> Science Trick
>  by Lvl11Bard
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> Seeing
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	The birds chirped merrily around Canterlot High, trying to lighten up the Monday morning for the arriving students. While most of the teens dreaded yet another week of school, one girl was almost skipping as she entered through the front doors. Twilight Sparkle was ready to begin her second week after transferring from Crystal Prep with a smile on her face. Not only did she enjoy the new perspective on her favourite academic subjects and the alternative teaching styles that CHS offered, but it also meant spending another day with her new friends. 

The purple skinned girl adjusted her glasses before heading to her first class, which was history. Even though it was still too early for school to begin, Twilight agreed to show up early to help Rarity put the finishing touches on her project. Said project was to bring a piece of culture from the Victorian Era of England and show examples. Of course, the aspiring fashionista decided on recreating some of the popular outfits worn back then, but she wanted Twilight's input to make sure that they were accurate, for Rarity feared that she may have gone a little overboard in the design.

Twilight just stopped at her locker to drop off some of her books that she wouldn't need until her later classes, when she heard her name being called.

“Twilight! There you are, Darling,” Rarity waved happily as she approached. “I can't thank you enough for your help.”

“Oh, it's no trouble,” Twilight laughed modestly, “I'm just happy to help a friend out.”

“Still, it was quite nice of you to come in this early. Perhaps I could repay you by designing you a new wardrobe so that we could finally get you out of that uniform?” Rarity asked hopefully.

Twilight looked down at her outfit, which greatly resembled the Crystal Prep uniform, minus the school emblem.

“Sorry Rarity, I've been wearing this for so long that I don't really feel comfortable in anything else,” Twilight answered nervously, trying not to upset her friend.

However, Rarity only sighed and shrugged before smiling again. “Fair enough. I'm not one to tell another what she can and can't wear.”

Twilight let go of her breath. Even though the girls easily accepted her and treated her nicely, Twilight was still a little unsure sometimes about how to act around friends. She hoped that she hadn't offend Rarity by rejecting her offer.

“Well then, I set them up in the classroom. Let's go have a look then, if you're ready,” Rarity suggested.

“Sure, let's go,” Twilight closed her locker and the duo started towards the classroom.

Along the way, the girls talked and laughed about nothing in particular until they rounded one corner where Twilight suddenly collided with something and fell over. Realized that she had walked into something, Twilight shook her head and looked up to see a tall boy with blue hair offering his hand.

“Hey Twilight, sorry for bumping into you again, we should really stop greeting each other like that,” Flash Sentry chuckled.

“Oh... Hey Flash,” Twilight sighed with mild annoyance, but accepted his help anyways.

Since she started at CHS, it seemed like Flash took every opportunity to talk to her, obviously hinting some attraction. And even though he appeared nice enough, Twilight hoped that he would get the hint soon enough that she wasn't interested without her openly saying it. She didn't want to hurt his feelings after all.

“So what are you doing here so early?” Flash asked, trying to give Twilight a charming smile.

“Oh, you know, helping a friend before classes and... stuff,” Twilight answered while throwing a glance over at Rarity, who was smiling widely and giving her a thumbs up.

“Cool. That's nice of you,” Flash coughed nervously. “Anyways, there's this new romcom movie out and I thought that maybe you and I could go after school-”

“Sorry Flash, but I already made plans,” Twilight quickly interrupted. “I, uh, have a... I have to take my dog to the vet!” Twilight lied, somehow knowing that Spike was anxiously looking around back at her house right now.

“Oh, I see. Maybe some other time. Catch you later,” Flash waved sadly as he walked off.

Twilight sighed as she felt a pang of guilt. She would like to give Flash a chance, but there was just one major thing about him that she couldn't overlook. 

“My, my, my, still playing hard to get?” Rarity gave Twilight a knowing smirk.

Twilight blushed and waved her hands in front of her. “No, it's not like that!”

“Relax dear, I was just teasing,” Rarity giggled, “Although you are denying it pretty hard.”

“Rarity, really, I don't like him like that,” Twilight pleaded for her friend to understand.

Thankfully, Rarity got the message and lost her smirk. “Really? I say Twilight, I can't believe one of the cutest, most popular boys in the school is trying to flirt with you and your completely shutting him out.”

“I just don't like him that way,” Twilight defended.

“Is there any reason why, if you don't mind me asking? Are you just not ready for a relationship?”

“No, no, it's not that. It's... Look, he's just not my type,” Twilight started to rub her shoulder nervously. “Can we drop this?”

“Of course Dear, I didn't mean to pry. But now I'm really curious as to what your type is. I hope you tell me when you are ready,” Rarity gave her a reassuring smile.

“Yeah, sure. When I'm ready,” Twilight looked away with a sigh.

The girls arrived at their destinations and fixed up the dresses before class, which went off without a hitch. Rarity aced the project as well as Twilight, although it was nothing less than expected. History ended all too soon for Twilight, however, for now it was time for her least favourite part of the day. First of all, it was the only class she didn't share with her friends, but the worst part was that it was gym. With a groan, Twilight entered the locker room and changed on the far side, away from the other girls. After another gruelling class of running, push-ups and dodge ball, Twilight hung back for a few minutes before going to the showers. This way, she would be alone, as Twilight was very uncomfortable showering with other girls. Finally, it was time for lunch, where she could meet up with all of her friends.

Twilight quickly grabbed her food and walked over to her groups regular table, where her friends were already sitting. The young scientist smiled as Sunset spotted her and eagerly waved her over.

“Hey Twi, how's your day been?” Sunset asked as Twilight sat down.

“Same as usual. How about you?”

“Pretty good, other than Dash getting us both in trouble in Mr. Doodles class,” Sunset scowled and the rainbow haired girl.

“Hey, I might have thrown the paper air-plane first, but you decided to throw it back,” Rainbow Dash defended.

“She's got a point there,” Pinkie Pie added.

“Ya coulda just ignored her,” Applejack agreed.

“Why are taking her side? She's the one, but I, she... Fine!” Sunset pouted and crossed her arms, but joined in when her friends laughed.

Twilight giggled at her friends antics, then took a moment once again to realize she had friends. Her life changed so much since the friendship games for the better. She felt happy, fulfilled, and like she finally achieved what she had wanted for so long. For the first time in her life, Twilight felt content, even if she didn't have everything she wanted, she was happy with her life and felt as if it would be okay if it stayed this way for a while.

It was then that the cafeteria doors slammed open to reveal a blue skinned girl with silver hair strutting with an air of arrogance. 

“Greetings Canterlot High! Did you miss The Great and Powerful Trixie while she was away last week on a family vacation? Do not fret, my loyal fans, for Trixie has learned a plethora of new tricks to dazzle you all with!” The girl, Trixie, exclaimed to the room dramatically.

Most of the students ignored her and continued with their own conversations. A few students cheered, but they were mostly at a table that Trixie was already heading towards. Trixie scowled before taking a seat at the table, which consisted of two girls and two boys. Clearly, Trixie was not happy with the reception she got. Even the girls at Twilight's table didn't react much.

“Great, our week of peace is over,” Rainbow Dash said sarcastically.

“Now, now, she may try to cause more commotion than a fox outside a hen house, but she ain't that bad,” Applejack offered. “At least she's gotten better since the Battle of the Bands.”

“I'm sure she's nice once you get to know her,” Fluttershy peeped.

“Yeah, but it was nice to get a break from her,” Sunset commented.

“Well we all knew she would be back today,” Rarity added. “She was only gone for last week. Oh, I suppose this is the first time you've seen her then, eh Twilight? Twilight?”

Rarity tried to get Twilight's attention, but the girl was staring open mouthed  across the cafeteria. All Twilight could focus on was about how that girl walked. How she talked. About that shining hair and those beautiful eyes. And that confident smile. Twilight could her hear her own heart beating in her ear until Rarity's voice finally broke through.

“Oh, sorry, what were you saying?” Twilight asked as she broke out of her daze

“We were just talking about how this must be the first time you've seen Trixie,” Sunset replied.

“Trixie?” Twilight questioned.

“Ya know, the drama queen who puts Rarity's theatrics to shame,” Applejack answered.

“Hey!” Rarity complained.

“Oh, yeah. I guess it is...” Twilight trailed off.

“You OK, Twi?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Yeah, I was, uh, just going over some homework in my head,” Twilight giggled nervously.

The others shrugged amongst themselves, believing that Twilight was just being her overachieving self, to which Twilight sighed with relief. However, Rarity eyed Twilight with a knowing look. Rarity knew a love struck gaze when she saw one and the ivory girl believed that she just figured out what Twilight's type was. She wasn't going to point it out in front of the others, but she knew that she had talk to Twilight about it soon.

“Anywho,” Pinkie started, “another first for Twilight is gonna be on Friday when she gets to come to one of our bi-weekly sleepovers!”

“That's right. You're sure in for a treat there Twilight. We always have a hoot at Pinkie's,” Applejack added.

“Oh, um, I'm not sure if I can make it, actually,” Twilight bit her lip as she fiddled with a fork.

“Aww, but why?” Pinkie asked, her eyes getting big and watery.

“My, um, parents want me home that night because... some of... my... Aunts are coming to visit?” Twilight drawled awkwardly.

“Dang, that sucks,” Rainbow frowned.

“Alright, but you have to come to the next one,” Pinkie leaned over the table and into Twilight's face. “Promise me.”

“O-OK, I p-promise,” Twilight stuttered.

Pinkie sat back down with a smile. “Okie-dokie-lokie!”

Twilight still looked nervous, even with Pinkie no longer intimidating her. She didn't like lying to her friends and wanted to tell them why she really couldn't go, but the fear of them rejecting her was present. Thankfully, lunch passed without another incident. Next, she had Science, to which she was pleasantly surprised to find out that she now shared with Trixie. She would have loved to watch the object of her new found affection, but for the first time in her life, she cursed her habit of sitting at the front of the class. After that was Math, which went by quickly.

After school, Twilight met up with her friends for one last goodbye before she headed to the bus stop to head back into the city. Twilight sighed for what felt like the thousandth time today. Normally, an afternoon of Science and Math would have been so relaxing and nice, but she couldn't focus on either subject with Trixie ruling her thoughts. Sure, she's had crushes on other girls before, but it was nothing like this. The worst part was that she couldn't even figure out why she was so enamoured with the magician. There was just something about her. As Twilight was about to climb onto the bus, she heard a familiar voice.

“Mind if I tag along?”

Twilight spun around and saw Rarity.

“Rarity? What are you doing here?” Twilight sputtered, confused.

“Oh, well there's this darling little shop in the city with some fabrics I need to pick up and I thought I could join you for the ride,” Rarity explained as she followed Twilight into the bus.

“Uh, sure. That will make the ride back a little less boring,” Twilight smiled happily.

“Of course it will!” Rarity exclaimed.

The girls arrived in the city and began walking, the shop being on the path to Twilight's home.

“So Twilight...” Rarity started.

“Hm?” Twilight urged her friend to continue.

“Well I was thinking about our little talk morning, and I was hoping tha,t if you wouldn't tell me who your type was, that you would let try and guess. I'm pretty good at this kind of thing.”

Twilight was hesitant to agree, but thought of a way to satisfy her friend. “Alright, but you only get three tries, OK?”

“That sounds fair,” Rarity agreed. “Let's see... how about that boy?”

Twilight didn't try to pinpoint the boy Rarity was pointing at. She just looked over at the general direction and shook her head.

“Nope, not someone like him.”

“OK,” Rarity said as she looked around again. “What about that one?”

Again, Twilight shook her head. She hoped that Rarity would accept that she failed and would stop asking her about who she-

“Then my last guess would be... her!”

Twilight stopped as her face went red as Rarity pointed her finger at a young lady across the street. How did Rarity guess? Twilight turned to the alabaster girl and fumbled with her words.

“Her? Wha- Why would you think that I, I mean, I don't, that is...”

But it was too late. Rarity stood in place with her hands on her hips and a 'gotcha' face. Twilight realized that she wasn't going to be able to hide her secret and started to tear up. Rarity dropped her smirk and quickly went to comfort her friend.

“Twilight, Darling, no! I didn't want to upset you. I only did this to show you that it doesn't matter if you're... well if you're attracted to girls.”

“But, but why would you still want to be friends with me? Don't you think it's weird?” Twilight asked, sniffling.

“Of course not! I like you for who you are. I'm not going to think any less of you for something like your sexuality. Is this why you're not coming to the sleepovers?”

Twilight nodded before she explained. “I didn't want to do or say anything weird or make you or the other girls uncomfortable. I thought it might have grossed you out if you slept next to a les... a lesb... a girl like me.”

“Nonsense. I can assure you that none of the others would feel that way,” Rarity pulled Twilight into a hug. “Whatever gave you that idea anyways.”

“Well the girls at Crystal Prep always said how gross they thought it was. I guess I just believed it was like that everywhere.”

Rarity chuckled. “We are certainly not like the girls at Crystal Prep. This does not change our friendship, Twilight, and I can promise you that the rest of our friends share my feelings. I won't make you come out to them, but I will say you might feel better if you do.”

“Really? They won't mind?” Twilight rubbed the remaining tears out of her eyes.

“They won't. However, when she finds out you lied about being busy, I'm sure Pinkie Pie will demand that you show up to the sleepovers,” Rarity laughed.

Twilight giggled as well. “Thanks Rarity, I feel like a huge weight was just taken off me.”

“I was simply trying to be a good friend. And don't you worry, I won't tell a single soul. It'll be up to you about who you want to know. However, I will be able to talk to you any time you need me,” Rarity smiled warmly before smirking. “You know how I do enjoy gossip every now and then and I hope you'll come to me with every detail.”

Twilight laughed nervously. “Sure Rarity, if something happens, I'll let you know first.”

“Good.” Rarity nodded as she started to walk again, followed by Twilight.

Twilight felt good about finally coming out, even if it was only to Rarity. She figured she wouldn't say anything about her crush just yet because she was sure Rarity would try to drag every detail out of her, even if it was with good intentions. Twilight was sure she would get way too embarrassed with that talk. However, the duo only walked for about a minute when Rarity began talking again.

“So Trixie, huh? Not my first choice, but I suppose I could see the appeal.”

Twilight stopped again as her eyes became wide on her now red face.
> Talking
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	“Oh my...” Rarity gasped as she looked up at the large manor. “This is where you live?”

“Um, y-yeah,” Twilight replied, embarrassed by Rarity's reaction, “but it's not that big, is it?”

“Twilight, this place is only a step down from a mansion!” Rarity exclaimed before she squealed. “I feel as if I'm under-dressed.”

“No, no, you're fine. I only invited you over for dinner. We can just grab whatever the chef made and bring it up to my room,” Twilight explained.

“What about your family?” Rarity asked.

“My brother's still at Crystal prep and my parents won't be home until later.”

“I see. Do they know about, well, about you?” Rarity questioned cautiously.

Twilight turned her gaze to her feet as they got closer to the front door. “No. I don't think anything bad would happen if I did tell them, but I'm still nervous. What would they think of me? Would it become awkward around the house?”

“Perfectly understandable,” Rarity put a hand on her friends shoulder. “I already told, you don't need to come out in some grand fashion. We'll take it step by step and only when you're ready. I just hope you know you don't have to do it alone now.”

Twilight looked up and smiled as they entered.

“Oh, it's even more lavish on the inside,” Rarity squealed.

A nearby maid looked over to Rarity weirdly, causing the pale girl to blush. The girls went to the kitchen, where Twilight's family chef cooked and served them some roast beef and vegetables. They then climbed a large flight of stairs and traveled down a hallway until they reached the door to Twilight's room. Twilight opened it to reveal a moderately sized room with purple wallpaper and a lighter purple carpet. Rarity saw that Twilight had a queen sized bed and a dresser as well as two desks, each with a chair placed in front of them. One was covered in beakers, tubes and other scientific equipment. The other had a computer and a small stack of papers.

“Normally I'd just get some dinner, then come up here to eat and do homework. This is the first time I've had a friend over,” Twilight giggled lightly. “We can eat on the bed.”

“Well I'm honored to be the first to come visit,” Rarity stated happily before her smile turned into a mischievous smirk. “Perhaps you'll get Trixie in here some day.”

Twilight nearly tripped as she walked over to the bed. “O-oh, um, well, maybe. O-or next time, we can invite the rest of our friends.”

“Nice try, but you're not avoiding this. We're alone now so I want you to start spilling,” Rarity daintily sat on the bed and gave an expecting look.

Twilight's blush deepened as she picked at her meal. “I really don't know what to say. I don't even know how to describe it.”

“What do you find attractive about her?” Rarity pressed.

“Well, she is pretty. Really, really pretty,” Twilight commented as she tried to suppress a goofy grin, “but what I think I really like about her is her confidence. I always shy away from the spotlight and freeze when people watch me, but she's completely different. She all but demands others attention. It looks like she craves it. And all I wanted to do was pay all of mine to her.”

Rarity giggled. “I would certainly call that a crush. You should try talking to her.”

“What!?” Twilight almost shrieked. “I can't do that! She's probably straight anyways...”

“Well you won't know until you try. What's the worst thing that could happen?”

“She's repulsed by my feelings and never wants to see me again,” Twilight whimpered. 

“Then she wasn't the one. However, knowing Trixie, she would probably be happy to have your adoration, even if she doesn't reciprocate the feeling,” Rarity stated.

Twilight put her index fingers together and meekly looked Rarity in the eyes. “But what would the other students at CHS think? I don't want to be a weird outcast again.”

“Darling, you're not the first homosexual to walk those halls,” Rarity laughed as Twilight scrunched up her face.

“Really? There are others there? Who?”

“Well, for starters, there's Lyra and Bonbon,” Rarity started to explain.

“Is one of them gay?” Twilight asked. “Well, they are really good friends. I guess something like that wouldn't come between them.”

