Trixie, despite what she may claim, did not often come to Canterlot. There were a great many memories tied up in the mountainside city for her, and not all of them were entirely pleasant. Still, Trixie did make the effort to go up to the city every now and again, usually for some rich socialite looking for entertainment for a birthday party or some such, and such events were what Trixie had cut her performance teeth on. Despite the often tumultuous nature of her travelling performer reputation in the smaller towns, Trixie did have a solid reputation as a sleight of hoof magician and performer within most of the bigger cities.
It was on her way out of Canterlot that she accidentally bumped into another pony. She had just finished up her most recent performance, and her bag was laden with bits. Trixie never charged special rates, but they weren’t that unreasonable for a performer of her calibre. As such, her first instinct was her hoof flashing to her bag to check on her funds. Only when she was satisfied that they were all there, she turned to look at the pony that she had bumped into.
“Trixie?” asked Twilight Sparkle, shaking her head, “what are you doing here?”
“Trixie is here to meet,” began Trixie, her eyes swivelling around the street at the ponies walking past. Picking out a single pony, Trixie gasped. “There you are! Trixie has been looking for you for hours!”
As the pony turned around, Trixie mentally cursed the part of her brain that made her feel completely inadequate around stupid, sexy Twilight Sparkle.
Prince Blueblood looked down at Trixie. Before the ‘Prince of Canterlot’ could open his mouth, Trixie spoke again.
“You said that you would take Trixie to dinner this evening! I hope that you remembered, you dunderhead, or this is going to be a very short relationship.” Trixie leaned in to the Prince’s ear.
“Trixie will give you one hundred bits if you go along with this for the night,” whispered Trixie. The Prince, never one to let money get away if he could help it, nodded. Trixie turned back to Twilight.
“As you can see, Sparkle, Trixie is engaged this evening. Trixie suggests that you bother her another time. Away, fair stallion! To dinner!” As Blueblood and Trixie walked towards what was obviously one of the more upscale restaurants, Trixie casually surveyed her ‘date’ for the night. All things considered, he wasn’t that bad looking, if a bit lacking in personality, from what she had heard.
Blueblood, for his part, couldn’t quite believe what was happening. One minute, he was minding his own business, the next, the most stunning mare he had ever met was asking him to play along with being her date for the evening. The fact that she was offering money was simply a bonus. Blueblood was simply captivated with the mare. Everything about her was an explosion, and that thought set off miniature explosions in his chest with each heart beat. He couldn’t wait to get to know this mare better.