When Trixie meets a powerful Earth Pony stallion, she doesn't realize she's in for the ride of her life. He's... different, to say the least.
Trixie is drunk, broke and homeless after she's mugged on the way to Manehattan. She is saved by an Earth Pony stallion with a dragon head cutie mark, who can suprisingly use magic. He allows her to tag along, and our least favorite magician is taken on an amazing adventure that involves dragons, mages, demons and... Alcohol! Through the madness and excitement, Trixie begins to see the Half-blood in a different light than the others do...
The location was a bar on the streets of Manehattan, and the time was evening.
"Varshinder! More spishial stuuuuff! Trikshie needs ta drawn her… sparrows-yeah, dat's it.- in drink!" A certain unicorn mare slurred with bloodshot eyes half-closed.
"Unicorn, you've had one drink too many. I think it's enough. You're also broke as buck. Drag yourself outta here; don't you have somewhere to be tomorrow?" The bartender, a dark brown unicorn stallion who was obviously irritated with her, asked as politely as he could.
"I-I-I don't! Fhurst Trikshie git shhhhhuwn up by sum nooobbody ina ponyvilla, den Trikshie git m-mugged on da way h-here! Trikshie looost, bruke and h-humeless!" Trixie sobbed, snorting loudly as she did so.
"Oh, brother. Pick yourself up and get away from the counter!" The bartender growled with his horn shining dangerously yellow with magic.
Right before he could throw the drunk, broke and apparently homeless mare with his magic, he noticed a buff stallion glaring at him with dangerous red eyes. He had a light brown coat with a black mane and tail with red highlights. What was the scariest part about him was not the amount of nicks and scratches all over him, but his cutie mark; a crimson red dragon head that looked as if it was ready to sprout from the Earth Pony, develop a body and roast everyone around to death.
. "What's wrong with her?" The stallion asked gruffly, his voice deep but also with a regal air to it.
"She's just some unicorn that came here with a sack of bits to spend on RBS. Thought she was just here for a few, but she's been here for two buckin' hours, and I'm really starting to get annoyed." The bartender breezed, a bit wary of the other stallion.
For a few seconds, he thought he was the mare's coltfriend, but a better look at the pony banished the thought. The weird stallion stared at Trixie for a while, and then decided to drop a sack of bits on the counter. They weren't much, but the bartender was just happy to have business moving on.
"What's RBS?" The stallion asked, taking a quick side glance at Trixie, whose sobs had become sniffles as she shuffled slowly away.
"Ah, a noob, I see. RBS means Rainbow Blast Shot. It's the strongest cocktail that's ever graced Equestria. Not illegal, but still frowned upon. Words of advice; you gotta sip it gradually in order to still retain your dignity. "
"So she took how many to get wasted like that?"
"Quite a lot, actually. So much that I actually lost count. She's gonna feel like she got crushed by a slab of gems and then squeezed out of a tube in the morning. I know because it happens to me sometimes. You want one?"
"Yeah, just to check out how it tastes."
"The first one's always on the house. You can have your bits back." The bartender informed, levitating the small purse-sack of coins to its owner, who nodded in gratitude.
The bartender wasted no time in preparing the drink; the steps had become muscle memory to him. The end result was a cocktail which had what could only be described as a rainbow in a bowl. The colors strangely retained their individuality, even when the bartender swirled the bowl around. He said something about the ingredients being infused with a mix of alcohol and magic.
"Damn… This stuff's pretty good…" The stallion said after taking a good long draught of the bowl, downing it at a go.
The bartender was shocked that he was still standing after that, but was even more shocked when he dropped a few bits for a tip and walked away, totally fine. Ha! That drink's good, but it's nothing compared to my grandfather's stuff. One shot of that could set you up for a day! Now that was good stuff. The stallion hoight, walking away.
He was surprised to find the blue unicorn mare from before cantering erratically towards him before sliding behind him to hide.
"H-h-help Trikshie…" She whimpered, looking up at the cold eyes with tears in her own pair.
Something about her pathetic situation softened the Earth Pony's glare, and he turned around to see what she was running from.
"Hey! Does that buckin' dumb rock belong to you? I was talking to her!" A unicorn stallion with a yellow coat and orange mane growled.
"Well, not exactly, but I don't think you should act out any of your sick dreams while you're drunk." The stallion with the dragon head cutie mark retorted after noticing the slight slur to the enraged unicorn's voice.
