When Trixie visits you in a dream and tells you that she wants to change places for half a year, you accept thinking its all a silly dream. Little did you know just what you agreed to.
When Trixie visits you in a dream and tells you that she wants to change places for half a year, you accept thinking its all a silly dream. Little did you know just what you agreed to.
Written in the 2nd perspective and features you becoming the bashful azure unicorn and learning to deal with all these changes
With a groan you wake up, and slam that alarm clock off. You always got to control yourself to not throw that thing into a wall, or out of the window. Still half asleep, you groggily enter your bathroom, do the usual business of going to the toilet and taking a quick shower before dressing and making some breakfast, eggs and toast to be exact.
Letting out a sigh after having eaten and quickly cleaning off the plate, you head off to work. You’re not even two minutes on the road before you know it’s going to be yet another shit day. Traffic sucks, job sucks, boss sucks, pay sucks, coworkers are decent besides that one asshole, fuck that guy!
Getting back home is no joke either. Same deal with shitty traffic. What retard thought it was a good idea to let everyone out at the same fucking time should be shot! It means you’re now stuck in another traffic jam.
When you do finally get home, you cook yourself some crummy dinner, turn on the TV for all but a minute before shutting it off again. Why’d you buy that stupid thing you never know. You hardly use it anyways, and when you do nothing good is ever on.
Which means you’re now wasting time at your old computer. It's been outdated for a while now, and you got nowhere near enough money to upgrade it or get a new one, but it works all the same. You’re not exactly poor, but rent and stuff isn’t cheap either and you rather keep your money for an emergency in the case shit does hit the fan.
Surfing the net always ends up the same too. First checking your email which mostly consists out off Viagra spam, fishing emails and fake game emails that your account has been compromised even though you never played any of that shit, fuck paying for games and a monthly subscription. Never an actual email besides the one odd one from work. Why you even bother to check every evening remains a mystery to you but you suppose it’s just a routine by now. After that you lurk the net a bit which ends up being on youtube watching retards hurt themselves. It's pretty good stuff if it wasn't all so depressing. After that you end up visiting image boards where the people are about as much assholes as you are. Well, either that or they fake it. It’s all anonymous anyways. After that you end up dealing with your, ahem, male urges. Probably explains the Viagra emails come to think of it.
Finishing that and cleaning yourself up a bit by taking another shower - got to make sure nothing sticky remains after all - you check that alarm clock to notice that you still got an hour before bed. Making sure your window is closed and the curtain is in place too, you take a seat at your computer again and start your secret shameful hobby, namely colorful pastel horses, ponies to be more exact.
You can’t explain it, heck you’d be dead long before ever talking to anyone about this, but for some reason you love that silly cartoon and those talking ponies so in that final hour before bed you lurk about every pony website you can, even type on forums and such. It’s about the one social contact you have besides work and that’s more or less forced upon you there but talking with other guys your age or even older about mini horses is just normal to you now. It’s almost sad, sad enough that you want to cry but you got no fucks to give. Before too long the hour is up and with another sigh you shut off that computer, set your alarm clock for tomorrow and go to sleep, but not before thinking one more time that your life sucks and telling yourself that tomorrow will be better. It's a blalant lie of course, but hey, it’s better than nothing.
You end up dreaming but it’s all deformed and you can’t really make out anything, just a lot of blue and grey. You could swear you heard a voice but that too is gibberish at best and you barely even hear that it is there to begin with.
That alarm clock wakes you up for another shitty day. Still, you can't help but think that your dream was odd as you do your daily routine. You usually dream regular stuff, nothing ever deformed and definitely not for the entire dream. You semi laugh to yourself when you realize that dream had all the signs of being drunk or high out of your mind but that quickly stops when you leave for work again.
Repeating the same day as yesterday, you head off to bed again and sure enough the dream is deformed again. It's slightly less than yesterday though and the voice is coming in a bit clearer. Still not enough to understand even if its words or just gibberish, but good enough to hear something.
When you wake up you got to admit you’re starting to get worried. Two days in a row off the same odd shit is not normal. You’re not coming down with some mental illness are you?
You semi hope today will be better, if only for the fact that maybe if you have a good day at work the dream might disappear and its just some weird form of stress, but today is just like any other weekday, meaning that if you had a gun right now you’d shoot everyone and yourself. Coming home that evening is even more upsetting than normal cause you already know that you’ll be getting that weird dream again.
You hate it when you are right, but its back again, the blue and grey seem to have formed a shape, still too deformed to tell exactly what it is but a shape none the less. The voice is back too, and this time you do hear the tiny sounds of a high pitches voice, a woman? This is getting too freaky for you; maybe you should see a psychiatrist? Yeah fuck that, not like you got the money to spare for those thieves. You’ll just deal with it if you go insane, and if not, you most likely won’t realize it anymore by then.
The next three days are pretty much the same, the night’s stay weird with the form getting more and more in a shape of an animal, the voice is getting easier to hear too, still can’t understand actual words but you definitely know it’s a female voice now. The sixth night especially was weird, with the form rapidly becoming a shape, and the deformed background getting clearer and clearer, almost like a very fogged over mirror becoming clean again. You also noticed a bright pink shine through the sea of blue and grey and for some odd reasons it almost seems that you’ve seen it before. You’re actually glad today is a Sunday, meaning you got no work, and you can hopefully sort this mess out. You did search for mental illnesses on that old machine of yours, hoping to shed some light, but nothing even close came to your ‘symptoms ‘ so to speak. You almost dread going to sleep, almost as if you know tonight something will happen.
You’re twisting and turning in bed, trying to stop sleep from overtaking you, but it’s a losing battle and before too long you do fall asleep. As before the dream picks up right where it left off, only this time the final deforming pieces seem to shatter as if a mirror or wall was blocking off the shape on the other side. When it happens you’re briefly blinded by a pink shining light but it soon loses velocity until it’s just as small as a tiny light bulb.
You have no idea what the hell you were expecting but it definitely wasn’t this. On the other side, staring at you like she was waiting for a late guest was none other than the blue coated unicorn Trixie, hat and cape missing but for the rest every bit the same as her cartoon version.
“What the fuck?” you can’t help but swear, this entire week was hell on you, fearing of mental illnesses and being drugged aside you still barely got any actual sleep, meaning you did a piss poor job at work or your daily activities, not that you care much about either but it was still enough to bring you to a foul mood.
Still, why Trixie? Why the fuck would you dream about Trixie or any pony for that matter, she was nowhere near your favorite. If you would dream about anypony it would have been Twilight, maybe Rainbow Dash if it was a rather horny dream, got to cum inside her and everything. You’re so at a loss to explain all this that you failed to hear that the dream Trixie spoke to you, better pay attention, this might end up becoming a nice dream after all, lord knows you needed one after this week.
“Come again?”
“Ugh, I finally get through to one of you apes and Trixie got to pick the stupid one!”
“Well, fuck you too.”
“Rude as well! Though Trixie might like that.”
This entire thing is so weird, but damn if you’re not enjoying it, maybe you’re having one of those lucid dreams? You sure seem to be a lot more in control of your dream self then usual.
“So … why are you here exactly?” you know its retarded as hell to ask a dream but you seriously can’t think of anything better.
“Today might be your lucky day ape! Trixie has a proposition for you, one Trixie is sure you won’t deny.”
You can’t help but burst out in laughing, godfather Trixie? Goddamn this dream is entertaining if nothing else.
“Oh, and what would that be?”
You almost hope she asks for sex, if only for the hilarious scene playing in your head of a tiny pony trying to dominate a being twice her size. And knowing the usual dreams you get, you’re almost sure it will come to point. Still this is the first time you’d have a clop dream. Sure you got off to ponies before, but never actually dreamed about any before, clop or chaste.
“Would you like to change places with Trixie for half a year?”
Well, you didn’t expect that. This dream just got odd now. Or should it be odder, not like this is a regular dream for you to begin with.
“Change places?” you can’t help but repeating that last sentence.
“Trixie … has had a rather bad year and she needs a break from it all, so Trixie, being benevolent and magnificent comes to you with this proposition.”
She sure is all bashful, even in your dream.
Also that tiny pause does ring up some alarm bells in your mind but you quickly stuff those down again, it’s a dream after all, what’s the worst thing that could happen?
“So, let me get this straight, you want me to come to your place and you to come here for half a year?”
“That’s exactly correct. You’re not so stupid after all.” She says it in such a way that she seems to think it was a compliment but all you can think is that she can fuck off.
God, this pony is annoying, even more so in your dream then the show.
Though, you might as well accept. After the fucked up deformed dreams for a week, still having no clue why that even happened come to think of it, you need some fun. You assume her place is Equestria, and while you stifle down a laugh at thousands of bronies being pissed off at you for having an actual dream about walking around in ponyland, a thought that almost brings up spaghetti just thinking about it, you do feel yourself slightly giddy at the thought. God, you really have no life if you get excited about dreaming about a magical land filled with ponies and other mystical beasts.
“So, how does this work?”
The smile Trixie shows you is weird, predatory even, that you almost want to nope the fuck out of this dream, even when having no clue how to leave a dream, but she quickly comes closer to you.
“Just hold still, but before Trixie does this, she’ll ask you one more time, are you sure you want to do this?”
What a silly dream, actually using a safety factor? Damn, you wish you could control all your dreams, sure would have made that dream about you going on a killing spree much more fun … yeah, you’re kind of fucked up.
“Eh, why not, not like anything bad can happen right?”
“You won’t regret this ape!” she smiles at you before she actually jumps at you causing you to fall down.
“What the fuck?” you shout as you fall on your ass, but your vision quickly gets filled with blue fur as she seems to bring her face towards yours. You actually manage to think that this dream is going to be a sex dream after all but that quickly vanished when you get poked in the face by her horn, a horn that was actually slightly glowing this entire time, funny how you didn’t even pay attention to that.
You do freak out when the tiny pink light quickly bursts into a huge shining force, bright enough to close your eyes, lest you go blind from the sheer force of it all. You hear the typical sound that happens when unicorns use magic in the show but it quickly becomes overshadowed by pain.
Wait, pain? You’re not supposed to feel pain in a dream! You start to freak out now, what the hell is happening.
You try to speak, tell Trixie to stop but no sound is coming out, you can’t even shout in pain, almost as if you lost the ability to speak all together, You can’t even use your arms or legs to throw her out, oh god, what is she doing to you.
As if to answer you hear her voice in her mind telling you to relax and that it’s almost over. You don’t care at this point, you just want this to stop, you haven’t felt this much pain ever, it feels like you’re being ripped from your own body, your limbs and organs feel like they’re being crushed and squeezed together, your insides feel like they’re being burned up and you’re pretty sure you’re actually crying, fuck that, you never cry.
Bliss finally comes to you in the form of you passing out, but not before having one final thought of what the hell is going to happen now.
You wake up with a killer headache, did you get a hangover? You don’t even remember drinking. Heck, the last time you got wasted has been months ago, when you and your friends actually got together for a change. Yeah, you really need more friends or at least friends that life closer to your town.
This headache is killing you and even though you got trouble to open your eyes you do bring up a hand to hold your head, as if that would somehow make the pain go away, only to realize that you can’t feel your hand?
.
..
What?
Blind panic comes over you and you force your eyes open as you bring your hand in front of your face. For some reason the room is dark, a lot darker as it should be. Did a power failure happen tonight?
You got allot of trouble even seeing your hand but once you adjust to the darkness you come face to face with… a stub?
Panic threatens to overtake you completely now and you can feel bile rising. What the heck happened? Did someone cut of your hand? You quickly move the other one to your face to realize it’s the same and …
Wait blue? You can make out blue, well azure to be exact … fur?
Ok, what the hell is going on? You experimentally bring both your limbs together only to feel them make contact.
Oh god! These really are yours.
Taking some deep breaths to get some control back before you go completely off the deep end, you turn your head only to get hair in your eyes, hair? Your hair isn’t this long. Taking a longer look you realize its grey.
This officially became nightmare fuel as you slowly connect the pieces. Shaking your head to get rid of the hair blocking your view you quickly scan over your body only to see that …you indeed have two more legless limbs, heck, your entire body is bending in a way that no human ever could. You also notice that its azure coated with fur besides the grey of your hair… mane? And …
Is…Is that a tail? What the fuck…
You recall yesterday’s dream only to quickly realize that it wasn’t a dream at all. When Trixie talked about switching places she didn’t just mean worlds or houses, she meant bodies!
Realization quickly comes to you that you’re now a girl, mare, whatever, meaning junior is gone too. You’re almost afraid to look but you got to anyways, taking a quick glance between your oddly shaped hind legs you indeed see or rather the lack of any form of male appendage. You’re almost curious enough to take a closer look at your …ugh, vagina, but you’re going nowhere near that right now, it’s already freaky enough that you’re no longer yourself, no need to make it even worse.
So, what does that mean, that you’re now Trixie and she currently inhabits your body? Where is this even? If you recall correctly Trixie lived in a trailer or something like that, but this place looks nothing of the sorts. Actually taking a closer look you quickly notice that it has bars and looks run down at best. So …this is a jail?
That fucking blue pony tricked you! She most likely was locked up and is now making you do her time while she’s out having fun in your body … the hell is she even planning on doing with it? Does she even realize how human bodies work? Do you even know how a pony’s work for that matter?
Well, only one way to find that out.
You try getting up the same way you normally would, which means trying to stand on your legs to get leverage but that’s not working at all. You had some luck, but this is actually painful, as every bone in your new pony body is crying out that it shouldn’t be bending that way. Screw that Lyra fanon! If she attempted this she’s break her back or something! So that means you need to use all four hooves at once for leverage like you see cats or dogs do. You roll over making sure to be in the right position before putting weight on your hooves and are actually surprised when it gets you up. This feels weird, and for the first time you come to terms with how tiny you must be compared to your old self. At this height you’d probably get up to about your pelvis area. The title ‘my little pony’ has never been more true which is another fact that brings more panic to you.
No, you got to stuff that down, panic later, right now you need to get out of here.
Only you have no idea how!
Magic comes to mind but you have no clue how that even works, you actually do try to point your horn at the cell door but that does nothing besides making you look like an idiot.
Ok, think, how do unicorns use magic? They seem to use their head and mind so maybe just thinking about it will work? You try again this time straining your head and neck and think that you want to open that door. If you strain any harder you might actually pop a vein …does your new body even has veins in the neck? As much as you try though, it’s not working at all. There goes your brilliant idea of using magic to get free.
Should you call for help? Then again, if this is a jail of some sorts then that might not be the best idea, lest you end up in an even worse jail or solitary confinement or something. It doesn’t seem that anything can get worse then this, but you rather not find out. That’s for sure!
So that leaves you with nothing to do but try to make sense of any of this. Why you, how did she even do this? That sharp pain you remember yesterday must have been how. Did she seriously swap souls with you or something? That alone is creepy enough, but the fact she somehow invaded your dreams and did it from there is even worse. Was all that even a dream to begin with?
The whole deformed stuff might as well have been a wall blocking off some other dimension for all you know. The irony isn’t lost on you as this has all the classic signs of breaking the fourth wall.
You shudder as you once again realize you’re not only a pony now, but you’re not even on earth anymore! Where is Equestria even, is it another world? Is it another dimension? It’s a bloody cartoon for god’s sake, how is this even possible?
That doesn’t even hold a candle to the fact that you realize Trixie is now a human and can’t even reverse this! So what now? You’re doomed to stay Trixie forever? She did say half a year, so she must have some way to undo all this, right?
And why didn’t she just break out of this jail? It looks so worn down that if you were still human you could most likely break down that door.
So many questions swirling inside your head, and yet not a single answer is driving you into yet another panicked frenzy.
You feel like crying, not that you ever will. You’re still a guy in there even if you’re now in a female package, and you never cry! Crying is weakness! You’ll be damned before you show weakness!
But all this is wrecking your mind something fierce. Panic and worry is all you can do right now.
What are you going to do for all that time? Well, rotting in a cell it seems like, but in the odd case you do manage to escape from here, where do you go? Do you try to find help? Go to Celestia or somepony else for help? God, a week ago your biggest fear was that you were running out of bacon, now you don’t even have a home it looks like it. The fact that you most likely can’t even eat bacon anymore upsets you even more!
The next hour your mind raced a minute with all kinds of possible reasons as to why you’re in jail, heck you started to think this wasn’t a jail at all, it looks so worn down, that you’re almost afraid that you’re in the claws, or should that be hooves, of some deranged pervert that wants to have his way with Trixie, which now means have his way with you.
You’re actually dry heaving at the thought that by the time a door opens and actually brings in some light you don’t realize it at first. It’s not till a male voice shakes you from your daydream, or nightmare that you even acknowledge that someone else is there.
Well, the actual term should be somepony else. Looking down at you is a mean looking brown unicorn with an actual moustache. You always thought cartoons where silly when you saw moustaches on animals but for some reason this guy makes it work.
“Get up.” He growls out, and you feel actual fear coming over you. Oh god, this is it, this guy is going to have his way with you, isn’t he?
You’d resist, fight him of, use actual magic but all you can do is cower as you barely even got used to standing on all four. There’s no way you can actually fight in this body unless your horn can somehow work as a knife of some sorts.
“Wha…what’s going …ah?” Your voice is all trembling but the actual surprise came when you realized that you now have a girly voice. It shouldn’t be a surprise if you are now Trixie, but it freaks you out all the same.
“You’re getting out, week’s over.” Your companion growls again.
Getting out? So this was a jail after all? Right now you don’t care, if he’s talking about getting out he’s not going to have his way with you, rape definitely isn’t the first thing you want to do in this body ... wait you don’t want to do anything in this body to begin with!
The moustache unicorn uses a familiar sound by now, familiar enough that you actually shield yourself from incoming pain, but all that happens is the door opening with his magic, he does stare at you trying to cower though, as if he has no idea what got you so spooked.
After making sure no pain was incoming you relax slightly and take a careful step.
Clop.
The sound alone is enough to make you freeze again. This is all wrong. You should be wearing shoes making a small tap sound, not a loud clop!
“Well, what are you waiting for? Unless you want to stay in there I suggest moving your flank!”
Seems your jailor is losing his patience so you quickly take a few more wobbly steppes out of the cell but not before making sure you are pushing back the cringing sounds in your head of the clopping noises your hooves make on this hard floor. After you’re out he uses magic again to close the cell door, this time you do hold your ground but the sound does make you slightly flinch. Jesus what did that mare do to you? You weren’t a hero or anything, but you stood your own in a fight, now you’re flinching from a sound and scared out of your mind from one mean looking stallion?
“Follow.” is all the brown unicorn demands so that’s what you do. Following him into the door he disappeared in you’re actually surprised to see an office of some sorts, missing any kind of actual technology like computers, making sense you guess, if this is supposed to be the Equestria from the show, but still having a few ponies on desks doing all kinds of acts.
You’re quick to notice that they’re all unicorns, and most are in fact using their magic to write stuff down or move objects around, a fact you can tell by their horns having a glow. You briefly wonder if you can do any magic after all but are quickly interrupted when the mean looking stallion stops before a bigger desk with a counter.
Stopping next to him, you see a young orange mare with a spiky looking red mane sitting on the other side of the counter. You don't know whats weirder. The fact she is actually seated like a human, which you still don't understand how they do it as it gave you immense pain trying to stand like one, or the fact that she’s looking up to you with a smile. You’re actually kind of glad that she is though as this guy was giving you the creeps.
“Sunny, Lulamoon is getting out, got her stuff ready?”
It actually takes a few seconds to realize you’re Lulamoon and this mare must be Sunny. Just Sunny or Sunny something you don’t know, but you don’t really care at this point.
“Right here, Sheriff Bright!”
Wow, this mare sure is chipper. With a smile she uses her magic to open a cabinet and remove a bag, must be the bag holding ‘your stuff’. You also heard the name Bright? The hell is up with these names?
Seating the bag on the counter before you with a smile is what the mare does before she goes back to writing stuff down, as if you’re not even there.
“Well, not going to check?” The pony you now know is a sheriff asks you. You want to bring up your hands to open the bag only to realize you still got hooves, so that’s what you do. Very, very clumsily as you still got no actual control over them. You actually notice that the young mare stopped writing to stare at you in confusion and even the sheriff is looking at you oddly again.
“Um, Miss Lulamoon, you can use magic now, only the cells have a magic blocker.” The mare knows as Sunny tells you, instantly explaining why Trixie didn’t escape from her cell in the process.
You briefly wonder what to do, you can’t even use bloody magic, but you thinking telling the truth might get you the furthest …you hope, last thing you want is to be locked up in an insane asylum for ponies, or being jailed again for being a interspecies habiting an equine body.
“I … I can’t use magic.”
You expect them both to do something, yell at you, laugh at you, look at you weirdly or even attack you but all they do is act like nothing is out of the ordinary, what?
“Oh, right, it happens sometimes. They’re quite powerful those magic blockers, so sometimes they temporarily sap the ability to use magic even if you’re not in proximity of them. Don’t you worry though, that will wear of pretty soon!” Sunny tells you in her ever chipper voice.
“Step aside, Lulamoon” Bright growls out again.
Christ, can this guy do nothing else by growl? But you do so anyways only for him to use magic to open the bag. Now that it’s open you check inside only to see an all too familiar hat and cape. Explains why she didn’t have them on in the dream you suppose.
Still clumsy as hell with your hooves you do manage to get out the cape and hat, and with an even clumsier time that might have been up to ten minutes you managed to tie the cape and wear the hat.
You know it’s probably easier to explain the whole situation to them instead of pretending to be Trixie, but fear is a powerful emotion. Besides, you need some time to think this through first, weigh out your options before you go blabbing to everyone that you're actually an alien inside an equine body.
The actual alone time in that cell made you more worried about why you got jailed then the actual body snatching in the end, but now that you’re getting out for whatever crime Trixie did, it’s time to brainstorm this through, as soon as you’re out of this place though.
Your two companions for that matter said nothing during that whole scene, just stared at you, but you can tell that the mare almost feels sympathy for you. The stallion doesn’t care at all though as if he’s thinking you deserve being without magic. What the hell did Trixie do?
Ok, you had enough, you need some answers, and you need them now.
With as much a force that you can muster you wanted to demand why you got jailed, unfortunately all you managed to do was briefly squeak something out that may or may not have been the word jailed, either that or failed.
“Can you repeat that, Miss Lulamoon?” Sunny asks you.
With a sigh you take a deep breath to try to calm yourself and ask again.
“Why was I jailed?”
“Don’t try to act like you don’t know!” Bright growls again.
“N…No really, I don’t!”
“Playing the poor victim huh? But fine if you want to play games. You still owed quite a debt to the Chance Palace, over seven thousand bits to be exact.”
What the hell kind of name is the Chance Palace? Sounds like a gambling place if you amount that money to the story. You have no way of knowing if that is allot of money or not, but if it was bad enough for you, or rather Trixie to get jailed for a week it must have been.
Ok, so Trixie must have been in debt with a gambling den. That does worry you even more though. You might be out of jail but what if the owners of the place want to get even with you? Brief daydreams of getting beaten up or worse come to mind but you quickly shake those away. You still go no clue where you are after all so you better find out.
“And where are we?”
Bright and Sunny take a look at each other, as if they’re for the first time actually concerned for you. Sunny, for her part, actually asks you.
“Are you sure you are ok, Miss Lulamoon?”
The worry on her face is so sincere you actually feel happy for a small moment, the first time you felt anything other than fear, worry or the need to burst out crying.
“Yes … just a bit woozy, guess I slept too much.” The voice in the back of your head screams at you to tell them the truth, that you’re not a pony at all but a human trapped in this body, but fear hold that back. You’ve no way of knowing how they will react. At best they’ll laugh at you thinking you’re fabricating a story. And with your current body fabricating stories seem like all she did, least in the show. Ugh, why couldn’t you be another pony, like Lyra or Derpy? Heck, even a nameless background, as long as she was liked by the others.
Just your luck you got the one that caused loads of trouble through Equestria and most likely doesn’t even have a friend in this world.
“Canterlot, Miss Lulamoon” Sunny finally tells you.
Wait Canterlot? Why the hell were you in such a rundown cell if this is Canterlot?
“Remember Lulamoon, you’re fine as long as you stay out of Las Pegasus, but if you come anywhere near that city you’re going right back in there!” He makes his point clear by using a foreleg to direct your view back at the cell. Well, least you’re somewhat safe if you don’t go to that place, not that you have any plans on doing that anyways. Right now, you need to somehow get back in touch with Trixie, or you, or …this is confusing, but you need your own body back!
You honestly have no idea what to do or where to go from here but lucky for you the sheriff seems to help you out without even having to ask him.
“Sunny, I still got work to do, can you bring Lulamoon to her trailer?”
“Consider it done!”
This mare seriously is the most chipper pers … pony you have ever met. You can’t help but wonder if most of these ponies are this chipper, they sure seemed like it in the show.
Sunny does her job though, and before long you’re following her out of the building to see …oh wow. This is Gorgeous! Canterlot seemed decent in the cartoon, but seeing in in reality, it’s just amazing, also a hell of a lot bigger then the show gives it credit. It seems to be built in various plateaus, yours being the lowest one. You can see the palace in the distance on the highest plateau but it looks miles away from here. Towards your left you notice allot of white looking building and even the train tracks, and further up on the higher platform you actually see a few airships docking and leaving. The right side seems even more bursting with building after building of the purest white, as if it got painted just today.
“It looks great from here, doesn’t it?”
Seems Sunny noticed you staring but all you can do is nod, you can only take in so much at once.
After a few seconds Sunny moves again, you better follow her to your trailer or whatever, least you got a place to sleep now.
You do notice as you follow her that this place in Canterlot looks so run down, almost as if Canterlot had its own tiny ghetto. You sure as hell don’t remember this from the show.
“Ah, excuse me but … why is this place such a dump compared to the rest?”
Ok, that was definitely not the best way to ask a question, but your mind is still in overtime. Thinking to form a nice sentence is too much right now. You do hope you didn’t offend this mare though as that would be yet another thing to deal with right now.
Sunny doesn’t seem to mind though and actually smiles at you.
“This is the lower quarters of Canterlot, where the poor and commoners life.”
That’s … wow, actually dark, the show makes this world seem so nice, but your initial idea of ghetto was right it seems.
Going in the alleyway between some bad looking apartment block and what you now suspect is a sheriff’s department you see Trixie’s, or rather now your trailer at the end.
“Well, here it is, still as nice as it was before that nasty business!”
You do got to admit this trailer looks well taken care of, a fact you’re all too glad for, if this is supposed to be your house you rather have a nice looking home, least it looks a hell of a lot better than the rest of this ghetto like zone.
“Miss Lulamoon?”
Sunny all of the sudden speaking to you actually startles you, as if you had already forgotten she was there.
“Yes?” you manage to squeek out.
“Sherriff Bright might seem mean and nasty, but he means well, he’s actually a fan of your show! So am I for that matter.”
That’s …well nice you guess? How are you supposed to respond to that? You had actually forgotten your body snatcher did magic shows. Seems she’s rather good at them though if she has fans.
“Oh, it’s always nice to meet a fan.” You stammer out hoping she buys it,
Seems she did though as that smile she had all this time is getting even brighter, seriously this pony seems like the type that would befriend anyone at the spot, or talking to you at random while you’re doing grocery shopping as if you were old friends. You used to hate people like that, but for some reason you can’t hate this pony, she’s too goddamn nice.
“Stay out of trouble now, Miss Lulamoon.”
She says it in such a way that it can’t be taken as anything else then a joke, but it wreaks havoc on your already overworking mind anyways. If only she knew!
Sunny turns and walks away but you shout out for her to wait all the same.
She, for her part, stops and turns about and with an ever chipper voice asks you if you need anything else. Why did you do that? You can’t tell her the truth, not without making you sound like a loony. But you need to do something, she’s staring at you and you can tell that smile is slightly dropping. Whenever that’s concern for you, or her figuring something out you don’t know, but you rather not find out.
“Ah…uh, thanks, Sunny… Um, I didn’t get your last name?”
Oh god, what the hell kind of cover up was that? There is no way she’ll buy this!
“It’s Sunny Law, Miss Lulamoon.”
She makes her point by showing you her flank, and for the first time you actually notice a cutiemark, hers is a sun with a badge inside. Talk about a literal show and tell here. None the less you’re glad enough she did buy your ever so stupid question. You can’t help but turn your head slightly to look at your own cutiemark. It just looks weird to you, like a branding of some sorts but you’re fascinated by it all the same.
Sunny Law actually breaks you from your staring content at your own flank by asking you once more if you need anything else but this time you tell her a polite no and let her walk away.
This means you’re finally alone and with another look to the Canterlot castle you ask yourself one thing.
Here you are. Just released from jail in a body that’s not even your own. In a world that’s not even your own and you haven’t got the faintest idea on what to do or where to go next.
You need to somehow get in contact with Trixie, force her to undo all this. But considering you can’t even do magic, which to the best of your knowledge is the only way to even get ahold of her, it seems that you’ll be stuck like this for at least awhile longer.
The next logical step would be to go to someone …somepony else for help then, but who should you even go to?
Was Trixie always this powerful to begin with? You assume that snatching a body and swapping souls is at a very high magic level, not something just any unicorn can pull off. Trixie in the show seemed a slacker at best. Sure, she did some amazing magic in Magic Duel, but that was that entire alicorn amulet’s doing. So, how come she managed to use such, at least in your mind, powerful magic?
If this was indeed done by a powerful unicorn you’ll need to at least find somepony equally or more powerful to undo this mess. You are in Canterlot though, so maybe Celestia?
It seems the most likely choice. It’s relatively close, and even with your new body you could probably make it to the palace in an hour, maybe two considering you’re still a bit wobbly walking on hooves.
The hell would you tell her though? That you’re a being coming from a planet with is infested by violence and greed, and that you just happen to agree to switching bodies with one of her ponies because you thought it was all a dream? Even if you leave out all details from Earth and make up this grand fabricated story that your planet is like heaven, you got the distinct feeling that she’d find out you’re feeding her lies right away. You hate to admit it, but you have the worst poker face.
And that’s the best case scenario. Thoughts of Celestia shouting that she won’t allow another being coming from a world filled with chaos and mayhem in Equestria comes to mind. For all you know, she thinks you’re some second Discord who’s come to bring Armageddon upon the place! If she banished her own sister to the moon for a thousand years, what chance do you have? Your namesake most likely already got a criminal record to begin with so that’s not helping either.
That’s assuming you even get to talk to her. If the royal sisters are anything like the monarchs back on Earth, you’re not getting anywhere near them unless you’re some really important being like royalty or incredible rich.
Ugh, why couldn’t Trixie be friends with the mane six? They could easily fix this mess and …
Wait Twilight! That’s it! Why didn’t you think of that before? If anyone can fix this whole mess it’s got to be that purple egghead! The fact you can even meet the mane six is an added bonus. Pony body or not, the inner fan in you can’t help but get giddy at being able to meet them.
With a destination in mind, namely Ponyville, you still got another issue. How in the world are you supposed to move this thing? You doubt Trixie is strong enough to carry this trailer all the way from town to town, so that leaves the only logical answer for anything else in this world, that being magic. Something you don’t have at all.
No other choice but to get on this thing first. Maybe there is a driving mechanism of some sorts? They never actually showed just how Trixie got into Ponyville.
To your utter dismay you find out that there aren’t even any steps to get on this thing. How in the heck did she get on this? Climb?
You sigh, as you realize that’s what you have to do.
Getting up there proofs to be even more difficult as you suspected. Trying to get up there by using your front legs while you’re bend in a forty-five angle is proving to be quite allot harder then you’d hoped but you’re glad enough this angle isn’t painful in the least in this body.
You’re also quite glad this alleyway looks deserted because other ponies would for sure know something is wrong with this.
Even if they’d come up to you and ask if you needed help, it still would be hard enough to explain that you can’t climb your own trailer. They might think you’re hurt and drag you off to some clinic and lord knows what would happen then?
After another painful struggle which felt like hours but was most likely ten minutes at best you managed to crawl on there. You can’t help but get annoyed. If you were still a human you could have easily done that. Heck, at that height you could have just jumped on it. Damn this tiny body!
That was exhausting though. You didn’t exactly have the best condition in the world but your old self wouldn’t be knocked out from a bit of exercise.
Either Trixie was one lazy pony, fat by pony standards or you’re just too damn clumsy in this body. A final thought does come to you, that with this unicorn body, your body snatcher might have been using magic for absolutely everything. Meaning this body just isn’t used to manual labor of any kinds. Great, that’s yet another problem you have to take to mind.
Resting a bit, because screw this tired body, you do come to realize that there is no steering contraption that you had hoped there would be. The only thing actually present is a set of reins which just adds to your confusion. Did Trixie hire ponies to bring her from place to place?
Yeah, that seems unlikely. But still, why reins? You really, really doubt she does carry her own trailer from place to place, and considering you just experienced yourself how weak this body actually is in terms of strength, it just doesn’t seem psychically possible.
So, that really does mean magic is the answer. What, she conjures some equines to carry her trailer for her?
Annoyance fills you as you swat at the reins as if that would somehow make it move…only you’re shocked that the trailer actually moved a tiny bit?
“…”
What?
It feels like slow motion as you extend your front hoofs to the reins but you are indeed shocked that once you grab ahold of them the trailer slightly moved again.
No really, what?
You almost can’t make sense of this. Here you are, on a trailer, and all you have to do is work some reins to make it move? This world really makes no sense to you at all.
Testing the reins a bit more you’re quick to realize it works like a joystick of some sorts. Pulling the reins towards you makes it move forward and letting them slack slows it down.
You’re honestly glad you don’t have to abandon this trailer and walk all the way to Ponyville. Sure, it looks tiny, and most likely only has a bed of some sorts, but it has a roof and walls, more then you need for sleep and safety.
That makes you hold again.
…Safety?
Images of manticore and timberwolves come to mind. Oh god, you totally forgot this world has all these mystical beasts!
No, relax! Those things are only in the Everfree forest. As long as you stay clear from that you’ll be fine.
Though that does bring up another problem, how the hell are you supposed to get to Ponyville from here?
The train seems the most logical way as that does seem how the mane six always get to Canterlot but taking a brief glance at your mobile home makes you realize you aren’t getting that thing on a train in one piece. Unless magic can somehow shrink this thing, which might actually be possible considering everything else so far, you need to find another way.
Those airships you spotted earlier? They do seem awfully close to the castle so they’re most likely only for military transportation that leads to far and dangerous places in this world.
Well, damn. Now what?
You might as well move away from this alley before Sunny or some other pony still finds you here. You rather not have them become suspicious of you.
Grabbing the reins again is allot easier this time, and you soon find yourself traveling through this ghetto towards a higher plateau, the one that seems to be where the middle class inhabits Canterlot.
You soon find yourself traveling a long street filled with shops, houses and tiny restaurants, but the thing that fills you with curiosity is that you finally get a good long look at entire rows of ponies or to be more precise unicorns. You still haven’t seen a pegasus or earth pony. Canterlot or not, you’d have at least thought you would have seen one of either by now.
It’s still quite weird to you though. Here you are, traveling in a miniature horse capital while you’re now a miniature horse yourself. If someone told you this would happen a week ago, you’d have asked him to share that weed he was smoking. Yet here you are.
Most of these ponies pay you little to no attention though. An act you’re rather glad for. Better to keep a low profile till you reach Ponyville and hopefully there this entire mess can be undone so you can go back to your old life. It may not be the best, but it’s still yours!
Going further down this street proves that you have no freaking idea where what is though. You don’t even know the way through Canterlot itself, how are you supposed to get to Ponyville?