“Twilight, dear, think about it,” Rarity chuckled.

Twilight focused for almost half a minute when suddenly she had a revelation. “Oh. OH! Ohhh. That makes a lot of sense. They are always so close to each other.”

“You see, there's nothing to worry about. And besides, the other girls and I will always be your friends,” Rarity slung an arm around her purple friend.

Twilight smiled. “Thanks. You know, I think I want to tell the others tomorrow.” 

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I want to go to the sleepover, but I want them to know about me if I do,” Twilight affirmed her decision.

“Aright then! I'll be behind you for support if you need it.”

“Thanks Rarity. You've been a lot of help.”

“Of course dear. That's what friends are for. Unfortunately, it is getting late and it is a fairly long bus ride home, so I must say farewell,” Rarity sighed.

“Right, I also have homework to do. I'll walk you to the door.”

The girls left the room and started down the hall, but stopped when a tall grey skinned woman with purple and white hair wearing a suit stepped out of another room in front of them.

“Oh,” the woman exclaimed, “hello, um...”

“Hi mom. This is Rarity. She came over for dinner,” Twilight explained.

“You had someone over for dinner? Is this one of your new friends?” Twilight's mother asked, now smiling warmly.

“Yes. I hope that was alright.”

“Of course it is. Where are all of your other friends though? I would have loved to meet them,” Twilight's mother asked.

“Only Rarity came,” Twilight answered, trying to move past her mother, “but she has to leave now.”

“It was nice to meet you, Mrs Sparkle,” Rarity called as she left.

“Oh, you can call me Velvet,” Velvet replied.

Velvet saw her daughter hug her friend quite tightly before coming back.

“So it was just the two of you up there? Alone? I thought you made a few new friends” Velvet asked.

“I did. It's just that there was something Rarity and I wanted to talk about. I know it's weird. I never had friends to bring over before. I'm having a ton of new experiences lately,” Twilight giggled as she passed her mom and ran up the stairs.

Velvet raised and eyebrow as she watched her daughter. “Alone with her female friend having new experiences in her bedroom... What am I doing?  I shouldn't jump to conclusions.”

Velvet laughed to herself as she continued to her room, but stopped again to think. “And yet?”

The next day rolled around for Twilight, who walked through the school doors with a little more trepidation. She convinced herself to confess to her friends the previous night, but as the time drew closer, her nerve began to waver. She sat down next to Rarity, who was eager to see her.

“Good morning Twilight! I sent texts to the others asking them if they would like to have lunch out in the field today. It'll give us some privacy and if you feel as if you can't go through with it, I'll just tell them I wanted a change of scenery,” Rarity smiled.

“OK, I think I can do it. Thanks again Rarity. I owe you,” Twilight smiled back.

“I just hope you come to me if you need any dresses for your future dates,” Rarity offered with a wink.

Twilight blushed. “Sure.”

The class ended and the girls parted ways with Rarity wishing Twilight luck on her most dreaded class. Even though gym proved much more difficult than her other classes, Twilight was thankful that it did take her mind off of what she planned to do at lunch. However, it had to come to an end and Twilight found herself leaving the locker room and heading to her locker to get her lunch. The purple skinned girl was so focused on how she was going to word her confession that she didn't pay attention to her course and inevitably collided with another student. Stumbling, Twilight looked to apologize when she froze on the spot.

“Who dares to bump into Trixie?” Trixie growled, staring down Twilight. 

“Um...” Twilight stared back, a deer caught in the headlights.

“Wait, Twilight Sparkle? You look different. Or are you that new Twilight I've been hearing about?” 

“Um...” Twilight desperately pleaded for her brain to start working properly.

“I guess that means you're the new one. Well, aren't you going to apologize for walking into me?” Trixie's eyes narrowed as she placed her hands on her hips.

“I...” Twilight could feel every bead of sweat on her face.

“Of course not. This is probably Trixie's fault as well. It always is” Trixie scowled as she pushed passed Twilight. “Doesn't matter if some magical creature is controlling her mind or not.”

Twilight blinked several times before she could talk again. “You have pretty eyes...”

Bulk Biceps, who was just walking by where Trixie was standing, blushed. “Thanks.”

Twilight blushed as well before rushing out to the field where her friends were waiting.

“Twilight! Over here!” Rainbow waved while Pinkie held a big sign with an arrow pointing at her.

“Hey guys,” Twilight greeted as she sat down with them.

“Great day for an outdoor lunch, huh?” Sunset commented. “Good idea Rarity.”

Twilight took a deep breath and looked around. “Actually, Rarity asked you guys to come out here so that I could tell you all something.”

She got an encouraging nod from Rarity and curious looks from her other friends.

“You see, I lied about my Aunts coming on Friday. I don't have any plans at all,” Twilight started.

“What!” Pinkie Cried. “But why would you lie? Don't you want to come and have fun with us?”

“I do, really!” Twilight quickly added. “There is one reason why I lied...”

“Which is...” Applejack pressed.

“I, um,” Twilight suddenly was at a loss for words.

“Is something wrong?” Fluttershy was the first to get concerned.

Twilight almost began to panic, tears forming in her eyes, when she remembered all the things Rarity told her yesterday. Surprising herself, Twilight managed to calm down.

“The reason why I lied to get out of the sleepover was because... I like girls.”

“What does that mean?” Rainbow asked.

“Like Lyra and Bonbon like each other,” Rarity added.

The others collectively said “ohhh”, save for Sunset, who burst out laughing.

“What's so funny?” Rarity asked, a little disturbed by Sunset's reaction.

“Sorry,” Sunset choked out as she laughed, “I sometimes forget how sensitive humans can be when it comes to sexuality.”

“Ah take it that Equestria is more tolerant on the subject,” Applejack questioned.

“Tolerant? There's nothing to tolerate back home. You love who you love and no one even questions it,” Sunset explained as she calmed down.

“Well it's the same with us Twi,” Rainbow claimed.

“Really, you still want me to come to the sleepover?” Twilight asked hopefully.

“Well that depends,” Pinkie started as she moved next to Twilight. “Are you some closet nymphomaniac with a bunch of weird kinks?”

“No!” Twilight shouted as her face turned red.

Pinkie frowned. “That's disappointing, but you're still invited.”

“It doesn't matter who you like Twilight, we're still friends,” Fluttershy piped up.

Twilight could feel tears in her eyes again. However, this time they were powered by joy.

“That's fine an all, but are you attracted to one of us?” Applejack asked. “Ah mean, that's okay, but is that why you didn't want to come?”

Twilight flushed and stuttered. “N-no, I don't like any of you! I m-mean in that way. B-but I still want to be friends, not that you're not beautiful, but, um, I mean-”

It was then that Rarity decided to save her friend. “Twilight and I talked yesterday and I can confirm that she is not attracted to any of us.”

Twilight sighed with relief until Rarity sang out her next statement.

“Because she has a crush on someone else!”

Twilight could only gawk at the friend who betrayed her.

“Oh, don't give me that look, darling,” Rarity giggled, “you know I had to. I did wait until you came out.”

Twilight turned away from Rarity to see her friends giving her similar smirks.

“So who's the lucky girl?” Sunset leaned in close to Twilight.

Twilight blushed as she tried to scoot away, keeping her mouth shut.

“Maybe Rarity will tell us,” Rainbow offered, looking over to the ivory girl.

“I'm not that cruel,” Rarity snickered. “She didn't even tell me. I simply put it together.”

“Is it someone we know?” Pinkie asked, to which Twilight squeaked. 

“Ah think that noise means yes,” Applejack stated.

“Does she go to CHS?” Rainbow asked.

Twilight squeaked.

“Is she in our year?” Applejack continued the inquisition.

Twilight squeaked again.

“Oh! Is it Roseluck?” Pinkie guessed.

“No reaction. Berry punch?” Rainbow pressed.

“Carrot Top?” 

“Colgate?”

“Photo Finish?”

“Octavia?”

“Could it be Trixie?” Sunset tried as her first guess.

Twilight tried to will herself to be quiet, but a small squeak escaped.

“Really? Trixie?” Rainbow gawked. “Why her?”

“Now, now Rainbow Dash,” Rarity interrupted, “we don't judge her on her feelings. We can endlessly tease her, but we won't judge.”

Twilight groaned as she covered her face.

“Trixie, wow. I was just throwing out a name. Didn't see that one coming,” Sunset thought out loud. “We don't exactly have the best history with her.”

“But Twilight doesn't have any history with her. You should totally ask her out!” Pinkie suggested.

Twilight shook her head while still hiding her face. "I wouldn't even know what to say."

"Then we'll help! I totally think you guys would be super cute together!" Pinkie announced.

"Help?" Twilight asked.

"Sure. We've ain't to foreign to the concept of flirting," Applejack replied, "We'll gladly help ya."

Twilight was touched by her friends willingness to aid her, but couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't going to end well.
> Flirting
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	“Alrighty!” Pinkie Pie announced as she began to pace back and forth in front of her friends. “The best way to handle this is to treat it like a class. Twilight loves classes.”

The girls seated themselves on the bleachers after Twilight's confession. With some reluctance the purple girl agreed to let her friends teach her on how she should approach her crush. However, despite their enthusiasm, Twilight couldn't shake the feeling that this was going to end horribly.

“That sounds like it could be fun,” Twilight gave a nervous smile.

“First of all, when do you see the lovely magician next?” Rarity asked.

“We have science with her next period,” Rainbow answered. “I think Mr. Whooves said we're working with partners today.”

“Wonderful. You and Fluttershy can partner up which will give Twilight the perfect excuse to talk to Trixie,” Rarity suggested.

“Next period!” Twilight cried out with shock. “I don't even know what I would say to her!”

“That's why we're here to help,” Sunset put a hand on her friends shoulder to comfort her.

“It shouldn't be too hard. Ah had to give advice to my brother when he wanted to talk to girls,” Applejack started, “although ah never thought I'd be giving the same advice to another girl. Either way, the best thing ya can do is be honest. Tell her what ya like about her. Trust me.”

“Won't that be a little blunt?” Twilight questioned.

“Maybe, but it worked wonders for Big Mac,” Applejack replied with pride.

“Isn't he dating Ms. Cherilee?” Sunset asked.

Applejack shuddered. “Yeah. Ah might have been more hesitant to help him if ah knew who he had his eye on.”

“Anyways,” Rainbow cut in, “what you should be doing is showing off how awesome you are.”

“I don't really think that I'm awesome,” Twilight mumbled.

“Well, maybe you're not as awesome as me, but you're, like, crazy smart. Try to impress her,” Rainbow suggested.

“I'm pretty sure Trixie is the one who likes to do the impressing,” Sunset interjected.

“Then show her you have something in common then,” Rainbow stated stubbornly.

“I think the best thing to do is to try to make her laugh and smile!” Pinkie bounced onto the spot next to Twilight. “Know any good jokes?”

Twilight thought for a moment before responding. “I know a really good one about photons and gravity wells.”

“... So no,” Pinkie deadpanned before smiling again, “but have no fear, for your big sis Pinkie Pie is here to help!”

“Big sis? I'm pretty sure I'm older than you,” Twilight frowned.

“Big sis Pinkie Pie!” Pinkie repeated. “Now repeat after me. Knock knock.”

“Um, Knock kn-knock.” Twilight stammered.

“Say it with confidence,” Pinkie demanded.

“Oh, sorry. Ahem, Knock... Knock?” Twilight shrank in her place.

“OK...” Pinkie focused as she started smile. “So jokes aren't your thing. Then try to make her smile by complimenting her.”

“I think I could do that,” Twilight smiled back. “Should I tell her she's pretty?”

“Nah, that's way over played. You need to be more up to date! Say she's groovy. Or hip. Or phat.” Pinkie said as she tried to take a gangsta pose.

“You want her to say she's fat!” Rarity cried out with shock.

“Not fat. Phat. With a P H. Trust me, all the kids are saying it these days,” Pinkie explained.

“I think she should avoid that one,” Sunset chuckled to herself.

“Um, maybe just being nice will help,” Fluttershy spoke up. “I mean, maybe pulling out her chair for her or holding a door open.”

“A little cliche,” Sunset commented.

“But not a bad idea,” Rarity added as she moved to sit next to Twilight. “What I would suggest, darling, is to ask her about herself and listen. Everyone loves to talk about themselves, even if it is a little, and they always appreciate someone who takes an interest. I believe it would work especially well on Trixie.”

“Anyone could tell you that,” Sunset rolled her eyes.

“Well Ms. Shimmer,” Rarity narrowed her eyes towards the bacon haired girl, “since you have some input on the suggestion of everyone else, why not give one yourself?”

Sunset blushed as she rubbed the back of her head. “Fair enough. I've only had one boyfriend, but that came to an end when I let my ambition take over. So just don't become a rampaging demon bent on... world... domination...”

Twilight flinched as she recalled the incident at the friendship games while the others shook their heads.

“Right, sorry,” Sunset apologized.

“It's alright,” Twilight laughed meekly, “but I hope that doesn't make Trixie think any less of me.”

“I think she was out on her vacation when that happened,” Rainbow offered.

It was then that the bell rang, signalling to the girls that they needed to start heading to their next class. The group packed up their things and started to head inside.

“Ah hope it goes well,” Applejack thought out loud.

“No need to worry,” Rainbow boasted, “Fluttershy and I'll be there to make sure it goes over smoothly.”

“Yes, that sure does give us plenty of confidence,” Rarity muttered.

“Thanks girls,” Twilight pulled her friends into a group hug. “No matter what happens, I'm so happy to come clean to you. I've never felt so relieved before.”

“Of course dear,” Rarity said as she squeezed.

“We'd never abandon a friend!” Pinkie exclaimed.

“Good luck to ya, Twi,” Applejack nodded as the group started to split up. “Let us know how ya did after school.”

Twilight waved goodbye as she, Rainbow and Fluttershy entered their class. She took their regular seats at the front desk as the other students trickled in. The last student to enter, right before the bell, was the object of Twilight's affection. The aspiring scientist froze as Trixie walked by, but it seemed as if the magician didn't even realize that Twilight existed. A moment later, their teacher, Mr whooves, rushed into the room.

“I apologize for the tardiness, class,” Mr. Whooves sputtered as he got his papers in order. “Today, we'll be doing the work on pages thirty four through forty one of your textbooks. You may work in partners or on your own, but I expect you to hand in your answers at the end of class.”

Most of the students started to move around to sit with their friends. However, Twilight remained in place until Rainbow nudged her in her side.

“Come on, she's by herself. This is your chance,” Rainbow urged.

“I don't think I can do it. How do I ask to work her?” Twilight whispered, her breathing quickening.

“Just ask her. What's so complicated about it?”

“Um, Twilight,” Fluttershy interrupted. “Can you try to think of a place you really like.”

Twilight gave the shy girl a weird look. “Sure, like the library?”

“That will work. Now, I want you to close your eyes, think about being there and count to ten,” Fluttershy instructed.

Twilight did as she was told and found that she was calming down.

“Better?” Fluttershy asked.

“Better,” Twilight breathed out slowly.

“I do that whenever I'm starting to feel stressed. Although, I think about being at the animal shelter with all of my furry little friends,” Fluttershy explained.

“So are you going to talk to her?” Rainbow pressed.

“I'll try,” Twilight replied as she stood up and walked towards the back of the class.

Trixie was staring at her textbook, nibbling on the end of her pencil. Twilight found the action adorable and didn't even realize she was staring until the blue girl looked up at her.

“You? Trixie has work to do. What do you want?” Trixie asked with boredom, although Twilight could tell she was happy for a distraction from her work.

“Um, h-hi,” Twilight meekly greeted.

“Hi,” Trixie responded sarcastically. “Can Trixie do anything for you?”

Twilight took a deep breath and clutched her textbook closely to her chest. “Do you want to work together?”

Trixie looked surprised before she looked around the room as if she was searching for something. “Why?”

“I-I'm sorry about earlier. I thought we could start over,” Twilight stammered.

“What about your Rainboom friends?” Trixie questioned with suspicion.

“They're working together. I don't mind though. Is... Is that a no?” Twilight's heart sank as she asked.

Trixie still seemed unsure, but nodded her head. “I guess.”

Twilight took the seat next to her crush and opened her book. The two worked in silence for a few minutes when Twilight thought she'd try out Rarity's advice.

“So how about you tell me about yourself,” Twilight suggested with a forced smile.

Trixie gave Twilight an odd look, prompting Twilight to continue.

“I mean, you seem really interesting.”

Trixie's face lit up as her face grew smug. “Well it appears that you have a good eye. Trixie is more than just interesting. She's the next up and coming world famous magician!”

“Really? Stage magic?” Twilight almost snorted, but caught herself. “I mean that's neat. What kind of tricks do you do?”

“Every kind of course!” Trixie exclaimed. “I could show you one now.”

“Oh, sure,” Twilight nodded, happy that things were going well.

Trixie smirked as she pulled out a deck of cards. “Pick a card.”

Twilight chose  a card and saw it was the three of clubs while Trixie twirled the rest of the deck in her hand. 

“Now put it back and shuffle the deck for me,” Trixie ordered.

Twilight did as such when Trixie took the deck back. 

“Now it's time to be amazed!” Trixie stated as she ran her fingers along the side of the deck, causing a single card to fly out.

It landed on the desk face up as the three of clubs.

“Ta-da!” Trixie proudly cheered.

Twilight thought this would be the perfect time to show off how smart she was, like Rainbow suggested.

“Impressive. You almost couldn't tell that it was a trick deck.”

Trixie nearly dropped her cards before scowling. “It's not a trick deck!”

“Sure it is. One end of each card is slightly wider than the other. You just made sure my card was backwards so that you could pull it out easily,” Twilight explained happily.

“Lucky guess,” Trixie frowned. “I should show you the rabbit in the box.”