"Hey, hero! You better gallop back home before I deal damage you can't walk away from!" The same unicorn stallion threatened, to which the stallion protecting Trixie smirked.
These idiots have no idea what i am... The stallion thought to himself, helping Trixie up and turning shoving her in the direction of the door.
"Looks like we've got a fighter, eh? Colts! Let's show our guest how we deal with heroes…" The unicorn stallion said, earning grunts of agreement from five other stallions in the bar.
The leader of the group used his magic to hold the stallion in place while the rest of the gang, who were comprised of a unicorn, a Pegasus and three Earth ponies, moved in to bludgeon the red eyed stallion to death or something close. All action in the bar had stopped and a ring had formed around the combatants. Everyone gasped in surprise as the Earth pony shrugged through the magic that was holding him, causing it to collapse in on itself. He charged at the unicorn, who was so scared he pissed himself, before turning around and giving a hard double kick straight to his jaw, effectively sending him flying into the wall. An Earth pony stallion bucked his flank, earning just slight redness around the area and a grunt of pain. His return for the action was a headbutt in the face followed by a double hoof punch, knocking him out instantly. The light brown stallion did a backflip to dodge a buck from two of the remaining four ponies fighting him. He growled as a magical blast from the unicorn seared his side as he jumped out of the way, and returned the favor with a leaping double hoof punch. He was about to reach said unicorn's wide-eyed face, but received a hoof to the side of his head, knocking him out of the air and into a glass table, smashing it to smithereens and adding several new cuts to the stallion's body. The bruised stallion stood up to glare at the Pegasus that had punched him, and then muttered something under his breath. The Pegasus went in for a punch alongside the two Earth ponies, but was repelled when the stallion reared up and stamped his front hooves on the ground, producing a red shockwave that threw everyone close away.
"B-but you have no horn… How can you use magic?" A bloody faced unicorn asked, clearly the one who had started all this.
"That's for me to know, and you to feel." The stallion answered, dodging a beam from the other unicorn before blasting him away with a fireball from his mouth.
While the unicorn rolled on the ground madly to put out the flames, the stallion with the dragon head cutie mark burst into flames before breaking through a wall and escaping into the night. The bartender had tried his best to understand what he had just seen; right before the stallion burst into flame, the dragon head cutie mark roared. He dismissed it as his imagination and went to work, trying to help anyone that was injured.
The stallion made his way to the back of the building, where he saw the blue unicorn from before sobbing. He briskly turned around to walk away, but then she saw him.
"Y-you shaved Trikshie…" She stammered through her tears.
Don't get involved, don't get involved-screw it i'll get involved. Not like anything worse can happen.].. The stallion resolved, walking over to the mare and sitting down on his thankfully uninjured hindquarters.
"Here, have these bits. Use them to get a place to sleep for the night. Do not go back for more drinks. Do you understand?" He ordered, giving Trixie some of the coins used as currency in Equestria.
When she nodded, although slowly, he stood up and trotted away, feeling quite accomplished. His conscience, however, screamed at him to stop and make sure she got somewhere safe. He finally relented and turned around. What he saw made him facehoof.
'Trikshie' was dragging herself back towards the bar.
"You have got to be bucking with me!" The black stallion snarled before cantering back to the drunk unicorn and hoisting her lengthwise onto his back.
Some of his newly acquired injuries hurt, but he knew he had been through way worse, so he sucked it up and walked into the night.
Trixie woke up late in the morning feeling horrible.
"Oooargh... Trixie feels like she got run over by the train..." She groaned, managing to drag herself upright on the bed she was on.
Just then, the cobwebs in her head began to clear, and she remembered how broke and wasted she was. She was about to sob again, but she also reasoned that since she was broke, she wan't supposed to be on a bed. In a hotel room. Alone and sore.
The alarms that started ringing in her already sore head gave her the impression that some stallion had whisked her away while she was drunk and had his way with her. The unicorn mare was sore everywhere, but she attributed that to her drunken state last night.
Right before Trixie could put a hoof on the mystery of whether or not she was scarred for life, the bathroom door opened and the stallion from last night walked in, looking refreshed and slightly damp. Steam was rising from him in small wisps and he had a look of contentment in his eyes. That is, until he realized that Trixie was awake.
