Trixie isn't exactly the best pony in the world. Having been exposed as a liar and a cheat on more than one occasion, she has decided to live the rest of her life in lonely agony. Nopony would ever want to get to know her.
Trixie isn't exactly the best pony in the world. Having been exposed as a liar and a cheat on more than one occasion, she has decided to live the rest of her life in lonely agony. Nopony would ever want to get to know her. However, she never thought she would find solace in a human by the name of Alan.
Trixie sighed as she sat in her wooden shack outside Manehatten. She had underestimated the speed that news travels. Her terrible deeds had been told to people across Equestria and she was now left with no work and only her mobile shack to reside in. It wasn’t meant to be on the road for very long periods of time, however, because of her recent escapades, she had no money to pay for a new trailer or even repairs. The wood was rotting and creaked with every step she took inside. To her dismay, a rumble of thunder made her groan aloud in frustration. She was in for a cold and wet night out here. Lighting lit up the windows of the trailer, illuminating the rivulets of water streaming down from the ceiling. Trixie shivered in the corner on her bed, the cold drafts nipping at her fur every second.
Trixie couldn’t help it as tears streamed down her face.
“Why does nopony know how to forgive Trixie? Oh, buck it, I shouldn’t keep up the third-person shit if nopony will listen to me!” She sobbed quietly.
There was a knock at her door. Trixie stood bolt upright and walked over to the door.
“Hello? Is anypony there? State your intentions!” She shouted loudly so that whoever was out the door could hear her.
“Uh, my name is Alan and I couldn’t help but notice your trailer sitting out here. It’s leaking pretty badly from what I can hear in there and I was wondering if you wanted to get out of there and crash someplace warm” A husky male voice said from outside the door.
Trixie opened the door to an astounding sight. It was a human male. She had seen and heard of them before, but not this close up. He was a good foot taller than her petite 5’ 3” figure and was damp from the rain. An umbrella was held above his head as he looked at the pony below.
“Trixie, ahem, I do not need any help from you. I am very independent.” She scoffed, trying to turn him away.
“Excuse me but you are shivering and wet. You’ll get hypothermia within the hour. Come with me. It’s only for the night.” The human named Alan insisted.
“Why should I trust you?” Trixie asked.
“Simple, you’ll suffer in this death trap. Come on, I have an extra bed and everything.” Alan assisted.
Trixie gave in.
“Very well. Where are we going?” She asked the human.
“My place. It’s just up the road.” He pointed down the paved street to a small blue house.
She started walking under the umbrella of the human, her body now shivering at a horrifying rate. Alan noticed this and sped up his pace. When the two finally arrived at the house, Alan opened the door and Trixie felt an amazing warmth spread across her body.
“Sit down, by the fire. I’ll be right back.” He ordered her.
She complied as she was not one to refuse such a thing in her current state. Alan returned several minutes later with a towel, blanket and a steaming mug of tea.
Trixie was amazed at the human’s hospitality and kindness. Why was he doing this all for her?
Alan began drying her off as she sipped at the tea. It was chamomile, her favorite.
“Excuse me, Mr.-um- Alan?” Trixie spoke up.
“Yes?” Alan said stopping his process.
“Why do want to help me like this?” Trixie asked the human.
He chuckled.
“Because you’re Trixie Lulamoon! The magician, I remember my friend Pinkie Pie attended one of your shows. I hear that you were a lie and a cheat, but that doesn’t mean you should be suffering from hypothermia or living in that rotten shack.” He said with all honesty.
“You-you mean?” Trixie started to ask.
“Yes, I don’t give a flying buck about opinions. I am not one to judge someone just by their past actions. For example, you seem to be totally nice and kind to me, at the moment.” Alan smiled.
“Thank you.” She said.
“You can use my bed tonight. I can crash on the couch.” Alan said when he had finished drying the blue mare.
“Actually, would you mind sharing?” Trixie asked.
Alan cocked an eyebrow.
