The sun has completely set by the time you’re getting back into the town of Ponyville, but you’re honestly glad for that. It seems that as soon as the night comes up, most of these ponies just go indoors and stay inside. There is the odd stallion or mare that you spot briefly, but those too seem to be in a hurry to get home, and as such, pay you little to no attention.

Least you know that you are safe from any pony that wants to harm you when the darkness appears, so that relaxes you a bit. You were honestly nervous when you realized you didn’t have Twilight with you on the return trip, but if you spot no pony on the way back, nothing bad can happen to you.

Finding your way back to the library is actually going smoothly as well, though you do stop when you once again notice constellations form in the sky. The stars themselves are as bright as they can be too, and you can actually see a whole bunch of them. Even though there are lanterns lighting up the darkness around the town, it doesn’t block out the sky at all, so you can see it for all its glory. Back home, there is so much light, that you can barely spot a star in the sky, and when you do, it’s the odd one left or right. You hate to admit it, but when there are no crazy ponies accusing you of having done various crimes, you got to admit that this world is rather peaceful.

But it’s not your world. Peaceful or not, you got stolen from yours, by some crazy magic spell, that might have done even more damage inside your mind. That panic attack wasn’t normal, and it sure as hell wasn’t you! You shouldn’t delay and just get home, and at the very least find out more about this whole magic business.

***

You soon arrive back at the library, as you spot your mobile home, still parked where you left it. There are lights lid up inside the library, so you know Twilight is home. Well, either that or Spike put them on. You do wonder why Twilight left for Sugarcube Corner earlier, but you’ll find out soon enough.

You knock on the door and wait for either Spike or Twilight to open. The door quickly opens, and it’s Twilight herself to greet you.

“Ah, welcome back Trixie. You didn’t have to knock, you know.” She smiles at you as she lets you enter.

“Well, this isn’t my home, so I did the polite thing.”

“So, how did it go?”

Boy, she’s curious, isn’t she?

“Let’s just say it went fine for the most part.”

“That doesn’t sound too reassuring.” The smile on her face drops somewhat, and for some reason you actually feel bad about that.

“It was fine really. Until this huge bear came in and scared me right away.”

“Oh, let me guess, Barry?”

“You met him before?”

“A few times before, yes. He sure likes to hug ponies, doesn’t he? The first time I saw him, I nearly thought Fluttershy was snapping his neck. Turns out she was just giving him a massage.”

Oh, that was that bear? Not like you would realize that. To you, a bear is a bear, and that thing looked scary enough from afar. So, it’s not like you would take a closer look up close to recognize him. Do bears even have significant differences to tell them apart? You couldn’t even make out any difference on the army of bunnies earlier, besides some being white and the others grey, so you’d totally suck to pick out Barry in a pack of bears.

Wait. You’re not supposed to know about these details. Anyone would find it strange if they heard about a pony, or person even, giving a bear a massage, unless they knew about it already. Quickly, you should ask about that!

“She gave him a massage?”

“Yes. Apparently, he has a weak back, so Fluttershy gives him a back massage once in a while. You get used to it after a while if you visit her enough times. And Barry’s nice enough. Just make sure he can’t lick your face. Bear spit isn’t exactly fun to clean off.

Heh, too late about that… You’d also rather stay away from Fluttershy’s cottage, what with the Everfree forest being so close to her house. You rather not have another panic attack like that. Oh, right. You’re supposed to ask her about spells gone haywire.

Before you can though, Twilight beats you by asking more about your time at Fluttershy’s.

“Besides Barry, what happened? Did you make friends with Fluttershy?”

She’s so excited that it almost radiates from her. Like a little girl waiting to open her presents on Christmas. You don’t really know why she wants you to make friends so badly, but it’s almost as if it would make her year if you did.

“We bonded somewhat. She fed her animals, and I helped. I wouldn’t dare say that we became friends, but she wasn’t shy around me anymore, nor was she afraid. So in the end, it was alright.”

You should leave out the part of that panic attack. She seems like the kind of pony that would want to get to the bottom of that, and you rather not have her do that. Still, you should try to find it out yourself. Maybe there are books around here that can explain magic gone wrong?

“That’s a great start Trixie. I’m proud of you.”