Seeing him, Trixie realized that he had saved her last night and let her stay in his room.
"Umm, hi... Trixie?" He asked, to which she nodded.
Time passed for a good five seconds before the silence was broken.
"Thanks for helping Trixie out... Trixie's not usually like that unless Trixie reels in a lot of money from a show. Not like Trixie has one anymore..."Trixie said, looking down and saying the last part in a whisper.
The stallion cocked his head to the side in slight amusement and pity; he had heard what she was spewing out last night and thought it was just a story designed to get free drinks. He knew how to read ponies well, and he had even heard what she said under her breath. Putting two and two together, he made a decision.
"So... You just gonna stand there, or you gonna freshen up? I don't have all day and hence neither do you."
Trixie's eyes lit up at what she was told that she would be allowed to stay a little while longer with her saviour. Without a second thought, she jumped in to have a warm shower, nearly knocking away the stallion.
He chuckled at her antics while a part of his mind was annoyed.
Why are we helping this horse? We cannot eat her, she is not a priority, the only use i is for mat-
"Shut up..." The stallion growled, getting Trixie's attention.
"Umm, did you say something to Trixie?" She called over the sound of rushing water.
"Nah, just keep on doing your thing." The stallion answered, forcing a smile.
"Correction; she's a pony, you insolent reptile. So am I! Either you're losing your memory or you're telling me that you don't know what you've been bonded to for life... Also, even if her only use to you is for mating purposes, that's not gonna happen, you perv." The stallion said in his mind.
You still haven't answered my question, halfblood. Why is she under our protection?
"Must everything make sense to you? You've done things that I only understood after years. I can do things that you figure out in hours... Let me tell you this once; I just want to help her get back on her four hooves and then we leave to gather the rest of the pieces, okay?"
I do not see why she deserves sympathy from us, but I will let you carry on.
"Let me? I can do whatever I want, thank-you-not-at-all! This is my body, remember that-"
OUR body, you fool!
"You giving me sass, reptile?! Remember that I have saved this body from countless deaths with or without your help! Remember that I beat you down with my own hooves in that dungeon! REMEMBER THAT I CHOSE NOT TO SCOURGE MY BODY OF YOUR ESSENCE BECAUSE I WANTED TO PROTECT OTHERS AND YOURSELF! REMEMBERTHATI! AM! YOUR! TRUE MASTER, DAMN IT!" Thestallion roared to himself.
"Umm, a-are you o-okay?" Trixie stammered, looking at the stallion with fear and worry in her eyes.
The stallion opened his eyes-he had been closing them- and found out that he was radiating red waves of heat and magic off him. He took a few breaths to calm himself, lest he answer her with a voice not his own.
"Yes, i'm fine." He managed to squeeze out of his mouth.
"We will talk of this later, Scarclaw.
As you wish... Crimson Flare...
"Finally, you get it right!"
"Umm, okay? Well, what next?" Trixie asked, quite unsure of herself.
"Hmm... I never really thought of that much... Do you have a source of income?" 'Crimson Flare' mused.
"N-not anymore... Trixie used to have a travelling show." Trixie said, looking down, "Trixie reeled in a bit of bits from that."
"Well, what happened to it?" Crimson Flare asked, already knowing the answer.
"Trixie got shown up by some unicorn called Twilight Sparkle during Trixie's last show... After that, everyone started mocking and avoiding Trixie. Trixie's thinking of working on the Pie's rock farm. Humiliating..." Trixie explained, gaining some of her spirit back.
"Do not lie to me, Trixie. Give me the truth." Crimson growled, making the unicorn gulp in fear.
"O-okay, Trixie'll say what... Really happened." She began, stealing an unsure glance at her saviour, who had an eyebrow raised.
"Trix-I... I boasted a lot about my magical prowess, meanwhile I could only do stage magic. I... Told a little lie-
"The truth!" Crimson all but roared, making the unicorn flinch and suddenly find out that the floor was infinitely more interesting than the stallion's face.
"Okay, I lied a lot! A whole lot! I said I could vanquish an Ursa Major, and when an Ursa Minor was brought by my fancolts to help disprove any doubts... I froze. It was the single scariest moment of my life. I thought I was going to die... Then Twilight calmed it down and proved that she didn't even need awesome magic to have her friends... I left after everyone noticed I was a liar..."
