Trixie perked up her head and then lowered it. She rolled her eyes at her star-themed cape while she put it away in her messy closet. She didn't bother cleaning up, for she was far too busy trying to impress the local ponies at whatever town she would preform at. Almost every show would end with an angry mob running the mare out of town, or just booing at her until she left. It was rare now if even she had a few fans, like those two from Ponyville. Before the incident at Ponyville, her shows were more popular and had cheers of excitement instead of yells with disgust in them, but then word spread around about the boastful pony. Her shows started to get less popular, less and less people would show, unless if it was to mob her out of town
She couldn't stop preforming though, she still needed money for food and her repairs for her trashy mobile home. She didn't bother applying for a job. She knew she wouldn't get hired because of her selfish past, and besides Trixie despised manual labor.
She had not met one pony who has forgiven her. They all just walk away from her direction and ignore Trixie.
It was night, and Trixie could not sleep. She watched the glowing moon out of the close-by window. She then rolled in her bed with thoughts about tomorrow. She was going to preform at "New Colt City", one of the biggest cities in Equestria. Looks like Trixie is going to have to be run out again.... She thought while she let out a sigh with a frown and closed her eyes. Every bit counts for this mare.
Trixie stretched out her hoofs. Her eyes were squinting as she looked out her window, pushing away at the curtains that matched her cape. Celestia's sun was too bright, but the weather was perfect other than a little windy.
"*Sigh* Another beautiful day for Trixie. Trixie do hopes that this time she is at least treated more fairly."
She then levitated a nearby brush and and brushed her mane very gently, while she watched her own reflection in the mirror. Each time she would brush her mane more slowly. She then put the brush down and walked towards her dresser and opened the drawer. In there was her cape and hat, so she took them out and unfolded them. She straightened them and put them on her bed . Trixie then bent down pulled out a book from under her well-made bed and skimmed through it, looking for what spells she was going to preform. She was tired of doing the same old things. She felt she was being predictable or repetitive.
"All of these are the same! Trixe needs something different, something more....exciting!!"
She ended up looking through her whole home for a book she might have never seen or lost for new and better tricks, but alas, she couldn't find anything. She stared out the window and noticed Luna's bright moon was starting to rise. What?! I spent the whole day looking for a book? It doesn't matter anyways... I'll just do the same thing again!
Trixie had chosen to preform at night. She thought it was better, for the fireworks and light looked much better as she spontaneously flew out in front of the curtains. It would use to work, drawing attention and forming crowds to see what was happening, but now when they would see Trixie pop out from behind the curtains, they would either laugh at her or just walk away in anger saying they just wasted their time with the has-been mare.
She was starting to get ready, checking over her star cape, and brushing her mane even if it is going to be hidden under her enormous hat. Then she proceeded to brush her tail and then she was ready. But little distractions started to pop up which would get her attention. Trixie! Stop stalling your self! She thought. Trixie can't let these mere pesky distractions make her miss her own show! "Maybe Trixie should practice a little. If Trixie is hated, she wants to be know as just selfish instead of unskilled..."
Her horn glowed and out of no where she made a vase full of roses appear. They were filled with water and some spilled on her hat and a bit on her cape. She just ignored it and continued to do her next trick. Her horn glowed again and she made a black silk hat pop up. Trixie then made the hat face towards the floor, showing that there was nothing in there. Her horn glowed once again carrying a small bunny out the hat that resembled Angel.
After a few minutes of practicing her magic, Trixie then rolled up her cart towards the middle of a street filled with stallions and mares walking around. Her kart opened with her saying in a loud boom "The Great and Powerful Triiiixxxxxiiieee!" Everyone watched the display of fireworks set off as Trixie burst out from behind the curtains. She waited for at least a few ponies to stomp or cheer her at least, but instead of that, there was only laughter from the little fillies and mutters of disgust from the older audience members. One pony started to boo at her, then another joined in. Soon enough, the whole crowd started booing at Trixie. Trixie bowed infront of the displeased audience and tried to conjure up the bouquet of flowers. Okay Trixie. She thought. Don't let these ponies stop you from doing your job. This is one of the easiest tricks in the book. With a swift from her magic, Trixie made a group of roses appear in a neat bouquet, with yellow and green stripes.
The crowd of ponies just laughed at Trixie and her simple little trick. Trixie was tired of all the laughing and ignorance around her. She couldn't take it anymore. With that she just stomped her hoof which made a spectacular noise almost as loud than the sonic rainboom. The audience watched with a blank expression on their faces. They had stopped talking and hushed down as if someone turned down the volume slowly to a radio.
"Trix....I mean "I" have changed! I am no longer the boastful pony you still think I am! I am tired of all of this. I always wanted forgiveness but you ponies do not give it to me. I have learned my lesson, but none of you, nor all of Equestria see that!"
Instead of continuing her act, Trixie went back behind her stage cart and pushed it back to a secluded part of the city. Ignoring the comments of the cruel crowd behind her.