Even though it’s not really meant for you, you still can’t help but blush. But you need to focus, ask her about magic books, right now!

“Thanks. But Twilight, do you have any big books about magic? Maybe even about the effects about spells? Or about spells gone wrong?”

Twilight’s response is a long stare at you. Did you just say something stupid?

“Trixie… you’re not going to do magic now, are you? I already explained to you what can happen.”

Oh right. You forgot about that. But you really need to research this. Ugh, who’d have expected that it would be so hard to get a book about magic, in a library owned by the pony that’s very talent is magic?

“Oh no. Trixie wouldn’t do that. I’m just curious, that’s all.”

“Well, there is the illustrated guide to magical mishaps if you’re looking for spells backfiring, but that’s more of a foal’s book. Mostly a warning meant for young fillies and colts who are just learning to use their magic, and on how not to overdo it.”

You suppose that will do, though you take a small offence at knowing it’s meant for their kids. Granted, you got about as much magical knowledge as a unicorn toddler, but if Pumpkin Pound was anything to go by, that’s not saying much for you at all.

Still, would that book be enough? You doubt a magical swapping spell would be in a children’s book, but it’s a start.

“I don’t mind. I’ll take it.”

“Are you sure? It won’t help you regain your magic, you know.”

You nod. Even if it doesn’t give you any details in the least, it might have some basic knowledge about magic. Every little bit helps after all.

“Well, ok. But would it be ok if I looked tomorrow? Spike just organized the entire library, and I’d hate to make a mess of things. Besides, we got to eat, and I got you a little surprise.”

Oh for the love of god! The one time you need her to be messy, is the time she’s going to be clean? It’s like every time you take a step forwards, you take one back at the same time. Also, what’s this about a surprise? Did she get you anything?

Wait, she went to Sugarcube Corner, the shop where hyper pink pony lives. Is Pinkie Pie organizing you a welcome party? You don’t rightfully know how to feel about that, but you got to be honest that it would be a nice gesture.

You’re also quite aware that you’re hungry. You didn’t pay it much attention back at Fluttershy’s, but now you’re feeling your stomach demanding food, badly.

“A surprise, huh? Well, I’m quite hungry now that you mention it.”

You follow Twilight as she leads you to the kitchen, as you try your best not to show that you’re excited. Best to act surprised when the random party stuff happens.

Only… it doesn’t. When you enter the kitchen, all you can see is Spike seated at a table, who looks rather annoyed for some reason. You don’t know why, but you honestly feel a bit sad. It would have been awkward with two of the mane six hating your guts, and probably annoying in the case of Pinkie Pie who most likely would have bugged you none stop, but you can’t deny that you would have wanted a welcome party all the same. Granted, you’re not exactly new to this town, as far as they are concerned anyways, but Pinkie did think of you as someone new. Why are you so upset though? You want nothing more to undo this mess, right? You shouldn’t feel upset about this, but yet you are.

“Finally! I’m starving!” Spike yells, taking you out of your minor self-pity moment.

“Spike! I already told you Trixie was doing something very important this afternoon, and it would be rude to have dinner without her.” Twilight lightly scolds to him.

“I know.” The baby dragon sighs before looking at you “And I’m sorry, but can’t you like… you know, come home earlier. Dragon’s got to eat and everything, you know!”

So they waited to eat till you came back? That does cheer you up slightly. You also notice Spike seems more relaxed around you. Either he finally gets that you’re not here for trouble, or he just figured out that if you’re going to stay around here for now, he might as well accept it. Whatever the reason, it’s one less thing to worry about for you.

“You two waited for me? You didn’t have to do that, you know.”

“Nonsense Trixie! You’re our guest, so naturally we’d wait on you.”

You smile. A genuine smile at that. You might not get that welcome party, but this is nice in its own way. Without knowing it, Twilight has been helping you out in various ways. It’s not much, but it does help you cope with this mess, at least slightly.

You snap out of it when you hear an all too familiar sound. Twilight is levitating a few plates over to the dining table, so you take a seat across Spike. It’s still slightly weird to sit like this, but for some reason it gets easier each time you do it. Maybe that Lyra fanon stuff is true after all? The first time you did it, you nearly felt like you’d break your spinal cord, but now you don’t even feel the slightest pain. Are there random quirks with the body switching spell that affected this body temporarily? You didn’t feel any pain walking on all fours in this body; even though that’s not something you are used to. Perhaps it is because you are getting used to this body? You are getting the hang of grabbing stuff with hooves after all, which isn’t easy to begin with, when you were used to your hands and fingers.

