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// Nurse Trixie, And The Twin Colored Eye Boy 
// Story: A Great and Powerful Love Story 
// by DragonMaster24921 
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There was a present silence as the three watched the errant firework whack Shuffle in the back of the head. Trixie turned around towards Snips.

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND SNIPS!”

Trixie was livid. Not only did one of the degenerate lackeys that hung off of her like fruit flies on old food, but one had wasted HER resources and also knocked out a potential fan. To say Trixie was mad would be the understatement of the millennium.

“Both of you put the bags away. I'm gonna get some medical supplies; hopefully, if he tries anything, it won't be on me.”
Running inside, Trixie found the small medical kit her family had and rushed across the street to the unconscious boy.
As she approached, Snips and Snails followed behind. Trixie got down on her knees face to face with her new neighbor, checking his head for any blood, which thankfully wasn't there. Next, Trixie made sure there were no erratic issues with the boy.

“For once, I’m thinking that nursing class actually came in use.” She said aloud.

As she sat, Trixie noticed Shuffle’s lightsaber, which, thanks to hanging out with Zero, she learned what it was called, but the “blade”, she thought the plastic white part was called, had snapped in half from hitting the pavement so hard. As she inspected the object, Shuffle regained some semblance of consciousness.

“Urgh, did anyone see the number of the truck that hit me?” he said, unaware of the three figures that were hovering over his body.

After his vision started focusing, his eyes locked on the girl. Shuffle took a moment to process this, his brain registering that a person was above him. He proceeded to quickly back away from the girl, “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to impose, his hands flying to his hood quickly covering his face in embarrassment, Trixie, on the other hand, let out a laugh.

“It’s not your fault, most men can’t handle being in the presence of THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!” Trixie performed an elegant flourish as a shower of sparkles came out of nowhere. “Besides, my assistant over there accidentally fired off one of Trixie’s stage props and it hit you, so Trixie thought it would be a good idea to make sure the person hurt by my assistants' stupidity was okay and give them my personal apology- Hey where are you going?”
Shuffle had gotten up as the girl was boasting was left unheard. The only thing he noticed was his saber. The last gift his dad gave him broke in half. Shuffle took minutes to check the hilt for any damage, and to his relief, there wasn't any beyond superficial, and the blade easy replaced, but that doesn't mean he was happy about it.

Trixie had stood up a minute later, “Yeah about that, you can blame him over there.”

Shuffle turned to the boy who already looked remorseful about what he did on accident, but the fact he looked like he was barely a freshman in high school, Shuffle couldn't bring himself to get angry at the pudgy teen.

“You do know you’re going to replace this right?” Snails nodded rapidly. Shuffle had forgotten that his hood was drawn so to someone like this kid, he was giving off an intimidating demeanor. A gust of wind blew whilst he was towering over Snails, which in turn had knocked the hood off, revealing the rest of his face.

Small scars adorned the socket around his left eye, looking like he still had the remains of a bruise on it; the odd thing about it was, his eyes were two separate colors! One was blue, whilst the other was a blazing red. Snails noticed his eye and froze, staring directly at it.
Shuffle just stood confused until he noticed what had happened. Quickly he adorned his hood.
“Just come by tomorrow and we figure out how you can repay me for this kid,” he said quickly as he picked up his broken saber.

Before walking away, Shuffle turned towards Trixie, his hood readjusted to his left eye. “Thank you for making sure I was well, and for the apology.”

She gave him a firm nod as he re-entered his home for the night. Snails were still in the same spot, petrified with fear. Snips gave him a smack on the back of the head to awaken his friend.

“What happened to you dude, he wasn't that scary. I'd say you got off easy with how he reacted.” Snails said to the tense Snips.

“You don't understand Snails, you should have seen his face, it was horrifying.” Snips turned to his friend.

“Scars all along the left eye, and it was bruised. Plus, along with the state he was giving me, his eyes were two different colors! It made me feel… cold.” Snips responded.

“There's no way someone can have two different eye colors,” Snips protested.

“I know what I saw, idiot! I promise you his, eyes were two different colors!”

Meanwhile, Trixie was standing there staring at Shuffle’s home, “Could that have been why he moved away so quickly?” she pondered, quickly dismissing the thought a few moments later.