Only one way to do that, ask some of these ponies.
You do spot a patrol of four guards walking towards you, so why not try them?
As they come closer though, you can’t help but notice that they’re exactly the same. Wow, you always thought the animators got lazy and just copy pasted those guards but these guys are the exact same from snout to tail. So what, Quadruplets? Clones?
Frankly; you don’t care at this point, you got your own mess to deal with, and they’re almost past you! Speak now, wonder about magical clones later!
“Um, excuse me but …”
You can’t help but trail off. The moment you spoke they all stopped and stared at you. Those stares give you the creeps! You get it, they’re guards and all so they got to look menacing but with this entire mess that’s the last thing you need.
They do nothing though, just stare at you. Better don’t leave them standing before they detain you for some reason or the other!
“Could you tell me the way to Ponyville please?”
You’re honestly shocked when the first of the guards actually smiles at you, as if his look did a complete opposite in the split second between staring at you and you asking him directions.
“Sure thing Miss. Just keep going ahead and when you reach the end go right. You should find the way out of Canterlot there, you can’t miss it.”
He actually waves you goodbye as he and the rest of the squad start to walk away.
“Ah …thank you.”
The term flabbergasted comes to mind, that’s what you nearly did there. If all these ponies are nice enough, maybe you really should give Celestia another thought?
Nah! You rather try Twilight and the rest of the mane six.
You decide to go straight ahead like the guard told you and hope you can find this road he talked about. Sure enough at the end you can go left or right, the straight ahead path actually being the mountain sealing that way off, so you turn right and go that way.
As you arrive at your destination you do stop a bit to admire it. Whatever you were expecting, it sure wasn’t this! An entire road has been cut straight through the mountain and you can tell it runs downhill. You do notice there is allot of security in the form of guard ponies though, which puts you slightly on edge again.
With a gulp you go inside the mountain path but besides glaring at you they do nothing. Once you’re inside though you can’t help but admire it again. It’s big, too big for a tiny road, almost as if it was an actual highway sized path. It even has glowing lanterns, magic most likely, but it lights up the place all the same. Going forward you’re quick to notice the road keeps turning and twisting in a spiral like form going downwards. You get it! It goes all the way down to the base of the mountain.
But still, whenever you reach another lower part there is a guard’s booth actually cut inside the mountain. This can’t be normal security right? You had no idea Canterlot was this well-guarded, or even had the need for it but you suppose having changelings invade has upped it loads.
It feels like hours and most likely has been as you’re not exactly going fast on this thing but by the tenth turn you can see light in the distance. The end of the tunnel must be close! Still, you saw very little traffic, if you can call it that, throughout this path. You assume most ponies visit Canterlot by train but then again, this does look new. By far the most ponies you saw were guards inside those booths. You did peek inside one and noticed a group of them playing some sort of card game so you can’t exactly say the security is that strict but every other booth did have the typical same looking guard looking stern at everything even remotely coming close.
The strangest was this final part though. While the rest of the mountain road looked nice and smoothly made, this section looks damaged and cracked. Not bad enough that you fear it might collapse but still not nice looking at all. It almost seems as if they got lazy and just used dynamite to finish the job.
The security seems tighter here as well as you notice a small squad present here doing something to the pony trying to enter on the other side. Getting closer you notice he’s being hit by a light source? It looks like a scan of some sorts. You’re actually too focused on that pony that you actually yelp in surprise when the same thing happens to you. The guard holding a weird looking orb, which you assume is the source of this scan like thing, instantly eyes you. You recognize that look! It’s one of wary trying to confirm if you’re a threat!
Oh crap!
Just relax. He has no way of knowing. Just play innocent and work your way through this.
“Is something wrong, officer?”
The moment you ask it, you wonder if a guard even qualifies as an officer, but all he does is use that orb thingy on you while his stern look slightly relaxes. Good, you got him of your back!
“Just doing the usual safety procedures miss, we can’t be too safe these days”
No seriously, was this place always on such high alert? You never saw any of this on the show.
“Oh, any reason?”
You are an idiot! It slipped from your mind before you realized it, but straight up curiously got the better of you it seems.
The guard does look at you wary again, but the orb makes a small ping song at that moment and he relaxes before putting it away.
“Past events and all not enough for you, miss?”
What past events? Something must have happened, but right now you don’t care too much. You are about two seconds from screwing this up and being detained. You need to get out of here!
“Oh, right, how silly of me.”
That’s the best you got? My god, you need to work on this. He does seem to leave you alone and goes to the pony coming behind you, meaning you somehow passed whatever the scan did.
Worry about that later, move now!
And that’s exactly what you do. As you travel away from Canterlot you can’t help but think about what that was all about. You also reflect on today’s near mishaps about outing yourself as a fake. Can you even consider yourself a fake? You are definitely in a pony body so even if you act weird they can’t know what happened or what you truly are. Still, maybe it would be better to pretend that you are the actual Trixie for now till you reach Ponyville? You never know who or what you might run across to next.
But it seems nothing is using this path at all. You’re actually worried you’re not going the right way but it seems to be the only path, the rest being open fields or woods. The path also seems new, and just like the tunnel, besides that one part near the exit, well taken care off.
As you travel you notice the sun and you come to realize that’s actually Celestia controlling it. It boggles your mind how a being the size of a horse can control something as big as an actual sun. Then again, a tinier version switched bodies with yours and you’re now an actual talking pony.
You soon find yourself on a crossroad but luckily for you there are signposts showing you which direction leads to where. Ponyville seems to be straight ahead so that’s the road you’re taking.
You’re soon faced with a problem though. The sun is now going down rapidly, definitely faster than the sun on Earth ever did.
You doubt it’s a good idea to walk into Ponyville after dark. Twilight will most likely still be awake but explaining all this to her might be better when she’s fresh, not all tired from an entire day of whatever ponies do when this world doesn’t need saving.
And that’s when you feel another few issues coming over you. An entire day of being on edge out of fear of what happened to you, bustling with adrenaline hoping you don’t get caught and as much as you hate to admit it, even a tad excited with this world, now all come crashing down on you hard.
You’re tired, exhausted even. That dreamlike state the entire week gave you little rest to begin with and you got little actual sleep in that cell.
Your stomach also makes it clear that you need food, badly. And that worries you again. What can you eat now, vegetables and plants? No way are you going to eat a plant, no matter how hungry you are. But you doubt these hoofs can make something like a sandwich without the use of magic. Dumb body!
But there is an even bigger issue, one you don’t even want to have but it is there all the same.
You need to use the bathroom. A thought that makes you so scared you can’t help but speak out loud.
Do you go right here, in the open? Maybe you should go to those woods and do your business there?
How would that even work as a pony? It’s not like you can hold onto a male appendage to go.
You seriously don’t know which is worse. The fact you’re experiencing that you need to pee as a pony or as a girl.
Maybe there is a toilet of some sorts inside your mobile home? Do ponies even have toilets?
There is nothing else to do but to find out. Parking your cart slightly off the road, you hop on down and move to the back where the door is located.
But that brings up yet another problem. It has a lock.
“Are you kidding me?”
You can’t help but speak out loud again. Trixie really shafted you. Do you even have a key? Is this some sort of magical lock?
Taking a closer look does show you it’s a typical lock, so there must be a key somewhere. It better not be back at that sheriff’s department.
That little debate you had just now meant you missed the sun setting and the moon rising but once you notice it, you can’t help but stare. You can actually see stars and constellations forming right before your very eyes. You got to admit that it looks really cool and you’re once again reminded that another horse sized being is the responsible party for all this.
Shaking yourself from the scene you go right back at the issue at hand, or should that be hoof? There wasn’t a key in that bag back in Canterlot so it must be here somewhere. You briefly wonder if ponies, like humans keep keys in their clothes but all you have on is a hat and cape. Maybe there is a hidden section in that hat where she keeps her key?
Taking the hat off and holding it in your hooves is going rather smoothly. You must be getting used to this body somewhat. Looking inside gives you no hope though as there isn’t a hidden compartment that you can see. You sigh, this isn’t going well.
You might as well go by touch. Maybe it’s just not visible to the naked eye?
Putting a hoof slightly inside the hat to touch around is proving fruitless. Maybe it’s at the bottom of the hat?
Going slightly deeper puts you in for quite a surprise. Your hoof actually goes through to what looks like a rift of some sorts inside the hat, almost as if something disturbed water.
Once again you can’t believe what you are seeing but it’s happening all the same. You do feel something inside this rift like place. It’s too big to be a key, but it might be helpful all the same.
Trying to grab something by using one hoof is proving to be hard but after a few tries you can somewhat hold onto whatever this is. Pulling your hoof back with the item is rather spectacular to see all on its own cause you definitely know you’re not actually inside the hat’s bottom. A fact you know for sure because this thing is too big for that to be possible. The item in question however proves to be rather useless to you as it’s just a bouquet of flowers. Curses! Must be some prop for Trixie’s magic show.
Still, if something like a bouquet of flowers can fit inside that hat, maybe there is more?
The next few minutes prove to be highly entertaining as you grab and pull various items from the hat. Santa’s bag got nothing on this! So far you pulled out an empty jar, a hairbrush, a set of cards, a rather thick book that seems to be an encyclopedia of some sorts, a framed picture of Trixie herself, some tiny flags and a map of Equestria. Most of these things must be used for her show or traveling.
No key though. Oh well, nothing to do but keep trying. The next item you grab hold of feels large again so that’s no key either. Still, this has been highly entertaining and it’s quite a thrill to see what item will appear this time. With a quick yank it appears and …
Oh.
Oh no.
You did not expect this!
“…”
Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!
You are currently, in your hoof, holding a very large purple horse shaped dildo. Oh god, why? What did you do to deserve this? Does that mean Trixie just walks around while inside her hat there is a tool she uses to pleasure herself?
Your mind is racing a minute with all kinds of possibilities but they all come crashing down when you realize you’re still holding it! Letting out another gross, you drop the foul item to the floor.
Taking a moment to collect yourself you actually wonder if you should just sleep and go to the bathroom right here but your stomach reminds you once again that you’re hungry.
With a sigh you go back in to try again but it seems whatever deity is watching over you has decided you had enough misery for one day. You can almost cry from happiness when you pull out a key. This better be the right one or this would be one very sick joke.
Putting the key in and trying to turn it with a hoof is proving to be quite a challenge but the sound of a door unlocking was worth all of this mess.
Nothing could prepare you for this though. You almost found that line silly in doctor who but this thing really is bigger from the inside. It’s at least ten times as big as the actual trailer and you can still see two more doors. You actually blink a few times to make sure you’re actually seeing this right and aren’t just delirious from hunger.
But it is all there. You’re actually jealous. Not only does this look bigger then your shitty place back home but everything looks luxurious. It has a living quarters and a kitchen all in one but everything looks brand new. Is this why Trixie gambled? Was she always this well-off?
Ugh, no point in wondering. You need to take care of stuff.
Taking a moment to collect all the stuff you pulled out before and putting them back inside the hat, excluding that purple…ugh, that thing can stay out! You finally step inside and close the door. Wasting no time you dash to the kitchen to find a bowl of fruit filled with apples and oranges. Eh, it’s not the best thing you hoped for but you’re starving. Taking a bite from the apple provides you with another shock though. Oh my god, this apple is the best apple ever! Either Equestrian apples are a hundred times tastier then Earth ones or your body’s taste buds just let you think that. Either way, this is good!
In no time you’ve eaten five apples till there is nothing left but a tiny core. From the corner of your eye you see a trashcan of some sorts and you’re glad when you notice it has a step to open the lit. Taking the cores and trying to open the trashcan is once again a challenge but you manage to make it work without dropping anything. You’re in for yet another surprise when you drop the cores in the trash though. They actually disappear before your very eyes with a pink glow and accompanied by a very familiar sound. You wonder if this is another rift like dimension like your hat. Maybe it teleports stuff to a waste field? You hope it doesn’t teleport to some poor pony’s property. It is Trixie after all.
Turning around you’re glad to see a sink. You’re parched. If that means drinking water from a sink then you’re fine with that. Opening the tap you latch onto the flowing cold water and once again you’re somewhat surprised this tastes good. Sink water back on Earth was rather gross. Only good to wash dishes with, but this really is good. In no time you’ve drank till you’re satisfied.
Turning off the tap you briefly wonder about those cores again, but you quickly realize you just don’t care right now. You still got two more things to take care of. You see nether a bed or a toilet so you hope the other two doors lead to both.
You decide to try the left door first. Opening it reveals a bathroom which you’re honestly glad for. You really don’t want to go into the open. Who knows what’s inside those woods.
This bath is huge though, almost like a Jacuzzi. Heck, you could be lying down in there as a human and still have room for two more people. Goddamn, Trixie must be rich. Why the hell was she in debt with a gambling den then?
Oh well, worry about that later. You need to go, badly. You do find a toilet in the form of a squatting version. Not what you had hoped, but you suppose with these bodies it’s allot easier than the traditional ones that you are used to.
You hate this though. You’re used to standing. Not hovering over a toilet to go about your business.
You remind yourself to lift your tail and go about your business. It’s still freaky as hell to you, so you reminisce about past events such as your childhood, middle and high school, first job, ex-girlfriend.
It’s sad to admit but none of those things meant much to you in the long run. You hated school, you hated that job and your ex and you broke up on rather bad terms. Still, it managed to distract you enough that you managed to finish without thinking about it too much.
You briefly wonder if there is a button to flush but just like the trashcan it seems to work on its own. You give up. It’s magic, you don’t have to explain shit nor do you care at this point.
Leaving the bathroom you find yourself in the living quarters again. It’s time for the last door.
You expected it would be, but once you open this one you find yourself in a decent sized bedroom. Seriously, this entire trailer houses a small mansion it seems, and you know it still has a stage in here somewhere.
There is a big standing mirror to your right and for the first time since this whole mess started, you can take a good long look at yourself. Your tail is slightly ruffled and removing the hat and cape shows the same deal for your mane. Spending a week in a cell must be the reason why.
But you got to admit you look…cute. Your human body wasn’t the best looking. Average in any way but having this pony body you can’t help but to find yourself cute. You hate this. You shouldn’t be thinking that! But it’s true all the same.
Hmm, wait! Maybe this is a magic mirror of some sorts? You try to put a hoof in the mirror hoping to find it ripple like a portal but all you do is slap your hoof against glass. Ouch.
With a sigh that it’s just an ordinary mirror, you remove the hat and cape you were still wearing and drop it on a small table next to it.
Taking a look around you find a big wardrobe, a few smaller cabinets and a king sized bed. It’s all high class stuff though. Once again, you wonder how Trixie got all this. Was she this rich? Did she steal all this? Conjure it up? Ugh, you need sleep! The details are off little concern to you right now.
You get on the bed and, oh wow. This feels amazing. Maybe it’s because you’re tired, but the feel of your fur on the silken sheets feel so good. This is so comfortable that you actually get jealous of this bed compared to your old crappy thing. Getting under the sheets is quite relaxing on its own. You should save up for one of these back home! You close your eyes to try to sleep.
***
It has been ten minutes, but you still can’t fall asleep. You’re tired, but your mind can’t let go. Constant worries go through your mind. Not just for your sake, but for your body’s. What is Trixie doing with yours right now? If she’s half as bad as she is as a pony, you might be in jail by the time you go back to your world. What if your place is gone? You were due to pay rent soon.
Ugh, this isn’t helping you sleep. Maybe you should look around a bit?
Getting up, you walk to the wardrobe. Ponies wear little clothes to your knowledge, but this might be interesting anyways. If not, maybe it will tire you out even more; so you just pass out.
Opening the wardrobe you find a few capes and hats. Not the same ones as her trademark set. They look old, must be from older times and considering there is a tiny set the size of a filly proves that point. You do see the black hoodie from Magic duel though. To the right, you see two dresses. One looks average but the other looks really fancy. Must be used for really special occasions you assume as both look brand new. Either that or she just never used them to begin with.
Closing the wardrobe you move to the first cabinet and open the top shelf. Papers, quills and an ink jar are all that’s inside. Nothing interesting to you, so you close that one and open the middle shelf. This one has various posters promoting Trixie’s magic show. Closing that shelf and opening the bottom you find … a sock drawer?
So ponies do wear socks? They look rather cute. A few sets of striped in blue and grey matching her colors. Still, you can’t help but feel this is naughty, like pony lingerie. Goddamn clop images ruining innocent stuff! Well, your fault for watching that stuff to begin with.
Closing the sock drawer, you move to the other cabinet on the other side of the bed. Opening that top shelf got more interesting as you find a weird orange crystal and a think book. It looks like a diary. Maybe there are tips here to undo this mess!
Opening the diary crushes your hopes though. It’s empty, not a page has been written in. There goes that idea. You grab the crystal and take a longer look at it. It’s shaped like an exclamation mark minus the dot. You have no idea what it is used for, but it doesn’t seem to do a thing when you hold it. You had briefly hoped it would be a communication device of some sorts, but maybe it’s just some magical crap like everything else around here.
Another sigh escapes your mouth, this has been rather pointless. Placing the items back in the shelf you close it and open the middle one only to find it empty, great.
You almost don’t bother but you’ve come this far. You might as well check the final shelf. Inside you find another book of some sorts.
Nothing could prepare you for this though. It’s a photo album, so far so good. Until you notice the images. They’re all about Twilight Sparkle. Once again, not that weird, if it wouldn’t be for how she is on these photos. Various candid shots off Twilight showering and doing mundane tasks where she accidently showed off her naughty bits are inside this album. Holy fuck, Trixie is a stalker and a pervert!
You gulp, goddamn. This stuff is golden. Any clopper would pay a very hefty price for these images and probably think it was a really well drawn set or photoshop. If only they knew! Turning the page is even better. You hit the jackpot. You have no idea how Trixie did it, but she somehow managed to take images of Twilight masturbating. Man, if you still had your penis you’d be all over this by now.
A sudden feel does make you halt though. You can feel your tail lifting. It does that on its own? That’s freaky! But you soon realize it did that for a reason. You’re aroused….as a pony…and as a girl.
Nuhu, no, not happening, nope, no way, Jose, never in a million years.
… You can’t help it, this is maddening. You can feel wetness down there. This feels too damn weird!
Just ignore it! Girls aren’t as perverted as guys, right? …You can’t help but glance at the images again. That’s Twilight’s bedroom alright. But she’s definitely getting off, rubbing a hoof on her… How? How the hell did Trixie get this? This looks close to her. As if it was shot right behind the bed. Did she use some sort of magical stealth camera?
You did it involuntary, but you used your muscles down there while admiring the pictures. D…Did you just wink?
You got to admit that felt rather good. Maybe…you should just have a touch? Any guy would get curious right? This is normal…you’re just sating your curiosity.
Spreading your hind legs a bit more you take a closer look. You’re wet alright. Ever so slowly you drag a fore hoof downwards. Over your belly, then stomach and then…oh? Oh, that’s new. Above your privates you can feel two tiny teats.
They feel weird, and you almost get freaked out enough to stop this. But your curiosity wins over weird. Gulping, you inhale a sharp breath as you drag your hoof over your marehood… Ooooohhhh myyyyyyyyyyy goooooood. It was just a tiny touch but it spreads over your entire body. Is this how every girl feels when they masturbate? Goddamn, your penis is nothing to this sensitivity.
M…maybe you should have one more touch. Yes, got to make sure to remember this to sate your curiosity.
You bring your hoof back and start to touch a bit more. You’re clumsy, but that’s to be expected. You’re used to holding something with a hand. Not rubbing a hoof over girly parts.
Still, t…this feels…ummm. Good, so good! You slightly bite your lower lip as you find new ways to get in touch with your new body. Your hoof is getting wet with your own juices, and you’re spreading those all over the fur surrounding your nether regions but you don’t care. You love this!
You feast your eyes on the pictures of Twilight. You actually learn new ways to touch yourself by copying the things she does on those photos, going up and down a few times before starting to go in a circular way.
You should feel aghast at what you’re doing but all you feel is pure pleasure as your little mare brain can only think about getting off. Your winking has returned in involuntary spams. You don’t care how wrong this should be. It makes the act of rubbing yourself so much better and frankly, you’re totally lost in the moment anyways.
You let out a big moan when you rub over a nub. You start to rub even faster when you realize you found your little clitoris. Screw a penis, your new anatomy feels SO much better.
You shut your eyes as you feel yourself getting close. You’re glad you’re alone in your trailer. You could wake the entire of Canterlot with how much you’re moaning right now.
You’re lost in blind ecstasy as you can feel yourself peaking. You can’t help but rethink of those images of Twilight though. Images that quickly become a fantasy of sorts when you imagine Twilight is the one getting you off. Her hovering over your pony body as she trails her hoof over your nether regions while you’re kissing each other.
And that was the final straw. Your entire body is spasming and shaking as it goes bright white behind your closed eyes. You let out a final moan that might as well have been a shriek as you experience the most incredible orgasm in your life.
You drop back on the bed as you’re gasping for air. That felt so good. You’re in a deep afterglow from your climax as you feel yourself falling asleep.
Maybe it isn’t that bad being a girl?
Your eyes fling open when you realize what you just thought. What you just did! You haven’t even been a pony for a day, and you already thought it was nice? What’s wrong with you! You couldn’t even last a day without getting yourself off as one!
This time, you do feel like crying, and while you hold it back, a single tear does escape your eyelid and rolls down your cheek. This is all messed up!
Sleep does finally claim you after an exhausting day. Not the least because of that orgasm that drained the reserves from you.
Unbeknown to you, the shelf that holds the diary and crystal is slightly glowing.
You wake up feeling rather refreshed. Finally, no more weird blurry dreams!
You feel an itch at your head, so you bring up a hand, only to realize you don’t have a hand… Wait!
Memories come flooding in your head about yesterday. Finding out you’re a pony. Being jailed, that weird thing leaving Canterlot with the guard. The magical hat with the endless void, finding out your trailer houses a small mansion, and finally, you getting off as a mare.
You take a glance down to the bed, and sure enough, the photo album is still there, wide open and showing Twilight in all her glory. So, why did Trixie have this? Blackmail material? Seems weird to stalk a pony and capture her most intimate moments for blackmail. Was there another reason? Did Trixie like Twilight? Sure as hell didn’t seem like it in the show.
You still can’t believe you basically clopped in this body though. You like to tell yourself any guy would attempt this sooner or later, but that doesn’t make it any less bad in your mind. Sure, it felt good, and frankly, that orgasm was amazing. The real kicker came after, when you realized for a brief moment during your afterglow you didn’t mind being a girl or a pony.
Nothing will come from feeling down though, so you get up. Closing the album and placing it back from where you got it, that being the bottom shelf of the right cabinet; you take another look at yourself when you pass the standing mirror.
Oh…you need to clean up. Your hoof is mated with dried fur, and your lower body is even worse. Undoubtedly from your, ahem…juices, drying when you fell asleep. Well, might as well try out that bath.
Getting to the bathroom, you first use the squatting toilet again. It’s still a bit weird and you feel shame using it, but you don’t need to distract yourself this time. With any luck, this was the last time you needed to use it anyways.
The bathtub seems to be made for a pony, with touch buttons big enough to work with hoofs. Thank god for that. For a moment you feared that you would need magic to operate it. You missed it the first time, but it got a showerhead as well. Pressing the red button, you soon find lukewarm water flowing from the nozzle so you step under the flow. Even though the water is lukewarm, this is actually quite relaxing. Although trying to stand on your hind legs isn’t working quite well. It doesn’t hurt like before, but it does look like you’re drunk out of your mind, considering you have no balance like this.
It takes a while, but you somehow managed to hold against the wall while the water splashes over you. You do think that you should use a shampoo of some sorts, but how would that even work? You doubt you could hold a shampoo bottle in your hooves. At best you would probably just spill the entire content over yourself, wasting not only an entire bottle of shampoo, but more time as well.
It’s been fifteen minutes but the water remained the same temperature. Once again, you can’t help but get jealous. Your shower back home would have gone cold in five and freezing in ten. Piece of crap it is, just like everything else back home.
You decide you had enough, so you press the red button again. The water soon stops flowing, but now you need to get dry. There are a few more buttons, and one does seem to have an icon for air. You hope this doesn’t do anything weird as you press it.
You have no idea where it’s even coming from, but hot air is blowing all over your body. In no time it dries up your fur, and you don’t even need to use a towel to get dry. This magic business is so confusing, but damn if you’re not enjoying it. You’d kill to get technology half this advanced! Although, you’d probably become a lazy ass from not having to actually use manual labor for the most mundane tasks. Must be why Trixie’s body feels so weak to physical labor.
You press the air button again to stop the flow and making sure you’re cleaned up, you head to the kitchen. There are a few more apples, but you prefer an actual breakfast. What you wouldn’t give, to be able to eat bacon right now. Guess you’re forced to another meal of fruits or vegetables. You wonder if Trixie has some sort of cereal for breakfast. Do ponies eat cereal?
Opening a few shelves, you find bread, still in perfect condition. Well, that’s one thing, but does Trixie have anything to put on it? You try the refrigerator, which once again is proving hard to open with a hoof. You do manage to open it after some struggling. Inside, you find a few bottles of milk, some lettuce and some tomato slices. Not the thing you normally enjoy eating, but it’s better than nothing.
You’re glad the tomatoes are already sliced, as you wouldn’t be able to cut them yourself. Trying to put the lettuce and tomato slices on your bread is hard enough, but you make yourself two sandwiches. They’re not the best looking, considering the lettuce isn’t cut to fit the size of the bread, but you don’t care about that. You take a bite, and once again you find yourself praising the vegetables of this world. In no time, you wolfed down both sandwiches. You go to the sink and drink like that again. Sure, that milk looks tasty, but you rather not drop any and possibly spilling it on the floor and maybe yourself. No need to waste any more time like this. With your thirst parched, you feel it’s time to head to Ponyville.
You go out of your mobile home, only to see that fake purple member still lying there. Oh, right …
You sigh. You can’t leave that thing there. With a rather grossed look, you pick up the item in question, and toss it inside your trailer. Maybe, you should have equipped your hat and cape? But the idea of walking around with a dildo inside your headwear is creepy enough to forgo that plan. Ponies are naked most of the time anyways.
You take a look to the sky, and notice the sun is already high in the sky. Drat, it must already be noon or passed. For the first time, you actually miss technology in the form of your alarm clock. You hated the thing, but right now it would have served its purpose.
You get on the trailer, an act that went a lot smoother this time and set forth on your journey to Ponyville. A small hour later, you can make out the town in the distance. As you get even closer you can see rows and rows of trees in the distance, as well as a red barn that looks awfully familiar. Sweet Apple Acres!
Coming even closer you can see Ponyville in all its glory. In the middle of the town you can spot a tall building, must be their town hall. Spread out to all sized are various houses. Most look the same, but you can make out a red building in the mix. That must be Sugarcube Corner. You can’t help it. You let out a little squeal of excitement. Gosh, that was embarrassing! You also spot a few bridges leading into town, and below those you can make out a lake running around the town. It really looks so peaceful.
You look up and scan the sky. Sure enough, you find a huge cloud cluster in the distance, and looking closer, you can see pegasi flying about. That must be Cloudsville. It seems to be a bit past Ponyville, but it leaves you in awe all the same. Having an actual city in the sky is mindboggling, but considering everything else so far, you might as well accept it.
Snapping out of it, you set about on your journey. You can’t make out Twilight’s house from here, so you might as well enter the town.
Going over one of the bridges, you can’t help but stare at every pony you come across. Oh! Those three are the flower sisters, Lilly, Daisy and Roseluck. And over there, Caramel and Berry Punch! Everywhere you look, you see ponies from the show, and even some you don’t recognize. This is awesome!
You got to hold back a second squeal of excitement, but that quickly fades when you notice they all stopped doing what they were doing and are staring at you. Staring and frowning. That can’t be good. You can see them huddle together and start whispering. Crap, you better move to Twilight’s.
You forgot how unlikable Trixie could be. Her own fault, she did try to take over Ponyville once and nearly destroyed it on another occasion, but that puts you in quite a bad spot.
You hurry through the town, but everywhere you go ponies stare at you, disapproving glares, some even of anger. You try to ignore it as best as you can, but it’s making you nervous.
It takes a while, but once you spotted the big tree in the town, you knew where to go. You’re glad Twilight’s house seems to be somewhat away from other houses. You rather do this without any other ponies present. It will be hard enough explaining all this to just her, no need for a show.
Parking your cart next to Golden Oak library, you stay put on your trailer. You’ve gotten this far, but you realize you have no idea how to go from here. Do you just tell her the truth? What if she wants to study humans, and forced you to stay. She could even lock you up!
Ugh, no. That’s ridiculous. She might be interested for a bit, but she wouldn’t do anything brash. Stop freaking out!
You steady your resolve and jump off your trailer. This is it, a few more minutes and you’re home sweet home!
You knock on the door. Well, more like you basically slamming your hoof against it a few times, but you can hear a voice yelling “coming”. That voice! That’s Spike! You don’t care much about him one way or the other, but it’s still cool to be able to meet him. Gah focus! You’re missing him opening the door.
You take a quick breath, and give him your best smile.
“Hi-”
That’s as far as you go when Spike’s face twists in horror, and slams the door in your muzzle. Stupid little shit!
“What the hell?” not the best response, but screw being nice. That hurt!
“Go away!” Is all the frightened dragon shouts. Great, he’s afraid of you.
Just relax, be nice and play it cool.
“I need to talk to Twilight.”
“Twilight’s not home! She’s at Fluttershy’s.”
You’re about to respond, but you can hear Spike yelling about how stupid he was for telling you that. That’s just great. You barely found this place, Fluttershy lives at the edge of this town if you recall correctly. What the hell are you going to do now?
Wait, as you can’t do much else. You had a hard enough time finding Twilight’s house, and it’s only because this is the only big tree in the town. Fluttershy has a cottage, and you’ve no idea where that even is.
You get back on your trailer, and decide to wait there.
***
Yeah, screw that. It’s been ten minutes, and you’re anxious as can be. You either need to find Twilight or go to Fluttershy’s cottage.
You leave your trailer behind, as you start to walk through Ponyville. You do take a longer look at buildings. They look similar, but each house got its own little touch, such as flower boxes with different types of flowers and plants, different curtains and various decorations. It would remind you of row houses if it wasn’t for the fact that they aren’t attached to each other. You do notice that in one house a pony spots you, and quickly closes her curtains. This is really not going well.
You soon find yourself in an open spot in Ponyville, although it’s filled up with various stands. This must be their market, and since you have nothing better to do, you might as well have a look around.
Various fruit and vegetable vendors are promoting their goods. You recognize that rowdy stallion that tried to rip off Fluttershy with the cherry, as well as the asparagus and tomato vendors. Every time you get close, they eye you though. Great, even these ponies dislike you.
You walk away, but a loose rock you didn’t notice makes you stumble and fall to the ground. Various ponies, who saw you fall, start to laugh. Can this day get any worse?
“You ok there, ma’am?”
That voice, that accent! You turn your head to come face to face with Big Macintosh. Only, from your point of view you can see him in all his glory. Holy molly! You always thought that fanon of him being huge was a stupid trope, but you can’t deny that they were right. It’s not even erect, and it’s already beating a human’s by far. You suddenly feel very naked yourself, when you realize ponies are just walking around showing off their goods. You didn’t pay any attention to it back in Canterlot, what with all the surprises coming your way, but you really miss your cape and hat right now. They’d at least provide some modesty.
You’re still staring at Big Macintosh his junk, bur he coughs once as he brings his hoof to yours. Stop staring, idiot!
You grab his hoof and he lifts you with ease to get you back on your hooves. Damn, is he ever strong! You do notice him blushing. Crap, he must have noticed you staring.
“Um, thank you.”
“You’re welcome, ma’am.”
He still got a slight blush on his face, but a voice makes you both turn to the direction it came from. This is it. That’s one voice you definitely recognize. You’re about to meet one of the mane six!
“Y’all ok there?”
You can see her approach with that yellow mane, slightly blowing from the wind. On her head is the old trusty stetson she always wears. Her orange coat looking every bit well groomed. It’s not a color you normally like, but she makes it work somehow. It’s time to meet Applejack!
“Don’t you pay dem dere ponies any attention, they don rightly know how wrong ‘tis to laugh-“
Applejack was smiling when she was approaching, but when she took a long look at you she stopped right in her track, the smile dropping from her face in an instance. That doesn’t bode well. Your fears are confirmed when her face twists to anger.
“YOU!”
Well, shit.
“Whaddya doin’here? Come to cause more trouble?”
You honestly feel a bit scared. She looks menacing when she’s angry.
“I…I need to see Twilight-“
“Ah bet you’re trying to stir up something fierce again, aren’t you! Well, I ain’t gonna step aside and let you make trouble around dem here parts, you hear!”
You try your best to try to explain to her that you’re not here to cause trouble, but you’re not exactly succeeding.
“You don’t understand, I’m not here-“
“Git out!” Applejack yells at you, interrupting your plea.
“But-“
“I said git!”
You can’t help it, but when she moved a bit closer to you, fear came over you. You ran away from the market even though you did nothing wrong. You actually feel like crying again. Here you are, living any brony’s dream, and all you got going for it was the worst experience ever. Who’d have thought Applejack could get so mean. You can’t deny that she shouldn’t have her reasons, what with has transpired in this town before. Trixie did humiliate her and made her work as a slave, but it still comes as a surprise for you. This actually puts you in quite the predicament. What if Twilight responds in a similar way?
You’re lost deep in thoughts, but you get the scare of a lifetime when your vision suddenly fills up with pink. Good god! Where did that appear from?
“Hi!”
A cheery voice is the response to your thoughts. Pinkie Pie! Oh, you hope she doesn’t yell at you too.
“H- Hello?”
A weak response is all you can offer in return. Sheehs, that meeting with Applejack earlier is really sitting badly with you.
“Aww, what’s wrong? Well, don’t you worry, I’m Pinkie Pie and I’m going to cheer you right up!”
She says with a smile as she starts to bounce right in front of you, and for the first time you get a good look at her. She’s every bit like the show, down to the poofy mane and tail. Still, doesn’t she remember you?
“Um…It’s me, Trixie?”
You don’t really know why you said that, but it slipped from your tongue before you thought it through. You get a second fright when Pinkie lunges right into your face and stares deeply into your eyes.
“You sure about that?”
What? Does she know?
“Yes?” is your weak response. You don’t know why, but for some reason you feel it’s better to lie to her.
Pinkie, for her part, just stares even deeper, as if she’s trying to stare right into your soul. This is honestly scarier than the thing with Applejack.
“Do you have a twin sister?”
“No…”
“You absolutely, positively sure?”
Ugh, this mare is driving you crazy!
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Oh, alrighty then.”
Her suddenly backing down and smiling at you, is honestly the weirdest thing you have experienced in this world so far. This is more than an overdosed pony high on sugar and caffeine that the fandom makes her out to be. She’s like borderline creepy, and every fiber of your being is standing on edge out of fear for her.
You’re honestly afraid to ask, but your curiosity is driving you forward into doing it anyways.
“Why did you think I have a twin?”
“I knew a new pony was coming into town, but when I spotted you, I thought I saw you before, and then I remember you’re that meaniepants unicorn, but you don’t feel like her, so I said to myself, Pinkie, that can’t be that pony, cause she looks different than her, but then you said you are her, but you feel different, so I wanted to make sure that you are her, but since you say you are her, it must be true.
What. You don’t know what’s worse. The fact she knew you were here, or the fact she said all that without even taking a breath. She’s just standing there smiling at you, as if she hasn’t a care in the world. Wait, did she say she knew you were coming?
“How did you know I was here?”
