//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 - Into the Frying Pan // Story: Trixie's Plot // by AdrianJNovelle //------------------------------// "Sisters? Mois? And you? And-...I-...just-...I-...how?!" Trixie scrambled for her words. "Well, I'm no sexologist," Twilight began, with surprising calmness. "But I am a bibliophile. And I think the answer to your question can easily be explained with books." "Books? What can books explain?" "Everything, if you look hard enough," Twilight answered gaily. "It's why I love books and reading so much: you get to explore the world and learn about anything you can imagine." "But what kind of book could ever explain how we're sisters...assuming we are?" "A very special kind," Twilight grinned intently. "One which can't be found in my library. Or any library. At least, not while the author is living, anyway." Trixie played along with Twilight's guessing game. "Oh, I give up!" "A diary!" Twilight exclaimed. "A diary?" Trixie scoffed. "Do ponies even keep those anymore?" "Rarity does. And so does Pinkie Pie. And Rainbow Dash. And..." Twilight leaned in towards Trixie's ear. "So does Spike." "Huh? Did you say something about me, Twilight?" Spike inquired. "Uh, nope! Nothing!" Twilight put on a huge grin. She ridded of it quickly. "Anyway, yes, ponies do still keep them. And I'm pretty sure someone in my family keeps a diary which will explain a thing or two." "Well, it certainly wouldn't be my mother, since I don't know a thing about her." "I wasn't gonna suggest her," Twilight mumbled. "Oh. Who then?" "Princess Mi Amore Cadenza." "Princess Mi Amore Ca- who in the hoof is that?!" "My sister-in-law," Twilight answered. "Your sister-in-law...what would your sister-in-law know?" "Princess Cadence may not be a parent, but she is my brother's wife, and, more importantly, a childhood friend." She started pacing. "I'm sure she's kept a diary for years, and even if she hasn't, I don't doubt that she remembers the part of our lives which we don't remember simply because our brains weren't completely developed. If there's anypony who knows, it's her...well, her and my father...and possibly Shining Armor as well..." Twilight paused and turned back to Trixie. "How badly do you wanna spend the rest of your life in desolate humiliation, Trixie?" "Mmm, not very." "Would you care to journey with me to Canterlot?" "Now?!" "No, in the morning." "Oh. Yeah, sure, I guess I could tag along." Twilight smiled. "Great." "Where am I supposed to sleep, though?" "Are you allergic to dragons?" Spike gasped. "Twilight!" "I'm kidding, Spike." She giggled softly. "I know the perfect place for you, Trixie." Trixie raised an eyebrow. It was...discomforting, to say the least, for Trixie. But she managed to spend the night with Twilight. Twilight was certainly more open and mature about it than Trixie, who groused about it all night. But she said not a word of it the following morning. "So, where to go to Canterlot?" she asked, resuming the conversation from the previous night. "Good morning, Trixie," Twilight said, almost sounding sarcastic as she made her bed. Trixie scoffed. "I'm not treating you like a sibling until it has been proven to me." "We shared a bed last night," Twilight remarked. Trixie did not reply immediately. "My argument still stands." "Does not. Anyway, we take the Friendship Express to Canterlot, just like always." Twilight started downstairs, Trixie following her as the lesser unicorn put her attire back on. "Do you really need that garb?" Twilight asked when she noticed the unnecessary clothing. "What? This? It's part of who I am." "It's also kinda childish since you're going to be walking through the streets of Canterlot." Trixie sighed. "Very well." She abruptly dismissed her clothes with her magic as Twilight opened the door. "Wait, Twilight! What about me?" Spike asked, hurrying to the doorway as the supposed sisters began their egress. "You stay here, Spike. We won't be gone long. I promise." Spike frowned. "Aww, okay." "Consider this your vacation time from being my number one assistant." "But...I already completed my list of things to do during my vacation from last time." "I'm sure you'll find other things to do. I have five friends who like you: go play with them. Find a ball and play Fetch with Pinkie Pie." "That's a- wait, seriously, she'll do that?" Twilight giggled. "Only one way to find out." Spike stood there, puzzled, as Twilight closed the door behind her, Trixie kept waiting right outside. The girls then strolled through Ponyville with the upmost casualty, Twilight leading the way to the Friendship Express. "I do not understand why we couldn't just teleport here," Trixie whined when they arrived. "Hmm...you know, me neither," Twilight said. Trixie scoffed. They waited patiently for the train to arrive, which, fortunately, was not a long time to wait. They boarded, and promptly sat next to each other. "Um, Twilight?" Trixie asked. "Yes~?" "What if it turns out you're right, and we really are sisters?" "What of it?" "Are things gonna be different between us? Are you gonna start telling me you love me and stuff like that?" "We'll see. But you're certainly not gonna be allowed to spend the rest of your life in humiliation. I won't let that happen to my sister." Trixie was warmed by Twilight's words. "You know...for all the trouble I've caused while I was in Ponyville the two times I was since I became the Great and Powerful Trixie...you sure don't hold a grudge against me." "Your mind was corrupted by the Alicorn Amulet, Trixie, you had no control over that." "What about the first time?" "That was Snips' and Snails' fault." "Oh, stop being so modest." "I'm not being modest; I'm being honest: putting the blame where it belongs, Trixie. You may have bragged about defeating one, but it was Snips and Snails who disturbed the Ursa Minor." "What about before my mind was corrupted? I didn't just find the Alicorn Amulet lying around on the ground. I bought it." "Well...I guess I have to admit that you were responsible for that. But I'm still not holding it against you." Trixie grinned. "You're a good friend, Twilight." Twilight grinned back. The train finally arrived at Canterlot, where Twilight and Trixie hopped off and strolled all the way to Canterlot Castle. There they asked directions to locate Shining Armor and Princess Cadence. The Princess gave them their instructions, the girls then following them perfectly. They arrived at the suite of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor. All they had to do was knock. "Are you ready?" Twilight whispered to Trixie. "I've got an eerie feeling in the pit of my stomach, Twilight," Trixie mumbled back. "Like we shouldn't be doing this." "Me too...but it's the only way to find out if we're related. Shining Armor is way older than me, and, come to think of it, aren't you older, too?" "I think so." "That's why we're here...Do you want me to do the honors?" "No no, I got it." Trixie knocked on the door to the suite. Shining Armor answered. "Yes? Oh, Twilie! Come on in!" He opened the door wide to let the girls in. "Who's your friend?" "This is Trixie," Twilight answered. "As in the Great and Powerful Trixie." "T-T-Trixie?" Shining Armor stuttered. "Hello, Shining Armor," Trixie said darkly. She knocked him to the ground. "What are you hiding?"