"... The prince and the border guards were nearly at blows when Trixie came upon them and offered Trixie's services as a translator. Trixie stopped what would have been a declaration of war on Equestria because of Trixie's perfect understanding of Spanish!" Trixie preened while she lazed on a couch in Twilight's castle library, spinning yet another tale about 'the Great and Powerful Trixie'. Spike sighed heavily in annoyance. This was the seventh 'true story' Trixie had spouted since she sat down. And he had been having such a nice day too.
Don't get him wrong, Trixie can be a nice mare and all, and he enjoys her shows just as much as the next drake, but she still has a problem of hamming it up to eleven and blabbing nonstop. This time it was all about how she could speak Spanish and how 'the great and powerful Trixie' saved something or did something awesome. She could spin a good yarn, he'd give her that much, but it was getting really old, really fast.
"You know," Spike spoke up as he put different books back, getting Trixie's attention.
"It'd be more believable if you could actually speak a sentence in Spanish." He commented dryly. Trixie gaped for a few seconds before turning her head with a huff.
"Trixie can speak Spanish, Trixie just does not wish to speak it at the moment." She said as she rolled off the couch and trotted out imperiously. Spike Just shook his head in resignation, Trixies' stubbornness made Applejacks' seem like jumping through hoops in comparison. With a tired sigh, he went back to placing books and grumbling to himself.
"Sometimes I wish Trixie would just put up or shut up. I enjoy a good story, not outright lies." He said as he pulled a bookmark out of a Daring Do novel.
"Why not call her out on it?" Discord asked as Spike pulled him out of the book, making spike yelp in shock and breathe fire as a defensive reflex. Discord twirls out of the way and the book is consumed by emerald flames. Spike gets his hammering heart under control and glares at the smirking draconequus.
"Nearly give me a heart attack why don't ya, Discord." Said chaos maker just snickers in response. Spike gives a long-suffering sigh before going to get the broom and dustpan with Discord floating along beside him.
"My question still stands though, why not just call her out on it? As you said, she'd have to either put up or shut up." Spike paused for a second to think before he grabbed the cleaning tools from the closet.
"If I'm being honest, I enjoy her stories, they have a real creative flair to them. I just don't like it when she says she has a skill that she obviously doesn't have." Spike explained. Discord nodded while his bread stroked his chin before a light bulb appeared above his head which he plucked and ate with a crunch. Rubbing his paw and claw together she smirked widely and making Spike start to feel nervous.
"My dear, dear drake, what would you say if I told you I have the perfect way for you to learn if she can actually speak Spanish while having a bit of fun as well?" Discord asked as he stood on Spikes right shoulder in miniature form. Spike blinked. He hadn't even see Discord move or teleport.
While Spike had a healthy grade of suspicion for the Chaos lord he was curious and decided to hear Him out.
"What do you have in mind?" He asked tentatively. Spike shivered when he saw Discord grin.
"I can't believe I agreed to this," Spike mumbled to himself as he searched the castle for Trixie. He did have to admit it was a fun idea and if they could pull it off it'd make for a funny story, but he also had the feeling it could go very badly. Spike paused in his search as a sound reached his ear. Following it, it leads him to the kitchen. Inside he found his quarry sitting at the table loudly munching on a bowl of hay crisps. He has no idea how somepony can chew so loudly with their mouth closed. Stealing his nerves and with a straight face, he enacts faze one of the plan.
"Hey, Trixie?" He calls out, said mare turns her head and blinks at him. A lone hay chip was slightly sticking out of the corner of her mouth and spike had to fight down a humorous chuckle.
"Yes, Spike?" Trixie asked after swallowing.
"Here we go." He thought.
"I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping me later this evening. I'm performing an act in tonight's talent show and could use your help." He said with what he hoped was a winning smile. It must have been because Trixie looked quite happy.
"Of course Trixie will help you. What do you need Trixie to do?" She said excitedly. Anything to do with the stage had her raring to go. He couldn't help but give a true warm mile at her foal like joy and exuberance.
"Remember earlier when you were telling me all those times you saved Equestria with just speaking Spanish?" He asked making Trixie pause and blink.
"Yes?" She said cautiously.
"Well I'm doing a song number in Spanish and I'd like you to translate it for the crowd. If you can speak it half as good as your stories say then you'd have no problem helping me out with my song, plus I'd really like it if you came to the show with me." Spike noticed Trixies eyes' widened significantly, and she gulped hard. He felt a small sliver of guilt snake its way into his heart and made him start rethinking this plan.
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea. I don't want to be a jerk after all." He sighed in his head, his heart winning over his want to poke holes in Trixie's pride.
"Actually, never mind, you're probably really busy, so... I won't bother you with this, Sorry." He gave his excuse and started to leave.
"I'll do it." Spike halted mid-step, his mind trying to process what he'd heard. Trixie never spoke out of the third pony, at least that he'd ever heard so it was a bit shocking.
"Huh?" His brain so eloquently supplied for him to use. Trixie circled one of her hooves on the floor in shy, non-Trixie like manner as she responded.
"I'll help translate your song, Spike. Thank you for inviting me to the show with you." Her cheeks were slightly flushed making Spike think she was not used to others asking her for help. This was a side of Trixie he'd never seen before, and he kind of liked it if he was being honest. She shook her head a bit before speaking again with a haughty smirk.
"After all, Trixie did bring down the salt cartel of Maregentina when she was able to translate what Trixie had overheard the cartel goons talking about where they kept their goods. It was the dead of night, clouds were covering the moon as Trixie..."
Aaaaand, she'd back." Spike's shoulders sagged in resignation as he just pulled up a chair and listened to Trixie's supposed tales of heroics.