Another two week after those mares left the B&B (the first week consisted of Home Brew being depressed that Applejack left) was relatively quiet, well not exactly as Boris had managed to set up a jukebox that worked for free (he wasn't going to make them pay for music) and he had also found three old video game cabinets (he had heard from Brew that they did have these), two pinball games and a Galaga cabinet (apparently electro bolt could power things for days at a time, weird). The two of them had spent around three days having a competition seeing who could have the highest score, which had surprisingly ended with Home Brew in first on pinball while Boris was, actually really bad, but still in second, in Galaga Boris was holding the lead barely, but it was probably going to be lost by tomorrow.
The day had barely started when they heard a knock on the still locked door, Brew was the upstairs rooms while Boris was cleaning glasses still dirty from the crusaders "crusade" in the kitchen, they were still scraping of dough off the ceiling. As Boris was about to reach the door a voice was heard.
"The great and powerful Trixie demands entry, she has need of a room" a haughty voice sounded from the other side. Boris nearly grinned, not only was it an end to his boredom, but it was a friend and his first customer. He threw open the door with a grin and swept Trixie into a hug, lifting her into the air and earning a squeak from her.
"Trixie demands you put her down, now, no, no, do not squeeze the Trixie " she squeaked.
Finally Boris put Trixie down, she looked flustered as she fixed her hat and cloak.
"Trixie would like a room Boris, she will be staying for a week on a vacation of sorts" she said uncomfortably, "Trixie's doctor says she's been to stressed, demanded she take a vacation, lie Trixie's says, but doctors orders".
"You haven't met my worker yet, he arrived just after you left. Hey Brew get out here!" Boris said as he lead Trixie back to the counter, he grabbed the key and handed it to her.
"You have a worker now, does he know about, well, you know, the thing" she said apprehensively.
Boris nodded " yeah I told him a day after I hired him, figured it would be good idea instead of hiding it"
At that moment Brew came out from the back room, he was a mess, his mane unkempt, coat covered in splotches of oil, and the amount of baggage under his eyes would make a soccer mom proud.
"The problem with the bottles is fixed, took a all night but it's ok" he then cut himself off with a yawn, "hey Boris do you mind if I turn in early, I'm kind of tired".
"Knock yourself out, literally, you look terrible, head on up and get some sleep" Boris said with a frown.
"Ok" Home Brew yawned as he stumbled around blindly.
The two turned away from him and simply sat on the couches for awhile catching up. Eventually Trixie spotted the cabinets.
"You have arcade games, which ones" Trixie asked with surprising animation.
"Galaga and two pinball machines, why" Boris answered confused.
"Because I will have you know that Trixie is the worlds best pinball player, she will crush mere mortals like you" Trixie declared with certainty.
"Them's fightin words" Boris said with narrowed eyes.
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Boris was sad, very sad, he had bet seven free nights to Trixie if she could beat the high score in pinaball. She had not just beaten it, she had crushed it with the fury of one thousand suns, and now he has to let her stay for free for her entire vacation. Trixie was also insufferably smug about it, declaring herself the queen. Boris sulked behind the counter while Trixie want upstairs to get settled.
At that moment another knock came at the door, though it was rather late.
"Come in" Boris called, to lazy to get the door. The door was opened slowly and a purple unicorn peeked in, seeing Boris she did a double take (just like every other pony) before seeing that he was staring at her expectantly, she blushed before walking in completely, this allowed Boris to see that on her back was a small sleeping dragon. She trotted out to the counter before whispering to him as to not wake the dragon up.
"Do you have any rooms open"
Boris nodded and slid over a key with a three on it, he then held up five fingers, she nodded in understanding and placed five bits on the counter. She headed up the stairs. A few minutes later Trixie came down and ate some dinner with Boris, they talked for a bit, where she had been, what had happened since she left, she then went upstairs as well. Boris figured now would be the time that he should turn as well, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen tomorrow, he shook it off as just a bad bit off food.
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When Boris woke up that morning it was to arguing, he came out to see Trixie and the purple mare yelling at each other in what sounded like another language, meaning it was probably magic theory. He walked out and stood near the counter with the small dragon from yesterday wondering if he should stop them, just as he was about to cut in the dragon stopped him.
"Bro, it ain't worth it, you be mauled if you try to get between those two, I've been with twilight long enough to know that" he said with a young voice.
Boris reviewed the situation again and nodded, he was probably right. Boris walked behind the counter and asked the dragon ("call me spike") if he wanted breakfast, he nodded. They ate and the two mares still showed no sign of stopping, finally he finished and went outside to do some work.
