Proofread by: fearturkey
First Day With a Star
Trixie's world began to spin. The library dissapeared and morphed into a completely different environment. There were many other tables, all of which were empty, and it seemed to be like a restaurant. The table Trixie was at was the only one that had it's overhead light turned on. The restaurant had not opened yet and Constello made an arrangement with the owner to let them eat before business hours in order to avoid getting swarmed by ponies.
"Trixie, what's the matter? You don't like it?"
"Well, it's not that I don't like it... it's just... what is it?"
"It's a dandelion sandwich," Constello answered, "most ponies think that I would prefer to eat meals meant for a more sophisticated pallette. However, I do prefer a simple meal over a complicated one, saves money that way."
"Saving money? Aren't you rich? I mean everypony loves the things you do! Surely you get lots of money from your performances." Trixie
"Well, I'm not impoverished and I do have money, however, it's only enough to live a simple life." Constello admitted, "Now, about that sandwich. You should eat. A young filly such as yourself needs proper nutrition."
"Okay." Trixie said as she took a bite of the sandwich. She chewed on it for a few seconds and then swallowed.
"Well, what do you think?" Constello asked in anticipation.
"It's good. It's been a long time since I've had real food to eat." Trixie's words hit Constello hard.
"What?! You're telling me that you haven't eaten something as simple as a sandwich? What have you been eating?"
"Well, I would normally dig through the trash to find whatever wasn't rotten. I was lucky whenever there would be some sort of event in town because there'd be more food there."
"My goodness, Trixie! That's terrible! You need more than just that sandwich! Waiter!" Constello called. An orange pony wearing glasses entered the light and asked,
"What can I do for you sir?"
"I need the most nutritious and hartiest meal you can make."
"Of course sir, right away." The orange pony walked off into the kitchen to prepare the meal. He walked back out fifteen minutes later carrying a plate with a mountain of vegitables, flowers, and fruits.
"Oh my, how are you going to eat all that?" Trixie asked.
"Oho, it's not for me, Trixie," Constello chuckled, "it's for you." Trixie's eyes began to widen at the thought of such generosity, not to mention the mountain of food that was placed in front of her.
"Can I get you two anything else?" The orange pony asked.
"Two wheat shakes please." Constello said.
"Two wheat shakes, got it." The pony nodded and walked back to the kitchen.
"Well, Trixie, what are you waiting for? Eat up."
"I... I..." Trixie's eyes began to water, "Thank you!" She hadn't eaten anything good in months, she didn't care about manners and began shoveling food into her mouth. The waiter returned with the wheat shakes and placed each in front of the ponies. Trixie quickly gulped down the beverage, washing down whatever was in her mouth. The waiter cleaned his glasses and put them back on, making sure that he wasn't seeing things. Constello just smiled and levitated a small bag of bits in front of the flabbergasted pony.
"Here, thank you for taking the time to serve us. This should be enough to make up for the time you spent." The pony opened the bag to see it filled with bits.
"Wow! Thank you sir!" The pony gave a smile that stretched from ear to ear. He looked up from the bag to see that the mountain of food, he had just made no more than seven minutes ago, become a few lettuce leaves.
"Trixie, how was it?" Constello asked.
"It... was... wonderfull. THANK YOU SO MUCH!"
"You are quite welcome. Now, shall we go?"
"Alright." Trixie rolled out of the chair.
"Trixie, through the kitchen." Constello said.
"Why are we going through the kitchen?" Trixie
"Well, it's almost time for the store to open, and I don't think that we want to be swarmed by fans. You must be tired after all that food, you should get some rest." Constello explained. Trixie looked out the window to see ponies lining up outside, waiting for the store to open. She nodded and they began walking through the kitchen and to the back door. Constello opened it and allowed Trixie to go first. It was an alley. It was dark and the only light that could really be seen was at the exit to the main street. They walked around the crowd unnoticed, a couple of close calls, but were not pursued. The two soon arrived at Constello's wagon. He turned to her and said,
"Trixie, we're here." Constello said softly.
"Alright." Trixie was half asleep. Her body was still digesting all the food she ate. She slowly made her way to Constello's bed, which was now hers, and sprawled herself on the bed.
"Oh, Trixie, before you fall asleep, there's something I must ask you."
"Mhm?" Trixie said lazily.
"You said that you don't have any family to go to, correct? Well, I was wondering, how would you like to become not just my assistant, but my daughter?"
"What?!" Trixie perked up, "are you sure? I'd hate to be a burden to you."
"Nonsense, I've never had a family of my own and it's just wrong for someone your age to grow up without someone to care for." Constello smiled softly and put a hoof on her shoulder, "how does, Trixie Lulamoon, sound to you?"
"It sounds," Trixie paused, "nice... thank you." Her eyes began welling tears of joy.
"Trixie." Constello asked.
"Yes?"
"We're here."
"Where are we?"
"Why, we're at Ponyville hospital of course." Constello said, bumping Trixie's shoulder. Trixie perked up.
"Huh?!" Trixie became dumbstruck as the world around her became white.
"Trixie? Trixie!" Twilight nudged Trixie.
"What? Where are we?"
"We're at the Ponyville hospital. You gave me quite the scare earlier. You ate your sandwich and then passed out." Twilight explained. Trixie looked to see a green room. There was a bench on the right side with several blue cushions on it and the front desk was off to the left.
"I'm sorry about that, I guess I just remembered something else." Trixie said.
"You did? If it's not too much to ask, would you mind telling me about it on the way back home?"
"Home?" Trixie became puzzled. As far as she was concerned, she didn't have a home currently.
"Oh, well, uh, I mean my home, but you're welcome to call it yours if you'd like." Twilight blushed.
"Thank you, Twilight Sparkle."