The sound of porcelain and metal rang through the air as a few rays of sunlight sneaked their way through the curtains onto Twilight. She shifted around trying to get away only to fall flat on her face with a yelp. She made a mental note to order a larger bed and softer carpets only to toss it aside as hoofsteps came up to her and a soft blue aura covered her body.
"Well, at least you're awake now. Celestia knows I've been trying to wake you for the past hour." a gentle voice said as the aura set Twilight down on the bed once more and left her to fold the blanket that tumbled with her.
"Wha- where am I?"
"Come now Sparkle. I don't have time to cater to you. I have things to do so I would appreciate it if you'd hurry up and become a little more coherent and less shabby looking."
Twilight shook her head as her vision started to gain focus. She looked around to find herself in an unfamiliar environment. It wasn't until a cup floated in front of her that she noticed who had been talking. The magician from the previous night known as Trixie was looking at her with an exasperated look while setting down plates on a small folding table.
"Are you going to take it or not?" she said with a bit of irritation in her voice.
"Oh! Sorry, yes. Thank you." Twilight took hold of the cup in her hooves to find it filled with coffee which helped her mind clear the remaining fog away.
"Come on then. Have a seat so we can talk." Trixie motioned towards the table as she set down the cereal and milk for the both of them.
"Thank you again for last night Trixie."
"Don't mention it. It would have bothered me if I had just left a victim of abuse just walking around without proper care."
"Abuse?" confusion flashed across Twilight's face before realizing what the mare had meant. "Oh! No, no no. It wasn't abuse at all I can assure you. I just had an argument with my friend last night and well, she might not be my friend anymore." she stared into her cup before the sound of cereal hitting a bowl snapped her out of the melancholy.
"I see. Is this the same friend whose sister you lost track of?"
"Y-yea."
"Well, can you blame her?"
"What?"
Trixie had a spoonful of the cereal and motioned for Twilight to do the same. Satisfied at the fact Twilight understood she wiped away the milk with a napkin before continuing. "I said, Can you blame her? Honestly, the fact that you lost her sister is bad enough but to have her be in the Everfree forest of all places? You're lucky she didn't press charges for negligence. Then again, she still might press charges if she's as mad as you say."
"She'd never do that!"
"Are you certain? How well do you actually know her?"
"She- I- I... I guess I don't really know her all that well. This week was supposed to be us spending the time to do just that and now it's ruined."
"Well, I for one want to thank you despite everything that happened last night."
The thought of being thanked for the events of last night solidified the look of confusion on Twilight's face but before she could ask why Trixie replied.
"If you hadn't of lost track of Sweetie then I wouldn't have found her. The fact of the matter is that if I hadn't of found her then I wouldn't be here with a way to secure a performing permit free of charge. I ran out of bits buying supplies and stocking the wagon so this really helped me out. Don't get me wrong, it's horrible judgment on your part but at least some good came out of it, right?"
"I... guess?"
"Wonderful, now, be a dear and finish your meal as I have an appointment with the mayor today and I'd rather get ready to perform before midday."
"Right. Sorry."
The two silently finished their breakfast and Trixie took a moment to wash the dishes as Twilight helped clean the table. The table was put away and Twilight realized how small the wagon had truly been. The one piece of furniture that took up more than it's fair share was the bed with a chest beside it which seemed to hold Trixie's props. There was a basket filled with dishes towards the end of the bed and two crates stacked on top filled with food. The table they had used leaned against the chest in the small space between it and the wagon wall. The rest of the wagon was bare but except for the many posters of famous magicians on it's walls.
"Are you coming or should I take your dumb look as a way of saying you want to help me out?" Trixie said as she waited for the purple mare by the open door.
"Sorry, I was just looking around." she shook her head before walking outside and letting Trixie lock the door. "Did you say you needed help?"
Trixie checked the door to see if it was checked before turning around and lifting Twilight's head. "Yes, it's just a bunch of setting up I need to do but seeing as your plans for the week are up in smoke I'd say you're the perfect pony to help me out."
"Uh... what are you doing?"
"Just checking to see if the cut has healed." She retracted her hoof with small smile. "It looks like it healed properly. You won't even get a scar out of it. So, do you want to help me or is there something else you need to do today?"
"I was going to see if I could get Rarity to talk to me."
"Bad idea. Trust me on this Sparkle. If someone was mad enough at you to hit you then you might want to let them have more than just the night to cool off."
"Oh..." Twilight looked at the ground as her ears folded back at the thought of Rarity still being as angry as last night.
"Tell you what." Trixie sighed. "I need to go visit her today anyways so I can get my cape mended for the show tonight. How's about I just bring you up as a topic and see what it would take to have her at least listen?"
"Really? You'd do that for me?"
"Sure, it's no fur off my hide. Besides, if it'll get you to help me set up then all the better. I plan to put on the best show possible seeing as the fact I saved a filly will attract more of a crowd which means more bits."
"You're profiting off of saving a filly from possible death?" Twilight asked dumbfounded.
"I never said it was completely unselfish. Besides, a mare has to eat."
Twilight watched stood in silence at the fact that some pony would think the life of a filly would be second to gathering a crowd but brushed it away as she noticed Trixie walking away. She ran after her and the two headed towards city hall in silence. With any luck, Trixie might be able to help her salvage the ruined relationship between her and Rarity.