“Oh that’s easy. I was baking some blueberry muffins for Derpy as I do every afternoon. They’re her favorite you know. I prefer double chocolate chip though, as they give you that extra flavor, they’re so yummy in your tummy! Anyways, as I was saying, I was baking some muffins when all off the sudden my back got itchy, my eye fluttered and my ear flopped. That means I would meet a new friend, so here I am! So, will you be my friend?”
She once again gets in your face, all smiles and less creepiness then before, but you still find it scary. Just say yes, she might stop being weird.
“Sure.”
Never in a million years would you have thought that you would ever regret saying yes to that question, but as soon as the words escaped your lips she grabbed you in a bear hug. This pony doesn’t know the first thing about personal space nor does she realize you’re running out of breath!
Either she did realize it or she can read minds, but she finally lets you go.
“I’m supposed to dash to Dashie.” She starts but stops to giggle at her own silly joke. “But I can’t leave a friend when she’s all sad, especially a new friend!”
Ugh, no. You need her gone before she drives you insane! You give her a little fake smile in the hope that she thinks that she cheered you up, but she stares at you and gets a bit sad.
“Can’t you smile a teensy bit more?”
Your smile gets wider, it’s forced by far, but she seems to cheer right up.
“Come on, just a tad more.”
Oh, for god sake! You flash her the widest smile you can muster. It’s even more forced as hell, and every normal pony should be able to tell instantly, but she gives a weee of joy before she waves her hoof and bounces away.
“See you later, new friend!”
Not if you can help it! This isn’t how you would have envisioned meeting the mane six. So far two out of two have scared you to pieces. Giving up to even try finding Fluttershy’s house, more out of risk for bumping into more ponies than anything else, you walk back to Twilight’s place.
***
It took a while to find your way back, as you’re still not used to this town’s locations, but you find yourself back at Twilight’s house. You kind of wish you didn’t though. The entire mane six is standing there, and they’re all eyeing you. Well, most of them. Pinkie is smiling and waving at you. It honestly makes you happy. That makes one that doesn’t seem angry at you. You can barely make out Fluttershy, as she seems to be hiding behind Rainbow Dash, who you can tell isn’t too pleased to see you either. She looks pissed, but you can’t help but notice that she has a hind leg in a cast. What happened there? Rarity seems indifferent, but still eyes you warily. Applejack is glaring daggers at you. They all pale in comparison when you spot Twilight. You can’t help it, she was your favorite, but she too seems to look at you with some apprehension. She seems taller though, and it takes you a few seconds to spot…wings. Oh, Twilicorn. Your inner debate whenever you like her better with or without wings is cut short as Applejack starts to shout again.
“Ah told y’all she’s back!”
“Hi…” You mutter weakly.
“What are you doing here again?” Rainbow Dash slightly flies towards you. Whatever happened to her leg seems to not hinder her ability to fly. You can’t help but stare, considering it’s the first time you see a pegasus up close. Unfortunately, that doesn’t seem to sit well with her. “If you even try to do something to my wings again, I’ll buck you so hard, you won’t be able to sit for weeks!”
Great, that’s the second time a mane six threatens you, this time it being Rainbow Dash. This is officially the worst meeting you could ever have with them. This much anger towards you seems strange though, didn’t Trixie get off on relatively good terms with them?
“Ah told her to git, but she ain’t listening to a word ah said. Am telling y’all, she’s here for trouble!”
Applejack is still accusing you. You need to nip this in the bud before you get run out of town by them.
“I’m not! I need to speak with Twilight.”
“With me? About what?” You can’t help but stare at Twilight when she spoke. God, if this situation wasn’t all fucked, this would be a dream come true.
So now what, do you just blur it out? Yeah right, with them being so hostile, you’ll have a better chance convincing them you’re insane than them believing you. Even if they do, you’ve no way of knowing how they’ll react. You need the rest of them gone so you can tell Twilight in private. At least she doesn’t seem hostile to you.
“That’s…private.” You mutter weakly.
“Pfff, yeah right! You just want to be alone with Twilight so you can fight her again!” Rainbow Dash is quickly getting on your nerves.
“Aww, don’t be mean to her Dashie, she’s not the same old meaniepants as before.”
You want to hug Pinkie for trying to defend you.
“How do you mean, Pinkie?” Dash asks her.
“She feels different.”
Really, you are going to hug that pony. She might be one creepy pony with no sense of personal space, but right now she’s your hero. At least that’s the idea but for some reason Applejack and Rainbow Dash seem even more wary of you now, glaring at you as if you killed a relative of them.
“What?” You let out when Dash is getting closer and staring at you, checking you out for some reason.
“Are you Trixie?”
Well, you didn’t expect that. Can they tell? Ugh, might as well get this over with. You want to say no, but for whatever reason you can’t. It’s as if every time you try to say the word, it gets stuffed inside your throat. What the hell? Come on, just say it, they’re glaring at you and are getting more anxious. Just say no!
“Yes, of course I am!”
No seriously, what the hell is going on? Why can’t you say the truth? Did that mare put a safety of some sorts on this switch so you can’t rat on her? Whatever it is, Rainbow and the rest don’t look too convinced.
“She ain’t speakin’ about herself all fancy schmansy like she normally does. Am telling y’all, she’s a fake!”
You have no idea what the hell is going on, but the last thing you suspected was for Rainbow Dash to lunge at you and pin you down.
“What the? Let go off me!”
Try as you might, you can’t shake her loose.
“Check her, Twilight!” The cyan pegasus yells at her, while she’s pushing you into the ground.
You really are afraid right now. Whatever is going on, they seem to have gone crazy. Are they going to hurt you? If you live through this, you’re going to smack Trixie for putting you through this hell. This is all wrong! The mane six are supposed to be nice, but right now half of them seem hell bend on nearly killing you or something. What did you do wrong? Did Trixie cause more trouble in Ponyville before she switched with you? Are you going to pay for her crimes? You notice Twilight approaching you, and your breath gets shallow. You can’t help it. You’re terrified of what they’re going to do to you.
“I’m sorry for all this Trixie, but we have to be sure.” Is all Twilight tells you before she uses magic. It seems she teleported or spawned one of those weird orbs in her hoof, and is now pointing it at you. Just as before, back in Canterlot, it starts to hit you with a bright light. You shouldn’t fear this thing, it didn’t do anything last time, but last time you didn’t have a crazy pegasus holding you down. As the scan fades it makes a ping sound, just like the one before.
“She checks out Rainbow, you can let her go.”
But Rainbow Dash isn’t doing any of the sorts. Goddamn crazy mare!
“That can’t be right? Check her again!”
“Darling, if Twilight says she checks out, she checks out.” Rarity finally steps forwards.
“Yeah, let go of me, crazy bitch.”
You had enough of this, panic fades and anger takes over. You’re about two seconds away from punching this mare, hands or no hands.
“I’m telling you, she’s fooling all of you. So Twilight’s thingy isn’t working on her. They must have found a way to fool it. She’s one of them, you know I’m right!”
‘They’? Who the hell are ‘they’?
“Rainbow’s right, y’all. She’s not acting like normal.”
Great, hick pony is backing up the crazy bitch.
“Dashie, you should let her go.” Pinkie hops over to you two, and tries to make Rainbow stop. She’s still not relenting though, stubborn as hell, this one.
“B- But, she’s not herself right? Why isn’t she using magic to make me stop then?”
“BECAUSE I CAN’T, YOU STUPID CUNT!”
You didn’t mean to shout, but your patience has run out. You’ve had the worst two days in your life, and all this isn’t helping. You should have been home again, switched back to normal. Instead this mess happens. Whenever it’s because you shouted or she finally realizes you’re not one of ‘them’, Rainbow Dash finally lets you go. As you get up, you can’t help but notice they’re all staring at you. Applejack and Rainbow Dash still seem a bit upset, but the rest seems to look at you with…pity?
“How do you mean, Trixie?” Twilight steps forward and for the first time you can get a good look at her. She’s a tad taller then you, not by much, and definitely not as big as the other princesses, but she still got a couple of inches on you. The look on her face calms you down instantly though. You can tell, she feels sorry for you, and she somewhat seems to look concerned for you.
Just fabricate some story, get the rest of them to leave, and get Twilight to undo this mess. How hard can it be? You do remind yourself to speak like Trixie usually does, because whatever is putting them on edge seems to be because you’re not acting like regular Trixie.
“Trixie can’t use magic anymore. That’s why she came to see you, Twilight Sparkle.”
God, you hope that is how Trixie talks. Twilight seems to stare at you a bit, before turning to the others as if they’re silently debating what to do with you. That quickly stops when you hear murmurs behind you. It seems you gathered a crowd. Twilight sighs before she tells you to follow her.
“Twi?” And “Twilight?” is what Applejack and Rainbow Dash gasp, as if they can’t believe that she’s trusting you, but with another sigh from her, they let you pass before closely following you.
Entering the house tree, you get to see Golden Oaks library from the inside. It’s big, bigger then the show gave it credit. Most of the inside seems to be holding bookshelves. Most are in order, but there are scattered books here and there. You wouldn’t call it clustered as it’s only on a few places, but it’s not exactly how a regular library would look like. You can make out a staircase leading up, and next to that another one going down. There also seems to be another section behind a door, maybe a living quarters?
That question gets answered when Spike appears from there, and you could briefly spot what seems to be a kitchen.
“Oh, hi girls, did you get rid…“ He falls silent when he spots you “W- What’s she doing here?”
“Yeah, why’d you let her in?” Dash asks.
“Ugh, Trixie can you stay down here please? I need to have a talk with my friends.” Twilight responds before looking at the rest “Girls, Spike, upstairs.”
With some murmuring from some of them, they disappear upstairs.
Well, this is completely fucked. For some reason, they seem to really distrust you. Trixie must have done something, but what? Also, who the hell is ‘they’? Did Trixie work for some group that tried to harm the mane six? Rainbow Dash her leg is in a cast. Did you do that? God, you hope not, or you’re never getting home. What are they doing up there anyways? Are they deciding your fate? For all you know, you might end up back in a cell. You need to get up there and eavesdrop or something! In the worst case scenario, you can just run away before they even realize you’re gone.
You try to make as little sound as possible as you ascend the stairs, not an easy feat considering you got hooves, and are not used to climbing stairs to begin with on them, but you somehow managed to make it work. There are two doors here, and you can hear muffled voices coming from the right. Placing your ear on the door, you start to listen in on their conversation.
“…And ah still ain’t trusting her. She just comes right when things are getting back to normal around here.” You can hear Applejack telling the rest.
“I admit the timing is odd, but she seems to be telling the truth.”
“Twilight, don’t let her fool you! She just wants to humiliate us again. What if she’s working for them? She might be the real deal, but that doesn’t mean she can be trusted.”
“I hardly doubt Trixie would be working for them Rainbow. She’s rude, can be a tad obnoxious, and sure likes to brag about herself, but I don’t think she’s the kind of pony that would step that low. She did apologize to us before.”
“To YOU maybe, she ain’t even given us the time of day. Just ran off, leaving us to clean up her mess around the town. That dere pony is nothing but trouble.”
“Applejack’s right, you guys. What if she’s trying to play the poor victim without any magic, and then when we turn our back, she zaps us all with some weird magic again.”
“Rainbow darling, I do think you’re exaggerating.”
“Am I? What if she makes your hair green again? Or what is she runs you out of town again, Twilight? Or zips Pinkie’s mouth away.”
“That was kinda funny…”
“Spike! Don’t say that”
“Sorry, Twilight.”
“Well, what do you propose we should do with her then, darling?”
“Tell her to get lost obviously. She’s probably faking not being able to use magic anyways.”
“I doubt that, dear. She’s too prideful for that.”
“Whaddya mean Rarity?”
“What Rarity means Applejack, is that it’s highly unlikely that Trixie would be lying about that. You see, for a unicorn magic means everything. Admitting you lost the ability to use it is quite shameful. And considering that unicorn is Trixie, it must have taken a lot of her pride to admit. I really don’t see her humiliating herself, just to fool all of us.”
“Well, fine. Even if she’s telling the truth, who’s to tell she won’t turn against us, the first moment she regains her magic.”
“Rainbow…”
“I’m serious Twilight. She isn’t touching my wings again!”
“Obviously, all this bickering isn’t getting us anywhere darlings. Can I suggest a voting of some sorts?”
“A voting?” you can hear them repeat.
“This concerns all of us right? Six ponies and a baby dragon, seven votes. Majority wins.”
“Fine, I’m voting that she gets lost. You’re with me, right Applejack?”
“Ah ain’t trusting that dere pony one bit. She’s not lying about her magic, ah can tell that. But she’s hiding something. Am voting against her.”
“Hah, that’s two! What do you say, Pinkie?”
“But she seems different Dashie. And she’s my friend now.”
“She’s…what, when did that happen?”
“About half an hour ago.” She responds matter of factly.
“Ugh, fine. What about you, Fluttershy?”
“Oh…um. I um…maybe uh…” You can’t make out any more as she cuts off into squeaking.
“Oh, for the love of. Rarity?”
“I don’t know darling, I admit, she wasn’t exactly the most pleasant pony to be around, but if she comes to us in a time of need, I’d feel bad about forcing her to leave.”
“So that’s two for, two against, and Fluttershy being Fluttershy. That leaves Spike and Twilight.”
“She scares me! I’d rather have that she’s not here.”
“Spike votes against her! That means it’s all up to you, Twilight.”
“I’m sorry Rainbow Dash, but I can’t do something like that. I like to help her in any way that I can. Besides, don’t you think this is a great opportunity?”
“What do you mean, darling?”
“Don’t you think that this is a great way to try to make her nice?”
“That dere pony being nice? Ah sooner eat my hat then that happening.”
“I’m serious Applejack. She kind of reminds me of myself before I met all of you.”
“Wow, wow, wow. You’re NOTHING like her.”
“But I might have been Rainbow. If it wasn’t for princess Celestia taking me under her wing, and then meeting all of you, I might have turned out somewhat like her. Granted, I’m not a bragger like her, but being lonely does terrible things to a pony. Believe me, I know. I don’t think she has any friends, and that’s why she’s always so mean. Maybe if we show her the magic of friendship, she’d be nice from then on? I like to think that at least.”
“Ah don’t like it one bit Twilight, but if that’s what you want, ah’ll respect it.”
“You’re making a big mistake, Twilight!”
Well, it seems most of them are willing to give you the benefit of doubt. You still don’t know why Rainbow Dash and Applejack are so against you, but whoever ‘them’ are, must have shaken them badly. Oh, you better move, you can hear them approaching. You managed to somehow trot downstairs without them having heard you, and you quickly dash near a table filled with books, as if you’ve been waiting there all along.
It doesn’t take long before they all come down. Most of them seem to look at you in a nicer way, but Dash and AJ still lock eyes with you in a menacing way.
“We decided you can stay Trixie. I’ll do everything I can to help you regain your magic.” Twilight steps forward with a smile.
“Oh, thank you! Trixie won’t let you down.” Ugh, all this mushy stuff isn’t something you enjoy, but right now you need to suck it up, and get on their good side.
“Twilight might trust you, but if you even try as much as anything, you’ll be sorry you ever came back.” Rainbow threatens you before she flies off. Applejack doesn’t even say anything, and opens the door before walking off. Fluttershy squeaks out something unintelligible before she goes away too. It’d be cute, if it wasn’t under these circumstances.
“Don’t you worry none, dear. Twilight here will help you regain your magic in no time. As one lady to another, I understand all too well how horrible this must be for you, and know that if there is anything I can do to help, don’t hesitate to ask.”
“Um, thanks Rarity.”
“Oh, you know my name?”
Crap. Don’t blow it now. Work on her ego!
“Oh, of course Trixie knows about Rarity, the fashion designer. You’re all the talk in Canterlot.”
“Oh, my. You hear that girls? I had no idea my fashion was that well known.”
God, you hope you didn’t lay it on too thick there, but she seems to be lost in her own little world. She snaps out of it, and with a, “I have to go work on more clothing.” Rarity too leaves the library. That means only Pinkie and Spike left.
“Oh, I’m so happy you’re staying, my newest bestest friend. Wait, that’s not true. You can’t be my bestest friend yet, because I barely know you. Oh, I hope that doesn’t make you sad. I’m sorry, please don’t be sad. You can be my bestest friend if you want, but then that might make my old bestest friend sad and then I need to cheer her up. Oh, what should I do.”
Random pony sure is random.
“It’s ok, Pinkie Pie. Trixie is happy enough that you’re her friend.”
For the second time today you regret saying that, as she once again grabs you into a bear hug. With another weee she lets go before she yells something about “Got to prepare.”
You look at Spike but all he does is cower.
“I, uh, think I left the oven on in the kitchen!” and with that, he too is gone.
That means you’re finally alone with Twilight. You should tell her the truth, but just as before, it seems the words are held back in your throat. You really can’t rat on Trixie? Are you going to be stuck like this for the entire duration?
You need to calm down. There is no way Trixie can stop you from telling on her, is there? It might be anxiety, fueled with panic from being threatened by Applejack and Rainbow Dash. Just explain to her what happened. She’s a scientist, she’ll believe you!
“Twilight, Trixie got to tell you something.”
“Yes?”
“I… I’m…”
This isn’t working. Why isn’t this working? You’re actually choking on your words. What the hell did Trixie do to you? Is there anything else that won’t work? What the hell? You are so close, just get it out!
“I’m grateful for your help.”
No! That’s not what you want to say! For fuck sakes! You’re so close, and yet so far.
“Oh, don’t worry about it. What kind of pony would I be, if I didn’t help you in your time of need?”
Think! There must be some way to tell her. If you can’t say it, maybe you can write it down? How the hell are you supposed to write something down with a hoof though? How did Twilight write stuff down again? Oh, right, magic or making Spike do it for her. Considering you can’t say it to begin with, that drops Spike of that list. It was a stupid lie you made up to get alone with Twilight, but maybe she can teach you magic? You just need levitation, how hard could it be to get that down? Ok, new plan. Suck up to Twilight, earn her trust and learn magic.
“So, Twilight Sparkle. How long do you think it will take for Trixie to regain her magic?”
“Well, that depends on the situation really. Did anything special happen before you lost the ability to use magic?”
“Trixie doesn’t know. The one day she could use magic fine, the next nothing.”
It’s not a total lie, considering that one day Trixie was herself, the next walking about in your body.
“Hmm, could I try something? It might be a bit personal though.”
Personal? How personal. She’s not going to read your mind, is she? Wait, what if she is? This might be your ticket out of here!
“Sure, Trixie trusts you, Twilight Sparkle.”
Ugh, this is really getting annoying to you. Having to talk about yourself in the third perspective isn’t something you enjoy doing, but maybe it will all be over soon. Twilight will find out the truth, and help you get home. Or you get locked up in some laboratory for the rest of your life. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea after all? No, just relax and let Twilight read your mind, or whatever it is she is planning on doing.
The mind reading theory quickly gets shattered when Twilight closes the distance between you two. What is she planning? You actually have to hold back from bolting away when she lowers her horn, and brings it against your forehead. The last time a pony did that, it brought with it excruciating pain. You can’t help shutting your eyes when Twilight her horn starts to glow. She’s not going to hurt you, is she?
Nothing seems to be happening besides an odd tickling sensation spreading around your body though. It’s a weird feeling, but not unpleasantly so. You slowly open one eye to notice Twilight her own eyes are closed, and she seems to be concentrating as her horn gives off a tiny glow of bright magenta. Just what is she doing?
“That’s odd.”
Odd? That doesn’t sound good.
“What do you mean?”
“Trixie, for some reason your mana reserves are low. Very low even.”
“What do you mean?”
“You got very little mana left. It’s as if all the magic got drained from inside you.”
“Inside me?”
“Yes, you do know that every living being in Equestria has magic inside them, right?”
“Uh… yes?”
Twilight stares at you, as if she can’t believe you didn’t know that.
“Trixie, that’s something you learn at magic kindergarten.”
“Oh… Trixie wasn’t such a good student.”
“Now, why don’t I find that hard to believe?”
You should get upset at that remark, even if it’s meant for the pony whose body you inhabit, but the giggle Twilight let out when saying it makes you forgive her instantly. This really is one weird moment. Here you are, spending time with your favorite pony, and while you can’t deny you’re enjoying it somewhat, you would rather have that she found a way to get you home. If only you could tell her the truth, but this magic blocker or whatever this is, makes telling her the truth impossible in the normal way. Oh, you better focus. She’s calling out your name.
“Trixie, are you listening to me?”
“… Yes?”
“Oh, what did I just say then?”
Crap.
“Um… something about having magic inside of me?”
“Trixie… I just explained the entire process, you didn’t listen to a word, did you?”
“Sorry. Trixie is just REALLY anxious to get her magic back!”
Twilight sighs before she tries to explain this magic business to you again.
“Every living being has magic inside of them, and uses them for their daily tasks. Earth ponies, combined with their natural strength, can crow crops at a faster rate, or use their strength for heavy labor. Pegasi use the magic inside of them to help them fly, as well as being able to control the weather and shape clouds. Lastly, unicorns have a closer relationship with magic, as they use it to cast various spells, or help them in their daily lives.”
You’re kind of grateful to Twilight for explaining all that to you, but truthfully, you couldn’t care less. All you need to know is how long it takes to regain your magic. If you have barely any inside of you right now, then it must come back to you soon, right? God, that’s so weird to begin with even. Do you just absorb magic like a sponge? Is it like breathing in air?
“So, how long till Trixie regains her mana?”
“On a normal case, I’d say two days. But in your case, it might be up to a week, if not more.”
WHAT? A week? Oh, hell no! You’re not staying like this for an entire week.
“Trixie doesn’t have that long. She needs her magic back, right now!”
“Trixie, you don’t seem to realize how bad this is. Your mana is at a very low level right now. Dangerously low even. If you attempted to use magic now, you could seriously injure yourself.”
So, that’s it then? You’ll be forced to stay here for a week, like this? No way! You can’t handle this anymore. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the mane six liked you, but with Rainbow Dash and Applejack out for your blood, you don’t want to stick around here and possibly getting hurt in the process. Should you just risk it? How bad can it be? Well, you’d need to figure out how to cast magic to begin with, but you rather risk getting hurt then being forced to stay like this.
Still, maybe you best ask Twilight for the possibilities. What if Trixie refuses to change back, because you injured her body? Then you’ll be stuck here forever.
“What kind of injuries?”
“At best you might just hurt or chip your horn, but in worse cases you might seriously damage yourself. Horn rot, becoming paralyzed for the rest of your life or in the worst case scenario, you might even end up killing yourself. You’d never be able to use magic ever again. That's if you even survive at all.”
That’s… a lot to take in. Magic was the final bet that you had to get this whole mess undone, and now you get told that you might end up killing yourself with it. That’s if you somehow manage to make magic work to begin with even. You can’t help it. You crash down as you start to feel depressed. This shouldn’t be happening, why can’t you just undo this mess? What did you do to deserve this? You’re an ass, you won’t deny that, but there are so many more people in the world who are ten to a hundred times as worse as you. Yet, here you are. Where did it all go wrong? Watching a cartoon about ponies, then having one magically appear in your dreams, that’s where. Had you known this would have happened, you’d have told Trixie to fuck off.
You’re so lost in your own little debate of self-pity that you fail to notice that Twilight is calling out to you.
“Trixie? Hey, don’t worry. You will be able to cast magic again if you just have some patience.”
If only she knew. The real Trixie would be able to use magic after recharging her mana, but you have no experience with this at all. How long will it take you to be able to use it? For all you know, you will never be able to use it, and you’ll be stuck like this for the entire duration of six months. What if that time period isn’t the end though? Who’s to say this wasn’t a permanent switch, and now you’ll be a pony for the rest of your life?
You should stop having self-doubts about this whole mess, but you can’t help it. You should think positive, maybe there is some way to recharge mana besides the natural way? A magic recharge potion shouldn’t be out of the norm for a world with magic everywhere, right?
“Is there a quicker way to regain mana?”
“I’m afraid not Trixie, all you can do is rest and let it come naturally.”
Nothing good is going your way, is there?
“So what is Trixie supposed to do then? Sleep all week?”
“Why don’t you stay here for the week?”
“Here? As in your house?”
“Well, yes. And maybe you can make some friends in town while you’re at it!”
You see what she’s trying to do. She’s trying to convert Trixie into being nice. Silly idea, but you suppose it fits for Twilight. That would be all fine and dandy, but you’re not Trixie. You’re also not confident in the least, and frankly, having an entire town hate your guts isn’t helping there.
“Twilight, this town hates Trixie.”
“That’s not true!”
If you thought you had the worst poker face, Twilight has you beat. She’s lying, and it shows.
“Trixie isn’t blind or deaf, you know. She heard what ponies think about me.”
“Well… They’re just afraid, that’s all. You did kind of try to take over Ponyville and nearly caused an incident to destroy our town.”
“And you think they will just forgive Trixie because she’s staying here a week?”
“Just be nice to them. I made some of my best friends here by trusting them, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.”
“But that’s just it. Your friends hate me.”
“That’s not true either. Pinkie Pie and Rarity seems to like you.”
“And Fluttershy and Spike seems scared of me. Not to mention Applejack and Rainbow Dash want me gone.”
“They’re… just confused. They both are under a lot of pressure and overworked, plus the events last month hit them both very hard.”
Ok, you need to find out what the hell happened here. If you are forced to stay a pony for now, the least you can do is try to make this as pleasantly as possible. If you can somehow make those two stop hating you, then you can just about deal for a week.
“What events?”
That might not have been the best thing you asked. Twilight is looking at you, and those eyes instantly change to wary again.
“Trixie, we nearly had a civil war in Canterlot. Surely you must know about that?”
Wait, what? A civil war in Canterlot? Is that why they don’t trust you? What kind of idiot would try to start a war in the capital where two princesses live that control the sun and moon respectively anyways? Drat, you can’t act like you know about it. With your horrible pokerface, she’ll see right through you. But you can’t act like you got no clue either. That would make her suspicious, and since you can’t explain why, she might think you’re working for ‘them’. Who is ‘them’ anyways? The group that rebelled? Think. There must be a way out of this. Trixie is a show pony, so… would that work?
“Trixie was overseas for her shows. She was very far away, and didn’t know about any of this.”
God, you hope she buys it. The last thing you need is to be suspected of treason against their crown, or whatever Celestia represents here.
“You mean to tell me that you haven’t heard anything about this at all?”
“No, I’ve only been here for two days.”
That’s the truth, even if it’s camouflaged. Twilight still stares at you in disbelieve and for a second you fear you just blew it. But she relaxes and lets out a sigh before explaining it all to you.
“I don’t even know where to start. After the changeling invasion in Canterlot, some of the more prominent nobles, who either seat in the council or have strong influences with them, felt that princess Celestia has lost her grip on ruling. So they tried to pass a bill that would have put her out of power completely.”
“Wait, Celestia isn’t the prime ruler?”
That’s a shocker to say the least. You had no idea Equestria even has a council, let alone that they could veto out their own princess. Isn’t Celestia something like a divine deity to them? She can move the freaking sun and everything.
“Trixie, you don’t even know about the council?”
“Um… Trixie doesn’t care much for politics.”
That’s actually true. You couldn’t care less which side ruled back on Earth as it didn’t benefit you in the least. As long as you had food and a roof over your head, then it was good enough for you.
“Princess Celestia has always allowed the ponies of Equestria to live their lives the way they want to. Only in extreme cases would she intervene, like say a bill that would benefit the rich and wealthy, but would strike against the rest of Equestria like raising taxes and such.”
You nod, trying to act like you care about this part. You need to know about this civil war thing, and if Trixie had a part in this.
“For a thousand years, it worked fine. Only rarely had the princess needed to stop a bill from passing, but lately some of the councilmembers has become corrupt. Fear from the changeling invasion, as well as the return of Nightmare moon and Discord has turned them against the princess, and even with princess Luna saved from the nightmare, and the reforming of Discord, they want princess Celestia to step down. Others felt that with all these things happening, they could show their true colors, and allowed their greed to show by raising taxes and upping the rent in Canterlot, that kind of stuff. Naturally, princess Celestia overruled those bills, and in turn those nobles turned to the side of the group that tried to overthrow the princess.”
“So Trixie assumes that’s how this civil war started?”
“Well, it didn’t, we found out before it was too late, but let me explain from the beginning. When the bill came to the council, the majority voted for the princess to stay. That caused a rift in the council, and some nobles felt that if they couldn’t do it the legal way, they should act by force. They hired bandit groups, as well as rogue groups of griffons and minotaurs to start a rebellion against the princess. They somehow even managed to get a pack of diamond dogs in on it.”
“But Trixie was in Canterlot, she didn’t see any damage.”
If she’s going to tell you that they already cleaned everything up, you will definitely feel inferior as a race. It takes humans months to clean stuff like that up. Damn overpowered magic.
“That’s because we managed to stop them before it came to that. You see, they build a tunnel from the inside of the mountain towards Canterlot. They got very close to actually invading, but spies loyal to the princess, as well as a few nobles only acting against her but were actually on our side, managed to warn us before it was too late. When they broke through the mountain, we were ready to take on the invading force, and capture them before they managed to do any harm.”
A tunnel? Didn’t you leave Canterlot like that?
“Trixie rode that tunnel to leave Canterlot!”
“After the invaders got caught, the engineers of Canterlot thought it would be less work to just leave the tunnel be, instead of sealing it shut, and as such put it to good use. They build it into a road, sealed off the hole that the diamond dogs broke through and blew up a chunk of the mountain to have an exit.
That would explain why the exit looked so cracked. To think that you rode through a tunnel that was made for military purposes. To start a war even. You always thought this world was peaceful, and only the mane six got into wacky adventures, but this puts a whole new light on their perspective. Still, if they got captured, that means it’s over right?
“So, it’s a good thing they all got captured, isn’t it?”
It really is. If they all got captured, it means Trixie didn’t do squad. Also means Rainbow Dash and Applejack hate you for another reason, but at least it’s not for helping in the assist of a near civil war.
“Well, it would be if we got them all.”
Shit. That means Trixie can still have been a part in all off this?
“What do you mean?”
“We captured most of the rogue groups and nobles, but a few key figures managed to escape during the commotion. It’s why we’re all on edge. They could come back to try it all again. Not to mention during all the confusion, more bandit groups attacked smaller villages, as well as towns located near the borders. The peace returned now, but it took a while. Ponies lived in fear of more bandit raids, and fled to Canterlot. They had to build a whole new section just for those refugees.”
That would explain that ghetto zone in Canterlot. Damn, you had no idea.
“But everything is fine now, right?”
“As fine as it could be, I suppose. Canterlot is still in a state of martial law, something that hasn’t happened since the lunar war, when Nightmare Moon terrorized Equestria a thousand years ago.”
So, not only do you switch bodies with a pony. You did it in the worst possible time. You’re so glad you didn’t try Celestia now. For all you know, she might have thought you were with those corrupt nobles, and ordered your capture. Still, did the mane six aid in fighting that invading force? Is that why Rainbow Dash her leg is in a cast?
“Did Rainbow Dash get injured during the invasion?”
“Well, yes and no. You see, they bribed ponies and used magic to confuse us. They feared that the elements of harmony would be a force too powerful to fight head on, so they lured us away one by one. Most of us saw through the deception before it was too late, but Applejack and Rainbow Dash had it the worst.”
“How so?”
“Rainbow Dash got attacked by an old friend of her. A griffon named Gilda. Well, that’s what she thought anyways. Turns out it was a magical cloak, to fool others into thinking you’re somepony or something else.”
“Like a changeling?”
“It works in a similar way, yes, but not quite. You see, a changeling becomes the pony they copy, so they can infiltrate other kingdoms, and work from the inside. This is more like a magical cloak to fool you into thinking they’re someone else. They stay the same, only everypony else sees them as the pony or other sapient being they impersonate.”
Wait, is that why you got scanned by those orb thingies?
“When Trixie left Canterlot, she got hit by one of those weird orbs, and here in Ponyville you used the same thing. What are those?”
“Oh, they’re an invention of mine. Both a changeling and the magical cloak leave behind magical residue, as well as maintain a small amount of magic to sustain the spell. The orb picks up that residue, and by using a small magical charge, it counters and undoes the disguise, thus showing the world their true form. We didn’t know it at the time, but a few spies worked into our midst. When we did find out, we had to make up a quick solution to make sure no other surprises where waiting for us, so I came up with the scanner orbs.”
She finished off proudly. Still, that’s quite a lot to take in. What happened to Rainbow dash anyways?
“Earlier, you were saying Rainbow Dash got injured?”
“The griffon impersonating Gilda damaged her pretty badly. One of her wings got slashed pretty hard, and for a moment it was feared that she couldn’t fly anymore.”
Ah. No wonder she freaked out over her wings earlier. Still, she flew earlier so it must have healed by now, right?
“But she’s flying fine now, isn’t she?”
“Yes, but it took quite a lot in the process. Princess Celestia herself had to heal her wing, and even then, she couldn’t undo it completely. She was forced to swap her injuries from her wing to one of her hind legs, it was that severe.”
That explains the cast. Geez, who would have known that it was so dangerous living here? You remind yourself never to get into a fight with a griffon.
“But she’ll be fine, right?”
“Oh, yes, don’t worry. Most of the damage got healed by now. Her leg will take a while longer, but there won’t be any permanent damage. It’s just that her pride got shattered pretty hard, hence why she’s so mean to you. Don’t take it personal though, she’s been short with pretty much everypony, even us.”
You can’t help but feel sorry for Dash. Flying, to her means everything, and to have that nearly taken away must have been horrible. You can almost forgive her for threatening you. Almost, but not quite, considering you did nothing wrong and she just took her frustrations out on you. Still, you found out what happened to Rainbow Dash, but what about Applejack?
“Trixie understands. And what happened to Applejack?”
“Applejack had a similar incident. They impersonated some of her cousins, and then tried to take her down in a fight. Little did they know just how strong Applejack is. She bucked them right into the hospital. Unfortunately, a section of the orchard over at their farm got lost in the process. And with so many refugees all needing food, the apple family has been overworked to not only supply Ponyville, but also the refugees. She’s stressed out, so you’ll have to forgive her if she takes it out on you.”
So, in the end, they’re just afraid you’ll cause problems, when they already got so much to deal with? You can deal with that, you suppose, but that still sits wrong with you. They have no way of knowing of course, but the last thing you want to do is cause issues. You just want to go home.
“So, if Trixie gets this right, they’re just upset at me for previous incidents?”
Twilight actually looks apologetic as she says yes. You sigh. This is going to be a hard week. But that doesn’t fix your problem in the least. It takes a week to regain your mana, or whatever, but then you still are basically a unicorn without any magical knowledge. If you ask Twilight to teach you levitation, she’ll go right back to being suspicious of you, but you need her help all the same.
“Twilight, Trixie is going to ask you something, but you got to promise not to ask questions.”
“Trixie?”
Just telling her that makes her look confused at you. God, you hope you don’t end up in a cell. Maybe you should attempt this in another way?
“Trixie will stay here and try to become friends with this town. But in return she needs you to teach her magic.”
“Teach you magic? But you know magic already, don’t you?”
“Trixie can’t tell you why or how, but she needs you to teach her magic, as if she has never done magic before.”
You can tell. She doesn’t know what to make of this. It’s vague at best, so you can’t blame her for being confused, possibly even thinking you’re trying to fool her one way or the other, but it’s the best you got. You just need one final push.
“Please.”
It’s one word, but it does the job as Twilight seems to relax.
“Ok Trixie, I won’t ask you why, but in return you need to be nicer to ponies, apologize for your past mishaps, and even try to make some friends.”
