//------------------------------// // Do I Know You? // Story: The Tough Times Of Trixie Lulamoon // by TheExhaustedBrony //------------------------------// Proofread by: fearturkey Do I Know You? Trixie opened her eyes, it appeared to be morning. She turned her head to see a basket with a small dragon sleeping in it, and an empty bed across from her. Twilight had already woken up and was downstairs talking with some pony. Trixie, still half asleep, didn't feel like getting out of bed just yet and decided to listen in on what was going on downstairs. "She's HERE? I thought she'd be gone for good! So not cool!" The voice sounded "Rainbow Dash! Yes, she did treat us badly earlier, but that's no reason to be cruel. She has nowhere to go. Her cart was destroyed, remember?" Twilight scolded. "Oh come on! Don't tell me that ya think she doesn't deserve it!" Trixie, wanting to know who was at the door, got out of bed and walked downstairs. "Good morning everypony." Trixie greeted. "It's the afternoon, Trixie." Twilight giggled. "Uhh... I'm..." Trixie blushed, "Sorry." "There's nothing to be sorry about." Twilight comforted the embarassed pony. Trixie looked to the door to see a cyan pegasus with a beautiful rainbow mane. She couldn't take her eyes of of the amazing sight. There was something about that pony that gave Trixie an uneasy feeling. It felt like she had met her before but wasn't quite sure about it. "Uhh... hi, Trixie..." The rainbow pony said. "Trixie, you remember Rainbow Dash, right?" Twilight pointed her hoof to the pony at the door. "No, sorry. I still can't remember anything. So, hello, Rainbow Dash, I hope we become good friends." Trixie smiled. "Wait, you don't remember anything?" Rainbow Dash asked. "Well, Twilight said I was here yesterday and then ran away for some reason. That's about all I can remember." Trixie explained. "Oh, that's too bad. Catch ya later Twilight, I gotta go clear some of the clouds. Later Trixie!" Rainbow Dash took off and was out of sight in a second. "Well, that was interesting. Anyway, good morning Trixie. Sleep well?" Twilight asked, pushing the thought of Rainbow Dash out of her mind. "Yes I did. Thank you for letting me stay the night." "You don't have to thank me. I'm just glad to help. This might make a good letter to the princess." "Letter to the princess?" "Yes. Every week, I write a letter to the princess about what I've learned about friendship. You might be my source of friendship this week." Twilight explained. "Well, I hope that I can be helpful." Trixie replied. "I'm sure that you will be of great help. You hungry? Spike, can you make us something to eat?" She called to the sleeping dragon. "I don' wanna!" Spike groaned. "Spike..." Twilight became more irritated, "Out! NOW!" "Alright, alright! Geez, Twilight, good morning to you too." Spike hopped out of his basket and stormed down the stairs. "I'm sorry Spike, but it's not just for me." Twilight pointed to Trixie, "What are you in the mood for, Trixie?" "Oh, I don't want to be any more of a burden to you." "A burden? Oh please, you're far from a burden. Besides, I'm not the one making the food." "I'm still here you know. " Spike remarked. Twilight and Trixie both laughed at Spikes expense. "Alright, in that case, I'll have a dandelion sandwich, if that's not too much to ask." Trixie shyly requested. "What about you, Twilight?" "I'll have a dandelion sandwich as well, thank you, Spike." "Gotcha. Two dandelion sandwiches comin' right up!" Spike winked and walked away to the kitchen. Trixie looked around the room. It was completely organized and every book was perfectly lined up on the shelves. It was nothing at all like Constello’s living space. His was mostly organized chaos. It was messy, but you could find everything because it was always placed in a certain spot. “So, Trixie, you sleep well?” Twilight asked, breaking the silence. “Huh? Oh yes I did. I actua-” Trixie was interrupted by a low rumbling sound that came from her stomach. She blushed. “Teehee, you must be pretty hungry. Don’t worry, Spike will be here shortly.” Twilight looked to the kitchen to see Spike putting the second half of bread on the sandwiches. “Alright, they’re done!” Spike called. He walked out of the kitchen with two plates, one in each claw and a dandelion sandwich on each. “Thank you, Spike, sorry if I was a little pushy earlier.” Twilight said. “It’s alright, Twilight, I get what’s going on.” Spike looked at Trixie and then back to Twilight. “Anyway, lets eat.” Twilight levitated the sandwich and began eating. Trixie, however, just stared at the sandwich, completely lost in thought. In her mind, she was sitting at a table, only there was no dragon, and the unicorn was not Twilight Sparkle.