//------------------------------// // A Very Trixie Sunday // Story: Prelude to Anon-A-Miss: Wallflower's Weekend // by CapNTilfy //------------------------------// Wallflower woke up and cracked her neck. She winced from the strain, then got out of bed and called Trixie. She heard the dial tone, and a click followed. "Huhwhazza," the illusionist slurred, then paused for a moment. "W...Wallflower?" She groaned. "What time is it?" "About quarter to eight," Wallflower said as she began to stretch. "Quarter to-" There was a faintly audible slapping sound from Trixie's end. "Is this payback for earlier or do you really get up that early on a Sunday," she asked with slight irritation. "I wouldn't call this early," Wallflower said. "I slept in today." "You what," Trixie asked flatly, then sighed. "Okay. Tell you what. Give me like two more hours of sleep and then I'll call you back." Wallflower grumbled under her breath. "Fine. But if you don't wake up after that, I'm calling you." "All right," Trixie said, then hung up. ---------------------------------------------- As Wallflower waited, she found herself becoming bored. She went online and stumbled upon a video that caught her interest. On a dirt road, a man in a red costume rode past an explosion. The scene cut to a man in a green costume riding with a woman in a pink costume in a sidecar as they narrowly avoided not one, but two explosions. Another cut lead to a man in a blue costume riding with a man in a yellow costume as the duo barely passed up another two explosions. The next cut showed all five heroes converging, then transitioned to a title screen where five stars (one for each of the heroes' colors) trailed and made the logo for the series as music began to play. Two more cuts showed the team riding together. It cut once more to the team running together as the singing began. "The crimson sun!" Wallflower's phone rang, snapping her to attention as she stopped the video. She picked up her phone. "Hello?" "The Great. And Powerful. TRRRRRRRIXIE has awoken from her slumber!" Wallflower yelped and winced in pain at Trixie's shouting of her name. "Okay, ow." "Trixie is sorry, but she never apologizes for her volume!" Wallflower opened her mouth for a moment, then nearly slammed her head on the nearest surface. She took a deep breath, then sighed and moved on. "So, can you come over? I already squared things away with my parents." "Sure," Trixie said. "I'll be there shortly." ---------------------------------------------- Within a few minutes, there was a knock at Wallflower's bedroom door. She opened the door to reveal Trixie waiting in the hallway. The illusionist walked in and looked around, taking stock of her new surroundings. "Nice place you've got here," she said, admiring the art on Wallflower's walls. "Thanks," Wallflower said with a smile, then clapped her hands together. "Now, how are we going to take down Sunset?" "Well," Trixie said with a devious smile. "We could pull pranks and make it look like she's the culprit!" Wallflower shook her head. "Sunset's not a prankster, Trixie." Trixie cupped her chin with a frown. "Yeah, I guess you're right." The two sighed, then folded their arms and closed their eyes in concentration. After a full minute of silence, Trixie spoke up. "You know what helps when I'm stuck for ideas," she asked with a smile. Wallflower raised an eyebrow. "Just go about your day. Inspiration can't be forced, after all." Wallflower thought to herself for a moment, then nodded. "That sounds like a good idea to me," she said. "I've never actually had any friends in my room before..." she trailed off, then looked away. "...Because I've never had a friend before," she said quietly as she held onto an arm with her other hand. "What was that," Trixie asked, genuinely curious. Wallflower slowly turned back to face Trixie, blushing slightly. "I-I said that I've n-never had a friend before," she stammered, fighting the discomfort she felt. "You...haven't," Trixie asked, surprised by Wallflower's honesty. "Wow...neither have I." Her eyes widened at her own words. "I-I-I mean I have lots of friends," she said, quickly regaining her composure. She smiled. "But I'd be happy to be your friend." "Y-You mean that?" "Trixie has lots of friends," Trixie said plainly as she folded her arms. Wallflower rolled her eyes. "No, I meant did you mean that you'd be happy to be my friend?" Trixie blushed. "Oh," she said, embarrassed. "Yes. Yes I did." Wallflower smiled and hugged her, and she slowly but surely returned it. "So," she said as she broke the hug. "What do you do for fun?" ---------------------------------------------- "When Trixie said 'fun'," the illusionist said as she held a trowel