She smiles at you as she holds a hoof towards you. You give her an equal smile in return as you brohoof her. She looks confused for a second. Drat, should you have shaken it instead? She giggles at your act though, and you know everything is fine.
If you’re going to be like this for a week, then you’ll make this the best possible week ever. It’s going to be hard. Adjusting in a weird body is hard enough, but trying to make an entire town to like you after they think you nearly destroyed it, is going to be an extra challenge. Not to mention getting Rainbow Dash and Applejack off your back. But you can do this, you need to do this!
Pinkie Pie seems to like you, but she seems to like everything from pony to mule. Rarity doesn’t seem to mind you either, but for all you know that’s her ladylike standard acting like she doesn’t. Applejack and Rainbow Dash will be the hardest by far. So, that leaves Fluttershy. How are you going to make Fluttershy like you? You got no interests that you both share as far as you know. Heck, she only seems to like animals and other critters. Should you just try to talk to her about pets? It seems the most logical option. Ok, that settles it. You’re going to try Fluttershy first. It shouldn’t be that hard, right?
You got a bad feeling about this.
You’re trying to come up with some other plans to get Fluttershy to like you just in case, but they all get shut down when Spike enters the room.
“Twilight, is she go- Why is she still here?”
Oh, right. You forgot about that little bugger.
“Spike, Trixie will be staying with us for a while.”
“What? Why?”
The kid seems to be more scared of you then anything else. Maybe you should just start with him? He’s a kid. Kids are easy to forgive and forget.
“Trixie has lost her magic for the time being, so Twilight Sparkle will help me regain it.”
He seems to ignore you for the most part though, and yells out at Twilight.
You shot her a deadpan look, but Twilight is smiling sheepishly at you. You try your best not to facehoof, but it’s proving to be quite hard. If that is her best to defend you, then you got another thing coming when you try the actual town, let alone her friends.
Ugh, might as well get this over with.
“Trixie would like to apologize for past events. She knows she was wrong now, and she hopes you can forgive her.”
You honestly don’t like doing this. You’re basically taking the blame for the actual party, that being Trixie, but you can’t exactly stay here for a week and having everyone be scared of you, or even worse, being angry at you. Better to have them forgive her, or you in this case, then a mob turning up with pitchforks and torches trying to run you out of town. You doubt that would happen, but you better play it save.
Spike, for his part, just stares at you. He’s not answering, just staring. Why isn’t he answering? Oh wait, he’s looking over at Twilight now. And now he’s going back to you.
“Did you hit your head or something?”
You seriously want to slap this little shit. You had to swallow your ego to do that, and Spike just trampled all over it.
“No, Trixie is serious!”
“Twilight, did you use a spell on her?”
“Nope. She really means it.” Twilight is all smiles but Spike is still confused. This is getting annoying. Here you are, apologizing for things you didn’t even do, and if you already got this much trouble with a kid, how are her friends or this town going to react?
“Are you sure you didn’t hit your head?”
You’re about two seconds from strangling the baby dragon, hooves or no hooves, but Twilight seems to realize your patience is at an end as she moves between you two.
“Now, Spike. What do you say when someone apologizes?” Twilight asks him but he just stares at her as if she’s gone insane. She nudges him a brief second and a reluctant “apology accepted” follows. That could have gone better, that’s for sure. Twilight seems to be pleased though and turns to you.
“See, Trixie. You can do it if you try.”
Twilight’s still all smiles, but you rather get this entire mess over with.
“Trixie was thinking she would try Fluttershy next.”
“That’s a good idea!”
You really don’t think it is, but you might as well go through with this.
“Spike, would you mind watching the library?”
“You sure about this, Twilight?” he asks while pointing at you.
Before you can snap at the kid for still not accepting you fully, Twilight takes him apart. She seems to reassure him that you mean them no harm, but you can tell Spike’s still worried about this whole thing. You suppose you can’t blame the baby dragon, but this is seriously getting annoying to you.
It seems Twilight managed to convince Spike though, as she walks back over to you.
“Sorry about that, he’s just worried about me.”
“It’s fine. Shall we go?”
You really don’t want to go through with this, but you came up with the idea yourself. Going back on it now would be suspicious. Twilight opens the door and you follow her. You can see some of the town ponies still looking over, and when they spot you two, they quickly act as if they were busy all along.
Twilight allows you to pass the door before closing it, and you’re off to Fluttershy’s home. As you get closer to those ponies from before, you start to feel slightly nervous though.
When you pass them, you can feel their disapproving glances on your back. This was a really bad idea. Should you just turn back?
“Don’t worry about it, Trixie. They’re just curious.”
It seems Twilight noticed it too and is trying to reassure you. It works, somewhat, but it’s still upsetting whenever you pass a group of ponies that quickly huddle together when you pass. You can’t make out the exact words, but you know they’re talking about you in a negative way.
You should start some dialogue to busy your mind, lest you start to panic or get upset.
“So Twilight, what should Trixie do in this week while she waits for her mana to recharge.”
“Recharge is a bit crude to put it, but for the most part you just need to keep calm and not become stressed. Many unicorn ponies lead stressful lives to begin with, and that adds to the slow process of regaining magic, should one come to lose it.”
That’s just great. You’re nothing but stressed from this entire experience, and now you get told that might add to your time spend as a pony. You should have just kept quiet, and dealt with thinking negative thoughts about what these ponies think of you instead.
The rest of the trip is indeed spent in silence as you pass from the busy town to a more secluded area. There are a few houses here and there, but for the most part you see open terrain. In the distance, you can make out a colorful little cottage, and as you come closer you spot the tiny bridge, as well as countless animals walking or flying about. Bunnies, squirrels, and various are some of the creatures you spot first. Taking a closer look at the scene, you also spot the chicken den and you can make out a few chickens walking around in it. You do stop when you spot a forest in the distance though. For some reason, it fills you with dread, and you come to realize Fluttershy’s cottage is actually quite close to the Everfree forest.
“Trixie, is everything ok?” It seems Twilight noticed you stopping abruptly too. You give her a quick nod of assurance as you continue towards Fluttershy’s house. Passing the tiny bridge, you take a small walkway towards her house. You take a quick breath to prepare yourself as Twilight knocks on the door. A barely audible “coming” follows as you hear her approach. Just relax. It’s Fluttershy, surely this will be easy?
“Oh, hello Twilight and…Tr- Tri… Trixie?”
“Hi-“ You quickly back off when you see the door slamming shut. That’s the second time today you got the door slammed shut on you, but this time you managed to avoid getting it thrown into your muzzle at least.
Twilight sighs as she tells you to wait before she enters Fluttershy’s cottage. You try listening in, but you can’t really make out much as chirping birds and other animal sounds overtake the voices inside. You didn’t pay much attention to it before, but you’re positive your hearing has improved by far, as you can pick up the tiniest sounds these animals seem to make. Least that’s one positive thing about this whole mess.
You look around and spot a few birds flying back and forth with small branches. They must be building a nest. Suddenly you feel watched and you glance down to come face to face with a white bunny looking rather… pissed? Oh, could it be?
“Angel?”
He confirms it by throwing a half-eaten carrot at you before throwing a tantrum and stamping one of his paws a few times to the ground. Great, even their pets dislike you.
“The hell’s your problem?”
The fact you’re shouting to a bunny, isn’t even the least bit awkward to you right now. Angel keeps throwing his little tantrum though, but before you can react he seems to realize it and runs off.
You’re about to chase after Angel bunny, because fuck that little shit, when the door opens again.
“Ok, Trixie. I calmed Fluttershy down. You can see her now.”
That really doesn’t sound positive to you, so it’s with some reluctance that you enter the house. Fluttershy is towards the back of the room, hiding behind her mane, and as you enter the cottage you spot various nests and holes in the walls, most likely made by squirrels and other rodents.
You walk over to her and stop a bit in front of her, but even that action makes her cower even further. You knew she was shy, but this looks more like pure fear. You’re suddenly very aware that this is basically a Luna Eclipsed déjà vu, only with you staring the role as villain this time.
“Hello Fluttershy. Trixie would like to apologize for the things she’s done in the past, and she hopes you can forgive her.”
The response is a barely audible squeak. You got to hold back from sighing. You already know this will be a long afternoon.
“Excuse me?” you ask, hoping she’d be a bit louder.
This time the response is a bit louder, but it’s still something you can’t make out. You look over to Twilight, who’s nodding at you as if to tell you to ask it again.
“One more time, please.”
“O- Ok.” It’s soft, still barely audible, but you heard it this time. It’s not the best response, but considering the person, or rather pony, it’s a positive thing you suppose.
But this quickly becomes an awkward moment when Fluttershy is still trying to hide behind her mane, you standing before her trying hard not to spook her further, and Twilight, who’s looking over at you two, doesn’t seem to know how to break this silence either. You take another look around her little cottage to try to find something, anything really to talk about. You spot a white kitten coming towards you. Maybe it will be a good conversation starter?
“Hello, little cutie.” You try to pat it over its head as it comes closer to you. The kitten stares at you a bit before stopping, and allows you to pat it. It’s still awkward to you, but you manage to do it without harming the cat in the process. From the corner of your eye you can see Twilight staring at you in wonder, but what you truly notice is Fluttershy, who seems to finally come out of hiding.
The cat seems to like you though, as is evident by it starting to purr and rubbing his head against your hoof before going to your other foreleg and rubbing against that one. It seems your little plan worked, as Fluttershy slowly gets up and comes a bit closer towards you.
“Y-… you like cats?”
It’s still barely a whisper, but she seems to relax slightly.
“Oh, yes, Trixie loves them.”
You hope your pokerface is working against Fluttershy. You don’t particularly care one way or the other for pets of any sorts. Sure, cats and dogs can be cute at times, but you would never bother to keep one for yourself. They cost money, need special stuff and attention, and you barely have enough time for yourself back home. Still, the little kitten is cute, but then again, kittens are always cute.
“Her name is Sapphire. Her mother is ill, so she’s staying with me for a few days so she doesn’t become sick too.”
Fluttershy is right next to you now, and it seems the fear she has for you earlier is, at least for the moment, gone now. It seems pets really were the answer to your predicament.
Sapphire seems to really like you, as she’s still rubbing against you, and you can make out a tiny smile when you look over at Fluttershy who seems to enjoy the scene a lot. It’s Twilight that makes the first move though by coming closer.
“I didn’t know you are so good with animals, Trixie.”
Neither did you, but the little bugger really has taken a liking to you, as is evident by her nonstop purring and begging for more rubs on her head. Even you can’t deny it’s cute, even if it’s weird as hell when you think about it a bit deeper. Here you are, for all pretenses a talking sapient equine, and you’re patting a little furry creature while you’re basically one yourself.
Maybe getting a cat back home, when this entire mess is over with, isn’t that bad of an idea after all? Having something to come home to would be a nice change from being annoyed or semi depressed all year?
Pffft. Yeah, right. Like you can take care of a pet while you can barely take care of yourself. The poor thing would be better off being in an animal shelter, and that’s saying a lot.
“W- … Would you like me to help feed her?” you almost miss Fluttershy talking again, but she seems to have opened up to you just a bit. Seems your little scheme worked.
“Sure.”
You follow Fluttershy as she goes to her kitchen, but you halt when you notice various animals all coming over to her. She didn’t just mean the cat. She meant all her pets. Oh god, what did you get yourself into now.
“Have fun, you two!”
Wait, what? Twilight is leaving you here? Now? Like this? Hell no!
You quickly walk back over to Twilight who’s about ready to leave.
“Twilight, what are you doing?”
“Oh relax, Trixie. I got to go to Sugarcube Corner before it closes, and it looks like you got everything under control.”
“You can’t leave me here alone with her! We barely talked with you here. If you go now, we’ll go right back to silence!”
“It seems to me you had everything under control. And you liked that cat, didn’t you?”
You can’t deny that, but what the hell is she thinking?
“The only reason she’s calm right now is because you are here. If you leave, it will go right back to awkward, fast!”
“All the more reason you should stay here. What better way for you two to get closer, then with me gone. That way you two can really bound, and not pretend to like each other just because of me.”
“But I don’t know the first thing about pets!”
“Oh, you’ll do fine.”
Twilight smiles at you, but before you can retort she stops you.
“Just try it, Trixie. If it really doesn’t work, then we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, but for now, humor me.”
You sigh, this really isn’t a good idea, but before you can say so, Twilight gives you a puppy eye look. Goddamn adorkable mare! That’s cheating! She’s too cute like that!
“Fine, but you can come over to mend the damage, if this goes wrong.”
She gives you a chipper sure, before she giggles and moves out of the door, supposedly to Sugarcube Corner. You suddenly feel very awkward when you spot Fluttershy in her kitchen, still feeding various animals, and your little new friend, Sapphire sitting patiently behind you. Seems she wants you to feed her.
You walk back to the kitchen, as Fluttershy is still being assaulted by hungry animals. There just doesn’t seem an end to the army of bunnies, squirrels, birds and other tiny creatures waiting on their vegetables or other types of food.
“Welcome back, Trixie. Could you help me for a second, please?”
You’re honestly a bit surprised. There doesn’t seem to be a trace of fear left in her voice, and she doesn’t even seem the least bit worried that Twilight is gone. You’re almost wondering if Fluttershy has a long lost twin or something, but maybe when she’s feeding her animals, any and all fear or shyness she normally shows, just doesn’t seem to happen during these moments.
When Fluttershy asked for your help, you never expected she meant giving carrots to bunnies. It’s not an easy task, doing so with hooves, not in the least made harder when some impatient bunny that doesn’t want to wait his turn, pretty much lunges at the carrots in your hooves, but you manage to avoid getting any snatched for now. Even though your only job is to get carrots of a plate, which is seated on a cupboard, it still takes a while for you to get the hang of it. This would most likely be another job that would be a hell of a lot easier with magic. Well, either that or hands. God, do you miss your hands at times like these.
It takes quite a bit, but you’re almost done feeding the bunnies. You must have fed over fifty, and you can’t help but wonder where they all came from. During the time it took you to feed these bunnies, Fluttershy had already taken care of the other rodents, and she was now finishing the birds. She’s totally in her element like this, and it’s actually something else to see her so powered up for a change. Granted, you only really know Fluttershy from the show, but she was usually the meek pony, that was even afraid of her own shadow. To see her so committed to her animals was quite the thing to behold though.
You’re finally done with the bunnies, though you’re positive Angel wasn’t amongst them, as no carrots got thrown at you by a pissed off white bunny. The impatient bunny earlier was grey, so that wasn’t Angel either. Frankly, you don’t care about that little shit anyways. If he as much as tries anything again, you’ll stew him and eat him, body allowing you to do so or not!
…Yeah, you kind of hold a bad grudge against those that wronged you.
You glance over at Fluttershy and see she’s just about done with the rest of the horde of animals. You’ve no idea where they all came from, but you’re positive that must have been a number through the hundreds, and that was just rodents and birds. Does she feed other animals? Those chickens didn’t get fed yet, but there are only a handful of those. God, how does she do this every day on her own? Not to mention the cleanup duty that must come with these animals. Looking at the floor shows you that there are quite a few of tiny left over pieces of vegetables and other food stains that these animals never ate, or must have spilled during their eating. You seriously don’t know how she does that, but the place looked sparkly clean when you entered. Damn, you can’t help but admire the shy yellow pony. She really has this entire thing sorted, something you wouldn’t be able to do in years.
You got the distinct feeling you forgot something as well, and as you look around you spot Sapphire still waiting next to you. Drat, you had totally forgotten about her. Yeah, you really shouldn’t get a cat at all. Poor thing would starve to dead with your attention span.
But you soon come to realize another issue. Cats don’t eat carrots. Heck, cats barely eat vegetables at all as far as you know, and you know for a fact cats require meat to survive. You highly doubt Fluttershy would feed meat to her pets though. Now what?
“Fluttershy, what does Sapphire eat?” you might as well ask her directly.
“Oh, normally she drinks milk, and eats some meat at her owner’s house, but I got some yummy fish for her.”
Wow…that’s…well, unexpected. Never had you expected that pure innocent Fluttershy would feed one animal to another, but she doesn’t even seem to blink when she mentions Sapphire eating meat. Not to mention the fact that she would feed a cat fish. Did she catch that fish herself? Isn’t she upset that a cat is eating fish? For being an herbivore, you sure as hell never expected her to be fine with feeding carnivores.
But sure enough, she goes over to a refrigerator and opens it to pull out a plate with tiny fish on it. You don’t really know what kind, but they look like tuna or salmon. Frankly, you don’t care what kind they are, as you’re still surprised Fluttershy would have dead fish in her house.
Screw it. This might turn out awkward again, but you’re too damn curious to let this go.
“Aren’t you upset?”
Fluttershy just looks at you in confusion.
“What do you mean?”
Seriously? Is this act that normal to her that she doesn’t even find it the least bit weird? Maybe it really is you, but you seriously can’t get over the fact that an equine being, one that loves animals even, seems to have no problems feeding one type of what used to be a living being, to another.
“Well, you know… this.” You point a hoof at the plate with dead fish.
“Oh… Not really. Sure, it’s sad that these fishies died, but Sapphire here can’t help it that she needs the protein to survive. I would prefer it, if she just ate fruits and vegetables, but sadly a cat needs the proteins inside the fish, and the bones gives her the needed calcium. Without it, she would die. Though, you can’t give them fish every day either. That would be unhealthy as well, as they can develop all kinds of issues in the future.”
She’s really nothing like you expected, and she seems to think of this in a logical way. Honestly, you expected her to be all in tears should a cat ever kill an animals, even if it was for its own survival, but she seems to be totally fine with it. So, why are you so freaked out about this?
Before you can think deeper about that, Sapphire starts to start meowing rather fiercely. She must have smelled the fish, and is now begging for some food.
“Would you like to give her one?” Fluttershy asks you, but for some reason you’re still not comfortable with that idea.
Why is it that you find this so hard? You ate tons of meat as a human. Steak, bacon, hamburgers, the greasiest juiciest meat, and did it ever taste good! You knew deep down that came from dead cows and pigs, and that those got raised as cattle before they ended up being slaughtered and turned into those delicious items, but you never actually cared about any of that. So, why are you having such a hard time with this now? Is it because this body can’t handle meat? But you’re still you in here, so this shouldn’t hit you so hard. You ate bacon four days ago, and you didn’t even think about the fact that an animal died for your food then, so why are you overthinking this now? This can’t be normal. Was this another one of Trixie’s mind games?
You want to think this through more, but Sapphire is really begging for a fish now, and with the biggest reluctance you force yourself to take one of the tiny fishes and drop it in front of her. You do so, because even touching something that’s been dead a while gave you the creeps. Yeah, that’s definitely not normal. Just what did Trixie actually do to your mind?
Sapphire wastes no time and pretty much tackles the item in question, as if she was worried it would escape her clutches. The next part is by far the hardest for you though. You can actually hear her break through the skin of the fish, as you hear a sickening cracking sound. It’s a normal thing for a cat, and it’s not even the first time you see or hear it, but for some reason, it really fills you with dread. Looking over at Fluttershy, she seems all smiles as little Sapphire is eating her food with gusto, but you’re seriously starting to panic. Thoughts of being attacked by all kinds of predators that would swipe your jugular vein right open pop in your head, and you actually start to shake in fear. This isn’t normal anymore, why are you so scared? This is a peaceful community, and the only predators are in some creepy forest… that’s actually not too far from this place.
Oh god, that thought makes it even worse, and you think you’re starting to hyperventilate as you breathing quickens.
“Are you alright?”
It seems Fluttershy noticed you panicking, but no, you really are not alright. You’re trembling all over, and you’re about to go in a deep panic state if you don’t calm yourself down. Calm down, dammit! You’re fine! There is nothing to be scared of here! You’re surrounded by tiny creatures and a yellow flying miniature horse. None of those eat meat, so they wouldn’t see you as a tasty snack.
“Would you like some water?”
You glance over at Fluttershy, who seems deeply worried about you. She must have no idea what’s happening either, but in her own way is trying to help. You are still trying to bring your breathing to a regular speed, so all you can do is nod. You seriously need to calm down, right now! You came here to try to make friends with Fluttershy, and all you’re doing is worrying her even more. The fact she is worried should be a good sign, but it won’t help you in the long run.
It takes you a while, but you managed to calm down enough that you won’t hyperventilate or something similar like that. Your vision suddenly gets filled with yellow, and you see Fluttershy in front of you, holding a glass of water in her hooves.
You’re still somewhat shaky, but you managed to grab the glass from her. You’re holding it between your hooves, which is not an easy feed, when you’re shaking all over and are not used to doing so to begin with, but you manage to sip some water without the glass slipping from between your hooves and breaking apart. It actually helps you relax, and the next few minutes you sit there drinking till the glass is empty, while Fluttershy just waits for you to finish.
Your shaking has turned into slight shivering, and your breathing has gone down to a regular state, but you’re still a bit anxious. What the hell was that? You have never been that scared in your life, ever. You went to the zoo as a kid, you saw lions and other big predatory animals that could tear you limb from limb, but never did you panic. In fact, you thought those creatures looked cool. But now, you were so scared earlier that it is a miracle you didn’t pee all over yourself. This must be Trixie’s doing! There is no way that you would be so scared about seeing a cat devour a fish. But why would she do that? This doesn’t benefit the body swap in the least, does it? Maybe it’s a defense mechanism of some sorts, so that you would just spend the entire duration of this switch indoors? No, that seems unlikely. But what if this is some side effect that wasn’t supposed to happen in the first place? Can a spell even have side effects? You really need to start gathering info about magic, and rather soon. You don’t need to have another one of those panic attacks.
“Are you ok now?”
The voice actually startles you, even if it’s quiet. God, you had actually forgotten you where over at Fluttershy’s. You must be really out of it though, if a voice as calm and silent as hers spooks you.
“Y-… yes, I’m fine now. Thank you for the glass of water.”
“Oh, it’s nothing. But what was that?”
What was that indeed? Is this really some spell gone wrong, or are you just having a random panic attack? Maybe deep down, you’re so stressed about this whole switch that it brought up an anxiety attack, but that doesn’t make much sense. You were spooked when you first found out about this mess, but then again, who wouldn’t after finding out they were now a pony that for all purposes was supposed to be in a cartoon. But you didn’t panic back then, besides a brief moment when you feared your hands were cut off. So, why did this happen? You can’t help but wonder if maybe deep down, this is some subconscious part of Trixie’s fear that got stuck inside of her head, and you’re now experiencing what she fears. That is being eaten alive by some wild beast. That a tiny kitten brought up that fear is something you can’t really explain, but that doesn’t matter for now.
But now what, do you lie to Fluttershy? What would you tell her anyways? That you just had some random panic attack, and that you just sometimes get those? No, that might backfire, and might bring with it more problems than you care for. You shouldn’t tell her the truth either though, or at least not the part of you being a body swapped human. Better to let them think you’re the actual Trixie, then to them thinking you’re making up some fabricated story to fool them. For all you know, they might think you’re a part of that rebellion force against princess Celestia. No way can you handle that stuff. You got your own mess to deal with.
“I don’t know. That never happened to me before.”
You might as well go halfway with the truth here.
“Oh goodness. Do you need anything else?”
She really seems to care about you. Maybe ponies are just a hell of a lot nicer than humans, or maybe it’s just Fluttershy herself that is this nice, but it makes you happy all the same.
“No, I’m good. Thank you for caring about me though.”
“That looked so scary, and I didn’t know what to do at first. If you need anything at all, just let me know.”
Man, this pony. You swear you can feel her concern for you radiating from her. You also notice she’s not stammering in the least anymore. She really is something else. Not only does she care for hundreds of animals, but she even is concerned for you. A pony, that to her, must have been quite the troublemaker the last time she was here.
“You’re amazing, you know that?”
You flap it out without thinking about it much, but every word is true.
“Oh, my. You’re just saying that”
She’s blushing at your compliment and starts to squeak a bit again, but you honestly mean that. You always thought of her as the weakest link of the mane six, but she’s quite strong in her own way.
“No, I really mean it. You’re taking care of so many animals, and you even seem to catch fish for a cat. I could never do anything like that.”
You do leave out the fact that your main reason for that is because of this body, but you really meant the rest. This must be such a high demeaning job, and she does it like it’s nothing.
“I love all animals, from the fluffy bunnies to the slippery snakes, so I don’t mind feeding them, or taking care of them. I don’t catch the fish myself though.”
Oh. Well, that does seem more like the Fluttershy you know. Does that mean she buys her fish in stores? Do ponies have a fish market? You’re also very glad you didn’t have to feed a snake, and you hope that those things don’t appear at this place to begin with. Should they do, you shouldn’t come back here at all. You hate snakes!
“So what, you just buy the fish?”
“Oh goodness no. I would never do anything like that. There are a few fisher ponies though that sell their goods to griffons and minotaurs, and a friend and fellow animal lover sometimes gives me a batch for free. Same for these yummy carrots, and other fruits and vegetables. Plenty of nice ponies give me their leftover, so that I can give them to my little friends.”
She finished her line as various critters and birds come over to her. They hug her, as a few birds land on top of her body, which are in their own little way, showing affection for their caretaker. It looks so unreal, and yet it’s happening all the same. You honestly don’t know what to say, but before you can, a knock is heard from the door. Is Twilight back?
“Oh, that must be Barry. Could you open the door please?”
Fluttershy is still half buried under her animals, so you walk to the door. Who’s Barry though? You don’t know any pony named like that. Is he maybe one of those ponies that brings supplies to Fluttershy, so she can feed her animals? Well, whoever he is, you’re about to find out.
You open the door to come face to face with a… big brown bear.
“…”
What the fuck? Why is there a huge bear in front of you? Didn’t a pony knock on the door? So, why is this thing here?
Before you can even move, or shout at Fluttershy to run away, the bear roars at you.
Well, this is it. This is how you die. You’re going to be eaten alive by a bear. So much for your ‘no predators around here’ theory.
You close your eyes and let out a shriek as the bear lunges at you. Please, let him be quick. If you’re going to die, you prefer to go instantly.
No pain is forthcoming though. In fact, the bear took you in his paws, and brought you to his mouth. Is he going to bite you now?
He opens his mouth and he… starts to lick you. What?
“Barry, you let poor Trixie down, right this instant mister!”
The bear gently places you down before he goes over to Fluttershy, who gives him a stern look. He cowers a bit before Fluttershy, but she soon loses that look, a smile coming in the place, and starts to pat the giant mammal. The bear seems to really like it as he falls on his back and lets Fluttershy rub his stomach.
What just happened? You feared for your life, and yet Fluttershy seems to act like this is the norm with this bear.
“Sorry about Barry. He can be a bit over excited at times.”
“But… giant bear… roar… what?”
God, you sound like a retard right now, but you seriously can’t make sense of this.
“Oh, he was just saying hello. Weren’t you Barry?” She asks him as the bear makes these tiny roar sounds while he’s pawing in the air.
This is too much for you. Being swamped by a horde of animals was ok. Getting a panic attack when a cat ate a fish was damn scary. But a bear giving you the scare of a lifetime, to then just giving you a hello in his own little way, is just too damn much for one day. You need to go, fast, lest you go insane.
“I should go.” You say as you head towards the door, but Fluttershy stops you when she moves from Barry, and flies over to you.
“Don’t you want to say goodbye to Sapphire first?”
That the second time today you forgot that little bugger, but you really don’t want to stay here. Barry might be domestic as hell, but that doesn’t mean that he’s not giving you the creeps. Those claws that could maul you to dead, teeth as sharp as nails, and a body the size of a bed. Yeah, that’s definitely too much for you.
“I’d love to, but I promised Twilight to come home soon.”
Ugh, that makes it sound like Twilight is your mom or something, but it seems Fluttershy believes you as she moves away. Before you can jump out of the door though, a soft meow halts you. Goddamn cat, why are you so cute?
You turn around to look at little Sapphire, who seems to want to say goodbye to you. You hold back a sigh as you pat her head again.
“I’ll see you later, cutie.”
You doubt that, but for some reason it makes you feel better about yourself. You really don’t want to come back here though, what with creepy bears and the Everfree forest looming over the horizon.
“T-… Thank you for helping me earlier, Trixie.”
Well, least this trip didn’t end up a failure. You don’t rightfully know if you made up with Fluttershy, as most of the time spend here was sorting animals out, but at least you didn’t make it worse.
“You’re welcome Fluttershy, and I hope you accept my apology.”
“Tw… Twilight told me that you’re trying to make up for being mean before, so you should keep it up. I know Rainbow Dash and Applejack are very upset with you, but if you’re nice to them, and apologize as well, they’ll come to accept you in their own time.”
So Twilight did tell her some stuff while you waited outside. You do wonder if Fluttershy planned this evening, as a test of some sorts, but you doubt that she’s that cunning. Test or not, you suppose you passed, as Fluttershy is smiling and not cowering before you. You never expected that this would be the outcome for an afternoon spend here, but you’ll gladly take it.
“Thank you. For everything I mean.” You smile at her before glancing over at Sapphire “Keep that cutie safe, ok?”
Fluttershy nods, and you’re about to say some more, but you can see Barry coming closer. Nope! You need to go, domesticated bear or not!
“Bye!” you all but dash out of the door, but do stop a bit when you get halfway across the walkway. You turn one more time, and see Fluttershy, Barry and Sapphire waving at you. You’ll never get used to the fact that a bear and cat are waving at you, but that’s not the weirdest thing that has happened to you so far. You wave back before continuing back towards Twilight’s house, but you can’t help but notice that the sun is nearly down. You must have spent quite some time here, or nightfall is just set for a certain hour in this world. Not that surprising, when two beings can control the sun and moon you suppose.
You do glance over to the back of Fluttershy’s yard when you spot a white bunny, who seems to be laying on a tiny sofa located under a tree. He spots you and you swear he’s flipping you off.
Fucking Angel bunny. The next time you spot that little prick, he’s stewed rabbit!
All in all, this has been quite the exhausting day, and you really need to know how that panic attack started, but overall it ended on a positive note.
Maybe Twilight has some spellbooks you can read through though, but trying to ask her without exposing yourself will be quite the issue.
If you can deal with a bear hugging and licking you, you can get the information you need without too much hassle!
With renewed vigor, you head back to Golden Oak library, not knowing what future adventures await you.
The sun has completely set by the time you’re getting back into the town of Ponyville, but you’re honestly glad for that. It seems that as soon as the night comes up, most of these ponies just go indoors and stay inside. There is the odd stallion or mare that you spot briefly, but those too seem to be in a hurry to get home, and as such, pay you little to no attention.
Least you know that you are safe from any pony that wants to harm you when the darkness appears, so that relaxes you a bit. You were honestly nervous when you realized you didn’t have Twilight with you on the return trip, but if you spot no pony on the way back, nothing bad can happen to you.
Finding your way back to the library is actually going smoothly as well, though you do stop when you once again notice constellations form in the sky. The stars themselves are as bright as they can be too, and you can actually see a whole bunch of them. Even though there are lanterns lighting up the darkness around the town, it doesn’t block out the sky at all, so you can see it for all its glory. Back home, there is so much light, that you can barely spot a star in the sky, and when you do, it’s the odd one left or right. You hate to admit it, but when there are no crazy ponies accusing you of having done various crimes, you got to admit that this world is rather peaceful.
But it’s not your world. Peaceful or not, you got stolen from yours, by some crazy magic spell, that might have done even more damage inside your mind. That panic attack wasn’t normal, and it sure as hell wasn’t you! You shouldn’t delay and just get home, and at the very least find out more about this whole magic business.
***
You soon arrive back at the library, as you spot your mobile home, still parked where you left it. There are lights lid up inside the library, so you know Twilight is home. Well, either that or Spike put them on. You do wonder why Twilight left for Sugarcube Corner earlier, but you’ll find out soon enough.
You knock on the door and wait for either Spike or Twilight to open. The door quickly opens, and it’s Twilight herself to greet you.
“Ah, welcome back Trixie. You didn’t have to knock, you know.” She smiles at you as she lets you enter.
“Well, this isn’t my home, so I did the polite thing.”
“So, how did it go?”
Boy, she’s curious, isn’t she?
“Let’s just say it went fine for the most part.”
“That doesn’t sound too reassuring.” The smile on her face drops somewhat, and for some reason you actually feel bad about that.
“It was fine really. Until this huge bear came in and scared me right away.”
“Oh, let me guess, Barry?”
“You met him before?”
“A few times before, yes. He sure likes to hug ponies, doesn’t he? The first time I saw him, I nearly thought Fluttershy was snapping his neck. Turns out she was just giving him a massage.”
Oh, that was that bear? Not like you would realize that. To you, a bear is a bear, and that thing looked scary enough from afar. So, it’s not like you would take a closer look up close to recognize him. Do bears even have significant differences to tell them apart? You couldn’t even make out any difference on the army of bunnies earlier, besides some being white and the others grey, so you’d totally suck to pick out Barry in a pack of bears.
Wait. You’re not supposed to know about these details. Anyone would find it strange if they heard about a pony, or person even, giving a bear a massage, unless they knew about it already. Quickly, you should ask about that!
“She gave him a massage?”
“Yes. Apparently, he has a weak back, so Fluttershy gives him a back massage once in a while. You get used to it after a while if you visit her enough times. And Barry’s nice enough. Just make sure he can’t lick your face. Bear spit isn’t exactly fun to clean off.
Heh, too late about that… You’d also rather stay away from Fluttershy’s cottage, what with the Everfree forest being so close to her house. You rather not have another panic attack like that. Oh, right. You’re supposed to ask her about spells gone haywire.
Before you can though, Twilight beats you by asking more about your time at Fluttershy’s.
“Besides Barry, what happened? Did you make friends with Fluttershy?”
She’s so excited that it almost radiates from her. Like a little girl waiting to open her presents on Christmas. You don’t really know why she wants you to make friends so badly, but it’s almost as if it would make her year if you did.
“We bonded somewhat. She fed her animals, and I helped. I wouldn’t dare say that we became friends, but she wasn’t shy around me anymore, nor was she afraid. So in the end, it was alright.”
You should leave out the part of that panic attack. She seems like the kind of pony that would want to get to the bottom of that, and you rather not have her do that. Still, you should try to find it out yourself. Maybe there are books around here that can explain magic gone wrong?
“That’s a great start Trixie. I’m proud of you.”
Even though it’s not really meant for you, you still can’t help but blush. But you need to focus, ask her about magic books, right now!
“Thanks. But Twilight, do you have any big books about magic? Maybe even about the effects about spells? Or about spells gone wrong?”
Twilight’s response is a long stare at you. Did you just say something stupid?
“Trixie… you’re not going to do magic now, are you? I already explained to you what can happen.”
Oh right. You forgot about that. But you really need to research this. Ugh, who’d have expected that it would be so hard to get a book about magic, in a library owned by the pony that’s very talent is magic?
“Oh no. Trixie wouldn’t do that. I’m just curious, that’s all.”
“Well, there is the illustrated guide to magical mishaps if you’re looking for spells backfiring, but that’s more of a foal’s book. Mostly a warning meant for young fillies and colts who are just learning to use their magic, and on how not to overdo it.”
You suppose that will do, though you take a small offence at knowing it’s meant for their kids. Granted, you got about as much magical knowledge as a unicorn toddler, but if Pumpkin Pound was anything to go by, that’s not saying much for you at all.
Still, would that book be enough? You doubt a magical swapping spell would be in a children’s book, but it’s a start.
“I don’t mind. I’ll take it.”
“Are you sure? It won’t help you regain your magic, you know.”
You nod. Even if it doesn’t give you any details in the least, it might have some basic knowledge about magic. Every little bit helps after all.