“Is that one of those boxes with a mirror to make it look empty?” Twilight asked.

Trixie growled. “What about the hiding a coin in a handkerchief trick?”

“Hidden pocket,” Twilight replied.

Trixie could hear some of the nearby students snickering and decided to change the subject. “Let's just get back to work.”

“Oh, OK,” Twilight agreed.

As the duo worked, Twilight noticed that Trixie seemed to struggle with most of the questions.

“Be honest. Applejack said it would work,” Twilight whispered to herself. “Hey Trixie?”

“Hmm?” Trixie grumbled.

“If you're having trouble, I could help,” Twilight offered.

“Excuse me?” Trixie asked as she looked around to see that Twilight was drawing the attention of the same nearby students.

“You've gotten the last four questions wrong. It's OK if science isn't your best subject.”

Trixie blushed as some of the other students laughed. “I'm doing fine. Let's move to that corner. There's less distractions over there.”

Twilight realized what she had done when she heard the others laugh and immediately regretted it. However, she thought that she could make up for it by being nice like Fluttershy said. As Trixie was about to sit down, Twilight pulled the seat out for her. Unfortunately, she pulled it out too far, causing Trixie to fall harshly onto the hard floor. The majority of the class erupted in laughter as Trixie stood up, rubbing her behind.

“Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!” Twilight apologized.

“Why did you do that!?” Trixie yelled.

“Calm down,” Mr whooves demanded. “Trixie, are you okay?”

“Trixie will be fine,” Trixie mumbled as she sat on her chair.

“Trixie, I am really sorry,” Twilight whispered when she sat down.

“What are you doing?” Trixie asked.

“What do you mean?” Twilight questioned, confused.

“Why do you want to work with Trixie?”

“Because I want to get to know you better,” Twilight answered. 

“But why,” Trixie pressed, leaning in close with narrowed eyes.

Twilight started to stammer with Trixie in such close proximity and her rising guilt that she was desperately trying to find something to say. However, Twilight unfortunately remembered Pinkie's advice.

“Because you're so phat!”

The room went silent as Trixie leaned back, her eyes wide. Twilight was too shocked with herself to explain, but could see the tears forming in Trixie's eyes.

“Trixie thinks she knows why you wanted to be her partner now.”

Trixie picked up her paper and slammed it on Mr Whooves desk before she left the room, just in time for the bell. The other students packed up their things and left quietly, leaving Twilight to her thoughts until her friends came to her desk.

“I'm not going to lie,” Rainbow started, “but I don't think there are many ways that that could've gone worse.”

Twilight let her head fall into her hands, believing that she just blew her chances with the girl of her dreams.
> Shopping
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Twilight sulked for the duration of her final class. Not even the glorious wonders of Math could do anything to cheer her up. Of course word spread of Twilight's words and actions towards Trixie, but it seemed that the other students didn't take much of an interest in it more than any other high school gossip. Twilight mindlessly finished the problems on the sheet before her until the final bell rang. The purple girl slung her back pack on and trudged out of the school. Upon reaching the front doors, Twilight was met with a near bone crushing hug.

“Twilight! Dear, Fluttershy told me what happened. Are you okay?” Rarity asked as she pulled back to look Twilight in the eyes.

“Not really,” Twilight sniffled, “I don't think that that could've gone any worse.”

“Don't cry, Darling, I'm sure it wasn't that bad,” Rarity tried to comfort.

Before Twilight could reply, the two could hear a high pitched squealing rapidly approaching. Pinkie Pie rocketed out of the school and bee-lined for Twilight.

“Twilight! How did it go? Did you take our advice? Did you smooch? Are you two in love? CAN I PLAN YOUR WEDDING!?” Pinkie rambled until Rarity placed a palm over her mouth.

“Pinkie, I don't believe right now is the best time,” Rarity explained.

Pinkie eyes darted to Twilight, who was still wearing a saddened face and realized that something was amiss.

Removing Rarity's hand, Pinkie spoke much more calmly. “What happened?”

“I messed up majorly and now Trixie hates me,” Twilight answered.

The girls moved to the bleachers where the rest of their friends joined them. Twilight explained what happened, with the unwanted help from Rainbow. After the explanation, Sunset was the first to speak up.

“Why did you call her fat?”

“I panicked and what Pinkie said was the first thing that came to mind,” Twilight replied as tears began to form.

“Oh, don't cry,” Pinkie said as she started to tear up as well. “I'm sorry for giving you bad advice.”

“It's not your fault that I'm such a screw up,” Twilight began to cry.

“You are not a screw up.” Sunset sat down next to Twilight and hugged her. “And I'm sure Trixie will forgive you. Maybe not soon, but she will.”

Unfortunately, this did not relieve Twilight, who began to sob.

After a moment, Twilight quieted down to a sniffle. “I'm sorry for wasting your time like this.”

“No sweat, Twi. We keep telling you, this is what friends do,” Rainbow stated.

“I may have an idea on how to cheer our dear Twilight up,” Rarity started.

“An how's that?” Applejack asked.

“Retail therapy!” Rarity exclaimed.

“Retail therapy?” Twilight echoed.

“We'll go to the mall, spend some money and we'll make you feel like a girl that could get any... girl she wanted,” Rarity explained.

“Really Rarity? Shopping?” Rainbow asked incredulously. 

“It always helps me when I'm feeling down. I'll even buy you whatever you want,” Rarity turned to Twilight.

“I don't know...” Twilight mumbled.

“Come on Twilight, it could help to take your mind off of things. It's a good way to spend time with your friends,” Sunset urged.

“I guess we could try it,” Twilight relented, a little happy that her friends would go to such lengths to help her.

“Wonderful! Trust me, Twilight, we'll get you smiling again,” Rarity happily squealed.

“Well, Ah'd love to go with ya, but Ah promised Granny Smith that Ah would help her move a new shipment of apple cider in the cafeteria. Don't get too down now, alright Twi?”

“Alright,” Twilight nodded as she managed a small smile.

The girls waved goodbye as the cowgirl departed.

“I just need to let my mom know that I'll be home late,” Twilight explained as she pulled out her cell phone and started dialling.

“Hello?” Velvet answered.

“Hi mom,” Twilight greeted.

“Hi sweetie. How are you? Is everything okay?” Velvet questioned.

“Yes, everything's fine. I'm just letting you know that I'm going to be home late tonight.”

“Oh, and why's that?”

“My friends and I are going shopping. I hope that's OK.”

“Of course it is, Sweetie. Do you want me to put some more money in your account?”

“No, what I have should be enough. Besides, Rarity said she was going to buy me something.”

“Rarity? The same one you brought over yesterday?”

“Yep!”

“And she's buying you things now. For any particular reason?”

“She's just trying to make me happy. I'll explain later.”

“... I hope you do.” Twilight couldn't help but hear the suspicion in her mothers voice, but shrugged it off. “I hope you have fun.”

“Thanks mom, I'll see you later.”

“Bye Sweetie. Don't be too late.”

Twilight hung up and headed out with her friends.

Meanwhile, Applejack was headed back into the school when something caught her eye. Leaving was a very disgruntled Trixie, scowling as she descended the front steps. Applejack weighed her options for a moment before she decided that the embodiment of honesty should at least try to set things straight.

“Hey Trixie!”

Trixie looked up, but her frown deepened upon seeing Applejack. “Great. Another one. Here to make fun of Trixie's hair?”

“Now, no need to be hostile. I just want to talk,” Applejack said as she rose her hands defensively.

“And why does The Great and Powerful Trixie have to talk to you,” Trixie growled.

“You don't have to do nothin. But It'd be mighty kind of ya to hear me out,” Applejack explained.

Trixie gave Applejack a concerned and suspicious look, but nodded. “Go on then.”

“Now, ah heard about what happened between you and Twilight and ah'd like to set the record straight.”

“What is there to set straight? Sparkle made a joke of Trixie's hobby, played a harsh trick and outright insulted Trixie!” Trixie spat.

“Ah know, but ah want you to know that she didn't mean any of that. She really was just trying to be your friend,” Applejack continued.

“She sure has a funny way of doing it,” Trixie crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes.

“She also transformed into a evil demon and plotted to take over the world during the Friendship Games. Ah love her, but she ain't so smart when it comes to social pressure.”

“Do you mean literally? Like, Trixie thought she had a meltdown and people were over exaggerating.”

“It's all true. Twi would never do anything to hurt someone intentionally,” Applejack concluded.

“Alright, let's say Trixie believes you,” Trixie started, “then why was Sparkle trying to befriend Trixie? Well, Trixie knows that everyone wants to be her friend, but why is she stepping up?”

Applejack froze, trying to think of a way of talking her way around the question without revealing Twilight's secret. Aware that she was the schools worst liar, she tried to divert the conversation.

“Well it certainly wasn't to insult ya like that. Do you think you can forgive her?” Applejack chuckled nervously.

Trixie thought for a moment. “Trixie supposes she might, but she did not appreciate the comments about her weight!”

Applejack could see that she was losing Trixie and quickly interjected. “That one can be placed on a friend of ours. She told Twi that phat was slang for cool.”

Trixie didn't look like she believed that. “Really, that's the best you could come up with?”

“I ain't lyin',” Applejack snapped. “Why can't you let it go?”

Trixie recoiled before she scowled at the ground with a sigh. “You're right. Trixie should be sorry. It's her fault again. Like it always is.”

Applejack had flashbacks to the Battle of the Bands and felt sick to her stomach. “Nah, Ah should apologize. Ah didn't mean to lash out at ya. Ah'm just upset that this misunderstanding caused such a kerfuffle. This ain't your fault.”

Trixie looked up questioningly. “You're apologizing... to Trixie?”

Applejack walked over and placed an arm on the blue girls shoulder. “Ah am. And ah'm starting to think me an my friends owe you an apology for treating you like a villain after the Battle of the Bands. That wasn't right of us.”

Trixie gave a small smile. “That... means a lot to Trixie. She admits that she does feel guilty for helping the sirens, but she didn't want to admit that she was tricked. Trixie is the one with the tricks.”

“No shame in it. They got us too. I'll talk to my friends. Ah'm sure they'd like to talk things out as well.”

“You're actually very nice. Trixie is surprisingly glad that she talked to you.”

“Wouldn't have happened in the first place if it wasn't for Twi.”

“Trixie guesses you're right. Very well! Trixie will give Sparkle another chance. But now, Trixie is off!”

“Big plans for the night?” Applejack asked.

“No, Trixie just wishes to go to the mall to pick up some things before it gets late,” Trixie replied.

“Meeting up with your friends?”

Trixie stammered a bit. “Er, no. She will be going alone.”

“Well ah wish you luck. Have a great day Trixie,” Applejack waved as she departed.

“Same to you,” Trixie called as she continued on her path.

Applejack felt great. She was happy that Trixie didn't turn out to be as thick headed as she thought. Also, she couldn't wait to tell Twilight that Trixie was willing to forgive her. Of course, they were going to have to have a sit down to make sure Twilight would be ready next time she met Trix-

“Wait, did Trixie say she was going to the mall?” Applejack wondered out loud. “That has disaster written all over it. Ah should let the girls know.”

Applejack frantically searched her pockets,but the cowgirl couldn't find her cellphone.

“Horse apples! Where in blazes did ah leave that thing?”

It only took about half an hour for Twilight and her friends to reach the mall.

“I've never been to the mall with friends before,” Twilight commented as they walked through the doors.

“Sounds like you're feeling better already,” Rarity said cheerfully. “Now what store should we visit first? There are plenty of clothing stores. Maybe we could get you a new outfit?”

“Actually, if you don't mind, there's a new book on the study of string theory I would like if we can stop by the book store,” Twilight asked.

Rarity deflated but retained her smile. “Of course dear, we're here for you.”

The girls stopped at several stores, including the book store where Rarity bought Twilight the book that she wanted. After some time had passed, the group went to the food court.

“I have to admit, that was more fun than I thought it would be,” Twilight, now much happier, smiled.

“And I guess shopping wasn't that bad,” Rainbow added, “when you're with friends at least.”

“I'm glad you're feeling better Twilight,” Rarity stated.

“Too bad it's getting late. I promised the Cakes I'd help close the shop tonight,” Pinkie sighed, “so I should get going.”

“I need to go too. My animal friends need to be fed,” Fluttershy muttered.

“Yeah, if you don't mind Twi, Sun and I were going to see that new action flick and the last show is in an hour,” Rainbow mumbled with a mouth full of food.

“Don't worry. You girls have done more than enough. I only have one more place I want to go anyways,” Twilight replied.

“As well as I.” Rarity started, “How about we meet at the front entrance in twenty minutes to walk to the bus station?”

“Sure. Bye everyone, thanks for being there for me,” Twilight waved as she got up from the table and left.

Twilight was happy that no one asked where she was going, for she would be too embarrassed to explain. Twilight's bras were getting old and worn and she had been meaning to buy some new ones and preferred to do so quickly without anyone else around. Twilight entered a popular underwear shop. The products were a little flashy and the store had some more risque options, but they had quality products. Twilight quickened her pace to the section that held the plainest bras and proceeded to pick out a few. In her rush, Twilight spun around to the cash register, only to collide with another girl. The two stumbled back a couple of steps and regained their balance.

“I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was-” Twilight stopped upon seeing who she bumped into.

Trixie rubbed her head as she looked up at Twilight, her eyes widening with surprise. “Sparkle? What are you doing here?”

Twilight stuttered a bit before her answer came out. “I'm so sorry. About earlier I mean. I didn't-”

Trixie held up her hand. “Your friend already explained it to Trixie. Trixie isn't happy, but she is willing to forgive you.”

“Really? That's great! I mean, I just wanted to get to know you better,” Twilight started to fiddle with the bags she was carrying, but her eyes were drawn to what Trixie was holding.

The blue girl held a set of very small, very frilly, lingerie. Twilight's cheeks began to glow red as she desperately tried to fight away the images of Trixie wearing nothing but the thin cloth. Trixie noticed the other girl's stare and hid the underwear behind her back with a blush of her own. 

“T-Trixie was feeling insecure and wanted to get something to make herself fell... attractive."

Twilight wanted to say that Trixie was already incredibly attractive as she was, but could not bring up the courage. Instead, she focused her energy on not having a panic attack.

“Anyways, Trixie might be inclined to give you another chance, especially if you don't tell anyone about this,” Trixie awkwardly offered.

Twilight could only manage a nod.

“What's wrong with you?” Trixie asked, becoming frustrated.

Twilight finally snapped out of her trance. “Nothing! I mean, I won't say a thing. And... again, I want to apologize. I got flustered because you just looked so beau, er, cool and I really wanted to be your friend, but I'm sort of new to the whole friendship thing.”

Trixie seemed to appreciate the compliment. “Ah, of course. Trixie supposes she can't blame you for getting tongue tied in her presence. Very well, Trixie forgives you. On the condition that you avoid insulting her.”

“Does that mean we're friends?” Twilight asked hopefully.

Trixie scoffed. “Don't be so hasty, Sparkle. Trixie has forgiven you, so we will start with a clean slate. We'll talk tomorrow so that you may try to impress Trixie.”

“Um, OK,” Twilight nodded.

Trixie began to walk away, but turned around before she rounded the isle corner. “Oh, and remember, what you saw here is our little secret,” she said as she placed a finger to her lips and winked.

Once she was out of sight, Twilight whipped out her inhaler and took a deep breath from it. After making her purchase, Twilight met up with Rarity at the entrance to tell her what happened.

“That's wonderful news?” Rarity squealed. “She must have felt better after talking to Applejack. Our country friend just texted me saying that she saw Trixie and talked to her after we parted ways. I must commend Applejack. She really did quite a job recovering the whole ordeal.”

“I need to thank her,” Twilight said happily, but stopped in her tracks.

“”What is it dear?” Rarity asked, concerned.

“I just realized that Trixie told me to try and impress her tomorrow, but I have no idea how to do that.”

Rarity's concerned face turned into a huge smile. “Well, if you'd like, I could come over before school tomorrow and help you with some makeup and do your hair.”

“Before school? That's too early for me to ask you to do that,” Twilight protested.

“Darling, appearances are my passion! It would be no trouble,” Rarity responded.

“Are you sure it wouldn't be too much trouble?” Twilight started to relent at the sight of her friends enthusiasm.

“I would consider it you doing me a favour to let me work with that hair!”

“Alright, what time should I expect you?”

Rarity thought for a moment. “Five AM.”

“Five AM!” Twilight cried out with shock. “That's almost three hours before I leave for the bus!”

“Hmm, you do have a point,” Rarity responded. “Four thirty it is then!”

Twilight sighed, but couldn't help but feel a little excited for her makeover the next day.
> Impressing
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Rarity woke up bright and early, long before the sun dared to rise. Grabbing the make up kit she put together the previous the night, the ivory girl prepared herself before setting out.  She took a taxi to Twilight's and arrived at four twenty five, which gave her just enough time to pay the driver and briskly walk to the front door. After knocking, Rarity didn't even have to wait a minute for the door to open.

With a yawn, Twilight looked to a clock behind her and then back to Rarity. “Wow, four thirty on the dot. That's impressive.”

“Not even I would consider being fashionably late for something as important as this,” Rarity replied proudly. “Now, we must begin immediately!”

“Immediately? Do you want something to eat first?” Twilight asked.

“No, no. We must make haste!” Rarity answered excitedly as she grabbed her friend by the wrist and dragged her up the stairs.

The two entered Twilight's room, where Rarity sat the purple girl down on one of her chairs and opened her case.

“Let's see, we'll need to find the right foundation, eye liner, lip stick, blush. Then I'll do you're hair. I even brought some azure nail polish, just a shade off of Trixie's skin. She might notice without it being too obvious.”

“Um, I'm starting to have second thoughts about this,” Twilight muttered as Rarity listed off the various tools that she was going to use.

