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Eyes On You - UnlicensedBrony



When Twilight takes in the wounded Trixie to nurse her back to health, she sets the showmare on the difficult path of learning to trust. 'Twixie' romance/adventure story, set a few weeks after the events of 'Boast Busters'.

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17 - Seeking Answers (Twilight)

“Eyes On You”

Chapter seventeen: Seeking Answers

The sounds of mirth rang throughout the bedroom as Twilight and Trixie sat, giggling companionably, upon the couch, sipping from their glasses and chattering whenever they found a pause for breath.

“Y-you're not serious!” said Twilight, between giggles. “You call him 'Old Man' because his forehead wrinkles when he smiles?”

“It used to,” Trixie corrected with a smile and a shake of her head. “You probably noticed that it doesn't anymore, but when we were children, he used to get really riled up about it. Believe it or not, he used to throw some very amusing tantrums.”

Twilight gave a little snort of disbelief. “But that's terrible! You teased him about his looks?”

“Oh, come on, Twilight. We were children, it was all fun, really. Besides, it's not like he didn't have nicknames for me as well.”

“Oho?” said Twilight, attention perked. “Such as?”

Trixie opened her mouth, closed it, then quickly turned her head away. “I-I don't remember.”

Twilight gave a little chuckle, punctuated by a loud hiccup that made her cover her mouth with a hoof. She hadn't noticed until now, but her wine glass was nearly empty again. As had become instinct, she magically lifted the bottle and topped her own glass up, before doing the same for Trixie's.

Noticing the gesture, the showmare flashed a smile and raised the glass to her lips.

“So, is that enough of an answer to satisfy your inquisitive nature, Twilight Sparkle?” she asked. “Or do you have more questions about Trixie's past with Flaire?”

“Hey, it's not my fault that you have a complicated history!” Twilight threw back with a chuckle.

Trixie scoffed lightly. “As if yours is any simpler, Miss Librarian, Princess' Student, Element of Magic--”

“Okay, okay, so we're both complicated,” said Twilight with a roll of her eyes. “But still, you know what I mean. I was starting to think that there might be some deep, dark secret behind that nickname.”

Trixie raised a brow and smirked. “Such as?”

“Oh, I don't know. Maybe that the two of you are actually immortal unicorns who grew up together a thousand years ago, and the story you told me was just made up. Or maybe that Flaire is actually a parasitic lifeform that's been possessing ponies across the generations, since the dawn of time...”

Trixie let out a chortle. “I-I think somepony has had too much wine.”

Twilight threw her a mock glare. “I'll have you know that I can hold my liquor very well!” she said, taking another defiant sip of her drink. Then she hiccuped loudly, eliciting another giggle from Trixie.

“Y-you know, Twilight,” said the showmare. “Just because a lot of things in our lives are complicated doesn't mean that nothing can be simple. I mean, take the two of us, for example.”

Forgoing her glare in favour of an intrigued smile, Twilight shuffled further into the couch pillows and waited for her partner to continue.

“We met, you saved me, I ran off,” said Trixie coolly. “Then I came back, you gave me a place to stay, we became friends and now here we are. Simple!”

Twilight couldn't help but giggle at the self-assured smirk on Trixie's face. “Sorry to burst your bubble, Trixie, but it wasn't that simple at all.”

Trixie's smirk morphed into a lop-sided frown. There was a short, thoughtful pause before she spoke again. “Well, okay, maybe not--” She flashed Twilight a smile. “--But it's simple now, isn't it? We're Trixie and Twilight, and we're... er...”

She trailed off, obviously struggling to find the words. She screwed up her eyes in concentration, looking almost pained. Twilight decided to take mercy on her.

“A team,” Twilight said firmly.

“Yes!” said Trixie, smiling widely again. “We're a Great and Powerful team. And today, not only have we defeated a bloodthirsty, raging chimaera--” She levitated the wine bottle over to her glass and shook out the last few drops. “--But we have also vanquished an entire bottle of Manehattan's finest champagne. Hic!”

Trixie brought a hoof up to cover her mouth, and the bottle slipped from her grasp. Twilight magically caught it before it hit the ground, though it was hard to concentrate with the giggles bubbling up in her chest.

“W-well,” she said, setting the bottle down gently. “We certainly do work well together. I can't imagine going out there and doing all that with anypony else, especially not in front of all those people.”

Trixie smiled warmly. “Neither can I.”

For a long moment, they just smiled at one another, until Trixie cleared her throat and lifted her glass again. “Ahem, well... Trixie will drink to that,” she said, offering the glass to Twilight. “Trixie and Twilight – Equestria's Greatest, Powerfulest showmare team!”