“Well, ok. But would it be ok if I looked tomorrow? Spike just organized the entire library, and I’d hate to make a mess of things. Besides, we got to eat, and I got you a little surprise.”
Oh for the love of god! The one time you need her to be messy, is the time she’s going to be clean? It’s like every time you take a step forwards, you take one back at the same time. Also, what’s this about a surprise? Did she get you anything?
Wait, she went to Sugarcube Corner, the shop where hyper pink pony lives. Is Pinkie Pie organizing you a welcome party? You don’t rightfully know how to feel about that, but you got to be honest that it would be a nice gesture.
You’re also quite aware that you’re hungry. You didn’t pay it much attention back at Fluttershy’s, but now you’re feeling your stomach demanding food, badly.
“A surprise, huh? Well, I’m quite hungry now that you mention it.”
You follow Twilight as she leads you to the kitchen, as you try your best not to show that you’re excited. Best to act surprised when the random party stuff happens.
Only… it doesn’t. When you enter the kitchen, all you can see is Spike seated at a table, who looks rather annoyed for some reason. You don’t know why, but you honestly feel a bit sad. It would have been awkward with two of the mane six hating your guts, and probably annoying in the case of Pinkie Pie who most likely would have bugged you none stop, but you can’t deny that you would have wanted a welcome party all the same. Granted, you’re not exactly new to this town, as far as they are concerned anyways, but Pinkie did think of you as someone new. Why are you so upset though? You want nothing more to undo this mess, right? You shouldn’t feel upset about this, but yet you are.
“Finally! I’m starving!” Spike yells, taking you out of your minor self-pity moment.
“Spike! I already told you Trixie was doing something very important this afternoon, and it would be rude to have dinner without her.” Twilight lightly scolds to him.
“I know.” The baby dragon sighs before looking at you “And I’m sorry, but can’t you like… you know, come home earlier. Dragon’s got to eat and everything, you know!”
So they waited to eat till you came back? That does cheer you up slightly. You also notice Spike seems more relaxed around you. Either he finally gets that you’re not here for trouble, or he just figured out that if you’re going to stay around here for now, he might as well accept it. Whatever the reason, it’s one less thing to worry about for you.
“You two waited for me? You didn’t have to do that, you know.”
“Nonsense Trixie! You’re our guest, so naturally we’d wait on you.”
You smile. A genuine smile at that. You might not get that welcome party, but this is nice in its own way. Without knowing it, Twilight has been helping you out in various ways. It’s not much, but it does help you cope with this mess, at least slightly.
You snap out of it when you hear an all too familiar sound. Twilight is levitating a few plates over to the dining table, so you take a seat across Spike. It’s still slightly weird to sit like this, but for some reason it gets easier each time you do it. Maybe that Lyra fanon stuff is true after all? The first time you did it, you nearly felt like you’d break your spinal cord, but now you don’t even feel the slightest pain. Are there random quirks with the body switching spell that affected this body temporarily? You didn’t feel any pain walking on all fours in this body; even though that’s not something you are used to. Perhaps it is because you are getting used to this body? You are getting the hang of grabbing stuff with hooves after all, which isn’t easy to begin with, when you were used to your hands and fingers.
Twilight places the plates in front of you and Spike, before taking a seat herself. Looks like your dinner is a sandwich, filled with random stuff. Taking a closer look shows cucumber slices, and you can make out some tomato and what you expect to be avocado. Ugh, all this vegetables bullshit is going to get old fast. God, you miss meat right now.
Spike wastes no time, and practically shoves the sandwich in his mouth. Boy, he wasn’t kidding when he said he was hungry. You can’t help but feel slightly jealous of him though. He has claws, but those are still something like hands. Glancing over at Twilight, you can see that she is levitating her sandwich to grab a bite like that. But you got neither of the two. Just these annoying stumps that you have to keep as steady as possible, lest you spill stuff all around the place.
“Trixie? You’re not eating. Do you not like it?” Twilight looks at you with concern, and you once again feel bad about making her worry. She has been the perfect host for you, and you’re acting like you take it for granted.
“Oh sorry. I was just thinking.” You respond as you grab the sandwich in your hooves and take a bite. Avocado isn’t exactly your favorite stuff, but once again this worlds fruits taste every bit as delectable as can be.
“Don’t worry Trixie. Your magic will return to you in no time.” Twilight smiles at you and you show her a smile in return. Even though that wasn’t what upset you, you can’t help but relax when you’re with her. You don’t really know if you ever get used to the wings, and her slight growth, but she hasn’t changed in personality in the least. Well, as far as you know anyways, as the only knowledge you got of her is from the show. Speaking off, are you supposed to call her princess now?
“Twilight?” you swallow the last of your sandwich as you start to ask her.
“Yes?” Twilight seems to have done the same.
“Am I supposed to call you princess Twilight now or something?”
She seems slightly surprised at your question, but soon returns to her normal look.
“Oh please don’t. The wings are a nice addition, but I’m not that keen on the whole royal title. It’s bad enough when some ponies from out of town always grovel before my hooves. I’m still me, and I’d like to stay that way. So, just call me Twilight. All my other friends do.”
You’re glad about that honestly. You just don’t feel comfortable calling her princess for some reason. You also noticed the other friends’ part, so that means she considers you a friend already? All these ponies seem to forgive and forget so easily. Well, most of them do at least. You’ll sort that mess when it comes to it, but for now you’re quite happy like this.
“Twilight it is.”
“You’re making a big mistake if you ask me Twilight. If everyone calls you princess, then they’ll call me a prince!” Spike interrupts.
“A prince?” you can’t help but ask him.
“Well, yeah. I’m like a little brother to Twilight, and if everyone calls me a prince, then Rarity will surely want to go out with me!”
Ah, you figured it was something like that. Poor kid, crushes can be so upsetting, and make one act like a fool.
Twilight giggles at the display, but Spike is getting all lost in his own little dream world, as his face turns to a wide smile. No doubt daydreaming of already going on a date with the pony he fancies.
“Is he always like this?” you ask her, acting like you don’t know about his crush on Rarity.
“Pretty much when Rarity is involved.” Twilight responds, genuine amused by Spike’s acting. “Oh, that reminds me. Time for the surprise!”
You had forgotten about that already. You wonder what she has got for you, but the fact she has even gotten you anything fills you with happiness.
You are quickly filled with confusion instead though, when you spot Twilight approaching with a box held in her magic grip. More specifically, a cake box.
“I got you something that will hopefully cheer you up. It’s not much, but it was short notice, so I hope you’ll like it.”
She places the box on the table and opens it with her magic. Sure enough, there is a cake in there. But you quickly notice writing on it that spells Welcome to Ponyville Trixie. It’s a nice gesture, and you honestly appreciate it. It’s not the party like you had expected, but it makes you happy all the same.
“I… I don’t know what to say.” You respond honestly. You sure as hell didn’t expect Twilight to be so nice to you. “But thank you. I really appreciate it.”
“No problem at all. I hope you like strawberry though. It was all the Cakes had left.”
If fruit tastes anything like vegetables here, it will be divine for sure, so you simply nod as Twilight cuts a piece for you, herself and Spike.
Pretty soon you got a nice looking piece of cake in front of you, but you realize that this won’t be as easy to hold with hooves as the rest was. Sandwiches and glasses are pretty solid so there is no real danger of making a mess. Cake on the other hand crumbles, badly even. This will get messy, fast.
“Twilight, can I get my snacks?” Spike suddenly asks.
“Only a few Spike. You know what happens when you eat too many.”
Snacks? He’s getting cake, and he wants more snacks? What the hell is he going to get that cake won’t be enough?
You don’t have to wait long for that answer as he returns with a handful of shiny looking objects. Diamonds and other gemstones you quickly realize. Holy shit, this kid is holding a fortune in his claws, and he’s going to eat them as snacks? You’d kill for a handful of those! Well, maybe not kill, but you sure as hell would love those back on Earth. You’d be rich! No more going to your shitty job. No longer be forced to act like you like your coworkers and boss. Just start over in another city, far away from that shithole you call a hometown.
You stare as Spike goes back to his plate and scopes up some frosting from his slice of cake with some long looking gem before he brings it to his mouth. You’re honestly surprised when he bites a piece off like it’s nothing. You knew from the show that dragons eat gems, but to see it in reality is just weird, especially when said dragon is tinier then you are currently.
“Doesn’t that hurt?” you can’t help but ask.
“Huh? No, they’re really tasty!”
“I take it you’re not used to seeing a dragon eat gems before?” Twilight asks you.
“Well no. Can’t say I have seen a dragon eat gems before.” You respond truthfully.
“Dragons teeth are really sharp, and as such can bite through all kinds of gems. To them, it’s a delicacy, though I don’t let Spike eat too many at once. They tend to spoil his appetite and he can get rather hyper when he eats too much.”
So gems to him are what sugar is to kids back home? This world just throws you from one weird thing to another. Still, isn’t that costly? You know gems are quite common in this place if the show is anything to go by, but none of the mane six seem to be rather rich. Way better off then you, that’s for sure, but it’s not like they own a mansion each. Or gems just aren’t worth a penny, or bit to them. It doesn’t matter in the end anyways. It’s not like you can get back to Earth with a heap of diamonds, if you can’t even get back on your own.
Your stomach makes it know that it didn’t have enough with that one sandwich, so you look back to your piece of cake. Thankfully it wasn’t loud enough for either Spike or Twilight to hear. That would have been embarrassing. But eating this cake might be as well. Looking over at Twilight, you can see how she’s using magic to manipulate a fork and knife. Looking at Spike shows how he’s just using his gems to eat the cake like that. It’s slightly messy, but he’s a kid. Kids are allowed to be messy. You got a fork and knife here, should you just try to use them with your hooves?
That’s exactly what you attempt. Keyword being attempt as it’s mighty hard to do so. Holding something between two hooves was already not that easy, but trying to work both of your hooves when each of them are holding a eating utensil is just not working at all. You drop both the knife and the fork when you lose the grip on them, and the loud clang makes both of the other inhabitants look over at you.
“Trixie, is everything ok?”
Twilight seems worried about you. Again, you might add. What do you do now though? You can’t exactly bullshit your way out of this one easily. Ponies seem to be used to holding stuff with their hooves. Must be something they are learned from very little, just as a child would be to use his hands. It’s going to be suspicious if you can’t, even more so since you can’t use magi… wait, that might be it! It’s going to be a stupid explanation, but it might just work.
With as much as an embarrassed look you can muster, you try your little plan.
“Trixie is used to eating with magic. Ever since she was very young, she always used her magic for everything, so she’s not used to eating or doing stuff with her hooves.”
It’s a silly explanation, but Twilight might just buy it. Trixie is rather obnoxious like that, and seems like the kind of pony that would indeed do something like this.
“Oh…” Twilight looks unsure of what to do for a second, but then looks over at you “Do you want me to help you?”
Help me? How is she going to help me?
That question gets answered when she grabs the fork and knife in her magic, and cuts a piece of for you. You didn’t expect that she would hover it in front of your mouth though. Surely she can’t be serious?
“Twilight, you don’t expect me to eat like a child, do you?”
“Well, you need to eat and if you can’t use your magic, then somepony else can be your temporary helper.”
Doesn’t she get how demeaning this is? Even the real Trixie wouldn’t want to do anything with this. Sure, for all pretenses you are the real Trixie, but you too find this as embarrassing as it can be. You’re a grown man for god’s sake, not a foal.
“But this is embarrassing!”
“It’s only me and Spike here, and we won’t tell.” She replies before turning to Spike “Right Spike?”
“Eh, I don’t really care either way. As long as I can eat some more cake!”
You half expected that the baby dragon would be laughing at you, but even if he isn’t, it still feels wrong to you. But your stomach is once again rumbling, and you pretty much know that it’s a losing battle. You sigh as you take the piece in your mouth, and you hear a giddy sound coming from Twilight, who seems to be happy that you took the bite. It’s incredibly embarrassing, and you hate this, but you can’t deny that this is the better option. The last thing you want to do is for you to have to take a shower and try to take cake crumbling and frosting out of your fur. You doubt that it would be easy to clean that stuff out.
The next few minutes are spend in silence as Twilight keeps feeding you tiny pieces of cake. You are still embarrassed, but it’s mostly your pride that is hurt. That’s another strike to the real Trixie, and you’ll be sure to get her back for all of this. None the less, this cake is really good. Not as good as the vegetables tasted, but still one of the better ones you have eaten. The strawberry’s especially taste really good and you soon find yourself asking Twilight to get you another one. She does just that, and for that moment, you just don’t care how embarrassing this is anymore. You’re like a child, being fed by its mother, but damn if you’re not enjoying the moment.
In the time it took you to eat your slice and Twilight’s to finish hers, in between feeding you, Spike had already taken a second slice, and had stuffed himself full with gems and cake. That guy must have a bottomless pit, with the way he ate. Seems it was too much for him though, as he quickly excused himself before he ran upstairs, most likely to the bathroom.
You find yourself alone with Twilight, who looks over at you.
“Want another piece?”
“No thanks. I can only take so much of being fed like a foal.”
“Sorry, but I thought it was pretty cute.” She giggles as she starts to collect the plates as well as closing the cake box before putting it away.
“Thank you though. Without you, I’d had most likely have made a huge mess.”
“Don’t worry about it Trixie. But you really should use your hooves more, just in case something like this happens again.” She walks over to a sink to rinse the plates off
“Heh, let’s just say I’m not used to them.”
“Why is that anyways? I tend to use my magic for most things as well, but I got thought to use my hooves as well. Didn’t your parents ever tell you that?”
Crap, now what? You don’t know the first thing about Trixie’s family. Does she even have parents anymore? Someone being that obnoxious is mostly trying to hide something.
“Trixie… doesn’t like to talk about her parents.”
You’ll take the easy way out. Stay mysterious, so she’ll drop this. Only, it doesn’t exactly have the desired effect you had hoped.
“Oh Trixie. I’m so sorry. Forgive me if I said anything hurtful.”
Great, you upset her again. She must think she said something bad, and must be feeling guilty. Why can’t you think these things through before opening your mouth and saying the most idiotic stuff?
“Don’t worry. It’s just something I don’t like to talk about.”
That totally ruined the mood, and it soon falls silent as Twilight finishes washing the plates. This is even more awkward then it was at Fluttershy’s. Only, you’re the reason for it this time. You need to do something, anything really to cut this tension.
“Should we do something?” you just decide to ask her bluntly.
“Like what? Twilight responds.
“Anything really. I think I ruined the mood there.”
“Well, there is something I was curious about, but I’m not sure if I should ask.”
She starts fidgeting like a little kid about to ask for something. This should be good.
“Go ahead.”
“I was wondering if I could take a closer look at your cart?”
That’s what she’s so nervous to ask you about? With the way she was fidgeting, you expected it would be something embarrassing, or awkward like that parents thing earlier.
“I don’t see why not, but why are you so interested?”
“Are you kidding me? That’s a Star Swirl the Bearded class A model! Only a few hundreds of them were ever made, and most are gone by now! The enchanted spell on the wood fading is the main reason for that, meaning that it has lost its protective or self-restoration abilities. But yours looks brand new, as if it was newly made! And I know that’s not true because it must have self-restored itself when the Ursa Minor destroyed it. Why, even the old nomad ponies would have paid a fortune to have one of them. I’ve always wanted to see one up close, but never had the change, even when I studied under princess Celestia herself.”
Wait… what? You’re little mobile home is an antique treasure? And did Twilight just say it can self-repair itself? You knew that oversized bear thing destroyed her trailer, but you just thought that it was a new one, and the current one you currently call a house was just made to look like the old one. But if it’s named after Star Swirl the Bearded, just how old does that make this thing? Why would Trixie have such an important item if they are that rare? Was it something she inherited from her ancestors? God, every time you learn something new about her, it brings with it more questions as well.
You honestly don’t know how to reply to that, so you’ll just play along. If anyone knows what’s true or not, it’s going to be the lavender alicorn that studies for a living.
Twilight is visually excited to see your trailer, so you might as well stop torturing her and allow her access. It’s even nice that like this, you can do something in return for her hospitality.
You both walk from the kitchen to the outside of the library, but you can hear a toilet flushing and a groan coming from upstairs as you pass the stairs.
“Is he ok?”
“Yes.” Twilight sighs. “He just doesn’t know when to stop at times. I’m too lenient with these things, but I’d feel bad if I scolded him too much.”
You don’t really know if that’s true. She did say he could only eat a few ‘snacks’, but maybe even that is enough to upset a baby dragon’s stomach when it’s mixed with two slices of cake. He got none to blame but himself, and you know for a fact that a guy tends to go overboard with food, as you did it yourself many times in the past. That does remind you that you do seem to be quite easily fulfilled with only some basic food in this body. Is that just the pony part, or is that the girl part?
Another question you won’t find the answer to, but for now you got other business to take care off.
You and Twilight finally head out, and walk to your trailer. To you, it really doesn’t look anything special from the outside, but Twilight is as excited as a schoolgirl on her first day.
“Oh gosh, I’ve always wanted to see one up close!”
“Didn’t you see the trailer last time?” You’re kind of confused at that.
“Well yes, but I didn’t exactly have the time to check it out, thanks to a certain unicorn.” She smirks at you in reply.
You wordlessly let that one slide. It’s not like it’s meant for you anyways, and Twilight really does seem overly excited about your mobile home. It really doesn’t look anything special to you at all, though you know it’s a lot bigger on the inside, and houses a stage in there as well. Maybe they are famous for that? Though having an enchanting spell that can repair damages caused to the trailer to the point that it can restore itself after being broken apart must be important as well. Not to mention that the spell lasting for ages might be another part for Twilight’s ever growing hype.
Twilight is literally checking every nook and cranny of your little trailer, as if she would find a hidden treasure buried in there somewhere. She’s been almost completely around the mobile home, and hasn’t stopped touching or checking things out. To you, every board and nail looks the same, but to her it must be totally different if her giddy sounds are anything to go by. Still, this is rather boring, and you’re frankly tired from an exhausting day. You should just hurry this up, so you can go to bed. That rather comfortable bed! If there is one thing you’ll miss when you turn back, it’s the softness of that king sized bed in Trixie’s bedroom.
“You know, there is a lot more to see inside.” You tell her, trying to wrap this up.
“Well, I wouldn’t want to impose.” She responds, but you can tell she’s dying to check it out.
“Eh, I don’t mind.”
Not like you got anything to hide in there… besides that naked album of Twilight. Your eyes fling open as you forgot all about that thing. Crap, now what? You just told her she can see the inside, so you can’t go back on that. No wait! That thing is in your bedroom in a cabinet. It’s fine. Just don’t let her see your bedroom, and it will all be fine.
Twilight’s already waiting by the door to enter by the time you start moving. If you knew she’d be so excited, you might have said no to her request. Sure, it’s like the only way you can repair her for her kindness, but there is incriminating stuff against you that’s about her in your bedroom. There is no way you can weasel your way out of that one, should she find out, so you better make sure she doesn’t.
You get to the door, and are about to open it when Twilight intervenes.
“Allow me.”
She uses her magic to open the door, but you’re surprised as hell when a tiny staircase appears to let you enter the place better. What infuriates you though is when you spot another staircase appearing to the front of the trailer. You had the hardest time climbing that thing, and now you find out there was a staircase all along? Fucking magic! You honestly want to rant like some drunken Irish about that, but you better follow Twilight. She’s already gone inside!
You quickly enter to see Twilight staring at everything, most likely checking out Trixie’s furniture. She must be thinking the same thing as you did earlier, that being on how Trixie afforded all this luxury. Unless it came with the Star Swirl the Bearded model, or whatever Twilight called it? You doubt so, since this is all high tech, not something you’d find in some antique thing, but stranger stuff has happened so far. Oh well, you might as well ask her opinion.
“So, what do you think?”
“It’s nice. Really spacious as well. I quite like the hidden section to make even more room.”
What? Hidden sections? This thing has even more hidden sections? You look around but you can’t spot a thing out of place. How the hell can she tell that there are hidden parts? God, you hope none of those contain anything weird. The last thing you need is to have some room pop open with Trixie’s shrine to Twilight or something like that. Goddamn perverted pony is going to get you into so much trouble if that happens.
You look over at Twilight who’s already powering up her horn to make those hidden sections appear. Please don’t have anything bad, please Celestia, Luna or whatever deity watching over you!
You close your eyes to prepare for a clusterfuck of insanity as Twilight unleashed her magic.
“Oh wow Trixie. I didn’t expect you to be a fan of her as well.”
Well, there is no yelling so you slowly open your eyes to see what Twilight is talking about. You notice some bookcases that seem to have appeared from nowhere. Upon closer inspection, it seems they actually came from the ceiling, and are now in plain view of the room. Just what else is this mobile home hiding? Twilight seems to be at one of the bookcases, so you walk towards her. When you arrive though, you sure as hell didn’t expect to find what you just did. At first glance it looks like a comic book series, but when you take a second look you can read the titles of the books. Each one has a different title, but it always starts with the same line, that being Daring Do. So Trixie is a fan of the Daring Do series as well?
“So, which one is your favorite?” Twilight asks you suddenly.
Shit. Now what? You don’t know the first thing about this series. What was that one called again that Rainbow Dash was reading in Read it and Weep?
“The quest for the Sapphire Stone.” You so hope that you remember that correctly.
“What a coincidence, that’s my favorite too!” Twilight exclaimed as she’s staring at you with a huge smile.
She must think you’re as much of a booknerd as her, but maybe Trixie secretly was? What was in the other bookcase anyways? Taking a peek at that one shows various old tomes and such. Wait! Maybe the spellbook that caused this mess is in there somewhere!
You look back at Twilight who seems to be going towards your kitchen, so you quickly head over to the other bookshelf. You do hit something with your hoof though when you come close though. Glancing down, you spot that purple… Oh fuck! You forgot about that thing! You can’t let Twilight see that either or she’ll think of you as a huge pervert!
You take another look at what Twilight is doing, but she seems to be quite busy looking around your kitchen area, so you quickly grab the item in question and try to find a place to hide in. You spot a couch, so you quickly head over to that. You can just put it beneath the cushion section for now, so that it’s out of sight at least.
That’s exactly what you do. Only it’s not working as well as you had hoped. Trying to move the cushions with one hoof is proving to be quite hard. This is heavy, but you don’t want to place that dildo in plain sight. You strain some more and finally you can lift it enough to try to put the dildo in place. You’re about to do it! No strange explanations for all off this!
“Trixie, what are you doing?”
Screw you, whoever is toying around with you like this!
You turn around to see Twilight standing a bit away from you looking at you with confusion. You don’t think she can see the foul item in question, but like this you’re basically standing with your ass in the air, like a girl wanting to be… Oh no, that’s the last thing you wanted to do! Thank god for your tail, that’s proving you modesty and hiding your girly bits right now!
“Y… Yes! Trixie is fine. She’s just … stretching! Yes, this is my stretching couch.”
You don’t even know what you’re saying, but while you’re doing it, you burry the purple dildo under the cushions. Having done that, you turn back to Twilight who’s still eyeing you.
“Stretching couch?” She repeats, as if she wasn’t sure she heard it right.
“Yes. Trixie tends to get bad cramps in her hooves from doing her shows all the time, so she sometimes needs to stretch to get the cramps out.”
You should get a metal for this. Most crap a person can say in an awkward situation. You doubt she’d believe a word, but to your surprise she seems to do as she shrugs and goes right back to looking around.
You have no clue how the hell you have pulled that off, but it seems you somehow avoided that mess. This pony body has brought with it more stress than you ever had in your human one, and you’ve been through a lot of shit already. Trixie owes you for this, badly!
The rest of the tour was uneventful thankfully, as you stayed with Twilight as she explored some more. Well, most of the time. You did take a glance at those tomes you spotted earlier, but they seemed to be about Trixie’s show, and looked to contain various tricks or how to do them, nothing that will help you undo the switch. After you got back to Twilight, she did open another section, where Trixie’s props for her magic show where hidden, but other than that, it seems to be the last hidden section. Either that, or Twilight knew the rest was something personal. You told her the two doors led to the bathroom and bedroom, but she seemed polite enough not to ask to see those. Something you are so thankful for. It means that you got another stressful event spared. You had enough shit for one day. You told Twilight exactly that once you two left the cart, only in the more polite form that you are tired and wanted to go to bed.
“You know Trixie. You can sleep in the library if you want to.”
“Like what, on a couch or something?”
“Oh no, I meant upstairs. With me.”
Wait what? Did you hear that correctly?
“With you? In the same bed?” You can’t help but flap that out.
Twilight seems to go crimson when she realized what she said.
“Oh… I didn’t mean it like that! I got a spare bed, for sleepovers and such.”
Well, you screwed up there. Twilight’s blushing hard, and you can’t help but do the same. When she said with me, the first thing that came to mind were those snapshots of Twilight’s private parts, and you even thought up a brief scenario of rolling around with her in bed. God, you’re like an oversexed teenager right now.
This scene is very awkward though, as neither of you makes a sound. You’re trying hard to compose yourself, and Twilight seems to be going to a similar thing. You need to do something, or this will be like Fluttershy all over again.
“Maybe Trixie should just sleep in her trailer?”
“That’s not necessary… It was just, uh, a mistake?” Twilight seems to have no idea on how to really respond to this. You might have short circuited the poor alicorn.
Neither of you is moving though, so you decide to talk again.”
“Look, this is awkward, so I think it’s for the best that Trixie sleeps in her trailer.”
“Please don’t. I would really like it if you stayed with me. I’d feel bad to make you stay out here when you came all this way to see me.” She’s practically begging you by now.
You sigh. This won’t become any less awkward, but you need sleep. You walk in silence to the library as Twilight follows you. Letting her open the door first, you enter after her and close the door.
She goes upstairs as you follow her again. Thankfully, you walked these stairs before, so you’re not as clumsy on them as the last time. When you reach the upstairs, Twilight halts for a second.
“If you need to use the bathroom, it’s to the left.”
You thank her, but you have no need for that right now. You just want to sleep. It’s as if the moment your body realized that you are about to hit the hay, that it decided to already crash down.
Twilight opens the bedroom, and you spot a bed, with next to it a basket where an already asleep Spike is lightly snoring away. You see Twilight use her magic, and just like your trailer, a hidden compartment opens up. You spot various items, and a spare bed, that looks to be in perfect condition. Twilight drags it out with her magic, and places it across hers.
“It’s not much, but I hope it’s alright.” She speaks softly, as to not wake the baby dragon.
“It’s fine, really. Thank you.”
“You’re very welcome Trixie. And don’t you worry, you’ll get your magic back in no time.” She finishes with a smile. “Goodnight Trixie.”
“Goodnight Twilight.”
You reply as you get into the bed. It’s not as good as the king sized bed back in your mobile home, but it’s still a hell of a lot better then that shitty bed back on Earth. You had quite the eventful day. Arriving at a town that hates your guts. Being nearly chased out by Applejack and Rainbow Dash. Having Pinkie Pie somehow find out that you’re not the actual Trixie, even though she’s not sure about that. That entire mess at Fluttershy’s with Barry, the spooky bear, and finally having an awkward moment with Twilight. It’s been really eventful, but it wasn’t all bad. And hopefully, tomorrow you’ll find out more about this spell, or at the very least, magic itself. It’s not much to go on, but it’s a start.
With those thoughts you fall asleep, thus ending your second day as the azure mare known as Trixie.
You wake up in the middle of the night as you feel that you have to pee. Damn, you should have gone before going to bed after all! Nothing you can do about that now, but to go do your business. As you crawl out of bed, you spot Spike, still lightly snoring, and Twilight, who’s deep in dreamland as well. Her mane is slightly messy, most likely from moving about in her sleep, but it makes her look even cuter than she normally is.
You just can’t help but stare at her. This is the first time you can really admire her without something coming up to ruin the moment. The moonlight shines right on her, making her seem so majestic. But is this the right thing to do? Can you honestly think of her as a cute girl, when you’re now basically one yourself?
Wait, did you just call yourself a cute girl? Yeah, this is starting to mess up your thought pattern badly. Still, you honestly do think that about Twilight, but somehow, you feel it’s wrong at the same time. This is so confusing. Heck, this entire thing is. You want to blow your cover and tell the truth, so that you can undo this entire mess, but at the same time you don’t as you fear that it will have bad consequences. It’s such a stupid dilemma that anyone else would probably call you a retard for letting it come to this, but if they were the ones going through this, you’d like to see them do it any better.
Your body makes itself known that it has to pee badly again, so you hurry up to the bathroom. Once you find it, you get in and go along your business. Same squatting model as the one inside your trailer, so ponies must use this type of toilet as the norm. After you’re done, you go about as quietly as possible to get back in your bed without waking up the others.
“Who?”
Jesus Christ! You nearly had a heart attack there! You look from where the sound originated from, and spot an owl sitting on a homemade perch. Oh, that must be Owlicious!
But, that thing quickly gives you the creeps when you realize he’s staring at you with his head turned halfway to the side. As Spike once said ‘Dude, that’s creepy’. Boy, was he ever right.
You shrug it off and crawl back into your bed, but the owl is still staring at you. Just ignore it, and go back to sleep.
It takes a while, since you honestly kept feeling stared at by him, but exhaustion overtook creepiness, so you fall back asleep.
***
You wake up again, feeling refreshed this time, and notice that it’s daytime. You also notice that your two housemates are already up, as both their beds, well bed and a basket, are empty. You simply toss your sheets over yours before heading downstairs, but not before looking once more if the creepy owl is still in the room. Turns out he is not, much to your enjoyment, so you head down.
The library seems empty, so you head to the kitchen. As you enter, you see Spike eating some sort of cereal, as Twilight is busy reading a book, most likely having eaten already, or so you think. So ponies do eat cereal!
As soon as she sees you, she closes the book, but giggles at you.
“Not a morning pony, I take it?”
You’re confused about that. Is it really that late already?
Twilight must have noticed your confusion as she responds.
“You might want to check a mirror.” She tells you in between giggles.
Luckily for you, there is a tiny one right here in the kitchen, so you step towards it to see what is so funny.
Oh. Yeah, you can see why she found it so funny. In an ironic twist from last night when you woke up and saw her mane all ruffled, yours is very much unkempt right now. Damn girly body! Or is that mare body? You never had this issue when you were a human.
“Um… I’ll be right back.” You mutter embarrassed as you try to fix this somehow.
“I can give you a hoof if you want.” Twilight responds, trying not to laugh out again, but you can still see the mirth in her eyes as you hear her snicker a bit more. Spike doesn’t even seem to acknowledge you, as he isn’t even bothering to look up as he just continues eating, so at least you’re spared from a tag team of giggles.
“No, don’t worry. I got this.” You try to get out of the room as fast as possible. You don’t know if this is your inner girl talking right now, but you honestly feel embarrassed, and more importantly, upset, that your mane is so messy.
“Really, it’s no problem.” Twilight got her snickering under control now, and seems really eager to help you.
With a sigh, you agree to let her help you, as you doubt you can convince her otherwise.
Going back up the stairs, she takes you to the bathroom where she proceeds to grab a brush with her magic.
“Turn around, please.”
You do just that, as you allow her to brush your mane. You hate it, as it’s so demeaning, but at the same time you love it. It feels so relaxing, and Twilight does seem like an expert on mane brushing. That’s quite the surprise though. She does seem to be one that cares more for books than looks. Guess you can’t judge a book by its cover.
Yeah, that was a bad pun, and you feel sorry for even thinking about it as you give yourself a mental slap.
“You’re awfully good at this.” You say ever so calmly, as you hold back a pleasurable sigh.
“You seem surprised?”
“Well… yeah.” You reply honestly.
“Gee thanks.” She fakes being upset for a few seconds. “Me and my old foalsitter Cadance, used to brush each other’s manes all the time. And sometimes, even princess Celestia allowed me to do it. So, I suppose you can say that I am used to brushing other ponies their manes.”
That explains a lot. You’re also surprised that she even brushed that wavy thing Celestia has for hair, but your inner thoughts about that mane, that it was in fact a living constellation, or a miniature solar system, seems to be shattered if Twilight came out of it unharmed. Yeah, your mind comes up with way too imaginative stuff at times.
Neither of you speaks as you just allow her to finish brushing your mane. You never understood why girls always seemed to fuzz so much about their hair until now. This feels so damn good, and you honestly want your mane to look good. It should upset you, or your masculinity should rear its ugly head and tell you that you shouldn’t want to look pretty, but right now you just don’t care. Twilight’s just like an expert on this, and if she wasn’t the element of magic, she’d have found her cutiemark in hairdressing it seems.
Soon enough, Twilight stops though, and you honestly feel that it’s over all too soon. It’s incredibly girly, and you don’t exactly know why, but you really liked getting pampered, and getting your mane brushed like that.
“There you go, all done.” She says ever so chipper as she places the hairbrush back to its original spot.
“Thank you, Twilight.”
“You’re very welcome. Now let’s get you some breakfast!”
You follow her back downstairs, and into the kitchen as she goes to work to collect you a breakfast. Spike however, is nowhere to be seen by now.
“Where’d Spike go?” you ask being way too curious for your own good.
“Oh, he’s most likely over at Rarity’s, or hanging out with the Cutiemark Crusaders. He’s been way too active these last weeks.”
That works for you. Spike’s still somewhat on your half like, half dislikes you list, so for now, maybe it’s for the better that he’s not around you as much. Speaking off, should you try the farmer or flyer today?
Well, that’s for later today. Firstly, you got to eat something, then try that book Twilight mentioned last night.
Twilight brings you a bowl filled with some sort of cereal. Or so you think. Turns out it is just oats. So much for your cereal theory it seems.
It does make you pause though. So far, everything you have eaten has either been fruit or vegetables, besides that cake, but that’s still the same food a human eats. Oats, especially dried ones, isn’t exactly something a normal human would eat or enjoy too much.
It’s with the greatest reluctance that you take a bite, and while it’s definitely not as good as the rest that you have eaten in this body so far, it still tastes rather okish. You still got some issues holding a spoon in your hoof, but you don’t want to be fed by Twilight again, nor do you want to shove your muzzle into the bowl like some hungry dog. You might look like an animal, but you won’t act like one.
“Hope this is ok? I have to go to the market later today.” Twilight asks you.
“Yeah, it’s good.” You respond. It really isn’t as bad as you expected, though you rather not make a habit out of eating this.
Still, you rather get your hands, or rather hooves, on that book.
“Twilight,” You start as you swallow the oats in your mouth. “Would it be possible for me to read that book you mentioned earlier.”
“I don’t see why not, but I really don’t understand why you want to see a foal’s book. Your magic is at a much higher level than theirs.”
Yeah, you figured that would come up, so luckily you thought up a solution to that question before.
“Trixie was thinking, that with her magic gone, that maybe it would be a good idea to start at the basics. Restart from there, and then proceed to a higher level each time.”
“Hmm, that’s not a bad idea actually Trixie. Though you can’t start yet, as I mentioned several times before by now.”
“I know, and I won’t use magic. I just like to get prepared already.”
It’s as good as a story as any, and it seems Twilight does believe you as she goes to the library, most likely to search for that book. You, for your part, pretty much wolf the rest of your oats down, before you follow after her.
As you enter the library section, you see Twilight on the other section looking for your book, but when you come closer she bends down to look at the lowest section.
Oh sweet Celestia! Like this, you are getting a glorious view of that ass! Does she even realize that she’s basically flaunting her plot right in your face? That firm ass, those ripe cheeks are pretty much right in your face as she’s looking over at the books titles. This ass, this glorious chubby ass was made for teasing, and she most likely doesn’t even realize that she is doing it.
