//------------------------------// // Realizing // Story: Science Trick // by Lvl11Bard //------------------------------// Trixie sat at her kitchen table, stirring her bowl of cereal with disinterest. She was up much earlier than she usually would be on a Saturday morning, but the young magician barely slept throughout the night and gave up on trying, deciding to go get breakfast. After the events of the previous evening, Trixie returned home, but found the door to be locked. Trixie's confused mother opened the door when she was woken to loud, rapid knocking. After answering, she saw her own distraught daughter, who pushed passed her as the first opportunity. Trixie ran for her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. Trixie stripped off Pinkie's pyjamas and threw the obnoxiously pink cloth into the corner of her room and fell onto her bed, crying. “Trixie?” Trixie could hear her mother's voice through the door. “Sweetie? Are you alright? What happened?” Trixie choked back her sobbing so that she could answer. “No.” “Can I come in?” Her mother asked. “Trixie doesn't want to talk right n-now,” Trixie replied, starting to break down again. “We don't have to talk, but I'd like to at least see you,” her mother offered. Trixie sniffled a bit before answering. “Hold on.” After putting on a pair of her own pyjamas, Trixie opened the door. Her mother wasted no time wrapping her arms around the saddened teen in a comforting hug. The two stayed that way for a while until Trixie had calmed down enough to try to go to bed. Now, after Trixie got up after a night of tossing and turning, the blue girl just sat and stared at the swirling soggy cereal. Her mother was doing various chores around the apartment while checking to see if her daughter was ready to talk every once and a while. By the time Trixie decided that her breakfast had become inedible, the clock hanging behind her chimed ten. Trixie put her bowl into the sink and slumped over to the couch to watch some TV. “Oh my! Is it ten already?” Trixie's mother gasped. “I have some errands I need to run today. Will you be alright here by yourself, my little star?” “Yeah, I'll be fine,” Trixie grunted as she changed the channel to some cartoon. “OK then, I'll be back in a few hours,” Trixie's mother explained as she started to head out the door. “Oh, and Trixie, I love you.” Trixie turned away from the TV with a weak smile. “I love you too, mom.” The older woman smiled back before closing the door, leaving Trixie with her thoughts. The magician tried to avoid remembering the sleepover by focusing on the screen in front of her, but her mind refused to comply. It only took fifteen minutes for Trixie to get frustrated and stand up with a growl. Trixie began to pace back and forth, speaking aloud all of her feelings. “Why does this have to happen to Trixie!? She didn't want these feelings. First, she loses the only friends she had and then when she thinks she's making new ones, she finds out that they only befriended her as a joke so that they could laugh at her and her secrets,” Trixie ranted as she paced. However, after seething for a moment, Trixie calmed down and began to think about it more. “Although, they never did actually laugh. They even said that they were fine with it. Even if they would tease a little, they wouldn't try to be mean about it. Maybe Trixie overreacted...” Unfortunately, Trixie's pride kicked in, sparking her anger again. “No! They betrayed Trixie's trust! The Great and Powerful Trixie does not just tell anyone her secrets. Shimmer is in the wrong here! And Trixie would not accept any teasing from any of those Rainjerks! In fact, she would be the one to the teas-” Trixie froze as she started to imagine Sparkle blushing and stuttering to something that Trixie might have said to her. Trixie fell back onto the couch, cursing how adorable the purple girl tended to be. “It's all her fault anyways,” Trixie mumbled into the couch cushion. “Sparkle probably did all that stuff as a prank. Trixie should known that something was up the moment Sparkle tried to talk to her.” Trixie heaved a sigh as she rolled over to stare at the ceiling. Too many emotions were going through the teens mind for her to deal with. However, she did feel a little better after her outburst, enough to distract herself with the TV. When early afternoon came by, Trixie's mother returned with various bags. “Hi sweetie. I picked you up a burger and some fries.” Trixie got up to help her mom. “Hey mom. Thanks. Do you want help putting that stuff away?” “Thanks sweetie, I'd love the help.” The two began emptying the bags and putting the items within away when Trixie took a deep breath. “Um, mom...” Trixie started, “about what happened last night...” Trixie stopped when she heard a chair scrape across the floor and turned to find her mother sitting at the table giving her an intense, but caring look. “Why don't we sit and talk?” “Oh, sure,” Trixie agreed as she took a seat next to the older woman. “So,” Trixie's mother urged, “I'm listening.” Trixie fidgeted with her hands for a moment before she continued. “Well, Trixie told one of the girls at the party an important secret in confidence and then