“It’s just, I’m hated across the land. I don’t feel safe anymore. That’s why my trailer is magically protected. Also, I’m afraid...” Trixie trailed off.
“I’m sorry. What did you say last there?” Alan asked.
“I’m afraid I might get cold again.” She muttered.
Alan looked at the pony with a mixture of smugness and pity.
“Fine, I suppose. Just don’t get any ideas.” He jested.
Alan sat down by the fireplace with Trixie and wrapped her in the blanket. She didn’t know why, maybe it was the cold, maybe it was his kindness, but she curled up next to the human, using his right leg as a pillow.
Alan was also overcome by the moment as he gently began scratching behind Trixie’s ears. The soft fur feeling like heavenly velvet underneath his fingertips. She sighed happily and watched the fire crackle and spark in the brick indent.
Trixie must have dozed off because when she opened her eyes next, she found herself in a queen sized bed, alone. She looked around and found the human, Alan, walking into the room, this time donning a long-sleeved flannel shirt and pants.
“Oh, you passed out about a half hour ago so I just took you up here.” He said, matter of factly.
“It’s ok.” Trixie shivered again, cold once again rushing up her spine.
“Cold again?” Alan asked.
“Y-yes. Now will you get under this bucking blanket!” She said through clenched teeth.
Alan held his hands up in an “I surrender” manner as he eased himself under the covers.
Trixie immediately felt her body warm up with the new heat source beside her.
“Alan?” She whispered in the darkness.
“Yes Ms. Lulamoon?” He replied.
“Just call me Trixie first of all.” She giggled.
“Alright, what is it Trixie?” He rephrased.
“Thank you for being so kind and generous with me. Nopony or human has ever shown such things towards me.” She said to the human, letting her feelings run rampant as the tears came once again.
“I live by a motto; Every ying had its yang.” Alan said.
“What does that mean?” Trixie asked him.
“It means every bad side has a good side to it as well. I’ve seen you can be kind and thoughtful, now you should show everypony else what the real Trixie Lulamoon looks like.” He said, lifting her chin up and giving her ear a scratch.
“Thank you Alan.” Trixie whispered as she drifted off to a peaceful slumber, knowing full well that she was safe here.
Trixie remembers the day she met Alan vividly. The way he treated her so kindly even when nopony or no person would do the same for her. After that first night, Trixie spent the rainy day getting to know Alan. He had come from a place called Vermont where the climate was very cold in the winter and very hot in the summer. When the portal opened up, he had decided to fill out the tedious amounts of paperwork to be able to live in Equestria. He had bought a house and now worked as a musician with a mare named Octavia Philharmonic. He offered to show her his musical skill on an instrument he called the saxophone, but she told him to save it for later that night.
“So I assume you’ve been stuck in that trailer for about a year or so?” Alan asked her.
Trixie had dreaded the question. She didn’t want Alan to think she was some sort of beggar.
“I don’t know.” Trixie blurted out.
“Of course you know, you just aren’t telling me.” Alan read the mare like a book.
“Around a year and a half,” She finally mumbled.
“Well I have a proposition. Why don’t you and I fix up that trailer of yours, along with your reputation.” Alan said, almost as if he knew it was going to be an easy task.
“Have you even tried to make a difference with that yet?” Alan asked, his tone not shifting in the slightest.
“No. Not at all” Trixie now saw where Alan was going with this.
“So, would you like to give it a whirl?” He asked.
“Will you be right beside me?” Trixie asked out loud.
She immediately brought her hooves to her mouth and gasped.
“Why not? I mean I’ll teach you all I’ve learned about repairing relations with people and ponies, but you’ll have to the dirty work by yourself. I’ll be with you if you want me to.” Alan said, pausing to read the situation and coming to a realization that Trixie had meant it in a much more intimate way.
“So, you met me less that twenty four hours ago and you already want to get to know me a little bit more huh?” He grilled her.
“I mean, I, um, erm...” Trixie was tongue tied.
