Day 1
Trixie opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a hard bed. She was in a place she didn’t recognize. As she attempted to move around, she found her mind was in a kind of stupor, she felt a slight pain like something pricked the back of her neck.
‘What?... Where?’ Trixie somehow managed to think as she examined the place…
Of course the Great and Powerful Trixie managed it in this state of mind, was there any doubt?
She got off the bed and looked around. Trixie used her intelligence to deduce that she was… in a room and it was practically barren. There was of course, a bed, and it was pushed against a nearby wall, there was a cuckoo clock resting on the wall not far from the bed. There was also a toilet situated in the corner and a tiny window near the ceiling. To add to the bare bones esthetic of the room, it was completely grey, making Trixie question whether she was back on the rock farm.
The metal door was gray…. Wait metal door?!
Sure enough Trixie found herself staring at a metal door with small window near the top full of metal bars, on the bottom was an opening large enough to put a hoof in but not all the way through.Next to the door was couple of odd wires of some sort.
‘How did Trixie miss that door? … Trixie did not miss the door, the door was so… insufficient it was not worth looking at, yes that was it’ Trixie thought to herself.
A cell, Trixie was inside a jail cell.
It was different than most jail doors she seen, it was made of solid metal with no key hole or handle on it. Not that Trixie saw many cells; ‘
‘It’s not as if Trixie has been accused of trespassing and then she would be thrown into the prisons of other creatures or anything.’
Whatever trance Trixie was in, disappeared and was replaced by pure adrenaline and pani...moxie “Hello!” she called, hearing nothing she let out a laugh and said “if you think you could trap the Great and Powerful Trixie, you’re foolishly mistaken.”
“The Great and Powerful Trixie is the best escape artist in Equestria!” Trixie announced.
Trixie looked through the barred window in the cell door. Although her view was limited, as far she could tell there was a hallway outside. Trixie could see a part of another cell door on the left her, and a baby blue painted wall in front of the cell. On the wall was a candle which was attached to it, it was burning and lighting up the hall.
“This is almost too easy” Trixie said brimming with confidence. With that she concentrated on teleporting in into the hallway.
However, as soon she tried summoning her magic it quickly dissipated, as if it was being sealed. Trixie looked at her horn, to see if there would be some kind of device suppressing her magic, only to find nothing was there.
Thus she attempted to use her magic again, with a similar result.
Wait, she knew what this was.
Trixie flashed back to when she was in a café in some town she could not remember the name of, she was eating a baked potato at the time.
Trixie was not a huge fan of baked potatoes but it was the only food she could afford … Trixie loved baked potatoes especially with no toppings just salt and pepper, who needed the extra toppings; Trixie will have a slimmer figure, unlike that Porky Purple Princess. Who is probably stuffing herself with royal food. Food that was rich, amazing… fattening and full of calories.
‘When that Princess sees how trim and not fat Trixie is, the Princess will embarrassed and ashamed’ Trixie thought as she gabbled down the potato.
She overheard the conversion of two ponies near to her were having, one a unicorn mare and the other a stallion pegasus.
“...And then guards are like…” The unicorn said
Then in a mock deep tone said “Miss you have step through this gate, so we can seal your magic,it’s to prevent cheating in the Equestria Games.”
“The nerve of them like I would ever cheat, I am just glad to have my magic back”
“Oh I’m so sorry that happened to you” told the pegasus sympathetically
“But I am curious what did the spell felt like dear?” The pegasus asked.
“Kind of like there were a seal on my horn, like every time I tried to use my magic it felt like my magic was on a lease, trying to do things with my hooves was such a pain…no offense sweetie”
“None taken sugar bear, I imagine it would be like if somepony wrapped my wings in something”
“Sort of… anyways, did you see how fast that baby dragon melted that ice cloud, it was amazing!”
It was at that point that Trixie decided to tune them out, having lost interest in their conversation.
Originally, Trixie wanted to attend the Equestria Games,but she opted against it. Of course, not helping was the notion that a hick town like Ponyville could actually win the medal count. So it was for the best that she chose not to attend the games at all…Right?
Trixie, quickly shook her head of the memory, returning to the task at hoof, namely getting out of the cell. “If my regular magic won’t work, then I guess I’ll have to switch back to the classics to make my escape.”
