Chapter 62 - Recipe
Despite Trixie staring her sharpest daggers at Rainbow Dash, she told the story anyway. At least she had taken care not to identify the true origin of the tale. Instead, she spun an admittedly scary story about an earth pony that had tried to fly using a pedal-powered contraption and plummeted to earth as it came too close to the sun, screeching her head off until it discovered it could in fact fly. From that day forward it was said to fly screeching at night, looking for unsuspecting earth ponies or unicorns that were out after dark in order to teach them how to fly too, with no successful students thus far.
Trixie felt like the impact of the story was diminished by the fact that Rainbow Dash’s audience consisted of a unicorn that knew the truth, and pegasus already capable of flight. There was no doubt in her mind that Rainbow Dash was aware of this, as the grin on her face every time she looked at Trixie when she mentioned the words ‘screeching mare’ grew each time Trixie reacted.
Mercifully, the story was a fairly short one.
“And in the morning, they found the little unicorn… All over the street!”
“Right, and how come nopony has ever read about that in the newspaper?” Trixie smirked.
“Well, uh, the pony was the local news editor, so they couldn’t run the story.” Rainbow Dash beamed. A low growl rose up from her stomach, preventing Trixie from pressing on further and Rainbow Dash quickly followed up. “Oh man, I am hungry! I could eat a hay bail! Fluttershy, do we have anything good? Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash trailed off as she laid eyes on Fluttershy.
Quivering, Fluttershy had set her hooves on her ears somewhere during the story, and closed her eyes tightly. Only after a few pokes from Rainbow Dash did she lift one hoof off an ear and peeked out of one eye. “I-Is it o-over?”
Rainbow Dash chuckled while she nodded, reaching out one hoof to stroke through Fluttershy’s mane comfortingly. “Yes, Fluttershy. And hey, you made it all the way to the end this time. I’m pretty sure you are getting better at this.”
Trixie rolled her eyes. Sure she would have expected Fluttershy to be easily scared by ghost stories, but not stories where she was literally immune to the monster. It is because she used to be bad at it? Ah, yes. She did tell Trixie that she fell off Cloudsdale once. Maybe it brought back memories.
Still, as silly as it seemed to Trixie, Fluttershy looked just adorable as she took comfort in the hoof running along her mane. Beginning to reach out a hoof as well, Trixie glanced up at Rainbow Dash, and pulled back hesitantly. “So, about dinner. You should feel honored, because Trixie will make pancakes.” Trixie beamed proudly.
Rainbow Dash looked at Trixie incredulously. “Whoa, hold your horses! You aren’t allowed to do chores yet! And even more important than that: you can cook?”
Raising a brow, Trixie slipped off the couch and pointed a hoof at Fluttershy. “Ask Fluttershy. Trixie can do chores now, it’s been a week. Trixie even helped Fluttershy take down branches.” She puffed up her chest, proud to at least be able to act as if she was pulling her weight. “Now, instead of giving Trixie dumb looks, tell her what you want on yours.”
“Uhmm, Trixie… you can do chores, but I don’t think you should handle fire just yet,” Fluttershy said, making Trixie’s smile falter.
“But, pancakes.” Trixie offered.
“Are you sure?” Fluttershy looked concerned, clearly insistent to keep Trixie away from anything that might hurt her.
“Relax, Fluttershy, I say we give her a chance.” Rainbow Dash gave Trixie a smile. “Syrup and Cinnamon, we’ll see if you are as good as you claim Trixie.”
That’s some sweet tooth. Maybe Trixie will get a taste, after Rainbow Dash has eaten it all. Trixie blushed lightly at the thought and quickly tried to press on. “Alright Trixie accepts!” Trixie turned to Fluttershy expectantly.
After staring at Trixie for a few moments, Fluttershy finally relented. “Okay… Strawberries please, Trixie. But please tell me if you need any help.”
Mhm, fruity. Trixie, quickly turned her back to the pair so they couldn’t see her face and laughed heartly while she walked away from the pair on the couch. “The Great and Powerful Trixie can handle some utensils! Don’t go anywhere! Trixie can make pancakes with her eyes closed!”
Feeling as if she was walking on air, Trixie trotted into the kitchen. This was going to be great. She could make something delicious and impress them both in a single go. “Alright, pancake time!” She called out loud enough that was pretty sure they could still hear her, then closed the kitchen door behind her and smiled while looking around.
Now… where does Fluttershy keep the cookbook?
With another growl from her stomach, Rainbow Dash gave a look at the kitchen door while she rubbed a hoof over it, trying to quiet the beast down. “Ughh, what is taking her so long? It’s been two days.”
Fluttershy giggled. “Oh, come on, Rainbow Dash, it’s barely been an hour.”
“I guess.” Rainbow Dash groaned. She had hoped to hear a call of dinner for the past hour, but all she got to hear from the kitchen was the occasional sound of objects falling, followed by a cry of increasing frustration.
Well, even if I am hungry, it’s nice to have some time with Fluttershy. Rainbow Dash smiled at her precious friend, sitting closely beside her. A look of worry was clearly written all over Fluttershy’s face, making Rainbow Dash wonder when she would finally snap and rush into the kitchen to salvage what she could.