'We're much more than that, Trixie...'

...The words died on Twilight's tongue, and the shock of the strange urge to say them gave her pause. The wine was clearly getting to her, if she was starting to make sense of this whole 'more than friends' thing. Though, it wasn't really making sense--

A hiccup brought her back to the present, where Trixie was waiting eagerly for her to accept the toast. Mentally shaking herself, Twilight lifted her glass again and clinked it against her partner's.

Twilight and Trixie,” she said with a smile.

As the two of them rose the glasses to their lips, Twilight put the thoughts to the back of her mind – where they belonged – and enjoyed the sensation of the last of the wine draining from her glass.

* * *

Cuddliness. Warm, unequivocal cuddliness. Whatever it was upon which Twilight's head rested, it was the best pillow she'd ever had. Most of her body was still numb – probably from the wine – but she managed to crack a smile all the same. “Mmm. Good nap...”

There came a muffled grunt from beside her, and she felt the pillow shift a little. It wasn't exactly an uncomfortable sort of feeling, but it reminded her that she should probably check what time it was. So, slowly and slothfully, she craned open her eyes, and was met with the view of the darkened bedroom.

The fireflies in the lamps hadn't been roused, or even uncovered from the night before. The only light in the room was the pale moonlight creeping in through the gap in the balcony curtains, and it really wasn't very much.

Twilight tried to reach up and rub her eyes, but found that her hoof refused to move – it was stuck under something. That's when she noticed her pillow...

Craning her neck, she saw that Trixie was curled up on the couch beside her, with her chin resting gently upon Twilight's own back. The stuck hoof was trapped underneath Trixie's belly, which rose and fell softly with her breathing. She could actually feel the showmare's heartbeat.

Twilight's breath caught in her throat. She could remember closing her eyes for a second, and she could remember curling up on the couch, but... She and Trixie must've dozed off together.

Her heart started to thump faster, heat rose to her cheeks... she didn't understand. It was too warm. She suddenly needed air. Lots and lots of air.

Carefully as she dared, she extricated her hoof from beneath Trixie. She brushed the showmare's tail aside with her nose, trying desperately to ignore its wonderful softness. She set one of her back hooves down on the carpet and began sliding herself off of the couch, closing her eyes tight as she was careful not to jostle Trixie too much. She really didn't want to wake her.

When she'd finally gotten herself free, she held Trixie's chin with a hoof and lowered it gently down onto the couch pillows. The sleeping mare stirred, then shifted and buried her nose in her mane, grumbling something that sounded unnervingly like “Twilight...”

The lavender unicorn shook herself and took a few steps back. That she hadn't woken Trixie was a small comfort, and having some distance between them made it easier for her to think clearly. But she still felt a sense of anxiety, staring at the sleeping beauty on the couch.

She made for the balcony door, pulled aside the curtains and was outside before she even knew what she was doing. As she heard it click shut behind her and felt the cool breeze on her face, she let out a sigh of relief.

It was late – Manehattan was dark and a full moon hung in the cloudless sky. Twilight drew up to the railing and looked idly out over the dim light of the slumbering city, before turning to the horizon.

The shock began to fade away, little by little, as she took steady, soothing breaths through her nose. After a few, long moments, it had gone completely, leaving her with a calm, very much awake state of mind to look back on her little panic attack. She couldn't help but let out a little chuckle at herself. What a silly thing to panic over – it's not like she woke up having drooled over Trixie's coat or something.

The chuckle led into another quiet sigh. For all the time she'd spent with Trixie over the past... however long it was... it actually seemed to be getting harder to understand what was between them. Friends. Partners. A team...

She had friends. She'd had sleepovers with her friends, and woken up next to Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Rarity at least once each. She'd never panicked, and she certainly never felt flushed – there was really no reason to.

She'd been part of a team with those same ponies, plus Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, but this was hardly like that at all. Teammates relied on one another, but that was about the only similarity she could make between the two relationships.

Granted, she'd never had a partner before, but being partners was pretty much the same as being teammates, wasn't it? The only difference was that it was just the two of them. The whole thing was a little more... intimate.

Her frown deepened. There was something more between her and Trixie. She could feign ignorance all she wanted, but it was becoming clearer every day.

First it was a smile, a few words and a satisfying warmth in her chest. Then it was a touch, here and there... a hug, and a closeness different than any she'd felt before. Glances, wistful gazes, long stares into one another's eyes. Those moments when she felt drawn towards Trixie, mind blank and throat dry.

She closed her eyes.