“Too late to back out now,” Rarity stepped in front of Twilight with an almost manic grin. “I already have my vision and there's no stopping it now.”

“O-OK,” Twilight chuckled nervously as Rarity got to work.

Twilight closed her eyes and placed her trust into her friend's hands. She felt her face prodded, brushed and tugged. At some point, because of the lack of sleep and keeping her eyes closed for an extended period, Twilight dozed off. It only felt like a few minutes went by when Rarity cleared her throat.

“Finished!”

Twilight woke with a start and nearly fell off of her chair. Rarity handed Twilight her glasses and a mirror. Twilight put on her spectacles and blinked a few times to recover her vision. Once she was adjusted, she looked into the mirror to inspect Rarity's handiwork.

With a gasp, Twilight admired herself. The changes were incredibly subtle. If she didn't know any better, she wouldn't even think she was wearing any make up at all. However, her face seemed much more bright and vivid. Her lashes were a bit darker, making her eyes more mysterious, even behind her glasses. A hint of lipstick caused her lips to appear more alluring and the blush almost made her glow. The next thing she noticed was her hair. Instead of her usual bun, Rarity had it down and slightly curled and held in place with some hair spray.

“I... I don't know what to say, Rarity. You did an amazing job. I can't believe this is me,” Twilight gushed as she continued to stare into the mirror.

“At the risk of boasting, I must say that that this may be one of my greatest works of art. Although, the canvas I was working with was already a great staring point,” Rarity smiled with pride.

Twilight blushed. “I'm not that pretty. Nothing like you at least...”

“You don't give yourself enough credit, darling,” Rarity scolded. “You're a natural beauty. And with this little touch up, I'm sure that Trixie will agree as well.”

Twilight giggled slightly. “Do you really think?”

“Of course. Now, we should head out soon unless we wish to be tardy for class.”

Twilight's head perked up. “Why? What time is it?”

“Six thirty,” Rarity answered. 

Twilight's eyes widened as she realized that she had been asleep for two hours. As she stood, she opened and held the door for Rarity. “Would you like anything for breakfast?”

“Well, since you asked, I am a little famished.”

The girls, led by Twilight, descended down the stairs and into the kitchen, where Velvet was reading the morning paper and sipping some coffee.

“Morning Mom,” Twilight greeted.

“Good morning Twi- Oh my,” Velvet gasped when she looked up at her daughter. “You look stunning sweetie!”

“Oh, thanks,” Twilight smiled, slightly embarrassed. “Rarity did my make up for me.”

“Rarity?” Velvet asked, confused.

“Hello Mrs. Velvet,” Rarity waved as she peeked out from behind Twilight.

“Ah, Rarity, how nice to see you again. I didn't see you come in,” Velvet forced a smile.

Velvet didn't necessarily disapprove of what she suspected her daughter's preferences were, but the sudden appearance of this Rarity and the exponentially increasing amount of time she was spending with Twilight caused Velvet's motherly instincts to kick in. She didn't know much about Rarity and wanted to protect Twilight, but had no reason to think that the pale girl had any ill intent. So she decided to sit and wait and try to learn more about Twilight's friend.

“Yes, I arrived very early. I hope I'm not intruding,” Rarity replied, concerned. 

“Never. I'm always happy to see my little girl with her friends. So Twilight, why the sudden change in appearance? Is there a cute boy you're trying to impress,” Velvet asked, keeping her eyes keen for her daughter's reaction.

Rarity and Twilight shared a quick look before the latter laughed nervously. “N-no. I, um, well, I have a presentation today! And I was nervous. Because it's my first at CHS. And Rarity helped. With my make up, but you knew that. She said it would help. With my confidence, I mean.”

Velvet took note of the shared look and the display in front of her. “I see. That was very nice of you Rarity.”

“Oh, it was my pleasure. I've been waiting to get my hands on Twilight for a while,” Rarity stated proudly.

Unfortunately, Velvet was taking a sip of her coffee at the time, which caused the older woman to choke.

“Are you okay!?” Twilight asked as she rushed to her mothers side.

“Yes, sweetie,” Velvet wheezed a bit as regained herself, “I'm fine. Just stunned at Rarity's... generosity. To come here so early and say that it was no trouble.”

“Yeah, I've never met someone more giving than Rarity,” Twilight complimented. “If there's anything I could do to repay her, I would jump at the chance.”

“Well,” Rarity started slyly, “you could stop by my place sometime so that I can finally get you out of that uniform.”

Twilight was about to argue, but was interrupted by a crash. Velvet had dropped her coffee cup and rose to her feet, her face much more stern than before.

“And what do you plan to do once you have my daughter 'out of her uniform'?” Velvet questioned, straining to keep her voice calm.

“Oh, I didn't mean to offend,” Rarity responded, concerned. “It is a lovely outfit. I just thought Twilight could do with some variety in her wardrobe.”

“Excuse... me?” Velvet asked, now confused.

“Rarity designs and makes clothes, mom,” Twilight explained. “She's been trying to get me to let her make me some new outfits. Although that isn't an appropriate way for me to repay you.”

“She designs clothes. Of course she does,” Velvet laughed a little to herself.

“Why? What did you think we were going to do?” Rarity asked innocently. 

Velvet paled as she tried to come up with an excuse, Her eyes glanced to the floor. “Er, I should find a maid to clean this up and I really should get to work. Have a good day you two.”

The older woman rushed out of the room, leaving the two teens confused.

“What was that about?” Rarity asked as she turned to Twilight.

Twilight shrugged. “She's never done that before.”

“Hmm, doesn't matter. Now let's get something to eat and make your debut!”

Ever since they left the house, rode the bus and arrived at school, Twilight noticed many stares, normally directed more at Rarity, were aimed at her. However, this did more to make her feel insecure than give her confidence. As the entered through the front doors of CHS, the purple girl also could see many students whispering amongst themselves, while some of them even pointed.

“Looking good Twilight!” Roseluck called out as she passed.

Twilight was about to thank her when a sudden flash dazzled her.

“Beautiful!” Photo Finish exclaimed. “Zis will make a vunderful addition to ze yearbook!”

Twilight blushed as Rarity leaned in with a smirk. “You're already the talk of the school. Imagine what will happen when you know who gets a good look at you.”

Twilight's blush deepened as Rarity giggled.

“Hey Twi- whoa. Twilight, you look amazing.”

Twilight let out a deep sigh as she turned to look to Flash. “Hey Flash. Thanks.”

“You look even better than you normally do. Special occasion?” Flash asked.

“No, I, um...” Twilight tried to think of a way out of the conversation.

“I had an idea for a new look and Twilight volunteered to be my test subject,” Rarity lied.

“Cool,” Flash commented before he turned back to Twilight. “You know, with a look like that, we could go to a really nice restaurant tonight if you want to-”

“Sorry Flash, but Twilight's still helping me tonight,” Rarity interrupted.

Flash looked disappointed for a moment, but regained his smile quickly. “Sure. See you girls later.”

Twilight turned to Rarity as soon as Flash was out of earshot. “Thanks.”

“No trouble, dear, but you're going to have to be honest with him one day,” Rarity told her friend.

“I know,” Twilight sighed.

The duo arrived at their history class, which consisted of many murmurs and looks directed at Twilight. However class passed without incident and the girls packed up their things as the bell rang. It was then that Twilight came to a horrible realization.

“Rarity!”

“What is it, darling?” Rarity looked up to see her friends distraught face.

“I have gym next,” Twilight explained.

Rarity's face changed to mirror her friend. All of her hard work was about to be destroyed by sweat! Even if it didn't do too much damage, Twilight would also have to shower unless she wished to smell for the rest of the day.

“Oh no, this will not do. You'll have to skip it.”

“Absolutely not!” Twilight stated forcefully. “Even if it is gym, I have never skipped a class before and I never plan to.”

“Well we must think of something quickly,” Rarity almost screeched. 

Thankfully, it seemed to be Twilight's lucky day as their solution came barrelling around the corner.

“Raaariiityyy!” A young girl yelled as she ran towards the duo, only to trip and fall on her face when she tried to stop.

“Coco?” Rarity asked as she helped the blue haired girl up. “What's wrong dear? Are you Okay?”

Coco Pommel, costume designer for the school play and a friend of Rarity's, rubbed her nose and squeaked. “I'm sorry for bothering you, but I need your help. It's an emergency.”

“Hold that thought. Is your nose bleeding?” Rarity took Coco's hand away to inspect it closer.

“I-i-it doesn't hurt that much,” Coco responded with a blush. “But that's not important!”

“Alright, it doesn't look that bad. So what's the matter, dear?” Rarity nodded, happy that Coco was alright.

“The materials I ordered for the costumes came in today, but they sent all the wrong ones!” Coco started. “If I send them back and wait for the new ones, I won't have enough time to make the costumes for the play. Do you think you can help me make something out of what I have? I can get Principal Celestia to write a note to excuse you from class.”

Rarity's mind clicked and she smiled. “I would love to. Do you think you could get a note for my friend Twilight here as well?”

Coco looked to Twilight and smiled, relieved. “Sure. It would actually be helpful if we had a model.”

Coco dashed off to the principal's office to get the notes.

“A model? I can't do that!” Twilight complained.

“Relax dear. We have mannequins. Coco probably just wants to make sure her costumes can be maneuvered in. It's that or gym class.”

“OK, I guess I can do it if it's just you two,” Twilight relented.

Coco came back and the trio went to the drama room, which was empty this period. Twilight spent most of the time sitting on the side while the two fashion experts discussed what they were going to do and eventually made up a couple of outfits. Twilight only had to try them on to show that they were fine before she changed back into her regular clothes.

“Thanks Rarity, you've been so much help,” Coco gushed.

“I'm happy to help,” Rarity smiled happily. “It's almost time for lunch. Would you like to join us?”

Coco blushed and traced her foot on the ground in little circles. “I'd like to, but I have permission to stay here all day to work on the costumes. I'd like to get a good head start on them before the day is done.”

“That's a shame, but I understand. Let's go Twilight,” Rarity waved as she and Twilight began to leave.

“Bye Rarity. Thanks for modelling, Twilight,” Coco called out to them.

“She seemed nice,” Twilight commented as they walked down the hall.

“Oh yes, Coco is a doll. And it was quite a stroke of luck that she needed us when she did,” Rarity replied.

“I couldn't agree more,” Twilight laughed.

By the time the lunch bell rang, the girls entered the cafeteria and were soon joined by their friends, who had their own reactions to Twilight's look.

Applejack whistled. “Gee Twi, you look prettier than a daisy in a dandelion field.”

The other girls nodded in agreement.

“Rarity did a really good job,” Fluttershy peeped.

“Trixie's gonna be stunned,” Sunset encouraged.

“Where is she, by the way?” Rarity asked, craning her head to look at the magicians regular table.

“Probably in one of the halls, showing off her tricks,” Rainbow guessed with a shrug.

Twilight simply nodded and smile as her friends talked, her mind busy going over dozens of scenarios. Most of them ended horribly while a few did have a pleasant outcome, but they all involved her next class and her silver haired crush. Before she knew it, the lunch period ended and Twilight heard the bell ring.

“Ooh, moment of truth,” Rarity squealed, “hurry up and start wooing. And I want all the details after school. Do your best to make sure they are good ones this time, darling. I'll keep my fingers crossed!"

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Come on Twi, let's get to class.”

“Um, OK,” Twilight waved to the rest of her friends before she went to go catch up with Rainbow and Fluttershy.

When the girls arrived to their class, Twilight almost sat in her regular spot until Rainbow urged her to sit next to Trixie's spot. Some of the students were whispering as she walked to the back of the class, but she did her best to ignore them. Soon enough, Trixie trudged into the room, ignoring the other students as well. However, they giggled rather than whispered. It took Trixie until she was about to sit down to realize that the seat next to hers was taken. Her eyes lazily looked up to Twilight, but shot wide open as she took in her appearance.

“H-hi,” Twilight greeted nervously.

“Sparkle... you look different,” Trixie commented blankly as she sat down slowly, never taking her eyes off of Twilight.

“Y-yeah, I, uh, thought I'd try a new look,” Twilight responded as she played with the pencil on her desk with both hands. “You said to try to impress you today, right?”

“Trixie did, didn't she?” 

“Do you... do you like it?” Twilight asked, her eyes darting between Trixie and her desk.

“Trixie supposes she does, but why does that matter?” Trixie countered with her own question.

Twilight's brain scrambled for an answer. “Well, um, you see, er...”

“This isn't another prank is it?” Trixie's eyes narrowed.

“No!” Twilight quickly replied. “I just wanted your opinion. You're so pretty yourself, you must know a thing or two about appearances.”

Trixie blushed and looked away, but Twilight could see a smile on her face. “Trixie knew she was right to give you another chance. You have a good eye, but she does wonder where you got all that work done.”

“Oh, it was actually my friend Rarity. She's an expert on these kind of things.”

“I see, another Rainboom,” Trixie muttered.

Twilight took note of Trixie's tone. “Yes, but she loves doing this kind of thing. I bet she would do the same with you if you asked.”

“Maybe,” Trixie shrugged, “but Trixie is fine with her look right now.”

“Oh, sure,” Twilight said as the two had to quiet down, for class had begun.

Today, Mr. whooves gave a lecture for the entire class, which sadly left little time for Twilight to converse with her crush. However, at one point, Twilight caught Trixie staring at her nails, which were still covered in the azure polish. A moment later, the magician shook her head and Twilight swore she heard her mutter “Don't be dumb, it's probably nothing like that.”

The bell rang to signal the end of the class, starling Mr. whooves, who was lost in his own speech. He dismissed the students and left himself.

Twilight gathered her things into her backpack, but when she looked up, Trixie was already walking out of the door. The purple girl scrambled and nearly tripped as she rounded the doorway and found an amused looking Trixie.

“In a rush?” Trixie asked with a smug grin.

Twilight wanted to respond, but she was too embarrassed to make her mouth work.

Trixie chuckled as she walked off. “See ya around, Sparkle.”

Twilight's shoulders slumped as she sighed until she heard Trixie call back to her. “You look good, by the way.”

Twilight froze before she giggled to herself a little. It wasn't much and it didn't guarantee anything, but it was something.
> Questioning
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Trixie stood before thousands of fans in a massive stadium. Their cheers were deafening after she performed each amazing magical stunt. Trixie drank in their adoration as she waved a blanket over a statue of a horse, turning it into a real animal. This was no trick, however. Trixie was using real magic to stun the crowd. How she came to gain such power was not something she knew or cared about.

“TRIXIE! TRIXIE! TRIXIE!” The masses chanted in unison, spurring the magician on.

“That's right,” Trixie shouted, “The Great and Powerful Trixie, the most spectacular magician in the entire world, will blow your minds with her amazing feats!”

Trixie scanned the crowd, smiling at the dozens of cheering, yet oddly indistinct faces in the crowd. There were a few she recognized, however. Trixie saw her mother waving to her as well as her friends encouraging her. In the front, though, there was someone that Trixie wasn't expecting.

“Sparkle?” Trixie asked, forgetting that she was putting on a show.

“Hi Trixie,” Twilight greeted, and somehow Trixie could hear her voice above all of the others.

“What are you doing here?” Trixie asked.

“I came to see you. That's what friends do,” Twilight answered.

Trixie snorted and stuck her nose into the air. “Please, I may have forgiven you, but that doesn't mean you can call yourself a friend of the Great and Powerful Trixie just yet.”

Twilight didn't look upset, however. In fact, she seemed eerily calm. “I suppose you're right. We're so much more than that.”

“And what does that mean?” Trixie asked as she looked back to Twilight's seat, but the girl was no longer there.

Trixie spun around, searching for Twilight, only to find her standing on the stage as well.

“Well Trixie, I don't think friendship would accurately describe our relationship,” Twilight stated as she walked over to Trixie and began stroking her cheek.

“What are you doing!?” Trixie cried as she swatted the hand away.

“I thought that we could put on a different kind of show,” Twilight explained with an alluring look in her eyes.

Trixie blushed intensely as she stammered. “Trixie would not do that kind of performance!”

Twilight cocked her head. “But Trixie, you're already dressed for the occasion.”

Trixie's pupils became pinpricks as she looked down at herself. To the blue girls horror, her body was only clad in the revealing lingerie that she bought a couple days ago. The cheering of the crowd soon turned to wolf whistling and laughter. Trixie desperately tried to cover herself, too stunned to even scream. Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, Trixie felt two soft arms wrap around her.

“Don't worry Trixie, I know how to make you feel better,” Twilight giggled as her hands started to drift lower.

Trixie sat up in her bed, breathing heavily as sweat rolled down her face. It took her a moment to realize that she was in her room and that her nightmare was not real before she relaxed.

Laughing quietly to herself, Trixie lied back down. “It was only a dream. A weird one, but only a dream. It was pretty good too, until Sparkle showed up. Why would Trixie... Why does Trixie feel excited?”

Trixie felt very hot, and her heart beat was still racing, but it wasn't from the fear of her nightmare. Trixie remembered Twilight in her dream and how her hands were slowly inching their way down to Trixie's-

“Trixie needs a cold shower,” Trixie told herself as she got out of bed.

After getting cleaned up, Trixie saw that it was close to when her alarm was going to go off, so she decided to finish up her morning routine. As she watched herself brushing her teeth in the mirror, Trixie thought hard about her dream.

“Why would Trixie have a dream like that? Well, it's natural for a girl Trixie's age, but why was Sparkle there?” Trixie asked her reflection after she spit into the sink. “And why was she acting like that?”

Trixie blushed as she recalled the effect her dream had on her. She didn't have dreams like that often and that was the first time it was about a girl. In all honesty, Trixie didn't even really care about being in a relationship. She was more focused on her magic act than members of the other sex... or the same sex in this case. It might have had something to do with that nail polish that she was wearing. After all, it was very similar to Trixie's skin. Was Twilight trying to send her a message. Trixie shook her head. 