Twilight places the plates in front of you and Spike, before taking a seat herself. Looks like your dinner is a sandwich, filled with random stuff. Taking a closer look shows cucumber slices, and you can make out some tomato and what you expect to be avocado. Ugh, all this vegetables bullshit is going to get old fast. God, you miss meat right now.

Spike wastes no time, and practically shoves the sandwich in his mouth. Boy, he wasn’t kidding when he said he was hungry. You can’t help but feel slightly jealous of him though. He has claws, but those are still something like hands. Glancing over at Twilight, you can see that she is levitating her sandwich to grab a bite like that. But you got neither of the two. Just these annoying stumps that you have to keep as steady as possible, lest you spill stuff all around the place.

“Trixie? You’re not eating. Do you not like it?” Twilight looks at you with concern, and you once again feel bad about making her worry. She has been the perfect host for you, and you’re acting like you take it for granted.

“Oh sorry. I was just thinking.” You respond as you grab the sandwich in your hooves and take a bite. Avocado isn’t exactly your favorite stuff, but once again this worlds fruits taste every bit as delectable as can be.

“Don’t worry Trixie. Your magic will return to you in no time.” Twilight smiles at you and you show her a smile in return. Even though that wasn’t what upset you, you can’t help but relax when you’re with her. You don’t really know if you ever get used to the wings, and her slight growth, but she hasn’t changed in personality in the least. Well, as far as you know anyways, as the only knowledge you got of her is from the show. Speaking off, are you supposed to call her princess now?

“Twilight?” you swallow the last of your sandwich as you start to ask her.

“Yes?” Twilight seems to have done the same.

“Am I supposed to call you princess Twilight now or something?”

She seems slightly surprised at your question, but soon returns to her normal look.

“Oh please don’t. The wings are a nice addition, but I’m not that keen on the whole royal title. It’s bad enough when some ponies from out of town always grovel before my hooves. I’m still me, and I’d like to stay that way. So, just call me Twilight. All my other friends do.”

You’re glad about that honestly. You just don’t feel comfortable calling her princess for some reason. You also noticed the other friends’ part, so that means she considers you a friend already? All these ponies seem to forgive and forget so easily. Well, most of them do at least. You’ll sort that mess when it comes to it, but for now you’re quite happy like this.

“Twilight it is.”

“You’re making a big mistake if you ask me Twilight. If everyone calls you princess, then they’ll call me a prince!” Spike interrupts.

“A prince?” you can’t help but ask him.

“Well, yeah. I’m like a little brother to Twilight, and if everyone calls me a prince, then Rarity will surely want to go out with me!”

Ah, you figured it was something like that. Poor kid, crushes can be so upsetting, and make one act like a fool.

Twilight giggles at the display, but Spike is getting all lost in his own little dream world, as his face turns to a wide smile. No doubt daydreaming of already going on a date with the pony he fancies.

“Is he always like this?” you ask her, acting like you don’t know about his crush on Rarity.

“Pretty much when Rarity is involved.” Twilight responds, genuine amused by Spike’s acting. “Oh, that reminds me. Time for the surprise!”

You had forgotten about that already. You wonder what she has got for you, but the fact she has even gotten you anything fills you with happiness.

You are quickly filled with confusion instead though, when you spot Twilight approaching with a box held in her magic grip. More specifically, a cake box.

“I got you something that will hopefully cheer you up. It’s not much, but it was short notice, so I hope you’ll like it.”

She places the box on the table and opens it with her magic. Sure enough, there is a cake in there. But you quickly notice writing on it that spells Welcome to Ponyville Trixie. It’s a nice gesture, and you honestly appreciate it. It’s not the party like you had expected, but it makes you happy all the same.

“I… I don’t know what to say.” You respond honestly. You sure as hell didn’t expect Twilight to be so nice to you. “But thank you. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem at all. I hope you like strawberry though. It was all the Cakes had left.”