'I'm not a child. This should make sense. It does make sense, I know it does! But...'

In reality, there was only one thing that she thought it could be. But that had to be wrong. There must've been something she'd missed, something she'd overlooked in the stressful task of helping Trixie get back on her hooves. There had to be. Because, if there wasn't, that would mean...

Twilight opened her eyes and gazed out towards the moon. “...More than friends...”

It made sense... sort of. She had read about this before, but never in any textbook. It was all fairy tales, story books, make-believe... nothing worth paying much attention to, beyond enjoying the read. Or so she'd thought.



“Something on your mind, Twilight?”

Twilight started, but she didn't jump. She closed her eyes and let out a little breath of relief. “Princess, you startled me.”

“My apologies, dear. I always try to announce myself before I appear like this, but I tend to get that reaction quite a lot.”

'Oh, I wonder why...'

Twilight shook her head and looked up as Celestia joined her beside the railing. “Is everything alright, Princess?”

“Quite alright, yes,” Celestia confirmed with a smile. “I hope you'll forgive the intrusion, it seems that I'm making quite a habit of these late night visits. There is something... alluring about moonlit balconies, don't you agree?”

“Alluring?” Twilight repeated. “I... um, well, I suppose so?”

“That was a jest, Twilight,” said the Princess gently. “I was simply out for a flight, and happened to notice that my faithful student was looking a little lost--” She emoted a glance around the balcony. “Your partner is not with you?”

“No, she's sleeping,” said Twilight.

Celestia nodded sagely and turned her gaze to the horizon. “I am not surprised, after seeing that performance earlier. You both did wonderfully, if I may say so.”

Twilight smiled. “Thank you.”

“So, why are you not with her?” the Princess asked. “Surely you are just as exhausted as she is, so I'm led to believe that there is something else keeping you awake.”

There was a short pause as Twilight mulled over her response. “I was. But I woke up and... started thinking.” She gulped on reflex and refocussed her eyes on the side of the Princess' head. “About her.”

“Is that so?” said Celestia coolly. She didn't so much as turn to oblige Twilight by meeting her eyes. “And these thoughts are bothering you?”

“No, not exactly,” said Twilight. “They're confusing, but not really bothersome.”

“Mm.”

Beyond the grunt, the Princess made no other comment or effort to press the matter, and a silence fell between them. Twilight wasn't sure whether or not she was grateful for that. It would've been a little embarrassing to talk to her mentor about a matter like this, but it might also have been enlightening.

They stayed in silence for a few moments more, before Celestia spoke up. “Have you any idea what she has planned for after the Display?” she asked.

Twilight threw her a questioning look. “I'm sorry?”

“Trixie,” Celestia explained. “From her demeanour, I judged that she is almost certain that she's going to win. So, I wonder, where does she plan to take herself after Manehattan?”

The question certainly took its time to sink in, and Twilight spent a good few seconds thinking about it before she was struck by a sudden realisation. The wind seemed to stop blowing. The eerie silence that followed brought with it a disturbing line of thought in the wake of Celestia's question.

“After...” Twilight breathed.

Now that she thought about it, the Display was the only reason that Trixie had come back to Ponyville in the first place. It was her reason for staying around long enough to become friends with Twilight.

...It was the only reason they were still together.

“Has she not mentioned anything to you?” Celestia asked.

Twilight slowly shook her head, the implications still setting in. What happened after the Display? When Trixie no longer needed her? She had no doubt that they would remain friends, of course. But still, Trixie was a travelling showmare – she... travelled. The Display, Ponyville, Twilight... they were all just another page in her story.

“Is something wrong, my faithful student?”

Twilight shook herself again and stared down at the railing, breath coming heavier than normal. She tried to steady it.

“I-I'm not sure,” she said. “She's been on the road most of her life, so after this...”

“...She'll probably continue her travels,” Celestia finished with a comprehending nod. “And you are afraid that you won't see her anymore.”

The words, spoken by Twilight's elder, wiser mentor, stung her deeply. They made sense. Why wouldn't they? They were true, after all.

Just as she was closing her eyes to try and make sense of what she was feeling, a warm, feathery white blanket draped over her back. She looked up to meet Celestia's smiling eyes.

“Do you worry that you will lose her as a friend?” the Princess asked. “That she will forget you when she leaves?”

“I-it's not that,” said Twilight. “I know we'll still be friends, but it's just that... I've gotten so used to her being around. I can't imagine what it would be like if she were suddenly just... not there anymore.”

