//------------------------------// // Extra - A Twixie Family // Story: A Twixie Love Story // by Yukito //------------------------------// A/N: Below are a few short scenarios that came to me as I was planning the epilogue. I decided to write them up into one chapter, and upload them after the epilogue. Hope you enjoy them ^_^ “WAAAAH! WAAAAH!” Twilight rolled onto her front and buried her head into her pillow, attempting to drown out the noise around her. “Trixie, Knight’s up again…” “I’m aware of that. It’s my turn, right?” “Right… Hurry up. I haven’t slept properly in days.” With an annoyed groan, Trixie managed to clamber out of their bed, and used a spell to emit a small light from her horn. She then moved over to the crib at the foot of the bed, and reached inside to pick up the crying infant laying within. “What’s wrong? Are you hungry? Sick? … Broken?” The baby continued to cry, and Trixie began to offer an assortment of items to it, in the hopes that Knight himself would offer some indication of what was wrong. “Twiliiiiight. Heeeeeelp.” Twilight sighed into her pillow, and then climbed out of her own side of the bed. “You’ve gotta learn to take care of these things on your own, Trixie.” “How am I supposed to know what’s wrong if he won’t tell me?” She handed Knight over to Twilight, who examined him closely for a second, before gently beginning to rock him back-and-forth. “He does tell you, in his own little way. You just have to know what to look for in his eyes, and in the way he cries.” “Then, what does he want?” “Nothing. He just had a nightmare, that’s all.” Twilight sat down on her bed, and held her son close to her chest. The colt’s crying began to die down, and she started to sing a lullaby, in the hopes of getting him back to sleep. Hush now, quiet now, It's time to lay your sleepy head. Hush now, quiet now, It's time to go to bed. As Twilight continued to sing, Trixie took Knight back into her hooves, and gently lay him back down inside his crib. Knight’s crying stopped completely, and as she tucked him into his bed, Trixie lay a gentle kiss on her son’s forehead, wishing him a peaceful sleep (and praying he didn’t wake up again until morning). “You’ll get the hang of it, Trixie,” Twilight said, climbing back into bed along with her wife. “You’re always bailing me out, Twilight. I can never understand what Knight wants.” “But you love him, and you’re always able to make him smile.” Twilight snuggled up close to Trixie. “‘Becoming a good parent takes time’ is what my books all said. But I think you’re already a great mother, Trixie.” “… Not quite as great as you. But thank you. And I’ll definitely do my best for Knight, no matter what.” 4 Years later: Twilight and Trixie awoke from their slumber to what at first felt like an earthquake, but was soon properly identified as their son rocking them side-to-side. “Mommy! Momma!” The two mares groaned as they opened their eyes, taking in the morning light and rubbing their temples with their forehooves to rid themselves of the pain it brought. “Knight?” Twilight asked. “What are you-” “I made you breakfast in bed!” Knight hopped onto his parents’ bed, and began hopping up-and-down excitedly. “Come on! Before it gets cold!” “Wait, you what?1” Twilight shouted, bolting up immediately and checking her son for injuries. “Knight, are you okay? Wait, how did you even manage to reach the kitchen counter?” “Spike helped me!” Knight replied. Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, glad that her four-year-old son hadn’t been messing around in their kitchen unsupervised. And with electronic devices, according to the smell of burnt toast greeting her nose. “You made this yourself?” Twilight asked as she eyed the charred remnants of what used to be bread, sitting beside two glasses of juice that obviously came purely from the bottle, with no water added. “It looks great,” she said, nudging Trixie to make the other mare wake up fully. “Trixie, look. Knight made us breakfast in bed.” “That’s great, just put it with Trixie’s other various trophies and medals…” Trixie mumbled, before what Twilight had actually said registered with her mind, causing her to open her eyes and examine the breakfast by her side. “… Knight made this by himself?” “Spike helped me!” Knight repeated. “He put the bread in, and I told him when to take it out. I poured the juice by myself, though!” Trixie sat up, and pulled her son into a light hug with her right foreleg, as she roughed up his mane with her left one. “Looks like Knighty has picked up the Great and Powerful Trixie’s talent for cooking!” “Mommaaaaaa!” Knight giggled as he struggled against Trixie’s hold over him. He managed to break out, and then looked up at