And then they cried Woohoohoo!

This is a little different. Where in the hoof am I? Wait, did I just say hoof? Opening his eyes, the night blue Pegasus found out he had become an equine. His mind stirred, but when his eyes stopped spinning and his vision cleared up; Woohoohoo came to realise just where he was. It came naturally of course. Although there was something odd beneath him, it moved and squirmed, and as he looked down, he appeared to be lying on top of a lavender unicorn. “Oh my Celestia, I’m so sorry!” The Pegasus leapt up, freeing the flustered unicorn from his weight. (That’s not a fat joke!) “Wait, what the buck?! How did I get here?!”

“That’s what I’d like to know!” The mare cried out in frustration. “All the doors were locked and I was silently reading a fantastic book about Princess Celestia until you barged in! Well, not just barged in,-” She scoffed. “But you also tackled me out of the Celestia forsaken window about one hundred stories up in the air!”

Woohoo couldn’t help it, Twilight just trotted straight into it. “You mad?”

“Celestia give me strength!” Twilight shook her head. “You’re so lucky I saved both our flanks just then with a teleportation spell!

“You seem a little malcontent there miss-?”

“Call me by my respective title: ‘Sanctuary Mage of Canterlot’.”

“How about: no.”

“Excuse me?”

“Did you really not hear me? I said no!”

“I’ll summon the guards to arrest you.”

Woohoohoo pulled out a magazine from under his wing. “Do that and I’ll show everypony in this city the princess’ ‘Sanctuary’ that you as the ‘Mage of Canterlot’ had been gawking at during your spare time.”

“Touche.”

“Indeed, and that secret lies on me now. I could probably black mail you to my heart’s content, if I would be ever so pleased to do so.” A devilish grin stormed up, but it quickly vanished when Twilight’s horn lit up.

“No, you won’t.”

A flash of light threw Woohoohoo into a state of confusion once more. Staggering, he managed to get a hold of himself, and never before had he seen such an ethereal creature. Twilight sparkle became the most brilliant thing he’d ever seen.

“A little spell I invented not too long ago and you were very my first subject.” She proudly strutted back and forth. “The spell has a long term effect which I’ll have to render a bit. You’ll suffer a little from perversity, that’s my fault. Though, at least I can bend your will.” She looked dead serious when she turned around, then said: “I’d like you to do a favour for me. Bring me a mare named ‘The Great and Powerful Trixie’ as she has something I want dearly.”

Woohoohoo, who was rendered susceptible to suggestion and command, obeyed Twilight’s order and set out to find: ‘The Great and Powerful Trixie.’

-

I watch the stallion leave and realize that it was probably very wrong of me to cast a spell like that on him. It struck me with remorse, and the more I thought about it, the worse I felt, but my mind conflicted against itself. It warred on the inside and I could do nothing but aid the resolve. I chose the side which left the stallion alone. I’d free him from the spell as soon as he gives me what’s rightfully mine. Go, and at the price of your freedom you’ll give up another. If you knew that, would you still be so willing? Yes, my spell can render you unable to disobey, but only if you have no reason to do so; only if you’re given a reason to object.

I suddenly become mysteriously shaded, and as I look up I find an object descending from the sky with grace and power. “Princess Celestia.”

“Greetings young Twilight, how are we today?”

Damn, she has one amazing body.

Are you talking about me Twilight?

Well, there’s nopo-

Hmm?

You’re-…

Yes, I am. I’m not too proud, but I won’t object.

That’s because you already know, don’t you?

Of course I do. Princess Celestia twirled around, flaunting all her bits and pieces. Don’t you wish you could just take a bite of this?

Tease!

But Twilight, that’s all the fun!

And with that, she flew off. Soaring away into the sky she set out to her castle where she’d resume her royal duties as the hottest princess ever. Haha, pun!

-

Rushing down the main streets, Woohoohoo galloped around the city of Canterlot but every now and again, would slip the occasional glance at a passing mare or two. Their response was more than flattering, an occasional blush and sometimes even a titter. A wide grin on his face soon became flustered as he soon reached his limit and galloping was no longer an option. “Darn it! I wish I could just fly to Trixie’s, it’d make life so much-…” He paused, looked at the marvelous set of wings he had and rolled his eyes. “Er mer gerd, Erh herf whingz!” By instinct, he took off and soared about the air, hovering just above the street lights.

Scanning the area, Woohoohoo flew briskly through the sky, enjoying the wind passing through his wings as he searched tirelessly for Trixie. I just realized this but, where is Trixie? Ceasing mid flight, he slowly descended to the ground, landing next to a small shop. “Meh, I’ll ask around.” Trotting into the white marble, tile paved antique store; Woohoohoo found by chance a familiar pony. Derpy, it can’t possibly be her. But in fact, it was. The lemon mane, ditto coloured eyes and light grey Pegasus, teetered back and forth holding very delicate ornaments. Her misaligned eyes seemed to reach out to him as they cried in desperation. Without reluctance, he aided the mare by firmly gripping her by the waist, steadying the balance.

“A Pegasus shouldn’t really try to walk like that.” He said, a fair tone of warning clearly stating his worry.

Derpy dropped down, but accepted his words of wisdom. “Thanks, I’ll take those words in.”

“No problem, also; you need to be a bit more careful with those trinkets you have there. I don’t think the store manager would like those broken, would you?”

“No, I guess you’re right.” The ditzy mare said, appreciation felt as she smiled weakly. “Well, I’ll be off. Thanks for the help.” Putting the loose odds and ends into her satchel, Derpy hovered upward and flew slowly out the door, being visible through the window for a matter of seconds before disappearing.

She seems quite nice, somepony I could probably get along with. Maybe I’ll meet her again. The thought wandered through his mind before he returned his consciousness to the real world. Trotting up to the counter, the young stallion leant up against the counter and asked the tender whether or not he had seen or heard of Trixie. The answer was ‘no.’ but what the tender spoke, and what his body expressed were two different things. Woohoohoo had the feeling that Trixie was one who wasn’t to be mentioned around the area. Going back on things, he remembered the disdain everypony held towards her.

“Why would you ask for Trixie anyway?”

“I’ve an important message for her, a summons from ‘The Sanctuary Mage of Canterlot: Twilight Sparkle.’”

“A summons? Now that’s strange, but I can’t judge. Sorry I can’t help you, yes I’ve heard of her, but I’ve never seen her. Not here anyway.” The older colt said his farewells as Woohoohoo turned away and left.

Damn, where would I find that blasted Trixie?!