Just as it sounds. Trixie reluctent to tell me how she got to earth I take her in.
It started as a normal day, my dad and mom just left the house and my brother is still asleep. However when I get to turning over on my side I find a certain light blue unicorn next to me in bed. reluctant to tell me anything I have to cope with living with the "Great and Powerful Trixie," as she has introduced herself as, though I know her true title.
I groaned as I looked at my clock which I had recently found. "7:10, A.M. and mom is gone and so is dad," I smiled. I rolled over on my side. I felt a poke at my ribs. "Ah!" I spoke out loud. I looked at my blanket, a little blue speck showed itself. "Huh?" I lowered the covers seeing a light blue unicorn. "What the hell!?" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Amazingly my brother didn't wake up from that. The pony yawned. "Can you keep it down?" she asked smugly. "The Great and Powerful Trixie is trying to sleep," she finished.
I widened my eyes. Suddenly our dog ran upstairs. Of course since mom and dad left he's out, I thought. She jumped up. The Great and Powerful Trixie gazed at me who exchanged the gaze. "W-W-Wha?" she couldn't talk. "Where am I?" she questioned.
"You’re in my room," I said slipping on a pair of jeans.
Trixie was speechless. "How did I get here?" she asked herself.
I shrugged. Our dog started to bark. "No, no Mackey!" I scolded.
She looked at me for a moment. "Wh...What are you and who are you colt?" she questioned again.
I sighed. "I am what you know as a human, and my name is Gabriel, and I am not that young I am thirteen," I groaned.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie has no time for such introduction," she said so vain.
I sighed. "Look, figure out how to change this I'm going down to my living room," I said walking to the door.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie shall come as well," she declared.
I tapped my chin. "I-I'm not so sure about that," I said.
The dog again proceeded to bark. "Mackey!" I hissed. "Ignore him, he's just active," I sighed.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie shall ignore this dog," she told me.
I sighed I knew she was vain. "Fine follow me," I waved my hand forward. Trixie soon followed. "Alright, can I get you anything?" I asked.
She tapped her muzzle slightly. "The Great and Powerful Trixie is kind of hungry," she shrugged.
I opened the pantry door. "How about a cheese snack does that sound alright?" I offered.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie will eat that I guess," she yet again shrugged.
I handed her a cheese snack. She takes a bite of the cracker with cheese on it. "How does it taste to you?" I asked
"The Great and Powerful Trixie is satisfied," she declared.
I nodded. "Good, now, if you don't mind I'll be over on my computer over there," I pointed at my computer.
"What is this computer you speak of? The Great and Powerful Trixie demands to know," she told me.
I scratched my head. "Well, a computer is a...electronic device, we can search anything with this," I told her.
Trixie looked at the device. "Can The Great and Powerful Trixie try?" she asked.
I shrugged. "I guess go ahead."
She nodded and looked at the keyboard. "What is this?" she asked.
I looked at what she was questioning. "This is called a keyboard," I clicked a few keys. "See this is how you search something," I explained.
Trixie nodded. "The Great and Powerful Trixie understands," she nodded. She stared at the keyboard and started to click buttons. I sighed. She wasn't hitting one or even two; she was hitting half of the keyboard. I put my hand on my forehead. "Here, get up," I told her.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie takes no orders from a mere human," she declared.
I sternly look at her. I still heard our dog barking. "Get up!" I repeated slightly raising my voice.
Trixie sighed. "Fine,” she got up.
I nodded. "Alright, so what was your search going to be?" I asked.
She looked at me. "I was going to search myself," she responded.
I nodded. "Got it, so T-R-I-X-I-E," I said aloud.
"No that's all wrong," she said.
I rolled my eyes. "Sorry, T-H-E G-R-E-A-T A-N-D P-O-W-E-R-F-U-L T-R-I-X-I-E," I corrected aloud.
She smiled. "That's better," she smirked. "Alright, let's see," she gazed upon all the pictures that popped up. Sure enough we got to the risqué pictures. "Yeah, I don't get these," I admitted.
She stared. "I-I-I don't like that brat Twilight Sparkle like that," she groaned at the graphic sexual looking pictures. She shut off the computer. "You know that's not all we do," I quickly added.
She turned to me. "What was that?!" she yelled.
I cleared my throat. "Um...well, maybe I should start from the beginning, you see, one day, someone named Lauren Faust made a TV show, it's title 'My Little Pony Friendship is Magic' that's how I know your name is Trixie and your stage name is The Great and Powerful Trixie, one day someone wrote his thought on this show, the person brought up the fact that TV shows at 2011 the year the show started saying how it was different animation, at that time animation was going nowhere, then came 'My Little Pony Friendship is Magic', so someone decided to watch the show and then most likely someone recommended it to someone then so on-" I was cut of Trixie.
"Okay, but how does that explain that picture?" she questioned.
I sighed. "I was getting to that, so then at some point someone posted a picture of something like that," I pointed at my computer.
I looked at my clock it was 8:39 A.M. Trixie gagged. "That's disturbing," she swallowed.
I nodded. "Yes, but there are those who just write fanfiction, not sexual ones," I added.
She cocked her head. "What's that?" she asked.
I shrugged. "It's this," I walked to my computer. I suddenly sneezed.
"Is everything alright?" Trixie asked.
I nodded slightly. "Yeah, one minute," I grabbed a glass and put water in it. I grabbed my medicine.
"What was that?" she asked.
I sighed. "This is my medicine, I have allergies to dogs," I admitted.
Trixie nodded. "Alright, so what is this thing you were talking about The Great and Powerful Trixie demands to know," she declared.
I smiled at her. It was hilarious. She really thinks herself as great and powerful. "Yes, well, it's like this," I pulled up my account name "The King Of Darkness, my password is ********** and let's see, there we go," I clicked on Wonders my story.
I watched as Trixie read quite fast. I guess this should be expected for this vain mare. I thought to myself.
"Ready?" I asked I was ready to scroll down.
Trixie nodded. "Yes, The Great and Powerful Trixie is ready," she answered.