If fruit tastes anything like vegetables here, it will be divine for sure, so you simply nod as Twilight cuts a piece for you, herself and Spike.

Pretty soon you got a nice looking piece of cake in front of you, but you realize that this won’t be as easy to hold with hooves as the rest was. Sandwiches and glasses are pretty solid so there is no real danger of making a mess. Cake on the other hand crumbles, badly even. This will get messy, fast.

“Twilight, can I get my snacks?” Spike suddenly asks.

“Only a few Spike. You know what happens when you eat too many.”

Snacks? He’s getting cake, and he wants more snacks? What the hell is he going to get that cake won’t be enough?

You don’t have to wait long for that answer as he returns with a handful of shiny looking objects. Diamonds and other gemstones you quickly realize. Holy shit, this kid is holding a fortune in his claws, and he’s going to eat them as snacks? You’d kill for a handful of those! Well, maybe not kill, but you sure as hell would love those back on Earth. You’d be rich! No more going to your shitty job. No longer be forced to act like you like your coworkers and boss. Just start over in another city, far away from that shithole you call a hometown.

You stare as Spike goes back to his plate and scopes up some frosting from his slice of cake with some long looking gem before he brings it to his mouth. You’re honestly surprised when he bites a piece off like it’s nothing. You knew from the show that dragons eat gems, but to see it in reality is just weird, especially when said dragon is tinier then you are currently.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” you can’t help but ask.

“Huh? No, they’re really tasty!”

“I take it you’re not used to seeing a dragon eat gems before?” Twilight asks you.

“Well no. Can’t say I have seen a dragon eat gems before.” You respond truthfully.

“Dragons teeth are really sharp, and as such can bite through all kinds of gems. To them, it’s a delicacy, though I don’t let Spike eat too many at once. They tend to spoil his appetite and he can get rather hyper when he eats too much.”

So gems to him are what sugar is to kids back home? This world just throws you from one weird thing to another. Still, isn’t that costly? You know gems are quite common in this place if the show is anything to go by, but none of the mane six seem to be rather rich. Way better off then you, that’s for sure, but it’s not like they own a mansion each. Or gems just aren’t worth a penny, or bit to them. It doesn’t matter in the end anyways. It’s not like you can get back to Earth with a heap of diamonds, if you can’t even get back on your own.

Your stomach makes it know that it didn’t have enough with that one sandwich, so you look back to your piece of cake. Thankfully it wasn’t loud enough for either Spike or Twilight to hear. That would have been embarrassing. But eating this cake might be as well. Looking over at Twilight, you can see how she’s using magic to manipulate a fork and knife. Looking at Spike shows how he’s just using his gems to eat the cake like that. It’s slightly messy, but he’s a kid. Kids are allowed to be messy. You got a fork and knife here, should you just try to use them with your hooves?

That’s exactly what you attempt. Keyword being attempt as it’s mighty hard to do so. Holding something between two hooves was already not that easy, but trying to work both of your hooves when each of them are holding a eating utensil is just not working at all. You drop both the knife and the fork when you lose the grip on them, and the loud clang makes both of the other inhabitants look over at you.

“Trixie, is everything ok?”

Twilight seems worried about you. Again, you might add. What do you do now though? You can’t exactly bullshit your way out of this one easily. Ponies seem to be used to holding stuff with their hooves. Must be something they are learned from very little, just as a child would be to use his hands. It’s going to be suspicious if you can’t, even more so since you can’t use magi… wait, that might be it! It’s going to be a stupid explanation, but it might just work.

With as much as an embarrassed look you can muster, you try your little plan.

“Trixie is used to eating with magic. Ever since she was very young, she always used her magic for everything, so she’s not used to eating or doing stuff with her hooves.”

It’s a silly explanation, but Twilight might just buy it. Trixie is rather obnoxious like that, and seems like the kind of pony that would indeed do something like this.

“Oh…” Twilight looks unsure of what to do for a second, but then looks over at you “Do you want me to help you?”

Help me? How is she going to help me?

That question gets answered when she grabs the fork and knife in her magic, and cuts a piece of for you. You didn’t expect that she would hover it in front of your mouth though. Surely she can’t be serious?

“Twilight, you don’t expect me to eat like a child, do you?”

“Well, you need to eat and if you can’t use your magic, then somepony else can be your temporary helper.”