“I’ll take that as a yes. I’m fine with it. Why don’t you and I go out for dinner tonight after we pick up some stuff to repair that trailer of yours.” He stated.
Trixie was astounded by the way Alan could read her.
“How did you pick up that much from me in so short a time?” Trixie asked, getting up.
“You ponies have very obvious body language, even more so than humans.” Alan chuckled.
“Oh, I see.” Trixie blushed. She couldn’t even remember the last time somepony made her blush.
“I’ll be back in an hour with the supplies. Be ready to work!” He said, walking out the door.
Alan was gone for around an hour, yet to Trixie, it felt like an eternity. When he walked in the door, he had nothing in his hands and he was soaked to the skin.
“Where are the supplies?” Trixie asked.
“In the shed out back. Too nasty out right now to get any work done.” He said, putting his coat on the nearby radiator.
“Do you mind if I take my shirt off?” Alan asked the mare.
Trixie wanted to scream yes and pounce on him, but she decided to take what she could. After all, she had never seen a human shirtless.
“Sure”
He peeled the wet fabric off his body, revealing a beefy torso. He was no muscular hunk, but he had a faint trace of a six pack. Trixie was staring for a good 5 seconds as Alan walked into the kitchen, put a kettle on the stove, and turned around again.
Trixie quickly snapped herself back to reality before he made eye contact.
“Take a picture, it will last longer.” He chuckled.
“Busted huh?” She jested.
“You really need to learn to not make it so obvious when you stare.” Alan laughed in a deep voice.
“Tea?” He asked her
“Please.” Trixie insisted.
“I’ll put the water on, I’m going to shower, make sure you take it off the burner when it starts to whistle.” Alan said, walking towards the bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar as he turned on the shower.
Trixie was about to explode inside. She could not stay here and wait while he...
It was then Trixie had her first of many revilations. She was in his house, eating his food, sitting by his fire. She had to remember that she was indeed at the mercy of the human in that bathroom. Speaking of which, she decided to sneak a peek into the bathroom. She had always had a secret desire for humans since they first came to Equestria. Trixie leaned her head slightly into the bathroom, to her dismay, it was a curtained shower, so she saw nothing.
The door suddenly squeaked and Trixie froze.
Alan’s head popped out from behind the curtain, his face covered in shaving cream.
He looked at the blue mare and glared at her.
“Trying to sneak a peek?” He looked at her with his eyes burning into the back of her head..
“Uh, I, maybe.” Trixie stammered.
“Leave for the moment. We can talk later about this when I’m done.” Alan pointed out the door.
Trixie obliged and sat by the fire, tears coming to her eyes once more.
She had blown the first chance she had at a friend in less than 2 days.
She heard the water stop and within a few minutes, Alan was dressed in the same flannel pants and shirt that he was in the night before. His damp brown hair combed up in the front but down in the back. He was barefoot as he fed the fire a few logs before taking the large sofa and pulling it close to the fire. He sat down and patted the cushion next to him for Trixie to sit on.
“Are you kicking me out?” Trixie asked, hopping up on the cushion and sitting on her flanks.
Alan chuckled.
“Of course not. I just need to tell you to respect my privacy. I’ll do the same for you as long as you are here.” Alan gave a smile that radiated with warmth.
Trixie teared up again as she scooted closer to the human until she was pressed right up against him.
She was just getting comfortable when the kettle started to whistle.
Alan got up and walked into the kitchen to Trixie’s dismay. When he returned, it was with two mugs of steaming tea.
“I hope peppermint is ok. I ran out of chammomile.” Alan smiled.
“I like peppermint too. It’s ok.” She told the human.
She grasped the mug in her magic, thanking him and taking a sip. It tasted amazing and filled her with a pleasant warmth, yet her body was shivering again for no reason.