She's actually starting to annoy me. I thought to myself again.
"So what did you think?" I asked.
She shrugged. "It was alright," she laughed unconvincingly.
"Honestly, everything okay?" I asked.
She looked at me. "It needs more Great and Powerful Trixie," she declared.
I sighed. "Look not all stories need Trixie in it," I told her who shook her head.
"All stories need The Great and Powerful Trixie in it," she claimed.
I rolled my eyes. "Look, I admire your likes, but you have to stop saying "The Great and Powerful Trixie" your name is Trixie," I told her.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie won't take that from a worthless child!" she raised her voice.
I rolled my eyes. "I seem to be the only one here that knows this world, so listen to me more often or you'll be out on the streets," I threatened.
Trixie nodded quickly. "Fine, but I won't take away my title," she told me.
I sighed. "Fine, would you like some coffee?" I asked.
Trixie looked at me puzzled. "What is this coffee?" she asked.
I sighed. "I should've known, it's a type of bean, once it's crushed it makes coffee, try it," I hand her a cup of coffee.
I saw she struggled to sip her coffee. I chuckled. I walked over to her. "Let's try this," I pour some creamer in the strong black coffee. "Try it now," I said after stirring it.
She sipped the coffee. She only shrugged. "It's fine, I still prefer tea, but this is alright," she admitted.
I heard a loud opening of a door. "Huh, it sounds like Seth is up," I said.
She looked at me. "Who is this Seth?" she asked.
I kept looking at the stairwell. "He's my brother, quite good with our dog,” I answer. I started to hear the footsteps get louder. I called up. "Hey Seth, how are you?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "I'm good," he responded.
I took a sip of coffee. I looked at Seth for a moment. It wasn't long before he yelled. "Gabe!!" my older brother yelled inside the dining room.
I walked over. "Yes?" I asked knowing what his response would be.
He blankly stared at Trixie. "Do you see what I see?" he asked.
I sighed. "Yes, Trixie is here," I responded.
He still blankly stared. "Why?" he asked.
I shrugged. "Why are you here?" I asked turning to the light blue unicorn.
Trixie rubbed her head. "To be honest I have no idea, I cast a random spell I stole from that Twilight Sparkle, and then I woke up in your bed," she sighed.
Well, this can only go well. I thought. "How long should this last?" I asked.
Trixie shrugged. "I am not sure, I don't recall the spell," she admitted.
Oh, that's just great. I thought to myself. "Alright, how do you think dad and mom will react?" I asked Seth.
He shrugged. "I don't know Gabe," he responded.
"I guess only time will tell, for right now, Trixie I guess you’re here for now," I said turning to the pony grabbing another cheese snack. Trixie came up. "Do you want to see some magic?" she asked.
I shrugged. "Sure, show us what you've got," I told her. Her horn started to glow her natural magic color. A small plush pony appeared. "Whoa, good job Trixie, you made did a simple appearing spell," I mocked. Even if I couldn't do magic she isn't the most powerful unicorn. Trixie shook her head in shook. "How dare you mock the Great and Powerful Trixie!" she raised her voice.
I sighed. "Right sorry," I apologized.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie forgives you," she nodded.
"Well, feel free to get another cheese snack," I told her.
She used her magic and moved another cheese snack to her. She nodded. She opened the cheese snack and ate it. "Well, at least I found something you like," I said happy she won't starve.
"Don't you have other stuff that The Great and Powerful Trixie would like?" she asked.
I shrugged. "Maybe I'm not sure," I admitted. Seth sighed this is starting to get strange.
I sighed. The dog was still barking at Trixie. I stared blankly into the TV. "What is this?" Trixie asked pointing at the turned off TV.
I took a moment. "This is called a TV," I said keeping a close eye on Trixie.
"And what's it do?" she asked.
I sighed and turned it on. "It's an entertainment...device," I took a moment to think of the right words.
Trixie nodded. "So it's like The Great and Powerful Trixie's magic?" she proudly lifted her head.
I shrugged. "Yeah, kind of, you can call it that," I said then I realized she admitted her magic is more of entertainment.
I looked at Seth who was still dumbfounded by the horse sitting on our couch. "Is something wrong?" Trixie asked.
Seth shook his head. "Nah, it's that this is the strangest day we've ever had," I admitted Seth nodded in agreement.
I cleared my throat. "Anyway, would you like a tour of our house?" I asked the blue mare.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie would," she said in third person.
I sighed at that. "Okay, why don't we start with here," I showed her the kitchen. "A bit small but, it's a kitchen," the phone rang suddenly startling Trixie. I picked up the phone. "Hello?"
On the other line was a high pitched fake voice. "Hi dad, is something wrong?" I asked.
"No, but can you pull out the chicken at lunch?" he asked.
I looked at Trixie. "Sure. By the way, we're having one extra guest," I said.
I except my dad smiled. "Okay, hey you didn't meet her at another one of your parties did you?" he said jokingly.
I felt a slight blush grow on my cheeks. "No, but can you actually swing by the store and pick up some more salad?" I asked him. I know she wouldn't like chicken. I sighed. I saw that Trixie was staring at me the short time I was on the phone. As I placed the phone down, she shifted her attention to the put down phone. I again sighed. "This is called a phone, everyone has one," I said.
Trixie butted in. "Don't you mean every-pony?" she asked.
I rolled my eyes. "For you yes, for us humans we call them everyone," I explain.
Trixie nodded of course she was resentful to admit her mistake. "I...I knew that," she lied.
I rolled my eyes. I opened the freezer to see if we had chicken sure enough we do. I closed the door.
I looked at the clock. It was only nine A.M. "What do you say, keep the tour going?" I asked.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie agrees with keeping the tour going!" she yelled thinking a flash would come under her hooves.
I lead her to my bedroom. "You've been here," I felt a bit of a blush grow on my face. I walked her to my brother's bedroom. "This is my brother's bedroom, as you can see, he has basically what I have, except he has his guitar on his stand," I pointed out.