Trixie sat on the hard floor
Which she was sure was not a good idea. Who knows how long it had been since it was clean; but then again, she had been in worse hotels than this place.
Trixie made sure nopony was watching, she was about to reveal one of her biggest secrets.
She used one of her hoofs to lift up the top layer of her hair; under that layer was a row of five bobby pins and star shaped bobby pin. Trixie always hid them so she could use them to pick locks in her escape tricks.
Trixie was kind of surprised they were not taken; whoever put Trixie in here was careful enough to seal her magic and even bothered to take her signature hat and cloak.Yet they didn’t conduct a full body search.
She would question why her captors would overlook that, but pushed it to the back of her mind; needing to concentrate on the task at hoof. While holding a layer of hair in one hoof, she used the edge of other hoof and pushed the pin out of her hair. At that moment she sat in a full in an upright position, she only struggled little bit to stay that position as she took the pin.
Success, it fell to the floor and Trixie pushed the pin against one of her other hoofs and then put the hairpin in her mouth.
Trixie put the hoof holding her hair down hiding the row of pins under hair once again.
“Mares and Gentle Stallions and Fouls of all ages, watch as The Great and Powerful Trixie gets out of this cell without her magic!” Trixie boisterously proclaimed with the hairpin still in her mouth.
Trixie paused for minute, as if she expecting to hear applause of some kind, but only heard the ticking of the cuckoo clock on the wall. Trixie let out a disappointed sigh, “Silence, Trixie is used to that by now.”
Trixie put the bobby pin partly sticking out of her lips, now she had to think of something to do with it. Then she remembered there was no keyhole or handle on the door, something she did notice when she exclaimed the door the first time.
So now she was out of ideas and it caused her to put the hairpin on the edge of the bed. Then she used her superior strength to slam it into metal door but it did not budge.
She was trapped…She was trapped for real this time.
“Ddo... don’t you think you have won yet, The Great and Powerful Trixie will get out!” Trixie said not sounding worried …not in the slightness.
Thankfully, the sound of flapping outside the jail cell, brought some hope to the showmare. Could that have been a pegasus?
“Hello is anypony there” Trixie said surveying the hallway from the cell but she saw nopony.
It was then when a letter quickly slipped under the slit of the door, though the letter was too blurry to identify the sender.
As a force of habit she tried to levitate the letter, but the letter laid there on the floor not moving.
"Oh right no magic" Trixie grumbled
Ok how would an earth pony do this?’ Trixie thought.
‘They would use their mouth … but ...how?’
‘If only Trixie had a letter opener…”
An idea then came to her wonderful head so then she picked up her trusty bobby pin from the bed and put it back in her mouth again.
She tasted metal as she used one of her hooves to hold the letter still and careful tore it from one end to the other.
When she was done with the hairpin she figured she would probably need it later, so she put it on the edge of the bed again.
Trixie unfolded the blueish gray paper with her hooves. Then she muttered the letter out loud as she read.
Dear Trixie,
So you’re in jail again huh? You can’t seem to stay out of trouble can you. Oh wait, Iron Will is being stupid, this is probably the first letter, you ever gotten from Iron Will. Every time Iron Will has written you, it had been when he had heard you were in jail, and by the time they get to you, you break out. You’re probably wondering why Iron Will only writes when you are in jail, Iron Will can tell you in some other letter. One of these days Iron will write to you when you are not imprisoned. After all Iron Will has heard the jail you are now is the hardest to escape from. Not that Iron Will doubts you, but it sounds like the odds are not in your favor. So you will need something to read while you’re there so Iron Will, will write letters while you’re in there. As for Iron Will, Iron Will need to start another journey to other town for another presentation.
Will write later
Iron Will
“Iron Will…” Trixie said
Somewhere in deep in her mind there was a small chord of recognition. Iron Will …that name sounded familiar. Trixie was trying to remember but the memory was faint.
Trixie came back again to her senses and stared long and hard at her opponent the metal door.
Trixie turned around and raised her head in a snotty matter and then let out a “humph”
Her ears picked up the sound of flapping and then the sound of something sliding under the door.
