Flutterbreeze sat in Eiskaffoal, drinking a cup of kopi susu. Coffeeflower was chatting idly to some other customers, while Trixie was busy mopping the floor. The blue pegasus stared off into space, deep in thought.
‘I am going to go insane, if I haven’t already. The mystery of a traitor, still unsolved. The shadows of a dark foe in hiding. Now a criminal mastermind? I’ve got to start making some better acquaintances.’
‘And of course, if it weren’t enough that my life is in danger... my heart is in turmoil. My feelings are torn this way and that. Luna... Fluttershy... Pinkie Pie... and... and...’
“Do you mind!?!” Trixie shouted at a stallion who decided to throw his drink at her when he had finished it.
“No, I don’t mind, actually.”
“The Great and Powerful Trixie is not a trash receptacle!”
“More like, the great and powerful toothbrush with a mane like that!” The stallion and his two friends burst out laughing.
Trixie’s horn started to glow, but Coffeeflower yelled, “Trixie, don’t use magic on the customers!”
She stomped to the bathroom to clean off and let off some steam. A storm cloud hung over her head, literally.
Flutterbreeze calmly walked over to the table with three stallions who were laughing in a very loud and obnoxious manner.
“It’s not nice to throw your drink and laugh at mares.” he said. “Some ponies might take offense to such rude behavior. I suggest you apologise.”
“Oh, what, did I embarrass your marefriend? Hahahaha-”
Flutterbreeze slammed a hoof on the table.
“Listen punk, usually I’m a nice guy, but today you caught me in a really bad mood. So unless you have a really good dental plan I’d recommend you shut up now.”
“And what are you gonna do? There’s three of us and one of you.”
“Try me.”
The four of them walked out of the coffee shop and into a nearby alleyway. The rest of the ponies inside, who had been silent up to this point, started to whisper to each other. Just a couple minutes past before Flutterbreeze returned, nonchalantly walking back to his seat. He didn’t have a single bruise on him. Everypony just sat and stared at him.
When Trixie finally came out of the bathroom, she was relieved to find that the three stallions were gone. “Why is everypony so quiet?”
The only one who gave her an answer was Flutterbreeze. “They took their business elsewhere after seeing the error of their ways.” That was how he described three stallions being carted off to the hospital with broken jaws, but she couldn’t figure it out from that statement.
Everything started to return to normal after Flutterbreeze left for the post office. When he found his mailbag he was shocked to see but one letter inside. It was addresed to him. ‘Could it be?’ He opened and read the letter. ‘Finally! A mission is just what I need to take my mind off... oh no...’ He facehoofed, then crumpled up the letter and ate it. ‘Of all the assignments I’ve gotten, this has to be the worst.’
He returned to his apartment and put the suspect list and various notes he had taken into a small bag. A couple hours later he went and knocked on Trixie’s door.
“Yes?”
“I wanted to apologise for my behavior this past week.” Trixie stood there shocked, mouth agape. “I’ve been inconsiderate. But you should have some peace from me now. I’m going out of town for awhile, and I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”
The look on her face changed to a more leery and curious one.
“I want you to look after this while I’m gone.” He handed the bag of papers over to her.
“What’s this? Why do you want me to have it?”
“It’s full of important documents. I felt it would be safer than leaving them in my empty apartment.”
“And you feel you can trust the Great and Powerful Trixie after everything that has happened?”
“For better or worse, I have no choice but to trust you. You’ve already gotten mixed up in my affairs, and there is no point in making an enemy with my neighbor over a little lost sleep.”
She looked down at the floor.
“Oh, by the way, help yourself to my leftover snacks.”
“But how is the Great and Powerful Trixie to get into your apartment to eat snacks?”
He smiled. “I’ve seen you unlock doors with magic... like when you took my cymbals.”
“Oh, right...” a guilty look spread across her face. “You aren’t a normal mailpony, are you? You cannot lie to the Great and Powerful Trixie!”
“Of course not.” he chuckled. “You are right, but the less you know the better. I should probably leave now before anything else happens. Farewell Trixie, until we meet again.”
“Farewell... Flutterbreeze.”
Another tale finally comes to a close. I hope you enjoyed reading it. I certainly had fun writing writing this, even though it is a bit of an odd compilation. I may end up coming back and editing this story later. Anyways, Merry Hearth's Warming to everypony. As always, any comments, questions, insults, praise, and requests are welcome and encouraged. Advertisements for NFL jerseys are not. -Flutterbreeze-