The Princess closed her eyes and nodded. “I understand. And I am sure that she feels this way about you as well--” She gave Twilight a sympathetic look. “--But such is the life of a pony who lives for the road. She could no sooner abandon that life than you could leave behind your Ponyville friends to join her on her travels.”

Twilight understood the words, and she nodded along with them, though in the back of her mind she nurtured a secret thought. 'Could I do that?' she wondered. 'Could I leave behind Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash and everypony, if it meant that I could stay with Trixie?'

Logically, it was easy to answer. She couldn't just abandon her life and go off on some adventure, leaving behind everything she knew. She couldn't trade a life with all of her friends for a different life with a single one of them.

Not logically.

“Unless, of course, she had a reason powerful enough to forgo that life in favour of staying,” Celestia continued thoughtfully. “But I can scarcely imagine something that could convince her to do that. Can you?”

Twilight's mind was already working in overdrive, so much so that she was feeling the beginnings of a headache above her eye. But even so, she didn't want to stop.

This bond they shared... it was strong. Twilight knew that much for sure. But was it strong enough? Was being with Trixie more special than being with all of her friends? It was an impossible question...

“I... I don't know,” said Twilight, lowering her gaze to the ground in defeat. “It would have to be something very special.”

“Indeed,” said the Princess.

There seemed to be all too short a silence before Celestia sighed and lifted her wing from Twilight's back, leaving an uncomfortable chill in its place. Curious, the lavender mare threw her mentor a questioning look.

“You'll have to forgive me,” said Celestia, looking out over the city. “I believe I still owe you a cup of tea, but we shall have to cut this visit short once again. I've just spotted a pair of my guards on the prowl, no doubt trying to track me down.”

“...Track you down?”

“It can be... difficult, for a Princess to find some time to herself these days – with formality, tradition and such,” said Celestia. She gave Twilight a conspiratorial kind of smile. “Thus, I occasionally allow myself the little misdemeanour of... sneaking out.”

Twilight simply blinked, dumbstruck, as Celestia lifted up a hoof and pressed it against her own lips in a hushing gesture. When she lowered it, she let out a tinkling laugh before leaning down to cross necks with Twilight.

“I am sorry that I can't be of more help, my dear. Perhaps you should talk to Trixie about this? If she does feel the same way, the two of you may be able to work something out.”

At the touch and the reassuring words, Twilight managed a smile as she closed her eyes. “Thank you... I might just do that.”

Celestia held there for a moment longer before standing up and unfurling her wings. She flashed Twilight one final smile. “Farewell, Twilight. I shall try to stop invading your balconies, though I fear I may not be able to help myself.”

Twilight let out a giggle. “I don't mind. Good night, Princess.” She bowed her head, and in another moment the Princess was gone, leaving her alone again.

Staying out there on the balcony was certainly an option, but it suddenly didn't seem so appealing. In the Princess' wake, a blanket of drowsiness quickly began to drape over Twilight, and she brought a hoof up to her head on instinct.

'I need to rest,' she told herself. 'Clear my head, so I can focus tomorrow...'

The balcony door yielded to her gentle push, and she slipped inside without a sound. A glance over at the couch told that Trixie was still sleeping soundly, with her nose buried underneath one hoof whilst the other sprawled lazily out in front of her.

A thoughtful look spread onto Twilight's lips as her hooves led her over to the couch. As always, Trixie looked adorable when she was asleep – completely relaxed and serene. Even just standing there, watching her, Twilight's thoughts began to come more clearly.

'I want us to stay together,' she mused. 'But I care about my friends too. I don't know whether I could really leave them in Ponyville...'

She reached out and gently started to run a hoof through Trixie's mane. It was soft and sleek as ever, and the rhythmic brushing did wonders to soothe Twilight's nerves.

'But maybe I could...' She tilted her head and frowned thoughtfully at her sleeping partner. 'Have you thought about this, Trixie? Would you give up travelling if I asked you to stay with me? Would you let me leave everything behind and come with you?'

With a silent sigh, Twilight stopped brushing and climbed up onto the couch, laying down on her belly opposite Trixie. Following a gentle urge, she shifted her head over to press up against Trixie's outstretched fetlock, just firmly enough that she could feel its warmth against her cheek. All the while, she kept her thoughtful eyes on the showmare's half-covered face.

A reason powerful enough... that's what Celestia had said. Whatever they would decide when they finally got around to talking about it, they both needed that reason to stay together.

Twilight's reason was laying right in front of her. Did Trixie feel the same way?

'I'll give her a reason,' Twilight thought, as her eyelids started to droop. 'I'll show her that I can get her what she wants...'



'I'll win the Display. Whatever it takes.'

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