Trixie found out she told all of the others.” “I see,” Trixie's mother responded warmly, “that can be pretty upsetting. May I ask what this secret was?” Trixie stopped moving, her face scrunched up as she thought about coming out to her mother. She was hesitant about telling anyone else about what she felt, however, she never had any reason to think that her mother would think any less of her. “Um, it was about a crush Trixie has...” Trixie's mother suppressed a squeak, excited to here about her daughters love life, but was still very concerned. Trixie has never shown an interest in any boy before, so this was big news for Trixie's mother. “On a girl.” The eyebrow on the older woman's face shot up after the words left her daughters mouth. “Oh.” “Well, she didn't tell her about Trixie's crush, per say, but Trixie did reveal... interests,” Trixie explained. Trixie's mother took a deep breath, but the motherly smile never left her face. “Well, I can say I didn't see that one coming, but that doesn't change the way I love my my little star.” Trixie sighed with relief internally even though she knew she had nothing to fear. “Did they say anything mean to you because of it?” Trixie's mother asked. “Er, no, Trixie ran out as soon as she found out the others knew her secret,” Trixie replied. “Do you think they're not going to be your friends anymore?” Trixie flinched. “No, Trixie actually heard that they were... fine with it.” “So it's because they betrayed your trust?” Trixie's mother pressed. Trixie just bit her lip and nodded as tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. Her mother pulled her into another hug and rubbed her back. Trixie's mother knew how Trixie felt. Her daughter was always a prideful one and rarely reached out to others. When she was young, Trixie had few to no friends and was often picked on. Even now, Trixie never really hung out with friends outside of school unless it was for a project or practising for a performance. It was surprising to find out that Trixie trusted someone besides her own mother with a secret that big, but it was understandable why Trixie was so crushed when that trust was betrayed. Trixie's mother spoke up when Trixie started to calm down. “Feeling better?” “Mhmm,” Trixie muttered as she pulled away. “Good. How about you just relax today? Watch cartoons and practice some tricks,” Trixie's mother suggested. “Kay,” Trixie wiped her eyes and smiled at her mother. “There's m little star. I have some more things to do, but you concern yourself with feeling better today. Just don't stay up too late, we have a doctors appointment in the morning tomorrow.” “Thanks mom,” Trixie hugged her mother again. “Anytime,” Trixie's mother replied as she returned the affection. The next day came by quickly as Trixie found herself sitting in the passengers seat of her mother's van, heading towards the doctor's office. It was cloudy day that threatened to rain at any moment. They pulled up to the clinic and entered the building, Trixie sitting in one of the waiting room chairs as her mother went to the front desk. Trixie picked up a magazine and idly went through it until her mother sat down. “Were a bit early, so it'll be about a twenty minute wait,” Trixie's mother explained. “Alright,” Trixie shrugged as she went back to her magazine. Trixie skimmed through the pages for a couple minutes until the clinic door opened. A tall, muscular, cyan man with red hair walked in, however, what caught Trixie's attention was the girl that followed behind him. Rainbow Dash scanned the room with a bored expression until her gaze landed on Trixie, which was when her eyes went wide. The two girls continued to stare at each other until the older man spoke up. “Friend of yours, champ?” he asked. “Um,” Rainbow gave an awkward shrug, “yes?” “Alright. Why don't you go catch up while I go check in?” “Sure dad,” Rainbow slowly made her way over and took the sat next to Trixie while avoiding eye contact the whole time. As Rainbow nervously took the seat next to Trixie, the magician noticed that her mother was watching the two out of the corner of her eye. “Uh... hey,” Rainbow offered with an awkward smile. Trixie sighed and stood up. “Let's talk outside. Trixie would like some fresh air.” “Oh, sure,” Rainbow agreed. “Don't be too long, the doctor will call us in any moment,” Trixie's mother called out. Trixie could hear the worry in her voice and turned to give a reassuring smile. “Don't worry, we'll be quick.” The two girls walked out the door and took a few more steps when Trixie confronted Rainbow. “Alright, let's hear it.” Rainbow stared back, confused. “Hear what?” Trixie rolled her eyes and explained with irritation. “Whatever excuse or half ass apology you have to give.” “Hey, I don't have any excuses,” Rainbow stated, starting to act defensively, “and I only apologize when I do something wrong, which is almost, like, never!” Trixie glared before she gave a mock chuckle. “Trixie supposes you're right. It was her fault to trust you Rainjerks. Besides, it was Sunset who betrayed Trixie.” “Sunset didn't do anything,” Rainbow retorted. “You dare lie directly to Trixie's face?” Trixie scoffed. “Please, Sunset hasn't