//------------------------------// // Act 1 of 3 // Story: Trixie Sits On Twilight // by PonyPong //------------------------------// Trixie Sits On Twilight: Act 1 of 3 By PonyPong Being a Princess is a lot of work. I really mean it's a lot of work. You have to collect taxes, file said taxes, listen to the complaints of her subjects all day. At night, you're kept awake by Princess Luna and her consistent video game marathons. This is the reason why I am sleeping at my desk. Actually, I'm supposed to be writing a lesson about friendship right now, but I cannot do this, because as I said before, being a Princess is hard and there is no time for friendship in this kind of lifestyle. Plus, my friends aren't even nearby. I'm in Canterlot Castle, and they're in Ponyville. That's a whole train ride away. I slowly rise from my slumber and rub my eyes with my hoof. Beams of light fill the room. This is most likely because my window seems to be... shattered?! Oh yeah! Did I mention that my name is Twilight Sparkle? Yes, that is definitely important. "Huh?" I cock my head confusingly at the sight. There are barely any Pegasi in Canterlot, and there is no reason for any Alicorn to smash my bedroom window. I stand up from the throw pillow that I had sat on last night. My wings feel cramped, so I have stretch them out. Wings truly do get in the way of things, to be honest... they are completely useless to me. All they are is a burden and an extra area to wash during baths. If I wanted to go upstairs without walking, I could've just teleported. Okay I'm done ranting... Where was I? Oh, yes. My wings. I stretched my wings because they were very cramped and sore. I yawned and trotted over to the window. I poked my head out of the window to see if the culprit was still around the area, but the only thing I saw was that ridiculous maze and the statue garden. Suddenly, I hear the smash of a flower vase and a gasp. Something was probably trying to be sneaky, but failed miserably. "Twilight Sparkle!" a familiar voice thundered. I spin around to see a blue flash gallop towards me and mount itself onto my back. The blue fur, the cocky voice, the swirly mane! This could only be one pony... Ugh. "Trixie? What are you doing?" I say, giving her a shocked glance. Why wouldn't I be shocked? There's a unicorn randomly sitting on my back! "Why, the Great and Powerful Trixie is getting her revenge!" she calls triumphantly. "Again?" I sigh. "Again," she says. I give her a confused look. "Why are you on my back? And what happened to The Great and Apologetic Trixie?" I ask. "The Great and Apologetic act didn't get as many bits. Also, if I stay on your back, you will not be able to perform your royal duties, and will be prevented from being a Princess ever again!" Trixie laughed. "How does sitting on me stop me from doing my royal duties?" I question with a deadpan. "Uh... Oh! You cannot fly!" Trixie says as she points at my now folded wings. "I don't need to; I could just teleport," I objected. "Now get off." I closed my eyes and concentrated on throwing the cyan Unicorn off of my back. My wings were starting to hurt. Trixie isn't the lightest of ponies! With a glow of my horn, I teleport myself across the room, leaving Trixie flying onto her flank. "The Great and Powerful Trixie does not think so!" She snaps and flings herself back onto my withers. "Oh for Celestia's sake, Trix-" I was about to continue my objection when I heard a knock at my door. I rolled my eyes and trotted over to the door, opening it wide. It was just Pen Ward, the Princess's Scribe. Man, how I hate her! "Why hello, Princess Sparkle. A message from Princess Celestia..." She announces, handing me a scroll. Which was written on, unlike the one on my desk. "Why couldn't she have just given it to me herself?" I ask her suspiciously. "Princess Celestia has been in Saddle Arabia for the past week." she replied throwing in a hint of annoyance. " Princess Sparkle, who is-" "Thank you, Pen Ward" I growl through my teeth as I slam the door and trot back to my desk, which is a little more difficult since Trixie is still on my back. "The Great and Powerful Trixie demands to know what is in that scroll." Trixie pulls her other hoof around my waist, sitting on as if I had a saddle on. This so degrading! But if I try to throw her off, she'll just teleport back onto me again. I'm just gonna have to deal with it. "Okay, Okay. I'm reading it..." I scan the scroll with my eyes and begin to read. "Dear Twilight Sparkle, It seems that there is a disturbance in The Crystal Empire. Since I am in Saddle Arabia and Luna is working on business in Canterlot, I am counting on you to go and investigate. Don't screw this up! Princess Celestia." I frown. Don't screw this up? What's that supposed to mean? "Ah, very interesting! The Great and Powerful Trixie is intrigued. Let's get on our way then." Trixie pointed towards the door. "Our way? Oh, no. You are not coming with me. Get off," I growl and shake my body like a bull, trying to buck her off. "The Great and Powerful Trixie is never going to get off, so you had better get used to it," she hissed, sticking her nose toward the air. "Fine!" I yell and stomp out of the door. Trixie just won't budge! "Excellent. Now to the train station!" she called, pointing toward the Palace's gate. I roll my eyes and follow her ‘orders.’ I feel like a mule. No offense, I add in my head. I trotted out of the gate and into the streets of Canterlot. Although the bustling streets were cleared for me, I could tell that people were staring in wonder, seeing their newest Princess being ridden as though she were playing with a child. This was gonna be a long day.