//------------------------------// // Ch. 7 - Acceptance // Story: The Great and Delicate Trixie // by DogSomeOre //------------------------------// "Oh I hope this is it." Trixie says to herself hooves shaking uncontrollably as she nears the door to her parents house. It had been years since she'd last seen them, she's not quite sure how they'd react to their own daughter after all this time. *beeep* The doorbell sounds off as Trixie's hoof comes down from the object and places her hoof right back down eagerly awaiting the opening of the door. The door opens slowly as Trixie puts a a big smile on her face. "Yes who is it?" A stallion with a suit and a slicked back mane says. "Uh is this the right place? I'm looking for my mom and dad and-" "Name?" The stallion answers abruptly "Trixie." "One moment." The door closes and in the distance talking is heard from a couple of ponies in the house. "Alright, come in." The stallion says. Entering the house Trixie is brought back with memories of her childhood spent in this house, day and night working as hard as her little heart could take just to please her mom and dad. Standing in the middle of the living room, Trixie see's a familiar face. "Mom!?" Trixie's voice rings out as she see's her mom for the first time in years. "Trixie? What on Celestia's green earth are you doing here?" Trixie's mom stumbles over herself and her words. It seems she has been drinking quite heavily. For Trixie it's just the same mom she's been used to all her life. "I came to see you mom, and dad too of course. It's just that it's been so long since I've come in contact with you guys that I was worried and-" "And you chose tonight of all nights?" Trixie's mom replies in a disgruntled voice "W-Well I just came to tell you how my life was going and all. I've made some big progress with my magic performances since last time you've seen me and-" "Still going on with these magic shows of yours? Honestly Trixie when will you learn that only foals like that kind of thing. My daughter should have had some standards by now. You made me and your father the laughing stock for months on end. You could have made something with what you call 'your life' but you still choose to waste it on such idiotic immature things." "W-Where is dad?" Trixie says trying to ignore her mothers harsh words. "Who knows, probably getting it on with some broke mare he picked up off the street. Haven't seen that bastard for Celestia knows how long and I tend to keep it that way." "Wait, you and dad are..." "Didn't you see the lovely stallion who answered the door? Yes we're donezo, thankfully." "I... I can't believe it." Trixie feels her heart sink to the bottom of her stomach with the devastating news. She still stands firm and strong, hiding any negative emotion that may leave her vulnerable. "Believe it kiddo. Listen are you gonna take too long? Me and mister handsome have some things planned for tonight." "B-But what about me? D-Don't you want to hear more about where I've been? Where I've traveled? I came all this way to see you, I missed you a lot mom." "It's always about you ain't it? Even as a kid you were too self-absorbed with yourself. Good heavens Trixie when will you learn to just grow up? Not everything is about you ya know? You have any idea what I had to put up with? The sacrifices I made for you, only for you to what? Barge right back in like you own the damn place? I'm sick of it and honestly I tried to be nice but I can't stand you anymore! No daughter of mine is some low class mule studying toys as a career. You're an embarrassment Trixie, a huge stain on my image." Trixie stands there awe struck, doing everything in her power to fight back the tears developing within her. She thought this could be a second chance, a reuniting with her only family; though to them she was always just some baggage waiting to be let go. A no good mare that isn't worth the mud under their own hooves. "I'm only what you've made me!" Trixie lashes out at her mother for the first time in her life. Adrenaline pumping through her body as the scared mare let's out all the anger she's been holding back for years. "I've tried everything I could for you and dad to love me, for you to show at least a little ounce of respect for your daughter! I spent months and years in my room trying to perfect my passion, hoping that one day it'll all be worth it in the end! Bullied... Bullied every. Single. Day of my life by the mares and stallions at my school and wanting to come home to my loving mother with open arms but I got none of it! Everything I did, I did for you and dad. I... I loved you guys. Nothing else in the world mattered but hoping that you had somepony you could tell your friends "yup that's my daughter" and be proud of. I see now that my mother is nothing but a worthless skank!" *BAM* The next few moments Trixie tries to come to what happened. The side of her face wallops in pain as a bright red spot shows itself on her cheek. She stands firm, looking at her mother through tear soaked eyes. "Get out of my house." Trixie's mom says threateningly. Anger and disgust are the only things seen on her moms face. "I never loved you. You were destined to be a failure. a rat. A circus act. Now. Get out of my house or Celestia knows what I'm going to do." Trixie's final moments are looking at the woman who gave birth to her with sadness and despair on her face. She turns away and makes a dash for the door and slams it with all her might. -------*------- "Hey! Get back here!" You yell out as you begin to chase the thief that stole your food. A once simple walk home turned into some sort of action movie as you and the thief run as fast as you both could. Through alley's and corridor's alike, there's just no catching this pony. Speed wasn't your strength but you didn't know you were this slow. Running for what seems like forever, you lose sight of them as the night makes it hard to see anything in front of you. "Y-You... got to be... kidding." You say in-between broken breaths as