A year and a half later, Trixie opens your door with her key and wipes her hooves on your doormat. “You better have a good reason for dragging me out here through the snow!”
You are adorned in a top hat and a magician’s cape you had hoof stitched, although poorly. “Welcome to my magic show!”
Trixie snorts. “Oh, this oughta be good.” She takes a seat in front of you.
On the folding table in front of you is a small box. “Watch, as I reveal the mystical item inside of this secret box, using the secret, magic words!” You ready your wand and tap it three times against the table. “Will you marry me!?”
A small puff of smoke dissipates slowly, revealing a diamond ring.
You smile nervously and look at Trixie, who is wearing a blank face. After a moment, you garner the courage to speak up. “S-so? What do you think of the trick?”
Trixie snorts again, albeit derisively this time, and shakes her head. Sighing, she rolls her eyes. “That was one of the stupidest magic tricks I’ve ever seen.”
Your heart sinks in your chest and a feeling of dread comes over you. “Really?”
“Really.” Trixie stands up and floats the ring over onto her horn, now unable to hide her smile. “But, luckily for you, Trixie will marry you anyway.” Trotting over to you, she plants a warm kiss onto your lips and melts into your embrace.
“I love you,” you tell her softly.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” she scolds. “That’s after dinner talk.”
PERFECT ENDING