The Magician and the Mischief-Maker
“Ah...ah...Achoo!” sneezed Sunset as she went flying out of her bed, her head slamming into the bed frame. “Ow! Ugh...what a way to get up...” she stretched her arms again and then rubbed the back of her head, “Another day, another rough waking up...at least it wasn't some drink or something that did it to me...”
A few minutes later, Sunset scratched through her hair and did her usual morning routine. As she proceeded to the kitchen, she noticed a certain someone full of perky energy.
“Good morning Sunset!” exclaimed Luna as she took a sip of coffee. “Oh, it is so nice to have coffee again!”
“No kidding. Nice to see you in good spirits again Luna.”
“But of course! I feel wonderful now that I have this wonderful drink in my system!” Luna said as she began to sway back in forth.
“Luna.” Celestia hissed. “No morning dancing. Me and Sunset had to go buy that coffee last night since you kept forgetting.”
“Sorry.” Luna blushed in embarrassment.
“It's fine.” Celestia took a sip of coffee. “Just remember to keep your coffee stocked. There's no need for Sunset to see you act like a sleeping slob.”
“I said I'm sorry sis!”
“It's okay Celestia.” Sunset said as she walked over and made a cup of coffee. “I don't mind. It was...interesting to find that out about Luna.”
“No...it's not Sunset.” Celestia deadpanned, trying to do a comedic tone with it. “Take that back right now...and could you get me a refill?”
“Sure.” Sunset handed the pitcher over. “So...did I tell you two that I've been going over to the Music Club? I haven't joined but I been recently going over there...”
“No you didn't!” exclaimed Celestia. “Getting an interest in music?”
“Maybe. I've been trying their spare guitar in there...” Sunset took a sip, her face expressing a slight blush. “It's...interesting. And relaxing. And kinda fun.”
“That's good to hear.” Celestia said with a wink. “Just tell me if you join or not. I'll gladly help you if you want to go into music.”
“Thanks.”
Celestia's arm reached over and hugged Sunset's shoulders. “I'm just glad you're trying things! Don't ever stop.”
“I won't. Thanks Celestia.”
“Of course.”
Some time later in a certain hallway at school...
“Okay...can Trixie ask you something about all this?”
“Sure.” Screwball replied, her tongue sticking out to the side.
“Trixie knows that all you love to do is pull pranks...and play the trombone when someone messes up. So...why are you agreeing to just shadowing Sunset? You know, besides you wanting to prank her.”
“Well...let's just say I want some good info on her. I need to plan all my pranks out in advance so I usually shadow people that I want to prank.”
“Oh. Trixie didn't think you would think that far.”
“Or maybe I just want to find a good opportunity to just go up and throw a surprise pie in her face.” Screwball shined a devilish grin. “Then I would probably get rid of this whole 'team-up' thing with you and go find someone else to prank.”
“Hey! You agreed to help Trixie and not do one of your dumb pranks!”
“Yeah...you're right. Pies are dumb. I guess the classics just don't do it for me anymore.”
“That's not what Trixie meant!”
“Yeah it is.”
“No it's not!”
“Yeah it is.”
“No it's-Shut up! We need to be on the lookout for Sunset!”
“But she's not here yet and you keep acting like you wanna argue with me.”
“Trixie does not want to...” Trixie blinked several times as gears began to grind in her head. “Wait a minute, this is some kind of prank from you, isn't it?!”
“What do you mean?”
“You want Trixie to be distracted and mess up so you can laugh at Trixie, don't you?!”
“No. Where did you get that idea?” Screwball replied, her tongue still sticking out.
“Trixie knows that face. You're playing Trixie for a fool, aren't you?!”
“No.”
“Yes you are!”
“No I'm not.”
“Yes you are!”
“No, I'm-” Screwball then turned her head and pointed at the club room door. “Oh, hey. There's Sunset right now...and she just entered the club room.” Screwball turned back and shined her usual goofy grin. “I think we just missed her.”
“What?!” yelped Trixie as she glanced at the door. “When did that happen?!”
“Well...” Screwball began to count her fingers, “It all started when you wanted to start arguing with me over pies and-”
“Shut up! Trixie is going into the club room right now!” Trixie barked as she began stomping down the hallway. “Trixie can not believe she has to work with you to figure out this stupid secret thing!”
“You're yelling your thoughts again.”
“Shut up!”
The two then entered the room, only to find Lyra giving Sunset the spare guitar and Bon-Bon talking to Vinyl. The duo watched the scene unfold for a little, trying to not make any noise.
“You good?” asked Lyra as she planted a stand in front of Sunset.