She quickly turned around and shouted “Wait, come back!”
Then Trixie noticed another bluish gray envelope.
She shoved the other letter against the wall opposite of the bed.
Trixie used the same trick she used on the last letter to open this letter.
Trixie
Iron Will hopes you aren’t feeling too lonely in that dark cell. Just in case Iron Will has put a little bug friend for you. You see on way to town, Iron Will almost crushed the poor thing, and well it forgave me, when Iron Will told it about you, he (Iron Will thinks it’s a he) insisted that he wanted to go to you. So he’s in the envelope alongside this letter wanting to meet you.
I.W.
Trixie blinked processing what she just read, ‘a bug? ...he sent a bug to me?’ Trixie thought to herself.
“How?” She asked.
Trixie then saw that the envelope had tiny holes all over it “ah, of course” Trixie said answering her own question.
Trixie didn’t mind bugs after all traveling outdoors means, one is bound to meet some whether they liked it or not. As long they were not….
A small spider crawled out the envelope, it seemed as if it was smiling at her, the disgusting thing looked at Trixie then created a ball of web. The spider then made a tiny rose out of the web and offered to Trixie.
“SPIDER!” Trixie shouted.
Seeing the horrid beast Trixie had to valiantly slay it. She reared and tried to kill it with her front hoofs.
“DIE! SPIDER DIE!” Trixie screamed chasing the evil spider all over the cell.
The spider darted under her bed out of her reach.
“Thanks Iron Will, Trixie really appreciates this gift” Trixie said angrily through her teeth.
Flapping was heard and another letter went under the door.
Trixie backed up a little from the letter not wanting another gift from Iron Will.
Trixie realized this letter was different, the envelope was white and there was a stamp in red letters.
Trixie figured maybe Iron Will ran out of color paper and was now using white paper.
There was only one way to find out.
Trixie quickly opened up the envelope, picking the letter with her mouth and shook it violently.
A white piece of paper fell out causing Trixie to leap backward ready for action.
Trixie then grabbed it quickly glanced at it, after reading Iron Will’s neat hoofwriting, this was less… organic, this letter was printed with a typewriter and for some reason every letter was capital and not only that but the sentences were structured in either short sentences, or run on sentences. It was actually kind of annoying.
Trixie had a little knowledge about typewriters because she used her wonderful painting skills to make signs as opposed to typing it. As far she was aware somepony would hold down one key to capitalize it. Which in case meant this pony held that key down while writing this letter.
Trixie thoroughly read the letter this time.
GOOD DAY. WE ARE HAPPY TO INFORM YOU THAT YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED BY ME. DOCTOR GOLDIE BITS TO JOIN AN EXCLUSIVE PROGRAM FOR INMATES ALL OVER THE COUNTRY.
DR. BITS
Trixie blinked confused “I was selected for some kind program, When? Why? ...hold on inmate?”
“Trixie demands to know why she is an inmate?! Trixie has not done anything wrong!” Trixie commanded.
As if to answer her another letter slid under the door.
DEAR_________
DUE TO THE RECENT OUTBREAK OF TERRIBLE VIRUS THE POPULATION OF ALL OVER EQUESTRIA AND BEYOND HAS STARTED DWINDLING. BUT THERE IS STILL HOPE: THIS PROGRAM.
‘A virus? When did that happen? Trixie knows she has been on road for a while, but the last town she was in everything was fine’
It all hit Trixie and images of ponies suffering and dying came to her head, causing Trixie to just stand there in shock.
Trixie shivered in fear, saying the word “No” over and over again.
Another letter appeared; Trixie quickly jumped and grabbed the letter as if she expected it to disappear at any moment.
YOU ARE PROBABLY WONDERING, WHAT IS THIS PROGRAM? WE PICK ALL KINDS OF PONIES OR ANY OTHER KINDS OF CREATURES. MAINLY THOSE WHO HAVE DONE SOME SORT OF CRIME WE BELIEVE THAT YOU ALL HOLD A CURE TO THIS VIRUS. STUDIES SHOWN THAT ABOUT 90 PERCENT OF ALL POPULATIONS ARE BEING KILLED. SOME OF THE REMAINING ARE HERE. THINK OF IT AS ONE LAST SELFLESS ACT TO REDEEM YOURSELF AND SAVE MANY LIVES, YOUR NAME WILL PROBABLY GO DOWN IN HISTORY. SO STAY HEALTHY IT IS IMPERATIVE.
