Trixie Lulamoon, she thought she had left all of Ponyville behind her. However, she cannot escape her past. When Twilight tries to jog her memories to remember where she got her injuries, it takes her back much, much farther than she could imagine. Will she be able to handle her past as well as the present?
"You may have defeated an Ursa minor, but you will never have the amazing show-stopping ability of the Great and Powerful Trixie!"
Those were the last words Trixie had said before she vanished in a cloud of smoke. As she ran down the dirt road, tears began to stream down her face. She was embarrassed and ashamed of everything that she had done in Ponyville. Soon, her legs began to tremble and her body began to ache. She had been galloping for a solid hour and thirty minutes, and decided to take a breather. Trixie saw a tree on the top of a hill and felt like it'd be a good place to be alone, even though she was already alone. The grass felt cool on her hooves as she walked up the hill. She was exhausted, but she knew that she'd be resting soon. The tree was about the size of her wagon, the one destroyed by the ursa minor, and she sat against the trunk. She looked up at the moon cried,
"Why? Why can't I do anything right?! Just when I finally made something of myself by myself, YOU TOOK IT AWAY FROM ME!" She began gasping for air as her body was still exhausted from her escape. Trixie's eyelids slowly closed and quickly fell asleep.
Trixie was woken up by someone tapping on her head. She opened her eyes to see three shadows resembling ponies.
"Finally found ya! Ya little bitch!" whispered one of the figures. It seemed to be wearing a hat of some kind.
"Dear, I do not condone such vulgar language, but I believe that it's about bucking time we found her. My mane is getting all frizzy because of all this running around!"
"Oh, I've been waiting too long for this, I can't wait to get started"
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" Trixie demanded.
"Well, if you must know, we're here because we hate you! You made us look like fools in front of the entire town for your own amusement. Not to mention what you did to my beautiful mane!." one of the shadows said. The voice was elegant as of high class. Trixie soon put two and two together and figured that these were some of the ponies from Ponyville.
"That's right, our friend may have shown you up, but that don't mean that the score is settled." Before Trixie could reason with the figures, she felt a hard thump on her face, followed immediately by sleep once again.
Trixie awoke in a haze and her vision was blurred. She figured that she was struck pretty hard and was out for a while. She tried to stand but a sharp pain in her side made it quite difficult. As she made her way down the hill, each step sent a wave of pain throughout her entire body, making her wince every time.
"This really hurts but why? Why does it hurt all over? What happened? Oh Celestia, I really need some help here." Trixie said as she limped down the hill.
She continued stumbling down the road for the next hour. Just when she was about to give out hope, she noticed that she had stumbled into a town. She noticed a large tree that appeared to be turned into a house of some sort. Trixie slowly approached the door and took a deep breath. Fighting through the pain of moving her hoof to knock on the door. The door swung open to show a silhouette of a pony standing in the doorway. However, before Trixie could figure out who she was, she gave into her exhaustion and passed out.
She woke and found herself in a bed that was not her own. The sheets were green and there was an owl staring down at her.
"Who." The owl called.
"My name's Trixie, Trixie Lulamoon, and you are?" She said still disoriented and dazed.
"Who." The owl called again.
"You! I'm talking to you!" Trixie was beginning to get annoyed with the owl.
"Oh, you're finally awake!" called a somewhat familiar voice, "I was so worried that I'd have to take you to the hospital, Trixie." The voice came from below her, "and don't mind Owliscious, he's just being himself."
"How do you... know my name?" Trixe got out of the bed and went downstairs.
"Everypony knows your name around here, Trixie. I mean, how could anyone forget the show you put on for us? You only left Ponyville like, six hours ago."
"Well, I certainly don't know of any show or performance that was put on in... Uh, Ponyville, was it?"
"How could you forget already? Oh my, nopony can possibly be this forgetful." Twilight began to worry and thought that maybe she should have taken Trixie to the hospital.
"Ow! Oh, I have the most dreadful throbbing in my head. Ow!" Trixie winced in pain as she gently tapped her forehead.
"You must have gotten into a bad accident sometime after you left." Twilight said worriedly while frantically thinking of some way to help, "I'll take you to a doctor tomorrow, right now I think you should just stay here and let me help you."
"I... I can't remember anything... it hurts to think." Trixie groaned, obviously in no condition to move.
Twilight's eyes began to sparkle as she realized how she could be useful. Books and her magic were the answer. She began searching through the thousands of books. She used her magic to pull books down and flip through the pages. She threw them on the floor, not caring for their condition.