When he came back for lunch he found the two mares playing away at the pinball machines, the amount of intensity they were focusing was like a surgeon, whenever they lost it was at the exact same time, they would both look at each other's scores, see it was tied exactly, and start again. He asked spike what was happening he told him that they ended up having a contest after Trixie challenged Twilight. Boris stared at the two, at least they weren't yelling anymore. He ate his lunch while spike munched on some gems he got from his bag, they both sat and watched the show, eventually Boris had to head out again, he was adding a three room extension out back.
That afternoon Boris stopped at the front door and steeled himself, he was either going to see the two still on the pinball machines or yelling, and since he couldn't hear anything he was going to assume the pinball machines were running. He opened the door and stepped in, to the twilight zone, the two were sitting together on the couches chatting calmly with smiles on their faces, like they were the best of friends. It was incredibly frightening, he walked up to spike who was sitting at the counter not moving.
"What happened" he whispered to the dragon
Said dragon turned to him revealing his face was frozen in expression of terror, "don't ask things you don't want to know man, it's just not worth it" wordlessly spike turned back to stare at the comic book in front of him.
Finally he decided to ask the two mares, he walked towards them just able to catch snippets of their conversation.
"-nd you should really head to ponyville in a month, the princess is sending me there to make sure that all the preparations are made for the summer sun celebration, we can meet up and talk more about Starswirls theory on physical objects conversions to the fifth dimension" twilight finished saying before they both turned to him.
"Hey Boris, what's up" they both chirped cheekily grinning at him.
"Nothing just came over for some conversation" on the inside he was gaping in shock.
They made idle conversation for a few minutes before the topic moved onto what Twilight was actually doing there.
"Oh, the princess had me dropped off here for field research of different magical fields, I'll be picked up today, I had not planned for a place to stay so when I found here it was a relief" she said cheerily "by the way I don't believe I ever asked you what you are"
Where she had got that notepad and quill, he would never know. "I am a species known as human" he said simply, a bit tired of answering the question.
"Is that the scientific name?" She asked curiously
"No that would be Homo Sapien, and before you ask we are omnivores" he said already knowing that it wouldn't shock them to much, they lived along side around twenty different sentient species, each with at least a few variations.
Twilight simply nodded while Trixie looked uncomfortable but trusted you. "Do your species have any unclear defense mechanisms that are similar to magic" she asked still scribbling away at that notepad.
This caused Boris to freeze upon a little, while the gol was to keep plasmids hidden from everyone he can, this would be a good way top avoid further confusion when he had to use them. Inwardly debating it he decided that it would probably be best if he did tell as to avoid any confusion.
He turned to Twilight and nodded "yeah we have our own form of magic that we call plasmids, it allows us to send certain types of projectiles from our bodies while we have a number of passive abilities" as he said this he sent a look at Trixie telling her to just go with it.
"Your own form of magic? Is it teachable? Can you show me? Can you-"
"Sorry its species specific, only me and other members of my species can use it, sorry" he said with a faux apologetic look, he hoped non of these ponies ever came into contact with plasmids, it would destroy their innocence, world, and friendship. He was going to keep plasmid syringes as far from these ponies as possible.
"Besides I think its time for you to go" Boris said peeking out the windows at the chariot that was landed, it was pulled by four identical ponies, each white with gold armor and a blue mane, three of them kept on staring straight ahead but one had unhooked himself and was walking towards the door.
Twilight looked out the window at the approaching guard and nodded "yeah your probably right she muttered almost sadly. She walked up to Trixie and they nuzzled each other, Trixie handed a book to Twilight
"The great and powerful Trixie expects you to be proficient in the illusions chapter one through twelve" Twilight held the book up reverently allowing Boris to glimpse the title. "The Great and Powerful guide to Illusions by The Great and Powerful Trixie" it read in large gold block letters against the light blue backdrop. "Trixie wrote it herself" she said proudly.
Twilight thanked her profusely and trotted out the door with Spike in tow just before the guard knocked, as the chariot cleared the trees she called down goodbyes toeveryone. They watched until the chariot was out of sight.
That night after both Trixie and Brew had already clocked out Boris was still up cleaning the place, there was a surprising amount of soot marks and scratches covering the floor from hat Boris assumed was the great battle between Twilight and Trixie. He had just finished and was walking to his room when he past the pinball machines and noticed they were out of power, "strange" he thought, "didn't i just power this a few days ago" regardless he hit both machines with and electrobolt. As they lit up Boris's eyes instinctively traveled to the leaderboard on the screen, when he saw the top scores he nearly fell over.
TRI- 9999999
TWI-9999999
He had tried to hold on but it was to much, he fainted on the spot.