//------------------------------// // Chapter Eight: Meeting Jackpot // Story: The Sweet and Adorable Agent Trixie // by Foal Star //------------------------------// The next day started like how they’d mostly been this week for Trixie: She slept for almost half the day, had a diaper change (and then a bath), before being all dressed up in a fresh diaper and a purple onesie. The little filly was now having breakfast being spoon-fed foal oatmeal by Twilight. The mare in question was making faces as she went about spoon feeding Trixie foal oatmeal that was mixed with berries, and topped with some toasted brown sugar. The little foal was in paradise as she continued to swallow down bite after bite of the foal food. Some of the clumps of oatmeal spilling onto her bib. She didn’t care as she was so relaxed and happy that nothing seemed to bother her anymore. Twilight smiled at her charge as she continued to wipe her mouth and then continued to spoon fed her. As Trixie was finishing the last of her breakfast ,she laid back in her highchair and thought things over for a moment realizing that within two days she’d probably be an adult again. “Is something wrong?” Trixie looked over to see it was Twilight who asked and shook her head. “No, Twixie’s fine.” “I’m just asking, you seem quiet is all.” The mare cooed as she wiped down Trixie’s face. “I just tiwed fwom yesterday,” Trixie said calmly, allowing Twilight wipe her face down. It was sort of true that she was still rather exhausted, but she also didn’t want to let the mare know how she was not looking forward to turning back into an adult. Trixie then continued to chomp down the last of her foal oatmeal and after she finished eating Twilight wiped her face again then asked. “So Trixie, want to just go for a long walk around Ponyville? I bet a lot of foals want to see you after that show.” The foal nodded as she was feeling a bit embarrassed. “Yeah, Twixie wouwdn’t mind seeing hew new fans.”She was then taken down to a changing pad and had her diaper changed (she was disappointed she wasn’t able to duplicate her potty training success) before being placed back in the stroller and strapped in. Twilight looked Trixie over and then asked. “Are you comfortable?” Trixie adjusted herself in the stroller in her crinkly diaper and replied. “Yeah, I fine.” “Hmm, seems you're really enjoying being a foal.” Twilight commented with a smirk. Trixie flashed her caretaker a shy smile and said. “Yeah, I am,” Then she asked. “Awe ya gonna test ta amuwet a wittwe mowe?” “Of course I am, and when I'm finished will you be ready to turn back into an adult?” Twilight asked with a smirk. Trixie bowed her head a little seeing that Twilight knew she was actually enjoying being a foal as she whispered. “I stiww unsuwe of tat. But suwe, as soon as ya make suwe ta amuwet wowks on unicowns, ya change me back to nowmaw.” “Alrighty, cutie, just tell me when you’re ready to be a big pony,” Twilight teased. “Haha, Twixie wiww be a big pony soon enough!” Trixie snapped back as she was pushed in the stroller out into the streets of Ponyville. As Trixie was being pushed around the streets things started out pretty normal with her just hugging her plushie. She was surprised to be swarmed by a ton of foals all bouncing around her and shouting at the top of their lungs. “Sweet and Adorable Trixie! Sweet and Adorable Trixie!” The little blue-coated filly waved her hooves, smiling back at her new fans. Some of the foals trotted over as they started to ask for autographs. Trixie threw her hooves over her face, too embarrassed to respond. “Oh, this is just adorable! Come on, Trixie, just sign them.” Twilight encouraged. “Fine, Twixie wiww, but she needs somethin’ to sign with.” Trixie grumbled. She was then hoofed a pink crayon and gave a grumble as she went about signing the papers with a crayon. Her cheeks flushed pink, looking down at her signature that just looked like illegible scribbles. “Oh, don’t be embarrassed. You’re just a foal cutie,. Twilight encouraged and helped Trixie with her crayon singing. The filly also got a lot of compliments and dawws from parents with many asking if Twilight was going to adopt her. When those conversations started to crop up Twilight quickly pushed the filly down the road, escaping the crowd of ponies as they headed home. That was when the two both spotted a strange blue-coated stallion. The mare cocked her head a little, being rather surprised by the stallion and whispered. “Hey, Trixie, that stallion looks a lot like you.” “Yeah, he does…” Trixie whispered, rather surprised by seeing this strange pony as well. He did look similar to her with the same mane color, eye color, coat color, he even dressed like a show pony: Sporting a mellowed yellow top hat, along with a snazzy purple suit with an expensive blouse and a snazzy purple bowtie. Trixie didn’t recognize him immediately, but her eyes went wide as she remembered pictures of him! It was her dad who’d left her and her mother when she was just a foal and then her surprised expression turned into a scowl. “He’s nopony, wet's just go.” Twilight looked down, rather surprised by her charge’s reaction. But she decided not to press, figuring Trixie had a good reason. “Ok.” She then continued pushing Trixie down the street as Trixie hugged her plushie close to her chest, still seething with anger. Why was