//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: A Stroll in the Everfree // Story: The Lonelys // by Biscotti5000 //------------------------------// Maywell looks up at the worried Trixie in shock. “Is this… a cartoon?” He says with a puzzled look. “Um, Trixie is confused? Trixie has never seen a creature like you before… not even in the School of Friendship… And what is a cartoon?” Trixie looks down and thinks then looks back up with determination. “But! You are gravely injured, and the Great and Powerful Trixie will save you!” Maywell is lifted into the air with an aura of magic. It makes him feel fuzzy. “H-hey woah! What’s going on?!” “Trixie has prepared for a scenario like this with Starlight! If I remember correctly it goes like…” Trixie places Maywell back down the grass away from the car. May’s whole body hurts but especially his head. He’s more surprised his head wasn’t majorly damaged but seeing a colorful horse do magic makes him second guess that. Trixie’s horn glows as May’s body is surrounded by an aura of blue but luckily not lifted up this time. The lacerations and aches begin to fade from his body and even his clothes are slightly repaired. May is extraordinarily shocked and looks back at the blue mare. She strains her horn heavily but is determined to help. She looks back at him with a grin. “Aha! Witness greatness you hairless ape! As I the Great and Powerful Trixie heals your wounds and clothes!” Trixie says with pride. “I’m surprised it was that easy…” She mumbles quietly. The many magic lessons with Starlight before she became a counselor were effective, and reminded Trixie of those fun times she had while training. Maywell begins to giggle, then chuckle, then full blown laugh. All that happened today, sadness, death, the crash, and now this! Talking unicorns? It’s just too much for him. Trixie looks on confused as Maywell’s laughs become sobs and he grips the soil in agony. Trixie sits down but doesn’t say anything as she knows not speak to while somepony is crying because it usually causes more problems for her, and she doesn't how to comfort other ponies... so she just rubs his shoulder with her hoof as he cries. After some time, Maywell lays on the ground not crying but just tired. He knows he must be in a coma right now after the crash and is envisioning magical colorful horses. But, maybe it’s better than his old reality. He slowly gets up and looks at Trixie who is beginning to doze off herself, her eyes slowly closing and hoof slipping off May’s shoulder. “Oi magic horse wake up.” Maywell snaps his fingers making her wake her up. Trixie shakes herself awake. “T-Trixie didn’t do it!” Trixie says as she wakes up in panic from whatever dream she was having. “Oh, it is you the Hairless Primate. Have you finished your crying? Or do I need to… keep rubbing your shoulder” Trixie blushes but the bluntness of her first question makes Maywell giggle. “Yeah, I guess I’m done and, my name’s Maywell not Hairless Primate.” He boops her nose and she flinches backward. “Though we may be closely related.” Maywell stands and smiles at Trixie. It’s genuine but only lasts a second as he begins to remember everything. His smile faulters. “Trixie must ask but what happened and what are you?” Trixie says as she rubs her nose annoyed. May wants to ask a similar question but it can wait. The thing is, what should he say? With all that has happened in the past few hours he is stumped. “Well, I crashed my car but somehow ended up here? Oh, and I am a Human.” Trixie doesn’t get anything of what he says and is now more confused than before. “With whatever happened you must have hit your head pretty hard Maywell the Human.” “Rude” Maywell retorts raising his eyebrow. “All I can say is I know I’m not from here little horsy.” “L-Little horsy?! Trixie is not a ‘Little Horsy’! She is a great and powerful unicorn!” Maywell is impressed with how much she speaks in the 3rd person. He shrugs and ruffles her hair a bit. Trixie looks at him agitated not wanting to be pet and wishing to sulk. “So where should we go?” Maywell asks… After a bit, May and Trixie leave the broken to bits car and go into the forest. May is a little saddened and remembers how much he had saved to get that crumby old car but follows Trixie, nonetheless. Trixie calms down but seems to look downcast the same as Maywell does. May notices this sadness between them and chuckles a bit. Wherever he is it seems they are both suffering their own battles. “So, Maywell the Human” “You don’t need the ‘the Human part’ “ Trixie rolls her eyes as May interjects with air quotes. “You say you are not from Equestria?” This is May’s first time hearing about Equestria, but it reminds him of the word ‘equestrian’ which means this place is probably filled with these talking horses. “Nope I’m from a place called ‘Earth.’” “Earth? As in earth ponies?” “Earth… huh?” Trixie looks at him and closes her eyes smirking. She finds this fun now teaching somepony instead of being taught herself. She can feel her pride swell. “Earth ponies are the ponies without magic or flight in Equestria!” Trixie puffs her chest out proud of her knowledge over May’s. “Wait, you have pegasi?!” May says excitedly as Trixie’s pride falters and she looks annoyed. “So, you know what Pegasi are but not earth ponies or unicorns?” “Oh, yeah I know of unicorns.” “Then why weren’t you amazed to meet a unicorn with magic for the first time!?” Trixie looks frustrated. “You should be proud to be within Trixie’s presence.” “Honestly the shock of everything made me forget that you used magic to heal me… I’m in your debt umm ‘oh Great and Powerful Trixie.’” Trixie’s face lights up as her pride is refueled. “fufufu of course! You are forgiven Maywell fufufu!” Maywell enjoys this creature much more than those drunk party goers he used to hang out with. Something about her is so charming and makes him forget about what happened earlier. But what happened at the party still weighs on his mind. There was just nothing he could do. To avoid those thoughts, he ruffles the mare’s mane. Such a strange colorful blue pony. Trixie shakes her head. “Hey!” “Sorry, but your greatness was just too much for me to contain myself!” Trixie is slightly flustered. “Oh, hush you… human!” May laughs at her agitation. “So where are we heading Trixie?” “Trixie is not sure.” “Huh?” “We are lost.” “Oh.” Maywell laughs. “Where is this place even?” “This is the Everfree Forest, the most dangerous forest in Equestria! But fret not human I the Great and Powerful Trixie will navigate a way out for us! May looks at how Trixie’s legs and shake slightly in fear. This makes him also see a strange marking on her butt. “Of course, but what is that on your ass?” Trixie forgets about her fear and swivels her head to her rear. “W-what!?” She looks completely flustered as she checks for something on her. Maywell points to her Cutie Mark. “This.” “O-oh! Be more descriptive next time human! Trixie was thinking about something entirely different!” “So, what is it? You have two on your body so it must mean something? Or are you into ass tattoos?” “You pervert!” “I’m not judging jeez! It’s just out in the open you know?” Maywell chuckles feeling more and more better as he speaks with Trixie. But Trixie feels more and more embarrassed. Trixie sighs. “This is a ‘Cutie Mark’ it tells what a pony’s special talent is. Mine is being a magician!” Trixie looks at Maywell pridefully but sees him grinning. “Cutie Mark?” May asks. “Yes?” Trixie attempts to keep her composure. “Is something funny Maywell?” “Oh. Nothing. Nothing at all.” He still grins. “It’s just interesting is all.” Trixie rolls her eyes. “Trixie will just interpret this as a difference in cultures.” Finally, they see a clearing out of the Everfree. It was strange that nothing bad happened while they stayed there but maybe the animals were just wary of Maywell as he was a new unpredictable creature. “Here we are! Trixie did tell you she would find a way out~!” She nods enthusiastically as she runs for the exit. She then looks back to Maywell. “You know I think you would be a great assistant! Trixie hasn’t done a show in a while, but this could spice things up a bit!” Maywell walks up. “A magic show?” “What else?” Trixie asks. “Don’t know maybe you were a traveling circus?” “Are you calling Trixie a clown?” May shrugs and Trixie scoffs offended.