"Oh, there's gotta be something in there that I can use to help jog your memory. Aha! I fou--" Twilight was stopped by the sound of feet coming down the stairs.
"Twilight?" Spike rubbed his eyes, "What are you doing up so early? You should really go to bed and--" Spike cut himself off when he saw a brilliant azure unicorn sitting on the floor.
"Spike, you remember, Trixie, right?" Twilight gestured her hoof towards the dazed unicorn.
"Why is she here? I don't wanna hear her voice again! Her show-off-y-ness is what made us run her out of town in the first place!" Spike ranted.
"Spike, something's different about her this time. I did kind of show her up, remember?" Twilight reminded Spike of how she subdued the Ursa Minor and saved the town. A feat that Trixe had claimed to have done before but had not.
"I dunno, Twilight," Spike said with a puzzled look on his face.
"Well, just look at her, she's obviously in need of help." Twilight pointed at Trixie, who was clearly in a lot of pain. "Trixie," Twilight walked over and stared into her purple eyes, "I'm going to cast a spell that will bring back your memories, but you have keep your mind as clear as possible. If your thoughts wander, the spell wont work, got it?"
"Yea." Trixie nodded. She cleared her mind of all her troubles and thought only about the spell that would help her.
"Alright, here I go." Twilight's horn began to glow and there was a loud ringing noise that filled the room.
The ringing stopped and Trixie opened her eyes to see herself surrounded by ponies. However, something was off. All the ponies seemed to have gotten bigger, no, Trixie had gotten smaller.
"Where am I?" She looked through the gaps in the crowd of ponies to and saw a fairly large stage and on it was a pale blue unicorn wearing an elegant black cape. Rearing back and balancing on his back hooves, he shouted.
"Come one! Come all! Behold the amazing talents of Constello Lulamoon!" His sentence was immediately followed by a display of fireworks. The entire crowd, including Trixie, began cheering.
"Good evening everypony, I am Constello," he flashed a smile and winked at the crowd causing many of the mares to swoon, "I am a traveling magician. I have traveled from Manehattan to Las Pegasus and to every city in between, showing them wonders that would amaze even Starswirl The Bearded!" The entire crowd was in awe with his words.
Constello levitated a large diamond and held it up for all the crowd to see. With his magic, he shaped the jewel into a the shape of a small unicorn, all in about five seconds. Everypony was amazed that he was able to create something so beautiful in only a few seconds. He put the statuette down and pulled a seed from his pocket.
"Everypony, this is an apple tree seed! I am going to plant it and make it grow right before your very eyes!" Constello exclaimed as he placed the seed in a small pot he grabbed from back stage. With his magic, the seed quickly sprouted and became a seedling. It became bigger and bigger with each passing second and soon was a full grown apple tree, it even had fruit! Constello grabbed an apple off the tree with his magic and took a bite. Everypony cheered. He then made the tree dissapear entirely as if it was never there. The audience cheered even louder.
"Now for my next trick," Constello said, still chewing on the apple, "I need a volunteer!"
Trixie raised her hoof as high as she could, but it was no use. She was smaller than everypony in the crowd.
"Ugh... what's the use? There's no way he'll see me." Trixie sighed disappointingly.
"Young filly!" Constello called, "You, the blue unicorn in the back!" His eyes met with Trixie's
"M-m-m-me?" Trixie stuttered.
"Yes you! I would like to invite you to my stage."
"O-o-okay" Trixie said, trying to contain her excitement.
She navigated her way through the sea of ponies and made it to the stage. The moment her hoof touched the wooden floor, Trixie felt something strange. It felt like she was very light and almost as if there was a bright light shining down on her.
"Now, tell me, little one, what's your name?" Constello asked.
"M-m-m-my n-n-name?" Trixie stuttered nervously.
"Yes dear. Oh and don't worry, I don't bite." Constello smiled gently.
"Trixie. My name is Trixe."
"What a pretty name. Now onto the magic." Constello reached into his pocket and pulled out a single bit, "You see this coin? Everypony, I assure you that this is a real bit! Nothing special about it, just a normal coin. Trixie, feel this and tell the crowd that it's real." Constello handed the coin to Trixie. She felt the coin with her hoof to test the weight. As far as she was concerned, the coin was legitimate and nothing was out of the ordinary.
"It feels real to me." Trixie said to the audience.