“I think so...” Sunset said as she put a book on the stand and began flipping through the pages. “Let me see...no...no...ah ha! Here it is! I want to try this first.”
“Hmm...seems like a good song to start with.” Lyra said while rubbing her chin. “Just remember to not overdo it, you're a beginner after all.”
“I know. Thanks Lyra.” Sunset cricked her fingers, ready to start strumming the first notes. However, Lyra's hand waved in front of Sunset's face.
“Sorry. Before you start, could I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Are you...are you gonna join the club? I mean, you've come the past two days and...”
“I'm still thinking about it Lyra.” Sunset let out a sigh. “But...I am considering it. Sorry.”
“It's fine. Take your time.” Lyra waved her hand again. “Sorry, one more question.”
“Shoot.”
“Are you really sure you can't...you know...” Lyra leaned in and whispered. “Talk about the magic book a little?”
“No. Just like I told you yesterday, I can't Lyra. Sorry.”
“But...”
“No.” Sunset shook her head. “I'm sorry Lyra but I can't. So...please just drop it, okay?”
“Awww...” Lyra drooped her head down. “All I wanna know is if its magic or not...”
“Sorry.” Sunset began to strum the guitar. “I just...sorry Lyra.”
On the other side of the room...
“Now they're whispering to each other...” Trixie began to grit her teeth in anger. “Grrr...they're up to something...say prankster, can you-huh?” Trixie turned her head, only to notice Screwball talking to Vinyl. She quickly went up and tapped Screwball's shoulder. “Prankster! You're supposed to be helping me!”
Screwball turned her head with a frown. “Yeah, but you're loud and I wanna talk to Vinyl. She's setting up some cool new recording equipment.”
“Trixie doesn't-” Trixie's mouth stopped moving as a lightbulb suddenly shined above her head. Actually, it was Screwball, who had quickly grabbed a chair and held a lightbulb over Trixie's head. “Hey! Stop playing around! Trixie just got a brilliant idea and you're ruining Trixie's moment!”
“You're yelling your thoughts again.”
“Trixie is not-nevermind.” Trixie walked past Screwball and up to Vinyl. “Vinyl, Trixie would like to ask a favor from you.”
“Sure, what's up Trix?”
“Don't call Trixie that.” Trixie wagged her finger at Vinyl. “Trixie was wondering if you know where Trixie could get a small recording device.”
“A small one? Like a hand-held?”
“Yes.” Trixie nodded.
“Hmm...I think I got an old spare you could use in the back inventory room. Will that do?”
“Yes. Wait...that's part of our inventory? Trixie runs inventory and that isn't on our list.”
“I know. I put some of my junk back there every now and then.”
“Vinyl! That room is for inventory only!”
“Yeah I know.” Vinyl shined a casual grin. “I'll let you borrow the recorder if you let keep some of my stuff back there.”
“Why you-” Trixie's face went beet red as she readied herself to yell at Vinyl. It was then that her mind told her otherwise. 'Don't argue with her Trixie. Just take the deal and get the recorder or you'll be stuck here yelling like you were with the prankster.' After her mind had calmed her down, Trixie sighed and said, “Fine. Trixie agrees.”
“Okay. It should be in one of the piles back there.”
Trixie then turned and proceeded to the back room. There, she rummaged through piles of instruments and equipment, trying to find the recorder. “Sweet magic! Why is this room so disorganized?!”
“I thought you did inventory.” Screwball said, her head poking into the room.
“Shut up! Trixie does inventory, not clean and file!”
“But isn't-”
“Don't finish that sentence!”
Some time later in another school hallway...
“Okay Screwball, tell Trixie your schedule tomorrow.”
“My schedule? Why?”
“Trixie is not near the club room in the morning. All of Trixie's classes are on the other side of the school. Also, Vinyl is staying inside the club room for the rest of the day so Trixie can't do her plan right now.”
“Oh. I have a few classes that are close to the club room in the morning. Why?”
Trixie placed the small recorder in Screwball's hand. “Trixie noticed that the past two days, Sunset always sits in the same seat in the club room. Trixie wants you to go to the club room tomorrow morning and tape this recorder under that chair.”
“Tape the recorder? Why would...oh! I get it! You wanna record her and Lyra's conversations, don't ya?”
Trixie nodded. “Yes. Can you do that tomorrow?”
“Okay...on one condition.”
“What?! Why is-” Trixie stopped mid-sentence. Her brain told her two words, 'Remember Vinyl?' Steam exited her nostrils as a scowl appeared on her face. “Fine. What's the condition?”