Trying to keep both their minds off the kitchen, Rainbow Dash launched into a tirade about her day and just how everything should have gone. After Rainbow Dash had complained enough about hers to be sated for a while, and she was caught up to speed on Fluttershy’s day, there was a lull in the conversation.
“So uhm…. Oh yeah, Fluttershy, has Twilight dropped by?” Rainbow Dash asked, laying her head down on the armrest.
“Twilight? No I don’t think so. Why?”
“I asked her if she got any books from what was left of Trixie’s wagon. She said she’d look into it and come bring them over if she found them. I guess not then.” Rainbow Dash chuckled awkwardly and let her gaze travel through the room. Come on, Rainbow! You can think of something more interesting to say!
Her eyes fell on the bathroom door, still open. “Hey, Fluttershy, do you still make those honey soap and things yourself? They were really good.”
Fluttershy smiled at the praise and nodded. “I do, uhm would you like some to take with you, Rainbow Dash? I don’t mind.”
Scratching her chin, Rainbow Dash let her gaze fall back on Fluttershy. “Mhm let me think about that…” She paused and raised her hoof up higher, sniffing it. The honey scent was strong. Then looked to Fluttershy and leaned in, letting her muzzle run along the fur of Fluttershy’s foreleg, the soft fur tickled her nose as she breathed in. Sitting back up with a grin, Rainbow Dash shook her head.
“No, I definitely like it better on you, Fluttershy. A sweet scent like that it… suits you,” Rainbow Dash said with a blush, her eyes raising to meet Fluttershy’s. Rainbow Dash could feel her legs go weak while she admired the kind eyes, or eye rather as one was hidden.
Staring back at Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy half-hid behind her mane while she tried to form words, but her attempts were interrupted when the kitchen door finally opened.
Trixie looked over the kitchen, it was a complete and utter mess. Broken eggs, flour, batter, gooey pancakes, and sugar were strewn across the floor and counter, and half of her face was white due to trying to wipe her mane, definitely not her tears of frustration, out of her face with a flour-covered hoof.
It had completely slipped Trixie’s mind that she had no magic, leaving her with only her hooves to perform all those complicated tasks. Which would not have been really that much trouble, if not for the annoying side effect of her injury: it affected her fine control over her hooves, so much so that she could not even make a hay sandwich without Fluttershy’s help.
Alright, so it had taken Trixie a little longer than she had planned, but nothing was going to stop her once she had made up her mind. Not even repeated and infuriating failure.
Her prize was standing on the kitchen counter, surrounded by charred early attempts: three plates with beautiful stacks of pancakes. One smeared with strawberry jam, the other covered with syrup and cinnamon, and the last with blueberry jam for herself.
Trixie beamed proudly at her achievement, then looked towards the cookbook she’d propped open against a pot. To her delight, they looked almost like they did in the book. Perfect on the first try Trixie! As if The Great and Powerful Trixie could possibly fail! Though she had yet to actually test them, they certainly looked the part.
Setting everything on a tray, Trixie hastily cleaned herself up, then pushed open the kitchen door and made her way towards the couch, ensuring everypony had the right ones.
“Great and Powerful Pancakes, just as Trixie promised.” Trixie exclaimed before she climbed back on as well and smiled brightly. While Trixie stared at the two of them expectantly, she noticed Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were looking pretty heated.
“Heh, we’ll see about that!” Rainbow Dash smiled, and without hesitation dug in. To Trixie’s surprise there was no complaining about how long she had taken to get the job done.
Fluttershy looked at Trixie with an expression of great relief on her face. “Great job, Trixie. These look good,” She said, then took a bite.
Trixie could feel herself glowing with the praise. “Of course, this is mere foals play for Trixie. Oh, uh, but this is a, uhm, secret recipe, so you can’t go in the kitchen until Trixie has put the ingredients away.” She hoped that would keep Fluttershy out for a while.
After an hour of slaving away over the stove, Trixie nearly did not even feel like pancakes anymore, but her rumbling stomach quickly convinced her. She eagerly took her first bite and munched, then froze. She looked up from her plate to find Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy each had similar reactions.
These are absolutely moreish!
Trixie exchanged a look with the pair of pegasi that stared at her while they each chewed their mouthfuls, swallowed. Though not a single word was spoken, there truly did not need to be. They all knew, and that was enough for Trixie for the time being.
She did not even waste time to boast, and immediately dug back in, a bright smile on her muzzle.
Was there ever any doubt!?
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed.
So funny story... I honestly thought today was Wednesday. I've been 1 day slow this whole week because I had Monday off.
Which would be why this chapter is a day late, my bad.
I really should have suspected something when I heard people wish each-other a good weekend.
Alright be honest with me, did you know what moreish meant?
I sure didn't. It sounds like the exact opposite of what it means.
Isn't that great? 
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I always hated when I got completely caught up in a seriers or something and I had to painfully wait for the next update. But it is worth it for this story.
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I know exactly what you mean.
