Just a bunch of one shots involving shipping Trixie!
If you like Trixie, Romance, and One-shots, then this is the place for you! This is just a nice little story for some short, simple one-shots involving best show horse.
Trixie loved the rain. She loved everything about it. The tapping noise it made as it hit her trailer roof, the smell in the air just as a nice shower is about to hit, the relaxing cool as it touched her skin. It was her favorite weather, even if it did ruin her mane.
That was all that Trixie could feel in this moment. She was warm in her bed, listening to the heavy storm outside, and cuddled up to the one she loved. Too bad said loved one was dead asleep and snoring, rather loudly in fact. Trixie actually found it rather endearing.
With a content sigh, Trixie lay her head on her lovers chest, closing her eyes. But, there was one very important detail Trixie forgot about.
With a loud crack, Trixie jumped nearly full out of the bed, and with a quickness that would make even the Wonderbolts jealous, she jumped under as many covers as she could manage. Even going as far as to pull the blankets right off the sleeping pegasus.
“Hey! What the- agh!” Came the muffled voice, along with the thud of a pegasus skull connecting with the trailer’s floor. A groan emitted from the now awoken pegasus, sounding a tiny bit groggy. With a few less than subtle curses and grumbles, the pegasus pushed the blankets off of Trixie, revealing to her a pair of Cerise eyes and a rainbow mane “Trixie! What are you doing?!”
Trixie could tell Rainbow Dash was annoyed. But Trixie found Dash sexier when she was angry.
“Eh… You know. Just getting warm,” Trixie chuckled out, smiling at Rainbow Dash.
“More like trying to have a heatstroke. it’s already warm enough, not to mention the thirty blankets you have covering you. Don’t try to lie Trix, you can’t fool me.” Rainbow Dash crossed her arms, glaring at Trixie.
Trixie sat there for a minute, shuffling around nervously and uncharacteristically, refusing to look Dash in the eye.
“I-It’s embarrassing though!”
“I bet it is. But I’m not gonna get any sleep if you’re just gonna shove me outta bed.”
“Trixie’s sorry,” she said, blushing. “Trixie guesses you’re going to learn eventually anyway. Especially if you plan to stay with her…”
“You’re darn right I plan to stay with her! Or you! Or- agh! You’re third pony talk gets so confusing sometimes!”
Trixie giggled, pulling Rainbow Dash close. “Well, Trixie has a… small fear.”
“Uh huh.” Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow, looking at Trixie in disbelief. “And what is it that freaks out The Great and Powerful Scaredy cat?”
“Don’t call Trixie that!” Trixie glared at Rainbow Dash, blushing at the name. “But… Trixie’s fear is, now don’t laugh, lightning.”
Rainbow Dash just sat there, staring at Trixie. Trixie almost expected to see Rainbow fall over and laugh her flank off. But instead, she just grinned and pulled Trixie into a warm hug.
“Ah, c’mon Trix, you should know better than to think I’d laugh at my babe’s fear,” Rainbow Dash said, nuzzling her slightly. Trixie blushed at Rainbow’s actions, she didn’t see this side of Rainbow Dash often, but when she did, she loved it. “We all have weird little fears, nothing to be ashamed about.”
“You always get me Rainbow Dash… I love you,” Trixie said, pulling Dash into a cuddle.
“I love you too Trixie. And don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe from the big bad lightning, and even the wheels.”
Trixie gave Rainbow a playful jab, but smiling all the same. This was an amazing night. The rain, her Rainbow Dash, and even the lightning seemed welcoming. Yes, this was a perfect night.
Later that Night ….
Six wheels and several small thunder clouds were lined up in two rows, eyeing Trixie’s trailer as best objects without eyes could. The biggest of the Thundercloud’s looked down to the largest of the wheels as they conspired together.
Trixie sat there, staring at herself in the mirror. She was ready. Her hat and cape were immaculate and in place, and her entire performance had been rehearsed to the point of perfection. Everything was set to go off without a hitch, now only needing her presence on stage. With a happy sigh, she turned to the lever to open her stage, but something caught her eye. She turned to look at it, and smiled.
Staring back at her was a happy pink pony. She had a wide and happy grin, fluffy pink hair, and amazing blue eyes. Most ponies would look into those eyes and see carelessness and happiness. But all Trixie could see was love.