Trixie looked lost. "What is a guitar?" she asked.
I tapped my chin. How would I explain a guitar? I thought. "Guitars is an instrument, much like the cello, or, wait, you know what an acoustic guitar is right?" I asked her hoping for a yes.
She nodded. "The Great and Powerful Trixie knows what it is," she smugly said.
I nodded, "Okay good, this makes more noise when strummed," I said.
Trixie somehow plucked the strings with her hoof. "It's not louder at all," she said.
I rolled my eyes. "That's cause you need it to plug it in first, you need to put one end of this cable into the slot on the guitar, then you put the other end into the slot on the amplifier," I explained.
Trixie nodded. She immediately picked up the cord with her magic and put both ends into the slots. Before I reacted she turned the amp on. A screeching hiss came from the amp. Mackey ran upstairs quickly. "Um...with my brother's amp, you need to turn off all the settings first," I added letting my hands slightly off my ears.
She was still resentful. "I...I meant to do that," she said a bright red blush of embarrassment growing on her face.
She put the knobs fully off. She used her magic to bring the guitar to her side. She also used her magic to hold a pick.
I watched as she started to play these chords it was pretty impressive. I clapped a bit. Great, I'm just building up her ego. I thought to myself as I clapped. She waved a hoof in front of me. "Please, please, hold your praising until I finish," she told the one person even listening to her playing. She put down the guitar. She rubbed her forehead. "Are you alright?" I asked her as she rubbed her head.
Trixie immediately looked all noble. "Yeah, just...The Great and Powerful Trixie, well she isn’t exactly used to holding something like that, for that extended time," she admitted.
I nodded. I can only imagine the horrors like that. "I understand," I lied slightly.
"You understand? You don't have a horn…or do you?" she questioned.
I pushed her away. "Whoa what are you doing?!" I asked pushing her away from my stomach.
"I'm looking for your horn," she said.
I sighed silently. "I don't actually have a horn," I said. I quickly heard the phone ring. I ran downstairs and picked up the phone. Seth was frantically looking for the phone. "Hello?" I asked the other line.
A female voice spoke. "Hi, I just wanted to see how you're doing," the other line said.
I sighed slightly. "I'm fine mom, so when will you be home?" I asked looking at Trixie.
"Maybe around the normal time, why?" she asked.
"No reason, by the way, we have a guest in the house," I said.
"Gabe, I told you not to open the door for anyone!" she hissed.
I sighed a bit. "In my defense I was tired," I defended myself.
My mom sighed. "Fine," she groaned.
I put back the phone.
I sighed. "Shall we finish the tour?" I asked her.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie agrees," she spoke.
I lead her to our small laundry room that connects to the garage. "So, this is where we wash our clothes," I said.
"Why do you wear clothes all the time?" she asked.
I almost chocked on my own spit. "Wh...What?" I asked hoping that I miss heard.
"Why don't you just wear clothes in formal events?" she asked rewording it.
I felt a flash of heat go to my cheeks. "Well, uh...you see...we have laws," I explained vaguely.
"Well, that's a dumb law," she huffed slightly.
"You know it doesn't apply to you," I added.
She looked at me before a question came out. "Is this all your house?" she asked.
I shook my head. "No," I said. I lead her to my parents' bedroom. "This is where my parents sleep," I looked at her.
I pointed at the door in front of my bedroom door. "That's the bathroom," I said. I followed downstairs.
"Where does this door lead to? The Great and Powerful Trixie demands to know," she demanded to know.
"That leads to the garage," I answered.
She nodded. "Okay, The Great and Powerful Trixie, she understands now," she responded.
After finishing the tour, and some more irritation on her part. I saw the time. "Oh," I got up and saw Seth was microwaving the left over rice. "So, I should probably try and figure out how to get dad to let her stay shouldn't I?" I knew the response.
"You know you don't have to," Seth said looking at Trixie. "She isn't that important," Seth said.
I shook my head. "That might be true but I don't want her to die in a mugging or something," I admitted to Seth.
"Well, you have a fair amount of time to think of something," Seth assured me.
I looked at the time. "I guess you are right," I admitted. I think I'm going to skip an episode of Naruto, just for today," I said.
Seth nodded. "Yeah," he agreed with me.
I sat down at the table. Trixie was at the couch. "Hey, Trixie," I called her over. There was no response. I sighed. "Hey, Great and Powerful Trixie," I forcefully corrected myself.
She turned her head. "Yes?" she asked.
"I have some rice, this you might like," I said. I put some rice in a small bowl. "Come get it," I said.
Trixie levitated the bowl over to her seat. It’s no wonder she isn't liked, she's a bitch. I thought to myself. I grabbed my spoon. She levitated her spoon. She carefully put some rice in her mouth. She kind of liked it, it was more flavorful then cheese snacks. "How do you like it?" I asked the blue mare.
She smiled a bit. "The Great and Powerful Trixie likes it," she spoke in third person.
"Good," I said taking another bite of my rice. This'll take some getting used to. I thought to myself.
I looked at Trixie who was sitting comfortably on our couch. Our dog was still barking. "Sorry our dog, I don't think has seen any horses except in the holidays, and none of them looked like you," I said.
She tilted her head. "How so?" she asked.
"Well, they aren't exactly your color, and they don't exactly have any mark either," I chuckled silently.
Trixie nodded slightly. "The Great and Powerful Trixie understands!" she yelled kind of.
I sighed as I glanced back at Seth. "Is she for real?" Seth asked hoping for a no.
I nodded sadly. "Yes, she's most likely here to stay," I said lowering my head.
I looked at Seth. He walked upstairs for a moment. He walked back down with his guitar. He started to play his guitar. Trixie watched looking unimpressed in truth she was really impressed. I knew what was coming to mind; how is he playing that so well. I heard the phone ring a third time. I picked it up since Seth didn't seem to hear it. "Hello?" I said.
"Hey, it's me," the other line said.
I looked blankly at the phone. "Um, who is this?" I asked.