“You have to help me set up my next prank against Sunset.”
“Trixie will not...actually, that doesn't sound so bad.” Trixie presented her hand, only for Screwball to quickly shake it. “Deal.”
“Okey-dokey! I'll set up the recorder tomorrow!”
“Good.” Trixie began to shine a huge grin and started to spread her arms as she laughed. “Soon the Great and Powerful Trixie will know their secret and all will be revealed! Hahahaha!”
“You're yelling your thoughts again.”
“Shut up!”
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Great chapter! YOSH I loved this! Especially with Screwball putting that lightbulb over Trixie's head when she got her idea! LOLZ. As for what I believe will go wrong?
Sunset either won't be there, the tape recorder might break (maybe the chair for that matter), or someone else will take Sunset's spot on the chair. SO MANY POSSIBILITIES!
6853374 Glad you enjoyed the chapter!
6853384 Me too!
6853386 The next chapter may take a bit to get out though...a lot of stuff happened today that kinda put several roadblocks down in my life. Hopefully I'll still be able to crank out some chapters every now and then...
6853390 That's fine. Take your time. I'm patient. And relax. No pressure either.
6853396 Yeah...thanks.
6853402 Sure thing!
6853403 You're a great pal...well, time to get back to writing!
6853409 Why thank you!
You too.
6853517 Why? Because all of this is happening?
I predict <flash of lightning and creepy music> The recorder will not have a tape in it and Sunset will sit in another chair.
Let me guess, in the next chapter they'll forget to put the tape in the recorder, isn't it?
Also, what's Trixie's issue with Sunset? I thought she knew it was Screwball who set the bucket trap on her.
6853631 You could consider Screwball the straight woman in this. After all, she's basically doing that to annoy Trixie.
6853678 Yeah...but Trixie is holding a grudge toward Sunset since she was supposed to be the one that got pranked. And she's paranoid and jumped to the wrong conclusion. She also blames Sunset for her ending up in detention due to her ego.
Sunset scratched thru her hair
1. Through. You went too much shortened speak there.
A hand held recorder? Umm... If this is like the one those journalists use then I can probably guess two things: 1. The button needs to be held down to actually record. 2. No tape inside. Well, she did say it was old.
Edit: I forgot a third point. It follows up with the first one. You actually need to hold it close to the person speaking in order to record clearly, if not you get muffled noises. This includes under the chair.
The recorder will run out of tape just as Sunset is about to say something that sounds really secret and interesting. Bonus points if the rest of the recording is Vinyl's loud dubtrot music.
As for what will go wrong with Trixie's plan:
"Trixie demands to know why didn't you turn on the recorder!"
"You only asked me to tap it under the table, you never mentioned turning it on!"
Screwball answers with a mischievous smile.
somehow I get the feeling that Screwball will tape it under the chair, but won't put a tape inside or don'T start the recording before leaving. She only agreed to place it, not to make sure it can record anything
I'm starting to like Screwball now. Is she related to Discord and Lemon Zest?
6853867 Fixed it. Thanks.
6854543 Just Discord. I established that a few chapters back.
6854182 Thanks.
Maybe she forgets to turn it on?
Great Chapter AandWGuy..
Also Don't Know Why But I Sense Great Fail Withen The Next Chapter.... And Maybe a Bad time....
6856017 A bad time...I have no idea what you're talking about...
Screwball put the recorder but forgot to put it on?
I have no idea, but I expect shenanigans.
6856399
you know what am talking about
not gonna push... but i hope you are filled with determentaion and are able to make many more awesome chapters/stories.
6858618 The power of your comment...has filled me with determination!
Somebody steals the tape recorder.
I'm gonna guess that Screwball is going to literally tape the recorder: either she's going to put tape inside it, all over it where the recorder is obvious, or unknowingly put tape from where the recorder actually records so that it won't be able to eavesdrop.
My other guesses are:
- The recorder is broken
- Sunset sits somewhere else or doesn't go to the music club that day
- Totally unrelated conversation happens
- They didn't actually grab the recorder, and got something deceivingly similar in appearance.
On to the next chapter to see if any of my guesses are right.
vinyl talking is just wrong i am postive she is a mute as she has not talked in any episode or any of the movies and she was a supporting character in the 2nd movie even getting her own short yet still no dialog from her and i think that makes her a verry interesting character as showcasing a mute in a postive way is a good thing
Screwball will tape something else to Sunset's chair, and record herself plotting with Trixie saying her thoughts out loud, then play it back over the school PA system...
Sunset will never be the same after sitting on a hidden hand buzzer...