Twilight learns that she destroyed Trixie's career and that the Ursa destroyed her wagon.
Twilight learns that she destroyed Trixie's career and that the Ursa destroyed her wagon. Trixie has no where else to go and after months of living in the Everfree forest, she decides to swallow her pride and live with Twilight, who feels guilty. The two of them soon learn to become friends. I did this story when I decided that I would do two stories based on top images on this site. This one is about the Image of Trixie and Twilight.
“Come on Spike, we’re going for a walk in the Everfree forest!” Yelled Twilight.
Spike woke up and walked down the library’s stairs.
“Okay, okay, I’m coming,” the dragon said sleepily.
“Walking is good exercise Spike, and we both need to get outside more.”
“At five in the morning?”
“The earlier the better.”
********** Spike had fallen asleep on Twilights back and was dreaming his favorite dream, the one where he builds a house made of candy for himself and Rarity.
“Let’s eat!” Cried spike in his dream.
“Spike, wake up,” whispered Rarity right before he awoke and realized it was Twilight.
Spike was upset because he never managed to get to the eating part.
“Twilight, I was just dreaming about...”
“Shhhhh. Look,” Twilight whispered.
Spike turned in Twilights direction to see movement through some bushes. He saw a small pond and a blue unicorn with a silver mane looking into it while munching on a pinecone. She was crying.
A Spike-toting Twilight walked into the clearing. The unicorn looked up and the two of them just stared for a few seconds before Twilight spoke.
“Trixie,” asked Twilight, “what are you doing here?”
Trixie started to cry some more before she spoke.
“The Great and Powerful, I mean, I have no where else to go,” said Trixie between sobs, “you ruined my career and the Ursa crushed my cart. Now I’m stuck eating pinecones because of you.”
Trixie began to completely bawl her eyes out.
“I didn’t no I was going to put you in these circumstances. You could stay with me at the library,” said Twilight.
Spike who had fallen asleep despite the crying woke up suddenly.
“What?! No way Twilight, we’re not letting her stay?” Spike sounded nervous.
“Spike!” Twilight was starting to cry too, “We are, we owe it to her.”
“Thank you,” wailed Trixie. Who hugged Twilight tightly while still crying
Twilight and Trixie sat on a park bench and were both eating. Trixie was drinking a soda and Twilight was chewing a sandwich. Ponies walking by were shooting Trixie strange looks, they remembered her fraud all too well. Trixie was drawing and writing in a notebook, trying to make sure that Twilight couldn’t see it.
“When I came to Ponyville, I hoped for a new start,” said Trixie, “but instead I let vanity get in my way and now look where it’s gotten me. I barely even now any magic despite my cutie mark.”
“If you want to learn magic you’ve come to the right pony, I can teach you.”
“You’d do that?”
“Yes I would, I owe it to you.”
Trixie pulled a single suitcase into the library's spare bedroom. She noticed that her hat and cloak were quite torn.
“Rarity can fix that,” said Twilight.
Trixie unpacked her things, a few magic tricks, some fireworks, two photos, one of her doing a magic show as a filly and another was an image of her signed by her parents. It read “Good luck on your big night sweetie, love Mom and Dad.” Trixie stared at the photo for a while. She remembered when she used to be a first-rate magician, performing at a stage in Hoofington, she remembered how after a while, the town saw through her tricks. She was kicked out of the stage and she started a traveling show, looking for a place to settle and maybe make some friends. She remembered how she kept chasing the ponies away, they all despised her for her fraud. She could never repay Twilight for her hospitality, “because maybe,” she thought, “I could get a new start by learning some more magic.”
Twilight and Trixie stood in the center of the library. Trixie was struggling to keep a giant horse-head sculpture aloft with her magic.
“Hey, I think I’ve gotten the hang of it,” said Trixie. The sculpture suddenly fell.
“Almost,” said Trixie.
“If you don’t mind me asking,” said Twilight, “what is your backstory.”
“Well,” said Trixie, “since I was a filly, I’ve always been interested in the magic I had as a unicorn. I had studied magic hard and managed to perform some amusing magical tricks. The tricks impressed my parents and friends, but there were plenty of unicorns better than me and that was always upsetting. One day, while in a junk shop, I found a wizards robe and hat, I fell in love with it and I made a decision, I would become a performing magician. I decided that I could get by with my limited skills if I also did some performance. I changed my name from Lulamoon to Trixie and I started a show to amuse my friends and family. They liked it, my acting made up for the gap that I once had. That was the event that earned me my cutie mark. It was fun for a while, but the older I got, the less people were interested in the act. I had to perform some more, so I started to be arrogant and lie about my great feats such as vanquishing an Ursa Major. I soon had a top position at a Hoofington Stage, but soon people saw through my act, I got a cart and I started traveling form town to town in order to make some friends and find a new life, but I screwed up every time,” Trixie was starting to cry.
“I did the exact same thing when I came to Ponyville,” sobbed Trixie, “I got carried away and the Ursa soon destroyed my cart, I ended up having to live in the Everfree forest, the only food I could get was pinecones, except rarely, a zebra named Zecora would give me a fruit. I can’t put on shows my any more. I figured that I could just settle here if I learned some real magic.”