“This is dumb. Trixie will forget all about it by the end of the day,” Trixie told herself before she went to go get dressed.

After throwing on some clothes, Trixie left her room and walked through the rest of her small, two bedroom apartment. She saw her mother cooking some pancakes as she entered the kitchen area.

“Morning mom,” Trixie greeted, sitting down at the table.

Trixie's mother, a beautiful woman with teal skin and faded purple hair, turned around with a smile. “Good morning! How's my little star doing?”

Trixie smiled back. Her mother was the only one that she grew up with, but she would never complain. Her mother was warm and caring and even supported Trixie's dream of being a performer. Trixie hoped one day, when she was famous and rich, she could buy her mother a nice house and let her retire early.

“Pretty good,” Trixie replied happily.

“Pretty good?” Trixie's mom asked. “Would some fresh pancakes turn that answer into 'great'?”

Trixie giggled. “Sure mom.”

After eating breakfast, Trixie waved farewell to her mother before she left the apartment and descended the stairwell. It was a short walk to the bus stop where she was picked up for school. Soon, Trixie was walking through CHS, sighing as she mentally prepared herself for another day.

“At least I have art first,” Trixie muttered, trying to cheer herself up.

Trixie walked into the art room right before the final bell went off. She sat in her usual spot and took out her drawing implements. It was a free period, so she decided to work a sketch that was her current assignment. The guidelines were pretty loose for the assignment, so Trixie thought she would draw an epic magical duel. Of course one of the duelist was a depiction of herself in a fantasy outfit, but her opponent had very little detail, so Trixie went to work on that. She was only drawing for a minute when she felt someone step up behind her.

“Um, hi,” Trixie heard a quiet voice.

The blue girl turned around to find a yellow girl with pink hair.

“Hi?” Trixie responded, tilting her head with confusion. 

“Can I sit next to you?” Fluttershy asked.

“Trixie supposes,” Trixie answered slowly, “but why do you want to?”

“Well, um, you and, um, Twilight have started sitting with each other and, um, I thought we could be friends as well, if you want to,” Fluttershy rambled nervously.

Immediately, Trixie recognized the girls as one of the Rainbooms. Trixie was about to reject her out of instinct, but remembered the conversation she had with Bananajack the other day. “That sounds alright, I guess.”

Fluttershy smiled and sat next to Trixie. “I'm Fluttershy by the way.”

“Trixie, The Great and Powerful,” Trixie responded.

For a while, the two worked in silence, but eventually, Trixie saw the other girl make several attempts to say something, but back out at the last moment. 

Rolling her eyes, Trixie spoke up. “Something you want to say?”

Fluttershy jumped before she nervously played with her hair. “I, um, had a question if you don't mind.”

“Go on,” Trixie urged.

“Um, you're a magician, right?” Fluttershy asked.

“Uh, yeah,” Trixie responded, raising an eyebrow.

“So, um, I know some magicians work with doves and bunnies and maybe some other animals, but how are they treated?”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, I didn't mean to offend. It's just, I hope the animals are being treated fairly. It wouldn't be fair if a dove only got a few minutes of freedom before being thrown in a cage for the rest of the day,” Fluttershy explained.

“Hmm,” Trixie shrugged, “Trixie can't speak for every magician, but from what Trixie knows, the animals have professional caretakers when it comes to the big time performers. Personally, Trixie wants to get a rabbit, but she doesn't have enough money to buy and take care of one.”

“That's nice,” Fluttershy smiled. “Thank you for answering my questions.”

“Trixie didn't mind,” Trixie replied.

“So you want a bunny?”

“Yes, she thinks it would help improve her act,” Trixie started, but continued with a blush after Fluttershy gave her a questioning look. “Also, she thinks they're cute.”

“They are pretty cute,” Fluttershy giggled. “I have one named Angel.”

“You'll have to show me him sometime,” Trixie chuckled awkwardly, trying to be friendly.

“I'd love to,” Fluttershy smile warmly.

The two went back to work. Trixie thought about how nice it was talking Fluttershy. In fact, she realized, there was now two of the Rainbooms she enjoyed talking to. Perhaps she could become friends with them after all. But then why was she being so resistant when it came to Twilight? Trixie asked herself what it was about the new girl that put her on edge. 

“That sort of looks like Twilight,” Fluttershy commented as she looked at the drawing.

“What?” Trixie asked.

“That girl you're drawing looks like Twilight,” Fluttershy repeated.

Trixie looked back to her drawing to find that the opponent that she was drawing was starting to resemble the purple girl of her thoughts. What was shocking to Trixie, however, was the sultry look that she drew on Twilight's face. With a blush, Trixie placed her hand over her drawing and laughed nervously.

“Oh, Trixie guesses it does. Weird. That was totally not what Trixie was going for. Trixie will erase it and try again.”

“Why? It looks really good,” Fluttershy questioned.

“Well Sparkle might find it weird if she thought Trixie was drawing her. Which she isn't! This is a coincidence!” Trixie explained quickly.

“I think she would find it flattering,” Fluttershy giggled in a way that made Trixie think that she was hiding something.

“Um, well, you see-” Trixie stammered until the bell went off. “Oh, there's the bell. It was nice talking to you, but I don't want to be late to my next class.”

Trixie packed up her things at an incredible speed and bolted out the door. What was worse, was that Trixie didn't even understand her actions. Why did she care if her drawing looked like Sparkle? Why would she even care if Sparkle thought it was weird? She didn't care what Sparkle thought. She was only beginning to tolerate her. Right?

Trixie forcefully cleared her mind as she approached her next class. Second period, Trixie had English. Rather than laze about and day dream as she usually did, Trixie focused diligently on the teacher's lecture and took extensive notes, for no reason other than to keep her mind occupied. Soon the bell rang and Trixie had dropped her pencil from the writing cramp.

“Gah, that hurts. At least it's finally lunch. Trixie is starving!” Trixie muttered to herself.

As she entered the cafeteria, Trixie spotted her friends, Lavender and Fuchsia, sitting at their regular table as well as Snips and Snails. Trixie lined up to get some food and then proceeded to her seat, but couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched the entire time. Stopping in the middle of the cafeteria, Trixie scanned her surroundings. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first, but when she looked over at the Rainboom's table, she thought she spotted Twilight quickly looking down at her food. Trixie ignored it, however, fearing that her mind would start focusing on Sparkle again. Sitting down, the magician was met with greetings from her friends.

“Hey Trixie,” Lavender waved.

“What's up Trix?” Fuchsia asked.

“Good morning GPT!” Snips and Snails chanted in unison.

“Hello to you all,” Trixie returned the welcoming. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is here.”

Her friends returned to the conversations, but Trixie didn't pay any mind to them. Despite her best efforts, Trixie couldn't help but to start thinking about Sparkle again. It only took a few minutes for the others at the table to quiet down and give Trixie some odd looks.

“Um, Trixie?” Fuchsia called out lightly.

“Hmm?” Trixie muttered as she looked up from her tray.

“You're being awfully quiet today,” Lavender started. “Something up?”

“Oh, um, nothing really,” Trixie explained. “Just someone, er, something on Trixie's mind.”

Lavender and Fuchsia gave each other a knowing look as Snips and Snails just watched, confused.

“Ooh,” Fuchsia giggled. “Sounds like someone has a crush.”

Trixie turned bright red and stuttered. “Th-that's not, I-I mean, there's no one- I do not have a crush!”

“Oh, she's using first person pronouns,” Lavender laughed. “That proves it!”

“That proves nothing!” Trixie defended, cursing her slip up.

“Wow,” Snips started, “who could possibly catch the eye of The Great and Powerful Trixie?”

“He would have to be almost half as great and powerful as she is,” Snails added.

“Come on,” Fuchsia urged, “who is it?”

“No one!” Trixie lied.

“You can tell us. Who's the lucky boy?” Lavender pressed.

Trixie began to waver under the pressure. “Um, well, it isn't a boy exactly...”

“Wait, not a boy? You don't mean you're like Lyra and Bonbon, are you?” Fuchsia asked cautiously.

“Yeah, because that would totally be, like, weird,” Lavender stuck out her tongue in disgust.

“Well, it is their choice, but do they have to be so open about it?” Fuchsia said as she glanced over to the couple at another table.

Trixie stared blankly at her friends for a moment until she burst out laughing. “Trixie was just kidding. She can't believe you fell for that.”

Her friends shared confused looks, but shrugged and joined in Trixie's mirth.

“You really had us going there,” Lavender giggled. “We should have guessed you wouldn't be like that.”

“Yeah,” Trixie's laughter trailed off. “Trixie wouldn't like a girl like that...”

The rest of lunch went by without the others bringing up the subject again and soon Trixie found herself walking to science class. The magician stopped in the middle of the hall, remembering who was also in that class. Trixie closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

“Trixie does not have a crush,” Trixie reaffirmed herself. 

Trixie walked into the classroom and sighed when she saw Sparkle sitting in the seat next to hers. The purple girl gave a small wave as Trixie sat down. Trixie rolled her eyes and ignored her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sparkle flinch slightly and put her hand down. Trixie had a thought about how Sparkle looked sort of cute with a pout, but forced her mind to focus on the blackboard immediately after. Thankfully, Mr. Whooves entered and began his lecture. Trixie thought she was going to make it through the class without any incidents, however, when there was only ten minutes left in the class, Mr Whooves finished his lecture and told his students that they had the rest of the period to catch up on work or talk amongst themselves.

Trixie didn't even have time to think of an excuse before she heard a timid voice next to her. “H-hey...”

Trixie looked over to her neighbour with an eyebrow raised, waiting for the other girl to continue.

Sparkle avoided eye contact as she spoke up. “Did I do something to upset you. Because if I did, I'm sorry...”

For some reason that Trixie refused to acknowledge, she didn't like the fact that Sparkle was sad. With another sigh, Trixie responded. “No, you didn't do anything. Trixie has just been having an off day.”

It looked like Sparkles mood was lifted as the girl smiled. “Oh, that's good.”

Figuring that if she didn't have any feelings for Sparkle, it would be no problem making small talk with her, Trixie went on. “So no make up today?”

Sparkle blushed and looked away. “N-no. It would be a lot of trouble to do it every day. That was just a one time thing.”

“That's a shame. Trixie thought you looked really cute,” Trixie commented without thinking.

Trixie only realized what she said after the words passed her lips. Sparkle looked back at Trixie with wide eyes and a wide smile.

“Really?” The purple girl asked.

Trixie's heart fluttered when Twilight gave that look. Trixie suddenly had the urge to make Sparkle happier and before she could stop herself, Trixie found herself continuing with the compliments. 

“Well, you already look cute, but a little touch up definitely didn't hinder your appearance.”

Trixie watched Sparkle's face go deep red and look away again. Trixie blushed herself as she questioned why she was being so nice. Fearing that Sparkle might think that she was weird, Trixie decided that she would try to remain quiet for the rest of the class. Sparkle stayed silent as well, though she made a variety of facial expressions. 

“Great, now Trixie's creeped her out,” Trixie muttered to herself. 

The two didn't say a word to each other until the bell rang. As Trixie was getting up to leave, Sparkle rose as well and blocked her path.

“So, um, it was nice talking to you,” Sparkle said with her hands behind her back and tracing a circle on the ground with her foot.

Cursing the girl in front of her for looking so adorable, Trixie rubbed the back of her head. “Yeah, even if we didn't talk that much.”

“Well, maybe we could talk some more some time,” Sparkle suggested nervously. “I mean, if you want to, um, hang out some time.”

“Sure. You're cooler than Trixie thought,” Trixie replied as she walked passed Sparkle. “See ya later.”

Trixie walked halfway down the hall to her next class before it struck her. She complimented Sparkle again and acted friendlier than usual. This was the same girl who only a few days ago, insulted her even if it was only a mistake. Trixie growled as she continued on her way.

“Why is Trixie acting like this? First Sparkle makes fun of Trixie, then apologizes and starts acting nice. Why is she even trying so hard to be Trixie's friend? The other Rainbooms aren't as bad as Trixie thought, but why is Sparkle different. Trixie didn't even care about her a few days ago and now she wants to see Sparkle happy? And so what if Sparkle dolled herself up? So what if Trixie thought it looked nice. That doesn't mean anything. Just because Trixie wants to spend more time with Sparkle and talk to her and get closer to her, it doesn't make Trixie some weirdo. And it's not a big deal if Trixie wants to hold Sparkle and run her hands through Sparkles hair and...”

Trixie put her head in her hands groaned. “Trixie has a crush.”
> Inviting
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Twilight was in a particularly good mood when she woke up on Friday. As soon as she opened her eyes, she mentally went over her schedule for the day. For reasons other than another fun filled day at school, Twilight was looking forward to today. First of all, she knew that she was making progress with Trixie, which made her happy. Twilight might have a long way to go, but at least she could believe it wasn't a lost cause yet. However, the biggest factor of Twilight's excitement was that after school, Twilight was going to attend her first sleepover ever with her friends. Twilight giggled to herself, thinking about the fun she was going to have. 

“Maybe I could invite Trixie,” Twilight said to herself, but disregarded the idea.

There was no way Trixie would say yes. The blue girl would hardly admit to being friends. Besides, Twilight wasn't sure she could handle sleeping in the same room as her crush. Already, Twilight's mind was drifting to risque fantasies. 

“Oh, Twilight,” Trixie would say, looking adorably shy, “I forgot my sleeping bag. Can we share yours?”

Of course Twilight would say yes and scoot over in her sleeping bag so that Trixie could slide in next to her.

“By the way,” Trixie would continue with a sly smile, “I hope it isn't a problem, but I like to sleep in the nude.”

Back in the reality, Twilight had buried her face in her pillow, only able to move it five minutes later when she calmed down.

“I'm just happy my friends want me there even with my preferences,” Twilight smiled as she got out of her bed.

Twilight went through her morning rituals and went downstairs to get something to eat. To her surprise, Twilight saw her mother in the kitchen.

“Mom? Shouldn't you be at work?” Twilight asked.

Velvet, who was working on a Sudoku puzzle, looked up to smile at her daughter. “They're renovating the building over the weekend, starting today, so everyone got the day off. I thought it would be nice to send you off to school for once.”

“Oh, that's nice,” Twilight smiled back as she sat down.

“You seem to be in a good mood,” Velvet commented. “Anything exciting happening today?”

“Yeah, I'm looking forward to the slumber party tonight.”

“That's right, I completely forgot,” Velvet laughed, happy to see her daughter getting out, but then another thought crossed her mind. “Is Rarity going to be there?”

“Yes. Why?” Twilight asked, confused.

Velvet was about to confront her daughter, but spotted the clock out of the corner of her eye. “It's not important right now. We'll talk when you get home.”

“Am I in trouble?” Twilight stammered, going over anything she possibly could of done.

“No, no. There's just something I want to get off my chest. Now hurry up or you'll be late,” Velvet replied warmly.

“OK...” Twilight drawled as she got up to finish getting ready.

Twilight decided that she would just put her mother's weirdness out of her mind until later and try to enjoy the rest of her day. After she left her house, Twilight's day started off just as normally as any other day. History and Gym passed by and Twilight spent her lunch period with her friends, who were all talking about their evenings plans. Sadly, there was no sign of Trixie in the cafeteria, but Twilight figured she was out in the halls, showing off her tricks again. However, when she looked over to Trixie's table, she saw the magician's friends were upset and arguing about something. It wasn't until Twilight arrived to Science and class began for her to realize the Trixie was absent. Although she was disappointed, Twilight tried to not let it damper her mood.

“She's probably just out sick for the day,” Twilight whispered to herself.

After school, Twilight met up with her friends again at the front doors to make the final arrangements.

“Okie-dokie-lokie, I'll see all of you at my place at five,” Pinkie announced before she narrowed her eyes. “And none of you better be late.”

The girls shared a laugh as they parted ways, each going to prepare themselves for the party. Twilight began walking to the bus station, but stopped when she heard her name being called.

“Twilight darling! Twilight!” Rarity yelled as she sped up to catch her friend.

“What's the matter Rarity?” Twilight asked.

“I've looked everywhere for one of my favourite blushes, it's a very expensive shade, and the only other place I can think of is your house. I might have dropped it when I came by the other day. Would it be to much trouble if I went along with you to check?” Rarity explained.

“Sure, but don't you need to go get your stuff for tonight?” Twilight questioned.

“Oh, I already packed this morning. I'll just stop by my house to pick up my bag,” Rarity answered.

“OK then, let's go,” Twilight said happily.

Meanwhile, over by the soccer field, Sunset was cutting through the bleachers to get to her apartment when she was stopped by a strange sound. Sunset couldn't quite tell what it was, but when she stopped to listen, she heard it again more clearly.

“Is that... sniffling?” Sunset asked out loud.

The amber girl strained to pinpoint where the sound was coming from and began searching around and behind the bleachers. When she checked underneath, Sunset saw someone in a blue hoodie with the hood pulled up who was hugging their knees. Deducing that this person was probably upset, Sunset decided, being the disciple of friendship, that she should try to help. As she approached, Sunset could tell it was a girl and was surprised when she spotted silver hair.

“Trixie?” Sunset asked tentatively.

The girl in question looked up and Sunset could see that she had been crying.

“Go away,” Trixie growled.

“Are you okay?” Sunset questioned as she took another step closer.

“Trixie said go away!” Trixie yelled.

“Trixie, no one's seen you all day. Have you been here?” Sunset pressed.

“So what if Trixie has?” Trixie muttered.

Sunset closed the distance and sat down next to Trixie, who flinched and scooted about a foot away.

“Trixie, what's wrong?” Sunset tried to sound as kind as she could.

“None of your business,” Trixie snapped.