“Let’s see here. How to paint a house with your friends? No. The history of Equestria: a griffon’s tale? Nope. Sea ponies: real or myth? Not this one either.”
She’s discarding the books she takes out with her magic left and right, as she keeps looking, but you don’t care right now. All you can do is stare at this picture of heaven in a trancelike state as you feel the blood rush to your cheeks. Too bad the tail is hiding the goods! But, what if you lower yourself? That way you can bypass her tail, and see the rest in all its glory!
Yeah, you’re a pervert right now, but you deserve a reward of some sorts for keeping up with this mess! That’s what you tell to yourself as you lower your body to the ground. Almost, but no cigar it seems! You’re still too far away from this angle, so you sneak closer as you try to not make a sound. What are you doing though? You’re basically acting like some dirty old pervert that preys on young girls. You should stop this!
But one more look at Twilight’s chubby plot makes you go right back to your sinister deed. Geez, you really are acting like a horny teenager right now. Maybe that’s a side effect of the spell as well? But you really need to stop this. What if she spots you?
You are about to, but Twilight moves slightly backwards to get a better view of her books, and bingo, the money shot! Like this, you can see her slit in all its glory! It’s somewhat puffy looking, but when you took a glance at your own on the first night you became Trixie, it was the same, so it must be the norm for pony vaginas. It looks tight, almost virginal as it’s barely open at all. Should be normal since she isn’t aroused, but your virgin theory might be right there too! You don’t know why, but that almost makes you euphoric with glee.
You can feel your tail is rising on its own again, so you know you are getting aroused. Crap, you shouldn’t have done this! Though, you can’t deny that a small part of you is happy that girls still turn you on. The last thing you want is for guys, or stallions for that matter, to look attractive in this body. You can do without that, that’s for sure!
What you wouldn’t give to dive right into that slit though! For some reason it is all you can think about, as if your brain has only one more goal in life. That being, eating out Twilight till she cums all over your snout!
Should you? She’d like that right? You should just jump her and feast on that slit till your drowning in her juices an…
“Trixie? Why are you on the floor?”
You snap out of it when you spot Twilight turned around, looking at you in confusion, with a book in her magical grip. Fuck! You were so lost in your inner debate about assaulting Twilight’s private area that you failed to notice that she turned around. Think of an excuse, fast!
“Trixie, um… was… also looking for the book?”
Yeah, that sure came out confident, you dunce, is the first thing that comes to mind right after. You fucked up, and you know it.
“You were looking for the book, by lying on the ground?”
“Yes… you see, you are bigger than me, so by doing this, I could see the bottom row of books through your legs…” You can feel a cold sweat drop running down from your face as you try to bullshit your way out of this.
“Trixie,” She starts and you fear a severe scolding or worse “no offence, but sometimes, you are weird.”
“Ah… yeah, ahahahaha.” A weak and fake laughter is all you can muster in response, as Twilight walks towards the couch, with the book held in her magical grip following her.
“Found your book by the way.” She says as she walks away from you, and you swallow the lump you didn’t know you were holding.
What the fuck was that, though? You aren’t a pervert! That’s not normal behavior for you at all! Neither was that panic attack last night! Goddammit, just how much has this spell gone messed you up? Also, does Twilight know? She doesn’t seem to be as chipper as earlier, and pretty much gave you the cold shoulder there. Should you apologize?
Yeah, that will go well over with her. ‘Hey, sorry I stared at your vagina, I won’t do it again’. Ugh, no way are you doing that. But, you don’t want her to be mad at you as well.
“Trixie, are you coming?”
You shake yourself from your inner dialogue, and go towards the alicorn waiting for you.
“Here you are, The Illustrated Guide to Magical Mishaps.”
“Thank you.” You respond as you grab the book from her levitation grip. Though, looking at the cover already fill you with dread. She wasn’t kidding when she said that it was a foal’s book, as it looks like a children’s picture book.
“I told you that it’s nothing special.” Twilight explains to you, as she must have seen the look on your face.
“Oh, don’t worry. It’s fine.” You respond. Truth be told, anything is good, as it might help you learn the basics of magic. Even if you don’t know how, this body does, so maybe there is some way for every unicorn to focus their magic by deep breaths and focusing the mind or something? Whatever the case, this might help you. Oh, but first you need to do something else. “Oh, and sorry about… you know.” Well, you officially screwed you over, but you can’t let that be. Better to finish it now, than to have to do it later when it’s worse and even more awkward.
“About what?” Twilight looks confused at you.
What? She didn’t know? Is she really that innocent that she had no idea that you were taking a look at her goods? Or does she want you to be more specific? Is that her way for getting back at you? Making it say out loud?
“Um… you know, lying on the floor when you looked for the book?” You mutter as silently as possible, as it’s so embarrassing now. You once again feel the blood rush to your cheeks, but for a different reason this time.
“Don’t worry about it. You just wanted to help find the book right?”
She really doesn’t know? Why does she seem so upset then?
“Twilight, why did you give me the cold shoulder back there?” You just ask her upfront now, as this is really making you so confused.
“Cold shoulder? Was I? I’m sorry if it seemed that way! It’s just that I need to do an inventory of the food that we need, so I sometimes get a bit upset when I’m running late. I’m really sorry!”
Oh… oh god. Now you feel like a monster. She really is that innocent, and you peeped on her like some dirty old pervert. You honestly can’t help it, and give her a hug, much to the confusion of the purple alicorn.
“Trixie, what are you doing?”
“Just showing you how glad I am that you’re willing to put up with me.” You reply, as you mean every word of it. At the same time, you take a vow that you will never do something like that every again. Spell gone wrong or not, you don’t want to feel like a sack of shit ever again!
“You don’t have to do that, but thank you all the same.” Twilight gives you a minor hug back, before letting go. You do the same as you feel that’s all you can do. “I got to say though Trixie, you really changed since last we met. Though, I suppose we never truly spoken to each other unless it was us two fighting.”
“Ah, yeah. Sorry about that.” You rub the back of your head sheepishly, as you don’t really know how to reply to that.
“Well, I’m glad we get the chance now. But first, I really need to start on that checklist. If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen.”
You nod to her as you turn and walk away. That was so awkward, but at the same time, it also felt like you somehow bonded a bit more with her. Still, you really need to know why you got so turned on by her plot. Well, turned on to the point that you lost all rational thinking. Panic attack last night, and now this? That’s really stuff that you can do without. And who’s to say what else might be wrong?
Ugh, worry about that later, and try that book first. Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky.
You take a seat on the coach, and open the book with your hooves. Sure enough, your initial idea of a children’s picture book seems to be correct, as you got an illustration of foals looking all kinds of happy when they’re using spells such as levitation, and using their magic to hold stuff.
Great, and here you thought this would benefit you somehow. Although flipping the next page, does seem to have some basic knowledge of how to use magic as it shows a step by step based guide, filled with illustrations with text next to it. Too bad that you’re not allowed to try this out yet, as it might bring you that much closer to getting home.
A sudden knock on the door interrupts your chance to start reading, so you call out to Twilight that someone knocked on the door.
“It’s probably some pony that’s here to check out a book.” She responds to you as she walks to the door. When she arrived, she opens the door and you can see a minty unicorn standing in front of it. Is that Lyra?
“Sup, Twi.” She nonchalantly greets the lavender mare.
“Oh hello Lyra, here for the next issue of the Mystical Mysteries in Modern Equestria?”
“You know it.”
“It’s been out for like a week already. I’m surprised you didn’t visit sooner.”
“Bonnie was rather busy this week when a big order came in from Manehatten, so I helped her out with it. It took us way longer than we both expected. No idea who orders two ton of candies for a wedding, but least the pay was good.”
“Two ton of candy?” you blubber out, as you overheard that last part.
“Oh, didn’t know you had visitors, Twi?”
“Allow me to introduce you two. Lyra, this is Trixie. Trixie, meet Lyra.”
“Oh, you’re the unicorn that tried to take over Ponyville.”
“Ah… yeah, sorry about that.”
“Eh, s’cool. Was interesting for a bit anyways.”
“You’re not mad?”
“Not really. You didn’t harm me or Bonnie, so you’re cool in my book.” Lyra suddenly comes closer to you. “Just don’t try to harm Bonnie, or we won’t be so cool.”
You gulp, as her eyes went from nice to evil in the flash of a second. Somehow, you know that she’d do terrible things to you, should you ever try to harm her ‘Bonnie’. Wait, Bonnie? As in Bon Bon?
“I’ll go get your book now.” Twilight interrupts, and you’re thankful she did. You’d always expected Lyra to be laid back, but that threat felt worse then when Rainbow and Applejack yelled at you.”
“So, just me being curious and all, but why’d you come back to Ponyville. Can’t really say ponies are thrilled to have you back… no offence.” Lyra suddenly asks.
“Um, I sort of lost my magic?” You mutter weakly as you feel upset again. She didn’t have to mention that last part though, as it makes you about to cry. Geez, just what is up with you that you overreact to everything?
“Oh bummer, happened to me once before. Eh, don’t worry about that, it’ll come back sooner or later.”
“You did? How’d you fix it? And how did you lose it in the first place?”
“I uh…over exercised helping Bonnie. As for fixing it, I just rested, and had Bonnie do the work for me. Just be lazy for a week and barely do anything yourself should fix it. Mind you, not that I abused it and made her do everything for me, but you sure miss magic as a ‘corn right?”
Over exercised? What the hell does that mean and why did that little pause seem so awkward? Also, if it just you, or does she have a really weird way of speaking. It almost seems sassy. Well, not like you ever heard her utter much on the show so it’s not like you can do a comparison with that, but you sure as hell didn’t expect Lyra to be like this.
Before you can ask her anything else, Twilight returns with a book held in a levitation grip and hands it over to Lyra, who grabs it in her own magical grip. Funny, you’re almost jealous of the two, as they make it seem so easy.
“Here you go, Lyra, the latest copy of Mystical Mysteries in Modern Equestria.”
“Thanks Twi! I’ll have this back to you in a few days. Catch you later, and good luck with the regaining of your magic Trix.”
Trix? You’re Trix now? Oh well, you decide to let that slide, as she doesn’t seem to have any grudge against you. At least one more pony in this town that doesn’t want to strangle you, unlike the rest.
“Have a nice day Lyra, and say hello to Bon Bon from me.”
“Will do!”
“Enjoy the human thing.”
As soon as the words left your mouth, you know you fucked up big time, as Lyra froze in the doorway. You let your guard drop for one second, and you flap out some stupid canon piece. Not to mention screwing yourself over. But wait, maybe you didn’t? You couldn’t seem to talk about yourself to Twilight at all, but somehow you could let the human part slip to Lyra? Maybe, just maybe, she is your ticket out of here?
But this silence is horrendous. It’s like she’s frozen in time, and when you glance over at Twilight, she seems…worried? Or is that scared? Just what is going o-
“YOU’RE A HUMIE?”
The sudden outburst was enough to make you flinch back in fear. Did she just say humie?
Within two seconds, Lyra has turned from the doorway to being right up your snout.
“YOU TOTALLY ARE, AREN’T YOU?”
What’s the heck is going on? Is that canon crap real after all? Wait, does that mean humans are known here? Maybe you got a ticket out of here after all!
“So, which one is your favorite?”
Favorite? Does she mean human? They got favorites know? Unless in some twisted joke played on you, they actually got their own cartoon show here about humans? Surely that can’t be true, right?
“Lyra, I think you’re coming on too strong for poor Trixie.”
“Oh, sorry Trix! It’s just been a while since I’ve seen another humie. Most ponies in town don’t read my stories. Too much action and fighting for them, you know! Bunch of lamo’s if you ask me, but you’re a fan, right?”
Did she just say stories? What stories? Isn’t Lyra supposed to be a musician? Wait, she’s writes stories now? What the hell is going on here?
You glance over at Twilight who is sighing? What the hell did you do?
“Um…” You honestly are at a loss for words, as you didn’t expect this development at all.
“Lyra, sorry to bother your interesting chat with Trixie here, but we’re supposed to do some stuff.”
You are? You glance over at Twilight again, an-… Oh, oh right, you get what she means when you see her expression.
“Yeah… You know… book stuff. Very important book stuff!”
Book stuff? That’s the best you can come up with?
“Oh, well s’cool. I’ll talk to you another time then Trix, but you better be ready for awesomeness then, humie!” She finishes while holding her hoof in front of her. Surely she isn’t?
She is… might as well do this.
You hold back a sigh as you do the same posture before she slams her hoof into yours. Your very first actual brohoof… with a ‘humie’ … you already miss that awkward one with Twilight.
However Lyra even knows about your species is a total mystery, but somehow you don’t even want to know, if she goes all mental like that!
“Sweet! Catch you later Trix! You too, Twi!”
You both say your goodbye’s as she actually leaves the library this time, and you can’t help but race at the door to slam it shut. What the hell was that?
“Trixie, please don’t tell me you’re going to go all Lyra on me?” Twilight eyes you with a weird look.
“No! I’m not a …humie. What’s a humie anyways?”
It works! You can relate your species in this way to her! And it seems she got some background on it, if she knows about them! Just got to play it cool and maybe you can bypass that magical block!
“Lyra’s apparently always has been…fanatic about mystical beings. Aliens from other worlds, she calls humans, or all kinds of other weird creatures she comes up with. It’s actually amazing how she makes up these mystical creatures on the spot and can make an entire story about it. I’d be jealous, if it wasn’t so farfetched at times. But these last few months she’s been even worse, and started writing books about those humans, or sometimes other creatures, getting into all kinds of adventures.”
“She’s a writer? Funny, I always thought she was a musician.”
“Oh she is, but lately she writes stories too. And while I hate to admit it, they’re really good. Why, if she wrote them about ponies, instead of her love for those weird beings, I’d dare say that she’d be the most popular writer in the action and sci-fi genre, possibly even beating Daring Do!”
Heh, figure that. You never expected that minty hyper pone to be any good at writing, but if anyone would know, it’s the pony that loves books.
“They’re that good, huh?”
“Well, I personally found them good. Most ponies in Ponyville haven’t even read them it seems, which is a shame for poor Lyra. But they’re selling really well in Manehatten and Las Pegasus, last I’ve heard.”
Maybe you should bother to read her stories, one day. Speaking off books though, maybe you should go back to your own.
“Out of curiosity, Trixie, How did you know about Lyra’s obsession with mystical beings?” Twilight interrupts you before you can move.
This is it! Just flap something out, and you can start your awkward way back home!
“I, uh, heard about it while coming into town! But how’d she come up with the term humie?”
“That’s what she calls her fans, and it seems they went with it. They also seem to be really energetic about Lyra’s creative mind, hence why I got worried there for a change.” Twilight laughs awkwardly. “Most are alright, but some of her more vocal fans…” She trails off, and you instantly know that’s a bad sign.
You really need to know what the hell kind of stories Lyra’s writing before you make this even more awkward. So much for that being your ticket out of here. You can’t help but let out an annoyed sigh. Every time you get a window of hope, something else shatters it five seconds later. Lyra’s over to top reaction was enough to make you flinch back, and for a second you expected her to shoot out spaghetti from her horn or something. You rather do without being called a ‘humie’, that’s for sure. Somehow, you doubt these stories did your species any proud either, if the writer is anything to go bye. And the last thing you need is for Twilight to think you’re some fanatical bro… wait, make that humie, that’s obsessed with her stories.
“You ok, Trixie?”
“Yes, I am.” You lie in response. Screw it, might as well go back to reading your magic book. “Well, that was an interesting visit, but I guess it’s time for me to go back to reading.”
“Hey, you made a friend at least.”
That does make you pause. Sure, Lyra’s didn’t hate your guts, that threat about her ‘Bonnie’ not withholding, but did you really just befriend Lyra? Just like that? Maybe there is some hope for your dumbass after all. If that is all it takes to befriend ponies, then you can try to work things out with Rainbow and Applejack as well. For all you know, you need the Elements of Harmony to get home anyways… God, you so hope that’s not true.
“Well, I’ll go work on that checklist now. Enjoy your book, but remember, no magic!”
“Yes, mom.” You fake being annoyed, as Twilight giggles at your response. One thing is for sure. You’ll sure miss that cute sound.
You head back to the couch and pick up your book. Time to finally read through this an-
Before you can even think about the end of that sentence, you hear another knock on the door. Now what? That better not be another crazy pony like Lyra.
You don’t even have to call Twilight this time, as she goes towards the door, though you can see her looking a tad annoyed. Boy, she really takes those checklists serious, does she? Better not say the word tardy or she might just explode or something. You watch as Twilight opens the door, and…
“Why, hello Twilight, dear. Could it be possible to speak to your house guest?” You hear the ever so elegant voice of Rarity ring out.
You close your book, again, and go towards the door, wondering why the white unicorn wants to see you.
“Me?” You ask, as you step outside the door. You can indeed see Rarity, holding what seems to be a back, and next to her, Fluttershy who actually isn’t scared of you at all, as she isn’t hiding behind her mane, or any of the other ponies, and even smiles at you. Least your ever so awkward visit seems to have worked it seems.
“Ah, there you are darling. Fluttershy here told me all about how you helped her, and since I do feel bad for your particular problem, I’ve come up with the perfect solution!”
“What would that be?”
“Why, the spa of course!” She says it ever so radiantly. “You need to relax, and become completely unstressed, so what better way to do so then at the spa?”
“The spa? Me?” Yeah, that frilly stuff really isn’t for you!
“Why, of course darling. Myself and dear Fluttershy hold a weekly soiree, if you can call it that, at the spa to relax and unwind from all the stress and hardships our works bring with it. Why not come with us then? My treat!”
“I really don’t think that’s such a good idea.”
“Oh nonsense darling. Aloe and Lotus are professionals and you’ll be absolutely gorgeous by the time they’re done with you.”
That’s what you’re afraid of. Spa visits aren’t for guys! They’re for girls, with mud masks, and sauna’s and god knows what else kind of crap. You don’t need some mud to help you relax!
“I think that’s a wonderful idea.” Twilight suddenly chimes in, and you can’t help but glare slightly at her. Traitor!
“See, even our royal highness agrees.”
“Rarity, please. You know I don’t like that.”
“Such a shame, dear. Why, if I was in your horseshoe’s, I’d be absolutely radiating an-“
A sudden cough from Fluttershy stops Rarity from continuing.
“Ah… yes. Just a little joke.” She laughs awkwardly, but within two seconds seems to go right back to a proper stance. “Now, as I was saying. We’d be absolutely thrilled to have you join us.”
Man, she’s about two seconds from begging you it seems, and Twilight seems to be pushing you to go with them as well. Maybe it might be helpful in the long run? Neither of the two seems to be on good terms with you just yet, though Fluttershy isn’t scared of you at all anymore. Rarity seems to have forgiven you before ‘you’ even set a hoof back into town it seems, and Twilight’s just been friendly with you from the beginning. Well, besides the awkward first meet.
Fine, you’ll go along with this thing. One of your many fucked up plans was to befriend these ponies anyways.
“To the spa it is.”
“Marvelous, darling! You won’t be sorry, I promise you that.”
This might not be so bad after all. Besides, how bad could a spa visit be?
“Have fun!” Twilight waves at you before going back inside her library.
“Y-… yeah, sure.” You mutter in response.
Why did you agree to this? Twilight quickly told you that it might help you befriend Rarity and Fluttershy, which obviously was what you thought too, but the more you think about this, the more you can’t help but worry that this will end up in tears. Your tears! This frilly stuff isn’t for you at all… even if you enjoyed that mane brushing earlier. Well, fuck. Now you got that speaking against you.
“Are you ok, Trixie?” Fluttershy comes in your point of view. You must have been spacing out badly there. Though you can’t help but notice that she does seem to be relaxed around you now. That’s a good sign, right?
“Sorry. I was just, thinking.” You trail off at the end.
“Don’t worry about your magic darling. As a unicorn myself, I can understand how scary it must be for you to lose the ability to use your magic, but if Twilight says that all you need is some rest, then I’d listen to her. Why, she is only the Element of Magic after all.” Rarity tells you.
“You ever lose your magic then?” You turn to look at the fashionista pony as she quickly gets a shocked look on her face before it turns into a thoughtful one.
“Well… not one of my proudest moments, but yes, I too have known the drudgery of being without magic for a short time. As dreadful as a time as it was, it did improve as time passed and a few days later I was back to my merry way, so I wouldn’t worry too much. These things just take time, that’s all”
You can’t help but wonder what Rarity has done to lose her magic. She does seem to mostly use hers to make clothing, but you’re already well aware that a lot of stuff that happened to them wasn’t even in the show. You can’t help but wonder what kind of shenanigans these ponies are going through when they’re alone, but the fact that you’re basically a cartoon pony yourself now, walking in a made up world by a company selling toys makes you come up blank. For all you know, this is just some really fucked up dream, or you somehow slipped in a coma after one rough night. But then, you vividly remembered the agonizing pain of Trixie swapping souls with you, or whatever the hell that was, so you know that wasn’t a dream at least. Ugh, thinking about this now won’t do you any good, so you snap yourself out of it as you notice that you arrived at the market. It’s not as busy at this time of the day it seems, but you can still feel all the ponies at this market staring at you, even though you can’t see any of them actually looking at you. You knew this was a bad idea, but you suppose they won’t try anything with two of the Elements with you. But your resolve quickly shatters when you notice who Rarity and Fluttershy are walking towards to. None other than the orange farmer pony, Applejack, who seems to be manning a stand to sell apples at this market. You’re about two seconds from making some excuse and bolting back towards the safety of the library, but you did promise to both yourself, and Twilight that you would try to amend for the wrongdoings that you, or well, the real Trixie, caused in this town so you might as well try to start here and now.
“Hello Applejack!” Rarity greets her ever so joyfully as Fluttershy waves a bit meekly.
“Why howdy there, Rarity, Fluttershy,” She responds, but as she spots you, you can see her face going from a smile to a frown. “Trixie.”
Well, least she said your name and didn’t shout at you to get out of town this time. That’s a start.
If Rarity can sense the awkwardness, or is trying to ignore it, you can’t tell, but she’s trying to steer the conversation in a positive light. Fluttershy however just seems to do what she does best when things get uneasy, that being hiding behind her mane and try to make herself as small as possible. Funny, you wish you could be the one doing that this time.
“How’s your day going? Why, we’re about to hit a nice relaxing day at the spa.”
Rarity tries to steer the conversation away from you it seems, but somehow you doubt it’s working too well.
“Mighty slow right now since it’s still early, but it’ll pick up soon.”
For a second, it seems this will be a normal conversation after all, but that quickly turns sour when she puts the whole sentence from earlier together.
“Beg yer pardon? Did ya’ll say you’re going to the spa? As in, with that der filly as well?” She finishes while pointing an accusing hoof to you. So much for this scene not going bad, it seems.
“Why… yes. Surely if there is one pony in this town who can forgive those who’ve sinned before, it should be you, Applejack?”
“That ain’t the same and ya know it, Rars!”
“Oh come now darling, surely you’re being too rough on the poor dear? She even helped dear Fluttershy out last night!”
Applejack only looks at Fluttershy, who with a ‘meep’, quickly hides behind you, making you once again the center of attention. The entire market has come to a screeching halt at is now looking at the scene in front of them. Sadly for you, you are that scene.
Well, this is it. You can either stand here and look like an idiot, let her continue to make a scene, bolt back to the library and disappoint Twilight, and maybe ruining the one shot at befriending these ponies, or you man… uh woman, Ugh, pony up, and deal with it, in the nicest possible way of course. No need to make them think you’re still being that type of pony.
“Rarity was nice enough to ask Trixie to join them on their spa visit, so she decided to join them.” You try to act as Trixie as possible, while not going over the top with her looking down on others. But that seems to sit wrong with Applejack, who’s now eying you angrily. Fuck, this is going all wrong.
“Ya don’t strike me as the type of pony who would join others in the spa. More like shove them aside or even try to drown them, so you can get pampered before others.”
Ouch, that one actually stung. Is that how Applejack views Trixie? But you got to stay calm, or this will go all wrong.
“Trixie can hardly drown ponies without her magic now, can she? She’s trying to turn over a new leaf, and is trying to apologize to the ponies she wronged before, as well as try to befriend them. Trixie would even be happy if you can forgive her!” You’re laying it on a bit thick there, but who knows, it might work!
“Lookie here, ah just don’t trust ya. Ya barge in here, acting all sad about past events, but ya done fooled us all before. Not to mention the timing of this here story is mighty strange if y’all ask me. Ah can tell yer hiding something or ah ain’t the Element of Honesty, and until you explain what that is, yer not welcome in this town. Now ya’ll can kindly leave me, so ah can try to make some sales.”
So much for your sappy story working. Damn Earth pony is freaking cold, and it seems she’s even telling her own friends to take a hike now? The real Trixie must have really done something horrible to make Applejack act this pissy. If only you knew what.
“Applejack, darling. Don’t you think you’re being a bit too harsh? The poor dear has been trying.”
“Rarity, do ah got to remind ya of yer mane? Or Rainbow’s wing? Or the fact that she’s currently mooching of Twilight, but had no quirks with banishing her of our town? Ah don’t trust her, and that’s final!”
You can tell Rarity is trying to think up something to defend you, but even you know how pointless this is. Trixie has really been a right bitch to these ponies, and it doesn’t seem Applejack is ready to let that go yet. You do the only thing you can do in this situation, and that is telling Rarity to let it be, and move on. There is no point in trying to patch things up right now, especially when you’re both pressured for time, and got a crowd ready to make matters worse. Better to back off for now, and try another time.
“But darling, surely-“
“Don’t worry about it Rarity. She’s right, and I don’t think you’re going to talk her down like this.” You respond while trying to calm them down. The last thing you need is for them to fight each other, especially if you might need the Elements of Harmony to undo this thing. You turn to Applejack and speak your final speech before dripping off like a soldier who just lost the war. “Just, Trixie know you hate her, but don’t hate Rarity and Fluttershy, please.”
“Why would ah hate ma friends? We might not always see eye to eye, but that’s what friends do. They fight, and make up. But ah still don’t trust you, or ah ain’t an apple!”
Well fuck, this was supposed to be a fun day for these two, and now you ruined it. Why do these things keep happening to you? Did you piss off some deity back home that is now making you suffer and relishing in it?
You feel somewhat depressed, as you walk away from the market. In truth though, you just want to try to salvage this day, as this isn’t exactly the place to be right now. Even as you walk away, you can feel everypony their eyes on your back, but you decide to suck it up. You walk slightly slower once you leave the market to allow Rarity and Fluttershy to catch up.
“I’m ever so sorry about Applejack, darling. I swear she’s normally never this mean to strangers.”
“Trixie is hardly a stranger now, is she? Though I can understand why she’s so mad at me. Still, I don’t like being called a liar, when I really can’t use my magic.” You finish with that, since that does feel the worst for you. You’re being blamed for trying to do something with the appendance atop of your head, but right now, it’s a useless thing.
“You have to understand that ponies are frightened by what has happened back in Canterlot. Nothing like this has happened in hundreds of years. Why, the last murder in our borders has been eighty years ago, and that was a single case. This was an act by many in the name of bigotry, and even though the mercenaries and rebels are currently sharing a cell in the dungeons beneath Canterlot, the masterminds of this are still at large, hence why ponies are still terrified. Ponies like our dear friend Applejack for example. They don’t like being afraid, and thus see ghosts everywhere. Why, she still thinks you’re a spy of all things.”
“But I’m not. Why in the world would Trixie come here, just to spy and try to destroy this kingdom?”
“Relax darling. I believe you, so does dear Fluttershy here, and I’m sure Pinkie would have warned us in that very unique way she often does, if you really did come to harm us in any way. But you have to admit, that the timing is peculiar. Even more so, when you claim that you haven’t heard anything about these events. Once again darling, I’m not trying to be rude here, but it all speaks against you.”
You hate to admit it, but it does make so much sense. It doesn’t help that you woke up in a prison cell, and even though it was for gambling and owning money, it still reeks fishy. For all you know, the real Trixie really was helping into overthrowing this government somehow. You can’t help but feel depressed once again, and it must have registered on your face as Rarity is quick to apologize.
“Oh goodness me, do forgive me. I do like to go off at times like these. It does sound like some mystery novel, does it not? Let us never speak of it again, and let us finally go and enjoy some much needed relaxation!”
The rest of the trip is met in silence for the most part, though you did fake an interest in how Fluttershy came to join Rarity on these weekly visits. You can’t exactly tell them that you know that already, thanks to the actual show, so you pretended to be actually curious. It also helped to once again bring out Fluttershy out of her shell, as she seemed to have fallen silent after that incident at the market. Still, it was a nice little chat to learn some background on their friendship – which you made sure to make a mental note of for later usage if needed - and ended up being timed just right to arrive at the spa right as she finished explaining. You got to say though, that from the outside this place doesn’t look that special. Sure, it’s bigger than most of the houses around Ponyville and it does have a sign that reads something, but it doesn’t look much different from the rest of the place. What does that sign say anyways? As you come closer, you can see the sign that reads ‘Aloe and Lotus Blossom’s Day Spa’ which once again doesn’t exactly make you jump for entering this place. These ponies sure are bad at marketing their stuff, but since this is the only spa in town, that sign might not even be needed.
You allow Rarity to enter first, before following yourself, and turning to hold the door open for Fluttershy. She actually seems startled for a second, but quickly thanks you for the gesture before walking in, all the while giving you just the tiniest of smiles. It can’t help to try to score a few brownie points with the few ponies that do seem to like you, just in case.
The income hall is actually not as big as you expected, with a few chairs and plants in a small area. You spot a round desk, which must be where they welcome their guests, but it’s currently unmanned. You can see a long hallway behind said desk though, that does seem to have a few doors, and in the end you can spot that big pool that you’ve seen in the show before, so maybe this place isn’t as tiny as you expected after all.
As you look around the place, you can see Rarity from the corner of your eye, walking towards the desk. Just what is she planning to do? Before you can ask her though, you can see her press her hoof on something, and a millisecond later, you hear a ding song ringing throughout the place. The hell was that? It sounded like a bell, but you swear it rang throughout the entire place, at the same exact tone, as if the sound moved from place to place like a gust of wind. As you look at the desk again, you can see a round shaped bell that you would see in buildings like hotels, but you swear it was glowing just ever so slightly. Magical bells? This world is getting weirder and weirder, that’s for sure!
It takes a few more seconds before two almost identical ponies approach from the hallway. While one looks to have a pink color scheme, the others has a light blue, but both look the splitting image of one another. You of course already know who those two are, but you can’t help but notice that the way they walk is a bit odd, the way they swing their hips in an almost sensual way. You actually got to shake your train of thought as the two arrive at the desk, as you were already starting to think of a dirty fantasy. Damn, sexy twins is a fetish on its own for you.
“Ah, miss Rarity.” The blue one starts to speak with an accent that sounds Scandinavian or something like that. “Are you here for the usual special course with miss Fluttershy?”
You can’t help but overhear that special course part. Rarity must really be spending a ton of bits here if she has her usual special course. You’ll never understand why woman fret so much over these beauty parlors, but maybe you’ll learn that today.
“Oh not today I’m afraid, darlings.” As you look over at Rarity, she almost seems to be blushing? You wonder what that is all about. “As you can see, I brought a new friend along for today’s soirée.”
“Ah I see.” The blue earth pony walks towards you. Shit, you forgot which one is which, but then again, does the real Trixie know these ponies to begin with? “Good morning miss, my name is Lotus Blossom, and over there is my sister Aloe. Would you be so kind as to give us your name?”
That fixes that problem, you think as you give her your name.
“Uh, I’m Trixie.” You reply sheepishly. It’s honestly weird when you got to actually say it yourself, though a small part of you is happy that these ponies don’t know you. “Rarity was kind enough to invite me over today.”
“Trixie, as in the Great and Powerful Trixie?” So much for these sisters not knowing you it seems.
“Um… yes.” You reply weekly. Fuck, why is Trixie so well known around this town?
“I see.” Lotus mutters to herself before going back to her sister. You see them speaking quietly with one another for a bit, and can hear some whispering, but you can’t actually hear what they are saying. Now you’re even more curious and slightly worried. Are they going to tell you to take a hike too?
You’re about to look at your company, when the pink sister finally speaks for a change.
“Right this way, please.” Aloe smiles at you and the two element bearers as she turns around and walks back into the hallway, accompanied by her sister.
You wait for Fluttershy and Rarity to start moving, before you walk next to them. This hallway is actually pretty spacious, and a lot longer than you expected. You can see doors every few feet, which you assume are the rooms they do massages in, but as you walk you can’t help but smell something sweet, almost richly intoxicating even. As you try to look around to try to find where the smell is coming from, you are flabbergasted as you notice the two masseuse ponies walking before you. Once again, they got the same enticing hip sway going on, but it seems to be accompanied by their tails going back and forth, and every time it does, you can briefly see mare genitalia. Don’t these sisters realize that they’re flashing your party with their goods on full display? You quickly look over at the two ponies next to you, but neither of the two seems to notice the act, or if they do, they sure as hell aren’t showing it. You try hard not to stare, but dammit, you’re still a male in there somewhere, so you can’t help but let your eyes wander. All too soon though, you arrive in the big area in the back that seems to be the room that you have actually seen in the show. Sure enough, the big round pool takes up about half of the room, while there are some tables and massage chairs for various acts present here. You do wonder why they got those tiny rooms then, but as you look around, you can actually see a staircase going up. This place got even more rooms?
You snap out of it as you hear Aloe talking, though you can’t help but see Lotus stare at you for a few seconds in a weird way. You can’t really explain how exactly, but at least it’s not the angry look like the rest of the ponies so far have given you.
“Here we are. Unfortunately Vera has fallen ill, and since miss Rarity doesn’t want the special today, I’m afraid that one of you will have to wait, as it is only me and my sister today as the masseuses.”
You once again can’t help but feel confused about that. Why wouldn’t you have to wait on that special course? They’re only with two ponies, and there are three of you here. These sisters are starting to freak you out for some reason, and once again you can’t help but see Lotus stare at you for a brief moment. My god, if you weren’t accompanied by Rarity and Fluttershy, you’d be totally freaking out right now. For a second, you actually wonder if these two are planning to murder you somehow, as you still haven’t forgotten that scene earlier at the desk. Just what were these two whispering about, and was it some plot against you?
“I… um… I don’t mind waiting.” Fluttershy squeaks out. Damn pony is way too shy, even amongst her friends.
“Nonsense dear, you’re my guest as is Trixie here, so I shall be going last.”
Are these two seriously bickering about who is going last? You aren’t exactly thrilled for this anyways, so if anyone should be going last, it’s you.
“Um, Trixie doesn’t mind going last. She has never done this before anyways.”
It was a line like any other, but you swear that it must have sounded like you just confessed to a murder, as all four mares look at you as if you have grown a second head.
“What?” you blab out at their looks.
“You have never gotten a massage, or been to a spa treatment before?” Aloe asks you while slipping out of her gentle role for a second. As you nod, she’s coming closer, as if she was afraid that you would die then and there. As she does though, that intoxicating smell from before hits you again. Is that some perfume or something they are wearing?
“You poor darling! Now I really insist that I go last.” Rarity looks like she’s about to have a heart attack.
What? Oh hell no, that’s not what you wanted “No really, go ahead. Trixie isn’t good with these things.
“But I couldn’t even possible think about doing such a thing, why it would be so uncouth of me!”
“Trixie insists that you go first.” You start to get annoyed, and for a second, you almost sound like the actual pony when she gets annoyed. You got to be careful with that, before you start another scene.