Alan sat down in the same spot as before and the two sat and drank their tea in silence. Trixie did the same thing she had done less than ten minutes earlier, scooting over until she was pressed right up against Alan’s side. His body heat immediatley stopped her shivers and made her feel warm and cozy both inside and out.
Alan finished his tea and set the mug down on the floor by his feet.
Then, he did something Trixie never expected, he took his arm and wrapped it around Trixie’s shoulders, bringing his hand to rest on her torso right below her left shoulder.
She took this as a cue to get even more cozy, nestling her head on his chest.
“Trixie,” Alan spoke, finally breaking the silence.
“Is it uncomfortable?” She blurted out.
Alan smiled down at her.
“No it’s just fine. I just need to tell you something.” Alan said.
“Yes?”
“If you wanted to cuddle, you should’ve just asked.” He said in his deep husky voice.
Tears fell onto the flannel shirt as Trixie once again nuzzled her head into Alan’s chest as he pulled her in close and she closed her eyes. She was going to be alright as long as this human was here with her.
The rain continued to pelt against the window of Alan’s home as both he and Trixie sat on the sofa together, wrapped in each other’s embrace. Suddenly, a loud boom awoke the both of them from their tired reverie. Alan jerked up, looking around the house.
“The hell was that?” He muttered.
Trixie let out a whimper as Alan rose from the couch and looked out the window. Trixie saw his eyes widen.
“I hope you weren’t too attached to that trailer,” Alan said grimly.
“Why? What happened?!” She said, hopping up herself and going to the window.
What she saw horrified her. Where her trailer had been parked at the end of the small street stood a pile of singed lumber and tiny fires in the waning daylight hidden by the clouds.
“Somepony blew it to kingdom come..” She sobbed.
Trixie then learned her second lesson. Alan had just saved her life. If she had been in that trailer, she would be lying in pieces at the end of the street. Alan got onto one knee and looked Trixie in the eyes.
“I’m sorry.” He said.
Before he could say another word, Trixie wrapped her forelegs around his torso in a big hug.
“The important thing is that I wasn’t in there because I was here enjoying the company of my special friend.” She said to him.
Alan cocked his eyebrow.
“Special friend?”
“Oh, sorry, too much?” Trixie blushed,
“Nah, I just would think you could come up with something better. You are the Great nd Powerful Trixie after all.” Alan grinned.
Trixie’s cheeks became redder as the sirens echoed in the distance.
The fire and police departments asked both Alan and Trixie questions about the explosion, having not see it actually happen, they left with no leads. Not that it mattered to the two of them.
Trixie felt her eyelids growing heavier and heavier as she walked towards the bedroom. She dragged her body onto the bed and buried herself in the sheets. Yet, she felt something was missing.
“Alan! Can you come to bed?” She shouted.
“Yep, I’ll be in there in a sec!” He answered.
Within a minute he too was burrowed within the sheets, their combined body warmth made Trixie sigh in content relaxation. Without thinking, she nuzzled closer to Alan’s body.
“Do you mind if I cuddle with you?” She smiled up at the human as he returned her pleasant grin.
“Not at all Trixie.”
She dove into his side, pressing her body right up against his chest, resting her head near his neck, careful not to poke him with her horn. The unicorn had not felt this content in years and had never had the company of a male counterpart in this way before, she hadn’t had time with her performing. Hell, she might never go back to that compared to what she had here in this house after only three days, she might just stay here forever with this human who seemed to get her more than anypony had ever before.
These thoughts and many more allowed her to drift off to sleep, not even caring that her trailer had been blown up.
Trixie awoke to Alan’s head nestled into her shoulder.
She thought he just tolerated it, she had no idea that he enjoyed it at all. This brought a smile to her face as she buried her nose in Alan’s short brown hair, inhaling deeply. Now what she did would seem semi creepy but she obviously didn’t give a shit all. He smelled of grapes and some kind of wood.
“Are you done yet?” A low voice came from the form she was indulging in.
She let out a squeak as she scrambled backwards. Alan laughed.
“That was a tad creepy.” He said.