“You're right, it isn't,” Sunset started, “but I can't just stand back and watch you suffer. I'm going to stay here until you feel better and if you want to talk to me about anything, I'm ready to listen. Or we can sit here in silence if that makes you more comfortable.”

Trixie sniffled a few more times as she slowly turned to Sunset. “If Trixie did tell you, you'd leave anyways.”

“I bet I won't,” Sunset countered with a friendly smile.

“Yes you will. You'll think Trixie is weird and gross and leave me too...”

“Really Trixie,” Sunset laughed, “do you think I have the right to judge anyone? Besides, if you're right, then you'll get what you want and I'll leave.”

“Trixie guesses you're right,” Trixie muttered.

“So you wanna tell me why you're upset?” Sunset asked again.

Trixie took a deep breath and stayed silent for a minute before she spoke up. “Trixie has realized that she's... different.”

“Different how?” Sunset pressed.

“Trixie may like girls the way she's supposed to like boys,” Trixie explained slowly.

Sunset's eyes widened as she thought about how happy Twilight was going to be, but reminded herself that she was trying to help. “And you're upset with yourself?”

“No. It was shocking to Trixie, but it wasn't particularly traumatic.”

“Then?” Sunset pressed.

Trixie started to tear up again as she spoke. “When Trixie told her friends... Well, she knew how they felt about it, but Trixie thought they might make an exception for her. But... but they said they didn't want to hang out with Trixie anymore!”

Trixie started crying into her sleeves as Sunset patted her on the back. Sunset tried to figure out how she could comfort Trixie, but was struggling. She never could wrap her head around how humans could put so much importance into sexuality. Heck, they didn't even have a word for homosexuality in Equestria. It was just called love. However, Sunset thought that she should say something.

“Well, you were wrong. I don't think you're weird or gross. In fact, I'm more disgusted by those so called friends of yours.”

“They were Trixie's only friends,” Trixie sobbed.

“Again, wrong,” Sunset smiled softly.

Trixie calmed down slightly and looked to the other girl. “What do you mean?”

“I'll be your friend!” Sunset offered.

“Trixie doesn't want pity,” Trixie scowled.

“It's not pity. I really do want to be your friend. I mean, some of my friends already like you, so why can't I?”

“Really?” Trixie asked with watery eyes.

“Of course. I bet the gang would even be happy to have you sit with us at lunch,” Sunset exclaimed.

“Trixie supposes she could give it a shot. You don't think they'll mind her, um, lesbianess...ness?”

Sunset chuckled. “Trust me. You'll be more welcomed then you think.”

“Thanks. Trixie feels a lot better,” Trixie smiled after a couple of hiccups.

“That's what a real friend does,” Sunset smiled back as she stood up and dusted herself off.

“Um...” Trixie looked up as if she wanted to say something, but stopped.

“Something up?” Sunset asked.

“Trixie doesn't want to be alone right now and her mom is working late tonight, so... can we hang out?”

It was then that Sunset got a devilish idea. “Actually, my friends and I are having a slumber party tonight. Wanna come?”

Trixie looked surprised. “Isn't that a little last minute?”

“Yeah, but it's at Pinkie Pie's house and she'd never complain about another guest. It'll be a great way for you to get to know everyone better.”

Trixie looked to the ground and smiled. “Trixie has never been to a sleepover before. OK, Trixie will join you!”

“Great! We don't have much time, so go get what you need for tonight and we'll meet back here in about half an hour. Can't wait to have you join us,” Sunset explained as she started to leave.

“Shimm, er, Sunset?” Trixie called out to her.

“Yeah?” Sunset asked as she stopped.

“Can you promise not to tell anyone, you know, about me?” Trixie asked shyly.

Sunset giggled. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”

Trixie gave her a blank stare. “Um...”

“It's a Pinkie promise,” Sunset explained.

Trixie's face didn't change.

“No one breaks a Pinkie promise. You'll understand soon,” Sunset laughed.

“OK, then,” Trixie shrugged, but smiled, feeling a lot better.

Sunset considered telling Trixie about Twilight, but decided against it. No matter how it turned, she didn't think Twilight would appreciate her spilling her secrets. And sunset figured that they would get together soon enough, now that Sunset knew Trixie was also gay. And it should definitely help things along when Trixie shows up tonight. Twilight could thank her later. Sunset realized that she should probably let her friends know that Trixie was coming and pulled out her phone.

“Shoot, out of battery. Oh well, it'll be a fun surprise. What's the worse that could happen?”

As Sunset and Trixie were finishing up their conversation, Twilight and Rarity were just arriving at Twilight's house. The girls were chatting happily as they walked through the front door, but stopped when Velvet called out.

“Twilight? Is that you, Sweetie?”

“Yes, mom!” Twilight answered.

“Is it alright if we talk now?”

Twilight smacked her forehead. She completely forgot that her mom wanted to say something when she got home.

“Is everything alright?” Rarity asked with some concern.

“Yeah, I already know I'm not in trouble,” Twilight replied.

“Is that Rarity?” Velvet questioned from the other room.

“Yes, she think she left something here the other day,” Twilight explained.

“Good, I'd like her to come here too.”

The girls shared a confused look, but walked into the kitchen where Velvet was waiting.

“Hello girls, please take a seat.”

Twilight and Rarity sat down, both feeling concerned and confused.

“Now Twilight,” Velvet started, “first, I want to say that I'm not angry or disappointed at all. I understand why you would keep something like this to yourself. However, you are still young and I have responsibilities as your mother.”

“What are talking about, mom?” Twilight asked.

“Twilight, I am aware that you are attracted to women,” Velvet stated calmly.

Twilight and Rarity's mouths fell open as they looked to each other. After recovering from the initial shock, Twilight blinked a few times and spoke. “Mom, I can explain-”

Velvet held up her hand. “No need. I still love you and nothing will ever change that. I would have even waited until you wanted to tell me on your own. But, there are some things I cannot ignore.”

Twilight was still reeling about the conversation she was having, but managed to continue speaking. “Like what?”

“I think you may be taking things a little to quickly. I know you're young and have... urges, but you must learn to control them.”

“Mom!” Twilight shrieked from embarrassment.

“Um, perhaps I should wait in the other room,” Rarity suggested with a deep blush.

“Not so fast, young lady,” Velvet held up her hand to stop Rarity. “While I am fine with your relationship with my daughter-”

“Wait, what!?” Rarity interrupted.

“Oh, don't look so surprised,” Velvet countered. “You two weren't exactly subtle.”

“You think... Rarity and I...” Twilight slowly drawled as she looked between Rarity and her mother, struggling to process the whole scenario. 

“I know it's embarrassing sweetie, but we need to have this conversation. Especially if you two are going to be spending a night together” Velvet stated.

“M-mom, Rarity isn't my... We're only friends,” Twilight tried to explain.

“Indeed,” Rarity added, “I can assure you that I am straight.”

“Really Twilight,” Velvet sighed, “there's no need to lie to me. I'm only trying to look out for you.”

“Seriously, I'm not dating Rarity!” Twilight defended.

“Why do you keep insisting that?” Velvet asked. “I told you Twilight, you weren't hiding it well.”

“Because I like another girl!” Twilight shouted.

Silence filled the kitchen before Twilight continued. “There's this girl from school and Rarity has been helping me try to impress her. I swear I haven't been doing anything... like that with anyone.”

Velvet scrutinized her daughter, searching for any hint of fraudulence. When she saw only a very nervous and vulnerable girl, her expression softened. However, after realizing her mistake, Velvet blushed to match Twilight.

“I see. It appears that I have made a mistake,” Velvet laughed awkwardly. “I apologize for the embarrassment I caused. Maybe you could tell me about this girl sometime later. When things are less weird. Welp, I have things to do. Have fun at your party tonight girls.”

With a final wave, Velvet rushed out of the kitchen, leaving two very perplexed girls behind.

“That just happened, didn't it?” Rarity asked after blinking a few times.

“I don't think we should talk about it,” Twilight answered. “Let's just look for your blush.”

“Right, let's,” Rarity agreed.

However, the two teens found it very hard to look each other in the eye as they looked. Very few words were exchanged as they found Rarity's blush and left the house. It was when they arrived in front of Pinkie's house that Twilight finally decided to confront the issue.

“Okay, that was weird. I'm really sorry my mom thought that we were... yeah. Can we agree to just have fun tonight and forget about it?”

“Yes, I'd think that would be for the best,” Rarity nodded.

The girls smiled to each other, although awkwardly, and knocked on the door. Pinkie answered and let them in to where the rest of their friends, save for Sunset were already waiting in Pinkie's room. After changing into her pyjamas, which were a dark purple with cute little bunnies on them. Only twenty minutes passed before Twilight felt at ease. She could see that Rarity was calmer as well. The young scientist was happy. It looked like the night was going to be as much fun as she hoped. She also believed that there wouldn't be anything that would happen that would be as embarrassing as what happened earlier tonight.

Just then, there was a knock from downstairs and Pinkie went to go greet there final guest. Twilight could hear some chatter and could tell that Sunset had arrived, but couldn't make out what they were saying. A moment later, Pinkie entered the room with a mischievous smirk directed at Twilight. 

“Hey girls, guess who else is here for the fun tonight,” Pinkie sang.

The others just gave her confused looks when Sunset stepped into the doorway. “Hey guys, I hope you don't mind, but I invited someone else for tonight.”

“Aw shucks, the more the merrier,” Applejack replied as the other girls agreed.

Twilight wondered who was going to join them, but her eyes widened and her jaw dropped when her question was answered. Peering around the corner with a look of uncertainty was Trixie.
> Partying
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Twilight and Trixie locked eyes, forgetting the rest of the room around them. In her torrent of emotions throughout the day, Trixie completely forgot the possibility of Sparkle being at the party. On the other side of the room, Twilight was arguing with herself, unable to decide if the universe had given her a blessing, or was just messing with her. It wasn't until Applejack spoke up that the girls were brought back to reality.

“Well shucks Trixie, what brings you to our little shindig?” 

“Oh, Trixie, uh, didn't have any plans tonight and Sunset invited her,” Trixie replied while avoiding eye contact. “Trixie hopes she's not unwelcome.”

“Don't be silly!” Pinkie bounced over and grabbed Trixie's hands. “The more the merrier! Come on, I was just about to whoop Rainbow and Applejack in some video games. You can be our fourth!”

“S-sure,” Trixie stammered as she was dragged over to the TV and sat down.

“It's great to see ya here, Trixie,” Applejack smiled to the new comer.

“Yeah,” Pinkie cheered, “I'm happy we can get past the battle of the bands and be friends.”

“Trixie is surprised you're all so welcoming, but she isn't upset by it,” Trixie responded, still a little uncomfortable.

“Well, when a princess of friendship from another dimension comes along and tells ya that yer the elements that hold friendship together, you tend to be on the more forgiving side. Just look at Sunset over there.” Applejack explained.

“Hey! What is that supposed to mean?” Sunset asked from across the room.

“Calm down, Ah'm just teasin,” Applejack laughed.

“Still, Trixie appreciates the second chance,” Trixie said as she smiled.

“Yeah, we're awesome like that,” Rainbow boasted as she picked up a controller, “but that doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you in this game.”

Trixie's competitive side sparked as she grabbed another controller. “Bring it, but Trixie must warn you, she does not lose easily.”

The girls started the game and began playing. However, despite Trixie's best efforts, she struggled to focus, for her eyes kept glancing to Twilight. 

“Of course she has to have bunnies of all things on her pyjamas,” Trixie muttered to herself with a light blush on her cheeks. “Why does she have to look so cute?”

“Boom! Headshot! I thought you'd be at least a little good at this game,” Rainbow laughed.

“What!? N-no fair!” Trixie complained.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, the rest of the girls were sitting on Pinkie's bed. Twilight was struggling with her own thoughts with Trixie's apparel, which consisted of a dark blue tank top and matching boy shorts. The purple girl had to use all of her willpower to not stare at the long, smooth legs that Trixie was casually showing off. Unlike Trixie, though, Twilight's blush was deep and her posture was rigid. 

“Sunset, darling, would you come here for a moment? We need to talk,” Rarity asked sweetly.

“Sure, no problem,” Sunset replied happily as moved to sit next to Rarity.

As soon as Sunset got comfortable, her collar was grabbed by an ivory hand and she was pulled to Rarity's face.

“What do you think you're doing?” Rarity questioned angrily.

“What? What'd I do?” Sunset cowered with wide eyes.

“What did you do?” Rarity started incredulously. “Well, let's see. When we find out that our friend has a insecurity about her sexuality, you go out of your way to invite her crush, who she already has a rocky relationship with, to a private gathering that is infamous for producing some of the most lewd fantasies in the most perverse minds.”

“Oh, that,” Sunset laughed as she pried Rarity's hand off of her shirt. “Don't worry about it. I know what I'm doing.”

“Really? Because it already looks like our dear Twilight is already on the verge of breaking down,” Rarity countered.

“I'm fine,” Twilight's squeaked, “just wishing I chose different sleepwear for tonight.”

“Why? I think your PJ's are adorable,” Fluttershy tried to comfort her friend.

“There not really something you want to be caught in by someone you like though,” Twilight whispered. “She keeps giving me weird looks. She probably thinks I'm a total loser...”

Sunset chuckled. “It's not as a bad as you think, Twi.”

“And how can you be so sure?” Rarity pressed.

“I can't really say. You'll just have to trust me on this,” Sunset rubbed the back of her head and smiled awkwardly. 

“I'm not happy about it, but if Twilight is okay, then I'll stay silent. We've already had enough embarrassment today.”

“Why, what happened?” Sunset asked.

Rarity and Twilight both coughed as Rarity waved her hand. “Nothing, darling. How are you doing, Twilight?”

“I'll be fine. I just have to be careful and hope for no surprises,” Twilight responded as she took a deep breath.

“Hey,” Trixie greeted, now behind Twilight, causing the purple girl to yelp and fall off the bed.

The others rushed to where Twilight fell as Trixie knelt down. 

“Trixie didn't meant to scare you,” Trixie explained with concern in her voice. “Are you-”

Trixie suddenly stood and turned her head, her cheeks growing red. Twilight, from her up side down position, looked at the magician with confusion until Rarity leaned over the bed and gasped.

With a small blush of her own, Rarity leaned closer and whispered. “Twilight, your shirt.”

Twilight turned her head and was horrified to see that her shirt had rode up during her fall and was now exposing her entire stomach and a tiny amount of her chest. With another yelp, Twilight righted herself and pulled down her shirt down, her face burning with embarrassment.

“Sorry,” Trixie stated, still avoiding looking down.

“Um, was there something you needed, Trixie?” Fluttershy asked.

“Oh, uh, Pinkie wanted Trixie to ask you if you wanted to play a game,” Trixie replied.

“Why didn't she ask us herself?” Sunset pressed.

“She still playing video games... Trixie was the first one eliminated...” Trixie pouted.

“I think a game would be splendid,” Rarity exclaimed, trying to defuse the situation.

The others finished with the their video game and joined their friends in the center of the room.

“So Pinkie, what did you have in mind?” Sunset asked.

“How about a game of charades!” Pinkie suggested as she ran over to her closet and pulled out a small cloth bag. 

When the rest of the group agreed, Pinkie clapped happily. “Alrighty then. We'll play in teams of two. The team with the best time wins!”

“Me and Fluttershy! Called it!” Rainbow shouted as she wrapped her arm around her yellow friend. “We're always on the same team.”

“Fluttershy and I,” Rarity corrected.

“Uh, no, I already called dibs on her,” Rainbow looked weirdly at Rarity.

Before Rarity could respond, Applejack sat next to her. “Don't worry Rare, Ah'll be on yer team.”

Rarity sighed. “Sure, that sounds fine.”

“And I'll be with Sunset!” Pinkie proclaimed. 

The two remaining girls, Twilight and Trixie, glanced to each other.

“Um, wanna team up?” Trixie asked quietly.

“S-sure,” Twilight replied.

The teams took turns pulling out pieces of paper from the bag and acting out what was written. Twilight and Trixie were the last to go. Currently, Fluttershy were winning at two minutes and four seconds.

“Trixie will act it out,” Trixie offered. “She's used to performing.”

Trixie walked over and pulled a piece of paper out of the bag. The blue girl walked into the centre of the room and read the one word on her paper: Rowing. Trixie shrugged and faced Twilight.

“OK, three, two, one... Go!” Pinkie shouted as she started the timer.

Trixie, thinking this would be easy, held up her finger.

“One word,” Twilight nodded in confirmation.

Trixie tapped her nose and smiled. Then she balled her fists and started making circular motions with her arms as if she were rowing a boat. However, Twilight seemed to freeze instead of giving an answer. Trixie decided she would try to show that she was propelling herself by thrusting her hips as well. Again, Twilight didn't answer and Trixie was wondering why her partner looked like she was getting flustered. Trixie was growing frustrated as she tried to emphasize her movements by biting her lower lip and grunted with each move.

“Um, I, uh, is it-” Twilight stammered before she was interrupted.

“And time! Looks like Rainbow and Fluttershy win!” Pinkie announced.

“It was rowing!” Trixie explained as she let her arms drop.

“Ohh, that makes much more sense,” Twilight giggled to herself awkwardly, her face still a deep red.

“Why? what were you thinking?” Trixie asked.

“Nothing!” Twilight answered quickly. “I was drawing a blank.”

Trixie shook her head and sat back down. She couldn't understand what was wrong with Sparkle. It was totally obvious! Trixie did her part perfectly. She moved her arms and thrust her hips... right... in... Sparkle's... face. Trixie groaned internally. She just wanted to avoid being weird around Sparkle. Trixie didn't want to know what would happen if Twilight found out about her feelings. She might freak out like Fuchsia and Lavender. Trixie shuddered, not wanting to lose her new friends as well.

“Is anyone hungry?” Pinkie asked. “Cause I bought a ton of ice cream for tonight.”

