Lit by a Star

It was a cold, rainy night for downtown Manehattan. It was close to ten when a unicorn made his way out of a small shop. He had keys in his mouth and saddlebags on his back. He levitated a small umbrella to protect him from the falling rain as he locked the door.

He spat out the keys into his saddlebags. “Eww, those keys taste horrible.” He said out loud. He started paying attention to the rain. I should really get home, it’s getting worse...

The unicorn began trotting down the sidewalk.

-

Not minutes later and the rain was now down pouring. Most ponies were in their homes now, warm and comfy. This was not the case for a certain mare. This mare wore the coat of light azure, her mane two shades of a light cornflower blue. Her cutie mark appeared to be a wand with a cape behind it. She wore a cape to cover her and a pointed star-designed hat upon her head.

She sighed. “Ugh, this rain is going to ruin Trixie’s style.” The unicorn whispered. She lied down in the alleyway, giving up all hope to find shelter. Nopony wanted her, she could accept that. She could die in that alleyway from a sickness, nopony would notice.

The mare hid from the rain the best she could. The hat and cape helped a bit, but not enough to keep her dry. She curled up into a small ball. “Trixie should try and sleep...” The mare said closing her eyes. The rain beat against her body.

“Hey, are you alright?” The mare’s eyes opened, thinking she heard a voice. No, it is just Trixie’s mind playing tricks on Trixie. Suddenly the rain creased its attack on her. “Is that a no?” She looked up and saw a colt.

He was a unicorn, about the same size as her. He had a midnight blue coat and a sky blue mane. His mane covered half his face, probably just because of the rain. From what one could see, he had some mareish features and his eyes were a violet color.

“Oh, hello.” He said.

“What do you want?” The mare asked defensively.

“What? I don’t want anything, I was just making sure you were okay.” The colt answered. The mare noticed that he was levitating an umbrella above her, letting himself get drenched.

“Trixie is fine.”

“You don’t look that way.”

“Why do you care?” She asked, slightly being rude.

“Because I do, now what’s your name?” He asked.

“Trixie.”

“Oh, so that is your name, I guess I coulda guessed that.” He paused. “Well Trixie, my name is Moonlit Star. Anypony could see that it is only going to get worse and I really don’t want anypony to suffer in this. So, if you have nowhere else to be, I could let you crash at my place.”

“Trixie doesn’t need your help!” Trixie defended herself once more. However a flash of lightning and a roar of thunder seemed to think otherwise. The colt looked towards the clouds.

“I don’t think I’m the only one who disagrees, but I can’t force you.” He turned to leave.

“Wait.” Trixie looked down at the ground, her pride about to be hurt. “Trixie accepts your generous offer.”

     A midnight coated hoof appeared in front of her. “Can Trixie stand?” Trixie took his hoof as he helped her to her hooves. “I live in a motel not much further from here, so we should hurry before one of us gets sicks.”

Trixie nodded in agreement, and Moonlit led the way. He levitated the umbrella over Trixie the rest of the way to the motel.

-

“Mom! I’m home!” Moonlit shouted as the two made their way inside. Trixie was damp, while Moonlit was now drenched.

“You live with your mom?” Trixie asked.

“Of course not!” Moonlit said. “It was a joke, I couldn’t go live with my mother if I wanted to. She lives too far away, and I can’t exactly leave this place yet.”

“Oh, Trixie thought you were serious.”

The umbrella was closed and levitated into its own little spot. “Well I wasn’t.” A roar of hunger was heard between the two. They stared blankly at each other for a second.

“Trixie sees that you are hungry.” She commented.

“Oh, and you aren’t?” Moonlit asked, laughing slightly. “Come on, let’s go get something from the kitchen.”

“But, Trixie is still wet.”

“I’m soaking, it isn’t that big of a deal.” The two made their way into the kitchen, Moonlit started opening drawers?. “Uh, anything special you like?” He asked.

Trixie glanced around. “Trixie doesn’t see anything that-” She stopped suddenly, her eyes locked onto something. Moonlit followed her gaze, which landed on peanut butter. “Is that peanut butter?” She asked.