Crimson had seen his share of sappy tales of woe, and this one definitely fell in one of the least interesting ones, but after all he had seen, he was sure it was the most believable.
"Hmm... I'm gonna give you a choice, right now. Either I take you back there, where you'll accept any punishment they decide to dish out on you-"
"Nooooo!" Trixie squeaked, eyes wide as saucers as she looked up at her saviour with tears in her eyes.
"Be quiet..." Crimson growled, feeling his killing intent rising.
He was sure that Trixie felt it too, because she immediately shut up and continued her observation of the floor.
"-and probably earn their forgiveness. Or not; I haven't seen which kinda ponies the are. Or, you can follow me to the rock farm where I'll drop you off. It doesn't seem like it's a bad place, plus you'll stew in there for a while, hopefully giving you the backbone you so desperately need to keep you from being a snivelling coward."
Most ponies would think that Crimson's words were harsh, but he was in reality just giving her the hard facts. He wasn't some messiah to shield her from the truth; he was going to help her accept it. Even if she didn't want to.
The wise words of the Thestral Half-blood. He was a worthy opponent and ally.
"Yeah, he was... He's rubbed off on me, the awesome bastard. He always knew he would."
"But b-both choices are horrible.." Trixie whispered.
"Take it or lose it, mare." Crimson finished, walking towards the door.
"In five... Four... Three... Two... One..."
"Wait! I... I want... To ask for forgiveness..." Trixie said, catching up with him and walking beside him.
Crimson briskly trotted out of the hotel with the cyan unicorn following. Remembering that Ponyville was a good ways away from here, he raised an eyebrow and swiveled around.
"Wait a sec. Trixie?" He called, snapping said mare out of her musings.
"Did you actually walk all the way here? From Ponyville?" He asked, turning around on the sidewalk.
Trixie blinked, as the gears in her head were turning, before she produced an answer;
"Errr...Somewhat? I left without the train from Canterlot, but then I got her stuff t-taken a bit after passing the Foal Mountains... Trixie didn't have much else, so she headed her way down here... With dignity!" The unicorn explained, gathering momentum until she ended up with a proud exclamation.
It was now Crimson's turn to blink.
"By the Sun and Moon! She walked all the way here, with a wagon attached to her?"
It seems that the female has strong legs. That is good in a mate. Strong legs lead to foal-bearing-
"Shut up, you buck-crazed lizard! Why must that be the important thing here?!"
But is it a lie, Halfblood?
Raising an eyebrow, he walked around the unicorn, who craned her neck to follow him. When he stopped and started staring at her hind legs intensely... Well, let's just say that it was an awkward feeling for her.
She cleared her throat; he was still staring. She shifted her weight a bit, but he was still staring!
"E-err..." She began with a stutter, realizing that she did, in fact, not know the name of the stallion who had saved her.
"Huh?" Crimson said, looking up into the slightly flushed unicorn's face, before he remembered were he was.
On a sidewalk.
In Manehattan.
Staring at a mare's legs.
Resisting the urge to face hoof at his own lack of social ethics, he briskly continued walking towards their best bet for now; the train station.
He looked back to see that Trixie still had this look on her face that frankly made him feel a little bit embarrassed, before stopping again and letting out a sigh.
"Trixie, if this is about me staring at you... Think nothing of it, I guess. Just an impulse. Sorry. Now would you please stop giving me that look?"
The former showmare blinked a it before nodding and taking a breath.
Satisfied, the Halfblood just kept on walking at a leisurely pace; he had all the time in the world to acquire the pieces that he was looking for.
"Now, Trixie has a... few questions." She started as they continued on their way down the block.
"Go on, I'm listening."
"Trixie never got your name."
"Crimson Flare."
"Aaaand... Where you're from?"
"Somewhere."Crimson answered readily, feeling like this was about to be a game of twenty questions.
He heard her huff in slight annoyance, and just to spook her, he turned his head on a dime, looking at the mare with a flash of magic in his blood red eyes.
" What was that?" He asked sweetly, cocking his head.
"N-nothing!" She sputtered, shaking her head vigorously which earned her a lighthearted chuckle from Crimson.
They kept on walking in relative silence as Manehattan buzzed with life and noise around them, but after a while, it began to get a bit monotonous to Crimson, and he didn't do monotonous.
"You can keep asking me questions, you know. We're going to be traveling together for at least a day, so it's best that we get familiar now. You don't have to be afraid of me either, okay?"