"Alright, now Trixie, take that coin and put it in the this bag." Constello handed her a small brown bag. She put the coin in the bag and held it tight, "Now, you all saw the coin go into the bag right? Now you all know that you can't just make object appear out of thin air, otherwise money would be in everyone's pockets right now." Everypony began chuckling, "I am going to make that specific bit appear in front of me." Constello's horn began to glow and he focused his power on the bag in Trixe's hooves. There was a flash and a single coin was laying on the stage.
"Huh?" Trixie opened the bag to find that it was now empty, "What?! I don't even..." Trixie was dumbstruck by the magic. Everypony was silent for a few moments trying to comprehend how he just teleported an item without seeing it. Once everypony gave up on trying to figure it out, they all began to applaud and cheer.
"Thank you! Thank you! You've been a wonderful audience! Good night everypony!" Constello bowed and headed behind the curtain. Trixie saw that everypony was leaving and decided not to leave the stage, but to follow him behind the curtain. She approached the large red curtain and moment she touched it, a blinding light flashed and she was returned to the library.
"So, do you remember anything?" Twilight asked, wondering if her spell worked.
"Where is he?!" Trixie demanded, "Where's Constello!"
"Constello? Who are you talking about? There's nopony by the name of Constello here."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Your spell may have taken me back farther than you had hoped."
"What are you talking about? What do you mean?" Twilight became concerned that her spell may have caused some damage.
"Your spell... it sent me back much farther than a few hours ago. Try a decade or so." Trixie replied.
"Oh my! I am so sorry! I didn't mean--." Twilight began to apologize.
"It's quite alright," Trixie interrupted, "It was like I was reliving a good dream, thank you."
"You're welcome," Twilight smiled, "Oh and who's Constello? I can't say that I've ever heard of that pony before."
"Constello? Oh, he was my father." Trixie explained.
"Father?" Twililght said.
"Oh, well, actually, he was my mentor. Although he was pretty much a father to me."
"Who was he?" Twilight asked.
Trixie explained everything she had just experienced in her flash back. She told Twilight of how she met Constello as a filly and looked up to him as a father. She described Constello's many magic tricks and his greatness in great detail.
"Wow, that's amazing! So that's why you wanted to become a magician?"
"I'd like to tell you more, but I can't seem to remember anything else..." Trixie felt defeated and embarrassed that she didn't have anything else to say.
"Don't worry, if you can't remember it now, just give it some time. After all, it may come to you later," Twilight looked outside and noticed it was dark once again, "oh my, it's night again. I'd hate to send you away, I assume you don't have anywhere to go do you?"
"No." Trixie shook her head.
"Well you can stay here for as long as you need, I could always use some company here."
"Hey! Twilight, don't forget about me!" Spike blurted in fear of being replaced.
"Oh Spike, how could anyone replace you?"
"We've been through this before. Remember Owliscious?" Spike remarked. They both laughed.
"You two," Trixie said shyly, "you're just like family."
"Are you kidding? I've known Twilight since I was born, she is my only family!" Spike hugged Twilight.
"Is there something bothering you, Trixie?" Twilight asked.
"N-nothing... I guess it's time to go to bed."
"Well, anyway, good night, Trixie. Good night, Spike." Twilight blew out the candles and walked up the stairs to her bed.
"Ummm, Twilight? Where shall I sleep?"
"Oh, you can use this one," Twilight used her magic to slide a bed from the far side of her room, "I keep this one just in case of any slumber parties." Twilight giggled.
"Thank you again, Twilight." Trixie climbed into the bed and quickly fell asleep from exhaustion.
Right as she closed her eyes, her vision changed from the blackness of sleep, to blinding white once again. She was back on the stage and there was a bright red cloth in front of her. She pulled it to the side and saw Constello standing in front of a mirror and putting his cape on a hanger. She couldn't stop staring in awe at her new idol.
"You can come in. I always like to meet my fans." Constello beckoned.
"How did you notice me?" Trixie asked.
"The mirror of course." Trixie had been too buys focusing on the magician to notice the mirror that was in her line of sight.
"I'm sorry! It's just that.. YOU'RE SO AWESOME!" Trixie couldn't contain her excitement.
"Hah! I'm glad to hear that. Did you enjoy the trick you helped me with?"
"Yea! How did you do that anyway? I thought that objects had to be in sight to be teleported."
"That is definitely the case for the average unicorn, but I have trained. I have strengthened my magic to be able to teleport objects that I can see in my mind."
"Wow! That's so cool! You're so great, I want to be just like you!"
