“Hey, Applejack?”
The question came from down the hall and the farmer turned to see Trixie approaching her. They weren’t exactly friends but they were friendly. Things had gotten better after the thing with Wallflower. Trixie has started to hang out with Sunset more and that had started to bleed over more into the rest of them being friendly with Trixie. “What can I do ya for, Trixie.”
Trixie smiled at the farmer and struck a bit of a pose when she got to her. “The great and powerful Tr...”
Applejack rolled her eyes, she by far had the least patience for Trixie’s boasting. “Trixie, cut the chaff and just give me the wheat.”
Trixie wasn’t entirely sure what the expression meant but she obviously got the gist as she moved on from her bluster. “Trixie saw that video of you making Rarity a new closet.”
Applejack grinned widely and nodded. “I’m glad ya liked it, Trixie.” Technically that hadn’t been said but not even Trixie would seek her out just to berate it.
Trixie nodded. “It was most impressive!... If a bit long.” Trixie chortled to herself a few moments before getting back on topic. “Trixie would like to ask if you could help her redo her room?”
Applejack frowned slightly, that had been a lot of work, Rarity was one of her closest friends. "Uh... Well, Trixie..."
Trixie snickered as she shook her head. "Trixie is no asking for free, Applejack! Trixie will pay you."
Applejack let out a small chuckle, well that was less presumptuous on Trixie's part. She tilted her head slightly, stuck between the desire to help her burgeoning friend and not do all that work again so soon. Then she smiled as an idea struck her. “Tell ya what Trixie. Keep yer money, you help me out on the farm in trade instead?”
Trixie nodded. A bit more readily than Applejack would have expected but girls like her and Rarity really liked their frou-frou stuff. “Okay Applejack. Trixie’s not afraid of a bit of hard work!”
Applejack chuckled, the dainty girl didn’t look like she’d done a day of hard work in her life, but she could help Applebloom with some of the easier chores. “It’s a deal then.” Applejack stuck her hand out and got a surprisingly firm handshake in return. “Oh, though if ya need one of my trees that you’ll need to pay for. I don’t think ya wanna do enough hours to pay for that.”
Trixie smiled, shaking her head. “We won’t, my dad has plenty of wood for you to work with. He likes to make his own props, when possible.”
“His own props?”
Trixie giggled a little. “My father is Jack Pot, Applejack.”
Applejack thought for a minute then vaguely recalled a stage magician by that name. Though Applejack figured he was probably pretty famous as she didn’t pay any attention to that kind of thing and she knew of him. “Ahh, yeah I remember seein’ a sign for his show.” With that Applejack checked off needing to get the wood. Nothing she did to the room was structural so she assumed the wood would do. Just so long as wasn’t plywood. “When about were you planning?”
Trixie shrugged a little. “This weekend?”
Applejack thought for a few minutes before nodding. “Mmm... Yeah, I can at least scope it out, dunno about getting it done this weekend.”
Trixie blinked before she snickered a little and shook her head. “Trixie’s room is about half the size of Rarity’s.”
Applejack stared for a moment, she wasn’t sure why but she’d always imagined Trixie with a large room. “Well, we might get it done in one shot then.”
Trixie grinned a little wider. “Great! The great and powerful Trixie will finally have a room worthy of her! Mostly.”
“Mostly?”
Trixie snickered a little and shook her head. “Trixie just wishes it was bigger is all.” She dug around in her pockets for a moment, pulling out a piece of paper and holding it out to Applejack. “This is my address.”
Applejack laughed as she shrugged. “I could use a bit of a smaller room myself, more space than I need. Rarity’s room is huuuge!” She reaches out and took the paper, pocketing it. “What time?”
Trixie snickered a bit, waggling an eyebrow at the other girl. “From what I hear you probably spend a lot of time in her bedroom.” Trixie chortled at herself, thinking that’d be the end of it then. “Morning work for you?”
Applejack clenched her fist in annoyance, Trixie was lucky she was only a distant friend, close friends who dropped that line got a punch. “No... Me an' Rarity aren’t 'a thing,' Trixie.” Applejack was too distracted to think about Trixie’s room anymore.
Trixie blinked then shrugged. “Oh, guess the rumors weren't true.” Applejack started to relax, not expecting it to have ended that easily. She realized she should have known better at Trixie continued. “Trixie guesses she shouldn’t listen to rumors.”
Applejack chuckled a little. She personally hated rumors but that one always amused her. “Yeah, you come out and everyone’s instantly starting rumors about you an’ yer friends.”
Trixie Bounced on her heels, clasping her hands behind her back. “Oh, so that part of the rumor is true...?”
Applejack shrugged before narrowing her eyes at Trixie slowly. Most people these days were very accepting but not everyone.”That ain’t a problem is it?”
Trixie raised her hands defensively shaking her head. “No, not at all! It's great really! Well, Trixie doesn't mean great, she means it's perfectly normal and all. If you want to date girls instead of...”
Applejack grinned putting a hand on the other girl’s shoulder. “Trixie, calm down. I’m still just Applejack. You don’t need to give me any special attention or consideration, ok?”
Trixie blushed slightly in embarrassment but nodded, smiling at Applejack. “Yeah, sorry about that Applejack.”
Applejack just laughed, waving her hand dismissively. “See you Saturday, Trixie.”
Trixie nodded, grinning widely. “Yes! See you Saturday.”