her dad here after all these years? Was he after bits? Maybe he was here because of her silly show? Whatever the reason, she wasn’t going to give him anything. When both unicorns were now back at the library, Trixie was placed back in her playpen as she was busy practicing, using her horn to levitate her plush animals. Twilight sat down in a chair going over some notes on the amulet, ready for more practice with it. Then they heard a knock at the door and the two both looked over at it. Twilight then slowly opened it and was surprised to see the mysterious stallion from before standing in the doorway. The blue-coated stallion tipped his top hat. “Good afternoon, mam. I hope I’m not intruding.” “No, not at all. But, who are you?” Twilight asked. “My name is Jackpot! And I'm here to see my daughter Trixie!” Jackpot exclaimed with a triumphant smile. Twilight looked the stallion over with a smirk. “I can see the family resemblance but I need to confirm it,” Twilight turned to her charge and asked. “Hey Trixie, is he really your dad?” The little blue-coated filly narrowed her vision, glared at the stallion across the library and snapped. “Yeah, he’s my dad.” Twilight either didn’t notice or didn’t seem to care about the glare as she told the stallion. “Alright. Come on in, Mr. Jackpot.” “Don’t mind if I do, madam!” Jackpot then trotted across the room and headed right over to the little filly, staring at her wide-eyed while Trixie just continued to glare at him. Twilight looked between the two and could sense that it was best to leave. “I’m just gonna leave you two alone. If you need anything, I’ll be upstairs.” The unicorn then quickly trotted up the stairs leaving the two. Jackpot then lowered himself down to his daughter’s level and whispered. “My goodness, seeing you like this feels like I’m stepping back in time…” “Yeah, guess so seeing I dun know anythin’ bout ya,” Trixie snapped. “All I know is ya weft me and my mom.” Jackpot lowered his head and grumbled. “Yeah, I did. And I apologize. I, um…” Trixie threw her hooves across her chest, she didn’t care what his reason was! He’d left her and her mom penniless and with her mom working her rump off to care for her! She then snapped back, “I dun cawe why ya weft! And honestwy, I dun even know why ya came hew!?” Jackpot rubbed a hoof into the ground as he replied. “I came to see if I can um...be a father again is all.” Trixie continued to glare at him and growled. “Now, aftew aww tese yeaws? Ya just come ovew because Twixie is a foaw now?” Jackpot shrugged. “Yeah...I...I don’t know. I thought we could rekindle our relationship and I could try being a dad for real.” “How did ya know I was even hewe? Did ya heaw bout me fwom my show yesterday?” Trixie asked. Jackpot couldn’t help but boop his daughter’s nose. “Yes I did, and I heard you were rather adorable.” “Ok, tanks. Too bad ya didn’t come to my dozens of othew shows, just ta one when I’m a foaw.” Trixie bitterly snapped back. Jackpot brushed a hoof over his mane. “You are not making this easy, Trixie.” “Me?!” Trixie growled! “Ya ta one who weft me fow aww my wife, and now ya come to me when I a foaw again!” Jackpot stepped back. He just now seemed to realize that his daughter was rather hurt. Trixie sighed, she was trying not to be mean but she couldn't believe the gall her father had to think she’d just forgive him after all these years just because she was a foal. “Wook, just cause ya come ova to see me as a foaw tat doesn’t change anythin’.” Jackpot bent down. “Can I at least try to make it up to you, even just for one day?” Trixie grumbled under her breath, wanting to say no. But seeing and realizing that this might well be the only chance the two would have to bond, she relented. “Fine, we can bond. What ya want ta do first?” “I...um...wouldn’t mind changing your diaper. I mean, you do want to be changed, right?” Jackpot questioned. Trixie looked down at her padding, saw it was sagging and sighed. “Fine, ya can change my diapee. If ya know how.” Jackpot then placed the filly down on the changing table, removing the little filly’s diaper slowly as Trixie giggled. “Been a whiwe, huh?” “Yes, it has,” Jackpot admitted. “I can’t remember the last time I even touched a diaper, let alone changed one.” Trixie gulped, worried her father would mess it up somehow. “Maybe, we shouwd get Twi-” “-No, I got this! A diaper is no match for the Great and Powerful Jackpot!” Jackpot responded as he slowly untapped the diaper and then began to wipe Trixie down. He was going to strap her up in a new diaper, but the filly threw up a hoof. “Hey, ya fowgettin somethin’!” “What?” Jackpot asked, looking genuinely confused. “Ta foaw powdew. Ya dun want me gettin a wash, do ya?” Trixie explained. “No I don’t.” Jackpot replied, took out a container of the powder and lightly poured it onto his daughter’s rump. Afterward he then strapped her up in a new diaper, and then stopped as he tried to find the tail hole. Trixie snickered. “Daddy, thewe’s a hwle in ta back. Just puww my taiw thwough.” “Ok, I got it,” The stallion irritably grumbled as he nevertheless found what he’d been looking for. He then pulled the tabs of the diaper over Trixie’s front. She looked down to see that overall it was good even if the diaper was a bit lopsided. Jackpot adjusted the diaper for the filly and then trotted across the library as he waved