“Sorry, I was just curious.” She managed to say
“You seem to be getting awfully close to me for just a friend.” He told her, his eyebrow raised.
“Well, it’s just I haven’t had someone like you in my life ever.” Trixie admitted.
“Ah, I see. Oh, Octavia is going to be over today for some practice time with me. I hope you don’t mind. We’ll be practicing for most of the day.” Alan said, hauling himself out of bed to Trixie’s dismay.
There were a few short knocks at the door and Alan opened it to see Octavie with her cello case on her back.
“Hello Octavia!” he greeted the grey mare.
“Hello Alan you cheeky bastard! You still owe me 20 bits from last week’s bar tab!” Octavia said.
“I’ll give it to you by the end of our practice. In the meantime, I have a guest with me. Octavia, this is Trixie.” Alan gestured for her to come out.
Octavia’s eyes narrowed at the mare.
“Oh, you...” She glared into Trixie’s eyes.
“Octavia, she’s changed. She’s a different mare for the most part. Don’t let her get under your skin that fast. Besides, she’ll be listening to us today regardless.” Alan spoke in a firm tone.
“Very well Alan, ready to start?” Octavia said.
“As always. Same as last time?” He asked, pulling a case from under the sofa, revealing a beautiful shiny brass instrument.
Octavia opened her cello case, picked up her bow and began to play with Alan.
Trixie listened to the two practice for hours until they finally stopped at around five pm. Octavia bid farewell and even shook Trixie’s hoof as she left.
“I like the new you. You should flash it around some more.” She said as she left, instrument on her back.
“Well how does dinner sound?” Alan asked.
“Amazing right about now. What’s cooking?” Trixie asked.
“Stir Fry” He said.
‘What is that?” Trixie asked.
“Trust me, you’ll like it.” He smiled, turning the stove on.
He was wrong, she loved it. She had to really try to contain her moans of approval as the noodles and vegetables danced across her taste buds.
“Wow, where did you learn to cook like that?!” She asked.
“My mom mostly.” He shrugged.
“You were a momma’s boy?” She jabbed.
“Is that an issue?” Alan jested as he cleaned the plates and pans.
“No actually. It’s great thing to be close to your mother. I love a stallion-erm-man who has respect for his parents” Trixie corrected herself mid sentence.
Alan chuckled, flicking the water on his hands towards Trixie.
“Hey! Cut it out!” She giggled, using her magic to get some payback by flicking water at him too.
“Hey, no fair! You have magic!” Alan argued.
“And you have hands silly!” Trixie laughed.
“Oh I am going to get you!” Alan lunged at her.
Trixie gave a happy yelp as she ran from his clutches.
“You’re gonna have to be quicker than that!” She cackled, not noticing the couch in front of her as she slammed into it face first.
“Ow!” She yelped as she landed on her haunches as Alan caught up to her in less than a second.
“Lesson Two! Don’t get cocky! Now you’re going to have to pay for that!” He said, getting to his knees and wiggling his fingers on Trixie’s tummy.
“GAH! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” She laughed like mad as Alan tickled her relentlessly.
“Have we learned our lesson yet?” He smirked.
“Go to hell!” She was overcome by laughter once again.
“It seems not!” He said, now moving one of his hands to the base of her horn.
Now, Alan had lived with Earth Ponies for most of his time in Equestria, so he had no idea that it was arousing rather than ticklish.
As his fingers gently traced the base of her horn, she gasped and stopped laughing. Sparks shot out from behind her eyes as a wave of pleasure tore through her body.
She shuddered and Alan stopped as Trixie’s eyes rolled back in her head, her tongue lolling out.
“Trixie? Are you ok?” He asked her as she came back to her senses.
“Uh, Alan, you do know what you just did right?” Trixie gave him a seductive look.
“I’m afraid not.” He replied.
“A unicorn’s horn is a source of arousal, it’s not ticklish in the traditional sense.” She giggled.
