Trixie's Road to Friendship.

Chapter 1

The *Great** and Powerful will fall...*

It had been the second time...The second time that Trixie had been out-powered by Celestia's ever so faithful student, Twilight Sparkle. The poor mage wasn't taking the defeat to well and, well really, who could blame her? She had tried, oh how she had tried. Suffering the bitter found hate that came pouring in from every show she put on after Ponyville, working on that insufferable rock farm just to make ends meet, and to top it off were all the insults and glares she got from simply walking about the streets of Manehatten.

The negativity was rubbing off on her and eventually, she couldn't control herself. It started out in little bits. The occasional pony would say something and she would quickly come back with a smart insult which would leave him/her with an open mouth and a rather confused expression. But, over time...it got worse. So worse in fact, that earlier today when Trixie was simply sitting alone at a local restaurant and a waiter approached her just to greet her and ask her for her order, Trixie lashed out on the poor waiter, calling him everything she knew (or at least could spit out) her words hit him like venom and even resulted in him crying all the way back to the kitchen.

Trixie now sat in the little cardboard house that she fixed up pretty well to be honest, it had three rooms and I guess calling it "little" was more of an understatement. The damned thing was nearly twice an average pony's size and took up about half the alley. Now you may be wondering just what the hell was in this box? Well...I don't know? Anyway, back to Trixie.

The third annoyed sigh came from the blue unicorn as she tried her hardest to hold her roof up from the pouring rain that was threating to break through at any moment and ruin everything. "Blasted rain! Can't you withhold yourself until Trixie can at least reinforce this place?" She was shouting at the rain as if it could hear her and was going to obey her wishes just out of sympathy. Of course, that wasn't going to happen. Instead, a loud crack could be heard that could shake the legs of chickens and without a moments notice, it began to rain harder.

A couple minutes and the roof came caving in, along with the rain and the cold. Our now drenched Trixie decided to go for a stroll to calm herself down. It was night so she knew nopony would be out to insult her plus it was raining. After a couple of blocks, she had found herself back at ye olde restaurant she attendant earlier today. Naturally, there was no one around but, there were umbrella's over every table...would they really miss one? No, she thought.

She strolled back to her home, now happy to be shielded by the rain, thanks to her new umbrella. Upon arriving at her soaked and barely standing hovel, she decided to stay in the far corner, propping the umbrella up against the wall and laying under it for maximum protection.

The next day she was rudely awoken with the sudden cold hoof prodding her side. The blurry-eyed and still somewhat damp unicorn looked groggily towards her intruder, "Can Trixie help you?" She barely managed to get out.

"Yes, in fact you can," A stern and strong voice jolted her awake as she noticed the shine from the Royal guards helmet, "Miss. Trixie, you are to see Princess Celestia immediately." She looked up at him with endless wonder as a million thoughts flooded her mind in just why the mare of the sun would wish to speak to her? Was this about the waiter? Before she could even ask why, she was ushered into a carriage that was heading straight for the Royal Castle in Canterlot.

~Meanwhile! In The Golden Oaks library~

"Twilight! Twilight!" A very small and very enthusiastic little dragon ran through the library, a letter from none other than Princess Celestia was grasped in his claws.

"Yes?" The purple unicorns head poked out of her study as she saw her little assistant coming closer, "Oh? Is that a letter?" Her head cocked a bit in question and Spike nodded while trying to catch his breath.

"I-It's...from...Ce-Cele..."

"Celestia! Let me see!" Twilight quickly snatched up the note and began to read it.

My Faithful Student: Twilight Sparkle,

I am sending you a new housemate. I know you will treat her well and that you two will of course get along nicely. After all, you both seek out pure magic. She shall be arriving by tomorrow, I know you will take the utmost care of her and I do wish for you not to mention anything on her past...she has been through some hardships. Maybe you could even show her the ways of friendship? Think of that as extra credit~

Sincerely,

Princess Celestia.

Twilight looked the letter over countless times, hoping she would at least find a name or some indication on who this new housemate would be? Will she be friendly? Can she speak? Is she blind? Is she even a unicorn?! Twilight was going insane with the constant wonder and this in turn was making her mane twinge out of place. Spike noticed the sudden insanity brewing and decided it was time to go see how Rarity was doing.

Spike had just reached the door when he heard that familiar pop and fizzle noise. A sigh escaped him, luckily Twilight hadn't heard. "Where are you going?" She asked curiously as she leaned over him and locked eyes.

"I-I was just going to check up on Rarity." Twilight looked like she had just been slapped,

"Rarity! There's no time!" She shouted and poofed into the main library, "We have work to do!" Her nervous voice called out and to the poor dragons ears it sounded like glass on a chalkboard...That's not right? Like nails on a chalkboard, or claws in his manor.

"But Twilight..." He groaned, "Today's our day off!" He put on his best puppy face and it was just shot down.

"I don't care. We have to make preparations for our new housemate, that means there will be nothing but cleaning and cooking for the next twenty-four hours." She made a sharp nod as if to instruct this as her final sayings. Poor little Spike looked up at her, trying to find a loophole.

"What about when we need to sleep?" He raised an eyebrow, knowing that this would stump her,

"Sleep? We don't need sleep, Spike. I know a spell that will keep us awake!" She hoped a bit in joy and Spike felt a part of him dying.