//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 // Story: A Trixie Situation // by Autum Breeze //------------------------------// Chapter 2 ___________________________________________________________ Trixie awoke to a warmth surrounding her body. She snuggled closer, sighing contentedly. What a weird dream. Turning into a five-year-old after eating some peanut butter crackers? She giggled to herself for the silly notion, regardless of how odd her school had become since magic first arrived, the idea of someone regressing physically into a child was just too ridiculous. She noted her voice sounded a bit higher than usual when she giggled. She shrugged. The voice was weird when one first wakes up in the morning. She moved to get up, before realizing someone had their arms around her. At once her mind jumped to the worst case scenario, someone had come into her room in her sleep and was lying in bed with her... She quickly dismissed this. She had locks on her home that could only be opened from the inside. The only way someone could have gotten in would be to break in and she had burglar alarms for just such a chance occasion, which would have woken her up. So... who was holding her? Had she gotten a boy over last night and they’d fallen asleep after doing... certain things? Now that she paused to think about it, she noted how much bigger the person was. And not simply a bit taller, she was the size of a child compared to them. She cringed. The only person she knew of ridiculously large size was Bulk Biceps and she knew that big-muscled softy would never have the guts to sleep in a girl’s house, so that idea was muted. As she shifted, she realized she wasn’t wearing her usual nightie. She opened her eyes, only to raise an eyebrow. She was pressed against someone’s chest... a girl’s chest. Lifting her head a bit, Trixie made the sleeping face of a yellow-skinned girl. Sunset Shimmer? she realized, before her eyes watered as her mind caught up. Yesterday wasn’t a dream. She really had turned into a five-year-old. She really had been put in Sunset’s care and slept over at the former unicorn’s home. Tears welled in her eyes and she clutched onto Sunset, her tears soaking into the other girl’s shirt. The dampness seemed to rouse the Equestrian from her sleep. Sunset felt her shift, make a “Hum?” sound, before she felt arms tighten around her. “Trixie, what’s wrong?” “W-wasn’t a dream,” Trixie sniffled, her voice muffled by Sunset’s chest. “T-Trixie really is a child.” Trixie felt Sunset shifting her position until the little girl was seated in the older one’s lap as Sunset gently rubbed her back and the back of her head, hushing her. “It’s okay, Trixie. I’ll figure out how to turn you back. I promise I’m not going to give up unless I know this can’t be reversed, okay?” She sniffled, nodding into Sunset’s chest. After several minutes, at least, Trixie thought it was a several minutes, Sunset rubbed her back once, saying, “Come on. We’d better have breakfast and had off to school. Just cos you're a little kid now, doesn't mean you should be late.” Trixie pouted up at Sunset, agreed and followed her out the loft bed. ___________________________________________________________ Trixie's face was covered in a blush as she walked down the street, holding Sunset’s hand. The Equestrian had decided that they’d eat breakfast out. When she’d asked Sunset why she’d allowed her to sleep in the same bed, Sunset told her that, seeing as it had been a long day and Trixie had fallen asleep on the way to the apartment where Sunset lives, she’d given the girl a quick bath, dressed her in some pajamas borrowed from a neighbor and thought Trixie would freak out if she woke up in a strangers house all on her own, so had let her sleep in her bed with her instead. Trixie hated that she found herself agreeing, namely because she was humiliated by the idea that someone else had bathed her. Sleep or no, she had been a teenager two days ago, damn it! She was pulled from her thoughts when she heard a bell tingling. Looking up, she found she’d entered Sugar Cube Corner. “Hi, Sunset!” Pinkie Pie waved from behind the counter. “Hi Cute and Adorable Trixie!” Trixie’s blush turned into her whole face going beat red. Cute and adorable?! And did she have to cheer it so loud; several other patrons had turned and were looking in their direction?! Sunset chuckled, walking up to the counter. “Two servings of breakfast muffins, Pinkie. Blueberry.” The pink girl nodded, typing into the cash register that, if she weren’t still fuming at her, Trixie would have been alarmed. Once Sunset had paid for their food, the two walked over to a booth and sat down. Not five seconds had passed, before the energetic girl was just suddenly there, tipping a pair of muffins in front of both girls, along with a mug of coffee in front of Sunset and a choc-peanut butter milkshake in front of Trixie. It was as the girl turned to leave them, that an odd thought occurred to Trixie. “Uh, Sunset?” The other girl made a noise of acknowledgement from behind her mug, before setting it down. “Yeah, Trixie?” “If the pink one is working right now... how will she make it to school on time?” Trixie never did understand why some students took jobs that had morning shifts on a school day. Sunset just shrugged. “If it were anyone else, I’d agree. But, it’s Pinkie Pie, so I’m not going to question it.” Trixie was about to respond, before she realized it would indeed be pointless. After what happened in the infirmary yesterday, maybe not trying to figure out how Pinkie Pie worked was a better idea. Putting that aside, she turned her eyes too her milkshake, putting the straw in her mouth and began eating her breakfast with gusto, not noticing the smile on Sunset’s face as the yellow girl watched her.