"C'mon we saw you a while back, it's me Tony," Tony reminded.
I nodded. "Oh, hey Tony, is everything okay?" I asked him calmly.
The man what I expect he shook his head. "Nah, nothing’s wrong," he said.
I glanced at Trixie still in awe with the concept of the more portable phone. "Are you sure?" I asked again.
"Who is it?" Trixie asked while I was still on the phone.
"No one you know," I said in a hushed voice.
"Who was that?" Tony asked.
I looked at Trixie. "No one, just someone I met, her name is Trixie a-" I stopped when Trixie cleared her throat to get my attention. "Sorry, she prefers to be called the Great and Powerful Trixie though," I said. Again I'm just feeding her ego. I looked at Trixie who lifted her head proudly.
"Oh, I just wanted to remind your dad we're coming over today, is Thor around Kane?" he asked jokingly.
"No, 'Spartacus' isn't he's at work," I said. Damn I am getting annoyed with that nickname, I'm Kane Seth's Abel, he's Spartacus, and dad is Thor, it's starting to get annoying. I sighed. "I'll pass it to dad," I said.
"Great Kane, you do that," Tony said.
I hung up the phone. "Oh crap, I have to explain Trixie t-" yet again having to correct myself. "To Tony and Rita, dad and whoever else will come today!" I paced the room.
I walked back and forth. Trixie looked at me in question. "What is wrong with you Mister Gabe?" Trixie was oddly polite.
"Oh, you can call me Gabe no 'Mister' in it. It's that I have to explain you to my parents, you...well you will be hard to explain," I bit my bottom lip. "Well, let's pray to god they understand," I exhaled in the thought of how my parents will react.
"Why wouldn't your parents understand?" the blue unicorn mare asked.
I sighed. "We-" I cut myself off when the phone rang. I ran to the phone. "Hello?" I asked.
It was my dad again. "Hey, I need you to pick up a few things, list's on the counter, same with the money," my dad said on the other line.
"Fine, bye," I hung up. "Well, be right back Trixie," I said she cleared her throat loudly. I again sighed. "Well, I’ll be back soon The Great and Powerful Trixie," I said with no more words.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
I looked at her. "I'm going to the store, be back soon," I responded.
"Can The Great and Powerful Trixie come?" she asked giving me the puppy dog face.
I shook my head. "Oh, oh no, I can't let you come, I need you to stay," I didn't want to show her off to the world.
"C'mon!" she pleaded something I didn't expect from her.
I shook my head again. "No, I'll have a hard time explaining it to total strangers," I said.
"What if your father comes home?" she smirked.
"My brother will explain," I returned with a confident smirk.
Trixie looked at my brother. He was sitting down. "Please, please," she was almost on her hooves almost.
I gave a loud sigh. I just know I'll regret this. "Fine come on, let's get going," I said. She followed me to the door. She squinted at the light as I opened the door. "You okay?" I asked putting on my sunglasses.
"How can you stand that?" Trixie asked.
I laughed of course she never used a pair of sunglasses. "Here, these will help," I handed her another pair of sunglasses.
We were only a step outside before one of our neighbors saw us. He waved. "Hey there," he smiled.
"Hi," I moved more and more outside then Trixie stepped out.
I saw our neighbor's face; it was the face of shock. I ignored him and kept walking. Only a little down the road was a little girl and her mother. "Hey look mommy, there's Trixie," she pointed.
The mom didn't pay attention. "That's nice sweetie," the mother said returning to what I've expected to be an important phone call. "For your information, I am The Great and Powerful Trixie, not 'Trixie'," Trixie finally said.
That immediately caught the attention of the now angry mother. "How dare you talk to my daughter like that," the mom turned to me and Trixie. With that she fainted. I sighed. I knew I'd regret this. I thought. "See! This is exactly why I was hesitant to allow you to come!" I told her before walking again.
"Whatever," Trixie shrugged. She kept following me. We were walking down the street.
"So you have no idea how you got here?" I asked again this time with a bit more calmness to it.
Trixie nodded. She kept her head high because of her pride. "Not a clue, The Great and Powerful Trixie has no idea how she got here," she said trying to sound noble. It was hard to though.
"Anyway, stay out here," I told her.
Trixie was puzzled. "Why can't I come in Gabe?"
I cleared m throat. I then pointed to a sign it red No pets allowed except seeing eye dogs. "Does that answer your question?" I asked in spite.
"So? I am a pony not animal," she smugly said.
I shook my head. "No, a pony to us is an animal to us humans," I said seeing both people fleeing from me, and also Trixie's smug grin lower to a frown.
"Look, I'll be in there a few minutes so, you know, just stay out of sight," I pleaded.
"What are the magic words?" Trixie was milking it a little.
"Please," I said.
"No," Trixie responded.
I sighed with the thought of what she what me to say. "Please Great and Powerful Trixie, just stay out of sight," I pleaded to the animated pony.
"Fine, The Great and Powerful Trixie will do as you ask," she said probably feeling satisfied with my defeat.
I coughed a bit. "Alright, I'll be back," I walked in.
Trixie looked around. She hid near the door. She leapt into a trash can. Just then a woman dropped her semi-empty drink into the trash can that the pastel pony was in. She curled her muzzle to the stench in the trash can. I finally came out after maybe thirty minutes. "Trixie, are you ready to go?!" I asked in a louder tone to make sure she heard me. She came up and gasped for air. "Hey, you responded, with only 'Trixie' this time," I smiled are we getting progress?
"The Great and Powerful Trixie needed air, The Great and Powerful Trixie was not responding to you," she remarked before long.
"Right, my bad," I roll my eyes. "Anyway you ready to go?" I asked.
She nodded. "Yes The Great and Powerful Trixie is ready," Trixie said trotting alongside me.
Soon we got home. I unlocked the door. I opened it with a surprise at the other side; my parents. "Mom, dad, uh...how was work?" I asked calmly.
"Gabe who is that?" my dad asked me.