"Well, I could always use an assistant. But I'm sorry, you must have parents that need you more than I."
"I... I... I don't have any parents," Trixie began to cry, "they died a few years ago."
"Oh my, I'm so sorry to have brought up such terrible memories." Constello handed her a tissue. She quickly took it and wiped her eyes. Constello walked up to Trixie and embraced her as she continued to cry for several minutes. Contello continued to comfort her until she finally calmed down.
"I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry... hic!" She choked.
"No, I'm sorry. I should have been more considerate. How would you like to join me in my travels as not just my assistant, but my student?" This offer was bitter sweet to Trixie as she still felt sorrow for the loss of her parents, but she was happy to be with Constello.
"D-do...hic ...you r-r-r-really m-mean that?"
"Of course I do. You have nowhere to go so why not come with me?"
"How can I ever thank you, sir?" Trixie asked.
"You can wipe away those tears, Trixie," Constello smiled gently, "you must be exhausted. We've got a long day ahead of us. I think it'd be best if we both get some rest, shall we?"
"Okay."
"You can sleep here." Constello patted his bed indicating where she should sleep.
"But this is your bed." Trixie said.
"It's quite alright, I can sleep here." Constello grabbed a pillow and put it on the ground next to the bed and pulled his cape off the hanger and placed it over him like a blanket.
"T-thank you." Trixie said.
"Alright, that's enough talking, lets go to sleep. Good night, Trixie."
Trixie closed her eyes and fell asleep, happy to be with Constello. The second her eyes closed, the white light once again replaced the darkness.
Trixie opened her eyes, it appeared to be morning. She turned her head to see a basket with a small dragon sleeping in it, and an empty bed across from her. Twilight had already woken up and was downstairs talking with some pony. Trixie, still half asleep, didn't feel like getting out of bed just yet and decided to listen in on what was going on downstairs.
"She's HERE? I thought she'd be gone for good! So not cool!" The voice sounded
"Rainbow Dash! Yes, she did treat us badly earlier, but that's no reason to be cruel. She has nowhere to go. Her cart was destroyed, remember?" Twilight scolded.
"Oh come on! Don't tell me that ya think she doesn't deserve it!"
Trixie, wanting to know who was at the door, got out of bed and walked downstairs.
"Good morning everypony." Trixie greeted.
"It's the afternoon, Trixie." Twilight giggled.
"Uhh... I'm..." Trixie blushed, "Sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry about." Twilight comforted the embarassed pony. Trixie looked to the door to see a cyan pegasus with a beautiful rainbow mane. She couldn't take her eyes of of the amazing sight. There was something about that pony that gave Trixie an uneasy feeling. It felt like she had met her before but wasn't quite sure about it.
"Uhh... hi, Trixie..." The rainbow pony said.
"Trixie, you remember Rainbow Dash, right?" Twilight pointed her hoof to the pony at the door.
"No, sorry. I still can't remember anything. So, hello, Rainbow Dash, I hope we become good friends." Trixie smiled.
"Wait, you don't remember anything?" Rainbow Dash asked.
"Well, Twilight said I was here yesterday and then ran away for some reason. That's about all I can remember." Trixie explained.
"Oh, that's too bad. Catch ya later Twilight, I gotta go clear some of the clouds. Later Trixie!" Rainbow Dash took off and was out of sight in a second.
"Well, that was interesting. Anyway, good morning Trixie. Sleep well?" Twilight asked, pushing the thought of Rainbow Dash out of her mind.
"Yes I did. Thank you for letting me stay the night."
"You don't have to thank me. I'm just glad to help. This might make a good letter to the princess."
"Letter to the princess?"
"Yes. Every week, I write a letter to the princess about what I've learned about friendship. You might be my source of friendship this week." Twilight explained.
"Well, I hope that I can be helpful." Trixie replied.
"I'm sure that you will be of great help. You hungry? Spike, can you make us something to eat?" She called to the sleeping dragon.
"I don' wanna!" Spike groaned.
"Spike..." Twilight became more irritated, "Out! NOW!"
"Alright, alright! Geez, Twilight, good morning to you too." Spike hopped out of his basket and stormed down the stairs.
"I'm sorry Spike, but it's not just for me." Twilight pointed to Trixie, "What are you in the mood for, Trixie?"
"Oh, I don't want to be any more of a burden to you."
"A burden? Oh please, you're far from a burden. Besides, I'm not the one making the food."
"I'm still here you know. " Spike remarked. Twilight and Trixie both laughed at Spikes expense.
