Feeling Smug About The Drug.
Feeling Smug About The Drug
Starlight Glimmer was a very different pony. Different from what she once was, but also different then every other pony (of whom she had encountered). That was until she met Trixie, The Great and Powerful Trixie, mind you! Both ponies had difficult child hoods and dealt with their problems in the worst possible fashion, using a scapegoat to push blame away from them selves and give them answers to questions they could never answer. Trixie blamed her Father, Mr Lulamoon. He was known by no other name to his daughter, and all he knew her as, was useless. And that's all she was to her self.
Starlight, was different. As usual. For her, life became a struggle on the death of both her parents when she was aged 4 and due to Equestria's yearly death count being countable on 2 hands, no institutions were in place for her to seek counselling or shelter. Instead, she had to rely on her only friend, Sunburst. The 2 ponies were inseparable, and perfect counters to each others ability and power. Sunburst was her only friend, family and platonic lover. Without him she wouldn't be a functioning pony, she wouldn't have anyone to care for her. It's a good job she had, him there... That was until he got cutie mark. Everything changed then. Everything. To most ponies, a friend moving away would be, an obstacle sure but nothing to drive a pony insane to the point of changing her beliefs of social standing and structure and leading other ponies into her beliefs with her ideological fanaticism. But she didn't lose her friend, well okay, yeah she did, but she lost more then that. She lost her family for a second time. She lost the only ponies to care for her for a second time. She was forced into the streets to find shelter for a second time, but without a friend to help her. She was insane, depressed and destroyed. What caused all this? It's hardly Sunbursts fault, his parents made him go. And it's hardly their fault as they just want the best for their son and presumed Starlight had other friends, they were caught in adrenaline. She hoped. Then who's next? Who else? Or what else..? Cutie Marks. Of course! It's obvious! And so she founded her ideology of 'Cutie Marxism.' The rest is history.
Now you know the context of our past. Let's tell you all about the present, and trust me. It ain't a gift.
The sky resonated with a tender and warming glow of Celestia's summer star. Ponyville shone with the same luminescence as ponies began to move around the town like a herd of rampaging animals. The sun began to settle into the blanket of sempiternal space. Today was a busy day for every pony, including Starlight. Who had just finished work, with a sparkle of hope that tonight was going to be fun. As time went on, as twilight came about after sunset, the streets were filled with starlight, the dark and streets that were lit only by a glimmer of light were quite tricksy to navigate but Starlight had lived here just long enough to know the way home from work. She let out a sigh of relief as she approached the door, relief from the stress of work. Dealing in customer support was the worst thing she could imagine, but Twilight believed it to be "A stable and well payed job that also allows you to further your skills in social interaction and friendships!" Yeah, maybe if you call being bitched, insulted and complained at over someones something not working, and no matter how much you tell them there is nothing insulting customer support will do to help them they carry on. Then yeah, maybe she was right.
The door radiated with Starlight's signature light turquoise magical aura as it began to groan from its frame and open. Trixie had been waiting on the other side for a couple minutes as Starlight was pretty much home bang on 9 every week night, she had no idea how she was so punctual but got the feeling Miss Sparkle had something to do with the phenomenon. Starlight walked through the door and was greeted by the same hug she got every night, which she had no reason to complain about. She was thankful for it, it was Thanksgiving after all. While Starlight was new to the prospect, she didn't complain as Trixie always cooked large meals. So that was another thing to be thankful for! The hug lasted a couple of seconds before Trixie broke away with a genuine smile on her face. Starlight knew what smiles were real and what were fake. Trixie spoke first.
"Hiya Starlight!~ How was work?" Trixie's voice was filled with happiness and gratitude, almost more then usual.
"Depressing and boring, how was cooking?" Starlight tried to fake her optimism. But failed.
"As always I suppose, why not got pop a pill, that always helps!" Trixie spoke with optimism and innocence.
"Trixie! I'm not taking your stupid drugs!" Starlight straightened her self and narrowed her eyes, her voice contained a slight poison to it.
"Whoah, whoah! I mean YOUR pills! Your anti depressants! Jeez..." Trixie looked intimidated and reared down, only to realise she was doing it, and stood up straight with pure and completely real confidence.
"Oh, yeah... heh sorry Trix. Tough day yanno? I'll go 'pop my pills' and see you for dinner!" Starlight emphasised her joke with a tone shift and a hoof gesture as the 2 mares chuckled lightly and moved away.
Starlight walked up the stairs of their small and cosy house. It was certainly a lot different to a castle or a wagon, but both enjoyed the change, as it was the middle ground for them both. Starlight with the large castle, Trixie with the small wagon, as medium sized house seemed fitting. Starlight approached the white and sterile looking bathroom (Twilight's OCD rubbed of on her a little bit) and switched the light. After a quick glance around the room and letting her eyes adjust to the light she found her way to the mirrored cupboard above the sink and grabbed onto a bottle of pills with her magic and got ready to take them.
Starlight was outside in the garden setting out all the food onto the outside table they had set up. It was barely light still, around civil twilight, Trixie giggled at her pun. But it was true, it was around the civil twilight hour as the darkness and the light intertwined in a romantic dance on the horizon. Everything was perfect. Trixie's expression turned smug. She knew what she had done, it was only fair, maybe she could have picked another day. But today was a day Starlight wouldn't have suspected it! This was revenge! A beautiful plan! Trixie's smug grin widened as she realised how truly great and powerful she and her grand subterfuge was. This would show starlight... Never replace Trixie's turkey with ham!
Starlight was on the floor spinning around in circles. She look stupid. She felt stupid. She had no idea what was going on. But she loved it. She loved the ecstasy, in both meanings of the word. She took a deep breath and stood up, kinda sorta, maybe? She think she was stood up... or was she stood down? Upside down? If you can be upside down can you be sideside up, hm?
Trixie was waiting outside for Starlight but after a while of loud crashes, euphoric laughter and screaming, she decided to go check on her friend. About halfway up the stairs she heard a loud bang, a scream and the next thing she knew there was a ball of Glim Glam was hurdling towards her down the stairs. The perculiar ball was laughing hysterically and screaming in joy. After a closer analysis of this Glim Glam Trixie realised she was gonna get... sHIT!