Trixie is Pregnant and It's Twilight's Problem

by TheCrimsonDM

Chapter Seventeen: Of Letters and Love

Several hours later Twilight was sitting, or forcefully being sat down in Rarity’s shop as she and Trixie both were being measured and fitted for dresses neither of them needed. Honestly, the only reason Twilight hadn’t corrected Rarity about who the parent was so far is because she was still trying to work out the damage control because saying ‘hey Trixie screwed your brother, now she’s pregnant and he’s going to be a dad, have fun,’ just didn’t have the right ring to it.

As for Trixie she enjoyed the extra attention. Twilight was fairly confident that at this point it really couldn’t get any worse than this. No, really, pretending to be the parent to Trixie’s child was surely as low as it could get.

Spike came in there with arms full of scrolls proving her wrong. “Twilight, you ‘hiccup’“ another scroll appeared. “Messages. From. Everypony.”

Twilight tried to stand and was forced back down. Rarity replied. “Read with your horn dear, not with your hooves.”

She grabbed the first one she could and opened it up. It was from Princess Celestia, and had a red ribbon on it. This meant an emergency.

“My Dear Faithful Student.

How much did you drink? I know you’ve had a problem with drinking once or twice in the past, but I fear maybe you may need some help. With that said please allow your new lover, consort, partner to read this next part.

How much was she drinking when she impregnated you? Or how much was he drinking I should ask? Was it a lot. Should we throw an intervention? As her/his closest loved one, surly you would know if there was a problem. If there is tell Spike to send me a letter saying the word BANANAS.”

Twilight growled. She opened another one.

“Dear Twily

It’s your bro here, living in the Crystal Kingdom is pretty fun but things sure are changing. Heard you had a sex change into a stallion and now your got a mare pregnant. Nice. How was it? Having a penis that is? Pretty nice right? Just be careful of getting random erections in public, you can’t really hide it and your wife might get pretty mad at you, even if it was her fault in the first place for nearly tripping in front of you and bumping her butt into your muzzle.

Anyway, if you need any advice on how to please a mare. Let me know, I’m kind of a professional at this. Love Shiny.”

Twilight’s growl increased.

Rarity used a bit of magic to lift Twilight’s butt. “Stand please. Thank you, darling.”

Twilight grabbed another.

“Dear Twilight Sparkle.

As your foal sitter, sister in law, and old friend I must say that I am… impressed. Honestly making such a big life choice to change gender is impressive. Going the extra step to get a mare pregnant was even more impressive. Though I have to wonder if maybe this was a little too fast, even for you. Also what ever happened to your crush on Princess Celestia, I know it was weird to think you liked the person that is your stepmother, but I learned to accept one day you and her would end up together. Now I suppose that might not be the case?

Oh, unless you’re looking to expand your relationship. If you are, fair warning, Celestia is a bit hungry and might eat both of you at the same time, if you know what I’m saying. Anyway, best of luck, Princess Cadance.”

Twilight’s growl was a small scream, an unending, never breathing scream.

“Dear my sister’s student.

You do realize that transmutation laws prohibit complete transformation into the other gender. I am certain you are aware of this so I can only picture a beautiful innocent looking Twilight carrying a massive scepter between her/his/its legs as well as the receptacle to receive one. Once you figure out more of what you are intending to be let me know so I can address you with the correct pronoun and then mock you accordingly. My sister seems to be a bit upset with this information though, and I can see why. If rumors are to be told truthfully, you are attempting to create the perfect wizard pony through genetic breeding. A very intelligent but dangerous game to be playing. I wish both you and your lover the best of luck.

Also I am sorry she wet the bed on you, her dreams had devolved into nightmares before I could aid her. I shall continue studying her dreams when I am not studying another subject in Ponyville. Though… you may wish to sleep in different beds as I am uncertain I’ll be able to help her too much considering her relation to my other subject.

Princess of the Night, Luna.”

Twilight’s scream had gone up in decimals. She could barely hear Trixie’s voice over the sound. “Is she going to be okay?”

Rarity laughed mockingly. “She is just having pre wedding jitters. I’m sure you know.”

“Trixie understand. Also she needs a trashcan, immediately.”

Without warning one appeared in front of her and while Trixie was busy attempting to hurl in a volume that was less than Twilight’s scream was loud, Twilight read the last letter.

“To our loving daughter.

Um…. What? We expected this of Shining Armor but he at least had the decency to get married before trying to get Cadance Pregnant even if that was by pure coincidence rather than any attempt at avoiding the acts leading to such a thing. You on the other hoof, we expected you to be waiting until marriage to have children and were certainly not expecting you to be the one impregnating your wife.

We aren’t mad at you, just disappointed.

Love Night Light and Twilight Velvet.”

Twilight’s throat suddenly died out. She was still trying to scream. Her lungs just gave up on actually emitting any sound. It was after that everything went dark and she fell forward unconscious only to take the first breath in her sleep that she had taken in the past five minutes. She was wrong, so very wrong. It could always get worse.

