//------------------------------// // Blueblood // Story: Timberwolves Take Over the World // by CluelessBrony //------------------------------// The streets of Canterlot. Known for their stunning architecture, bright streetlights, and angry mobs waving around pitchforks and torches. Wait, not that last one. A mob of angry ponies was forming outside Canterlot Castle, waving around their weapons of choice, be it flaming torches, pointy pitchforks, or sharp shovels. A small group of them even risked walking up to the timberwolf guards flanking either side of the gates, only to be repelled with vicious snarls. Trixie trotted up to the window, glaring. Why couldn't they just be happy for her? She had earned this kingdom fair and square. If they wanted it back, they should launch their own attack and take it back! But now, they were too weak. Too powerless. They would never be able to steal this city from her, even if they tried. The city was hers, and the rest of the country would fall soon after. Without their princesses to rule over them, the surrounding cities and towns wouldn't last a day before they were added to Trixie's territory. She had already instructed the castle seamstress to make banners with her face on them. It was easy enough to convince the castle staff to work for her. Double pay tends to make ponies easily coerced into things they otherwise wouldn't want to. Even the Royal Guards had agreed to stay, yet she suspected they were looking out for the two chained up Alicorns currently sitting beside her throne. Trixie didn't even want to keep the two chained up, but they had forced her hoof. Every time she released them and told them to go away, to find some other profession because she didn't want them there, they would just attack her until her timberwolves subdued them again. It was a real conundrum. Trixie sighed and closed her eyes. Today had been full of victory, but that doesn't mean it hadn't been tiring. Using her magic, she closed the curtains of the window she was looking out of and trotted to her queen-sized bed. It had originally been Celestia's bed, but hey, what can you do. It's not like she could go out and buy a new bed at the moment, what with all the mobs. They would give up soon, and realize that they're stuck with Trixie. Then they'd all go back to their respective shops and houses and everything would be back to normal. She was about to fall asleep when a shout was heard from outside her double doors, followed by snarling. "I demand to speak with this Trixie character!" the voice outside shouted. Trixie rolled her eyes. It was probably just another upset noble, screaming and hollering at her because they were worried she would force them to leave the castle. In all honesty, she would boot most of them out. Half of them didn't even do anything! "Let him in," she called out. The snarling on the other side stopped, and a white unicorn with a blonde mane and tail burst in. His mane was in disarray, and he was glaring at Trixie. His cutie mark was a compass rose. Maybe he was a cartographer? "Who do you think you are, just waltzing into Canterlot with your army of mangy mutts and acting like you own the place? I command you to leave!" Ugh, this one was even more annoying than the rest. She got off her bed, grabbing her hat and her cape in her magic. Donning the apparel, she tried to stand on her hind legs, but got back down. "Sorry, sorry, I just got up. Hold on a second." After a few more moments, she stood on her hind legs and lifted her forelegs into the air. "I am the Great and Powerful Trixie! I am the new Princess of Equestria! You are in no position to tell me what to do, peasant!" "Who are you calling a peasant!? You're the peasant here! I am a prince!" "A prince? You? Laughable! A real prince wouldn't have such an annoying, whiny voice!" The two stuck-up snobs continued to hurl insults back and forth. Eventually, Trixie got tired of him. "I've had enough of you!" she shouted. "Guards! Get me a slave collar and some chains!" --- "I will not!" "You will!" "I will not!" Trixie used her magic to lift up some feathers. She tickled the prince's stomach, causing him to burst into laughter. "O-o-okay! I'll d-do i-it!" he cried. Trixie stopped tickling him, and his laughter died down. Blueblood scowled and looked down at the banana cream pie sitting on the floor in front of him. "What is the point of this again?" he asked. Trixie roller her eyes, amazed at his stupidity. "It will amuse me. Now do it before I tickle you again." Blueblood panicked and smashed his face into the pie. Trixie rolled on the floor in laughter. "Haha, you did it! You actually did it! Bwahahaha! Blueblood scowled. Things just weren't going going his way today. Trixie smiled. She was going to have so much fun ruling a country.