his parents with an expectant look on his face. “Well?” The two mares examined the breakfast again, and then exchanged worried glances. Thankfully, Trixie had managed to think of a way to safely divert the conversation. “More importantly,” she began, “Knighty, did you forget what today is?” Knight tilted his head to the side, and Twilight picked up on what Trixie was saying. “Oh, that’s right! You start preschool today!” Knight suddenly grew panicked, and quickly jumped off the bed and rushed over to his own, at the other side of the room, where he ducked under the covers, in an attempt to hide from his parents. “N-Not feeling well! Can’t go!” Twilight and Trixie smirked at each other, and then the latter climbed out of bed, and slowly approached Knight’s bed. “Knight, you have to go to preschool, just like everypony else your age. But, you can’t go in the state you’re in now.” Twilight nodded. “That’s right. You’ve got to have breakfast, then clean your teeth, then we’ve got to brush your mane and make sure you look smart for your first day!” “And if you aren’t ready by the time we have to leave,” Trixie said, stopping by Knight’s bed, where a shivering lump could be seen under the covers. Using her magic, Trixie flung the covers off of the bed, and then pinned her son down as she ran her hooves across the sides of his stomach. “Then the tickle-monster will come and get you!” “N-Noooo!” Knight shouted through his laughter as he tried, with minimal success, to push his mother away. “No, stop! I’ll go! I’ll go!” Trixie stopped her relentless assault, a victorious grin on her face as she watched her son’s laughter die down, before he jumped off of the bed and began to make his way downstairs. “We’ll be down in a minute to make you breakfast,” Twilight said. Knight nodded, and then continued down the stairs to the lower floor of the library. After he was gone, Twilight turned to Trixie with a curious look. “The ‘tickle-monster’?” she asked in a teasing tone. Trixie simply turned her attention to the purple mare, the same grin that she uses for telling her stories to an audience on her face. “Nopony can escape its wrath!” she declared, slowly making her way towards Twilight, who was starting to back away under Trixie’s now-mischievous grin. “Nopony.” Trixie tackled Twilight down onto their bed, and began to run her hooves across Twilight’s sides, making the pinned mare break out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. 2 Years later: “So, how was school today?” Twilight asked, looking down at her six-year-old son by her side. “Boring,” Knight said, but still with a smile on his face. “Except for lunch. Miss Belle came in to visit us again today.” “Really?” Knight nodded. “I wish she could be our music teacher. Miss Cheerilee’s good… but I keep falling asleep in her lessons.” Knight emphasised his point by rubbing his sleepy eyes. Twilight sighed and shook her head in disbelief. “You must get that from Trixie, because I never fell asleep in class… Well, except for those times where I spent all of the previous night reading… which was quite often…” Knight giggled, and Twilight quickly shook the thought away. “Anyway, from what I hear, Sweetie Belle is planning on becoming a music teacher at your school, just as soon as she graduates from High School.” “When will that be?” “Well, she’s in her final year right now, so it should be by the end of this school year.” Twilight stopped in front of a store. “I need to make a stop here. Would you like to come in, or wait out here?” “I’ll wait here!” Knight answered. Twilight leaned down to give him a peck on the cheek, causing Knight to back away and rub it with his fetlock. “Blech!” Twilight giggled, and walked inside the store behind her. Whilst he was waiting, Knight noticed Bon Bon nearby, selling sweets from a small marketing stand. Excited, he ran over to the stand to check it out. Bon Bon noticed the colt approaching, and greeted him with a warm smile. “Why, hello there, Knight. Where’re you parents today?” “Mommy’s in that store over there!” Knight pointed to the store behind him, where Twilight could be seen arguing with the store owner through the window. “And momma’s at the orph’nage, with Miss Berrirose!” “I see. Ah, I bet you came over here because you saw all of these sweets, huh?” Knight nodded vigorously. “Well, I think I might have a little something for you here… Ah, how about some chocolate coins?” “Yes, please!” Knight said, jumping up and down excitedly as Bon Bon lifted up a bag of chocolate coins from her stand. “But, I don’t have any money…” “That’s okay. They’re on the house.” “They are? Which house?” “Eh? Ah, no. I mean, you don’t have to pay for them.” “… Oooooh. Thanks!” Knight took