you definitely feel you've got your workout in for the day. "Ah man where the heck am I?" You look around at your surroundings, unfamiliar with the territory. It doesn't look like you're anywhere near your hotel. Now starving and lost, you make your way back trying to find any resemblance in the scenery that could lead you back to your short term home. Walking back without even a cricket to be heard you hear some sort of noise off in the distance. "Is that... crying?" You think to yourself as the noise becomes more and more audible. Walking closer to the source, you're now stopped right in front of a patch of woods that lead toward a lake. You have second thoughts about proceeding as you really don't feel like getting mugged tonight, or even worse, killed, but your eagerness commands you forth and you head in anyway. The trees wave slowly and steadily almost as they're mimicking the speed of your pace and light shines through the beautifully green leaves as each step you take lightly crackles with the dirt around you. Nearing closer to the sound you can make out a black silhouette sitting next to a tree, a limb covering their face and shaking with fear you presume. "Maybe it's the thief?" A brief thought comes to your mind as you wonder if you might've scared them off in the woods. But why crying? Closer, and closer, you see that mint colored mane with the one and only unique cutie mark sat upon her flank. "Trixie! Oh no what happened!?" You say without even thinking, running to her for comfort. "Who... *sniff* goes there? The great and powerful Trixie w-will not be disturbed, you hear me? Go now as I have mercy for you." She tries to sound convincing but through the shakiness of her voice and insincerity of her words, she sound nothing more then a mess. "Trixie it's ok it's me." "A-Anon?" She moves her hoof away from her face to see yours. Her eyes sparkle with sadness filled tears, but to you they look beautiful. She stares at you not mustering a single word, you can't even imagine what she's feeling right now and honestly, you don't know. The two of you look in each others eyes for a few moments before speaking. "I heard crying and I came to investigate the noise, had no idea I'd find you of all ponies here." You say calmly with worry traveling in your voice. She looks down to the ground, seemingly embarrassed before responding. "C-C-Crying? M-Me? The great and m-magnificent Trixie would never..... would never...." Her whole body tenses up as she fights the urge to show emotion. Fear sounding heavy in her words. "J-Just go Anon. I.... I'm f-f-fine. P-Please now, go." You move right next to her and sit down. "Trixie, it's alright, I'm here for you now, let it all out. I won't leave you, not now." You comfort her, petting her uncontrollable shaking back to try and calm her down. She slowly looks back up at you, a sad and confused look planted on her face. "W-Why me Anon? Why me?" "What do you mean Trixie? I didn't mean any harm I was just checking on yo-" "I mean... why do you care so much..... why do you care so much about.... me?" Her lips quiver and her face contorts as she seems to almost be at the breaking point. "N-No Trixie stay strong. Y-You are a strong mare, a talented mare... N-Not now don't... C-C-C-" A warm feeling fills your sides as the blue unicorn wraps her hooves around you with longing. "Why Anon, why?" She cries out, her face snuggled tightly in your stomach as she lets out all that she had been holding in. You can feel her body twitch with every gasp of air she lets out in between sobs. You hold her close to you, petting her soft mane gently with every stroke. "I didn't want any of this!" She exclaims. "I just wanted to be normal! Something ponies everywhere could admire! To show a bit of decency for! I wanted friends.... any friends! To not be hated everywhere I go! Why then, just why?! Why did I have to be born into this life, into this body, 'Trixie Lulamoon', a burden to Equestria! Nothing more then a tragic comedy act for creatures all over to laugh at!.... I just wanted a good life. Is that to much to ask?" Her crying sends you into depression filled guilt as you have no idea what would have caused her to act like this all of a sudden. Undoubtedly she came here to the woods to be alone but you can't leave her like this, not when she's in such a manic state. You have to try to help her in any way you can. "Don't say that Trixie. You are not a burden and never will be." She digs her face out of your stomach and looks up at you with bewilderment; her face looking puffy and red from all the energy and tears she'd been exerting. "I may not have a lot of friends like you do but I know well enough that you aren't a bad mare. You are brave and strong, a beautiful mare with a confident personality. I'm not sure what's made you so upset and frankly right now I don't care, all that matters to me is to see it that whatever obstacles you might be facing, that I can help you with them one step at a time." You look down at her whilst saying all this and give her a soft smile. She looks at a lose for words as her face turns from sadness to one of hope and happiness. Her eyes reflect off the riverbank down from the woods as the moon's bright white light shines deeply in her pupils. You both stare deeply at each other with Trixie's only sounds being soft and quick sniffles. A few moments pass as she seemingly snaps out of her trance like state and slowly wraps her blue hooves around your waist, her face coming in contact with your stomach once again but this time it's out of care, not just comfort. You return the sentiment as you grip her back softly with your hands and bring her into an embrace. She still shakes but it's few and far between now. You both hold each other and look off to the water without saying a word. A part of you would like this moment to last forever, as you think you've finally found someone to hold on to. The wind fills the tree's as the only sound you're accompanied to now is of the soft gentle breeze of the air.