“Now miss Rarity and Trixie, calm down please.” Aloe walks in between you. “Perhaps I got the solution to this problem.” She looks at you both, to make sure that she got your attention, as well as Rarity’s. “Maybe it would be best if I took miss Rarity to the mud baths, so my sister can start to massage miss Fluttershy, and when I have finished setting up miss Rarity, I can come back to start massaging miss Trixie. Unless you’d like a mud bath as well, miss Trixie?”
“Uh, no thank you. That won’t be necessary.” You fight the urge to grimace at that. You’ll never understand why people would pay to sit in mud for a while, even if it brings about relaxation and helps to rejuvenate your skin or whatever that actually did.
“Well, I suppose that does seem like a fair deal, but I insist that you give my new friend here the best massage she can possibly experience.” Rarity beams at you, and for a second you’re actually happy at the word friend. That is until you see Aloe looking at you with that same creepy look Lotus gave you. And this time you actually recognize it. That’s a come-hither look if you have ever seen one, and for a brief moment you feel your cheeks flush. The heck is all that about?
“Of course miss Rarity. When have we ever not.” The pink earth pony replies, while she’s still giving you that same look, and for a second you’re wondering if you actually entered some sort of erotic massage parlor, but you quickly shake that thought away. Surely you’re mistaken here, as you’ve seen these ponies do regular massages before on the show. Even if you’re not, you doubt Fluttershy of all ponies would even set a hoof in a place like this in a million years, if your assumptions about this being some erotic massage place are right. Still, as you notice Rarity walking away, and Aloe walking next to her, you are once again greeted with that same hip swaying moment, and can once again briefly see her vagina. Ugh, calm down. These ponies are usually naked, so maybe they just don’t pay attention about covering the goods like humans do?
“Miss Trixie? Could you sit here please, while I start to massage miss Fluttershy? My sister will be back shortly.” Lotus breaks your inner monologue, and with a nod you follow her to a seat. As you sit down, you actually notice that you’re looking directly to the end of the massage table, and see Fluttershy taking place atop of it. You can’t help but find this odd, as you can basically look directly at how the yellow pagasus is going to be massaged. You expected these massages to be done in private, but apparently that’s a mistake. You watch as Lotus appears with a bottle in her mouth before placing it on the table, and you realize that it must be massage oil. So they do use that at least. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you can’t help but wonder how hooves of all things can feel nice and relaxing, but these ponies must be used to it. Funny, you wonder how they would react to being massaged by hands, and for a second you can’t help but giggle softly as the image of Lyra screaming in ecstasy of being massaged by a human pops into your head. That damn fanon sure ruined your already dirty mind, that’s for sure.
You hear Fluttershy udder a ‘meep’, so you quickly glance over to see that Lotus has started putting on the massage oil onto her body, but you quickly realize that Fluttershy is lying with her face away from you, which means… that her plot is facing directly towards you. Why the hell do these things keep happening to you? This is like a male’s dreams, if he wasn’t a pony, or if the girls weren’t ponies either, or if you still had your penis and weren’t a pony girl yourself…
“Sorry, miss Fluttershy. I know it is cold, but it will heat up soon enough when I work it into your skin.” Lotus explains as she places the bottle down again, and starts to work the massage oil into Fluttershy her fur. You still don’t know how hooves of all things can feel good, but pretty soon Fluttershy seems to relax under the ministrations of the masseuse pony working her. That is until Lotus starts to work on the kinks in her back. You do briefly remember something about Fluttershy having issues with her back from the chat while walking to this place, but the last thing you expected was for Fluttershy’s wings to spring wide open and stand fully erect. Did she just pop a wingboner? Surely that fandom shit was fake, right? Maybe Lotus plans on massaging her wings as well, and you’re just looking way too deep into this. That must be it. You’ve just been corrupted from reading all those fandom stuff that you keep seeing sexual content in stuff that isn’t any at all, even if this would be highly suggestive back in your world. Well, if girls had wings at least… and walked around naked, and had tails that sometimes showed of their backside.
And imagining human Fluttershy being massaged by a naked Lotus is enough for you to feel your tail start to raze again. Crap, not this shit again! Everything is fine, your newfound friend is just getting a massage for the pain in her back, nothing more, surely there is nothing sexual about that and… did Fluttershy just moan? You glance over at the scene again and… OH BOY. Whatever Lotus has been doing with the yellow pegasus must have felt good, as she’s having her goods on full display. Her tail has been lifted up as well, and by now you knows what the hell that means, but what’s more importantly right now is that you can see Fluttershy’s slit. What is this? Are you some protagonist in some harem anime that keeps getting into perverted situations?
You take a few deep breaths, and try to calm down. After you glance once more at the shy yellow mare, you can see that she hasn’t moved her tail down again, and Lotus is currently working her magic on her. A loud gasp however makes you right back to where you started.
Calm down, this is a massage, nothing else. Certainly nothing sexual, even though you can see pony labia, and she’s letting out tiny gasps as Lotus is working on the kinks in her back. Sure, Fluttershy is groaning in pleasure and has started to slightly bend and twist on the massage table as Lotus is for some reason starting to look as sexy as can be in your mind, and when you take a deep breath to try to calm you down you can smell that intoxicating sweet smell again… well, that’s not helping. You can’t help but glance every few seconds, before quickly turning away, only to repeat the action. As Fluttershy her movements is increasing when Lotus does indeed start to work on her wings, and she’s getting more movable, you do hear Lotus kindly asking her to lie still, but you’re certain you just saw her crotchboobs that sure as hell don’t look as tiny now that you got a look at it. Even though you don’t have a comparison for the rest, you’re actually pretty sure that your assumption of Fluttershy being the stacked one seems to be correct.
But this isn’t helping one bit. You’re almost glad that you lost your penis, as you’re sure it would be rock hard by now and leaking all over the place. You’re actually thankful for being a mare for once, though this hasn’t made you any less turned on. You can’t help but wonder if that is your own male mindset, or if this body is reacting to the scene. Maybe Trixie really is a lesbian after all? It would explain those raunchy images of Twilight… great, now you got that stuck in your head again.
“Miss Trixie?” you jump out of your train of thought as a voice calls out for you. As you turn around, you spot Aloe standing behind you, so that means she must have returned from having set up Rarity her mud bath. How long did you space out there though, and why does the pink earth pony have that weird grin on her face?
Oh. You come to the realization.
Oh crap. You totally spaced out, but at the same time, your view was right on Fluttershy’s haunches and the goods between it. Does she think that you were peeping? Well, ok, you actually did do that but having her know is bad, very bad!
“Miss Rarity is relaxing in her mud bath right now so if you could follow me, I can start your massage.” Even though she says it so surreal, like nothing happened, that little grin stays on her face. Christ, everything these sisters do reeks of sex in your mind, but after those scenes earlier, you’re more than ever convinced these sisters do more than just give plain massages!
“I uh… I’ll be right back! Toilet!” Is all you can blubber out before you bolt it out of the room and leave the alluring mare named Aloe behind. You need a breather, and frankly, some time to calm down as you don’t exactly want to writhe around like Fluttershy has been doing there. For some reason, you’re starting to feel really hot, and your tail has been refusing you to calm down, and that perfume isn’t helping you either. Man, you really are either one horny bastard right now, or this body is going through some sort of sexual desire.
Your eyes fling open as you realize ponies actually got these moments, and for a second you fear your estrus is upon you, but it’s not like you’re dying for sex right now either, though you’re not that far off from it either. More than likely, this is still the male you in there getting some kind of reaction to constantly seeing girl parts, though it seems you’re fine with pony vagina’s now? Maybe you’ve always had a thing for them, and never realized it? That alone makes you cringe though, as the last thing you wanted to find out was that you’re sexually attracted to pastel colored ponies. Though none of the mares who’s you seen in all their splendor right now are giving you the same affect Twilight had earlier on you, so that’s a good thing. Though, that once again begs the question, as to why you almost dived in between her legs to feast on that perfect slit. And while you’re imaging that scene, where you’re eating out Twilight, as she is saying your name over and over, you once again start to feel incredibly hot. The fuck is wrong with you?
You can’t help but to slam your head against the wall, in some weird effort to calm down. Maybe you need a freaking cold shower instead of the toilet?
“Miss Trixie, are you alright?’ A voice rings out behind you, and with a startled yelp you turn around to see Aloe looking at you with a worried face. Drat, how long has she been there, and did she see what you did?
“Um, yes. Trixie couldn’t find the bathroom.” You finish with a weak, embarrassed laugh, in the hopes that she hasn’t seen you do that, though from the look of her face, she sure as hell did.
The masseuse pony looks at you a bit more with a worried look, before she points her hood to one of the front doors in the hallway. “That’s where the toilet is, miss Trixie. I’ll be waiting for your massage, so don’t be long.”
“Trixie won’t be long!” You nearly run in the freaking bathroom, as you feel embarrassed as can be. Can you seriously get any more awkward right now? It’s bad enough that you see sexual stuff everywhere, but now this? Maybe ponies just do these things completely different, and while it might be alluring, and definitely hard for your male self, this might be the norm for them. For all you know, they think you’re the weird one for reacting like this. Ugh, you need to clear your mind!
Thankfully, there is a big sink here with a long mirror, as well as a few stalls. While the bathroom thing was a little white lie to get away for a little bit, you do walk up to the sink and start to splash some water in your face. You glance at yourself in the mirror after having done that, and thankfully there isn’t any bruising from just having slammed your freaking forehead against a wall. The hell were you thinking, doing that of all things?
You still feel that something is off about those sisters though, and you can’t help but start to think about that special course they talked to with Rarity. That blush plus the way these sisters act, walk and talk definitely isn’t innocent at all. Ugh, fuck. Why are you even reacting this badly to it? You’re a dude for fuck sakes, so if anything, you should be thrilled about seeing their girly bits in full display! Besides, if they’re taunting it, you got every right to look.
With renewed willpower, you decide to go back out there and get that massage. It would be rude after Rarity and Fluttershy brought you here to begin with, even if you start to realize those two must come here for more than just some weekly spa relaxation. And while you wouldn’t exactly call this place relaxing for you, the massage itself might help you regain that magic that you’re so dead set on getting back. No matter how weird it might get, you’re going to suck it up, get that massage, somehow get on even better terms with the fashionista and the pet lover, and get one step closer to getting that magic back, and thus one step closer to home!
You’re about to leave the bathroom again, but as you come closer, you see a note pinned to the door. Ever so curious what it says, you pick up the note and read the text.
The pawn has been placed. Which path shall it pick?
“…”
What is this? Is this some joke?
You shrug and crumble the paper before tossing it into a nearby trashcan. Probably someone playing a prank on you, or maybe it wasn’t even meant for you to begin with as you’re sure more ponies use these toilets. If anything, it might just be some bored janitor putting notes up all over this bathroom, just like you would find sleazy pickup lines and telephone numbers that undoubtedly would lead to sex, in toilets back on earth in places like trucker bars and such.
And yet, you cannot help but look back one more time to the trashcan, before going back to the big room in the back. Now that you managed to calm down somewhat, you might as well get this over with.
As soon as Aloe sees you, she smiles and beckons you over. “Everything alright now, miss Trixie?”
“Yes, Trixie is fine.” You respond, but you’re quick to notice something is of, or more importantly no longer here. Where did Fluttershy and Lotus go? “Um, Trixie can’t help but notice that we’re all alone here.”
“Ah, my sister has brought miss Fluttershy upstairs, to set up a steam bath for her. She’ll be back shortly, but for now, why don’t you lie down on the table, so I can start to begin your massage.”
You honestly couldn’t help to think that maybe Lotus was giving her a more personal massage somewhere in this place, but once again it seems that it’s just your dirty mind coming up with scenarios. You’re a bit of a pervert sure, but you’ve never been this bad before, and today you’ve been keeping at it. Aloe isn’t even acting weird at all even though she’s alone with you here, so why did you think that this pony was going to do something sexual again? You really need to find out what the hell is causing this, as you’re becoming creepier and creepier.
You get on the massage table as Aloe instructs you to lie down with your front hooves to your sides. As you do so, you can’t help but smell that perfume again.
“Trixie’s been wondering... just what is that smell?”
“Oh, is it not to your liking, miss Trixie?”
“Oh no, nothing like that. It’s just nothing I am used too.”
“It’s the sweet fragrance of the lotus flower, lilacs to be precise.”
“Oh, that makes sense.” You let out a dry laugh as you notice it’s their cutiemark. “Must be a hard perfume to come by though, I assume.”
“Who says it’s a perfume?” Aloe softly whispers in your ear.
Wait what? Your eyes fling open as you stare at the pink pony besides you, but she’s acting like nothing is wrong. Did you mishear that, or is she playing you for a fool? But if it isn’t a perfume, then where is that smell coming from?
You’re about to question that remark, if it wasn’t for the sound of somepony walking towards you two. You turn around to see the other Blossom sister, Lotus approaching you.
“Ah, did everything go fine with miss Fluttershy?” Aloe asks her sister.
“Yes Aloe, I set up her steam bath and came to help you with miss Trixie.”
“Help her?” You can’t help but ask. How in the world are these two going to massage you together? Come to think of it, why are you even allowing one of them to touch you? Those hooves will break your back!
“Oh yes, miss Rarity asked us to make sure that you would enjoy your first ever massage.” Lotus starts to speak, as you feel Aloe move around and open a closet close to you. You turn around and spot her taking out some bottle. Didn’t they already have massage oil?
“What is that?” You ask once again, as you start to feel nervous.
“It is just some massage oil, miss Trixie, nothing to worry about.
“But didn’t Lotus already have a bottle out that she used on Fluttershy?” You seriously can’t help but think something is terribly off about this whole thing. Who ever heard of getting a massage by two masseuses at the same time? Unless it’s the type of massage you can’t help but keep popping up in your head. Damn perverted mind of yours might not be so off after all.
“This is a special brand, that helps you relax even more.” Aloe smiles at you, as she undoes the bottle and let some of the content drop on your back. A small yelp is let out by you, as Fluttershy wasn’t kidding about it being cold. Is that normal? The more you think about it, the more you start to panic.
“Relax, miss Trixie” Lotus this time smiles as you feel her hooves on your back. She’s going to break your freaking back! WHY DID YOU AGREE TO THIS?
You start to struggle something fiercely, to try and get away from whatever horrors these sisters plan to unleash upon your poor weary pony body, but when Lotus starts to increase her grip on you, you feel a second set of hooves start to work the oil in your body.
“Please, miss Trixie.” Lotus struggles to hold you “There is no need to be afraid. Just let us do our job, and we promise you won’t regret it.”
Like hell you will! Sure, Aloe isn’t hurting you yet, but she’s just rubbing that oil around your upper body. Once she slams those hooves into you, you’ll be a broken husk if you’re lucky! You try to struggle even more, but the blue masseuse pony has an iron grip on you, and it actually takes all your willpower not to scream in terror. Various images of these two beating you half to dead, before tossing you in that pool of water to let you drown flash into your mind.
Aloe stops rubbing the oil into your skin and for a second you think that you’re save. That is, until you actually feel her hooves back onto your body, and starts to apply pressure. Oh god, this is it! This is how you die! They’ll find your mutilated body somewhere, broken and drowned. Or perhaps they’ll just dump you into the forest somewhere and… this… this actually doesn’t hurt at all. In fact, it feels pretty good. You swear you hear the two sisters giggle above you, and for a second you wonder why, until you realize that you just sighed in pleasure. You can’t help but feel embarrassed about your acting back there, but at the same time you make a note that it was once again something you wouldn’t normally do. It reminds you of that anxiety attack last night back at Fluttershy’s cottage, which means that once again, it must have been that spell gone haywire and messing up your emotions.
After noticing that you have calmed down, Lotus stops trying to pin you down, and starts to work in tandem with her sister. For a second you wonder just how four hooves are capable of applying pressure at your tiny back, but they sure as hell do it without issues.
As the two sisters start to really make work of your back now, you got to admit that you’re actually amazed of their skill and teamwork, so you just allow yourself to slip back and relax. Incredibly girly and embarrassing or not, this just feels so good.
“See, miss Trixie. Nothing to worry about” You don’t even know which sister just talked, as you had already closed your eyes. Maybe you needed this? You do feel your body relaxing more and more, as they work on you.
You continue to mutter silent groans as you can feel all the tension slipping away from you, surprised that you were so tense to begin with. But that is most likely from all the stress accumulated these last few days. No doubt anyone else in your shoes - or would that be hooves - would be just as stressed as you are, and that’s just from waking up as a pony - female none the less - in a strange world that only supposed to exist as a cartoon. That doesn’t even mention the really weird part about not being able to tell the truth, or your messed up emotions and somewhat lust driven body.
“You can’t Aloe. Remember what miss Rarity told us.” A sudden voice rings out and you open one eye to see Aloe standing before you, her mouth open and nearly enclosing around your horn.
“Oh that’s right.” Aloe glances at her sister before looking back at you with that same come-hither look from before. “It’s such a pity that you lost your magic miss Trixie. I would have loved to give your horn a nice little massage of its own.”
You swear you saw the pink mare licking her lips as she said that, so it’s not too hard to imagine what she meant by that. It takes every ounce of your willpower to try and stop your tail from lifting itself, as you try to calm your mind. That was no longer something you could mistake, as it was a pure, one hundred percent certainty that she was talking about licking and sucking your horn. You do wonder if your horn is actually a thing that can derive pleasure, but you rather not find out like this.
But that basically means that you really are one step short of receiving an erotic massage, or are already in the midst of one if that flank rubbing was anything to go by. Should you allow this? If these two want to step it up a notch, you don’t exactly know if you’d relish the thought, or stop them. You haven’t forgotten how you kept exploring your new body two nights ago, and how good that felt on its own. If recent events are anything to go by, you’re about to be serviced in a very special way. By twins, none the less!
But it seems you’re not so lucky, as Lotus finishes the last of your massage before she starts speaking to you. “There we go miss Trixie, I hope it was to your liking.”
You nod, even as you feel a tad disappointed that you’re not getting that erotic massage after all. You quickly shake that thought away though, telling yourself to stop wanting this. A polite cough from one of the sisters makes you stare at Aloe, as she starts to walk while talking. “Miss Trixie, we’re going to set you up for a nice hot bath now, so we can bring in miss Rarity and start her massage.
As you follow the pink sister, you see from the corner of your eye that the blue one starts to walk away, most likely getting Rarity, but you quickly halt as you notice that you barely walked ten feet. Glancing up, you spot that tub of water in the middle of the room, so you quickly turn back to Aloe as you give her a bewildered look. Surely they don’t want you to go in there.
As Aloe walks up the stairs, you sigh realizing that it is exactly what she wants. You begrudgingly follow the earth pony as you end up on the pool.
“Get in the water please, miss Trixie.” Aloe meanwhile holds up a small bottle before dumping it in the water. Quite quickly you smell several types of flowers like lavender, roses and of course lilacs. “This nice bath will help you relax and will get the oil out of your fur.”
You sigh again but decide to just get in it. You have to admit that massage was great, so perhaps this will help too. Slowly crawling in the water proves to still be a tad of an issue, not exactly being used to doing it with this body, but you manage to get in without drowning yourself at least. You do see Aloe staring at you with a worried look, but you quickly snort and tell some fib of not having done this before. The pink mare stares at you for a little while longer, before giving a shrug and walking back down. You have to admit the temperate is a nice type of warm, but not too hot either, and you do feel relaxed. As you see movement from the corner of your eye you glance down to see Lotus walking towards one of the massage tables, followed by an absolutely beaming Rarity. As she spots you, she waves quickly with a hoof before laying herself down, once again plot right in your direction. Thankfully, this mare manages to not writhe and moan all over the place as Lotus works on her, but you start to feel quite drowsy as the warm water lulls you to sleep.
***
You get snapped awake when a blue hoof retracts. You glance up to see an amused looking Lotus grinning down on you. Still somewhat groggy you mutter out something that either sounded like what’s going on or was gone none.
“You fell asleep, miss Trixie.” Lotus giggles at your predicament. “We let you sleep though after we noticed that there was no danger of you hurting yourself.” She continues to speak as she helps you out of the tub. Before you can protest she grabs a towel and starts to dry you, and you quickly feel a secondary towel working on your back side. Turning your head around you spot the other sister just giving you a small grin of her own as they work in tandem to dry you off. Once again the sisters work in perfect harmony, as if they do this every day – which just may be – and in no time finish drying you before tossing the towels in a round looking hamper next to the tub.
Silently giving you a sign to follow, you walk behind Lotus as Aloe walks right behind you. Once again you briefly wonder what they are planning but you quickly spot Rarity and Fluttershy wrapped in towels lazing about in two of the chairs. Before you can ask something, you get wrapped in a similar getup by Aloe, in a speed that would rival Pinkie’s antics. These towels do have that same lilac smell as half the stuff in this place by now, but it doesn’t make it any less bad of a smell.
“Ah, there you are, darling.” Rarity’s voice suddenly rings out as Lotus leads you to a chair in between the two. You briefly wonder why they’re not sitting together, but by the look of Rarity’s face, this looks planned. Not really liking what might still happen, but relaxing anyways as you realize that these sisters won’t act creepy with these two next to you, you go and sit down. “How did you enjoy your first ever massage?”
“It was fine…” You trail of wondering how to really word it, but not really finding anything you shrug before continuing. “Trixie really enjoyed it, and it made the stress disappear in no time.”
“That’s nice to hear, but we’re not done yet.” The fashionista unicorn suddenly beams at you. “We still need to get facials!”
A facial, really? You give Rarity your best are you shitting me look, but it seems the fashionista won’t take no for an answer.
“Oh come now darling. After a nice relaxing day, you cannot end the day with having some work done on your face. Just think, a nice relaxing chair, a nice chat amongst friends while our dear hosts give us a mud mask and make all that pent up stress melt away. Not to mention the wrinkles. Not that I have any of course, but one can never be too save.”
The shit you put up with. You think to yourself as you agree to do it. You watch somewhat intrigued as Lotus and Aloe starts to work on Rarity, by first putting yet another towel over her face, before doing the same thing to you and Fluttershy. You can feel that the towel is hot, and briefly wonder why they did this. Thankfully, they remove the damn thing after only a minute or so, before Lotus starts to work some ugly green goo on Rarity her face. Surely they don’t expect you to get the same treatment?
Before you can even voice a complaint, Aloe appears before you, flashing a smile before she starts to work that same goo on your face. It feels weird as hell, but at least it doesn’t smell bad, as you can make out the tiniest hints of cucumbers. While you’re not that excited about this whole thing, you just allow it to happen, since you are getting it for free. After Aloe makes sure your entire face is covered in the green goo, she places two slices of cucumber on top of your eyes. With nothing else to do but just sit there and letting that stuff harden on your face, you hear one of the sisters walk away from you and going to another patron, most likely Fluttershy, to receive a similar getup, or that’s what you assume anyways.
“So, darling.” You hear Rarity’s voice all off the sudden. “How are you finding Ponyville?”
“Um, I’m not really sure how to respond to that.” You respond honesty. You haven’t really been exploring the town much, and wherever you go, bad stuff tends to follow.
“Right, do forgive me dear, I can assume that it’s not easy for you but don’t worry. Ponies will turn around as long as you don’t give them anything to fear you.”
That’s not really helping there. You mutter inside yourself as you withhold the notion to roll your eyes. Probably for the best with those cucumber slices over your eyes.
“Pinkie seems nice, as does Twilight, Spike, and of course current company.” You hear a few laughs and thank you’s being said. “The rest… well, let’s just say Trixie is grateful for not being stoned to death.”
“Oh, come now, darling, surely it’s not so bad.” It’s too bad that she can’t see you, or you her, as you really got to fight the urge to deadpan at her. “Well, admittedly some ponies aren’t thrilled to have you back, but you have turned over a new leaf, so they’ll just have to come around sooner or later.”
“Something tells me it will be much later.” You snort. “Rainbow Dash and Applejack don’t even trust me, I’ve not seen Pinkie Pie since we all got together at Twilight’s house and even Spike still seems afraid of me.”
“It’s um… you got to um… give them time.” Fluttershy’s voice rings out as you nearly forgot the quiet pegasus was with you two.
“Fluttershy is right. Just give them some time, and they’ll turn around in no time, and the rest of the town will soon follow. Why, you already started on a good path when you joined myself and Fluttershy!” You fight the urge to snort again as Rarity starts to brag. “But enough about these depressing matters. How’s time with Twilight?”
You swear you can practically hear the gossip meter explode inside her head, and you suddenly realize why she had you take place in between her and Fluttershy. Like this, you’re basically surrounded for a cross examination and the fashionista doesn’t seem content with letting you go before she knows it all. And even though you can’t see it at all, you feel all four mares eyes on you.
“What do you mean?” You suddenly don’t feel so keen to answer these questions anymore.
“Oh, I’m just curious. You two haven’t exactly gotten along in earlier conversations, but now it seems to be going fine?” She ends it as a question.
You sigh, something you’ve been doing quite a lot lately as you ponder how to respond. “Twilight’s just allowing me to stay at her place until I regain my magic, and Trixie feels bad about how she acted before. Hence why I’m trying to apologize to Twilight, her friends, and hopefully the entire town. She never meant for that Ursa to come to town.” You finish although you do mutter that it wasn’t your fault but Snips and Snails for luring the thing to Ponyville in the first place.
“I see…” The white unicorn responds. “Twilight seems happy though.”
“She is?” You respond as you hear movement to the right of you before you feel the towel around your mane being undone. “Um, what’s going on?”
“Nothing to worry about dear.” Rarity responds from above you, so she’s the one undoing the towel. “Normally Aloe and Lotus would also be so kind as to shampoo our manes, but since you’re new to this, I thought it would be best if I did it.”
You shrug, not really caring, though you do feel a bit weird about a spa doing hair washing.
“Anyways, as I was asking dear, has anything strange happened?”
This time you can’ help but snort. “If I didn’t know any better, this almost feels like a cross examination.” You decide to just worth it.
It stays silent for a few seconds, before a fake laugh is heard. “Nonsense dear, just curiosity… Well, I do admit I’m ever so curious to hear about your… friendship, yes.”
“Nothing much happened. Twilight is friendly to me, and the only weird part was when Lyra visited.”
“Oh…” Rarity trails off again as you feel a shampoo of some shorts being rubbed into your scalp.
“Aren’t we in massage chairs?” You’re pretty certain there is nothing for that shampoo or any water to go into.
“Not to worry dear, just relax and we’ll be done in no time!
You mentally shrug again, and close your eyes, letting the fashionista work on your mane.
***
About twenty minutes has passed now, and Rarity has been asking you a few more questions. For some annoying reason, she really wanted to know what you and Twilight have been up to ever since she left the place. You recalled the stuff as best as you could and told them, all the while wondering just why she is so curious. Granted, she’s most likely worried about you not trying to fight the purple princess anymore, but there is a freaking limit. Thankfully though, that mane brushing was over rather fast, so the last minutes have been spend in silence, until either Aloe or Lotus told you three that it was time to remove the mud masks, which you are currently undergoing. You’re honestly ever so glad to get this icky stuff of your face, even if it has hardened onto it. Thankfully though, it peels right off and in no time you’re done and being led back to the entrance, almost as if they all off the sudden wanted you gone. The really weird part is that ever since your mud mask has been removed, Fluttershy has been almost afraid to look at you, and whenever you see her stare at you, she quickly lets out a ‘meep’ before turning away. You almost worry that something is still in your face, but you felt around and couldn’t feel a thing out of place so you just assume its Fluttershy’s way of being embarrassed about one strange thing or the other. Deep down though, you do have one final question in that she might have seen you stare during her massage though you’re quick to dismiss that.
“Ever so much grateful Aloe and Lotus.” Rarity uses her magic to pay the two, before she turns to you. “Well dear, I hope you enjoyed your massage, but know this.” She suddenly gives you a neutral look “A lady always gets even.”
You blink while looking at her confused. “Come again?”
“Nothing personal.” She almost sings it out as she opens the door and leaves, Fluttershy close behind. “This is where our paths stray I’m afraid darling, toodles.”
…That was really fucking weird. You can’t help but think as you turn at the two sisters, but they too seem to look at you with some odd look before quickly turning away. Was that compassion? Ok, what the fuck is going on?
Not liking this one bit, you make your way out of the place, and trace your way back to the library. Thankfully, the big tree is easily spotted from here, so you know where to go, but as you glance up at the sky, you can see the sun already setting. Holy crap, either you spend all day in there, or days here are a lot shorter. It would explain why you’re so hungry though.
As you make your way home though, you once again feel all eyes on you, but as you glance around, you can see ponies looking at you. Not angry, not upset, just staring and… wait, are a few of them laughing? Really starting to get paranoid now, you increase your pace to a trot and then start to run when even more ponies start to laugh at you. What the fuck is going on?
Your run comes to a shattering halt as you pass by a window and spot your reflection. You eye the pony in the window and let out a surprised shriek before moving a hoof up to your mane. Your normal greyish mane is now a really fucking ugly looking puke green! How did that happen? What happene…. RARITY? Rarity did this? You knew spa’s didn’t do hair washing! As you once again hear laughter, you turn around to see a few ponies laughing at your predicament, so you once again bolt it to the library, but it takes every inch of your willpower not to burst out crying.
Thankfully, with the sun already setting, and most ponies either busy finishing work and other various stuff, you don’t pass many more ponies, and pretty soon you’re closing at Golden Oaks Library.
You burst into the place, glad to be off the streets as you hear a yell of surprise from Twilight as she drops a few books she was carrying in her levitation grip.
“Trixie? What’s going on and-“ That’s about as far as she gets as her mouth drops open.
“You like it!” You snap angrily. “Rarity gave me a nice gift!”
“It doesn’t look too bad…” Twilight trails off.
“Not bad?” You snap back in response. “My mane is green, Twilight, GREEN!”
“Well, I can see that, but you shouldn’t overreact to it.”
“Overreact? She dyed my mane green! And here I’m trying to become friends with them! This isn’t what friends do!”
“Actually….,” Twilight looks at you with some bemusement at your predicament. “In Rarity’s case, it kind of is.”
“Huh?”
“Just come with me.”
You begrudgingly follow the alicorn as she leads you upstairs, and into her bathroom.
“Just take a seat.”
“What, in the bathtub?”
“Well, yes. I don’t want to get the floor all dirty.”
“Dirty with what? The ugly pieces of mane that you’ll be forced to cut out? Oh wait, that’s my entire hair!”
“Trixie, can you just calm down for a second.”
“Hmm, fine. Let’s see how you react when your mane is green!”
“Just close your eyes.”
“What fo- eekk.” You can’t help but let out a shriek as water hits your head, as Twilight is working the bath’s nozzle with her magic.
“Take a peak below you.”
You’re about to ask her why, but you notice an ugly looking trail of something dripping into the drain. Upon closer inspection, you come to the realization that it’s the same ugly green your mane currently is.
“Wha?”
“Rarity’s a really nice pony, but she doesn’t forget stuff like this easily.”
“So she made me into a freak? As if this town didn’t hate me enough already, now I’ve become a mocking stock.”
“Trixie, she did the same thing that you did to her, that first time you visited Ponyville. And trust me when I say this, you got off easy.”
“Easy? EASY? I look like a clown, and everypony laughed at me on my way back to here!”
“Let me tell you a little story. A while back, our friend Applejack went missing. We finally found her in Dodge Junction but she ran out on us. Long story short, during that chase, we lost Rarity and Pinkie Pie, because Rainbow Dash wouldn’t go back for them.”
You already know all this, but decide to just hear her out as she keeps washing your mane.
“We got Applejack to come home, but Rarity was forced to listen to an entire return trip of Pinkie ranting about Chimicherry’s and Cherrychanga’s. Don’t ask for the record.” She quickly tells you as you were about to ask her about that in the pretense of not knowing about it. “Anyways, a few days after that, Rarity forced Rainbow Dash to eat a bucket full of the deserts. Let’s just say for civil sakes that Rainbow her stomach couldn’t handle it all and it came out the wrong way.”
“Ow…” Well, that doesn’t sound much fun. “So, guess I got off easy after all?”
“I’d say you did.” Twilight giggles as she stops the nozzle. “Take a look in the mirror.”
You turn and do just that, and you can’t help but gasp as you notice the usual grey mane color that you’ve come to terms with. It’s not the prettiest color, but anything beats that green muck!
“Let me say this as well, Trixie. Rarity wouldn’t do that to ponies that she doesn’t consider friends.”
Before you can reply, Twilight leaves the bathroom to let you think about that. So, Rarity got even on something the real Trixie did to her, but she wouldn’t do that to anyone she doesn’t consider a friend? Does that mean she considers you a friend? Or is Twilight just wrong? It does seem in Rarity’s nature to want to get even for things done wrong in her book, and you can just see her thinking that she’ll destroy you, after ‘you’ ruined her mane.
Besides dyeing your mane green, she was nice to you though, unless that was all an act to let your guard down. She did seem interested in you, and more importantly, how Twilight was threating you, for whatever reason that might be.
Actually, come to think of it, why did you freak out so much about it in the first place? You’re not a girl! You’re just not! You might be inside a mare’s body right now, but you shouldn’t freak out over something like this! You’d be upset if this happened to your old body, but you’d just call the guy an asshole, laugh it off, and get even on another day. But now, you felt so embarrassed, and even feared that you’d look like some abstract painting gone horribly wrong, for the rest of your duration like this. These mood swings really are freaking annoying, and you sure as hell don’t hope that it’s brought upon by hormones, like you’ve heard woman utter so many times before. Do pasted colored ponies even get their periods? God, you hope not, as the last thing you’d want to go through is bleeding from your snatch.
Still, something feels off about you though, and as you glance in the mirror again, you can’t help but wonder what. All that green icky dye is gone, and you’re back to your azure coated fur and greyish mane and tail, so what is missing? What does the normal Trixie usually have that you do- Your hat and cape! It suddenly comes to you that you barely wore that stuff, and for some reason that just doesn’t seem to sit well with you. If you’re supposed to pretend you’re the real Trixie anyways, won’t they find it odd you never wear them anymore?
As you walk downstairs, you hear Twilight asking you where you are going. “To get my hat and cape!”
“To get my hat and cape!” Is the last thing you tell Twilight before you go down the stairs and start to make your way outside. As you open the door, you can see the sun has now almost fully set, giving the sky a nice orange and redish tint. At the same time, you can just briefly see the tip of the moon slowly rising towards the sky giving you a nice look of just how the sun and moon work on this world. Still slightly baffled that two miniature horses are responsible for this, you continue onwards with your minor quest.
You enter your trailer, and make a beeline for the bedroom. Once you enter it, you quickly find your hat and cape, and decide to put them on. For some reason, you just feel calmer and a feeling of safety comes over you, the moment you equip your wardrobe. You don’t really know why that is, but you can’t help but glance at the oversized mirror in the room.
You can’t help but admit that the hat and cape do look good on you, as if they just complete you. Maybe you better keep wearing these for now? You haven’t exactly done such a good job of pretending to be Trixie, though your newfound friends don’t seem to mind that too much. Still, wearing this makes you feel normal for some reason. If anything else, it does provide some modesty, as you still got some nagging feeling at the back of your head that you’re walking around naked all the time. But maybe, if for some reason you cannot undo this spell, you should just wear them already to get used to it? Doing magic shows might not be so bad after you regain your magic. In fact, it might even be cool?
“Oh, getting used to it, are we?”
What the heck? You nearly jumped a mile in fright of the sudden male voice! It sounds deep and gruff, but not unpleasantly so. You quickly glance around all over the room, but can’t see anyone.
“Up here, kiddo.”
You do just that, but can’t see anyone on the roof either. Is this some sick joke someone is playing on you?