Alan quickly drew his hands away.
“I had no clue. I’m so sorry.” He stammered.
Now he was the one who was lost for words.
“You know, you could repay me with one simple thing for committing that perverted act.” She smirked, knowing exactly what she wanted out of him.
“What is that?” He cocked an eyebrow.
“Follow me.” She got up and walked to the bedroom.
Getting into bed she ushered him under the covers. He complied, turning the lights out as he made his way over to the bedroom. It was time to go to sleep regardless, so he put on his pajamas.
“So, what do you want from me?” Alan sighed as he got under the sheets.
“Kiss me,” Trixie said simply.
“What?!” Alan was baffled by her boldness.
“You heard me. Kiss me, on the lips big guy.” She purred.
“If it gets you back on equal terms with me fine.” He grunted, a smile coming to his face.
“I was actually thinking you would try and get me alone tomorrow and do this. But you seized the opportunity. Way to complete lesson three.” He whispered as his mouth neared hers.
He was going to do it! Trixie’s mind screamed with happiness as her lips met his but cried when he withdrew a second later.
“I didn’t specify how long the kiss was supposed to be” She grinned.
Alan moved in again without a word as his lips made contact with hers once again. Trixie savored every second of this glorious moment. She felt his arms wrap around her and pull her closer.
The desire for air became too great to ignore as they both pulled back, breathing heavily.
“I think that did the trick.” She whispered.
“By the way, if you ever want to do that again, it's gonna take a lot more than water next time.” He said, a sly smile on his face.
“I’ll take it.” She said, nuzzling her head into his chest as she put her forelegs around his broad shoulders and closed her eyes.
“Trixie?” Alan’s voice entered her ears.
“Yes Alan?”
“I think I- never mind” He said, thinking twice before he said whatever he was going to say.
Trixie thought little of it as she drifted off to sleep.
“So, what do you think about dinner tonight. What do you want me to make you?” Alan offered to Trixie.
“Would this be your terrible attempt at asking me on a date?” Trixie giggled as she sat on the couch on Alan’s lap.
It had been a few months since they had shared their first kiss. Trixie had decided to give up her career as a magician and instead try and be a bartender. She was rather good at it and could put on a good show. She would parctice frequently in front of Alan and he would applaud her every time. She knew he meant it because when he tried, he was hopelessly clumsy. She giggled and told him that music was his passion more than bartending. They were just friends for the moment, yet, both of them felt a little closer than that.
“I believe it would be Trixie” he chuckled.
“I’m just glad you finally grew a pair and asked. You knew I would’ve said yes.” She laughed.
“I don’t know Trixie, you’re an enigma.” Alan said to her.
“What does that mean?” Trixie cocked an eyebrow at the foreign expression.
“It means mystery.” He told her.
“Oh. Ok. So I was thinking maybe you could do that amazing stir fry again.” Trixie mused.
“I was thinking the same thing.” Alan said.
“Well I guess that makes me a little less of an enigma.” She giggled.
“You catch on fast.” He laughed.
Trixie groaned as Alan went to get up to make dinner.
“Relax Trix. You’ll have time after dinner.” he chuckled.
Trixie blushed at the use of her nickname.
Alan had done it again as the stir fry came out as delicious as it was the first time Trixie had it.
“You are a wizard in that kitchen.” Trixie told Alan as he cleaned up.
“Kinda like the way you are behind a bar.” Alan shot the compliment at her.
“Well, it seems we’re both wizards of sorts.” She giggled.
“I’ll be on the couch by the fire, waiting.” She said, walking out of the kitchen and into the living room. She hopped up on the middle cushion as Alan usually sat on the right side.
As he came in, his hands dry this time, he sat down in his usual spot and Trixie climbed up on his lap. Alan swung his feet so that he was laying back with his lower back being supported by a pillow. Trixie scooted herself up to Alan’s chest, moving her head so that her ear sat pressed against his chest. She heard the beating of his heart and it was almost hypnotizing to her. She gave a happy sigh, setting down as the human scratched her behind her ears affectionately.
