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// Trixie 
// Story: If You Give A Pony A Time Spell 
// by TCC56 
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"BEHOLD!" Smoke poured everywhere, filling the room. "The Great and Powerful Trixie blesses you with her presence!" 

Silence. 

Trixie frowned, scanning the back storage room of Quills & Sofas. "...Trixie will point out that if this is an attempt to arrest her for breaking and entering, anonymous notes count as entrapment and Trixie knows several lawyers."

Around her, the room was dark and silent - unsurprising as it was the middle of the night. But the note had said to come, as well as providing the description of how one of Trixie's favorite magic tricks worked as 'incentive'.

Eyes darting, Trixie tried to spot the one who had lured her here or the trap that was undoubtedly waiting to spring. And after just long enough for her anxiety to spike, one of the sofas shifted. 

Instantly Trixie projected a mote of light towards the movement, illuminating a pony in a cloak who had been sitting on a sheet-covered sofa. The pony rose to their hooves but left the cloak on to hide their identity. 

"Great and Powerful Trixie," rumbled the obviously disguised voice. 

Trixie harumphed. "Trixie knows who she is. And who are you, obviously paranoid pony?"

The cloaked figure shifted. "Call me… The Shadow." 

"No, Trixie will not."

"Engima."

"Also no."

"The Mysterious Mare-do–"

"Trixie is leaving." She turned sharply around.

The mysterious figure threw back her hood, revealing herself to also be Trixie. "You are absolutely ruining Trixie's big reveal! Don't you have any respect for show business?"

With a playful smirk, Trixie winked back at herself. "Never let another performer upstage you, even if it's their stage." 

The cloaked Trixie pouted and slumped into the sofa. "...Dad didn't have this in mind."

Turning back, Trixie trotted over and sat next to herself. "He probably should have, though. It isn't like this is the first time this has happened."

"It hasn't?"

"It hasn't," confirmed the cloaked one. "I had it happen to me about a week ago when I was you before I time traveled."

Trixie considered that for a moment. "Alright, that makes sense. Starlight does this sort of thing all the time, after all." She glanced over to her cloaked self. "So why the secrecy?"

"So nopony would see me give you this." Trixie pulled a thin envelope out of her cloak and hoofed it over to her past self. "These are the winning lottery numbers for the next week."

Trixie's eyes widened with shock. "You mean that–"

"We are about to be a very rich pony," Trixie confirmed to herself. "Use it wisely, and be sure to share some with Starlight. It's her spell, after all." 

Squealing with delight, Trixie hugged herself. "Trixie promises she will."

"Now Trixie must go!" Trixie swept her cloak dramatically. "She shall return to her own time with the amazing magical chant given to her by her awesome friend Starlight Glimmer!" 

Holding the scroll high, Trixie repeated the spell's key phrase. “Mecca lecca hi, mecca hiney ho!”