“No it must be because he was in the presence of someone as great and powerful as I, he must have gotten intimidated by Trixie's presence.” She turned away from the two bickering teens and headed inside her trailer. If this was going to be an issue later, she would deal with it later.

Shuffle went upstairs to his room and laid down on his bed. His mood had been soured even further than before; first, his mother had brought up a painful memory of his dad, and now his way of exhuming his pain was destroyed for the foreseeable future.

He groaned loudly as he turned over in his bed and put on his headset. Nothing was going to happen tomorrow beyond that Snails kid coming by to repay for his broken saber, so Shuffle put on one of his many audio books and chose to lay in bed until he fell asleep.

Having long since died, the headset was silent and shuffle had turned over asleep, but peace wasn't anywhere to be seen tonight. Shuffle’s mind had decided to dredge up something from his past he’d much rather forget about. He let out a whimper of pain as his nightmare finally made itself known.

Shuffle’s Dream.

Shuffle was standing in a hallway, his mind awash of memories of him and his old friends having a good time in the hallway, making up stupid stories and acting goofy, but of his trio of friends, there was one that stood out to him.


The fiery Sunset Shimmer, donning her usual outfit of a magenta sleeveless blouse, gold skirt with a gold and magenta stripe on it, and her signature jacket. She was laughing along with them. As the four said their goodbyes for the day, Sunset caught up with Shuffle asking if she could go home with him, saying she had to talk to him about something important.


Shuffle agreed and the two had left together. Once the pair got to Shuffle’s old house, he let her in and went to get something to drink for both of them. Sunset gladly took it but turned to Shuffle and asked him a question.

“Shuffle, I need to know, do you like me?” she asked innocently.

Shuffle had taken a quick drink of his soda and quickly composed himself.

“What do you mean, Sunset? We’re friends, yes, but I wouldn’t move in on Terra’s girlfriend, I'm his friend too, and friends don't do that.”

“Of course Shuffle, I get that but I was going to say, I kinda like you too.” Sunset blushed, as did Shuffle; even though Terra was his best friend, he was a little envious of him.

Sunset was intelligent, witty and smoking hot, along with being adorable, which Shuffle wasn't. He had turned away to get another drink when he turned back to Sunset she was closer to him, almost on his lap. He faced away, but she turned him back, leaned forward and kissed him. Shuffle resisted at first, but something about Sunset had made him feel weird; as much as he wanted to hold out, his mental will had given out, and he embraced the girl. The kiss quickly turned into a makeout session. Little did Shuffle know, his house door was left slightly ajar.

Terra and his other friend Stratos had entered Shuffle’s house, Terra heard the sound of moaning coming from the living room, finding Sunset on top of Shuffle grinding away as the two were locked in a moment of passion.

He stood there, stunned, as Stratos called out to Shuffle, who was shaken from his euphoric stupor to see his best friend staring at himself and Sunset. No words were said as Terra charged the two who forced Sunset out of the way and proceeded to punch a stunned Shuffle, but before any pain could be felt, Shuffle was snapped awake.

Shuffle let out a yell as he shot up from his bed in a cold sweat. It was almost five in the morning by the time he looked at his clock. Shuffle laid in bed, trying to slow his rapidly beating heart. That Day will forever haunt him. He didn't mean to do anything with Sunset; she forced herself on him, but there was something else that obstructed his rational thinking, which was what cost him his friendships, and it was all HER fault.

But it was also his too; he wanted her, yes, though he wasn't going to try and steal Sunset from Terra, in his moment of weakness he felt… glad. He finally had something worth keeping, he had a girlfriend like his friends, but that joy was quickly destroyed thanks to HER deceptive ways.

After the three boys stopped talking, Shuffle made a promise, “Never let anyone in, all they want is to manipulate you to their will and make you their pawn; shut them out, embrace solitude.”

His mantra was and has been that ever since. But perhaps… maybe it was time to move on.  Shuffle turned over in his bed, twisting away from the growing sunlight from the window. Shuffle had slowly fallen asleep again, his thoughts making his memory more terrifying than even his nightmare.

“Terra, if it's any consolation, I am sorry,” he said before falling asleep again.