Trixalis's Tricks

Aside from that one phone call, Twilight didn't have a good day. There was one stallion who dialed the wrong number, and there was a filly who somehow dialed the number. She kept reminding herself that the 6 P.M. appointment would be worth it. She was curious, too, so after work, she galloped back home.

Eagerly, her door was flung open, but there was nobody inside. After checking the time, and seeing it was 6:25 P.M. she felt a pang of disappointment. Twilight was on the edge of her seat all day, wondering who this mysterious suitor was.

Feeling that she may as well keep herself busy until her unknown guest showed up, Twilight tided up the library. Once that was complete, she selected a book at random off of the shelf, and began reading.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Rushing posthaste to answer, she tripped and bashed her face on a table.

"Ouch," mumbled Twilight, as she rubbed her cheek.

Opening the door, she found Fluttershy waiting there.

"Fluttershy? It's you?" Said an astonished Twilight.

"Um. Of course it's me. I'm the only Fluttershy. I think. I told you yesterday I was coming, remember?"

"Oh, right!"

Handing the library book back to Twilight, that she borrowed, her friend became worried.

"Twilight? Are you okay? You seem really jumpy."

"I'm fine. I was just expecting somepony. I'll, uh, talk to you tomorrow, alright?"

Twilight pushed Fluttershy out of her home and closed the door.

She shot a second glance at the clock.

6:58 P.M.

Sighing, she put the book that her friend had just returned back into it's genre. Why was she so worried?

There was a second knock and Twilight opened the door.