Trixie began to cry even louder. Twilight hugged and tried to comfort her. “It’s going to be all right Trixie,” said Twilight, “it’s going to be all right.”
That night, Trixie was writing and drawing in a notebook she had.
Twilight went downstairs and into her kitchen. She saw Trixie moving a frying pan with magic while cooking some eggs.
“Oh, you don’t have to bother with that,” said Twilight “we were gonna go out to breakfast today.”
“Oh, okay then.” Said Trixie. “What should I do with these eggs?”
Spike jumped onto the kitchen counter, grabbed the frying pan and poured the eggs into his mouth.
“These are really good Trixie,” said Spike.
**********
Trixie and Twilight, along with Twilight’s five friends that at a cafe table. Everyone seemed pretty accepting of Trixie.
“And that’s how Equestria was made,” Pinkie had just finished a story that had nothing to do with Equestria”s origins.
“Wow, that’s really interesting Pinkie,” said Twilight, “Could you guys wait a second. I have to pick up some cake I ordered from Sugarcube Corner.”
Twilight left. The 6 ponies waited for Twilight to be gone. Trixie then felt the five others staring at her.
“Look, I don’t know what you’re trying to pull Trixie,” said Rainbow Dash, “but it’s not gonna work.”
“I don’t know who you think you are coming back, but if you think you can mooch of Twilight, you’re wrong,” said Applejack.
“Plus you think you can learn some real magic,” said Rarity, “how about a spell to make you disappear and maybe get some better clothes.”
“And you claim you vanquished an Ursa Major, I’d like to see you try” snorted Pinkie.
“So why don’t you go back to the forest where you belong!” yelled Fluttershy.
Trixie started to cry and then ran off. Twilight came back a bit later.
“Where’s Trixie?” Asked Twilight.
“We told her off!” Said Pinkie right before Applejack put her hoof over her mouth.
“You what!?” Yelled Twilight, “where is she?”
“We umm.. told her to go back to the Everfree Forest, she’s probably getting her things from the library.”
“Why would you do that? We have to find her.”
Twilight broke into a run and reluctantly, the five others did too. When they got to the library, Trixie wasn’t there. Spike said she just came in and left. She left her notebook. Twilight picked it up and saw a note on the first page.
Dear Twilight, I don’t belong in Ponyville or anywhere else. I have gone into the Everfree forest to fight the Ursa Major, If I live, I will be honorable enough to return, if I die, I die fighting. You can have my notebook if you wish to remember me. Your’s truly, Trixie Lulamoon
Twilight looked through the notebook. There were drawings she did when what seemed to be when she was a filly, drawings of her as a wizard or defeating an Ursa Major. The rest looked as if she drew them in the Everfree Forest. There were drawing saying things such as “I hate Twilight Sparkle!” and Why me. She then got to when she found her. The drawings showed Trixie being friends with all of them. Some where she drew herself and Twilight as BFFs. There were also stories such as Trixie and Twilight buying a white tiger and taking their magic act to Las Pegasus. Twilight and the others began to cry.
Trixie woke up, she was ready for the Ursa Major to crush her or chew her whatever it was going to do, but she woke up to see Twilight and Nurse Redheart staring down at her.
“Oh, thank Celestia you’re awake,” said Twilight “you’ve been out for 2 days.”
Trixie sat up and looked around. She saw that she was in a hospital room. There were some stuff on the bedside table. There were some balloons, a cake, a Daring Do, a caramel apple and six get-well cards of get well cards. Trixie saw five other ponies as well as spike in the room with her.
“Yay! You’re awake!” yelled Pinkie, “This calls for a party!”
“But. I thought you guys hated me,” said Trixie.
“Well, we were wrong Sugarcube,” said Applejack, “we never should of said any of that.”
“Maybe this will explain it,” said Twilight.
she summoned Trixie’s notebook with her magic and opened it to a page. The page showed Trixie with the 6 other ponies and a dragon, each pony in their picture was signed by that pony, they had each drawn themselves.
“Guys, I, I just don’t know what to say,” tears were welling in Trixie’s eyes.
“Spike, take a letter,” said Twilight.
Dear Princess Celestia, Today I learned that no matter what type of pony, no matter what his or her reputation is, everypony deserves to be treated with a little love. Your Faithful Student, Twiligth Sparkle.
Spike burned the letter and it went to Celestia.
“Now we can party!” Yelled Pinkie as she wheeled a cannon into the room.
Epilogue: 1 year later
Trixie and Twilight were reorganizing books. Trixie’s magic had improved greatly and she was getting nearly as powerful as Twilight. “I know I’ve said it a lot before,” said Twilight, “but It’s much better to have a second person working the library.”
“Twilight, I never got a chance to ask, what happened to the Ursa after I blacked out?”
“Zecora told us where you were and we found you against the tree. You were having a seizure and you were shooting powerful blasts of magic. You drove the Ursa away.”
“You rescued me even though I won?”
“Trixie, It doesn’t matter if you can pound an Ursa while having a seizure, you still had much to learn.”
Not for the first time and not for the last time, they laughed together.