DR. BITS
Trixie put her hoof on the back of her neck and felt a small indentation, something she could manage because she very flexible. At that moment Trixie tried to think about what was the last thing she remembered before coming to this place.
Trixie memories flooded back as she tried to remember... She was walking… from a remote town she just finished performing in. Trixie recalled the road being empty She was alone… of course she was alone, Trixie always traveled alone. Then suddenly there was a sound of a whoosh and the feeling of something sharp stinging the back of her neck, then blackness.
Trixie deduced that it was a tranquilizer dart that hit her. That is why she felt so sluggish when she first awoke here.
“You bastard! You don’t select me, you kidnapped me! I never did anything wrong, you let me out this instant!” Trixie billowed.
Another white letter slipped in causing Trixie to roll her eyes “Why don’t you come down here and talk to me muzzle to muzzle, you damn coward!”
Hearing nothing Trixie groaned and opened it.
DEAR_________________
“Trixie has a name you know” Trixie mumbled angrily.
DEAR_________________
IF YOU STILL THINK YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE HERE, HERE’S A LIST OF YOUR CRIMES:
PLAYING WITH DARK MAGIC
TAKING OVER PONYVILE
MAKING EVERY PONY IN THAT TOWN YOUR SLAVE.
SHOULD I GO ON?
ALSO I DID NOT KIDNAP YOU, IT WAS AGREED BY THE PRINCESS HERSELF THIS VIRUS WILL NEED SUBJECTS FOR A CURE. SO SHE AGREED TO TAKE CRIMINALS THAT GOTTEN AWAY WITH MAJOR CRIMES AND THROW THEM IN JAIL WITHOUT DUE PROCESS. DON’T BELIEVE ME HERE’S HER SIGNATURE.
Sure enough there was Celestia’s signature on a copy of a document attached to the letter she just read. Mostly everypony knew what Princess Celestia’s signature looked like; she is the one that signs things to made some laws official. Trixie carefully studied and found the signature was authentic, so she skimmed read it; the document stated what had just Doctor Bits said in his letter. It decreed that, since the hit of a virus was unwarned, and times were rough, there was a desperate need for a cure. So an agreement was taken, the first taken were those who did commit enough crimes to get away for a long time.
When Trixie was finished reading the document, a new letter laid on the floor. Trixie tried to look under the slit of the door. Trixie guessed whatever or whoever was delivering those letters to her, had a lot mail this time and they were waiting for her to read them all.
Trixie knew why was she here now.
“But I…apologized… she forgave me…what else do you want? I mean she’s a princess now isn’t that enough punishment.” Trixie said sounding as if she was about to cry.
Silence
Trixie held back her tears, she will not cry, she will not be defeated. Trixie had to survive. She was the Great and Powerful! Trixie she will find a way to get out of this place, just …not now.
Trixie begrudgingly opened the new letter as much as she hated to open them now, they were the only things to inform of anything.
HEY, IT’S NOT THAT BAD IN THERE, TELL YOU WHAT. IN ORDER TO AVOID BAD THOUGHTS THAT CAN LEAD TO SUICIDE OR DEPRESSION. I WILL ASSIGN TO YOU YOUR OWN FRIEND HIS NAME IS SLAP HAPPY WHO SAYS I CAN’T BE GRACIOUS. ENJOY!
DR. BITS
‘He’s going to what?’
A yellow envelope slipped in which was a welcome relief from those white envelopes, so it meant it was from somepony new, or Trixie assumed it was a pony. She shoved the old letters in the corner.
Trixie was actually excited to open it. The letter had an odd background that was different from the other letters she got. The border of the letter had leaves that were in fallish colors.
’Fall leaves but wasn’t it summer now... weird’
Hello, Hello, Hello!!! I am your assigned friend and to make us good friends. I have a present for you!!! FIVE CONFETTI POPPERS!!! HAVE FUN!!
