Trixies Treehouse

by DodoPonys

Trixie builds a treehouse

Quiet mornings were rare for Twilight. Especially after becoming an alicorn.

Now the craziness of Ponyville was complemented with the less exciting and more dull but equally tedious obligations of an alicorn.

So while unwelcome, it wasn’t a big surprise for Twilight to be woken by a dull hammering coming from the ceiling of her room.

Sleepily Twilight walked over to the balcony to check what was going on. Was it Rainbow who was flying against the roof while sleepwalking, a winged timber wolf trying to build a nest on top of the castle? Or just Pinkie and Fluttershy throwing a birthday party for one of the birds nesting on top of the castle again.

If Ponyville had something special to offer, it was the unending possibilities of what could rudely wake you from your well-deserved slumber.

But while Ponyville had numbed her sense of the unexpected, Trixie building some kind of construction out of wooden planks next to her balcony was quite a surprise. Even for Twilight.
“Trixie. What are you doing?”

Turning to Twilight, while still hammering together more planks with her magic, Trixie replied.
“Building my own great and magnificent treehouse. Obviously.”

Twilight could barely control herself, to not immediately facehoof.
“But why here? How did you even get up here? Not to mention all the planks?”

“How I got up here? With a rope ladder obviously. Have you never seen one before?” Trixie shouts back. Dramatically throwing a rope ladder off the platform. The ladder unrolling herself, then staying completely still in the air without even touching the planks or the castle, shimmering slightly in her magic.

“That still doesn’t explain how you got all the planks up here” Twilight shouts.

“I ordered an express delivery from ‘Planks and Ladders: Treehouse supply’. It’s just 5 buildings away from here.” Trixie now climbing up the floating ladder to build the walls of her construct replies. “Don’t you even know who your own neighbors are?”

“That’s not a treehouse.” Twilight says while pointing to Trixie’s construction efforts.

“Not yet.” Trixie interjects. “As soon as I’m done, it will be the greatest and most magnificent treehouse in all of Equestria. What else could be enough for the great and powerful Trixie.”

“It still won’t be a treehouse even if you finish it.” Twilight says, while vaguely pointing at the castle. ”This is a castle. Not a tree.”

“Oh pish, posh. It grew from a seed, is as big as a tree and it even has leaves. So of course it’s a tree.” Trixie counters, while pointing at a small shrubbery that’s growing in a flowerpot on the balcony. “and not just any tree. It’s the biggest tree in Ponyville. So of course Trixie’s great and magnificent Treehouse has to be build up here.”

“This is not a tree. Trust me, I lived in a tree for years. I know what is a tree and what isn’t. And this is NOT A TREE.” Twilight shouts exasperated. “And besides. I live here. You can’t just build something on top of my castle.”

“Why not?” Trixie asks. “Who wouldn’t want to have the great and powerful Trixie as a neighbor. This honor should more than make up for the small and miniscule inconveniences that come from Trixie living on top of your roof.”

“Excuse me.” A pegasus with a white hart hat and a clipboard is interrupting the discussion. “Do you have a special permit for this building? Only Buildings lower than 40 meters are allowed here.”

“What! How? This castle is way higher than my treehouse.” Trixie says pointing toward the top of the castle. “Don’t tell me that you have to be a princess to break the local building code”

“No one in Ponyville can break the building code. Princess or not.” He looks with disdain at Trixie. “The only house in Ponyville outside of the architectural guild's scope of duties is Sugarcube Corner. And only because an unenlightened judge mistakenly ruled that buildings out of sweets are not buildings and therefore not the responsibility of the architectural guild, but those of the bakers guild.”

“That still doesn’t explain why miss purple pony princess here is allowed to build her massive castle here.” Trixie shouts back. “I am at least as great and powerful as her. I should be allowed to build here too.”

“This crime against the uniformity of this neighborhood?” He says pointing at the castle. “That’s a tree not a building. We of the architecture guild are professionals, not gardeners. We do not concern ourself with such unimportant matters such as trees.”

“Now get this thing removed by noon, or you will feel the full authority of Ponyville’s architectural guild.” He shouts, seemingly becoming more aggravated with every minute the conversation continues on.

“What? I will not bow to such restrictive rules, and continue with my great and magnificent treehouse.” Trixie confidently counters. “What could Ponyville’s architecture guild possibly do against the great and powerful Trixie.”

