True Story

by Eyeswirl the Weirded


Bonus Chapter 1: A Tricky Tale

It was a quiet afternoon in Nirvana, with hardly anypony in the building, which made it a great place for Doctor and Ditzy to share tales of their latest exploits together.

"-which is when the snowman melted."

"Snow-pony," Ditzy corrected.

"Technically, it was a snow-minotaur at the time."

Ditzy blinked twice, unable to respond before the front door flew open with a startling crash, revealing an annoyed, but familiar face.

"Trixie will tell you what really happened!"

Doctor tilted his head. "With the snow-minotaur?"

Her rage receding, it was Trixie who blinked in confusion. "Wha-? No," she said while pacing closer, "between Trixie's relatively new friend Rarity and her very-long-time beloved; The Pointy Prince, The-"

"I hate to interrupt your title list, but you're kind of late."

"...Huh?"

"The whole thing was kind of resolved already. We more or less got the details of the story through implication and nopony really cares much anymore."

Standing in silence, the righteous fury slowly melted out of Trixie's face and posture, her eyes growing watery. "But... b-but, Trixie came all this way when she heard..."

Heartstrings gently plucked, Doctor and Ditzy smiled in sympathy, the latter patting the seat next to her. "You could tell us about it anyway."

Trixie beamed.

---

The sky was red, clouds of dust and debris were hurled through the howling wind as a storm raged overhead. Valiantly had Prince Blueblood ascended to the jagged peak of Mount Perilous, clad in a full suit of glittering, golden armor, barring a helmet, for no metallic casing could contain the voluminous wonder of his flowing mane or the virile rigidity of his massive horn!

...What? Why are you making those faces?

N-no reason!

Hm...

At the top of the mountain, Blueblood strode confidently into the lair of the towering, black dragon, its shining scales a match for his own armor, but not for his gleaming smile as it sneered down at him through glowing, red eyes. Raising his telekinetically-held sword and shield, he marched forward without preamble, and the battle of the century began! Fire and spells flew, claw and blade clashed and clanged, but the dragon proved to be no match for the vigorous intensity of his powerful thrusts!

There!

Huh?

You're doing it again, Ditzy!

M-must be the lighting in here... haha...

...Well, anyway-

When the time came to strike the final blow, The Most Merciful Prince sheathed his sword, deeming the dragon a worthy opponent.

Then Rarity showed up, shouting "HEY!! I didn't pretend to be a beleaguered damsel just so you could spare the dragon, I took advantage of your limitless grace so you'd kill it and I could swipe its hoard!"

Blueblood and his new friend the dragon shared a look before the latter sent Rarity tumbling out of the cave and down the mountainside with a flick of its tail. The nuisance dealt with, they took off into the heavens, Blueblood riding atop the dragon's back as they soared majestically through the now-bright and sunny skies!

---

"And that's how it happened!"

Trixie took a long sip from her drink as Ditzy raised an eyebrow. It only took her an extra second of effort, but she managed to direct one of those eyes at Doctor. "Well, I've heard weirder stories, but didn't you say you were staying away from Ponyville until you were the 'Greatest, MOST Powerful Trixie, the best magic pony in the whole world'?"

Trixie nodded. "Yes, but this establishment-" she turned to smile at the bartender, "which is lovely by the way!" She won a smile back. "-is on the road between Ponyville and Horsefield, not in Ponyville."

"True," Doctor said with a grin, "but your beloved does still drop by sometimes."

There was a silence as Trixie went very, very still. She still hadn't mastered teleport, but one wouldn't know it with the speed at which she shot out of the building.

Looking at Trixie's mostly-finished drink, the bartender tilted their head. "Uhh, is she comin' back to pay for that, or...?"

They waited a minute, but Trixie did not return. Ditzy sighed. "Just put it on my tab."

"You don't have one," chuckled Doctor, "you never drink!"

"Oh!"

She blushed a little at her spacey moment, but the drink was paid for ordinarily.