Slap happy
'Oh joy another present’ Trixie thought sarcastically ‘and poppers this time good…with Trixie’s luck those poppers secretly have spiders in them’
She deeply sighed “Might as well get this over with”
Trixie held the popper in her hoof and hit the end of against a wall, it let a noise that sounded like a party noisemaker, then a blast of colored confetti launched in the air and then it drifted down like snowflakes.
“Wow, thanks so much Slap Happy, it’s not like Trixie could do better than this in her sleep.” Trixie said keeping her sarcastic tone.
Trixie gave a bored “Yay” when she set off another confetti popper.
HELLO, My buddy, my friend, my pal! Did you enjoy the confetti??? If so, I have another present for you!!!
Then a flash of golden magic transported a wooden toy inside her cell. The toy was wooden shaped cup with a handle attached it. Tied around the handle was a string with a small red ball on the end of it.
Trixie recognized it; she saw foals play with this toy before.
‘What was this thing called again? A Ball in a Cup or a Cup-and-Ball?’
“You have got to be kidding Trixie, Really! A toy meant for foals” Trixie said with a sour look on her face.
Do you remember those? I used play with this all the time, I was little.
Now I can give you a piece of nostalgia, for you to play with. Aren’t you lucky?
Slap Happy
P.S have fun BFF ;)
A sound of something flapping away was heard.
‘What was that anyway?..anyway there was no way Trixie playing with a foals’ toy’
So she took the time to clean the cell a bit, put all old letters neatly in a pile.
Trixie considered cleaning the confetti off the floor, but it gave the room a bit of color.
Trixie looked the cuckoo clock, its ticking and hourly cuckoos were the only sound in this place.
Seconds passed, and then minutes, no new letters and nothing to keep Trixie occupied.
After having a steady flow of letters and now nobody or pony was sending them it made Trixie worry , did something happen?
Did the virus already get them?
Trixie grasped the handle of the wooden toy in between her teeth, she was anxious, she had to do something to keep mind busy otherwise she would just think about the fate of all the letter senders.
“I guess I have to do this the earth pony way”
Trixie started swaying her head back forth to give the small red ball the momentum to swing into the cup.
She sighed and sarcastically said “Yeah, this isn’t humiliating in any way”
And to add a cherry to this shame sundae the ball was not going in the cup.
She growled in frustration “Why in the name of Celestia isn’t damn ball going in the cup!”
Trixie trying to figure out why, but then it hit her it was because when she stopped when her head was parallel to ground.
So all Trixie had to do was angle the toy upwards in the right angle and the ball would go in.
Trixie tried it and it bounced off rim of the cup.
“Damn it!”
She again this time adjusting the angle and…
Nope not time.
After a few tries and curses were uttered Trixie heard sound of flapping, Trixie dropped the toy dashed to the door expectantly.
‘Who was this time?’
“Please don’t be Dr. Bits, please don’t be Dr. Bits” Trixie chanted.
A grayish blue envelope slipped under and a sigh relief was let out.
“Iron Will he’s okay” Trixie said relieved
Hello my friend,
Sorry it took so long to write back you, but, after Iron Will send you that bug friend, Iron Will’s journey was pretty uneventful. How is he by the way? Anyway Iron Will doubts you would like to hear about every rock and tree Iron Will went pass. Iron Will almost made it to the town but then could not go in. The only bridge leading into it was flooded and Iron Will has no wings. So Iron Will had to turn back, although the trip wasn’t a total waste. You see on the way back, Iron Will saw two sibling sale ponies. They were weird though they always finished each others sentences. What were their names again Flan and Fam? Ah Iron Will is not very good with names. So Iron Will warned them about the path ahead as thanks they give Iron Will directions to a nice natural hot spring that they found on the way. That sounds lovely right now; maybe a soak would do Iron Will good.
I.W.
“Lucky bastard rub it in why don’t you” Trixie grumbled.
Trixie sat and waited for another letter immediately staring into the slot under the door expectantly.
In one moment Trixie saw a side view of a pair of small bird claws appear then there was the sound of a creature flapping away.
‘So a bird of some kind was delivering mail, weird, but it made sense. Maybe parrot or a canary … The Great Trixie is not an animal expert, nor does she need to be’.
Trixie sat there waiting for a while; the cuckooing of the cuckoo clock mocked her as she waited.