"Alright, in that case, I'll have a dandelion sandwich, if that's not too much to ask." Trixie shyly requested.
"What about you, Twilight?"
"I'll have a dandelion sandwich as well, thank you, Spike."
"Gotcha. Two dandelion sandwiches comin' right up!" Spike winked and walked away to the kitchen.
Trixie looked around the room. It was completely organized and every book was perfectly lined up on the shelves. It was nothing at all like Constello’s living space. His was mostly organized chaos. It was messy, but you could find everything because it was always placed in a certain spot.
“So, Trixie, you sleep well?” Twilight asked, breaking the silence.
“Huh? Oh yes I did. I actua-” Trixie was interrupted by a low rumbling sound that came from her stomach. She blushed.
“Teehee, you must be pretty hungry. Don’t worry, Spike will be here shortly.” Twilight looked to the kitchen to see Spike putting the second half of bread on the sandwiches.
“Alright, they’re done!” Spike called. He walked out of the kitchen with two plates, one in each claw and a dandelion sandwich on each.
“Thank you, Spike, sorry if I was a little pushy earlier.” Twilight said.
“It’s alright, Twilight, I get what’s going on.” Spike looked at Trixie and then back to Twilight.
“Anyway, lets eat.” Twilight levitated the sandwich and began eating. Trixie, however, just stared at the sandwich, completely lost in thought. In her mind, she was sitting at a table, only there was no dragon, and the unicorn was not Twilight Sparkle.
Trixie's world began to spin. The library dissapeared and morphed into a completely different environment. There were many other tables, all of which were empty, and it seemed to be like a restaurant. The table Trixie was at was the only one that had it's overhead light turned on. The restaurant had not opened yet and Constello made an arrangement with the owner to let them eat before business hours in order to avoid getting swarmed by ponies.
"Trixie, what's the matter? You don't like it?"
"Well, it's not that I don't like it... it's just... what is it?"
"It's a dandelion sandwich," Constello answered, "most ponies think that I would prefer to eat meals meant for a more sophisticated pallette. However, I do prefer a simple meal over a complicated one, saves money that way."
"Saving money? Aren't you rich? I mean everypony loves the things you do! Surely you get lots of money from your performances." Trixie
"Well, I'm not impoverished and I do have money, however, it's only enough to live a simple life." Constello admitted, "Now, about that sandwich. You should eat. A young filly such as yourself needs proper nutrition."
"Okay." Trixie said as she took a bite of the sandwich. She chewed on it for a few seconds and then swallowed.
"Well, what do you think?" Constello asked in anticipation.
"It's good. It's been a long time since I've had real food to eat." Trixie's words hit Constello hard.
"What?! You're telling me that you haven't eaten something as simple as a sandwich? What have you been eating?"
"Well, I would normally dig through the trash to find whatever wasn't rotten. I was lucky whenever there would be some sort of event in town because there'd be more food there."
"My goodness, Trixie! That's terrible! You need more than just that sandwich! Waiter!" Constello called. An orange pony wearing glasses entered the light and asked,
"What can I do for you sir?"
"I need the most nutritious and hartiest meal you can make."
"Of course sir, right away." The orange pony walked off into the kitchen to prepare the meal. He walked back out fifteen minutes later carrying a plate with a mountain of vegitables, flowers, and fruits.
"Oh my, how are you going to eat all that?" Trixie asked.
"Oho, it's not for me, Trixie," Constello chuckled, "it's for you." Trixie's eyes began to widen at the thought of such generosity, not to mention the mountain of food that was placed in front of her.
"Can I get you two anything else?" The orange pony asked.
"Two wheat shakes please." Constello said.
"Two wheat shakes, got it." The pony nodded and walked back to the kitchen.
"Well, Trixie, what are you waiting for? Eat up."
"I... I..." Trixie's eyes began to water, "Thank you!" She hadn't eaten anything good in months, she didn't care about manners and began shoveling food into her mouth. The waiter returned with the wheat shakes and placed each in front of the ponies. Trixie quickly gulped down the beverage, washing down whatever was in her mouth. The waiter cleaned his glasses and put them back on, making sure that he wasn't seeing things. Constello just smiled and levitated a small bag of bits in front of the flabbergasted pony.
"Here, thank you for taking the time to serve us. This should be enough to make up for the time you spent." The pony opened the bag to see it filled with bits.
"Wow! Thank you sir!" The pony gave a smile that stretched from ear to ear. He looked up from the bag to see that the mountain of food, he had just made no more than seven minutes ago, become a few lettuce leaves.