a hoof. “Come on, trot to me.” Trixie plopped down on her crinkly tush. “Oh weawwy? Ya want ta see me twot?” “Of course! Come on, do it for me. Please?” Jackpot asked with a smile. Trixie rolled her eyes as she rose up on her hooves and trotted across the library, giggling as the fresh diaper gave her a cute waddle. She trotted right up to the stallion and Jackpot took her up in his hooves. He then placed Trixie down in a playpen and asked. “Why don’t you show me some of your magic?” Trixie shrugged. “Otay, I dun see why not.” She then lit up her horn, then started to maneuver the blocks with her horn and stack them on top of each other. It wasn’t as much as a struggle as it was a few days ago. So she was able to stack the blocks into a tower. Jackpot clapped his hooves together and cheered her on. “Great job, Trixie! I’m so proud of you! You’re my little girl, alright.” Trixie didn’t want to admit it but she did feel rather happy at her dad being supportive. But the pang of hurt from him being gone from her life for so long was always on the back of her mind. She wanted to get past these negative emotions, but they lingered regardless of what she did. The little filly then felt her tummy rumble. She was rather surprised seeing as she’d just eaten not too long ago. “I guess I hungwy now.” She commented. “Must be from using so much magical energy. Come on, sweetie,” Jackpot explained as he lifted her up into his hooves. He then nuzzled her belly as she kicked about in her crinkly diaper. Trixie kicked and gurgled just like a foal unable to help herself while being tickled. Jackpot then sat down in one of Twilight’s loveseats, and hoisted a prepared bottle right into Trixie’s mouth. The little filly grasped the bottle and suckled the contents gently, staring right into her dad’s eyes. She could see the stallion was tired and worn and wondered how much he’d traveled like she used to do just to get by. Jackpot soon removed the bottle with an audible “pop”, and Trixie burped before asking. “Daddy, I gots to ask. Why did ya weave me and mom?” Jackpot gulped. He seemed hesitant to explain, but eventually he gave a long sigh and confessed. “The truth is... I couldn’t support you. I was broke and had nothing when I married your mother. You came along rather suddenly...I...I thought I could make a living to support you and your mother at Las Pegasus, working as a stage magician. But your mother wanted to stay in Vanhoover where you were born because she was close to family. I had to choose between a promising career or staying with you.” Trixie was silent while Jackpot teared up a little as he continued. “I chose to go to Las Pegasus. And I did send bits to you and your mother, but she would always send them back to me. It didn’t take long for me to realize that I’d chose wrong and I didn’t think you or your mother would ever forgive me. I was too prideful and ashamed to come back or come looking for you.” Trixie wasn’t surprised by the story, her mom had been stubborn and wasn’t always completely in the right. But that didn’t excuse Jackpot for ghosting her all her life. She might not ever really see Jackpot as her father, but at the very least now she felt willing to start forgiving him. “Otay. I fowgive ya now. But when I tuwn into an aduwt again, we gots a wots mowe ta do befowe we can weawwy have a wewationship.” Jackpot gave her a smile as he trotted upstairs to tuck her in for a nap. “Alright, it’s a deal.” He kissed her on the forehead before trotting off as Trixie laid her down in her crib, wondering if she can ever really forgive him. Deep down he was almost like her: Selfish and arrogant to a fault. But he’d seemed willing to change and deep down she was realizing she was becoming just like how he was. She’d almost destroyed all of Ponyvillle by unintentionally getting that Ursa Minor woken up with her lies (albeit indirectly). And then she’d tried to get her revenge using some dark magical artifact. The filly paused realizing that she was working with Starlight to destroy Twilight, the one pony who had cared for her and had worked tirelessly to make sure she was turned back to normal. Trixie slammed a hoof into her face! “Ugh! Wha am I tinking!? I need to stop Stawwight!” Just then Twilight slowly trotted over. She peered over the crib and asked. “So, Trixie, how did your time with your dad go?” Trixie looked up into the unicorn’s eyes and replied. “It went fine, we tawked and I sowt of fowgive him fow weaving me as a foaw, but it’ww take time.” Twilight nodded and then Trixie turned towards her and whispered. “Wook, Twiwy, tank you fow cawing fow me. Ya...ya a good mommy.” Twilight placed a hoof over her chest as she teared up a little. “Thank you, Trixie. That means a lot to me. Now, do you need anything before you take a nap?” Trixie gulped as there was one last thing she wanted to do. “C...c...can Twixie nuwse fwom ya? Just one time.” Twilight just gave a slight nod as she laid down on her bed. She then used her aura of magic as she drifted Trixie over down to her teats. The filly then gently took the right teat, placed her mouth around it then began to suckle out the sweet, warm milk. It was such a lovely sweet taste as it flowed through her mouth, and she was in complete and utter bliss. The little filly nuzzled into her, closed her eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.