"Emerald moon," Auntie exclaimed, and most of the others responded in kind. Trixie, on the other hand, appeared irritated and furious, but no one seemed to know why. Well, aside from the fact that, although Trixie and Emerald Moon certainly have certain parallels, I was aware of the circumstances surrounding Trixie's behaviour shift.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news but while Trixie had some of Emerald's features she isn't her well not entirely at least" After I finished speaking, I turned to face the others and noticed that most of them were staring at Luna with have reservations about in their eyes, but Luna also had hope.
"For Emerald to survive you said Sombra had to transfer a large portion of her magic correct?"I looked at Trixie and waited for Luna to respond. It took a few minutes, but I eventually got my response.
"That..... is correct, why do you ask Niece?"Luna responded, "Like the others, I'm certainly confused."
"So hypothetically say that Sombra had such an item what would the power inside it be capable of doing?" I replied that I already knew the solution.
"Well it would most likely put the person whose possession it was magic levels up to that of an alicorn or greater depending on how much Sombra Transferred, I don't see what you're getting at here," Mom said, "I was about to explain, but someone beat me to it. Confused like everyone else."
"Oh I know why because it has to do with the alicorn amulet which appeared for no time or reason a thousand years ago near the crystal empire, you think it has Emerald's power in it, so when Trixie used it a couple of years back she got some of Emeralds powers and memories left behind after she took off the Amulet, which is how she also knows spells she would usually not know, also why her Eyes had red smoke like when she had the Amulet on?!" I shook my head and stood there dumbfounded that Pinkie knew all that before recalling Twilight's advice to never doubt what Pinkie can and cannot accomplish.
I heard Rainbow reply, "That's not what Sunset was suggesting," from behind me.
"She's pretty much on the mark," I replied.
"I don't know what's more impressive, to be honest ?" At last, Trixie had spoken.
"What do you mean by that," I said, assuming she was referring to magic or spells. However, what she said next made me realise that she was still Trixie from before.
"What The Great and Powerful Trixie means is about how you figured it out so quickly or the Pink one for saying all of it without taking a single breath of oxygen" Trixie acknowledged, and even though I thought Pinkie was amazing, I was delighted that she validated it.
"So my late daughter's powers along with some of her memories were passed down to you, how intriguing while It saddens me to learn that My daughter is still dead, It also comes to my attention that you have more potential than anyone I've seen except for Sunset and Twilight that is" Luna told Trixie that I had seen the change in Trixie's expression from one of sadness to concern to happiness.
"That's all well and good but do you intend to do what I think you are?" Mom questioned, casting Luna a cunning, smug glance.
"Yes, dear sister," It does, and I know that I owe you some cake when we return to Canterlot', Auntie remarked angrily, and Mom merely grinned, acknowledging that it's wonderful that she still enjoys cake after all these years.
"Sorry to interrupt but do what exactly?" I inquired
Luna said, "The answer my dear niece is taking Trixie on as my first pupil in over 1200 years," which basically left everyone dumbfounded until they realised what was going on and congratulated Trixie.
"Everyone, can I have your attention real quick?" They all glanced at me when I asked.
Having lately read some old stories, I remarked, "I hate to cut my visit short but if I go back later it will be too dark for me to walk back to my flat so with a heavy heart I must bide you farewell."
Mom added, "We all understand Sunset you have a Villian to catch anyway," as I turned to go."oh and Sunset dear"
"Yes, Mom," I replied.
"Perhaps reduce the amount of time you spend reading old stories—no offence intended, sweetie—as it was a little odd to watch my daughter say goodbye." I agreed, then returned through the portal in the hopes of eventually finding anon-a-miss and providing support to people in need during this difficult time.