"Trixie, how was it?" Constello asked.
"It... was... wonderfull. THANK YOU SO MUCH!"
"You are quite welcome. Now, shall we go?"
"Alright." Trixie rolled out of the chair.
"Trixie, through the kitchen." Constello said.
"Why are we going through the kitchen?" Trixie
"Well, it's almost time for the store to open, and I don't think that we want to be swarmed by fans. You must be tired after all that food, you should get some rest." Constello explained. Trixie looked out the window to see ponies lining up outside, waiting for the store to open. She nodded and they began walking through the kitchen and to the back door. Constello opened it and allowed Trixie to go first. It was an alley. It was dark and the only light that could really be seen was at the exit to the main street. They walked around the crowd unnoticed, a couple of close calls, but were not pursued. The two soon arrived at Constello's wagon. He turned to her and said,
"Trixie, we're here." Constello said softly.
"Alright." Trixie was half asleep. Her body was still digesting all the food she ate. She slowly made her way to Constello's bed, which was now hers, and sprawled herself on the bed.
"Oh, Trixie, before you fall asleep, there's something I must ask you."
"Mhm?" Trixie said lazily.
"You said that you don't have any family to go to, correct? Well, I was wondering, how would you like to become not just my assistant, but my daughter?"
"What?!" Trixie perked up, "are you sure? I'd hate to be a burden to you."
"Nonsense, I've never had a family of my own and it's just wrong for someone your age to grow up without someone to care for." Constello smiled softly and put a hoof on her shoulder, "how does, Trixie Lulamoon, sound to you?"
"It sounds," Trixie paused, "nice... thank you." Her eyes began welling tears of joy.
"Trixie." Constello asked.
"Yes?"
"We're here."
"Where are we?"
"Why, we're at Ponyville hospital of course." Constello said, bumping Trixie's shoulder. Trixie perked up.
"Huh?!" Trixie became dumbstruck as the world around her became white.
"Trixie? Trixie!" Twilight nudged Trixie.
"What? Where are we?"
"We're at the Ponyville hospital. You gave me quite the scare earlier. You ate your sandwich and then passed out." Twilight explained. Trixie looked to see a green room. There was a bench on the right side with several blue cushions on it and the front desk was off to the left.
"I'm sorry about that, I guess I just remembered something else." Trixie said.
"You did? If it's not too much to ask, would you mind telling me about it on the way back home?"
"Home?" Trixie became puzzled. As far as she was concerned, she didn't have a home currently.
"Oh, well, uh, I mean my home, but you're welcome to call it yours if you'd like." Twilight blushed.
The doctor gave Trixie a clean bill of health and sent her on her way. Seeing that she only had a minor concussion, he suggested that she should head home, drink water, and get plenty of rest. On that note, she joined Twilight in the waiting room and left the hospital.
"Now, you said that you had another flashback? If it's not any trouble, would you mind filling me in while we walk?" Twilight asked.
"Sure, I don't think there'd be a problem." Trixie and Twilight began walking to Ponyville where they'd meet up with Twilight's friends. On the way, Trixie gave told her most recent flashback. The conversation lasted all the way from the hospital to town.
"Wow, that's incredible. So that's where your last name comes from then?"
"Yes, I am very proud to have it as my own." Said Trixie.
"To think that this was brought about by my spell and triggered by a sandwich. I do apologize for that. I intended the spell to only last for the moment we needed it. I'll try to see what I can find out about any after effects."
"Although, ever since I've been having these flashbacks, I've been feeling uneasy. I'm not sure what, but I can't help but feel like there's something that I'd rather not remember."
"That's unfortunate. I get that feeling every now and then, and in the end it's normally nothing." Twilight assured.
"You're probably right, if I spend my whole time worrying, I wont have time to spend on other things."
"Say, I know what will take your mind off of things."
"What do you have in mind?" Trixie asked.
"I'm going to show you my friends." Suggested Twilight.
"Your friends?"
"Yes, I assume that you still aren't exactly on good terms with them, after what you had done to them earlier, but I'm sure that you'll all become the best of friends."
"That'd be nice." Trixie had already met Rainbow Dash earlier. She figured becoming friends with Twilight's friends would be a good way to start her new life in Ponyville. Before she could continue her conversation with Twilight, three ponies, an earth pony, a unicorn, and a pegasus, approached them.
"Howdy, Twilight." The earth pony tipped her hat.