"Who?" I then looked to his pointing finger. "Oh, her, she's named Trixie a-" I was cut off by Trixie. With a clear of her throat I sighed. "Sorry, this is The Great and Powerful Trixie," I reintroduced.
"It's nice to meet you," Trixie said with an elegant fake voice.
Dad sighed and looked at my mom. "Gabe, honey, what is she doing here?" my mom asked.
"Uh...that's the thing, I don't know what she's doing here," I admitted.
Dad looked at the animated pony. "What should we do?" my mom wondered.
Finally my bother spoke. "We could keep her, I know that's what would be right," Seth said.
Mom and dad sighed. "I guess we could do that," dad said.
"Remember, she's your responsibility," my mom said.
"Hey! I take offence to that lady!" Trixie hissed.
My mom meant not to offend her. "Sorry, well, I guess you can stay here," my mom thought she would regret this.
"Alright," my dad looked at the clock. "Okay, it's five P.M. I'll get dinner rolling," my dad said.
"What's for dinner? I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Steak, and salad," my dad said.
"So, steak and salad for us, and salad for 'The Great Powerful Trixie' tonight," I said with a glance to Trixie.
"Sounds good, one question though," Trixie looked to me of all the people.
"Shoot, what is it?" I asked with an uneasy ready for the worst face.
"What is steak?" she waited for a fair response.
"Steak, is eh...steak is where we..." I trailed off as I tried to think of words to say. Oh forget it. "Steak is cow, you see, we humans eat cow, we kill it, and we eat it," I looked away to shield me from the blast that was surly coming. It never did though. "Really, care if I try?" my heart sank, Oh shit! She wants to try it! Doesn't she know cows are hooved animals! t's like cannibalize! "Eh...a-are you sure a-about that?" I asked.
She nodded. "Yes," she responded.
I sighed. "Fine, I guess, I guess it’s good I got extra steaks then," I gulped what will she think of it?
I sat at my desk. Trixie looked at me I was typing. Typing something like this:
"Hey there Mister Voxal!" three little girls said moving aside from his path.
He smiled back. "Hi girls h-" Vox stopped as he realized something; the fillies outfits actually. "Uh...girls, why are you wearing that?" he asked.
Sweetie Belle smiled widely. "it's our next cutie mark attempt, some-pony said he needed something that he called a 'consort' I don't know what that means, but he gave us a list of items to buy!" her voice squeaked.
I looked at Trixie. "Yes?" she looked confused.
"What are you writing?" Trixie asked staring at the computer.
I looked at the computer. “I was just retyping this for grandmother is all," I explained.
"But what is it?" she asked again.
"This is called fanfiction," I responded.
Trixie still held her confused look. "A what," she blinked totally lost.
"If you like a story so much that you are not happy with something, well, you make your own story," I explained.
"So, you are writing?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
We then heard a voice. "Gabe! Trixie, dinner!" my parents yelled.
"C'mon, The Great and Powerful Trixie," I led her to the stairs where she awkwardly walked down the stairs.
We managed to get down. We sat at the table, there five chairs out. Normally it was four, but seeing as we have a new member in the household, we had to get her a chair. She instantly grabbed a small piece of steak and popped it in her mouth. "Eh...is it supposed be this tough?" Trixie asked.
"Huh? Oh, your teeth weren't really meant to eat meat, so, this is a little uncommon," I explained to her who was eating the salad.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie thinks she'll stick to salad and other things of that nature," Trixie held her head high. "Wait, where am I going to sleep?" Trixie just realized.
I tapped my chin. "We'll work on that, you can sleep on the couch," I offered.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie does not sleep on a simple sofa," she proclaimed. I was starting to get a headache. "Just sleep the sofa The Great and Powerful Trixie," I begged her. Sure it was only dinnertime but it's good to know where you sleep. What will happen tomorrow? When we have company over. I can guess it won't be good. Wish me luck. Wish me luck at explaining Trixie to my other family and friends. I know I'll need all the luck I can get.
Warning this is the saddest chapter of this story so far and this is supposed to be a comedy!
I paced the room. Alright, alright, how to explain this? I repeated the same question in my mind. "You know what Tr... The Great and Powerful Trixie? You know what I don't know how I'll explain this," I admitted to the blue unicorn sitting on the family couch. "This is just too ridiculous to explain," I waved my arms in the air in annoyance. "I'll never explain this, what do you think of this? I woke up and saw her in my bed? Wait... that sounds wrong," I rubbed the back of my head.
"It does," Trixie grabbed your arm.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Trixie looked at me letting my question go unanswered. "I was just looking at your arm," she said simply.
I was a bit confused. "Uh... that's pretty creepy Trixie... eh... The Great and Powerful Trixie," I corrected seeing her frowning face.
"Fine, I'll stop," she let go of my hand.
"What was that?" I smirked at using "I" while referring to her.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie said: The Great and Powerful Trixie will stop," she changed her words.
A sigh left my lips. So much for that. I grumbled in my head. "Alright, you I don't want to lock you away somewhere," Though that would be much better then explaining no, no, no. I shook my head dismaying the past thought.
Silence was broken by my brother. "This'll be fun," he chuckled lightly that was a little out of character of him, though... we do have an animated talking pony in our house and that's what is odd to me? I sighed still pacing the room. "I'm noticing I'm doing a lot of pacing this week, started yesterday you know why?" I glanced at Trixie who just shrugged.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't know," she or at least I hope she was joking.
I just played along with her. "Because of you," I acted as if I had her in a strangling position.
She was actually looking confused. "Who is The Great and Powerful Trixie making you pace The Weak and Displeased Gabriel?" she asked giving me a stage name.
"Please, be quiet, and no nicknaming me beyond Gabriel," I told her slightly angry at the blue mare.
"Fine, The Great and Powerful Trixie won't do it again Gabriel," she huffed blowing few strands of her mane out of her eyes.
"Can The Great and Powerful Trixie ask you why you were up so early?" she asked tilting her head.