“What flavors?” Rainbow asked.

“All of them,” Pinkie stated as a matter of fact.

“Fat free?” Rarity pressed.

“Yep!”

“Um, did you get any non dairy? Because it's OK if you didn't...” Fluttershy questioned.

“Of course. I wouldn't forget you my little vegan friend,” Pinkie's smile grew wider.

“Awesome! Let's get some,” Rainbow said she got up.

The girls moved downstairs into the kitchen. Twilight and Trixie sat on opposite sides of the table, avoiding eye contact. The other girls sat as well as Pinkie pulled out more tubs of ice cream than seemed possible out of the freezer. She placed them down on the counter and got a scoop from a nearby drawer.

“Hey Twilight, do you mind getting some whip cream from the fridge while I set this up?” Pinkie asked.

Twilight, who was sitting next to the fridge, nodded. “Sure.”

The purpler girl got up and opened the fridge, surprised to see how many cans of whip cream there were.

“Um...” Twilight muttered as she stared at the surplus supply of the dairy topping.

“Any of them will do,” Pinkie called as she worked on filling eight bowls with different ice creams.

Twilight shrugged and picked out a random can. She then walked around the table to hand it to Pinkie. Unfortunately, as she was approaching her energetic friend, Twilight's foot caught on a chair leg and the girl stumbled forward. Thankfully, Twilight managed to catch herself on the counter. However, it was with the hand that was holding the can. Twilight slammed the end on the table on an angle, causing a torrent of whipped cream aimed at Trixie. Time seemed to slow as Twilight watched in horror as the a wide eyed magician was covered. Silence filled the room as the girls stared at Trixie with shock. Trixie stayed still, causing everyone else to hold there breath.

In Trixie's mind, many thoughts went through her head in the few moments that no one spoke. Initially, she wanted to get angry, which she might have, if it were anyone other than Sparkle. The bespectacled looked so upset about what happened that Trixie quickly calmed any fury that might have arisen. Although, it was still Sparkle's fault. Maybe she could demand that she lick it off.  Trixie immediately pushed that thought out of her mind as she fought down a blush. Trixie was busy with other whip cream based fantasies when Twilight finally found her voice.

“Oh my gosh! Trixie, I'm so sorry!”

Trixie snapped out of her daze and faked a cough. “It's fine. It was an accident, but Trixie is much stickier than she would like to be...”

The others sighed with relief, happy that there wouldn't be an argument. 

Pinkie bounced over to Trixie with a reassuring smile. “Don't worry my newest, bluest friend. I can take your clothes and throw them in the washing machine. They'll be as good as new!”

“And is Trixie just supposed to hang out naked and sticky?” Trixie asked, causing Twilight to nearly faint.

However, it went unnoticed as Pinkie continued. “Of course not silly. You can use my shower and I'll even let you borrow some of my clothes until yours dry.”

“Trixie is fine with that. She just wants to be clean again,” Trixie grumbled as Pinkie led her out of the room.

Twilight groaned and placed her head on the table as Rarity gave Sunset an expectant look.

“What?” Sunset asked.

“You said not to worry,” Rarity stated.

“I... may have been wrong,” Sunset laughed nervously, “but it wasn't that bad.”

“It was pretty bad,” Rainbow drawled. 

“Alright, it hasn't been going as well as I planned,” Sunset relented.

“And what exactly did you have planned?” Rarity asked. 

“I still can't say,” Sunset replied, frowning.

“And why not?” Rarity demanded.

“There was a Pinkie promise. You know you can't break one of those,” Sunset answered.

“She's right,” Pinkie, who seemed to appear from nowhere, proclaimed happily before her eyes narrowed as the room somehow got darker, “there's no breaking a Pinkie promise.”

“Gah!” Rainbow jumped back. “Where the heck did you come from?”

“From showing Trixie the bathroom,” Pinkie, now back to normal, responded.

The pink smiled devilishly as she slipped over behind Twilight. “By the way, she is totally showering in there. Only a couple of rooms away.”

Twilight hid her face in her hands as her face burned. 

“Pinkie! Twilight is already having a hard night. She doesn't need your teasing,” Rarity scolded.

“Yeah, Twilight's already doing a good enough job on her own,” Rainbow laughed, “it's almost like she planned all of this.”

“I wouldn't do that!” Twilight defended, getting upset.

“Come on girls, y'all need to lay off,” Applejack stated. “We said we were going to be supportive.”

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Trixie was staring at the shower with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. On one of the walls of the shower, there were over two dozen bottles of hair care products, each of different brands. Trixie couldn't even figure out what half of them for.

“That certainly explains that hair,” Trixie muttered, “but Trixie doesn't know which one best removes cream from hers.”

The magician walked over to where Pinkie laid the extra set of clothes, which were a set a plain pyjamas that were way to pink for Trixie's liking and got dresses. She figured she would go ask Pinkie which ones to use before getting in. Trixie left the bathroom and headed towards the kitchen. However, just as she was about to turn the corner, she could hear the other girls talking.

“We didn't mean anything by it,” Pinkie said, “where fine with hanging out with a gay girl.”

Trixie froze and hid around the corner, now eavesdropping .

“Yeah, we might joke, but we're not trying to be mean,” Rainbow added.

“Be quiet, Trixie might here you,” Rarity ordered.

“Relax, she's in the shower,” Pinkie said.

“I know we all know and are OK with it, but we should still be careful about talking about it,” Sunset suggested.

Trixie had heard enough. With a scowl on her face and tears brimming her eyes, she turned the corner and cleared her throat. The other girls all turned to her with wide eyes.

“Trixie?” Sunset asked. “When did you-”

“You promised you wouldn't tell,” Trixie shouted.

Sunset realized that Trixie was misinterpreting the conversation. “No, wait, Trixie-”

“You said you would keep it between us!” Trixie continued. “Trixie knew she should have never trusted you!”

Sunset tried to approach Trixie, but the upset girl gave one last look to Twilight before she ran to the front door, slamming it behind her as she booked it down the street. Trixie's apartment wasn't to far from Pinkie's house and she figured the others wouldn't follow her into the building. Sunset, after seeing Trixie disappearing into the night, returned to the kitchen, where her stunned friends gave her questioning looks.

“Alright, I didn't know what I was doing,” Sunset sighed, feeling awful about herself.

“Why did she...” Rainbow trailed off, trying to put together what happened. 

Rarity gasped. “Wait, did she think we were... Sunset, did you know?”

Sunset shrugged with a sad smile. “I Pinkie promised.”

Twilight didn't move. She could barely think. She figured out Trixie's actions faster than the others. She couldn't believe it. The one thing she could only dream of happening was a reality. Trixie, her crush, liked girls as well. 

Unfortunately, for the second time this week, Trixie hated her. And her friends too.
> Realizing
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Trixie sat at her kitchen table, stirring her bowl of cereal with disinterest. She was up much earlier than she usually would be on a Saturday morning, but the young magician barely slept throughout the night and gave up on trying, deciding to go get breakfast. After the events of the previous evening, Trixie returned home, but found the door to be locked. Trixie's confused mother opened the door when she was woken to loud, rapid knocking. After answering, she saw her own distraught daughter, who pushed passed her as the first opportunity. Trixie ran for her bedroom and slammed the door behind her.

Trixie stripped off Pinkie's pyjamas and threw the obnoxiously pink cloth into the corner of her room and fell onto her bed, crying.

“Trixie?” Trixie could hear her mother's voice through the door. “Sweetie? Are you alright? What happened?”

Trixie choked back her sobbing so that she could answer. “No.”

“Can I come in?” Her mother asked.

“Trixie doesn't want to talk right n-now,” Trixie replied, starting to break down again.

“We don't have to talk, but I'd like to at least see you,” her mother offered.

Trixie sniffled a bit before answering. “Hold on.”

After putting on a pair of her own pyjamas, Trixie opened the door. Her mother wasted no time wrapping her arms around the saddened teen in a comforting hug. The two stayed that way for a while until Trixie had calmed down enough to try to go to bed.

Now, after Trixie got up after a night of tossing and turning, the blue girl just sat and stared at the swirling soggy cereal. Her mother was doing various chores around the apartment while checking to see if her daughter was ready to talk every once and a while. By the time Trixie decided that her breakfast had become inedible, the clock hanging behind her chimed ten. Trixie put her bowl into the sink and slumped over to the couch to watch some TV.

“Oh my! Is it ten already?” Trixie's mother gasped. “I have some errands I need to run today. Will you be alright here by yourself, my little star?”

“Yeah, I'll be fine,” Trixie grunted as she changed the channel to some cartoon.

“OK then, I'll be back in a few hours,” Trixie's mother explained as she started to head out the door. “Oh, and Trixie, I love you.”

Trixie turned away from the TV with a weak smile. “I love you too, mom.”

The older woman smiled back before closing the door, leaving Trixie with her thoughts. The magician tried to avoid  remembering the sleepover by focusing on the screen in front of her, but her mind refused to comply.

It only took fifteen minutes for Trixie to get frustrated and stand up with a growl. Trixie began to pace back and forth, speaking aloud all of her feelings.

“Why does this have to happen to Trixie!? She didn't want these feelings. First, she loses the only friends she had and then when she thinks she's making new ones, she finds out that they only befriended her as a joke so that they could laugh at her and her secrets,” Trixie ranted as she paced.

However, after seething for a moment, Trixie calmed down and began to think about it more. “Although, they never did actually laugh. They even said that they were fine with it. Even if they would tease a little, they wouldn't try to be mean about it. Maybe Trixie overreacted...”

Unfortunately, Trixie's pride kicked in, sparking her anger again. “No! They betrayed Trixie's trust! The Great and Powerful Trixie does not just tell anyone her secrets. Shimmer is in the wrong here! And Trixie would not accept any teasing from any of those Rainjerks! In fact, she would be the one to the teas-”

Trixie froze as she started to imagine Sparkle blushing and stuttering to something that Trixie might have said to her. Trixie fell back onto the couch, cursing how adorable the purple girl tended to be.

“It's all her fault anyways,” Trixie mumbled into the couch cushion. “Sparkle probably did all that stuff as a prank. Trixie should known that something was up the moment Sparkle tried to talk to her.”

Trixie heaved a sigh as she rolled over to stare at the ceiling. Too many emotions were going through the teens mind for her to deal with. However, she did feel a little better after her outburst, enough to distract herself with the TV.

When early afternoon came by, Trixie's mother returned with various bags. “Hi sweetie. I picked you up a burger and some fries.”

Trixie got up to help her mom. “Hey mom. Thanks. Do you want help putting that stuff away?”

“Thanks sweetie, I'd love the help.”

The two began emptying the bags and putting the items within away when Trixie took a deep breath.

“Um, mom...” Trixie started, “about what happened last night...”

Trixie stopped when she heard a chair scrape across the floor and turned to find her mother sitting at the table giving her an intense, but caring look. “Why don't we sit and talk?”

“Oh, sure,” Trixie agreed as she took a seat next to the older woman.

“So,” Trixie's mother urged, “I'm listening.”

Trixie fidgeted with her hands for a moment before she continued. “Well, Trixie told one of the girls at the party an important secret in confidence and then Trixie found out she told all of the others.”

“I see,” Trixie's mother responded warmly, “that can be pretty upsetting. May I ask what this secret was?”

Trixie stopped moving, her face scrunched up as she thought about coming out to her mother. She was hesitant about telling anyone else about what she felt, however, she never had any reason to think that her mother would think any less of her.

“Um, it was about a crush Trixie has...”

Trixie's mother suppressed a squeak, excited to here about her daughters love life, but was still very concerned. Trixie has never shown an interest in any boy before, so this was big news for Trixie's mother.

“On a girl.”

The eyebrow on the older woman's face shot up after the words left her daughters mouth. “Oh.”

“Well, she didn't tell her about Trixie's crush, per say, but Trixie did reveal... interests,” Trixie explained.

Trixie's mother took a deep breath, but the motherly smile never left her face. “Well, I can say I didn't see that one coming, but that doesn't change the way I love my my little star.”

Trixie sighed with relief internally even though she knew she had nothing to fear.

“Did they say anything mean to you because of it?” Trixie's mother asked.

“Er, no, Trixie ran out as soon as she found out the others knew her secret,” Trixie replied.

“Do you think they're not going to be your friends anymore?”

Trixie flinched. “No, Trixie actually heard that they were... fine with it.”

“So it's because they betrayed your trust?” Trixie's mother pressed.

Trixie just bit her lip and nodded as tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. Her mother pulled her into another hug and rubbed her back. Trixie's mother knew how Trixie felt. Her daughter was always a prideful one and rarely reached out to others. When she was young, Trixie had few to no friends and was often picked on. Even now, Trixie never really hung out with friends outside of school unless it was for a project or practising for a performance. It was surprising to find out that Trixie trusted someone besides her own mother with a secret that big, but it was understandable why Trixie was so crushed when that trust was betrayed.

Trixie's mother spoke up when Trixie started to calm down. “Feeling better?”

“Mhmm,” Trixie muttered as she pulled away.

“Good. How about you just relax today? Watch cartoons and practice some tricks,” Trixie's mother suggested.

“Kay,” Trixie wiped her eyes and smiled at her mother.

“There's m little star. I have some more things to do, but you concern yourself with feeling better today. Just don't stay up too late, we have a doctors appointment in the morning tomorrow.”

“Thanks mom,” Trixie hugged her mother again.

“Anytime,” Trixie's mother replied as she returned the affection.

The next day came by quickly as Trixie found herself sitting in the passengers seat of her mother's van, heading towards the doctor's office. It was cloudy day that threatened to rain at any moment. They pulled up to the clinic and entered the building, Trixie sitting in one of the waiting room chairs as her mother went to the front desk. Trixie picked up a magazine and idly went through it until her mother sat down.

“Were a bit early, so it'll be about a twenty minute wait,” Trixie's mother explained.

“Alright,” Trixie shrugged as she went back to her magazine.

Trixie skimmed through the pages for a couple minutes until the clinic door opened. A tall, muscular, cyan man with red hair walked in, however, what caught Trixie's attention was the girl that followed behind him.

Rainbow Dash scanned the room with a bored expression until her gaze landed on Trixie, which was when her eyes went wide. The two girls continued to stare at each other until the older man spoke up.

“Friend of yours, champ?” he asked.

“Um,” Rainbow gave an awkward shrug, “yes?”

“Alright. Why don't you go catch up while I go check in?”

“Sure dad,” Rainbow slowly made her way over and took the sat next to Trixie while avoiding eye contact the whole time.

As Rainbow nervously took the seat next to Trixie, the magician noticed that her mother was watching the two out of the corner of her eye.

“Uh... hey,” Rainbow offered with an awkward smile.

Trixie sighed and stood up. “Let's talk outside. Trixie would like some fresh air.”

“Oh, sure,” Rainbow agreed.

“Don't be too long, the doctor will call us in any moment,” Trixie's mother called out.

Trixie could hear the worry in her voice and turned to give a reassuring smile. “Don't worry, we'll be quick.”

The two girls walked out the door and took a few more steps when Trixie confronted Rainbow. “Alright, let's hear it.”

Rainbow stared back, confused. “Hear what?”

Trixie rolled her eyes and explained with irritation. “Whatever excuse or half ass apology you have to give.”

“Hey, I don't have any excuses,” Rainbow stated, starting to act defensively, “and I only apologize when I do something wrong, which is almost, like, never!”

Trixie glared before she gave a mock chuckle. “Trixie supposes you're right. It was her fault to trust you Rainjerks. Besides, it was Sunset who betrayed Trixie.”

“Sunset didn't do anything,” Rainbow retorted.

“You dare lie directly to Trixie's face?” Trixie scoffed. “Please, Sunset hasn't changed at all. Her reformation was a sham and she is still the same tyrant she always has been.”

“Take that back! Sunset is a good friend and she's always trying to make up for what she did,” Rainbow growled.

“And she's doing a great job of it,” Trixie replied sarcastically, “by tricking Trixie and telling you her secret.”

“She didn't tell us anything,” Rainbow exclaimed.

“Nice try, but Trixie overheard you!”

“But that's not fair!”

“And why not?” Trixie questioned angrily.

“Because we weren't talking about you!” Rainbow shouted.

There was a moment of silence before Trixie spoke up. “You weren't?”

Rainbow realized her mistake and covered her mouth.

“If you weren't talking about Trixie, then who were you talking about?” Trixie pressed, her anger now replaced by curiosity.

Rainbow removed her hands, stuffing them in her pockets as she looked away. “I really can't say.”

“Right,” Trixie sighed, “you girls like to do those pink promises or whatever the hell they're called.”

The two were quiet again until Trixie came to a realization. “Wait! That means Trixie outed herself.”

Rainbow looked back to find a mortified girl and felt a pang of sympathy. “Hey, look, we all make mistakes. The girls and I aren't mad at you and we're still willing to be friends if you want.”

“Really? Even after Trixie's outburst?” Trixie asked.

“Sure! It's no big deal. And don't worry about the whole gay thing. We don't care about that,” Rainbow explained.

“Of course. You already have a friend like Trixie, who is...”

“Sorry, can't tell ya,” Rainbow gave an apologetic shrug.

“But the rest of you know about Trixie. Isn't it only fair that Trixie should know who the other one is?” Trixie argued.

“I guess, but it's not my place tell you,” Rainbow explained.

“Well, from what Trixie overheard, it can't be you or or the pink one and Sunset probably would have said something earlier if it was her,” Trixie began to reason.

“Think whatever you want, but I'm not helping you,” Rainbow said defiantly as she crossed her arms.

“Hmm,” Trixie continued. “Trixie doubts it's Applejack. That girl seems way too focused on farm work.”

“Alright, I'll give you that one,” Rainbow chuckled.

“Maybe Fluttershy?” Trixie thought out loud. “No, if she was, I'd think she'd be too shy to even tell any of you.”

