//------------------------------// // Good Night // Story: The Tough Times Of Trixie Lulamoon // by TheExhaustedBrony //------------------------------// Good Night "What are you talking about? What do you mean?" Twilight became concerned that her spell may have caused some damage. "Your spell... it sent me back much farther than a few hours ago. Try a decade or so." Trixie replied. "Oh my! I am so sorry! I didn't mean--." Twilight began to apologize. "It's quite alright," Trixie interrupted, "It was like I was reliving a good dream, thank you." "You're welcome," Twilight smiled, "Oh and who's Constello? I can't say that I've ever heard of that pony before." "Constello? Oh, he was my father." Trixie explained. "Father?" Twililght said. "Oh, well, actually, he was my mentor. Although he was pretty much a father to me." "Who was he?" Twilight asked. Trixie explained everything she had just experienced in her flash back. She told Twilight of how she met Constello as a filly and looked up to him as a father. She described Constello's many magic tricks and his greatness in great detail. "Wow, that's amazing! So that's why you wanted to become a magician?" "I'd like to tell you more, but I can't seem to remember anything else..." Trixie felt defeated and embarrassed that she didn't have anything else to say. "Don't worry, if you can't remember it now, just give it some time. After all, it may come to you later," Twilight looked outside and noticed it was dark once again, "oh my, it's night again. I'd hate to send you away, I assume you don't have anywhere to go do you?" "No." Trixie shook her head. "Well you can stay here for as long as you need, I could always use some company here." "Hey! Twilight, don't forget about me!" Spike blurted in fear of being replaced. "Oh Spike, how could anyone replace you?" "We've been through this before. Remember Owliscious?" Spike remarked. They both laughed. "You two," Trixie said shyly, "you're just like family." "Are you kidding? I've known Twilight since I was born, she is my only family!" Spike hugged Twilight. "Is there something bothering you, Trixie?" Twilight asked. "N-nothing... I guess it's time to go to bed." "Well, anyway, good night, Trixie. Good night, Spike." Twilight blew out the candles and walked up the stairs to her bed. "Ummm, Twilight? Where shall I sleep?" "Oh, you can use this one," Twilight used her magic to slide a bed from the far side of her room, "I keep this one just in case of any slumber parties." Twilight giggled. "Thank you again, Twilight." Trixie climbed into the bed and quickly fell asleep from exhaustion. Right as she closed her eyes, her vision changed from the blackness of sleep, to blinding white once again. She was back on the stage and there was a bright red cloth in front of her. She pulled it to the side and saw Constello standing in front of a mirror and putting his cape on a hanger. She couldn't stop staring in awe at her new idol. "You can come in. I always like to meet my fans." Constello beckoned. "How did you notice me?" Trixie asked. "The mirror of course." Trixie had been too buys focusing on the magician to notice the mirror that was in her line of sight. "I'm sorry! It's just that.. YOU'RE SO AWESOME!" Trixie couldn't contain her excitement. "Hah! I'm glad to hear that. Did you enjoy the trick you helped me with?" "Yea! How did you do that anyway? I thought that objects had to be in sight to be teleported." "That is definitely the case for the average unicorn, but I have trained. I have strengthened my magic to be able to teleport objects that I can see in my mind." "Wow! That's so cool! You're so great, I want to be just like you!" "Well, I could always use an assistant. But I'm sorry, you must have parents that need you more than I." "I... I... I don't have any parents," Trixie began to cry, "they died a few years ago." "Oh my, I'm so sorry to have brought up such terrible memories." Constello handed her a tissue. She quickly took it and wiped her eyes. Constello walked up to Trixie and embraced her as she continued to cry for several minutes. Contello continued to comfort her until she finally calmed down. "I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry... hic!" She choked. "No, I'm sorry. I should have been more considerate. How would you like to join me in my travels as not just my assistant, but my student?" This offer was bitter sweet to Trixie as she still felt sorrow for the loss of her parents, but she was happy to be with Constello. "D-do...hic ...you r-r-r-really m-mean that?" "Of course I do. You have nowhere to go so why not come with me?" "How can I ever thank you, sir?" Trixie asked. "You can wipe away those tears, Trixie," Constello smiled gently, "you must be exhausted. We've got a long day ahead of us. I think it'd be best if we both get some rest, shall we?" "Okay." "You can sleep here." Constello patted his bed indicating where she should sleep. "But this is your bed." Trixie said. "It's quite alright, I can sleep here." Constello grabbed a pillow and put it on the ground next to the bed and pulled his cape off the hanger and placed it over him like a blanket. "T-thank you." Trixie said. "Alright, that's enough talking, lets go to sleep. Good night, Trixie." Trixie closed her eyes and fell asleep, happy to be with Constello. The second her eyes closed, the white light once again replaced the darkness.