I crossed my arms at the end of that question. "Really? You ask that? Fine, first I woke up to a pony poking at my ribcage in my bed, then, I found the pony were you, then I had to explain you to those two," I breathed in after pointing my finger at my parents. "On top of that, my entire family will know about this pony living with me and my parents and brother. So... I am kind of stressed out," I blew out hoping that to help slightly with the anger building up inside me. It didn't. I looked at the clock. It's only 6:01 A.M. it should be later! I again started to pace the living room.
"I'm sure those relatives will love The Great and Powerful Trixie!" she yelled suddenly I hushed her.
"Shh... it's only six A.M. people are trying to sleep," I hissed at the light blue unicorn.
She huffed at my action. "Whatever," she looked away from me. I sighed and turned on the TV. I noticed nothing on. I then just put a random number I call it "TV roulette". It switched to hub or at this time was playing My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ironically enough it was "Boast Busters" the first episode of Trixie. Silence overtook the living room.
Trixie broke the silence. "I-Is The Great and Powerful Trixie really that famous?" she asked staring into the TV.
"Uh... kind of, you are, I guess," I felt awkward about this.
"Great!" she clapped her hooves.
"Yeah," I pat her back. She gave a happy squeak. "You originated from there or... at least I thought you did," I looked over to the third seat on the couch. I looked away and then back. I started to just talk to Trixie. "So how does it feel to be a unicorn?" I asked her.
"It is fantastic! The Great and Powerful Trixie can do anything as one!" she seemed to have been prepping for that question for a while.
After a while I heard my brother's door loudly open. I smiled at him. He began to walk down stairs. "I do wonder if anyone misses you Tr... The Great and Powerful Trixie," I was unsure if anyone would.
Meanwhile in Ponyville
"I miss The Great and Powerful Trixie," Snails frowned being pat on the back by Snips.
"I know Snails, it's not like her to disappear, I miss her too," the hugged each other.
Back on Earth
"Probably not," she shrugged she was unaware of the fact she just told me she has little friends.
"Yeah, you’re probably right," I shrugged, "what was I thinking, who would miss you," I covered my mouth as I realized my words.
She frowned did I do something? I mean I know what I did but... did I do something for the good or bad? I don't know. A tear formed in the corner of her eye. "Your right Gabriel, The Great and Powerful Trixie isn't 'great and powerful' at all," she frowned at herself.
I sighed I wanted to see this so badly Trixie crying... but now that I've seen it I want to stop it. I put my hand on Trixie's shoulder. "Now, that's not true," I comforted the unicorn. "You are 'great and powerful' you just have been led astray," I chuckled slightly. "Did I really just say 'astray'?" I never say that. I cleared my throat. I wanted to be serious for the moment. "Look, I can help," I smiled at her lifting her head to meet my eyes.
"Would you come with me?" she asked out of the blue.
I blinked lost entirely. "Huh?" I as said before I blinked totally lost.
"Would you come back to Equestria with me?" she reworded the question.
I tapped my chin trying to process the question. "I don't know… I’m... I-I... I would," I sighed looking at my hands. "Please tell me you have a way back," I pleaded I was ready act to be willing then get out of range before it was successful.
"Trixie doesn't, Trixie just feels right asking it," she responded taking out her 'great and powerful' section of her name.
"Hey, where is your happiness?" I asked trying to motivate her.
"Out the window," she responded flicking Mackey off of her hind hoof.
I pat her back. She has no friends does she? "Hey, now what's your name?" I asked her slightly in a motivating voice.
"Trixie," she looked away from me. I don't know why.
"That's wrong, what's your name when you got here?" I said slightly more motivating.
"The great andpowerful Trixie," she said in a trailing off tone.
"C'mon The Great and Powerful Trixie," I was willing to do anything to help her gain her confidence back.
"My name is Trixie Lulamoon," the unicorn spoke.
"No it's not!" I snapped at her for her own good.
She closed her eyes. "YOUR RIGHT GABE MY NAME IS THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE" the unicorn held her head back.
Good, she has her confidence back, I'm happy. Besides I don't think I can do any more yelling. I rubbed my throat. I had never even while singing ever hit that loud of a note.
My voice was weak but understandable. "Good for you The Great and Powerful Trixie you really are 'great and powerful'" I pat her blue back.
"Well, The Great and Powerful Trixie couldn't have gotten the confidence back alone Gabe, so thank you Gabe," she said happily clapping her hooves. "But, in honesty would you go with me to Equestria if I was to find a way?" she asked with the most adorable smile.
"I would, someone has to make sure you stay on track don't they?" I playfully nudged her shoulder. She then stated to cry on my shoulder. "Shh... let it out," I said with her crying on my shoulder I would be willing to let her be there all day if we didn't have anyone coming over.
Finally. After three hours of crying some from her and a little from me. I can't help but cry when someone else does. She sniffed. "Okay Gabe I'm done," she said gleaming at my slightly watery eyes.
"Okay," I let her go and saw both of our tears have soaked each other her tears soaked my shirt and my tears soaked her coat. I sniffled and looked to the stairs. My dad was coming down. "H-Hey dad," I waved trying to look normal though he saw something was wrong.
"Everything alright, you seem stuffy, and your eyes are watery are you alright?" my dad asked questioning the watery eyes and occasional sniffing.
"Y-Yeah dad, just was talking to The Great and Powerful Trixie, she accidently stabbed me in the eye," I lied I wasn't sure how he would react if I was to say the truth.
"And why is her eyes watery?" he asked noticing Trixie's watery eyes.
"The wind, it keeps blowing in her face making her eyes water," I responded making my eye twitch to make it seem as though my lie was true.
"Alright," he said with a hint of nonbelief in his voice.
I checked the clock. 10:09 A.M. Okay, only dad is awake and mom is coming down now but Seth isn't up yet. I saw my dad slip on shoes and a jacket. I saw my mom in a jacket and shoes. "Where are you going?" I asked I went to the store yesterday where do they need to go today?
"We're going to Disney World," dad said unmeaningful and with a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Where are you truly going?" I asked a little more curiously and meaningfully.