the bag from Bon Bon, and opened it up quickly. However, before he could take a bite of one of the delicious chocolatey treats, a purple glow enveloped the bag, and lifted it away from him. “Huh?” Knight turned around to see Twilight looming over him, holding the bag of chocolate coins in her magic. “Knight, remember our rule? No snacks until you finish your homework.” Knight frowned, and kicked the ground with his hoof. “Aww, come on, Twilight,” Bon Bon said, feeling sorry for the little colt. “Surely just one wouldn’t hurt?” Knight looked up at Twilight with big, pleading eyes, and the purple mare felt cornered. “… Fine. But just one.” She took out one of the coins, and gave it to her son, who quickly shoved it into his mouth with a big smile on his face. “Manners, Knight.” Knight nodded, and swallowed the chocolate in his mouth, before turning to Bon Bon. “Thank you, Miss Bon Bon.” “Don’t mention it. Have a good day, you two. And stop by my store sometime soon.” Twilight smiled and nodded, and then grabbed Knight’s hoof with her own. “Say goodbye, Knight.” “Bye-bye!” Knight shouted as he waved goodbye to Bon Bon. 3 Years later: “Trixie!” Twilight shouted as she walked into the library, with Knight following close behind her. “We need to talk!” “Welcome home, Twilight,” Trixie said flatly as she looked up from her card game with Spike. “We need to talk? That’s fine. Trixie was tiring of this game, anyway.” “Only ‘cause you keep losing,” Spike said mockingly, earning a growl from Trixie. “Anyway, what’s up, Twilight? You look like somepony just declared the destruction of all libraries.” Twilight’s glare hardened on Spike, making the baby dragon feel uneasy. “Spike, go to your room please.” Spike sighed, and turned his attention to Knight. “Why do I always have to go to my room whenever he does something wrong?” Despite his complaints, Spike got up and moved to his room anyway, knowing full well the consequences of messing with an angry Twilight Sparkle. “What did he do?” Trixie asked. “Trixie’s sure it couldn’t be that bad.” “I caught him stealing,” Twilight said, casting an angry glare down on her son. “Go on, Knight. Tell Trixie what you did.” Knight looked up into Trixie’s eyes, and saw another hard stare, though not quite as bad as Twilight’s. But it was still enough to make Knight stare down at the floor dejectedly as he spoke. “I… used a smokescreen spell I found in mum’s books to distract everypony in the market square, and then swiped a bunch of sweets when I thought that nopony was looking…” Trixie’s eyes widened as she heard the story. “Wow…” She walked over to her son, who closed his eyes as he awaited a harsh scolding from his mother. Instead, he received a pat on the head, which surprised both himself, and Twilight Sparkle. “You can use a smokescreen at your age? You’re definitely Trixie’s flesh and blood, alright! So talented, Knighty!” Twilight slammed a hoof into her face as she saw Knight’s frown turn into a smile. “Don’t encourage him, Trixie!” Trixie flinched, and then pulled back her hoof as she cleared her throat. “R-Right… Stealing is wrong, Knight.” Knight nodded, and then waited for more. “… Is that it?” Twilight asked, raising her eyebrow at Trixie. Trixie simply shrugged in response. “What more can Trixie say? Stealing is wrong, and that’s that. Now we just need to punish him, but frankly, Trixie thinks that stealing a few sweets should only warrant a simple grounding over the weekend.” “What?!” Knight shouted. “But I was gonna go watch the game with Gemstone this weekend! We’ve already bought our tickets! We’ve been saving up for months!” Trixie turned her gaze to Twilight, who shook her head sternly. “Sorry, Knight,” the purple mare said, “But you have to learn that actions have consequences! I’ll find somepony to buy your tickets if we can’t get a refund.” “No waaaaaaaay… Momma, please help!” Trixie backed away from her son’s pleading eyes. “S-Sorry, Knighty, but you know that Trixie’s not going to argue with that.” She pointed a hoof at Twilight, who was absolutely fuming. “Trixie has faced down ursas, basilisks, and even harpies! But even they fail to compare to an enraged Twilight Sparkle.” “…” Knight bit down on his lower lip as he pushed past the two mares, and up the stairs to the upper floor of the library. A door slammed shut behind him, leaving the two mares in silence at the bottom of the stairs. “… Twilight, maybe that was a bit too harsh?” Trixie suggested, but Twilight simply shook her head. “He has to learn, Trixie. And for that, we need to be firm! Now, I’m going to go over to Rarity’s, to tell her that she won’t need to pick up Knight this weekend. Can you deal with Knight while I’m out? I know he’s more willing