Trixie's New Role

by Jhoira

Trixie Wakes Up, And Fouls Up

Trixie yawned quietly as she snuggled into her bed. This new blanket was by far the best investment she'd made in a while, it felt like she had an entirely new bed! A bigger one even, though she must have rolled against the wall of her caravan as there was something big pressing against her back. Though her wall was strangely fluffy and warm, smiling to herself until she noticed that some of her props must have fallen over her bed as she felt something draped over her body, but they were warm so she didn't mind. While Trixie's half sleep-addled brain ignored most the inconsistencies, it couldn't ignore the answering yawn that came from behind her.

Trixie bolted out of bed her horn flaring with magic as she whirled to face the intruding in her caravan. Unfortunately for Trixie she wasn't in her caravan, so she didn't actually manage to leave the bed, and there wasn't a far wall to stop her momentum. With a loud cry and a flailing of legs Trixie tumbled off the edge of the bed she hadn't been expecting to be there. Trixie let out a small groan and rubbed her head. Why did her head hurt so much!? It had only been a few feet... Then Trixie's eyes widened in shock as she looked up to see Celestia's head pop over the edge of the bed. "Oh dear, are you alright precious?"

Trixie squirmed as she was lifted with magic back up onto the large bed with its plush softness that Trixie hadn't imagined was possible while it was still a solid object that supported weight. Celestia had sat up and pulled the small pony over to her, nestling Trixie right between her forelegs and pulling her in close, leaning in and smiling, nuzzling Trixie gently as she inspected the traveling magician. "You don't look any worse for wear. Why'd you jump out of bed like that, it's dangerous."

Trixie was still too dumbfounded to speak, not only was she interacting directly with Princess Celestia... Well, at least Princess Celestia was interacting with her. She squirmed a bit in the princess' grasp, biting her bottom lip and looking to the side, groaning slightly as she looked away too fast, what was this... Was she hung over? How much did she drink last night!? She could vaguely remember performing for the princesses, a great honor even for the great and powerful Trixie... But then... She was invited to dinner and... Oh dear... She started to unload all of her problems onto the princess...

Celestia smiled faintly as Trixie groaned, nodding. "Ahh, I see precious, forgive me. It's been so long since I've had one I forgot that hangovers exist." Celestia's horn lit up for a moment and Trixie's head cleared almost instantly. Trixie couldn't stop her sigh of relief as she looked up to meet Celestia's eyes, blushing brightly as she remembered where she'd woken up, and that the princess was being extremely affectionate to her.

Trixie swallowed nervously. "Uh... G-Good morning princess."

Celestia raised an eyebrow as she tried to meet Trixie's eyes but Trixie seemed to be avoiding her. "Precious, what's the matter? Where's that confident mare I met last night?"

"T-Trixie is still confident."

"No, you're not precious. You're nervous." Celestia reached in and gently began to massage Trixie's chest with a hoof, causing her to let out a small sound, halfway between a moan and a whimper. "What's the matter precious?"

Trixie squirmed under that understanding gaze, she wouldn't have thought the princess like this. She... She was Princess Celestia! "Well... Uh..." Trixie's ears lowered and she bowed her head. "T-Trixie is sorry for... Uh... Burdening you with all her issues last night princess."

Celestia smiled and leaned in nipping at Trixie's ears, causing her to flick them in irritation. "None of that now precious. I'm happy to listen to the troubles of my subjects. Especially such a precious subject." Trixie smiled a bit nervously up at the princess.

"O-Of course princess..." Trixie cast her eyes around the room and couldn't locate her hat or cape. "Uh... Princess, where are Trixie's things?"

"Oh, we sent them out to be cleaned, remember precious?" Trixie slowly nodded, thinking back she did remember that she was pretty sure she could remember all of last night, unfortunately, it was a lot of information to sort through. "Though I still don't know why you didn't let me order you new ones from the royal tailors. Those are so old and patched."

"Well they've been with Trixie all this time... Trixie wouldn't say no to new ones though, but... Trixie wouldn't want to get rid of her old ones."

Princess Celestia smiled widely. "An excellent compromise precious. I would hate for my consort to have to wear old capes around the palace." Celestia got up, stretched, and walked off the bed, starting to get ready for her day. Trixie was simply staring at her as she went about her morning rituals, only notice that Trixie seemed frozen after a few minutes. "Whatever is the matter precious?"

"Uh..." Trixie quickly tried to sort her memories. "Trixie doesn't remember talking about consorts..."

Celestia frowned but nodded, sighing gently. "Oh, my apologies Trixie I didn't realize this was... A one-time thing. But I shouldn't have assumed, do forgive me, now I have to go, when you're ready just ask one of the guards to show you out." And with that Celestia quickly trotted out the door, letting it shut a bit harder than was completely polite behind her.

Trixie had raised a hoof but didn't manage to say anything in time to stop the princess from leaving. Trixie didn't know what she had planned to say, but she certainly didn't like the idea of the princess being mad at her! Or of the princess not letting her stay... She had her caravan but it didn't have a nice warm, kind pony in... Trixie shook her head. Of course, the great and powerful Trixie didn't need anypony else! It was the thought of being a royal consort and having a nice lush bed to sleep in that was the attraction, not the princess herself. Well besides the fact the princess was a princess of course!

Trixie paced around the room trying to think of the best way to tell the princess she hadn't been saying no, she had just... Been unsure of the event, and she had been correct, it hadn't been discussed! But then Trixie guessed that Celestia was used to people just taking her word as law, which if Trixie hadn't been so surprised by the statement she would have done. Trixie continued to pace until there a guard banged on the door to ask if everything was alright. "Miss Trixie the princess said that we should escort you out whenever you were ready."

Trixie bit her bottom lip and trotted around in a circled, a small nervous habit she'd picked up, which happened to be a lot easier when she wasn't in her tiny little caravan, blinking and doing the first thing she could think of. "Trixie isn't ready! She... Uh... She won't be ready for... A few days...?"

There was a long pause on the other side of the door before the voice responded. "Very well, we shall convey your intentions to the princess."

Author's Note:

This is a bit late to add but when the word consort is used I'm thinking more along the lines of Imperial China than European nobility. So consort is a concubine except it's actually a respected position to hold.