Dad rubbed my buzz cut hair cut. "We're going to go to the store, and then we just go where we please," my father explained.
Like that hasn't been done before. I smirked with a tad bit of laughing. "Alright," I smiled just then Seth came down. He sat on the couch. I sipped my coffee. "So... have you thought about how you will explain the whole pony thing?" Seth asked he knows their coming today.
I shook my head. "Shit I'll think about that," I said it scares me about the fact they will be here tonight.
I again began to pace around the living room... again! My eyes were still slightly watery from an hour ago. "Okay, okay, how 'bout this: Tony, Rita, David, Carl, this is The Great and Powerful Trixie, how does that sound?" I asked not stopping to stay in one place.
Seth shrugged. "Sure," he said, I rolled my eyes at him. I just remembered something.
"Oh geez Nana she's coming today! Ah!" now not only do I have to explain this to our other relatives I also have to explain to my grandmother who this is, what she is, where she came from, granted... I'd need to explain that anyway but that's not the point.
"Who?" Trixie cocked her eyebrow.
I sighed. I grabbed her shoulder. "My grandmother, I now need to explain you to her as well," I explained to Trixie who was still on the couch her coat slightly dry. My shirt was still quite wet. "Look, I'll take a nice hot shower and think this over," I smacked my left hand to my face.
"Great, I'll join you," Trixie followed me.
I immediately stopped. "What?!" I shoved her away then shoved away Mackey. "You'll 'join me'? Hell no," I kept my distance.
"Isn't that what you humans do?" she asked in confusion.
"Eh... yeah... but that's if someone is married or in love with one another," I said thinking to myself. I can't believe this! I have to explain this kind of thing! At thirteen! I still kept my distance.
"Oh..." she blushed quite a bit.
I coughed lightly. "No harm done, wh-where did you even learn that?" I asked her kind of wondering where her information came from.
"Here," she handed me a book entitled: 'Humans: Our Behaviors and Habits'. That explains that. I thought to myself.
"I'll see you in a bit," I again smacked my face with my right hand this time.
"Alright," she said looking innocent. Something's wrong with that I knew that I thought nothing of it however.
After a while she went upstairs to look around a little more. She heard a voice, my singing voice. She understood some lyrics.
Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice
As the story we knew of sugar and spice
But a rainbow's easy once you get to know it
With the help of the magic of a Pegasus device!
That's where it ends. I opened the door suddenly seeing Trixie her ear pressed on the door. "What the hell Trixie!?" I was shocked to see her.
"Uh... hi," she spoke blushing slightly. I knew why though.
I sighed a bit confused on what she was doing. "What the hell were you doing?" I asked bringing my face to hers.
She looked at me for only a moment then spoke. "The Great and Powerful Trixie likes your voice," she spoke I felt slightly angry that she was right outside the shower.
"Look, you can't just do that every time," I said slightly scolding her. I looked at the clock. "Look, can you help square away the house?" I asked to be honest I wasn't expecting her answer.
"Of course," that startled me that she is willing to help me.
I shook my head shaking off the fact she is willing to help. "Eh... great. Uh... can you get the feather duster above the clothes washer," I directed her to the room.
She levitated the duster to me. I took it after I caught a glimpse of it. I began dusting the room. "So do you promise to come with The Great and Powerful Trixie? And is this grandmother of yours kind?" Trixie asked that question made me turn back to her.
"Uh... well, yes, she's pretty nice, and, I do promise" without thinking I did something that I didn't realize. "Cross my heart and hope to fly stick a cupcake in my eye," I Pinkie Promised. I turned back to dust again still unaware of the mistake I made.
She held her head high. "The Great and Powerful Trixie would like to meet her," she spoke I began to get used to it so no headache this time.
"You will," I assured still dusting.
"I mean I want to meet her when she comes in," she added.
I stopped dusting. "Eh... I don't know that I like tha... you know what; it'll be easier if I was to introduce you to her before the party, so... I guess you're coming after all, they should allow you, if they ask, you're a pet that's all the animals they allow," I waited for a poor response.
"Fine, The Great and Powerful Trixie is a pet," she despite the forceful need to act as a pet held her head high and proud.
"Well, we should get going soon, I just need to put new sheets on the bed, new pillows, and bring my guitar and bass into my brother's room," I picked up my guitar and bass with one hand each. I brought them to Seth's room.
I looked at the time. It is almost one P.M. "Well, thanks for the help Trixie," I thanked she nodded and followed I was still unsure of taking her to the airport. Oh well time will tell on how she does. I climbed into the car my brother followed into the seat next to my mom who is driving. My dad had to work. Trixie sat next to me. I looked over at her. I saw some sort of nervousness to her.
"You alright?" I asked her seeing her nervousness had increased.
She glanced at her. "Yeah, I'm fine Gabe, just cold," she said shivering.
I nodded. "Hey, mom, can we lower the air?" I asked. My mom lowered it.
The phone rang my mom picked it up. She spoke. "Hello?" she asked the line. "Hey Rona," she said.
"Hey Anjie, how about you bring Marie here and we could talk and have some snacks how does that sound?" the other line offered.
My mom looked back at me and Trixie. "Uh... sure," she responded. I slapped my hand. "Can I please be dropped off back at the house when we pick up nana?" I begged, "I still need time to figure out how to explain this," I admitted.
My mom sighed and slowly nodded. She knew this would take a lot of time. "Sure I guess," she sighed and opened the door after turning it off. "C'mon Trixie," I helped her out.
We walked inside immediately the pastel pony looked in awe. No one seemed to care about her. Some even just looked at her and kept walking. When we got upstairs to the place nana is supposed to be in a while. I then heard a voice I heard yesterday. "Look mommy it's that mean pony again," the little girl maybe five or so said again with the mother not paying attention.
"Again my name's The Great and Powerful Trixie!" the pony hissed.
The mom looked at her to yell words however, caught in her throat just like last time. She then fainted. I sighed. "Really... Again?!" I slapped my own face.
"This happened before?" my mom asked.