"Er, Trixie understands. But first, Trixie wants to know why we are not going to the train station?" She muttered, shrinking back a little and eyeing him intently for his response.
"Uh, train station? Why would we need the station?" Crimson Flare asked, stopping in his tracks beside an alley.
"Trixie thought we were going to use the train to get to Ponyville."
This, coupled with the realization that the unicorn could not fly made him facehoof. He had forgotten about that...
Crimson dug around in one of his black saddlebags for his remaining bits, and he grabbed the brown sack of holding before pulling out a purple purse that quivered and clinked with the sound of several hundred bits.
"Honestly, I haven't taken the train with somepony for quite a while. I just got around by... Other means. Will this be enough for tickets?"
He dropped the purse in front of the astonished mare, who had quite obviously not seen this many bits at somepony's disposal for a while. She was even more surprised that he didn't know how much the tickets cost! There was a little traitorous whisper in the back of her head that told her that she would very well be able to make off with this pony's bits without his knowledge, but that voice was quickly hushed when Trixie remembered the powerful magic that the supposed Earth Pony wielded last night, and the other fact that he protected her.
"Equus to unicorn. Trixie. Is this enough?" Crimson repeated, snapping the mare out of her musing.
"Er, yes! Trixie thinks this is enough bits. Honestly, she thinks that this is more than enough."
"Ya sure, the last time I took a train, it was a little more than this... Waaaaiiiittt... That BASTARD! He swindled me so HARD!" Crimson growled, feeling the fire in his chest flare up in anger.
Trixie snickered at her saviour's apparent lack of knowledge concerning monetary value, before levitating the purse and walking back towards the train station with a swish of her tail.
"Come on, follow the Great and Amused Trixie!" She boomed, leading the grumbling and silently fuming stallion onwards.
When they finally arrived at the station, Crimson Flare's annoyance had calmed down to a low smolder, but Trixie's mirth was as lofty as the time they began their walk.
Approaching the ticketmare, she took a look at the prices and levitated a the few bits it actually took from the purse that held at least 20 times that value, reveling in the wide-eyed look that he was giving her as she paid for both of their tickets.
The ticketmare in question looked up from her work with wide eyes as she felt the heat radiating off the stallion with a twitchy left eye and grinding teeth. She whimpered as he stomped past her into the train, passing Trixie, who was now actually a bit worried about not just the safety of her and everypony else on the train, but also for the life of whoever had actually scammed the powerful pony.
With a grunt, he sat and continued fuming; muttering curses under his breath at his old friend. Trixie sat down next to him, and decided that this was as good a time as any to continue her questions.
"So, Trixie wants to know... Who scammed you?" She asked, leaning forward to look at him better.
"An old friend of mine; his name's Moonlight Digger. He helped us with... Tunnels. Yeah, tunnels. He helped dig tunnels in between our... Home? I guess? And where we wanted to go a lot. Loved bits to bits, the foolish Earth Pony. Probably why he and those diamond dogs were as thick as thieves; they once stole from him, and he chased after them at night. That was probably the worst mistake of their lives. Picture this, Trixie; Full moon, Diamond dog lair entrance, you start hearing howls and yelps. Obviously something's wrong, right? Well, they probably thought that they had the upper hand underground, but well, it was a Full Moon. What did they expect?"
"Huh. What's so special about the Full Moon and your friend?" Trixie asked, cutely tilting her head to the side.
Crimson was about to continue, but when he remembered what Moonlight actually was? The entire story had to be changed.
"I'm not really meant to talk about his furry tenant..."
Just like you are not meant to mention myself, Half-Blood? Why do you containers loathe us so?
"You'll understand when your older, my dear firebreathing lizard."
I will not dignify that with a proper response.
Crimson shut out the dragon's internal silence and focused on how best to say what he wanted to.
"You see, Moonlight can see in the dark really well, and he also has the talent for digging underground. At night, yeah. A Full moon's really bright, yeah? Well, according to him it was like daytime to his eyes whenever he was underground. So, he used his talents to... Confuse the diamond dogs and nearly brought their whole den on top of their heads. Imagine my surprise when I see diamond dogs running like bats being chased out of Tartarus!"
Trixie giggled at the way Crimson Flare was gesticulating with his hooves as they sat, but then the train lurched a bit, and his face promptly went green.
