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// Chapter 4 
// Story: Treasure-Your-Own-Trixie 
// by CategoricalGrant 
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“C-can I buy a season pass to your show! I never want to miss another one!”

Trixie grins. “Of course you ca…” Her ears flatten against her head as she struggles to maintain her smirk. “D-did you say ‘season pass’?” 

“Uh huh!” you nod. 

“I, uh...Yes! That will be...One thousand bits…?” she states, seemingly a little unsure of herself.

Paying absolutely no mind to the cost, you fling a massive bag of bits out of your saddlebags. “I can pay 700 now and wire you the rest in an hour from the bank!”

Trixie’s eyes widen as she nabs the bag, her lips trembling as if it was a slice of the Canterlot Hotel’s finest cake. “...One moment.”

The door slams shut. Some furious scribbling noises are heard from inside.

The door opens again, and Trixie uses her magic to float a torn half-sheet of paper to you. It reads ‘Seezun Pass’ in sloppy hoofwriting, and is signed underneath.

“AND IT COMES WITH AN AUTOGRAPH!” you cry, stamping your hooves in delight.

You know exactly what you have to ask now.



Proceed to Chapter 5.