“Mail bird come back, there’s got to be another letter” said Trixie as she whimpered a little
“Trixie’s sorry she complained about the letter, please Trixie needs to know what is happening out there”
And then she went back to her toy and played with it this time almost getting it in the cup.
Trixie tried again and…Yes it landed in the cup.
“Ha!…Yes The Great and Powerful Trixie has got it!”
Trixie leaped in joy around her cell and then ended up slamming into a corner of the bed and landing hard on her knees then her face collided with the floor.
Trixie yelped in pain and screamed a string of curse words that would make even the most foul mouthed pony blush.
Trixie examined herself and the only thing wrong was slightly bruised knees, she had worse.
Trixie then thought up an idea.
“OW, Trixie’s hurt!” She shouted dramatically “Somepony call the hospital Trixie needs help”
“Oh Celestia! I’m bleeding everywhere what a world!”
Trixie waited proud of her performance, it was worthy of a rating of two hoofs up for sure.
The spider came out its hiding placing it was trembled as it looked at her, Trixie looked at it she hated spiders.
However this one was worried about her.
'You’re not that bad for a spider, you live ...for now’.
There was a sound of hoofsteps, Trixie tried to look down the hallway from the barred window on her cell door. However her view was limited. She could only see the tip of a dark orange horn.
The pony outside stopped and Trixie heard the sound of a spell being cast was heard. She saw part of a golden glow surrounding it,that horn belonged to an unicorn.
Trixie realized it was the same glow that she saw when the toy was teleported inside the cell.
For a unicorn, teleporting an object is not as hard of a task as teleport oneself or somepony else is, mostly likely this pony was a nurse, and they learned that spell and used it to help the doctor’ Trixie reflected.
“Hey why you don’t come closer so Trixie can see you” Trixie called out
Then a golden ring that was made out of magic appeared around Trixie. Trixie facehoofed herself.
Oh right unicorn doctors know examination spells, this is one of them.’
This must have been Doctor Bits.
She watched as the ring went up and then down, then disappeared.
Then Trixie could hear Doctor Bits chuckle a little by the deep sound of the pony’s voice, Trixie guessed the pony was a stallion. He put a note through the slot without being seen.
Trixie looked at the note it said ‘Nice try’ in the worst hoofwriting she had ever seen, ‘no wonder he types everything.’
Trixie went back to playing with her toy, there was really nothing else to do; the next step would be to aim for the ball to go into the cup hundred times. Make to hundred in a row and you master the game, it was foal logic and she did not question it.
Trixie started the challenge and made it up to four times when the mail bird slipped a letter.
Blueish gray.
Hey Trixie,
This hot spring is amazing, it was pain to find but it was worth it. The area the spring is in is isolated, so Iron Will had this space all to Iron Will’s self. It’s so peaceful and quiet here, it gives Iron Will time to think. Trixie have you ever been so alone, that you cannot convince yourself of the fact that other living beings exist anymore. Sometimes it’s easy for Iron Will feel that way. Especially when Iron Will been away from his wife for a long time. However it is the sacrifice, we as travelers make to be alone, on road because it’s our job and passion to do so.
Iron Will
Trixie sighed a few tears fell from her muzzle, Trixie then looked around her cell again. “Iron Will you have no idea.”
Trixie went back to doing the challenge again
Trixie made it to fifty this time when another grayish blue envelope was pushed in.
Trixie opened it
Dear friend,
Iron Will has find a cave to stay in for the night. The town that Iron Will was previously in was way too far away, and it’s already getting dark, and Iron Will is way too tired to try to fight anything on the way. Oh and guess what Iron Will has another present for you…
Trixie’s eye twitched as she looked at the spider who was now crawling all over the place, Trixie was tolerating its existence …presently.
“Please, no more spiders” Trixie begged as she read on.
Iron Will was holding off on this for a while, Iron Will knows how drab and boring a cell is. Especially when the walls is the only you look all the time So Iron Will got a painting for you something brighten up the room. Iron Will got it from a traveling painter on way, may it evoke the spirit of travel.
I.W
Trixie looked around,and without warning somehow a painting proofed right on the wall space above her bed.