Doesn’t she get how demeaning this is? Even the real Trixie wouldn’t want to do anything with this. Sure, for all pretenses you are the real Trixie, but you too find this as embarrassing as it can be. You’re a grown man for god’s sake, not a foal.

“But this is embarrassing!”

“It’s only me and Spike here, and we won’t tell.” She replies before turning to Spike “Right Spike?”

“Eh, I don’t really care either way. As long as I can eat some more cake!”

You half expected that the baby dragon would be laughing at you, but even if he isn’t, it still feels wrong to you. But your stomach is once again rumbling, and you pretty much know that it’s a losing battle. You sigh as you take the piece in your mouth, and you hear a giddy sound coming from Twilight, who seems to be happy that you took the bite. It’s incredibly embarrassing, and you hate this, but you can’t deny that this is the better option. The last thing you want to do is for you to have to take a shower and try to take cake crumbling and frosting out of your fur. You doubt that it would be easy to clean that stuff out.

The next few minutes are spend in silence as Twilight keeps feeding you tiny pieces of cake. You are still embarrassed, but it’s mostly your pride that is hurt. That’s another strike to the real Trixie, and you’ll be sure to get her back for all of this. None the less, this cake is really good. Not as good as the vegetables tasted, but still one of the better ones you have eaten. The strawberry’s especially taste really good and you soon find yourself asking Twilight to get you another one. She does just that, and for that moment, you just don’t care how embarrassing this is anymore. You’re like a child, being fed by its mother, but damn if you’re not enjoying the moment.

In the time it took you to eat your slice and Twilight’s to finish hers, in between feeding you, Spike had already taken a second slice, and had stuffed himself full with gems and cake. That guy must have a bottomless pit, with the way he ate. Seems it was too much for him though, as he quickly excused himself before he ran upstairs, most likely to the bathroom.

You find yourself alone with Twilight, who looks over at you.

“Want another piece?”

“No thanks. I can only take so much of being fed like a foal.”

“Sorry, but I thought it was pretty cute.” She giggles as she starts to collect the plates as well as closing the cake box before putting it away.

“Thank you though. Without you, I’d had most likely have made a huge mess.”

“Don’t worry about it Trixie. But you really should use your hooves more, just in case something like this happens again.” She walks over to a sink to rinse the plates off

“Heh, let’s just say I’m not used to them.”

“Why is that anyways? I tend to use my magic for most things as well, but I got thought to use my hooves as well. Didn’t your parents ever tell you that?”

Crap, now what? You don’t know the first thing about Trixie’s family. Does she even have parents anymore? Someone being that obnoxious is mostly trying to hide something.

“Trixie… doesn’t like to talk about her parents.”

You’ll take the easy way out. Stay mysterious, so she’ll drop this. Only, it doesn’t exactly have the desired effect you had hoped.

“Oh Trixie. I’m so sorry. Forgive me if I said anything hurtful.”

Great, you upset her again. She must think she said something bad, and must be feeling guilty. Why can’t you think these things through before opening your mouth and saying the most idiotic stuff?

“Don’t worry. It’s just something I don’t like to talk about.”

That totally ruined the mood, and it soon falls silent as Twilight finishes washing the plates. This is even more awkward then it was at Fluttershy’s. Only, you’re the reason for it this time. You need to do something, anything really to cut this tension.

“Should we do something?” you just decide to ask her bluntly.

“Like what? Twilight responds.

“Anything really. I think I ruined the mood there.”

“Well, there is something I was curious about, but I’m not sure if I should ask.”

She starts fidgeting like a little kid about to ask for something. This should be good.

“Go ahead.”

“I was wondering if I could take a closer look at your cart?”

That’s what she’s so nervous to ask you about? With the way she was fidgeting, you expected it would be something embarrassing, or awkward like that parents thing earlier.

“I don’t see why not, but why are you so interested?”

“Are you kidding me? That’s a Star Swirl the Bearded class A model! Only a few hundreds of them were ever made, and most are gone by now! The enchanted spell on the wood fading is the main reason for that, meaning that it has lost its protective or self-restoration abilities. But yours looks brand new, as if it was newly made! And I know that’s not true because it must have self-restored itself when the Ursa Minor destroyed it. Why, even the old nomad ponies would have paid a fortune to have one of them. I’ve always wanted to see one up close, but never had the change, even when I studied under princess Celestia herself.”