Trixie sat there after the measurements were all finished. “Are you certain she is alright?”

Rarity had laid Twilight down on a sofa that seemed to appear from nowhere at all. Twilight was twitching in her sleep. At the very least she was covered by a blanket. “Oh she will be just fine, darling. I’m more concerned with you, how are you fairing?”

Trixie put a hoof to her chest. “Trixie has never been better. Perhaps less hungry, but never better.”

Rarity eyed her. “You’re still hungry, even after the morning sickness.”

“Trixie is feeding two now you know.”

Rarity nodded. “Of course. If you don’t tell Twilight, I do have some ice cream for you.”

Trixie licked her lips. Big mistake when her mouth still tasted sour. “Why should she not tell Twilight?”

“The poor dear is already stressed out and paranoid about everything. The last thing I want her to think is I’m purposely feeding you unhealthy foods.”

Trixie smiled. “She is going to get bigger regardless of her diet. So let Trixie be fat and fed she says.”

Rarity laughed. “You’re taking this in high spirits. Come this way.”

Trixie followed her into the kitchen where she was greeted with a kitchen table to sit down at and awaited the ice cream. “Why should Trixie not be in the highest of spirits? She is going to have the most amazing child in all of Equestria, a pony to surpass her in every way.”

Rarity pulled out a tub of ice cream and began scooping out some into a bowl. It was vanilla, the generic but still good flavor. “To hear you say somepony is better than you is certainly refreshing.”

Trixie chose to ignore the snark in the comment. “Of course, it is a child Trixie produces after all, and so it must be the best child in the whole of Equestria.”

Rarity smiled as she set the bowl in front of Trixie along with a spoon. Trixie wasted no time in filling her now empty stomach full of delicious ice cream. She could feel it inside her, she wasn’t the only one enjoying the ice cream. Rarity took a seat across from her and stared with a happy look in her eyes. “So is that how Twilight convinced you to let her do this?”

“Trixie needed not convincing. One mention of a child and a safe place to have it, and Trixie was sold. Everything else is a bonus.”

Rarity giggled. “Sounds like somepony might like Twilight more than she lets on.”

Trixie swallowed the most delicious bite of food she’d had all day and gave Rarity as fierce a glare as she could. “Not that Twilight is bad, by any stretch of the imagination. But what are you implying?”

“Oh, I’m sorry dear. I just so happened to accidently catch the first kiss you two shared last night. Honestly seeing Twilight do such a thing with somepony was… magical.”

“Well Twilight certainly picked the best pony to share her first kiss with. Better than her brother at least.”

Rarity coughed a few times. “I’m sorry, she what?”

Trixie waived a hoof dismissively. “It matters not, for Twilight has a better pony to kiss. Trixie has no plans to stop her.”

Rarity nodded. “So you like her back?”

Trixie stopped eating to look at her ice cream for a long moment in silence. “Trixie… is unsure. There is another pony with whom Trixie would also like to kiss. Maybe two? Trixie feels out of all her possible lovers, Twilight is by far the best choice.”

Rarity frowned. “Darling, I think Twilight really likes you. Even if she can’t admit it. You even heard her, she said that she wasn’t dating you ‘yet’.”

Trixie felt a cold chill run down her spine. Had something changed so dramatically in the past two days that Twilight was sincerely considering the idea of them dating. Clearly not marriage but Trixie was none too pleased with the idea of a marriage past the initial wedding and the attention of all ponies eyes. No, she had not truly considered any idea of a ‘relationship’ with Twilight. It was just a kiss, just a snuggle and a few sweeter moments shared between the two right?

Still her mind could not be entirely convinced of this reasoning now. What if Twilight had begun to grow attached to her, and what if Trixie felt the same for Twilight. She’d never really been in love before so she wasn’t sure what that would feel like. Fooling around, sure, it was fun, entertaining and could last a couple of weeks if one was careful to manipulate the situation just right, but something about this felt different. For the first time Trixie considered the idea of using Twilight, taking her innocence and then leaving her behind… and the thought made Trixie want to vomit once more out of disgust with herself, she could never do that to Twilight.

Rarity reached out and gently patted the back of Trixie’s hoof. “This is new to you as well, am I right?”

Trixie swallowed. “What if Trixie doesn’t want to hurt Twilight, does that mean she likes Twilight?”

Rarity gave a knowing smile and Trixie realized they both might know the answer. Still there was another problem, two of them. Well… Trixie realized if she was really going to climb down this rabbit hole she needed to make sure there wasn’t going to be any complications down the road for her and Twilight.

Trixie pushed herself away from the table. “Could you do Trixie a favor? She requires a conversation with two other ponies post haste.”

Rarity smiled. “Oh and who would those ponies be?”

“Fluttershy and Big Mac.”