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// Yang 
// Story: Finding a Friend That Forgives 
// by GrizzlytheMedic 
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	The rain continued to pelt against the window of Alan’s home as both he and Trixie sat on the sofa together, wrapped in each other’s embrace. Suddenly, a loud boom awoke the both of them from their tired reverie. Alan jerked up, looking around the house. 
“The hell was that?” He muttered. 
Trixie let out a whimper as Alan rose from the couch and looked out the window. Trixie saw his eyes widen. 
“I hope you weren’t too attached to that trailer,” Alan said grimly.
“Why? What happened?!” She said, hopping up herself and going to the window. 
What she saw horrified her. Where her trailer had been parked at the end of the small street stood a pile of singed lumber and tiny fires in the waning daylight hidden by the clouds. 
“Somepony blew it to kingdom come..” She sobbed.
Trixie then learned her second lesson. Alan had just saved her life. If she had been in that trailer, she would be lying in pieces at the end of the street. Alan got onto one knee and looked Trixie in the eyes. 
“I’m sorry.” He said.
Before he could say another word, Trixie wrapped her forelegs around his torso in a big hug. 
“The important thing is that I wasn’t in there because I was here enjoying the company of my special friend.” She said to him.
Alan cocked his eyebrow.
“Special friend?” 
“Oh, sorry, too much?” Trixie blushed,
“Nah, I just would think you could come up with something better. You are the Great nd Powerful Trixie after all.” Alan grinned.
Trixie’s cheeks became redder as the sirens echoed in the distance. 
The fire and police departments asked both Alan and Trixie questions about the explosion, having not see it actually happen, they left with no leads. Not that it mattered to the two of them. 
Trixie felt her eyelids growing heavier and heavier as she walked towards the bedroom. She dragged her body onto the bed and buried herself in the sheets. Yet, she felt something was missing.
“Alan! Can you come to bed?” She shouted.
“Yep, I’ll be in there in a sec!” He answered.
Within a minute he too was burrowed within the sheets, their combined body warmth made Trixie sigh in content relaxation. Without thinking, she nuzzled closer to Alan’s body. 
“Do you mind if I cuddle with you?” She smiled up at the human as he returned her pleasant grin. 
“Not at all Trixie.” 
She dove into his side, pressing her body right up against his chest, resting her head near his neck, careful not to poke him with her horn. The unicorn had not felt this content in years and had never had the company of a male counterpart in this way before, she hadn’t had time with her performing. Hell, she might never go back to that compared to what she had here in this house after only three days, she might just stay here forever with this human who seemed to get her more than anypony had ever before. 
These thoughts and many more allowed her to drift off to sleep, not even caring that her trailer had been blown up. 

Trixie awoke to Alan’s head nestled into her shoulder.
She thought he just tolerated it, she had no idea that he enjoyed it at all. This brought a smile to her face as she buried her nose in Alan’s short brown hair, inhaling deeply. Now what she did would seem semi creepy but she obviously didn’t give a shit all. He smelled of grapes and some kind of wood. 
“Are you done yet?” A low voice came from the form she was indulging in. 
She let out a squeak as she scrambled backwards. Alan laughed.
“That was a tad creepy.” He said.
“Sorry, I was just curious.” She managed to say
“You seem to be getting awfully close to me for just a friend.” He told her, his eyebrow raised. 
“Well, it’s just I haven’t had someone like you in my life ever.” Trixie admitted.
“Ah, I see. Oh, Octavia is going to be over today for some practice time with me. I hope you don’t mind. We’ll be practicing for most of the day.” Alan said, hauling himself out of bed to Trixie’s dismay. 
There were a few short knocks at the door and Alan opened it to see Octavie with her cello case on her back. 
“Hello Octavia!” he greeted the grey mare.
“Hello Alan you cheeky bastard! You still owe me 20 bits from last week’s bar tab!” Octavia said. 
“I’ll give it to you by the end of our practice. In the meantime, I have a guest with me. Octavia, this is Trixie.” Alan gestured for her to come out.
Octavia’s eyes narrowed at the mare.
“Oh, you...” She glared into Trixie’s eyes.
“Octavia, she’s changed. She’s a different mare for the most part. Don’t let her get under your skin that fast. Besides, she’ll be listening to us today regardless.” Alan spoke in a firm tone. 
“Very well Alan, ready to start?” Octavia said. 
“As always. Same as last time?” He asked, pulling a case from under the sofa, revealing a beautiful shiny brass instrument.
Octavia opened her cello case, picked up her bow and began to play with Alan.