Wait… what? You’re little mobile home is an antique treasure? And did Twilight just say it can self-repair itself? You knew that oversized bear thing destroyed her trailer, but you just thought that it was a new one, and the current one you currently call a house was just made to look like the old one. But if it’s named after Star Swirl the Bearded, just how old does that make this thing? Why would Trixie have such an important item if they are that rare? Was it something she inherited from her ancestors? God, every time you learn something new about her, it brings with it more questions as well.

You honestly don’t know how to reply to that, so you’ll just play along. If anyone knows what’s true or not, it’s going to be the lavender alicorn that studies for a living.

Twilight is visually excited to see your trailer, so you might as well stop torturing her and allow her access. It’s even nice that like this, you can do something in return for her hospitality.

You both walk from the kitchen to the outside of the library, but you can hear a toilet flushing and a groan coming from upstairs as you pass the stairs.

“Is he ok?”

“Yes.” Twilight sighs. “He just doesn’t know when to stop at times. I’m too lenient with these things, but I’d feel bad if I scolded him too much.”

You don’t really know if that’s true. She did say he could only eat a few ‘snacks’, but maybe even that is enough to upset a baby dragon’s stomach when it’s mixed with two slices of cake. He got none to blame but himself, and you know for a fact that a guy tends to go overboard with food, as you did it yourself many times in the past. That does remind you that you do seem to be quite easily fulfilled with only some basic food in this body. Is that just the pony part, or is that the girl part?

Another question you won’t find the answer to, but for now you got other business to take care off.

You and Twilight finally head out, and walk to your trailer. To you, it really doesn’t look anything special from the outside, but Twilight is as excited as a schoolgirl on her first day.

“Oh gosh, I’ve always wanted to see one up close!”

“Didn’t you see the trailer last time?” You’re kind of confused at that.

“Well yes, but I didn’t exactly have the time to check it out, thanks to a certain unicorn.” She smirks at you in reply.

You wordlessly let that one slide. It’s not like it’s meant for you anyways, and Twilight really does seem overly excited about your mobile home. It really doesn’t look anything special to you at all, though you know it’s a lot bigger on the inside, and houses a stage in there as well. Maybe they are famous for that? Though having an enchanting spell that can repair damages caused to the trailer to the point that it can restore itself after being broken apart must be important as well. Not to mention that the spell lasting for ages might be another part for Twilight’s ever growing hype.

Twilight is literally checking every nook and cranny of your little trailer, as if she would find a hidden treasure buried in there somewhere. She’s been almost completely around the mobile home, and hasn’t stopped touching or checking things out. To you, every board and nail looks the same, but to her it must be totally different if her giddy sounds are anything to go by. Still, this is rather boring, and you’re frankly tired from an exhausting day. You should just hurry this up, so you can go to bed. That rather comfortable bed! If there is one thing you’ll miss when you turn back, it’s the softness of that king sized bed in Trixie’s bedroom.

“You know, there is a lot more to see inside.” You tell her, trying to wrap this up.

“Well, I wouldn’t want to impose.” She responds, but you can tell she’s dying to check it out.

“Eh, I don’t mind.”

Not like you got anything to hide in there… besides that naked album of Twilight. Your eyes fling open as you forgot all about that thing. Crap, now what? You just told her she can see the inside, so you can’t go back on that. No wait! That thing is in your bedroom in a cabinet. It’s fine. Just don’t let her see your bedroom, and it will all be fine.

Twilight’s already waiting by the door to enter by the time you start moving. If you knew she’d be so excited, you might have said no to her request. Sure, it’s like the only way you can repair her for her kindness, but there is incriminating stuff against you that’s about her in your bedroom. There is no way you can weasel your way out of that one, should she find out, so you better make sure she doesn’t.

You get to the door, and are about to open it when Twilight intervenes.

“Allow me.”

She uses her magic to open the door, but you’re surprised as hell when a tiny staircase appears to let you enter the place better. What infuriates you though is when you spot another staircase appearing to the front of the trailer. You had the hardest time climbing that thing, and now you find out there was a staircase all along? Fucking magic! You honestly want to rant like some drunken Irish about that, but you better follow Twilight. She’s already gone inside!

