Less is more

by SilverTongueOfCanterlot

Knight in shining armor

Author's Note:

Ok seeing how we'll this story is doing I have put Thai at the top of my lust guys, I'm not gonna make anymore fics until my current ones are done and this one is the first so look forward to more pages of this fic XD

Hoping to get a reading of this done but either way the next chapter should certainly be more interesting and possibly the longest.

I try to keep these chapters around the same length to keep readers interested, after all if the chapter is too long they'll get bored, if it's too short the fic will seem amature. So hey there you go guys tere is a method to my madness in these short chapters XD

English class went slightly different then normal, as we walked in Trixie didn't sit in the same place, unlike our other classes this class operated on a two large table system in which everyone was aloud to sit at any seat they wanted. And this time Trixie sat right next to me.

She have a smile as we took out our notebooks and paper, Trixie pulled a broken pencil from her bag and sighed. "Darnit that was my last one." I just gave a smile and handed her a pack of four pens and three pencils from a pack of twenty.

She gave me a look like I'd just slid her an embarrassing photo, her eyes were wide and she looked confused. "I've learned from experience to bring an abundance, especially with my spontaneous sketching habits." I said with a chuckle. "Do you need a sharpener?" I asked.

"N-no." Trixie replied slowly smiling. "Thank you."

"Not a problem." I said. "Keep them like I said I have tons, what's a few pencils and pens between friends?" Trixie gave a chuckle shaking one of the pens at me.

"Guess this makes us 'Pen' pals huh?" We both chuckled. I couldn't help it, the joke was kind if corny but I'd told worse and honestly I just loved hearing her laugh.

She had the cutest laugh. "I guess so." I smiled, she smiled back.

The task set for us by the teacher was simple, write a short story, while most students wrote one or two pages of their summer vacation or their last birthday, Trixie and I were a little different. I wrote a ten page story back to back (which means I used both sides of the paper) and all of it fiction, I never was good at writing real world events.

But when the teacher told us to switch stories with a person next to us and Trixie and I swapped stories I couldn't help but feel jealous, her story was only two pages longer but it was amazing, it made me laugh and I did love to laugh so it only made me love it all the more. It was a cute little story in which everyone in the school were equines, replacing words like hands with hooves and hair with mane. A lot of the story had heart warming moments and a cute little scene where the natural transition of winter to spring was done by hand, or as Trixie put it by hoof.

She heard me chuckling and turned to me smiling. "What?" She asked.

"Your story." I said. "It's cute, funny... You're a really skilled writer." Trixie blushed. "Though a little childish, I mean come on, ponies?" I teased rising an eyebrow smirking.

Trixie gave me a shove letting a mock gasp slip I chuckled. "Hey." She chuckled too.

"Just kidding." I said handing her back her story. "Seriously though, it's really good."

"Thanks." She replied. "Yours is pretty good too, I especially like the silver sorceress, where'd you come up with that?" She asked, now it was my turn to blush.

"Well, the same all the best writers do. I took inspiration from someone in my life." I looked directly at her smiling nervously. Trixie's previous blush returned with avengence, intensifying as she realized I was talking about her.

The rest of class went on normally, we worked quietly, reviewed each other's work when told and when class was over we headed out and met up near the statue infront of the school after getting the rest of our stuff from our respective lockers. Trixie was holding something behind her back, I peaked over her shoulder trying to see what it was but she shifted slightly to block it from my view. "What's that behind you're back?" I asked.

Trixie blushed. "J-just a um, well... Here." She grabbed my hand and stuffed something into it. "I.. I um.. Want you to have this."

I opened my hand, Trixie standing infront of me with a blush on her face, rubbing her arm nervously. In my palm was a small silver ring with a treblecleff encore rated into the shape of the ring. "Oh wow." I said admiring the flawless craftsmanship and the amazing detail, even the way it shined in the light as I twirled it in my hand. "Trixie this... This is amazing." I said which made Trixie smile.