to talk to you than me when he gets like this.” “Consider it done,” Trixie said. As soon as Twilight was out of the library, Trixie began her ascent upstairs, towards the bedroom on the upper level. She stopped by the door, and knocked on it a few times with her hoof. “Knight? It’s me, Trixie. Twilight’s gone out for now.” There was no response. “… Trixie’s coming in.” She opened the door, and found Knight sitting on his bed, curled up with his face in his knees, and his back turned to the door. “Knight, let’s talk. First of all, why don’t you tell Trixie why you did what you did?” Knight mumbled something that Trixie couldn’t hear, and she asked him to speak up. “I was… trying to find out what my special talent is.” Knight looked over his shoulder, and down at his blank flank.”I’m the only pony in my whole year that doesn’t have a Cutie Mark yet. I’m gonna be ten soon, and everypony else got theirs when they were eight or nine!” Trixie sympathised with the poor colt. She remembered well what it was like to be the only pony in your class that didn’t have their Cutie Mark. “Still, you didn’t have to steal, right?” “It was only a few sweets. What’s the big deal?” Trixie chuckled as she sat down beside Knight, who was doing his best not to look at her. She wrapped a foreleg around her son, and held him close to herself. “Yes, Trixie feels that way, too. The ponies in the market square make more than enough for a living, and they have so many leftovers at the end of the day… so what’s one or two apples, or maybe a hoofful of sweets? What are they really missing out on? “But, the fact remains that you yourself, don’t exactly need those things more than anypony else. And, since there’s no real reason for you to take them, you shouldn’t. Do you understand?” “… Yeah…” Trixie held her son tighter. “And just so we’re clear, Twilight and I both love you, very dearly. We have to be hard on you when we punish you, but no matter what, you’re our son, and we’ll always love you.” “I know… But I was really looking forward to this. Gemstone was, too.” “Well, Twilight is on her way to Rarity’s, right now. With any luck, maybe she’ll have a change of heart when she comes back.” Knight smiled at this, but not for long. “Of course, she may not. But if she doesn’t, maybe it’ll be something for you to think about in the future. Before you do something that you know you shouldn’t do, perhaps you should think about the consequences of your actions, first.” “But, you stole all the time as a child, right?” Trixie turned her head away and frowned. “Out of necessity, yes. If Trixie had a choice, she wouldn’t have done it, because she was well aware of the consequences.” Trixie turned back to Knight, and nuzzled the top of his head. “Now, are we going to have any more problems with petty theft in the future?” “… Nah,” Knight said, waving his hoof dismissively as he lay down on his side. “It didn’t earn me my Cutie Mark, anyway.” Trixie wasn’t sure whether to smile or not at that. It was the desired answer, but the wrong reasoning. “Um… great! Trixie’s sure that Twilight will be pleased to hear that…” 2 Year later: Twilight placed three cups of tea down onto the table in the library’s main room, and then beside Trixie, and opposite their guests. “I heard about your father’s accident. I hope he’s alright.” The pink mare sitting opposite the two lifted up her teacup gently, and drank the beverage with the kind of grace one would expect from Rarity. “Yes, he’s doing just fine. Though I doubt he’ll be walking again anytime soon. In the meantime, I will do my best to fill in for him.” “Well, Trixie’s sure you have what it takes,” Trixie said, lifting up her own drink and slurping it. “And Trixie would like to thank you once again for your continued support. If it wasn’t for you, the orphanage would have gone bankrupt a long time ago.” “I’d like to thank you, for all the lovely enchanted jewellery that you offer me,” the pink mare said. “Jewellery that sparkles when you’re happy, or turns red when you’re hot, and other such things, are such a hit with foals these days! And your ‘special’ jewellery for couples is selling so fast, we’re struggling to keep up our stock of them.” Agrimonia, who was sitting next to the pink mare, tapped her hoof on the table impatiently. “And? Why did you call me here, too?” “Actually,” Twilight started, “I called you here, Berrirose. I wanted you to help me put up some decorations for Knight’s birthday.” “The brat’s already turning eleven? And he still hasn’t got his Cutie Mark?” “He’ll get it, in time,” Trixie said sternly, glaring at the Pegasus mare. “These things can’t be rushed.” “I’m just sayin’. Things aren’t gonna be easy for him if he turns eleven, and still remains a blank flank.” The pink mare shuddered. “That reminds me of my youth.” Agrimonia looked at her curiously. “You were a blank flank for a while, huh?” “No, not that. But I knew three fillies that were, and constantly gave them grief over it. Looking back on it now, I can certainly understand why I enjoyed it so much, seeing their faces. But it also makes me think: ‘Did I really have nothing better to do than torment those three constantly?’