You quickly enter to see Twilight staring at everything, most likely checking out Trixie’s furniture. She must be thinking the same thing as you did earlier, that being on how Trixie afforded all this luxury. Unless it came with the Star Swirl the Bearded model, or whatever Twilight called it? You doubt so, since this is all high tech, not something you’d find in some antique thing, but stranger stuff has happened so far. Oh well, you might as well ask her opinion.

“So, what do you think?”

“It’s nice. Really spacious as well. I quite like the hidden section to make even more room.”

What? Hidden sections? This thing has even more hidden sections? You look around but you can’t spot a thing out of place. How the hell can she tell that there are hidden parts? God, you hope none of those contain anything weird. The last thing you need is to have some room pop open with Trixie’s shrine to Twilight or something like that. Goddamn perverted pony is going to get you into so much trouble if that happens.

You look over at Twilight who’s already powering up her horn to make those hidden sections appear. Please don’t have anything bad, please Celestia, Luna or whatever deity watching over you!

You close your eyes to prepare for a clusterfuck of insanity as Twilight unleashed her magic.

“Oh wow Trixie. I didn’t expect you to be a fan of her as well.”

Well, there is no yelling so you slowly open your eyes to see what Twilight is talking about. You notice some bookcases that seem to have appeared from nowhere. Upon closer inspection, it seems they actually came from the ceiling, and are now in plain view of the room. Just what else is this mobile home hiding? Twilight seems to be at one of the bookcases, so you walk towards her. When you arrive though, you sure as hell didn’t expect to find what you just did. At first glance it looks like a comic book series, but when you take a second look you can read the titles of the books. Each one has a different title, but it always starts with the same line, that being Daring Do. So Trixie is a fan of the Daring Do series as well?

“So, which one is your favorite?” Twilight asks you suddenly.

Shit. Now what? You don’t know the first thing about this series. What was that one called again that Rainbow Dash was reading in Read it and Weep?

“The quest for the Sapphire Stone.” You so hope that you remember that correctly.

“What a coincidence, that’s my favorite too!” Twilight exclaimed as she’s staring at you with a huge smile.

She must think you’re as much of a booknerd as her, but maybe Trixie secretly was? What was in the other bookcase anyways? Taking a peek at that one shows various old tomes and such. Wait! Maybe the spellbook that caused this mess is in there somewhere!

You look back at Twilight who seems to be going towards your kitchen, so you quickly head over to the other bookshelf. You do hit something with your hoof though when you come close though. Glancing down, you spot that purple… Oh fuck! You forgot about that thing! You can’t let Twilight see that either or she’ll think of you as a huge pervert!

You take another look at what Twilight is doing, but she seems to be quite busy looking around your kitchen area, so you quickly grab the item in question and try to find a place to hide in. You spot a couch, so you quickly head over to that. You can just put it beneath the cushion section for now, so that it’s out of sight at least.

That’s exactly what you do. Only it’s not working as well as you had hoped. Trying to move the cushions with one hoof is proving to be quite hard. This is heavy, but you don’t want to place that dildo in plain sight. You strain some more and finally you can lift it enough to try to put the dildo in place. You’re about to do it! No strange explanations for all off this!

“Trixie, what are you doing?”

Screw you, whoever is toying around with you like this!

You turn around to see Twilight standing a bit away from you looking at you with confusion. You don’t think she can see the foul item in question, but like this you’re basically standing with your ass in the air, like a girl wanting to be… Oh no, that’s the last thing you wanted to do! Thank god for your tail, that’s proving you modesty and hiding your girly bits right now!

“Y… Yes! Trixie is fine. She’s just … stretching! Yes, this is my stretching couch.”

You don’t even know what you’re saying, but while you’re doing it, you burry the purple dildo under the cushions. Having done that, you turn back to Twilight who’s still eyeing you.

“Stretching couch?” She repeats, as if she wasn’t sure she heard it right.

“Yes. Trixie tends to get bad cramps in her hooves from doing her shows all the time, so she sometimes needs to stretch to get the cramps out.”

You should get a metal for this. Most crap a person can say in an awkward situation. You doubt she’d believe a word, but to your surprise she seems to do as she shrugs and goes right back to looking around.