I nodded. "Yeah, yesterday, same people actually," I rubbed the back of my head.
Trixie saw other people look at her for a moment. They didn't care about the talking, animated, unicorn that's a first.
We finally saw nana after what felt like hours. Her eyes were watery. I got up and waited for her reaction to how tall I am. She hugged me, then Seth, then my mom, then all of us. She looked at me then saw Trixie behind me. "C'mon Trixie, we better get going," I yelled behind my shoulder.
"Gabe, who is that?" my grandmother asked staring at Trixie.
I bit my lip. "That's Trixie, or... The Great and Powerful Trixie, she doesn't seem to correct me when saying it wrong, but... she might to you, I don't know," I admitted walking with mom. I struggled to carry the big suitcase. Trixie saw me struggle.
"Would you like help?" she offered.
I was dumbfounded. Trixie of all ponies offering to help me? Something's wrong. "Uh... sure," I said a light blue aura formed around the suitcase. I grabbed a bag from Seth. I picked it up and put it in the trunk of my mom's car. We started to drive. "So how was your trip?" I asked noticing my grandmother was still staring at Trixie.
She shook her head. "It was good thanks for asking," she smiled; "can you answer how this eh... pony got here?" my nana asked.
I shrugged. "I have no idea I wish I did trust me," I stroked her mane backwards.
Suddenly Trixie's eyes lit up. "That's it!" she exclaimed.
"Whoa, wait, what?" I asked unsure what she meant.
She grabbed me. "I have to wait until tomorrow! I can then use a spell to bring me back!" she exclaimed even louder.
"Great! But... how?" I asked, "It’s not like you remember the spell," I rubbed my hurting shoulders.
"Actually, this one I know fairly well, a simple teleportation spell, I can do that," she chuckled a bit embarrassed for some reason.
"Alright, so tomorrow," I sighed; I then looked at my grandmother dumbfounded by the mere sight of Trixie.
She nodded. "I remember it all, I was practicing magic when... something happened I messed up the spell and then this happened," she covered her face with her mane.
I threw away the loose mane hairs. "Okay, so... I still need to wonder how to explain you to everybody else," I said still rubbing my aching shoulders.
She nodded. "Good luck," she blushed. Starting to get ideas; a little farfetched though.
Later that same day
A knock was heard through the house glad I was dropped off. Mackey was going nuts. He was running upstairs, downstairs, all around. I sighed. Here we go. I cracked my wrists. "Let's get this over with," I sighed opening the door. All our friends were there. Carl my dad's friend, my Uncle Tony, my Aunt Rita, and some other friends and family. I looked into the house. As soon as they walk in the door their jaws dropped. "Uh... yeah, this is... the person that I was talking about Tony," I rubbed the back of my head.
Silence filled the air for a few minutes Carl decided to break it. "Where did she come from?" he asked behind the other relatives
"Uh... she came from, well, I guess you can call it an alternate universe, you see, all the people in her universe or whatever it is to be called are ponies," I explained seeing a slightly strange look on Tony's face... a smile? He smiles a lot but there is a freaking pony in the house an animated one at that! Why is he not freaking out or anything?!
"So, her name is The Great and Powerful Trixie huh?" he followed that with a laugh. "That sounds like a stage name," he still kept a laughing tone but his words were clear.
"It I think is Tony, so, tomorrow she'll be gone and we can just go back to our normal lives," I said satisfied with the ending of today.
"Eh... kind of," Trixie spoke behind me.
"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked quizzically.
She hit me in the shoulder. It hurt slightly not too bad though. "You're coming with me," she reminded me.
I shook my head quickly. "What oh no, no, no, what makes you think that?" I thought back.
"You Pinkie Promised remember?" she asked.
My eyes widened as I began recalling his words. "Oh geez, I-I-I can't, I uh... I have to do school," I said snapping my fingers.
"We have school in Equestria," she spoke.
"I'm sorry, what Equestria? Where is Gabe going?" my mom jumped in.
I pushed back mom. "Nowhere just a big misunderstanding," I assured her.
She again shook her head. "No, I heard you quite clearly as I wiped tears away," I noticed her stopping the whole name thing.
"I just c-can't I-I just..." I paused trying to think of the right words. How do I do this? Oh crap, does she always go for the puppy dog eyes? I looked away for a minute. I then peaked back at the blue pony. Her face was still frowning.
"Uh..." I bit my lower lip. "F-Fine, I'll come," I gave in.
"Oh no, he is not," my father and mother jumped in.
"Mom, dad, it's my choice, I choose what I do, I'm keeping my promise," I hiss at them.
Their jaws drop with my words. "No, you're only thirteen, you're still too young to go and move," my mom said with ill thought.
"Yes, that's true, but think about this: I don't know about this world I could be good I could be bad I'll never know until I try, I for all you know could be a big shot, besides I'm sure I could find a way to keep in contact," I grabbed my mom's hand to calm her. My other family dumbfounded.
My mom sighed she knows that I am pretty stubborn. "Just... be careful, and try to keep in contact as soon as possible.
"I'll try mom, I'll see you someday, and do you think you might be able to take me to Twilight Sparkle Trixie on a few occasions?" I asked this to Trixie.
"I think that can be arranged," she smiled at my mom that kind of was cute.
My dad would be less easy to convince. "I have to do this, I did promise after all, dad," I foresaw his reaction.
"Like mom said before, you are too young," he repeated.
I nodded. "Yes, I'll keep in touch though... I promise, cross my heat and hope to die," I did the motions.
My dad sighed he also knows how stubborn I am. With another loud exhale he spoke. "Fine, just please be careful, don't be scared to come back, and please keep in touch," my father basically repeated what my mom said.
"Of course dad," I hugged him. Then my mom, grandmother, shook the hand of Seth, and Carl, and hugged Tony, and Rita, for one last or maybe last encounter with them. "Okay Trixie, I'm ready," I spoke after packing my stuff. I took a moment to look around my room.
Trixie nodded. "Alright, so hang on," her horn started to glow we were in the center of the room. Next moment we were gone.