“Hey, Fluttershy would tell us anything,” Rainbow stated.

“A little defensive there?” Trixie smirked.

“That's not what I meant,” Rainbow sputtered. “It's just Fluttershy and I have known each other for a long time and she would tell me something like that if she was.”

“OK, it's not her then,” Trixie concluded.

Rainbow thought about what she said and smacked her forehead.

“Now there's Rarity. She likes to talk about the perfect man and has has gone on plenty of dates with many boys at school, but still, there's something about her...”

“Nuh-uh,” Rainbow shook her head, “you're not getting anything else from me.”

Trixie shrugged. “Well if it isn't her, that would only leave-”

Trixie froze. The only girl she hadn't thought of was the one girl she thought about a lot. The same girl who, over the past week, had gone out of her way to talk to and make friends with Trixie. The same girl who kept acting weird whenever Trixie saw her. Trixie was filled with two emotions. One was the urge to smack herself for not realizing it sooner and the other was a sense of relief combined with joy for knowing that her feelings were reciprocated.

“Um, Trixie?” Rainbow waved a hand in front of Trixie's face.

“Wha?” Trixie shook her head and looked to the other blue girl.

“You kinda spaced out there,” Rainbow explained.

“Oh, uh, Trixie was just stumped,” Trixie lied. “Couldn't figure it out.”

Rainbow seemed relieved. “Don't over think it. She'll tell you when she's ready.”

“Of course,” Trixie nodded.

Just then, the door to the clinic opened and Trixie's mother poked her head out. “Are you girls done? The doctor is ready to see us.”

“Yep, we're done,” Trixie smiled to Rainbow, who returned the gesture.

“Alright, hurry up then,” Trixie's mother said as she went back inside.

“Glad were on good terms again,” Rainbow exclaimed.

“Indeed. However, do you mind not telling the others about out chat? Trixie would like to apologize herself tomorrow,” Trixie asked.

“Oh, sure, I guess,” Rainbow shrugged.

The two teens walked back in and Trixie went through her appointment. On the way home, Trixie's mother gave her a cheerful grin.

“You seem much happier,” she commented.

“Yeah, we worked it out,” Trixie replied happily.

“That's so relieving. I was worried about sending you to school tomorrow.”

“Actually, I'm excited to go to school tomorrow,” Trixie explained.

“My, I think the doctor was wrong. Surely you must by sick,” Trixie;s mother joked.

Trixie laughed, but she was telling the truth. With her new knowledge, she couldn’t wait to see Sparkle again. Also, Trixie had been putting together a plan since her talk with Rainbow. Since Sparkle's form of flirting seemed to be putting Trixie into confusing, awkward or even embarrassing situations, then Trixie was prepared to flirt right back.

“Be ready Sparkle,” Trixie said under her breath and she smile mischievously, “because The Flirtatious and Enticing Trixie is coming for you.”
	
> Teasing
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

		Twilight slumped through the front doors of CHS. Not even the prospect of another week of school could lift her spirits. After Trixie's departure, the slumber party became a lot more somber and the girls went to bed a lot earlier than they usually would. When Twilight returned home the next morning, she told her family that she had a lot of studying to do and locked herself in her room for almost the entire weekend. 

Thankfully, things were still awkward enough between Twilight and her mother so that Twilight was left mostly alone to sulk. It also seemed as if her mother hadn't told Twilight's father or her brother about their conversation, which gave Twilight some relief in an otherwise gloomy time. She didn't even spend time with her friends who tried texting and calling to see how she was doing. Twilight only answered each attempt with short, simple responses.

Now Twilight slowly made her way to her locker, dreading seeing the moment she would see Trixie. Or even worse, not seeing her at all! Twilight feared that Trixie just wouldn't come to school today because of what happened. The young scientist contemplated, even though the rational side of her brain argued against it, that Trixie might never come back to school and may have even transferred.

With a heavy sigh, Twilight opened her locker door and got her books and papers in order. Zipping up her backpack, Twilight was about to close her locker when it suddenly slammed shut on her. Blinking a few times before she realized that there was a blue hand pressed on her locker door, Twilight followed the hoodie clad arm attached to it and saw Trixie standing next to her wearing a predatory grin.

“Trixie!?” Twilight gasped as she fumbled, almost dropping her bag.

“The Great and Powerful,” Trixie answered, adjusting herself so that she was leaning on the lockers with one arm while the other rested on her hip.

“I-I-I... what? Why?” Twilight stammered.

“What do you mean,” Trixie traded her grin for a curious pout while batting her eyelashes.

Twilight's brain had to do a hard reset before she could comprehend what was happening and reply. “Why are you here?”

“Well,” Trixie started with a smirk,” Trixie thought she'd stop by for a fresh baked tart.”

“B-but I don't have any t-tarts,” Twilight responded, befuddled by what Trixie was talking about, let alone why she was talking to her in the first place.

“Oh,” Trixie pretended to be disappointed for a second before her smirk returned two fold, “I guess I'll have to settle for something else hot and juicy.”

Twilight could see that Trixie was eyeing her body and began to blush fiercely as she subconsciously tried to cover herself. “W-what do you mean?”

Trixie giggled as she pushed off of the lockers. “Don't worry Sparkle, you'll find out soon enough. Unfortunately, there isn't enough time right now. See ya around, Sparkle.”

Trixie strode past Twilight just as the purple girl snapped out of her stupor. Twilight was about to spin around to continue questioning Trixie further, but was stopped by a loud slapping sound followed by a sudden stinging sensation on her rear end. Twilight could only stare blankly ahead as her mind slowly registered that Trixie had just spanked her. When she regained her senses for the second time, Twilight's face turned completely red as she grabbed the offended area.

“Did she just? Why would she? What just happened!?”

The young scientist spun around to see a wisp of silver hair disappear around the corner. Twilight then scanned the rest of the hallway and was relieved to find that there was no one else to witness what happened.  After confirming that she was alone, Twilight, her face still ablaze, leaned against the lockers and slid so that she was seated on the floor. Many emotions swirled in her head as Twilight tried to understand why Trixie acted the way she did. She mostly felt confusion, but embarrassment was also prevalent. Also, Twilight had to admit she even felt a little giddy. However, Twilight couldn't contemplated for long when she heard a familiar voice calling her name.

“Twilight? Darling? Are you alright?”

Twilight looked up and saw Rarity standing over her with a concerned face. “Rarity?”

“You look flushed, dear. Are you feeling alright?” Rarity asked.

“Oh, um, y-yes, I'm fine,” Twilight answered as she smiled nervously.

“Then may I ask why you are sitting down in the hallway? Do you know filthy these floor are?” Rarity questioned with a disgusted look.

“Ah, right,” Twilight scrambled to her feet and dusted herself off,” I was just lost in thought.”

Rarity gave her friend a curious look, but replaced it with a sympathetic smile shortly after. “Still upset about the party?”

Twilight was about to tell Rarity about her interaction with Trixie, but stopped herself. She already felt her cheeks getting warm just by thinking about it and decided that there was no way she could talk about it without fainting in embarrassment. She hated to lie to her friend, but even if she felt comfortable talking, she knew Rarity would ask for every little detail.

“Uh, yeah,” Twilight nodded as she tried to calm herself down.

Rarity gave Twilight a small hug. “Don't worry too much, dear. I'm sure this whole fiasco will get sorted out soon enough.”

“Y-your probably right,” Twilight nodded with a strained smile.

“Why, I'm sure that the next time you see Trixie, she won't be nearly as mad,” Rarity offered.

“I don't doubt you on that,” Twilight agreed.

The two girls shared few words after that as they headed to there history class. Twilight tried to focus on her school work, but her mind couldn't keep away from her morning with Trixie. She even had to hide her face in her books a few times to make sure that no one saw her blushing. By the end of the period, Rarity was beginning to suspect that there was something more to how Twilight was acting then the purple girl was saying. However, she didn't have any time to press before the bell rang and Twilight  nearly ran out the door with a hasty goodbye. 

Rarity shrugged it off, though. Twilight was already a bit odd and she had been under a lot of stress lately, so Rarity thought nothing of it. The fashionista hoped that things would turn around for Twilight as she went off to her next class. Second period was uneventful for Rarity, who was happy to finally go to lunch once the period ended. The ivory girl strode into the cafeteria and towards her usual table, where her friends were already sitting. As she approached, she could tell that Rainbow Dash and Applejack were in some sort of argument.

“Why do I have to be up to something?” Rainbow asked.

“Cause you've been acting smug all day, but haven't boasted about anything once,” Applejack retorted. “Ya only do that when you're planning a prank or got away with doing something wrong.”

“Jeez, don't you have any faith in me?” Rainbow pretended to look hurt.

“Not at all,” Applejack answered without hesitating.

Rainbow scrunched up her face before replying. “Well for your information, I actually did something totally awesome and I'm proud of myself.”

“Then what did ya do?” Applejack pressed.

“Can't say,” Rainbow smiled smugly as she turned up her nose.

“My, Rainbow,” Rarity started as she sat down, “you can't really blame Applejack when you act like that.”

“Why? Aren't I allowed to have secrets?” Rainbow protested.

“No,” Rarity replied immediately.

“Why not?” Rainbow asked.

“Because of your history,” Rarity explained.

“She has a point, Rainbow,” Fluttershy meekly stated while Pinkie Pie giggled.

“Hey! I actually did something good! And you all are going to feel bad for accusing when you find out,” Rainbow proclaimed.

“Hey Rainbow,” Sunset asked with a tired look, “do you mind not pulling a prank right now? I still feel like crap because of what happened. I don't want to deal with your shenanigans as well.”

“It's not a prank!” Rainbow defended. “And you're not going to feel like crap for long.”

“Oh yeah?” Sunset had a sceptical look on her face. “And why's that?”

“Ahem.”

All six girls turned to look at Trixie, who was standing at the end with her hands behind her back and a remorseful expression. The Rainbooms all stuttered and began a stream of questions while Rainbow leaned back with her arms behind her head. No one could be heard over the others and they only stopped when Trixie rose her hand.

“Trixie is here to apologize. She overreacted and jumped to conclusions when she had little information. Trixie regrets her actions and hopes that you can find it in your hearts to forgive her.”

“Well of course we forgive you, silly!” Pinkie jumped up from her seat and wrapped her arms around the magician. “I'm just glad we can still call you friend!”

“That's great to hear,” Rarity gushed, excited for Twilight to find out. “Why don't you sit with us?”

The other girls agreed and expressed their happiness and forgiveness as well as Trixie sat in an available space in the middle of the table.

“So what made ya come around there Trix?” Applejack asked.

“Actually, Trixie had a run in with Rainbow over the weekend and after a short talk we worked everything out,” Trixie explained.

“Shucks RD, was that what you were hiding from us,” Applejack asked.

“Bet you feel like a jerk now,” Rainbow smirked.

“You're right. I shouldn't have been so suspicious,” Applejack admitted. “I should trust you more.”

Applejack grabbed her apple juice and poked her straw into it, only to have it burst open and spray her with it's contents. The cowgirl glared at the only girl who would rig her drink like that.

Rainbow started to laugh. “No you shouldn't.”

The two girls started bickering again while Trixie got Pinkie's attention. “Hey, Trixie couldn't help but notice that Sparkle isn't around.”

“Yeah, she's usually late to lunch because she has gym second period and she likes to wait and shower alone after all the other girls leave,” Pinkie explained.

“Oh, really?” Trixie rose an eyebrow and fought the urge to smirk deviously.

“Ah, there she is,” Rarity said as she started waving. “Twilight, you'll never guess who decided to join us for lunch.”

“Hi Rari-” Twilight froze when she spotted Trixie smiling at her smugly while her friends were focused on greeting her.

“I know, we were surprised to see her too!” Pinkie exclaimed.

“Everything's settled now,” Sunset added with a smile. “Isn't that great?”

“Um... yeah,” Twilight smiled meekly as the morning events rushed back into her mind.

“Well are you going to stand there all day or are you going to sit with us?” Rainbow asked.

“Oh, right,” Twilight laughed nervously as she looked to see where she could sit.

However, the only open spot at the table was directly across from Trixie. Twilight tried to calm herself as she sat down and looked up to see Trixie pouting with her eyes watering. Taken off guard, Twilight almost fell off her seat, but steadied herself in time. 

“Trixie is really sorry for how she acted. Trixie shouldn't jump to conclusions like that,” Trixie whimpered. “Do you think you could forgive her?”

“Of c-course,” Twilight stuttered, unsure of how he should react.

“Great!” Trixie said as she switched to  a happy demeanour immediately. “Trixie is glad were friends again.”

Twilight was shocked at how quickly Trixie's attitude changed, but then reminded herself that the girl was a performer. Twilight then considered confronting Trixie about what happened, but she decided against it, knowing her friends would start asking questions she didn't want to answer. Twilight continued internally debating with her self when she felt something on her ankle. Startled, Twilight realized it felt like a foot and looked at Trixie, who was staring right at her with her elbows on the table and her head in her hands. Trixie's smile grew and she winked as the foot starting moving up and down the inside of Twilight's leg. 

“So Twilight, Coco said that the costumes were just fantastic and that she would love to have you as a model again,” Rarity turned to speak to the purple girl.

Twilight, however, was too stunned to respond as Trixie's foot kept getting higher and higher, now teasing the edges of her skirt. Although, before her silence became suspicious, Trixie piped in.

“Oh, Twilight was a model?”

“Yes. We had a mild crisis for the school play and Twilight helped us by trying on each costume,” Rarity explained.

“Really? Trixie would love to help next time as well. After all, she does know a thing or two about performing,” Trixie boasted.

The two continued to talk, as did the rest of the table, all unaware of what was happening to Twilight underneath. Trixie was already well under her skirt and was tracing circles on her inner thigh while still moving further along Twilight's leg. The young scientist was now sweating as her face was heating up. Her breathing became rapid and she stared to shake. She wanted to say something, but she was too embarrassed and some part of her even wanted Trixie to keep going. Trixie just grazed the edge of her underwear when Applejack grabbed her shoulder.

“Hey Twi, you alright,” Apple asked as Trixie took her foot away.

“Huh?” Twilight grunted before she faked a cough and smiled awkwardly. “Yeah, I'm fine.”

Applejack leaned close to whisper. “You that nervous about talking to Trixie again?”

“You could say that,” Twilight whispered back as she crossed her legs.

“Don't sweat it, sugar cube. The way ah see it, you have a better chance with her than ever before,” Applejack encouraged as she gave a thumbs up.

Twilight could only nod, still trying to calm herself down. Lunch went by quickly as the girls chatted, Trixie almost seamlessly blending into the Rainbooms and the conversation. By the time the bell rang, Twilight managed to start acting normal, although she was very weary of Trixie and kept an eye on her.

“Man, lunch is over already?” Rainbow whined. “I don't want to go back to class.”

“It's not that bad, Rainbow,” Twilight offered. “Science can be fun!”

“Pfft, nerd,” Rainbow scoffed as she got up.

Twilight frowned as she gathered her things and headed after Rainbow, followed by Fluttershy and Trixie. After saying their farewells to their friends, the four girls left the cafeteria and started towards their next class. Fluttershy scurried to catch up with Rainbow as Twilight walked behind them. Trixie sauntered up next to Twilight, wearing the same smug grin Twilight has seen on her all day. Twilight said nothing and tried to ignore the girl beside her, but her efforts were thwarted when she felt Trixie's hot breath next to her ear.

“You know,” Trixie whispered, “Trixie thinks nerds are sexy.”

Rainbow and Fluttershy spun around when they heard a crash and found Twilight lying face first on the ground.

“Holy crap, Twi!” Rainbow exclaimed.

“Are you okay?” Fluttershy asked.

Twilight picked herself up and brushed herself off. “Yeah, I just tripped.”

Twilight could see that Trixie was covering her mouth with one hand, making it like like she was concerned, but Twilight could see that she was trying to suppress a giggle. After Twilight assured her friends that she was fine, the girls continues on their way, although now Twilight was blushing with embarrassment.

“Are you sure it doesn't hurt?” Fluttershy asked again.

“It does a little, but I'll be fine,” Twilight replied as she rubbed her nose.

Unfortunately for Twilight, Trixie leaned towards her once more. “Want Trixie to kiss it better?”

After hearing another crash, Rainbow and Fluttershy turned to see Twilight on the floor again.

When the girls finally arrived to class, Twilight looked like a mess. She was grateful to see Trixie sit at the back of the room. Twilight was about to sit up front with her friends when Rainbow grabbed her.

“What are you doing?” Rainbow asked.

“Trying to sit down?” Twilight responded, confused.

“Come on Twi, I know this weekend was weird, but it's all good now. Here's your chance to get some one on one time with Trixie.”

“I really don't think I'll need it,” Twilight tried to emphasize her point, but Rainbow completely missed the message.

“This is no time to wimp out,” Rainbow pressed as she shoved Twilight to the back of the class.

Twilight reluctantly sat next to Trixie, who replaced her grin with an innocent smile. 

“So Twilight-” Trixie started, but was cut off by Twilight.

“Please Trixie, can we just focus on class,” Twilight pleaded.

“Oh, of course,” Trixie agreed. “In fact, Trixie was hoping you could help me with a subject in science she's been struggling with.”

Twilight relaxed. She would love to help Trixie, especially in a topic she loved. Twilight was glad to finally be back in her comfort zone.

“What subject?” Twilight asked happily.

“Anatomy,” Trixie replied as she slowly shifted back to a grin.

“Anatomy? Well, I'd be happy to help in any way I can,” Twilight offered.

“That's great,”  Trixie purred, “because Trixie finds that she's a hands on learner.”

Twilight felt Trixie's hand on her thigh and could feel her heart flutter and sink at the same time. She didn't think Trixie was going to be done anytime soon.