You have no clue how the hell you have pulled that off, but it seems you somehow avoided that mess. This pony body has brought with it more stress than you ever had in your human one, and you’ve been through a lot of shit already. Trixie owes you for this, badly!

The rest of the tour was uneventful thankfully, as you stayed with Twilight as she explored some more. Well, most of the time. You did take a glance at those tomes you spotted earlier, but they seemed to be about Trixie’s show, and looked to contain various tricks or how to do them, nothing that will help you undo the switch. After you got back to Twilight, she did open another section, where Trixie’s props for her magic show where hidden, but other than that, it seems to be the last hidden section. Either that, or Twilight knew the rest was something personal. You told her the two doors led to the bathroom and bedroom, but she seemed polite enough not to ask to see those. Something you are so thankful for. It means that you got another stressful event spared. You had enough shit for one day. You told Twilight exactly that once you two left the cart, only in the more polite form that you are tired and wanted to go to bed.

“You know Trixie. You can sleep in the library if you want to.”

“Like what, on a couch or something?”

“Oh no, I meant upstairs. With me.”

Wait what? Did you hear that correctly?

“With you? In the same bed?” You can’t help but flap that out.

Twilight seems to go crimson when she realized what she said.

“Oh… I didn’t mean it like that! I got a spare bed, for sleepovers and such.”

Well, you screwed up there. Twilight’s blushing hard, and you can’t help but do the same. When she said with me, the first thing that came to mind were those snapshots of Twilight’s private parts, and you even thought up a brief scenario of rolling around with her in bed. God, you’re like an oversexed teenager right now.

This scene is very awkward though, as neither of you makes a sound. You’re trying hard to compose yourself, and Twilight seems to be going to a similar thing. You need to do something, or this will be like Fluttershy all over again.

“Maybe Trixie should just sleep in her trailer?”

“That’s not necessary… It was just, uh, a mistake?” Twilight seems to have no idea on how to really respond to this. You might have short circuited the poor alicorn.

Neither of you is moving though, so you decide to talk again.”

“Look, this is awkward, so I think it’s for the best that Trixie sleeps in her trailer.”

“Please don’t. I would really like it if you stayed with me. I’d feel bad to make you stay out here when you came all this way to see me.” She’s practically begging you by now.

You sigh. This won’t become any less awkward, but you need sleep. You walk in silence to the library as Twilight follows you. Letting her open the door first, you enter after her and close the door.

She goes upstairs as you follow her again. Thankfully, you walked these stairs before, so you’re not as clumsy on them as the last time. When you reach the upstairs, Twilight halts for a second.

“If you need to use the bathroom, it’s to the left.”

You thank her, but you have no need for that right now. You just want to sleep. It’s as if the moment your body realized that you are about to hit the hay, that it decided to already crash down.

Twilight opens the bedroom, and you spot a bed, with next to it a basket where an already asleep Spike is lightly snoring away. You see Twilight use her magic, and just like your trailer, a hidden compartment opens up. You spot various items, and a spare bed, that looks to be in perfect condition. Twilight drags it out with her magic, and places it across hers.

“It’s not much, but I hope it’s alright.” She speaks softly, as to not wake the baby dragon.

“It’s fine, really. Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome Trixie. And don’t you worry, you’ll get your magic back in no time.” She finishes with a smile. “Goodnight Trixie.”

“Goodnight Twilight.”

You reply as you get into the bed. It’s not as good as the king sized bed back in your mobile home, but it’s still a hell of a lot better then that shitty bed back on Earth. You had quite the eventful day. Arriving at a town that hates your guts. Being nearly chased out by Applejack and Rainbow Dash. Having Pinkie Pie somehow find out that you’re not the actual Trixie, even though she’s not sure about that. That entire mess at Fluttershy’s with Barry, the spooky bear, and finally having an awkward moment with Twilight. It’s been really eventful, but it wasn’t all bad. And hopefully, tomorrow you’ll find out more about this spell, or at the very least, magic itself. It’s not much to go on, but it’s a start.

With those thoughts you fall asleep, thus ending your second day as the azure mare known as Trixie.

Author's Note

You survived day two, though it's been quite the hectic day!
Onwards to day three!