//------------------------------// // Trix Of The Trade. // Story: Wallflower Blush's Precious Little Strife. // by Smooch //------------------------------// The schoolyard was full of life as teenagers littered the grounds in a blur of various colors and expressions. The edge of winter was something out of a calendar with a light layer of snow spread across the ground.  A few students were dressed more casually, able to comfortably enjoy the cool day, while most walked the sidewalks in fashionable winter wear.  The sky was a pale turquoise with a few lazy clouds which lofted about. The bus near full capacity waited for those who seemed to always be late. Outside others waited in the snow for the next, those ahead full of smug warmth. Sunset was one such person ahead of the curve. She chatted with Rainbow Dash about her day and band practice, each quick to share a giggle amongst friends. The redhead beauty quickly spotted a true treasure outside her frozen window.  "Hang on." Sunset politely excused herself as she pulled the window down with a bit of muscle.  Trixie Lulamoon stood waiting on the sidewalk overdressed in a puffy light blue coat complete with white trims. The wannabe magician had matching boots at knee-length, as oversized pink earmuffs completed the illusion. "Looking fabulous, Trixie! " Sunset playfully winked towards the blonde. "Trixie adores staying on the cutting edge! " She replied in third person pride. "Absolutely! So I was wondering, when you talk do know if it's going to come out of your mouth or ass?" Sunset laughed aloud with a fierce grin. Trixie couldn't help but drop her books onto the snow in shock. "Screw you, Sunset!" She flicked off the redhead from below.  "Bet it's a crapshoot!" Sunset yelled out as the bus pulled away, giggles left to dance on the cool breeze. "Wow, she acknowledged you." Wallflower quipped truly impressed by the banter. "Trixie hates you so much!" Trixie snapped with that devious glint in her eyes.  "That's a bit strong." Wallflower slumped her shoulders defeated. The young magician shot a frightened glance towards the sudden noise. "Trixie didn't mean you um...Waterfall?" "Wallflower."  "Didn't you steal memories from Trixie? " She eagerly leaned forward with an investigative gaze. "You, remember that?" Wallflower ran a hand through her messy green locks nervously.  "Trixie always remembers a fabulous magic performance! " She released a melodic giggle before giving a quick spin in place.  Wallflower couldn't help but turn a bright shade of red from hearing of her past actions. She half expected to see a fiery rage in those large violet eyes, but instead, she could only see wonderment.  "Just so you know, I don't know any other occult stuff." Wallflower nervously giggled in return. "Trixie doesn't mind, she prefers to be the main magician anyways! " Trixie spoke in a bubbly melody as she began to walk away from the bus zone. Wallflower sighed as her hand waved in a silent goodbye.  Yet oddly the teen magician spun around on her heel. "Would you like to accompany Trixie?" She asked with a magical little wink. Wallflower felt herself burn a bright red one more. "Accompany where? " Wallflower could feel her voice crack with each word spoken. "The most magical place in Canterlot!" Trixie purred in excitement as she tossed a smoke bomb at her feet. Blue smoke engulfed both girls in a flash as they were soon off! Wallflower could still feel her eyes burn from that staged explosion from the school.  Downtown Canterlot a grayish blur in her irritated red eyes. Trixie at her side with a nervous grin across her face, a hand quickly brushed platinum bangs away from her eyes. "Sorry, I never really could master the smoke bombs." Trixie sheepishly giggled as they soon arrived at an oversized beige building with blotched-out red letters. "Where are we? The hospital? " Wallflower rubbed away the tears from her cheeks. "No, the Thrift Store, ta-da!" Trixie proudly pushed the double doors open.  Within were racks of various unique clothes. Sequins, studs, and even glitter designs assaulted the senses.  A whole aisle dedicated to cheesy sayings on old fabric, be it about missing beef or mistaken droids. The back area alone something out of a Las Pegasus showroom.  Wallflower couldn't help but smile to herself.  Trixie's unique sense of fashion made a lot more sense suddenly and she found it adorable.  "This is awesome! " Wallflower spoke in a polite voice full of excitement.  "I could tell you'd get it. Those eyes are expressive. " Trixie leaned inward with a warm smile.  Wallflower snorted unsure about that remark as her wild green hair toppled down over her face embarrassed. Trixie couldn't help herself but lift a delicate hand upward, slowly brushing away the bangs from those melted chocolate eyes. "Don't sell yourself short. " She winked playfully.  "I don't!  So no more third-person huh?" Wallflower quickly changed the subject.  Trixie pulled away with a scrunched-up nose and embarrassed look. "Trixie doesn't know what you mean!" She cleared her throat with a glance away. It wouldn't take long for the tension to melt away in a wave of warmth and laughter. Both young women enjoyed their time shopping through the ages of fashion long passed.  Wallflower trying on an adorable outfit inspired by the rolling twenties or perhaps actually from then.  Trixie enjoyed a cute sixties-inspired dress that echoed back to the psychedelic colors of free love. Wallflower thought she filled it out perfectly,  the green-skinned beauty easily slipped on a cute oversized hoodie that belonged to a fashionable introvert no doubt. Both girls giggling aloud in joyous entertainment. Wallflower hadn't known such activities existed in this lifetime,  to chat with another and have them listen.  To laugh at jokes one was in the loop for and to feel wanted by somebody.  Trixie laughed aloud at the sight of emo on green. She pranced over to the adorable little dork in delight, her slender arms draped over narrow green shoulders. Wallflower was in shock as she could feel their bodies press together tightly, hearts beating as one in a melodic ballet. "Trixie thinks you should open up more like this. " She intertwined her fingers with the shy introvert.  "You do?" Wallflower could feel Trixie's warm breath on the nape of her neck. "I think it's cute." Wallflower flashed a weak little smile, those words touched her heart with a spark of delight. Closing eyes she leaned in close with lips pouted, heart racing much like a stampede as the world seemed to fade away.