“Yes, it is. I haven’t opened it yet.”

“Trixie loves peanut butter.” She said, and Moonlit levitated it out. He smiled.

“Well, if I just gave you this and a spoon would you be alright until the morning.” He asked. He was joking, but Trixie apparently didn’t see it.

“You would give Trixie the whole container of peanut butter?” She asked.

“Umm, yeah, sure. If it is what Trixie wants.” Moonlit answered , levitating the container over to where Trixie was standing.

Trixie took it and unscrewed the cap on it. Using her magic, she peeled the protective paper. Below the paper, was the glorious peanut butter.

“Here.” Moonlit said, hoofing a spoon to Trixie. She took it and began to eat the peanut butter.

“What about you?” Trixie asked. He thought for a few seconds.

“Well, I’m sure I’ll find something.” He answered. “There isn’t much time left for today, so after you finish that we’ll figure out a sleeping arrangement, alright?” Trixie just nodded, because it is difficult to answer with a mouthful of peanut butter.

About ten minutes later, Trixie finished the peanut butter. Moonlit just decided to skip eating anything. The two went into the main living room. It was kinda small, and only had a few things.

“That couch is really not the best to sleep on.” Moonlit commented.

“Trixie doesn’t mind.” Trixie told him.

“Yeah, but I was thinking. Do you want to sleep on the bed tonight? It is more comfortable and you seem like you deserve it more.”

“You would do that for Trixie?” She asked.

“Well you are my guest.”

“Why do you assist Trixie?”

“Why shouldn’t I?” Moonlit answered. “It is because...” He stopped for a second. “That is what friends do, right?”

Trixie was slightly surprised at his answer. “Trixie is your friend?”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t you be?”

“Trixie thought you only felt sorry for Trixie. That is why you are letting Trixie mooch off you.” She told him.

“You’re not mooching. Mooching is by choice, I’m kinda forcing you. But I just don’t feel sorry for you, you are now a friend of mine and friends have each other flanks, right?”

Trixie stayed silent. She felt useless and that she was only going to be taking advantage of Moonlit. Moonlit knew this, but he still smiled and welcomed her inside. Maybe Trixie did have a friend.

“Yes, you are right.” Trixie agreed.

“Alrighty then, now I could take the couch like I said. And you have the bed, is that alright?” Moonlit asked. Trixie gives up trying to argue... She thought to herself.

“Indeed it is.”

“Good, because I wasn’t letting you say no.” Trixie can see this... She continued to think. “It is getting late, are you going to sleep soon?” He asked.

“Well, Trixie does need her beauty sleep.” She commented.

“Then it’s settled. You can take the bed and the room is right over there.” He said, pointing to a door. Trixie opened the door and looked inside. It was a small room, the bed was a single bed that was parallel with the wall.

“Sorry if the room is a bit small. I usually don’t have anypony over.” Moonlit told her.

“Trixie doesn’t need space.” Trixie said entering the room. She sat on the bed. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but it wasn’t exactly comfy. Looking on the bright side, it was a major improvement from the alleys and streets.

“Well, I guess I should let you get some sleep. If you want I can take your... wear and wash it.” Moonlit offered. Trixie removed her hat, revealing more of her mane. The sparkly hat was still damp from the rain, which had not lightened up at all.

“No, it will be fine. Trixie just needs a place to put it for the night.” Trixie informed him. Moonlit walked inside the room, but more specifically the closet. After a bit of rustling, he stepped aside.

“Inside there should be okay, right?” he asked. Trixie glanced towards the closet. There was enough space for her cape and hat. That was probably because most of the things that were hanging before were now on the floor.

Trixie used her magic to remove her cape as well. She levitated the clothing into the empty space.

“I guess that is a yes?” Moonlit asked.

“Indeed, now if you would please. Trixie requires rest.” She said. Moonlit sighed and walked to the door. He turned to Trixie.

“You know, it isn’t exactly nice to demand things.” Especially in your situation... He walked out and closed the door behind him leaving Trixie all by herself.

She lied down in the bed. Trixie isn’t demanding.