//------------------------------// // Trixie's Triumph - Drama // Story: Krizak's Compendium of Concise Chronicles // by Krizak //------------------------------// Trixie’s triumph was at last at hoof! Only moments earlier, the Great and Powerful Trixie had succeeded in what she had set out to do all those months ago; that purple pretender to her power, Twilight Sparkle, laid in a slightly singed heap across the open field where they had held their duel. Her opponent’s hanger-ons, who had served as adequate witnesses for her glorious victory, took in the scene with a mixture of shock and rage; Trixie would have pitied them, having their worldview shattered so thoroughly, but they were beneath her notice. Even with all the knowledge she had gained over the course of her year of preparation, even with spells lost to ponykind since before Nightmare Moon’s banishment, Twilight Sparkle’s magic had proved formidable. But Trixie had had more than her amazing magic at her side; she had been fuelled by a rage that had steadily grown that night she had been chased from Ponyville. Sure, at first, the Great and Powerful Trixie had been perfectly willing to simply move on; so what if one town of mouth-breathing hicks hadn’t recognized her greatness? But Twilight Sparkle had not been content to simply leave things at that. Slowly but surely, towns began to scoff at her daring deeds when she arrived; some even barred her from performing, no doubt the work of that purple pest. It had all come together when she had just so happened to catch a glimpse of her nemesis in the Canterlot Times, under the headline “Grand Galloping Gala Goes Gadzooks!” On that day, she had learned her foe’s name, Twilight Sparkle, as well as her connection with Princess Celestia herself, and she had finally realized what should have been obvious all along: Twilight Sparkle was using her connections in the Equesrian government to keep Trixie down! There had only been one appropriately Great and Powerful response to that, and so after much study and training, Trixie had returned to this little hovel in the shadow of Canterlot and called out her nemesis, threatening ruin and destruction if she didn’t get what was her due. And now, all that time had been worth it, to see Twilight felled by her magic… But it wasn’t enough. Not yet. Twilight Sparkle had to lose everything, just as Trixie had, and so she turned her attention to the pink pony nearest her, the only one of the four that looked at her not with anger, but with tears in her eyes. “You would still stand with this pathetic mare? Has Trixie not proven how much more Great and Powerful she is than this Twilight Sparkle?” Her horn began to glow, preparing a spell appropriate for dealing with a simple but hardy earth pony. “It doesn’t matter how powerful your magic is! Twilight is one of the bestest friends a pony could ever have, and if you don’t understand that,” the pink pony replied, daring taking a step towards Trixie and raising herself up to make herself as large as possible, “then you have to go through me first!” Trixie shook her head, smirking at the earth pony’s foolishness. “Very well, then. Let’s see how well you stand for your friends when you—” “No.” The sheer gravitas of the word stopped Trixie in her tracks, if only to look around to see which of the four ponies staring at her had just earned the right to be Twilight Sparkle’s first punishment. She realized after a second, though, that it wasn’t any of the four; it was the yellow pegasus who had been attending to Twilight Sparkle’s comatose body all this time. That same pegasus had seemed cowed before by Trixie’s Great and Powerful presence, but she was now standing, turning towards Trixie and lifting her head to stare— Stare. Trixie couldn’t look away from the pegasus’s fierce aquamarine gaze as she slowly approached the showmare, despite every fibre of her being wanting to. The pegasus’ voice was quiet, yet to Trixie’s ears it was the only sound in all the world, the words worming their way past her ears and into her brain. “You call yourself Great and Powerful? You might be Powerful, but you certainly aren’t Great. You’re just a bully who uses all her power to intimidate others. Instead of using your gifts to help others, you just help yourself.” She had thought her battle to defeat Twilight Sparkle had been the hardest thing she had ever done, but that paled in comparison to the effort it took Trixie to open her mouth and barely squeak, “Trixie… deserves…” “You deserve love and compassion like any other pony, but you try to take what can only be freely given!” At this point, the pegasus was a hoof away from her, her angry stare having become the only thing in existence to Trixie. “But you wouldn’t know that. You don’t know how to give, only take. You are the Small, Greedy, Selfish Trixie, and I will not let you harm another hair on the heads of my Twilight or any of my friends! Now sit there and think about what you’ve done.” “Y–Yes, ma’am.” The Small, Greedy, Selfish Trixie promptly sat down on her haunches, and though she could see and hear as the pegasus stopped staring at her, running over to the stirring Twilight Sparkle and bestowing worried nuzzles and kisses on her, all she could think about was all she had taken from ponies, all she had stolen from them. What had Trixie been doing with her life?