"Hello, Applejack, you remember Trixie, right?" Twilight pointed her hoof to the blue unicorn beside her.
"Ah reckon ah do, Twilight. Hey there Trixie, how y'all doin'?"
"Oh, umm... I'm doing fine, thank you." Trixie said shyly.
"Trixie, this is Applejack."
"Howdy."
"This is Rarity."
"Charmed."
"You've already met Rainbow Dash."
"Sup, Trixie?"
"Not much." Rarity said, Flipping her mane.
"So, where ya gonna be stayin'? Since yer cart was destroyed and all."
"Well, I've been staying at Twilight's house since yesterday. I'm hoping to remain in Ponyville at some point in time, it's very nice here."
"Is that so, dear?" Rarity said
"We could always use a helpin' hoof around the farm here an' there."
"Oh, I am so going to make you a special dress, I've made one for each of us so far, if you're going to be our friend, you'll have to let me make you a dress." Rarity said, examining Trixie, trying to guess her measurements"
"Oh, t-thanks..." Trixie shuffled, trying to hide herself from Rarity's wandering eyes.
"Well, ah gotta get back ta work, those apples won' pick 'emselves, y'know?"
"Alright, well goodbye, Applejack, see you tonight?" Twilight waved.
"You bet. See y'all later!" Applejack said as she walked off.
"Say, how are you feeling, dear?
"Yea, didn't you hurt yourself?" Said Rainbow Dash.
"Oh, that? Well, I don't remember how I got hurt. I guess it doesn't really matter since I'm okay now, right?"
"Oh my goodness! You mean to tell me that you don't have any memory of how you received your injury?" Rarity exclaimed.
"Yea, I'm just glad that all I received was a bump on the head."
"Well, Rainbow Dash, shall we get going? I need a pegasus to use as a model for my latest creation."
"No thank you! I am sooo not dressing up." Rainbow Dash rejected.
"Come on Rainbow Dash, I need to speak with you anyway, so lets go."
"Oh! Gotcha." Rainbow Dash's defiant attitude seemingly disappeared. The two walked away towards Carousel Boutique.
"Hmmm, I can't seem to see Pinkie Pie or Fluttershy, oh well, you'll definitely meet them later. You want to go back now?" Twilight suggested. Trixie nodded and they both began walking towards the library. Once they arrived, they were greeted by Spike, who anxiously waited for their return.
"Twilight, what took you so long?" Spike asked.
"Sorry, Spike, I was just reintroducing Trixie to Rarity and Applejack."
"They seem like very nice ponies." Trixie said.
"They are. Now, onto you. Spike, help me find my copy of, Magically Induced Ailments and Side Effects, please."
"Huh? What do you need that book for?"
"Well, the spell I cast on Trixie should have worn off when her memory returned, but now her memories continue to return, and they're not even the ones we needed in the first place."
"I'll get right on it!" Spike exclaimed as he scurried up a tower of books he made to reach the higher shelves. Trixie only watched as the duo threw books left and right for hours. They were just about to give up and go see if Zecora had a copy until Spike found an old book that looked worse for wear. It had probably seen better days.
"Aha! This is it!" Twilight tried to hide her excitement, "With this book we should be able to at least figure out what went wrong with my spell and possibly fix it."
"I'm sorry, Twilight, but could we perhaps do this tomorrow? It's getting late and I'm awfully tired." Trixie yawned.
"I understand, you've been having it rough for the past couple days. Goodnight, Trixie, I'll continue reading and we can get to work tomorrow when you wake up, okay?"
"Sounds good to me, thank you." Trixie headed up to her bed climbed in. When she closed her eyes, the darkness began to fade. Only this time, instead of the white light she was normally welcomed with, the light was deep crimson, like blood."
Trixie could hear a voice echoing in her head. It called to her,
"Trixie... TRIXIE! You have to wake up, dear!"
Trixie opened her eyes to see Constello standing over her. Still half asleep, she lazily asked,
"Dad? What's going on?"
"The ponies of this town are in grave danger, and so are you." Constello's tone was more panicked than usual.
"What's going on?!" Trixie realized that whatever was going on was serious.
"There's an enraged Ursa Major nearby. It's not safe here. I need you to head down the street to a store called, Pastries and Plenty, I have told the store owner to let you in and keep you safe in their kitchen.
"Are you coming with me?" Trixie asked.
"No, I have to take care of this. I've been told that Princess Celestia is on her way to take care of it, but I don't think that there'd be enough time. The Ursa Major is too close."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to stop the Ursa Major."