“You know Trixie, in the few months you’ve been with me, I think I’ve grown a soft spot for you. You’ve really turned into a great mare to hangout with and ponies seem to respect you now.” Alan said to the blue mare on his chest.
“Thanks. I’d say the same about you but people seem to already like you as you are.” Trixie replied, a blush making its way to her cheeks as she moved her head closer to his.
“Alan, I’ve been thinking...” She began.
“What crazy idea have you come up with this time?” Alan chuckled, expecting a farfetched business proposal like her idea for a double-decker bar a few weeks ago.
“Would you consider getting in a relationship with me?” Trixie asked.
Alan was stunned. She liked him that much? Why? What should he say?
“Well?” She asked again, her head now raised and her eyes carving holes in his skull.
“Trixie, I-” He sighed.
Trixie’s head fell. She knew it was a bad idea to-
“I’d love to.” He finished.
Trixie looked up shocked.
“R-really?” She said excitedly.
“Absolutely. My friend Andrew is married to a pony by the name of Roseluck so why should I think it’s still out of the question?” He said.
“Alan, I love you so much!” She squealed as she threw her forelegs around his neck and squeezed him in a bone-crushing hug.
“I love you too Trix.” He whispered, nibbling her ear a bit making her whimper in happiness.
“You are the nicest most caring person that ever existed! You took me in and fed me, kept me warm, and showed me compassion. I will never let you leave me ever!” She said, the last sentence slipping out of her mouth almost unaware to her.
Alan cocked an eyebrow at her.
“Those are some Great and Powerful words you just used.” Alan smirked.
“Shut up.” She whispered, bringing her mouth to his as their lips met in a clash of passion.
Alan slid his hands down her form, caressing her soft blue fur as he made his hands made their way to her supple flanks.
She moaned in happiness as he gave her rump a light squeeze.
The need for oxygen became too great to ignore as they broke apart.
“Why don’t we go to bed and just cuddle ok?” Trixie asked.
“Of course.” Alan smiled, lifting the mare off the couch along with himself.
He carried the soft warm mare over to the bedroom where he set her down so she could get herself comfortable. While she was doing so, Alan put on his flannel pants and was about to put on his shirt but Trixie motioned him to stop. Alan chuckled at this, he knew Trixie was infatuated by his foreign appearance. He was not one to turn away a good cuddle with the mare he loved. He had grown very fond of the mare nuzzled up to his chest. A knock at the door roused him from his thoughts.
“Who the hell could that be at this hour?” Alan muttered, getting up.
Trixie groaned in protest but figured she would have him back in a few minutes at maximum.
Alan walked through the hallway and reached the front door. He opened it and was treated to an odd sight. A purple alicorn stood at the front, behind her were five other mares. Two pegasi, a unicorn, and two earth ponies.
“Mr. Alan Pierce?” The alicorn spoke up.
“Can I help you your majesty?” He asked, his eyebrow cocked.
“We believe that a certain mare has taken up residence here. She is considered highly cunning and deceptive. We need to talk to her.” The alicorn spoke again.
“And your name is?” Alan asked.
“Princess Twilight Sparkle and these are the Elements of Harmony” Twilight said.
“I think you got the wrong house here" Alan shrugged
“Alan, what’s the fuss abo-” Trixie stopped mid sentence and stared at the six mares in the doorway.
“Please, not again.” She said, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Trixie, what’s this about? Why are they here?” Alan asked, his tone bordering on worry and fear.
“She’s EVIL! Why would you ever live with her?!” The cyan pegasus shouted.
“Hey cut that out! She is not evil! She is the kindest pony I ever met and she’s changed.” Alan told the group.
“Prove it!” Twilight stamped her hoof.
“Cut your attitude or leave my house. Princess or not, you are not above the law!” Alan shouted, shutting her up.