in her hand. "This wasn't exactly what she had in mind..." Wallflower smiled as she planted a couple of seeds. "Don't knock it 'til you've tried it." She took the trowel from Trixie and covered the seeds in dirt. "Once you get used to it, you'll find that it's really rewarding work!" Trixie looked at Wallflower's clothes and noticed they were beginning to get dirty under her light green gardening arpon. She then looked at her clothes. She was wearing her normal attire, which was a purple dress with a light blue ring covered in white stars at the end of her skirt. Her Power Symbol of a magic wand being waved was placed just above the ring. Her dark blue hoodie with a light blue star on each arm. It kept her nice and warm, while the yellow trim at the bottom of each sleeve and her midriff were purely just for show. Her long blue and purple boots could keep her legs from getting dirty, but she stood back all the same. "Maybe another time," Trixie said. "Suit yourself," Wallflower said with a shrug as she continued her gardening. ---------------------------------------------- A couple of hours later, Wallflower jumped as she heard a noise, then turned to see Trixie sleeping and snoring on the grass. She smiled warmly, then gently nudged her friend. Trixie stirred slightly, then smiled. "Mmm...peanut butter crackers..." Wallflower stifled a giggle, then gently shook Trixie. Trixie slowly opened her eyes and muttered something unintelligible. She got up, then rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?" "Wallflower! Trixie! Lunch is ready," Erica called from the house. "Ooh," Trixie said excitedly. "Perfect timing! All that sleeping made me hungry!" Wallflower smiled and rolled her eyes, then followed Trixie inside. ---------------------------------------------- After lunch, Wallflower and Trixie returned to Wallflower's room. "Say," Trixie said as she leaned against one of the walls while on her phone. "Do you go to MyStable or SnapGab?" Wallflower shook her head. "No, I don't. Social media sites can be a real breeding ground for humiliation..." She trailed off and her eyes widened. "That's it!" Trixie yelped at Wallflower's sudden exclamation. She took a deep breath, then exhaled. "What's 'it'?" "We could humiliate her online!" "Ooh, great idea," Trixie said with a devilish smile. "Glad I thought of it." Wallflower blinked, then shook her head rapidly. "But you know what would be even better," Trixie asked with her signature smug look. "Embarrassing her friends and making it look like she did it!" Wallflower raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think that'll work? Sunset Shimmer and the girls are pretty close." Trixie kept her smile. "Oh, I've got a backup plan for that." Wallflower smiled. "You do? What is it?" "All in good time, Wallflower," Trixie said. "Sometimes you have to leave your tricks hidden until the final act!" Wallflower shrugged. "Okay, fair enough...I guess. So what name should we give the account?" Trixie cupped her chin in thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "How about Anon-A-Miss? It was one of my earlier stage names until I realized I wanted people to know my actual name." Wallflower blinked. "Anonymous? Isn't that a little on the nose?" "No," Trixie said, then grabbed a pen and paper and wrote on it. Anon-A-Miss "Huh. Clever." "Right," Trixie asked with a smirk. "Now, let's get down to business." ---------------------------------------------- Trixie and Wallflower spent the next few hours fleshing out their plans until it was time for dinner. After that, it was time for Trixie to leave. Wallflower walked Trixie to the door with a smile. "Thanks for hanging out with me. And for all the help." Trixie returned the smile. "Trixie is always glad to spread a little mischief around Canterlot High." She stopped for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Would..." Wallflower tilted her head slightly. "Would it be okay if... if I came back to hang out again?" Wallflower smiled. "Of course, Trixie," she said, then hugged her. Trixie returned the hug and swiftly wiped a tear away before breaking it, hoping that Wallflower didn't see. "See you later," she said, and waved as she walked over to her father's car. Wallflower waved back until Trixie got into the car and watched it drive off. She smiled warmly, then went upstairs to go to bed. She put on her pajamas and got into bed. Everything was in place! Well, almost everything. If the Crusaders didn't want to help out after all, she and Trixie would figure something out. As she began to fall asleep, she felt grateful to have two of the things she wanted: a friend and a plan. End of Prelude to Anon-A-Miss: Wallflower's Weekend