"No! Dad, you don't have to be a hero! You may be the best, but you don't have to prove it to everypony at every chance you get!"
"Trixie, don't argue with me! This is not the time!" Constello's tone went from panic to strict. Trixie was taken aback for this was the first time Constello has ever raised his voice with her.
"I... I..." Trixie was at a loss of words.
"I'm sorry, but this isn't for me. It's for everyone in this town, especially you. A rampaging Ursa Major, if unchecked, will destroy everything until it's rage subsides. This town is too small to let that happen. If I lost you because I just waited around hoping someone will do the job, I'd never forgive myself. Please, go to the store where you'll be safe."
"W-w-will you promise to be safe?" Trixie reached out and hugged her father tightly.
"I promise. Now go!" Trixie quickly climbed out of the bed and galloped down the street looking for a sign that said, Pastries and Plenty. She looked back to see her father walk off in the other direction. It wasn't long before she found the store. She knocked on the door and an elderly mare answered.
"Hello? My father told me to-"
"Oh, you must be Constello's daughter," the elderly pony interrupted, "come in, quickly now." Trixie quickly darted into the building and the door quickly shut behind her.
"Thank you."
"Oh, you're quite welcome, dearie. Say, I don't believe I got your name."
"My name is Trixie, Trixie Lulamoon."
"Trixie? What a pretty name. Now lets go to the kitchen, we'll be much safer there."
"Okay." Trixie nodded. The two headed for the kitchen towards the back of the room. Upon entering, Trixie noticed some other ponies have also sought shelter too. There was a couple, probably married, and a filly, most likely their daughter, she couldn't have been more than eight years old.
"Honey, I-I'm scared."
"Daddy? We're safe in here right?"
"Don't worry, it's going to be all right, we're safe in here." Right as he finished his sentence, a loud roar was heard in the distance. The whole earth shook beneath them. Trixie closed her eyes very tightly, waiting for it to end. She was so scared, everything in the room seemed to disappear. It felt like she was the only one there. She had lost track of time, of course, probably everypony had. They all sat quietly in fear and constantly asked the same question. Will Constello be able to defeat the Ursa Major? After about what seemed like an eternity, a stallion decided to look outside to see if it was safe.
"Thank Celestia! He's back! He did it!" Upon hearing those words Trixie rushed out the door to see Constello standing in the middle of the street, no more than one hundred feet away. She galloped to her father as fast as her legs could carry her. As she got closer, her expression changed from that of pure happiness, to pure horror.
"Everypony! I, Constello Lulamoon, have quelled the rage of the Ursa Major! It is safe now!" With that said, he collapsed, hitting the ground with a sickening thud. Trixie rushed to her father to notice a trail of blood coming from the forest and ending at the unicorn that lay on the street. She reached out to touch his cloak, it was wet and smelled of iron.
"Father! Wh-wh-what happened?! You said you defeated the Ursa Major!" She said, looking at her bloody hoof.
"I... I... did..." Constello began breathing very heavily, "although, it did get a lucky hit, and it hit me good."
"A-a-are you going to be all right?" Tears began to well in Trixie's eyes.
"No... I'm afraid I wont." Constello shook his head. Trixie began bawling.
"Y-y-you p-promised me that you'd b-be o-o-okay!" Trixie choked.
"I... did... but I'm sorry... I guess that's one promise I cannot keep." Constello coughed and spat out blood, staining his sky blue coat sanguine.
"No... no no no no no! You can't die! You can't!"
"Trixie, I need you to be strong, for me. I want you to be the best. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. I understand that you haven't had much in life until we met, so I want you to promise me that you will never give up. I need you to be strong and keep your head up, don't let anyone put you down."
"I will..." Trixie said, desperately trying to hold back her tears. There must have been hundreds of ponies surrounding them in the streets, but Trixie's world had shrunk and everyone except for Constello had faded from her mind.
"Trixie... in my cloak pocket... there's something... I want you to have... to... remember me by." Constello closed his eyes and he began breathing very softly. Trixie reached into his pocket and found a small diamond statuette in the shape of a unicorn. It was the same one that he had made when they first met five years ago.
"Father? Father!? Please... come on, you can't fall asleep at a time like this!" Trixie nudged his lifeless body, realizing that her worst fear had come to be, she buried her face into him and cried even harder. Her crying drained the energy from the unicorn and she slowly began losing consciousness. Her vision started turning grey.