I can only promise I will do my best to keep the updates quick. So at least the wait wont be long.
I read this before breakfast, now all I want is pancakes. Good show!
Also has this story won any awards? If not why, this story is deserving of them, this is the only story besides ny own that I want to see a chapter everyday from! Its the only one I get withdrawal from when I haven't read a few chapters.
keep up the good work and never let this story end! Or atleast write a sequel based after "Magic Duel"!
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Aww you are too kind!
Don't you worry. The plans for this story run pretty long. It will take a while to reach the intended end. Partly due to my own inability to control myself.
Dang now I'm all fired up to write the next immediately!
Too bad I need to go to work.
Why yes, TheRedR invented a brand new award for it, the BWTEWASAP award.
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(I tried to link to the relevant comment for context, but it did not seem to work. But it might from the main comments rather than chapter comments.)
Dammit now I have to go make pancakes...
Why has it taken me until now to read the new chapter of one of my favourite?
I remember the first time I heard moreish, I thought it meant it was really bad, then I heard it meant something was so good it makes you want to eat more and I was like 'ooooh more-ish, I get it'
4540462 ha ha yeah, I remember the BWTEWASAP award... good times, good times
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Sorry.
What kind is your fav?
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Hah, yes exactly! It makes total sense when you get it.
But before that it is like it is talking about swampwater or something like that.
Red has been gone for what? Two weeks? It feels like one or two weeks. He should be halfway to getting back.
4541244 chocolate chip most of the time but I love em all. (Lo e waffles more)
4541261 still another couple weeks to wait... he's gonna have a lot to catch up on
It would seem great mind think alike once again my friend
Hey just a couple things I noticed: your story now has over 1000 views
and this comment is the 500th one posted on the story (which probably makes it around 250th comment posted by me here 
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EDIT: make that 501st, Katarjin posted before I finished typing
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That does sound good. I actually considered RD wanting chocolate pancakes, but it lost the coin toss. I like mine with salami, bacon and syrup, so unfortunately I couldn't put my own fav in the story without massive issues.
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1week and 6days, I wasn't far off.
Hah, yes I noticed that. I try not to pay much attention to the view count though since it only tells me how many people clicked on the first chapter, and nothing else.
I'm more excited about the slow and steady creep toward 100 likes.
Oh right, it's weekend. Sweet!
4541450 only 7 more likes to go
I don't know how much writing I'll get done this weekend as I have a lot of assessments to finish off. (It's my last week at TAFE for the semester, so if I can get everything in quickly then I get a few weeks off, lots of writing will be done then
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4541450 you like WHAT on your pancakes? Hmmm a bit odd someday ill have to try that.
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Hah, it is probably worth mentioning that dutch pancakes are entirely different.
Though for the stories sake i stuck to the english type.
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Priorities in the right order then.
Once you pass i guess u better free up some time to read everything you will be pumping out.
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Only one way to find out...
Who are you rooting for?
4542635 indeed, let's just hope I pass
Just as an interjection to your other conversations, I only have syrup on my pancakes but I've been meaning to try something else, and as for who I'm rooting for, well you know I love Trixdash
however I have an inclining it may turn out Trixdashshy, it will be very interesting to see how things go 
It's always a treat to learn a new word while watching three sexy mares chow down on a plate of pancakes.
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Educational.
Oh, that could totally be how Trixie gets her books back:
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So many trainwrecks went through my mind when Trixie offered to cook. And I was so right.
But to her defense, she can't use her magic and can barely coordinate her hooves.
And I had to look up 'moreish' because I didn't understand why they dug back in, haha.
I liked these lines: '“Ughh, what is taking her so long? It’s been two days.”
Fluttershy giggled. “Oh, come on, Rainbow Dash, it’s barely been an hour.”'
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And Rainbow Dash never noticed she did.
The only question relating to women that matters.
"Evil beware. We have pancakes."
Show, don't tell. I want to read, no, taste Rainbow Dash's sweet tears of impotent rage.
First try, my shiny metal butt.
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It was my attempt at making time pass by quickly. Still getting used to how to go about passing time without describing every moment.
Because apparently Fluttershy is the only pony who has been paying attention to the story so far.
Well, that was kind of a let-down. :Moreish means exactly what it sounds like.
After reading the posts here I was wondering if it was supposed to mean Moorish, tasting like recipes originating from parts of the middle-east...
Where people kiss each other as a casual greeting, maybe.
Anyway, it's a good thing the ingredients for pancakes are simple and cheap (except for the eggs, and Fluttershy keeps chickens, so...) and since Trixie has been living alone on the road for a while, I'm sure she's learned some basics of cooking. That part about not having her magic, though... ouch! Time to fall back on earth-pony voodoo!
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Awh, sorry.
I guess that means you must be a descendent of the people that made up that word.
I admit that once you really look at it and put the parts together it makes sense, but as a word it just doesn't have that yummy tone. 
Oh, that's a nice catch. If we went with that, would that mean Trixie's from Saddle Arabia?
Yup.
The second best kind of voodoo. Zebra's totally got the number one spot.
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