“Atop of your head.”
Atop of your head? The only thing on your head is the magician hat. Is there something on top of the hat?”
“I am the hat, genius.”
A talking hat? It’s official. You have lost your mind completely. It was bound to happen sometime. A person can only take so much at once, and today has been ever so stressful.
“Not very talkative are you, partner.”
You look at the mirror again, expecting the hat to now have a mouth or something, but you can’t see anything of the sorts. Are you really going crazy? Or are you hallucinating? Ah, that must be it! Another side effect from that spell! That, or that ugly green muck in your hair has the side effect of making you as high as a kite, and you’re now imagining a talking hat.
“I can assure you that I’m real, and not some spell gone wrong, kiddo.”
What… did it just read your mind?
“Sure did, partner!”
What the fuck? He really did read your mind? How, what? Huh… buh?
Your mind is practically shutting down on itself, as you just can’t digest that info.
“Sheesh kid, you’re almost as bad as the boasting girl. Say something, will you?”
“Ten points to gryffindor?” Is all that you can blab out in response. This must be some dream! Talking hats don’t exist! No matter how weird this world might be!
“What? You’re a weird one, aren’t you?”
“Well, excuse me for freaking out when my hat suddenly starts to talk! I mean, if you could talk to begin with why the hell didn’t you do it before then?”
“Because you just awoke me, that’s why.”
“Awoke you? What the hell does that mean?”
“When the boasting girl switched with you, I went in a sleeplike state, waiting till you had enough magical aptitude to release the seal on me. But I got to say you impressed me, partner. It took the boasting girl years to wake me, and even then, had to use some powerful necklace to do it. And here you do it in just three days!”
Necklace? Surely he doesn’t mean that necklace?
“The alicorn amulet?”
“That’s the one. Nasty thing that. Nearly drove the boasting girl insane with power.”
So what? If you get the gist of it, this hat is some sort of item that becomes unlocked when you got the power to listen to it? That sounds like some bad RPG plotline!
“No clue what an RPG is kiddo, but that’s more or less correct. Well, there is a lot more to it than that, but for now let’s go with that.”
“Ok, let’s just say for the sake of my ever losing sanity that I believe you. Why can I hear you then, when it took the real Trixie years to do it? And whatever for, are you talking to me to begin with?”
“No clue about that one, partner. Heck, I can feel that you barely have any mana in you right now. Rightfully speaking, you shouldn’t come close to unleashing my seal. But hey, life’s just full of surprises, isn’t it? As for speaking to you, why shouldn’t I? You’re my current owner now, aren’t you, partner?”
“That’s another thing! Why do you keep calling me partner?”
“Because you are, aren’t you? You’re the current owner of me, since the boasting girl swapped bodies with you. Got to say, that’s a first for me as well. You’re just full of surprises, partner.”
This is insane! All the shit you have gone through these last days, and now this? This must be a dream! You must have fallen asleep, and must now be having some real vivid dream of the objective you tried to do, namely getting your clothes.
“Come now, kid. You’re smarter than that, I hope. After everything that you’ve been through, this is the part you can’t believe?”
“Well, of course I can’t! I mean, a talking hat?”
“Compared to a talking pony? Wasn’t that just as fake to you then, as me talking to you now? Heck, you are currently acting like one, aren’t you?”
“How do you even know all this? Furthermore, you’re still reading my mind! Stop doing that!”
“Hah, sorry about that partner. I was just trying to see who my new wielder was. As for knowing all that, when you unleashed the seal, I automatically got your memories as part of the process. Can’t say I’ve ever seen one of your kin before though. Even for one as old as me, this world can still have some surprises once in a while!”
“Wait, you know?”
“Haven’t you been paying attention? I already mentioned that you ended up switching bodies with the boasting girl a few times by now. And here I thought you were something special, kiddo.”
“Well, fuck you too. I’m just overwhelmed by all of this, ok? So, how do you know all this to begin with? When she switched bodies with me, I woke up in a cell, and you and the cape were being kept in storage.”
“Just because I get sealed every time my partner dies, or in this particular case, leaves this world completely, doesn’t mean I don’t see or hear anything. I saw it all, since a part of me is still bound to the body that you currently inhabit. Maybe that’s why you broke the seal so fast, come to think of it. Hah, that’s another new thing. Kid, I can tell you and me are going to get along just fine. I mean, if you already have so many surprises for me already, I can’t wait to see what you’ll do when you get your mana back!”
This still doesn’t make much sense to you, but maybe this hat could be an ally of yours? If he knows all this, maybe he can undo the spell that did this to you to begin with?
“No can do, partner.”
“Oh right, forgot about the creepy mind reading. Still, what do you mean, you can’t do it?”
“A spell like that is complex, not something you just do at a novice level. Truth be told, I’m surprised the boasting girl could do something like that, but I can’t undo it. Only the creator of the spell himself, or in this case, herself, can do it.”
WHAT? So all this time, when you were secretly hoping for aid from Twilight, or maybe even Celestia, has been for naught? If only Trixie can undo this mess, that means you are here for the entire duration! Or worse, forever, if she doesn’t uphold her end of this bargain!
“Are… are you sure? Surely some powerful being like Twilight Sparkle or maybe even princess Celestia can undo it? Heck, with you explaining it to them, I not only can actually tell them, but they’d believe me as well!”
“Sorry partner, but I can’t do that either.”
“What? Why the fuck not?”
“I’m old kid, really old. I’ve been around, and know all kinds of terrible secrets. Should I fall in the wrong hooves, who knows what kind of consequences might spring from it. Also, the Sun one isn’t one I’d like to meet ever again if it can be helped.”
The Sun one? Does he mean Celestia? Also, why the hell can’t he help you? Screw his consequences! This is your life for fucks sake!
“I’m sorry partner, really I am, but the Magic one cannot know of my existence. She’s… too eager about knowledge, and trust me, you don’t want her to find out my knowledge. That wouldn’t bode well for this world. As for the Sun one… it’s complicated. Let’s just say that the last time we’ve met, hasn’t exactly been the friendliest of encounters.
“So what, I’m just to pretend like nothing is going on, when a talking hat is right on my head?”
“Yes. Right now you have neither the mana, nor the magical aptitude to wield me anyways, so for your own safety, its best that you don’t act like anything is wrong with me. Don’t sell me short though, once you’ve gained some magical powers, I can be a great boon!”
“Since you somehow know about the ‘Magic one’, she’s not exactly stupid you know. She might notice something is off when I all off the sudden act all protective of my hat.”
“The boasting girl wore me for year’s day in and out. Aren’t you still pretending to be her, right now? That means that if you aren’t wearing me and the cloak, the Magic one might find something off about you, and it seems to me that you already had a turbulent ride so far.”
“I’m currently staying with Twilight to begin with. Trust me when I got the feeling that she will notice something is off about you.”
“Hah, what is it with the Magic one that attracts my owners so much?”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“The boasting girl seemed obsessed with her as well, to the point that she used my powers to become invisible and follow her for an entire day. That evening was very steamy, let me tell you that.”
Wait a second… is that how Trixie got those shots of Twilight getting off in her bed? So what, this thing can cast invisibility?
“I can assist in much more than that, partner, but you need to have the magical aptitude to be able to do it in the first place. I’m a great boon, and can boost your magical powers immensely, but if you got no control over your magic, and no mana like you currently have, I’m nothing more than a pretty decoration to keep your head warm.”
“So basically, you’re pointless to me right now?”
“Hah, you’re straight to the point, aren’t you partner. Got to say, I like that about you.”
“Look uh, if you’re going to drive me insane, the least you can do is tell me your name. You do have a name right?
“Y Ddraig Goch, though you can just call me Ddraig.”
“Ddraig? What the hell kind of name is that for a hat?”
“What kind of name is Trixie for one of your kin?”
“That’s not my name though, it’s just the one I’m stuck with for the time being!”
“Oh, and what is your name then?”
“That’s easy! It’s … my name is …”
You gasp in shock. What is your name? Why can’t you recall your own name?
“That’s what I mean, kid. When I got your memories, all I could see was Trixie as your name.”
“But that’s not my name!”
“I’ll take your word for it, but the boasting girl surprises even me. She didn’t seem anything special to me, even though she had quite the magical prowess inside her. It’s too bad that she didn’t have either the finesse, or the willpower to learn to control her mana flow better. Might have made her one of the most powerful unicorns in this day and age.”
“What the hell do I care about that! I don’t know my own fucking name now? What else has that blue bitch done to me? First I get an anxiety attack at Fluttershy’s house, then I act like some pervert towards Twilight and her friends, then I find some magical talking hat, and now this deal with my missing name? And you want me to act like everything is fine?”
“Kid, relax for a second.”
“RELAX? How the fuck do you expect me to relax? My entire life is being wiped from me! I already lost my body, and now my name! Who’s to say that my memories won’t vanish down the line as well?”
“It’s not as bad as it seems. And for the record, I’m positive this will not tamper with your memories at all but even if it does, you might be happier off for the time being. Some of them aren’t exactly the best kind of memories and seem to make you quite unhappy. I can understand that you’re upset about all of this, but think of it as a holiday for the time being.”
“A holiday? And screw you! It might not have been anything special, and sure, I might have been unhappy at times, but you’re not the one who got everything stolen from him!”
“Hah, let me tell you a little something, kid. I wasn’t always a talking hat, nor was I stuck on helping ponies with their magic. So believe me when I say that I understand you freaking out. But it won’t help you anything down the line.
The hell is that supposed to mean?
“All in good time, kid. All in good time.”
Goddammit, Ddraig is pissing you off! Every time you got a question, he just deflects it with some half assed answer, or makes you have even more questions.
“So what, you just expect me to complete my half a year of being stuck in this body? In case you didn’t notice already, Trixie’s not exactly the most welcome pony here.”
“You do what you planned on doing in the first place. Befriend the Loyalty one, and the Honesty one, and then, learn to use magic. This world isn’t as bad as you might think, partner, and before you know it, you’ll be switching back with the boasting girl to go on with your life.”
“And I’m just supposed to hope that she will actually do that?”
“I admit that the boasting girl isn’t exactly the most noble of ponies, but just as I am your partner now, I was hers as well for a little while. She’s not as bad as you’d like to think and trust me when I say that she will honor her end of the bargain.”
“Noble my ass! She stole my body, in case you have forgotten! I was stuck in some jail, while she’s doing god only knows what with mine!”
“Temper kid. You’re quite easily agitated, aren’t you? That can be dangerous down the line.”
“Stop talking in riddles! And of course I’m agitated! The hell do you even mean that me being angry can be dangerous?”
“Like I said before, I can boost your magic powers through the roof if you can wield me. But, what if someone like you, who has zero control of her mana flow, was to lose control in a fit of rage? It could be quite disastrous.”
Ddraig is that powerful?
“I am, kid. That’s why you can’t let me fall in the wrong hooves.”
“What if someone does find out about you? And steals you to use your power?”
“Partner, play this scenario in your head for a second. What if some pony was hell bend on revenge, and wanted to stop at nothing to get it. Now, what if said pony was quite a powerful unicorn with a very high magical prowess. Now, what if, with my powers, I boost that magical prowess immensely. Why, said unicorn might even be able to hold a one on one fight with the Sun and Moon ones, and might even hold enough power to win.”
No way. Your hat is that powerful? Just what the hell is this hat?
“As it stands, you must have heard of the rebellion against the Sun and Moon ones in the city of white and gold. So you can see how that could end up. Admittingly, not many of your newfound kin are as powerful as the Sun and Moon ones, but a handful of them might very well be.”
Ugh, you completely forgot about that. Still, it’s not as if you can calm down in an instant. But, maybe you should listen to him? He does seem to know more about this than you, and maybe he might be wrong about Twilight, or Celestia not being able to help.
“I can’t deny that I might be, kid. Like I said I’m old, but you’ve given me more surprises in the last five minutes than I’ve had in a very long time. Who’s to say how the Magic one will evolve around you.”
The hell is that supposed to mean?
“You’re a clueless one, aren’t you partner?”
“Huh? Sometimes you make no sense, Ddraig!”
“Hah, you’ll learn in time, kid.”
“At the very least, do you know if something went wrong with the spell? I haven’t exactly been myself at times.”
“Hmm, it’s odd.”
Odd? What’s up now?
“As I got your memories, I can see how she did the spell, and as such can see that nothing has gone wrong. And yet, there seems to be some lingering effects inside of you, that for some reason, even I cannot detect completely.”
“Huh? What lingering effects?”
“A spell that complex will usually leave behind some magical residue, think of it as a fingerprint of some sorts, as your kin seems to be so keen on. Normally, that’s easily detected if one knows that it’s there, and in the case of foul practice, can be attempted to be undone. But for some reason, the residue in you seems to be erratic, to the point that I cannot get a read on it. I got to say, that’s never happened to me before either. Perhaps it’s because of your world and the lack of magic there?”
“Residue? And I thought you said that this spell can only be undone by the real Trixie?”
“Not what I meant, partner. That residue is the most likely reason why you’re having these side effects. The fear you experienced, the lust for the Magic one and the sisters of scent, even the anger towards my previous owner. As it stands, it’s driving your emotions to the max, and could potentially harm you, or in the worst case scenario others caught in the crossfire. While the spell itself cannot be undone, the residue can be expelled from your body in normal cases. But I’m just guessing here, as I just cannot get a read on it. It’s as if something is blocking my ability to do so and that is quite impressive. Was the boasting girl always this powerful? And to what end did she do this?”
Wait, it’s driving your emotions to the max? Does that mean that all that awkwardness from before was you, but without rational thinking? That the panic attack at Fluttershy was just you being scared a bit? That you really did lust after Twilight and to a lesser degree Aloe and Lotus? That can’t be true, right?
“Think about it what you will, partner, but know that as long as the residue is inside of you, that it might affect you if your emotions run wild.”
So what then? You’ll be fine as long as you keep a check on your feelings?
“That should do it.”
Great, now you can’t even be pissed off about all off this?
“Sure you can, kid. Just don’t overdo it. You wouldn’t want to lose control and harm the Magic one, would you?”
That makes you halt. Could you really harm Twilight in a fit of rage? Just because of a talking hat? Maybe you shouldn’t wear him then?
“Won’t do any difference, partner. You broke my seal, so you activated me. You might not feel it now, because of your lack of mana, but my power is already inside of you, just waiting to be used. Whenever you wield me or not, won’t change that fact.”
What? So you’re a potential walking time bomb waiting to be set off?
“Not if you control your emotions.”
As if anyone could with this mess! Not to mention that making up with Applejack and Rainbow Dash will automatically piss you off to begin with!
“Hah, just take deep breaths kid. But remember this. Right now your mana pool is really low, to the point that it could kill you, should you tap into it. I’d hate to see my new partner die already, just because she couldn’t control his anger.”
Oh for fuck sakes! You forgot about that as well. You really need to start paying more attention to these things. Though, you can’t help but feel a bit annoyed at him calling you a she.
“That you do, kid, and mayb- Kid, the Magic one is coming.”
“Huh? How’d you know Ddraig?”
A silence is all you get in response.
“Ddraig?”
“Trixie? Is everything alright?”
You turn around to spot Twilight inside your living quarters, looking somewhat upset. Oh crap, did she overhear that?
“I’m fine, and coming.”
“Oh thank Celestia, you just stayed away, and I feared something had happened to you.”
She was afraid for your safety? Is that why she was upset? You can’t help but lightly blush at that.
Wait! Isn’t that bad? You don’t want to let your lust take the upper hand again! Though, that’s not lust that you’re feeling right now. But then, what are you feeling? Happiness? Joy? A hint of sorrow for making her upset?
Ugh, whatever, you need to get to Twilight, before she gets suspicious.
“Sorry about taking so long. I was just cleaning up some stuff in my bedroom” You tell a quick lie as you walk towards Twilight.
“No worries. I just felt worried when you didn’t come back, and thought that you were still angry about the whole Rarity messing up your mane thing.”
“Nah, I got over that, don’t worry. I’d just hate to leave my stuff like a mess.”
“I see you’re still wearing your hat and cape though.”
“Ah, yeah,” You laugh somewhat awkwardly. “I may not be upset anymore, but I just feel relaxed like this. Force of habit, you know.”
“I see.”
“So uh… all done here.” You let out another awkward laugh.
“That’s good…” She replies just as awkward. If you had a knife right now, you could cut the tension.
Thankfully, your stomach saves you by letting out a rumble, letting both you and Twilight know that you’re hungry. Come to think of it, you haven’t eaten since this morning.
You blush as you let out a giggle in embarrassment, though Twilight has an amused smirk on her face.
“Hungry, I take it?”
You nod in response, thanking the gods to having saved you from that awkwardness earlier. The last thing you want to do is talk about talking hats to Twilight, if the hat in question is just going to remind quiet anyways. You got enough shit to deal with, without making Twilight think you’re going insane.
You silently follow Twilight back into the library, but not before making sure your little stage cart is closed. Who knows what other types of secrets this thing has inside of it besides the ones you already found. Come to think of it, didn’t you find all kinds of stuff inside of Ddraig as well? Besides things related to magic shows you did find some other types of items like a map and such, including that purple toy… yeah, you got another awkward talk coming up soon with your hat it seems. But that will be for later when you’re alone with him because right now it’s food time!
As you enter the house, you notice the once clean library now looks like a mess, with various books discarded left and right. You know Twilight dropped some books when you entered earlier during your mane fiasco, but this looks like a small cyclone went off and threw half the library in a strangely fixed mess. It’s a mess sure, but it’s an assorted mess done by someone obviously looking for something yet not finding it. Eh, truth be told you barely care right now as it’s not your mess to clean up anyways and your biggest priority right now is to get some food in your belly anyways. As you follow Twilight into the kitchen, your nostrils are instantly hit with the pleasant smell of frying butter with hints of vanilla. Wait, could it be? As you walk towards Spike, who seems to be wearing an apron and seems to be cooking something, you’re pleasantly surprised to see your initial though was true. Pancakes! You nearly weep for joy as you at least don’t have to eat more oats or fruit tonight!
As you quickly take a seat and try your hardest not to drool in anticipation, you watch how Spike seems to use his own fire to cook the round cakes before placing them on a plate. You got to admit that it looks cool but you are awfully hungry so you can’t help but hope that he’ll be done soon. Thankfully, you don’t got to wait much longer as he seems to be thinking the same thing you are, and when he places the last one atop of the large stack of deliciousness, Twilight uses her magic to levitate them over towards the table, and places it down so it’s easy accessible for the three of you. Barely managing to hold yourself back before the princess and baby dragon also take place at the table, you allow yourself to quickly pick the small piece of heaven with a fork when they finally do, and wasting no more time, you bring it to your plate, almost drench it in syrup as a follow before finally rolling it up and all but shove it into your mouth. Oh… MY… God… This is the best thing you have ever eaten. It’s the same as any other pancake to the best of your knowledge, but to your new taste buds, it’s the size of a taste atomic bomb. A culinary orgasm seems to be happening inside of your mouth right now, and all you can do is take it with excitement. All too soon the sweet cool taste of the syrup and the hot buttery taste of the pancake itself still flow around in your mouth, even though you already swallowed the round piece of pure bliss.
“Don’t you usually eat these in the morning?“ You can’t help but ask even though you don’t mind this at all. In fact, these are delectable! You got to hand it to the little shit. He’s a freaking great cook when it comes to things like this. A fact you make sure to tell him as you help yourself to a second, then a third, before stuffing a fourth in there somewhere. After those oats this morning, and having gone dry for the rest of the day, this feels like a feast. You do glance up as you hear some snickering, and watch two bemused faces staring at you. Spike’s too far gone to try to be modest, and is openly laughing at you though Twilight seems to slightly hold herself together. Slightly, as she too has a wide smile on her face and seems to be trying hard not to laugh at you too. You should be annoyed by that, but eh screw it. These are great, so the only response you give them is a faked huff, before you stuff yourself even more with the tasty goodies in front of you.
“Well, after having that crummy breakfast I thought it would be best to get something like this in us at the very least. Glad to see my idea paid off.” Twilight responds in between giggles now. It seems she lost the battle to keep her cool, but you just lick your lips in response.
“Well, well, well.” Spike puffs out his chest in obvious proudness.” You hear that Twilight? Even Trixie calls me a good cook! You know… something you sometimes take for granted.”
Twilight rolls her eyes in response before nuzzling the baby dragon. “You know I don’t take you for granted Spike, and no, you’re not getting extra gems just for having pleased a pony that seems to be easy to please.”
“Drat.” Spike announces annoyed, seemingly thinking he’d get more candy from the purple princess.
“Hey!” You speak as some tiny specks of pancake flies out of your mouth. “Trixie is not easy to please, I have you know! I just praise good food when I get it!”
The response is just more laughs as you all continue to eat what’s left of the cooked buttery goodness.
***
After finishing what was left of the pancakes in question, and then earning more giggles shot your way when you licked off your plate, you helped Spike and Twilight do the dishes. You felt the need to help after receiving such a good dinner, and to your defense, you only dropped a plate twice… and a cup, but you seem to be getting more and more flexible with these hooves every day. After apologizing, and explaining that you normally use your magic to do the dishes, you helped again with cleaning up the pieces. After that Spike quickly went up to read some comic books before going to bed, and as such you followed Twilight back into the library. After taking a seat across from her on two coaches, boredom quickly settled in as you just sat there, looking around, while Twilight seemed to at least attempt to clean up her mess, albeit lightly. Either she’s really dying to find something, or she prefers this organized chaotic mess for her studies. Either way, you’re far too curious not to know.
“So, what’s with the mess here anyways?” You can’t help but ask her. When you left this morning, the place was spotless and now it looks like a warzone.
“Oh, I’m trying to find as much information as I can about the Lapis Luna Campana otherwise known as the Blue Moonbell flower.” At your confused look she continues. “It’s a special type of flower that’s said to bloom only four times in a year. Supposedly they’ll grant great happiness or inspiration to the first pony that eats one of its petals. Normally, I don’t believe in such fairytales, but it seems to hold some truths and even princess Luna confirmed the stories. They’re very rare though to find around in the wilds of Equestria so they’re extremely hard to come by, but there are rumors that they grow naturally near the swamps of Froggy Bottom Bogg which is located deep in the Everfree Forest. Henceforth not many ponies travel there and the rumors might just be bogus but it did intrigue my interests enough to try to learn more about it.” She finally trails off allowing you to repeat what she just said. One thing stood out though so you can’t help but ask her about that first.
“You talk with Princess Luna often?”
“Not that much truth be told, though we do occasionally linger in various discussions.” Twilight looks outside to the starry sky, so you follow her look. “I like the night and especially the stars. To me, they’re a great form of relaxation, and paint the prettiest pictures brightening the dark sky but Princess Celestia has been my one and only mentor. I like Princess Luna and love what she does to the stars, but it’s just hard to step away from the familiarity that I’m so used to, though I suppose I have to learn now that I’m a Princess too now.” She goes quiet for a bit after that, and you’re hard pressed to find something else to continue the dialog, but thankfully she does it for you. “And well… she’s sometimes just hard to understand. Luna’s still stuck in the old days for the most part and many a time still acts like before she got banished to the moon as Nightmare Moon, and as such can be sometimes downright confused about the slightest things we take for granted. You should have seen the first time she visited for Nightmare Night or the time she had me explain the workings of a simple shower! I mean, it’s a shower! Sure, I can understand that she only knows about baths and it seems that in the old days the princesses had various bath maids helping them get cleaned, but a shower? The worst part was that after explaining it in detail for five times, and then taking the thing apart and putting it back together piece by agonizing piece, she still did not understand and ended up housing us both down… from across the room! I thought only Pinkie could get me so riled up, but that day I learned that she no longer holds that special spot.” She finishes slightly miffed but you can’t help but laugh at the image. Pretty soon you see Twilight has followed you in a fit of giggles, which set you off again. Frankly, you don’t know why you find this so funny, but it feels good to laugh for a change after all the panicking and worrying you did the past few days.
It takes a bit to recollect yourself but you finally manage to calm down after some final giggles. “I didn’t think princess Luna was so hard pressed to learn new things.” You carefully weighted your words there, as you feel saying she’s a retard would have ruined the mood there. Wait, is there even a mood to begin with, and why would you want a mood in the first place?
“I don’t think she is… in fact, I was positive she did it on purpose to get me annoyed. It seems the princess of the night can be a great prankster if she wants to be, or so I’ve been told.” She sighs as she glances up the window again. “Though, I do feel sorry for her. Having to lose a thousand years knowing that if you ever return nothing will ever be the same. Losing the ponies you love and care for, not even being able to give your final farewell to them… the only pony you know will still be there after all those years will be the one that banished you in the first place and also the reason for all your hatred and sorrow. I love princess Celestia but at times I cannot help but wonder if she couldn’t have picked a more merciful solution. I suppose in hindsight it was the best option as it sure beats having to possibly harm your own sister and perhaps even kill her. Maker knows I wouldn’t ever want to be forced to pick such a horribly decision that could potentially harm millions of lives or be forced to seal your own sibling to a thousand years of solitude with no way out to make sure he cannot be allowed to ravage the land or hurt innocent ponies. It’s nothing short of a miracle that princess Luna escaped as fine as she did, after we destroyed the Nightmare from her so I rather have her be a bit aloof than to ever be forced to deal with something like that ever again. I doubt she’d survive another encounter as Nightmare Moon, not to mention the state princess Celestia would be in.”
Talk about a depressing thought though that does make you halt. Now that Twilight is an alicorn, does that mean she’ll be immortal too? “Trixie’s been wondering now that you’re a princess and all that… does that mean you’ll life forever too?”
“I… don’t know truth be told…” She gets sad all of the sudden. “Princess Celestia and Luna have been extremely vague about it to the point that it drives me up the walls and even Cadance doesn’t seem to know as she in fact doesn’t even know if she will be in the first place. I honestly doubt alicorns life forever but the idea of being around for a few thousand years while watching all my friends and family pass away… it’s a scary one and one I rather not hope to have to experience…” She falls silent again after that.
Good going genius! If there was a mood, you sure as hell ruined it now. Come on, think. There must be something? She did talk about that flower before this, so maybe that’s a good way to steer the conversation back to a less depressing path?
“So, what’s the deal with that Moonbell flower?” You try your hardest to stop that depressing mood to linger. “No offence, but you don’t strike me as the type of pony that seems to be interested in fairytales but more a pony that likes cold hard facts.
Twilight responds with a snort. “Am I that obvious?” You nod in response even though you know that stuff more from the show than from reading her persona. “Well, two reasons mainly. The first is that it has actually piqued my interests. I learned the hard way to not dismiss folktale or strange stories as they can actually be true, so I’d hate to learn that something I didn’t bother to look into was proven right by some other pony. The other is more for the peace of mind of the ponies out there currently living in fear. While it won’t exactly be ground breaking news, it might be pleasing to hear something positive for a change after everything that has happened.”
“But if these flowers are so rare, won’t you be hard pressed to proof your theory?”
“Yes, besides the fact that they only bloom during the night hence the name Moonbell, they are as I mentioned before extremely rare to begin with. Also not to mention that each season, the flowers don’t hold a set pattern for when exactly they do bloom, and obviously since they need to be alive for it to happen, you can’t just go pluck them out when you do find one. One would have to carefully dig it out, root and all, and then perhaps wait months in the hopes that it finally does bloom.” Twilight sighs as she glances at her books. “There used to be a small patch of them in the royal gardens, but thanks to that civil war they ended up being destroyed. I was actually studying about the flowers before we got called away to help stop the unrest so you could say I’m making up for lost time. Granted, I didn’t plan on actually delving my time into a mystical flower story that may or may not be true but now it just feels like the right thing to do.”
You might shoot yourself in the foot here badly, but you just got to know the full story about that whole rebellion thing. “Trixie doesn’t really know how to ask this nicely so… how did that whole war thing started?”
Twilight looks you right in the eyes and for a second you fear she’ll follow Applejacks train of thought about you being a spy after all, but thankfully she seems to dismiss it just as fast. “I don’t know the exact story of course, but it all started when a fanatical unicorn named Ego Maniac joined the inner council. He’s one of those ponies that believes that unicorns should only mingle with fellow unicorns and that Canterlot isn’t for the Earth ponies or pegasi. For years he was just a minor annoyance, but somehow he made it into the upper council as the minister of defense. At the same time he somehow managed to obtain an army of likeminded unicorns as well as gain the support of several rogue factions of Griffons, Diamond Dogs, Zebra’s and even a minor group of mercenary Minotaurs. Don’t ask me how for the record, though we later learned that he meant to discard them as cannon fodder, and has even made plans to dispose of them, if you catch my drift.” You simply nod in response. “We got called in when trouble started to appear in Canterlot, and before we really could get to the bottom of it, numerous reports came in of attacks on small villages. Long story short, the royal guard and similar groups like the Dawn and Scions got send to deal with the trouble, severely weakening the defense in Canterlot itself at the same time, and that when Ego Maniac made his move. He made his splinter groups attack and cause small skirmishes, while he had the Diamond Dogs tunnel their way up to Canterlot. Thankfully, we had some spies and ponies loyal to Celestia warn us before they could invade, but it cost precious lives of both innocent ponies and the rebel groups. What’s worse is that Ego Maniac got away with several rebels still at large at well, making for quite an uneasy mood around Equestria. Ponies are terrified but also outraged at the other races around our borders. Of course those races insist that they had no idea what was happening, and that the members responsible are rogue’s, thieves, and rebels even in their own lands. Politically it’s a giant mess right now, and emotionally it’s even worse.”
Damn, that’s a lot to take in, but you got to ask. “I guess that’s why everypony is so suspicious of me arriving here then?”
“Well…” She trails off not really knowing how to reply to that, but you know it’s true. You can’t help but sigh, because this won’t make it any easier. “Sorry…” Twilight apologizes as she looks away.
“It’s fine…” You mutter in response. “I guess I got that coming to me.” Even though you know you’re not the pony responsible for it but the real Trixie, you cannot help but genuinely feel sorry for what she – or would that be you – has done to this town, and more importantly, Twilight and her friends. Not wanting to waste this opportunity though, you feel almost possessed with the will for more knowledge as you continue to ask Twilight for information.
“One thing Trixie still doesn’t understand.” You start as Twilight glances back to you. “If this Ego Maniac was so annoying, and know to be a fanatical asshole, how did he manage to not only stay in the council, but climb his way up?”
“Fanaticism isn’t exactly new in the council. Every election one or two of them manages to bribe and weasel their way into the inner council, but that’s normally all they manage to pull off.” Twilight sighs before continuing. “Ego Maniac somehow managed to climb to the very top in such a short time, but how exactly is still being looked into. In truth though, we barely know a darn thing though rumors are starting to spread some members quite close to the royal bloodlines might have something to do with it.”
You doubt its Celestia or Luna itself, but you only know one other royal member from the show, and he’s quite an asshole from what you’ve seen. “Blueblood?”
Twilight seems surprised at you for a second, before seemingly thinking about it. “I admit that the idea has come to me as well, but it’s doubtful. For one thing Blueblood wouldn’t gain anything by it as it would mean his own wife would become a victim to the prosecutions of Ego Maniac and all he stands for. He was even willing to give up his title and royalties just so he could get married in the first place.”
Woah, woah, woah? What did she just say? “Blueblood is married?” You almost shout out. When the fuck did that happen?
Once again Twilight seems somewhat startled by your surprised tone, but she answers it all the same. “Yes, about two months now with an Earth pony named Tender Caring. She used to be his maid as well. I am curious though, how did you learn about prince Blueblood?”
Crap… Well, when in doubt… “I uh, performed in Canterlot many a times you know… I’ve seen him on one of my shows… didn’t strike me as a gentlecolt though.” God, you hope she buys that.
“That’s an understatement. Blueblood used to be snobby, self-centered and only thought about one pony, namely himself. And then he met Tender Caring.” She actually smiles at the thought “He seemed to just have turned around one day almost as if he just obtained a new personally overnight. Instead of the self-center pri… pardon, meanypants, he became this caring stallion that started helping the poor ponies that struggle every day to survive and even helped the orphans around Equestria. Can you believe Blueblood of all ponies ended up giving out his own money so shelter houses and better accommodations got build for those poor souls so they wouldn’t have to sleep in the streets, almost dying of hunger or freezing to death? I got to say, he really surprised me, my friends, and even the princesses themselves.”
Blueblood? That arrogant prick actually did something good? Man, maybe you got to stop thinking of the dude like an asshole if he managed to do that. Maybe that ghetto in Canterlot was funded thanks to him? You thought it was crummy looking at best, but between crummy housing, and having nothing… yeah, props to the dude for doing it. Who knew a pony could change so much only because he met the right mare at the right time. You can’t help but smile at the thought of Blueblood acting like his snobby self, and the moment he locks eyes with this shy maid he instantly drops that act, and becomes a quivering mess, trying hard not to embarrass himself before this angel on Equestria. You then picture them slowly but surely falling in love, before they marry and… wait, what the fuck. Where did that come from? Damn girly mind instantly thought up various scenarios the moment you thought of romance!
But… if even a douche like Blueblood can change so much and become accepted, then there is definitely hope for you out there as well. Sure, Applejack and Rainbow Dash still seem to hate your guts, but if Ddraig was right, you’ll be forced to stay here for those six months anyways. You rather have that time be fun and joyous than to be hated and feared that’s for sure.
As you glance back outside, you can see that it’s getting quite late now, a fact your body makes itself known by you yawning in tiredness. Still, you learned a lot today, but there is one final question you just got to ask.
“Why?”
“Why, what?” She asks confused?
“Trixie’s happy you took her in and all, but let’s face it. She tried to harm you, banished you from your home, humiliated your friends, nearly caused this town’s doom fall twice, and you just brush it aside like it’s nothing? I don’t understand, so why?”
For a while she just sits there, contemplating how to reply to you, the only real movement in the room being a lit candle that sometimes ever so slightly dances thanks to some air getting brushes by it. “Well, are you sorry?”
“What?”
“Are you sorry?”
“Of course I am. I apologized for that, didn’t I?” Sure, for once that was the real Trixie, but if it speaks for you, you might as well use it.
“Then that’s that.” She flashes you a wide smile. “Everypony deserves a second chance… or a third. You came to me in your time of need, so what kind of pony would I be if I just told you to get lost? That’s not me at all, nor would I ever shun anyone that asked for help. Besides, I’ve always been curious about you.”
“You have?”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but Ponyville isn’t exactly the best place to talk about magic. Not many unicorns reside here and even less of them have a knack for studying the arcane itself. It will be nice to be able to talk to someone about that type of stuff again, after you regain your magic.” She suddenly seems to get embarrassed. “And… ugh, forgot I was going to say anything.”
Man, if she only knew. Still, you can’t help but feel happy at how easy she forgave Trixie… you. These ponies are so kind, that you feel an ever bigger resolve to go out there tomorrow and try to become friends with the orange farmer and blue braggart. Still, you wonder what she was going to say afterwards.
She’s still lightly blushing as she tells you that you two better go to bed, as it’s getting quite late. Agreeing with her, you walk up the stairs, as Twilight seems to follow, and with a small shine of her horn, blows out all the candles at once. You got to admit, you might actually be excited about being able to do that. It might be the most basic thing a unicorn can do, but yeah, it’s freaking magic! As you enter the bedroom, you see that Spike has already gone to bed as he's already asleep in his basket, so you quietly make your way to your bed, removing Ddraig and the cape in the process and placing them on a bedstand before crawling into it.
“Goodnight Trixie.” Twilight whispers.
“Goodnight Twilight.” You respond as you close your eyes, hoping that tomorrow will go as planned.