Trixie’s heart fluttered as she looked into the picture. Sometimes, she hated the the lifestyle she liked so much. She could never drag her lover around on her journeys for she had loads of other ponies that needed her. Not even mentioning her duties as one of the Elements of Harmony. But Trixie could never give up her performances, it was a double edged sword.
Though, Trixie found solace in the schedule she worked for herself. She would spend twenty-eight days traveling, and fourteen days in Ponyville. This gave her plenty of time with the one she loved, and the chance to show her skills to the ponies of Equestria.
Trixie picked up the picture with her magic. She pulled it towards herself, looking at it intently. Well, perhaps Trixie is lying a little about having plenty of time.
“Oh Pinkie, if only I could hear your voice, that adorable, squeaky voice of yours.”
With another sigh, she leaned in and kissed her lovers image softly. As she pulled away she whispered the words she always did when she would leave Ponyville, the words she whispered every night when she lay down for sleep, and the words she whispered before every show.
“I won’t forget you, baby.”
She had awkwardly made that their phrase right before leaving the first time. Back then, they had had quite a laugh over it. But now, she loved it, even if it was kind of cheesey.
She sat the picture back down, and with one final soft smile, turned around. Trixie put on her usual determined, cocky grin, and pulled the lever, deploying the stage.
“Come one, come all! And witness feats never before seen by pony eyes!...”
Sunset was watching the clock like a hawk, it slowly ticked by, 1:16,1:17, 1:18, each minute felt like an eternity. Could this infuriating clock be any slower!? She thought with a glare, wishing she had her magic so she could decimate the harmless object.
“Sunset Shimmer, is something the matter?” Asked Miss Cheerilee, raising an eyebrow at her.
Sunset just scowled and leaned back in her chair, staring at Cherilee with annoyance. Curse her perceptive vision! “Nothing at all, can I go use the bathroom?” she asked, already getting out of her seat and heading towards the door.
“Be back quickly please!” Cheerilee quickly said as Sunset walked out of the room.
“Whatever,” Sunset replied, walking slowly down the hall. Agh, two minutes early, she better not leave me waiting long. She walked through the halls confidently, causing any who saw her to cower.
She entered the bathroom, ushering anyone who was in it out. Most didn’t offer a protest, used to this treatment from her by now. She then stood there, looking into a mirror. The tapping of her foot echoed off the bathroom walls as she impatiently waited. It seemed like an hour by the time she finally heard that voice.
“It looks like you’re waiting for The Great and Powerful Trixie this time.”
She saw the beautiful girl in the mirror, smiling confidently. Sunset turned around and, With a quick grab, pushed Trixie against the wall, grinning madly at her.
“I won’t wait on you again, got that?” And before Trixie could answer, Sunset leaned in for a rough kiss. She slid her hands into Trixie’s pocket, grabbing the pack of cigarettes.
“You are really a bad girl, Trixie,” Sunset said, putting a cigarette into Trixie’s mouth, and lighting it up. Trixie took a drag, and leaned in to kiss Sunset a second time, releasing the smoke from her lungs.
They held the kiss, and in that time, Sunset thought about how this situation even came to be.
It all started from a simple bathroom break. As she entered, she noticed the same shoes of Trixie’s peeking out from underneath a bathroom stall. Sunset often took breaks at this time from Cheerilee’s less than interesting classes, so her curiosity piqued after constantly seeing Trixie in that stall every day. More often than not, smoke would be creeping out of it, and this was one of those times. She decided to investigate, and what did she find? Trixie, and she was smoking. And that is what drew Sunset in, before Trixie could say anything, Sunset was on her, and that was that. It became an unspoken deal to meet here every day before lunch.
As Trixie drew away, Sunset chuckled. They continued this until the cigarette was nearly dead, and with one final drag, they tossed it in the toilet and flushed, leaving off with one final kiss.
“You ever tell anyone about this, Trixie, you’re dead.”
Trixie laughed nervously. “O-Of course, Trixie wouldn’t wanna ruin this little… thing, she won’t speak a word.”
“Perfect.”
I really wish this could be something more than a little ten minute stand…
Perhaps when I rule equestria, I’ll allow her to be by my side, she’s rather obedient after all.
