The meeting at Hoofington was tomorrow. Trixie was practicing with her dad so she could show Twilight more skill than she had seen. She convinced her mom to take her there, after explaining how this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
"Remember sweetie, you need a good night sleep. You don't want to show up tired and unable to do anything." Trixie's mom said.
"Ok mom." Trixie hung her head in shame and headed to her room.
"I don't mean this minute, maybe an hour early tonight?"
"Oh yay!" Trixie ran back to the living room and sparred with her dad again. The two were having fun for a while.
"Oh my." Trixie's mom stared out the window and dropped the plate she was about to clean.
"What?" Trixie asked, stopping her fighting.
"Rich, come here. Trixie, watch TV for a bit."
"Ok." Trixie sat on a chair and turned on the television.
"What is it hun?" Trixie's dad asked.
"Look." Her mom pointed out a window, and Rich looked.
"We have to get out of here." Rich said.
"What is it?" Trixie and her mom asked in unison.
"Ponyville is under attack. Get everything you can grab and run for the hills, I'll meet you there in a few minutes."
Trixie dropped the remote and parted the curtains by her window. The town was engulfed in flames. She started hyperventilating.
"Shhh, it's ok." Trixie's mom walked up and caressed her child. Trixie calmed down. The two mares grabbed their saddle bags, put them on, and filled them with anything and everything they could. "What are you going to do honey?" Trixie's mom asked before they left.
"I'm getting everything we need, and securing everything we can't replace." Rich explained.
"But, daddy."
"It's ok sweetie, I'll meet you there." Rich kissed his daughter and went downstairs.
"Come in Trixie, we have to go now." Trixie's mom grabbed her hoof and started walking, Trixie heard a familiar meow.
"Muschi!" she shouted. Trixie ran into the house and grabbed her beloved pet.
"Come on Trixie, Muschi is ok, dad will get him."
Trixie was about to let the cat go when a log fell from the roof, it crushed her mother. Her eyes barely stayed in her skull. The body was slowly being burnt by the firey wood.
"MOMMY!" Trixie screamed. Rich bolted from the basement. He had a wood staff strapped to his back, and a small bag of cat food hanging from his side.
"RUN TRIXIE!" he shouted, pushing her from the carcass. Muschi chased his owners out of the burning building. Trixie made it out of the house, her saddle bags fell off so she had nothing. The doorway collapsed. Rich couldn't leave too. "Here Trixie." He passed her the staff through a hole. "This is all you'll need." he said.
"What is it?" Trixie grabbed it.
"You'll know when you need it most. Now go, RUN!"
"But, dad."
"Go baby. I love you." he said.
"I-I love you too dad."
Trixie put the staff on her bag, and secured it with a rope she found quickly. Muschi escaped the house. The two headed for the hill.
"I'm going to miss you dad."
"I believe in you Trixie." Rich's voice emanated from nowhere. There was an unearthly scream as Trixie watched her house, and the rest of Ponyville, burn. Trixie stared at the town and cried, her eyes being dried out as much as her body would allow. She cried until she couldn't cry anymore. Muschi nuzzled up against his owner's side. Trixie petted him.
"At least I still have you."
"I love you." Trixie thought she heard the cat say in her father's voice.