"Thanks... I uh.. I made it myself." This surprised me very much.

"You... Made this?" I asked her, she nodded.

"I.. Meted down some these old silver coins I had, they were worthless, I know I tried to exchange them they were the equivilant to twenty five cents all together so.. I figured this was a better trade." I tried on the ring, a perfect fit.

"Wow... How did you?"

"I have a back for this sort of thing." Trixie said. "It was kinda tricky, the hardest part was making the mould but thankfully the school has a metal works area in shop class."

"Trixie.. I..." I was speechless, she'd made this for me, it fit right, it was beautiful and.. There was no doubt it was specifically for me, I hugged her. "Thank you." Trixie stood still for a moment then slowly I felt her arms wrap around me as she hugged me back, then I heard something, soft whimpering and I felt the warmth of tears on my shoulder, Trixie was quietly sobbing. "Hey now, what's up ?" I asked breaking the hug, holding one of her hands and wiping away her tears with the other before she pulled her hand away and began wiping them away herself, balling like a child.

"I-it's just... Normally everyone is so 'sniff' so mean and, and You've been so nice to me even though I barely remember you or even notice you and." I stopped her as I grabbed her hands pulling them form her face and giving her another hug, the way she was panicking and stammering like that, crying her eyes out unable to stop the tears... It tore me up inside.

I stood there a hand gently on the back of her head, the other on her back, holding her close as she cried into my shoulder hugging me tightly. "Shhh it's ok." I said letting her get it all out. "It doesn't matter if you didn't remember me right away you hear me? I don't care about that."

"'sniff' R-really?" She asked still crying.

"Yes... Now please.. Just calm down." I half begged half whispered to her, her feeling terrible was making me feel terrible. Trixie dried her eyes and looked up at me with a smile having calmed down a little, still.. I couldn't help but feel worried. "Hey.. Trixie?"

"Hm?" Trixie's slight smile faded as she tilted her head slightly in confusion.

I took a deep breath thinking carefully how to say this. "W-would you like to come over to my place tonight?" I asked. "Y-you could stay for dinner and we have a spared bedroom if you'd like to sleep over."

Trixie smiled again and I swore I saw her place a hand over her heart before quickly blushing for a moment and putting her hands in her pickets. "Um s-sure I... I'd like that." She said shyly. "Better then another lonely night in that crafty old wagon." She gave a nervous chuckle.. I only gave a sad concerned expression, followed by a warm comforting smile.

"Alright, we'll that puts my mind at ease somewhat." I held my arm out bent for her to hold onto. "Well then, shall we my lady?" I asked trying to lighten the mood with some good old fashioned none sense.

Trixie giggled before wrapping her arms around mine and walking with me, her head on my shoulder as she leaned into ye slightly. "Mhhh that sounds nice." She sighed the words contently which made me smile. In my other hand I held the silver ring she'd given me' using my thumb I slipped it onto my finger and slipped the hand into my pocket.

We started to walk away form the school, Trixie happily following me as I lead her to my house. 'Well this day was going splendidly.' I thought to myself. 'I had pizza for lunch, received a very thoughtful gift from a good friend and I now had one of the prettiest girls I knew on my arm and was bringing her home for dinner... Oh my parents would be proud.'

Comments

[Texus]

5725208 well thank you, i guess if this is going pretty well, maybe there is always the possibility for a sequel,....i feel like i would say that often enough, but sometimes i can´t help myself and ask rather soon for sequel, if i think a story is going to be very good.

[Texus]

I would have to read it again, but it looks like he would already know that he like her, or he just realized that he could really love her if something like this should happen, but i don´t think that he haven´t thought about it.

The second thing is, i am not sure how much Trixie is thinking about their relationship, i think she could just see him as a really good friend right now, and just don´t notice that she like him already, or she already start to think about him in a different way, but right now i think she sees him as a very...very very very good friend.

oh i forgot, that was one of the best chapters for me till now.