changed at all. Her reformation was a sham and she is still the same tyrant she always has been.” “Take that back! Sunset is a good friend and she's always trying to make up for what she did,” Rainbow growled. “And she's doing a great job of it,” Trixie replied sarcastically, “by tricking Trixie and telling you her secret.” “She didn't tell us anything,” Rainbow exclaimed. “Nice try, but Trixie overheard you!” “But that's not fair!” “And why not?” Trixie questioned angrily. “Because we weren't talking about you!” Rainbow shouted. There was a moment of silence before Trixie spoke up. “You weren't?” Rainbow realized her mistake and covered her mouth. “If you weren't talking about Trixie, then who were you talking about?” Trixie pressed, her anger now replaced by curiosity. Rainbow removed her hands, stuffing them in her pockets as she looked away. “I really can't say.” “Right,” Trixie sighed, “you girls like to do those pink promises or whatever the hell they're called.” The two were quiet again until Trixie came to a realization. “Wait! That means Trixie outed herself.” Rainbow looked back to find a mortified girl and felt a pang of sympathy. “Hey, look, we all make mistakes. The girls and I aren't mad at you and we're still willing to be friends if you want.” “Really? Even after Trixie's outburst?” Trixie asked. “Sure! It's no big deal. And don't worry about the whole gay thing. We don't care about that,” Rainbow explained. “Of course. You already have a friend like Trixie, who is...” “Sorry, can't tell ya,” Rainbow gave an apologetic shrug. “But the rest of you know about Trixie. Isn't it only fair that Trixie should know who the other one is?” Trixie argued. “I guess, but it's not my place tell you,” Rainbow explained. “Well, from what Trixie overheard, it can't be you or or the pink one and Sunset probably would have said something earlier if it was her,” Trixie began to reason. “Think whatever you want, but I'm not helping you,” Rainbow said defiantly as she crossed her arms. “Hmm,” Trixie continued. “Trixie doubts it's Applejack. That girl seems way too focused on farm work.” “Alright, I'll give you that one,” Rainbow chuckled. “Maybe Fluttershy?” Trixie thought out loud. “No, if she was, I'd think she'd be too shy to even tell any of you.” “Hey, Fluttershy would tell us anything,” Rainbow stated. “A little defensive there?” Trixie smirked. “That's not what I meant,” Rainbow sputtered. “It's just Fluttershy and I have known each other for a long time and she would tell me something like that if she was.” “OK, it's not her then,” Trixie concluded. Rainbow thought about what she said and smacked her forehead. “Now there's Rarity. She likes to talk about the perfect man and has has gone on plenty of dates with many boys at school, but still, there's something about her...” “Nuh-uh,” Rainbow shook her head, “you're not getting anything else from me.” Trixie shrugged. “Well if it isn't her, that would only leave-” Trixie froze. The only girl she hadn't thought of was the one girl she thought about a lot. The same girl who, over the past week, had gone out of her way to talk to and make friends with Trixie. The same girl who kept acting weird whenever Trixie saw her. Trixie was filled with two emotions. One was the urge to smack herself for not realizing it sooner and the other was a sense of relief combined with joy for knowing that her feelings were reciprocated. “Um, Trixie?” Rainbow waved a hand in front of Trixie's face. “Wha?” Trixie shook her head and looked to the other blue girl. “You kinda spaced out there,” Rainbow explained. “Oh, uh, Trixie was just stumped,” Trixie lied. “Couldn't figure it out.” Rainbow seemed relieved. “Don't over think it. She'll tell you when she's ready.” “Of course,” Trixie nodded. Just then, the door to the clinic opened and Trixie's mother poked her head out. “Are you girls done? The doctor is ready to see us.” “Yep, we're done,” Trixie smiled to Rainbow, who returned the gesture. “Alright, hurry up then,” Trixie's mother said as she went back inside. “Glad were on good terms again,” Rainbow exclaimed. “Indeed. However, do you mind not telling the others about out chat? Trixie would like to apologize herself tomorrow,” Trixie asked. “Oh, sure, I guess,” Rainbow shrugged. The two teens walked back in and Trixie went through her appointment. On the way home, Trixie's mother gave her a cheerful grin. “You seem much happier,” she commented. “Yeah, we worked it out,” Trixie replied happily. “That's so relieving. I was worried about sending you to school tomorrow.” “Actually, I'm excited to go to school tomorrow,” Trixie explained. “My, I think the doctor was wrong. Surely you must by sick,” Trixie;s mother joked. Trixie laughed, but she was telling the truth. With her new knowledge, she couldn’t wait to see Sparkle again. Also, Trixie had been putting together a plan since her talk with Rainbow. Since Sparkle's form of flirting seemed to be putting Trixie into confusing, awkward or even embarrassing situations, then Trixie was prepared to flirt right back. “Be ready Sparkle,” Trixie said under her breath and she smile mischievously, “because The Flirtatious and Enticing Trixie is coming for you.”