“By the rights given to us from the local building committee, we can and will send a demolition crew to destroy this building.” He now shouts with the endless rage only a bureaucrat, faced with a small infringement could have. ”And then seize your assets, to recuperate the resulting costs from you. The pitiful wagon you usually drag along with you, may even be enough to leave you with no further expenses from the demolition after being auctioned off.”

He flies forward, attaching a note saying in big red letters: ‘Clear for destruction after 12:00’ on Trixie’s treehouse and flies off.

Trixie blankly stares at him during his continued ramblings. Now finally starting to move again.

“As you see Twilight.” Trixie proudly proclaimed. “The great and powerful Trixie is right again. This is a tree.”

Now it was Twilight’s turn to stare blankly, as Trixie starts to disassemble her treehouse again. Apparently not even the powers of the great and powerful Trixie is a match for the full authority of Ponyville’s architectural guild.

Deciding that this was enough of Ponyville’s craziness for now, Twilight went back inside to make herself a nice cup of coffee. She just couldn’t take anymore craziness until she had her first cup of coffee. Or her second.

Author's Note:

A short story that I found the inspiration to write after finding this picture.

Comments

[LastToTheParty]

“This crime against the uniformity of this neighborhood?” He says pointing at the castle. “That’s a tree not a building. We of the architecture guild are professionals, not gardeners. We do not concern ourself with such unimportant matters such as trees.”

Cute little story. It seems that not even the Great and Powerful Trixie is a match for bureaucracy.

[Themaskedferret]

Poor Trixie, someday she will have her great and powerful home.

[Stahlseele]

i'd have left the treehouse.
a structure can not be higher than 40m?
so? what is the problem? the structure is not higher than 40m.
it starts further up but the structure itself is not 40m high.
probably even below 5m seeing how it will most likely only have the ground floor.
also, this would forbid buildings from being built on hills and mountains as well.

[Scyphi]

“Now get this thing removed by noon, or you will feel the full authority of Ponyville’s architectural guild.”

In the form of a very sternly worded notice. Notarized and in triplicate, of course. And the pony who will hand it to you will be frowning very hard too.

[Ralanost]

I just love the illustration. Trixie is such a goober.

[Gyro Pony]

This is such a Trixie thing to do

[ThePeer]

now I want a tree house.

[Georg]

After a brief trip to downtown Ponyville to get some quills, Princess Twilight Sparkle returned to find... nothing. No crystal castle, no crystal tree, and no Trixie's 'treehouse' anywhere to be seen. Only a gleaming sheen of crystal across where her home had been, level with the ground.

Five minutes of infuriated stomping later, Twilight managed to track down Trixie behind Sugarcube Corner, where she was trying to gnaw some of the trim free. "Where's my castle?" Twilight bellowed.

"How should I know, Sparkle?" she snapped back, tucking the loose bit of sugar-trim into a pocket of her cape. "The city crew made me leave while they carried out the demolition! They even gave me a copy of the work order."

Demolition order: Structure on the end of Crystal Drive built in violation of city code. Demolish and dispose at once. Signed, Marigold Mare, Mayor.

Ten minutes later in the mayor's office, where her oak door had proven rather less than effective against an aggravated alicorn's magic, the mayor in question was backed up against the wall and was making every effort to blend into the wallpaper. "I sign hundreds of papers a day," she whined, edging toward the window. "You can't expect me to-- Oh," she managed, catching a look outside where a rather prominent landmark was missing. "Um... I've been overworked lately and meaning to take a few weeks off. Why don't you stay in my house and run the mayor's office while I'm gone?"

"Of course," said Trixie. "And the Great and Powerful Trixie will permit Sparkle to sleep on your couch while our homes are being rebuilt."

[Mystic Sunrise]

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[Uz Naimat]

Good story. Short, sweet, humorous.

You could use a proofreader, though. I spotted plenty of typos throughout the story, including one in the title.

[Vaguely Demented]

I love the idea of someone just accusing any significant landmark as being a crime against uniformity.

[Aiwhisper]

Twilight is lucky it is a tree so it won’t violate building codes.

[Dragon Turtle]

an unenlightened judge mistakenly ruled that buildings made out of sweets

There are also many times where a character is described as shouting or screaming, but there are no exclamation marks.

[TheOneAJ]