“In response, my proof is the fact that she’s mixing you drinks in the kitchen right now. Have a seat on the couch so we can talk about this like civilized people or ponies. Whatever you want to say.”Alan stated.
The six mares shuffled into the house as Alan shut the door behind them. They sat down on the couch as Trixie came in, bearing six drinks, each one the color of the recipient’s fur.
Alan pulled up his recliner and sat down, Trixie hopped onto his lap as soon as he was comfortable, draping her forelegs over the arm of the chair. Her eyes were fixed on the six mares on the couch in front of them.
“So, you were saying something about my Trixie being evil?” Alan asked the mares, a skeptical look on his face.
“Well she has a pretty checkered past but-” Twilight started.
“You said but. If that word ever comes out of your mouth when you are trying to make a point, it’s as if you are refuting it at the same time.” Alan cut her off.
Twilight sipped at her drink and went wide eyed.
“Oh Luna this is good!” Twilight exclaimed.
“See? I told you she’s changed.” Alan chuckled.
“Well I for one am still not convinced” The purple maned unicorn said in a rather uptight manner.
“Rarity, I have dropped my career as a showpony and taken up residence here with Alan. He has showed me how to live my life to the fullest without burning bridge after bridge. I was actually considering making a return to Ponyville to show that I have changed.” Trixie confessed.
Rarity’s eyes were wide and she was left speechless. The six were certainly not expecting this from Trixie.
“But enough about me, why are you gals in town?” Trixie asked, a hopeful smile making its way to her lips.
The five mares and even Twilight smiled and looked at us.
The night was long and joyous as Trixie celebrated her newly found friendship with the six Elements of Harmony.
When the night was over, the six mares exited the front door and made their way back to the city, all smiles.
“Trixie!” Alan yelled into the kitchen.
“Yeah Ally?” She answered
“When you’re done, get in here! You have some well earned cuddles by the fire waiting for you!” Alan yelled once again.
A happy “squee!” came from the small kitchen and Alan swore he could hear her scrubbing twice as fast.
Trixie came into the living room at a gallop, pouncing onto Alan’s chest and wrapping her hooves around his neck.
“Thank you Ally!” She rubbed her face against his.
“It was all you Trixie! I rarely spoke up at all! You did it by yourself!” Alan told her excitedly.
“I would never be here if you had never found me...” Trixie said in a breathy voice.
Alan became lost in her violet pools as she leaned down to meet his lips with her own. The instant their lips touched Trixie felt warmth flood her entire body so quickly it made her shudder. She felt complete, she knew this was where she belonged, with Alan.
“Trixie, will you stay here with me?” Alan asked her.
“I’m already here silly!” She giggled, her face inches from Alan’s.
“So is that a yes?” Alan cracked a half smile.
“Yes.” She breathed.
She leaned in once more for another exhilarating kiss.
“Trixie, I have one more question for you.” Alan spoke once she had broken the kiss.
“Yes?” She purred
“What made you trust me? Why were you so willing to give up your rigid mindset for me?” Alan asked.
This question had a lot more meat to it. Trixie had to think for a moment before answering.
“Because I was at the point where I wasn’t in a position to reject any help I could get. I needed someone to help, and you were the only person really dumb enough to do so. I mean, no offense, but ponies still hate me today. With your help, I’ve been able to change that bit by bit. With you here right by my side, there’s nothing that can stop us!” Trixie gave a fake evil cackle before being lifted up by the human and carried to the bedroom.
“Trixie, I love you.” Alan said as he laid her down on the bed.
“And I love you Ally.” She cooed.
Trixie yanked Alan by collar with her magic and sent him tumbling so that she was on top of him.
He ran his hands over her incredibly soft fur and she growled in approval.
“How are you so good at that?” She asked him,
“You know, you can teach me a few things too.” He chuckled, snuggling down with her.
The feeling was between them was a mutual happiness as they drifted off to sleep, Alan not caring about his clothes still being on.