Trixie listened to the two practice for hours until they finally stopped at around five pm. Octavia bid farewell and even shook Trixie’s hoof as she left. 
“I like the new you. You should flash it around some more.” She said as she left, instrument on her back.  
“Well how does dinner sound?” Alan asked.
“Amazing right about now. What’s cooking?” Trixie asked.
“Stir Fry” He said.
‘What is that?” Trixie asked.
“Trust me, you’ll like it.” He smiled, turning the stove on. 
He was wrong, she loved it. She had to really try to contain her moans of approval as the noodles and vegetables danced across her taste buds. 
“Wow, where did you learn to cook like that?!” She asked.
“My mom mostly.” He shrugged.
“You were a momma’s boy?” She jabbed.
“Is that an issue?” Alan jested as he cleaned the plates and pans.
“No actually. It’s great thing to be close to your mother. I love a stallion-erm-man who has respect for his parents” Trixie corrected herself mid sentence.
Alan chuckled, flicking the water on his hands towards Trixie.
“Hey! Cut it out!” She giggled, using her magic to get some payback by flicking water at him too. 
“Hey, no fair! You have magic!” Alan argued.
“And you have hands silly!” Trixie laughed. 
“Oh I am going to get you!” Alan lunged at her.
Trixie gave a happy yelp as she ran from his clutches. 
“You’re gonna have to be quicker than that!” She cackled, not noticing the couch in front of her as she slammed into it face first. 
“Ow!” She yelped as she landed on her haunches as Alan caught up to her in less than a second. 
“Lesson Two! Don’t get cocky! Now you’re going to have to pay for that!” He said, getting to his knees and wiggling his fingers on Trixie’s tummy. 
“GAH! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” She laughed like mad as Alan tickled her relentlessly. 
“Have we learned our lesson yet?” He smirked.
“Go to hell!” She was overcome by laughter once again. 
“It seems not!” He said, now moving one of his hands to the base of her horn. 
Now, Alan had lived with Earth Ponies for most of his time in Equestria, so he had no idea that it was arousing rather than ticklish. 
As his fingers gently traced the base of her horn, she gasped and stopped laughing. Sparks shot out from behind her eyes as a wave of pleasure tore through her body. 
She shuddered and Alan stopped as Trixie’s eyes rolled back in her head, her tongue lolling out. 
“Trixie? Are you ok?” He asked her as she came back to her senses. 
“Uh, Alan, you do know what you just did right?” Trixie gave him a seductive look. 
“I’m afraid not.” He replied.
“A unicorn’s horn is a source of arousal, it’s not ticklish in the traditional sense.” She giggled. 
Alan quickly drew his hands away. 
“I had no clue. I’m so sorry.” He stammered.
Now he was the one who was lost for words. 
“You know, you could repay me with one simple thing for committing that perverted act.” She smirked, knowing exactly what she wanted out of him.
“What is that?” He cocked an eyebrow. 
“Follow me.” She got up and walked to the bedroom. 
Getting into bed she ushered him under the covers. He complied, turning the lights out as he made his way over to the bedroom. It was time to go to sleep regardless, so he put on his pajamas.
“So, what do you want from me?” Alan sighed as he got under the sheets.
“Kiss me,” Trixie said simply.
“What?!” Alan was baffled by her boldness. 
“You heard me. Kiss me, on the lips big guy.” She purred.
“If it gets you back on equal terms with me fine.” He grunted, a smile coming to his face. 
“I was actually thinking you would try and get me alone tomorrow and do this. But you seized the opportunity. Way to complete lesson three.” He whispered as his mouth neared hers. 
He was going to do it! Trixie’s mind screamed with happiness as her lips met his but cried when he withdrew a second later. 
“I didn’t specify how long the kiss was supposed to be” She grinned.
Alan moved in again without a word as his lips made contact with hers once again. Trixie savored every second of this glorious moment. She felt his arms wrap around her and pull her closer. 
The desire for air became too great to ignore as they both pulled back, breathing heavily.
“I think that did the trick.” She whispered.
“By the way, if you ever want to do that again, it's gonna take a lot more than water next time.” He said, a sly smile on his face. 
“I’ll take it.” She said, nuzzling her head into his chest as she put her forelegs around his broad shoulders and closed her eyes. 
“Trixie?” Alan’s voice entered her ears.
“Yes Alan?” 
“I think I- never mind” He said, thinking twice before he said whatever he was going to say. 
Trixie thought little of it as she drifted off to sleep.