.” “You’ve grown up a lot, Diamond Tiara. Though, you and Apple Bloom are still always arguing about something. You know that Mr. Rich wanted you two to be friends, right?” Diamond Tiara nodded. “I know. I think that’s why I started getting into fights with her, actually. Daddy wanted me to be friends with her, just so that his own relations with the family would get better. Or at least, that’s the way I saw it. So, I did everything I could to not get along with her.” “So,” Agrimonia cut in, “Why exactly do you need me, again? If it’s to help with the hard-to-reach places, can’t you just use your magic?” “Well-” The door opened suddenly, interrupting Twilight’s explanation. “Mum! Momma! Look! I got my Cutie Mark!” Knight rushed inside, and turned around to display his flank. On it, was an image of a piece of parchment, with a quill running across it, and writing lines. “Isn’t that… great?” He stopped when he noticed Diamond Tiara, who was also examining the new Cutie Mark on his flank. “See? I told you you’d get it soon, Knight!” Twilight said, walking over to her son and patting him on the head. “So close to your birthday? This will definitely thrill Pinkie Pie, that’s for sure!” Trixie added. She then noticed Knight’s face beginning to turn red, and followed his gaze to Diamond Tiara, who was praising him for finding his special talent. '… Aaah, I see…’ Diamond Tiara walked up to Knight. “Wow. It hasn’t been that long, but you’ve grown up a lot, huh?” “He certainly has,” Twilight said. “Hopefully, his growing will stop before he breaks through our roof.” The two mares laughed over this, whilst Knight continued to redden and slowly shy away from Diamond Tiara, mumbling unintelligibly as he hid behind Trixie. Trixie leaned down, and whispered into his ear: “She’s quite pretty, isn’t she?” Knight quickly shook his head. “Oh? So you’re saying she’s ugly?” Trixie teased, this time causing him to shake his head even harder. “Then which is it?” The flustered Knight nudged his mother, and reached for a nearby book to hide his face behind, pretending that he was reading. “So,” Agrimonia said, “What exactly is your special talent?” There was a moment of silence, before Knight responded with: “I don’t know.” “Well, what were you doing when you got it?” Twilight asked. Knight thought about it for a moment. “Hmmm… I was in class… Oh yeah! We were giving individual presentations on topic that Miss Cheerilee assigned to us, but I completely forgot to study for it.” “What?” Twilight asked, an edge of disapproval in her. Trixie shook her head, and walked over to the purple mare. “Let it slide,” she whispered. “Today’s a special day for him. Let’s not ruin it.” Twilight sighed, and gave in. “Fine… So, you forgot to study… and then what?” Knight shrugged. “I asked Gemstone to summarise what I needed to know and just… winged it, I guess.” “… So, you’re special talent is ‘winging it’?” Diamond Tiara asked, earning a nod from Knight. “A talent in improvisation…” Twilight turned and gave her wife a grin. “It seems he really takes after you, huh?” “What do you mean?” Agrimonia asked. “Isn’t Trixie’s special talent magic?” “Yes, but specialised for theatre. Illusions and enchantments are what Trixie’s talent leans towards.” Trixie gave her son a proud smile. “So, our son is going to be a famous improv star, huh? Hey, maybe one day we’ll see him on ‘Whose Line is it Anywhoof?’.” Knight shook his head. “I’m not going into theatre. It’s too boring.” Trixie almost felt her heart shatter into pieces as she heard her son say that. “… Come again?” “I already know what I wanna be when I grow up!” Twilight leaned down to meet Knight’s eye level. “And what’s that? A teacher? Researcher? Maybe a librarian, like your mum?” Knight shook his head again. “All lame choices!” Now, it was Twilight that felt her heart shattering. “L-Lame?” “Yep! Lame! Who wants to keep going to school even when they’re an adult, or sit around in a room with a bunch of dusty old books their whole life?” Every word was like a dagger through Twilight’s heart, and Trixie was doing her best not to erupt with laughter. “I wanna be a member of the Royal Guard, just like my uncle!” “… What?” 5 Years later: Twilight sniffled as she adjusted Knight’s tie. “I can’t believe this day