"By the bucking sun... Now I remember why I hated trains..." The stallion groaned, clearly motion-sick.
"Uh... There, there?" Trixie said as she sat beside him and started rubbing his back.
She really had no idea that he was this susceptible to motion sickness, so Trixie kept rubbing his back for quite a while as they travelled, until the Half-Blood was fine enough for more talk.
"Now... Where was I? Digger? Ah, right. He was the only pony that I and my friends actually trusted with money, so he was the one that dealt with any of the odd times we needed transportation and we couldn't get around by normal means. That means the bastard's been sucking us all dry! Well, I knew he was gonna do it, the stingy bit-biter, but he didn't actually have to do it!" Crimson finished, fuming once again at the end and glaring at some unseen for as he wished in his head to be able to burn someoony just by thinking of them hard enough.
Our powers do not work that way, Crimson Flare.
"Can't blame a pony for trying, though. Would've made things so easy back then, too!"
Trixie flinched and scooted away a bit when Crimson started radiating a bit of heat, which quicky snuffed out when he saw her do so. The stallion sighed and patted the space next to him again, and she complied.
"Sorry about that, Trixie. Now, anything else you wanna know?"
Trixie put a good under her chin, clearly thinking hard, before raising a hoof and asking the million-bit question...
"H-How can you use magic?"
"Hard pass. Next question." He deadpanned.
"Oh, sorry. Uh... No. That's all, Trixie guesses." She said, not wanting to push her luck.
"Fine then, then I'm going to ask you a question; after Ponyville, what next?"
Trixie's slightly good mood deflated as he reminded her of why they were on a train in the first place; so she could go back to Ponyville and... Apologize. With lowered ears and a whimper, she thought about how she was meant to even go forward from something like that.
"I-I don't know. I really don't know..." She whispered, tearing up a bit.
Crimson took one look at the sniffling mare, cursed his own moral compass and turned to her.
"You said you had a wagon, and that it was stolen. Maybe I can help you find it before we even get to Ponyville? I mean, unless they were really hard pressed, they wouldn't have gotten that far." He ground out, knowing that he was about to get himself into quite some trouble for this.
His hesitation was offset by the way the unicorn's eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked up at her savior again with a smile.
"Really? You'll help Trixie look?" She asked, beaming even wider when he grunted in affirmation.
With a short squeal, she briefly hugged Crimson, who locked up, before taking down the small map of Equestria that hung in the booth they were staying in.
The train they were on had to pass by an unmarked patch of forest that Crimson remembered to be Hollow Shades, and while he was actually quite tempted to get off there, he held himself, and remembered where Trixie said she was robbed. He did try to pinpoint the place with the mare, and he realized that they would probably pass by the thieves because the train was going to stop in Canterlot before it got to Ponyville, and he couldn't just hop out.
Well, he could, but that would raise too many questions; questions he did not want or need to answer.
"Uh, Trixie?" He started, wondering how he was going to break this to the so far dramatic mare, without resorting to intimidation or pressure.
"Yes, Crimson Flare?" She answered, turning her head from when she was staring at the map with concentration.
"Uh, did you arrange for us to get to either Ponyville or Canterlot?"
"Yes? The Great and... subdued Trixie would like to know what's wrong." Trixie asked sheepishly, catching herself before she could fall back into old habits.
"You were robbed... After Canterlot. Right?"
"Yes, what does that have to do with-OH. Oh no... They'll be gone before we even set hoof in Canterlot..." She realized, head drooping.
With a huff of heated air, the Half-Blood Pony made a decision to save himself all this extra stress.
"Let's jump outta the train." He said, waiting for the reaction-
"WHAT."
-before taking a quick glance outside the metal deathtrap called a 'train'. The view of the steadily passing ground didn't bode well for him, but he forced himself to look and realized that they were about to reach the bridge connecting Manehattan to the mainland.
"We're going to jump out after the bridge, and then hoof it down to Canterlot-"
"W-Wait! You're serious?!" Trixie blurted out, half-thinking he was still pulling her leg.
After his sure nod, the unicorn had an eyebrow raised, but actually began thinking about it. It wouldn't be horribly debilitating if she times it just right, not unlike some of her amazing magic(tricks)...
"Trust me, Trixie. It'll be fiiiiine."
Welp. He jinxed it. The Great and Powerful Trixie is going to go splat...