Trixie thoroughly examined the painting; the painting was simple, it was just brushstrokes of different colors going in many different directions.
It reminded her of some of the paintings Trixie had seen before in museums. Whenever museums had any art openings with free food, Trixie sneaked in and grabbed the food and… and…
’It was free food, okay what wrong with just going to a place for free food.’
Trixie had to dress fancy to pretend she had class
These ponies would always say the same thing to her
“Who are you?”
and then there was always “You look familiar”
Then Trixie heard laughter and voices continuing saying “Who are you?”
Trixie stood there hyperventilating in fear.
“NO!” Trixie said as she stock herself back to reality.
Trixie then smiled as this was a gift that she actually liked, and Iron Will was right it did make the room, a little better.
The mail bird put another letter under the door and this time it was yellow. Trixie frowned a little that time, Slap Happy had to give her a letter. Trixie stared at to her toy, What was it this time?
HEY BUDDY!!! How are you doing?? If you’re feeling down in dumps. Maybe a song will cheer you! Lalala happy lala glad to lalala be alive lala!
‘Okay, that was … interesting’ Trixie started playing with the cup and ball game when again a yellow envelope slid in.
Trixie a little hesitant about opening it, but she was compelled by this point.
Hahahahahaha that was fun wasn’t it? I hope you keep a song in your heart always, for you are smart, great and wonderful in every way.
“Well of course Trixie is, Slap Happy I’m glad you appreciate me, the Powerful and Great…”
Trixie stopped as she looked at the locked door.
Trixie looked away in sadness and sighed.
Another letter, white from Doctor Bits no doubt, Trixie gave a huge groan when she saw the letter. ‘Great more letters from him, no doubt they will make Trixie’s eyes and brain hurt from all the grammatical errors.’
GOOD DAY MR. SLAP HAPPY,
WE HAVE SEEN THAT THE PRISONERS YOU ARE IN CHARGE ARE NOT HAPPY , THE SUICIDE RATE IS STILL THE SAME YOU NEED TO FILL YOUR HAPPINESS QUOTA . NOW. REMEMBER YOU WILL ONLY SEE YOUR CHILDREN AGAIN AFTER YOU KEEP THE PRISONERS ALIVE SO GET TO IT.
Trixie gasped in shock as a “no” came out of her mouth.
The mail bird flew away and come back in a few minutes with, another letter came through
DEAR _____
I MAY HAVE ACCIDENTALLY SENT YOU A LETTER ADDRESSED TO MR. SLAP HAPPY. WE WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT THIS MISTAKE HAS BEEN RECTIFIED AND THAT SLAP HAPPY DOES REALLY LIKE YOU, AND YOUR BEST FRIEND PURELY BECAUSE YOU’RE AWESOME.
A yellow letter came instantly after
“Please don’t tell me it’s true.”
Hahahahahahahahhahahahghahahahahahahahhahahahaha! How are you doing?
Another yellow letter
I’m feeling Sooo great!!!!!!!!! You are my bestest friendliest happy friend in the whole Wide world!!!!!!
“But you don’t mean that do you?” Trixie said as she sniffed sadly.
Trixie sat there a few moments depressed.
Trixie then noticed that the light was drifting down it was becoming night, ‘maybe Trixie should go to bed and thinks things out tomorrow.’
Another letter was delivered by the mail bird Trixie knew it was the last one for today Iron Will this time.
Friend.
If Iron Will's calculations are correct then this letter will arrive at your cell right around bedtime. Iron Will himself is going to rest now as well, he needs to go early, early morning travel is the best. Iron Will hopes those prison beds are comfortable. They weren’t last time Iron Will was in jail but that was a long time ago, maybe policy was changed.
I.W.
Trixie cried while looking at the painting Iron Will gave her.
“Iron Will ...are you...are you faking too...is Dr Bits putting you up to this as well?” Trixie sorrowfully asked.
Trixie leaped into the bed going under the only bedsheet Dr. Bits must have left for her.The bed was hard but it was not as hard the back of her wagon was.
Trixie continued to stare at the painting “Is this a genuine gift?” she asked
“Goodnight Iron Will, I hope you’re not a fake friend” Trixie whispered then she drifted off in deep sleep.