is finally here… The day our boy leaves home…” “It seems like just yesterday that you had started preschool,” Trixie said, wrapping a foreleg around Twilight, to comfort her. “And now, you’re leaving for Canterlot… Are you sure you’ll be alright?” Knight rolled his eyes, and got up as he saw the train drawing closer. “I told you, I’ll be fine. It’s not like I’ve never been to Canterlot before, and I’ll be back in a few months for Hearths Warming Eve.” “But, it’s just too much… seeing our little boy growing up so fast.” Twilight sighed as she handed Knight his train ticket. “Why did it have to happen so suddenly?” “… Mum, don’t worry. I’ll write to you regularly, and I’ll be back for holidays and special occasions.” “But…” Twilight sniffled again, and held onto Trixie tightly. “I guess I just… never wanted this day to come…” Trixie nuzzled Twilight’s cheek softly, and motioned for Spike to say something. Spike scratched the back of his head nervously, trying to think of something to say that wouldn’t be too cheesy, yet wouldn’t make it sound like he didn’t care at all. “… Good luck, Knight. I’ll miss ya, bro.” Knight smiled and hugged the young dragon. “Thanks, Spike. Please take good care of my folks.” The sound of the train pulling into the station drew Knight’s attention. “Well, I guess this is it… Goodbye…” As Knight boarded the train to leave for his new life, Twilight, Trixie, and Spike all waved him goodbye, tears streaming down his parents’ faces as the train slowly began to pull away from the station. “… He’s really gone, huh?” Twilight asked, staring off into the distance, where the train had just left. “He’s… no longer our little boy, is he?” “He’ll always be our little Knighty, Twilight,” Trixie said, pulling her wife into a warm hug. “But, as parents, it is our job to see him off into the world safely, and make way for him to start his own life, and raise his own family.” “You’re right. I just…” “You’ve been a fantastic mother, Twilight. Much better than I could ever hope to have been.” “That’s not true!” Twilight protested. “You were a great mother too, Trixie! I was always so strict with him… If I knew that this day would have been so painful, I would have been easier on him…” “You were strict because you loved him. Trixie was always being too lenient, or too hard. She could never find the right line. But you always knew exactly where to be… and thanks to that, he’s grown into such a wonderful stallion, and will surely become a fantastic member of the Royal Guard.” The two remained in silence for a few minutes, content with simply being in each other’s embrace as time passed by silently. When a cold wind blew by, Spike decided to speak up. “Hey, guys? Maybe we should go home…” “That sounds like a good idea,” Trixie said. “How about it, Twilight? Let’s go home, and take the rest of the day off. If you like, you can read your latest essay to Trixie.” Twilight wiped the tears from her eyes, and gave the blue mare a smile. “… Yeah. Let’s go…” The three of them walked together through Ponyville in silence, and eventually reached the library. As they opened the door and walked inside, however, fresh tears started to form in Twilight’s eyes. “It just feels so empty without Knight here…” Trixie sighed, and led Twilight to a nearby couch, where she sat the crying mare down, and began to stroke her mane in an attempt to comfort her. “… Spike. Could you, maybe go and visit Rarity for a bit?” Spike’s eyes widened, before he let out an exasperated sigh and turned around. “Man, I haven’t heard that in a while…” He shot one last worried glance at Twilight, before moving towards the library’s front door to leave. Once Spike was out, Trixie placed a hoof under Twilight’s chin, and lifted the purple mare’s head so that their eyes met. “Twilight, I understand that you’re sad. I’m sad, too. But, this day had to come. And crying about it won’t change what’s already happened.” “I-I know, but, I just can’t help it… I can’t stop thinking abo-” Twilight was interrupted by a sudden kiss from her wife, which lasted for a full minute, before Trixie pulled away. Twilight was absolutely speechless, and could only stare at Trixie in surprise, whilst the blue mare grinned back at her. “Don’t forget, Trixie is here for you. And Trixie will always be here for you, just like she said in her wedding vows to you.” Trixie planted another kiss on Twilight’s lips, this one a little deeper than the last. “I love you, Twilight Sparkle. And I’ll always be by your side, to help you through tough times such as this.” “Trixie…” Twilight smiled, and wrapped her forelegs around the blue mare, pulling Trixie’s head to her chest as she lovingly embraced her wife. “Thank you… I love you, too.”