Empty
Written by Dragon Genesis
Cold. Empty. Lonely. Trixie had long since forgotten these feelings over six years ago. She buried them and left them to rot away while she lived a happier, more fulfilling life. A life with meaning, a lover to help keep her company, she was even nearing her final trimester in her pregnancy. But it didn't last forever.
The doctor talked to her, gave her condolences, but she didn't listen. She stared into a void of nothing as she analyzed what she was told. Her mind raced as it fumbled the information over and over again, trying to make sense of it.
"We can...allow you to see the body, if you feel you can handle it." Trixie's head picked up. The doctor kept a sad look in his eyes as he watched her reactions. The azure mare kept quiet before nodding sullenly. He nodded back before motioning for her to follow him.
Trixie kept to herself as they walked down the lifeless, white washed halls of the hospital. A feeling of death hung in the air despite the buildings purpose of restoring health. Trixie hated hospitals for this very reason and was given another just moments ago.
It took five agonizing minutes for the two of them to reach the Morgue, each second causing her heart to tense up. She could feel pressure starting to build behind her eyes as she walked, blurring her vision slightly.
Finally, they entered a greyish room. Rows and rows of silver doors stacked ontop of each other filled three of the four walls, each one containing a body of a pony whose life was taken away by death prematurely. It made her stomach turn as they stopped at one in the far corner.
"Miss Lulamoon, I must ask again, are you sure you want to see? Not all ponies can stand seeing a dead body." asked the doctor, concern glittering in her eyes. Trixie stared at the door for a few seconds before nodding, prompting the doctor to open it. He have a small sigh before opening it and pulling out the body.
The soft lavender coat of the mare it belonged to was noticeably whiter than it should be, a give away sign that she was dead. Multiple pricks were on her forelegs from where needles and IVs were stuck inside to try and nurse her back to health. Her dark blue and purple mane were greying as life was slowly leaving it. And on her right ear, a small yellow tag held her name.
Name: Twilight Sparkle
Age: 36
Cause of Death: Stage A Horn Cancer
A small sob broke through Trixie's voice. She shook her head as tears streamed down her cheeks. She didn't, couldn't, believe it was real, but she couldn't deny it. Not anymore. She fell to her haunches and sobbed softly as the doctor slid the dead body back into the wall.
Trixie hummed to herself as she watched ponies pass her by on their way to work or just torun errands. She sat with her entire body on the park bench, watching the ponies here and there as well as the foals playing.
It has been a few months since Twilight had helped her back onto her hooves and, in turn, got Ponyville to accept her once again. It was a tough six months, but she had to admit it was worth it, even if she only works in a low grade magic store in the town.
Despite her low brow job, her life has been in its best in years. She had a job, food to put on the table, an actual home to put the table and food in, and friends to help make her life....interesting to say the least.
It did some doing, but Twilight even got her friends to except her. While Applejack and Rainbow Dash were, in her opinion, the hardest to convince, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy accepted her almost easily. As did Rarity after awhile. And now that her life was turned around, Trixie couldn't help but smile.
"There you are!" Trixie blinked and turned to see Twilight trotting up to her, her usual adorable smile on her face. Trixie blushed at the thought of the cute mare and smiled as she sat next to her on the bench.
"I usually am when Midnight is not having me work." replied Trixie. Ah yes, let's add 'fixing third-pony speak' to the list. "What was it you needed me for?" Asked the azure mare, curious about why her name was called out.
Twilight blushed a but and kicked the dirt with a hoof. "W-well, I just wanted to know what you were up to on Wednesday night." said Twilight, her hoof still kicking a decent sized hole in the ground.
"Nothing really." Trixie thought for a minute before smirking. "You aren't asking me on a date, are you Sparkle?" Asked Trixie. Twilight turned a deep crimson, a few strands of hair popping loose.
"What?! N-no! I-I was-" Trixie cut her off with quick kiss on the nose. Twilight froze at the contact a looked like she was about to pounce on the mare. Trixie giggled before hopping off the bench.
"I'm not up to anything important. You can stop by my place around seven. Oh, and Twilight," another quick peck, except closer to the lips this time. "You are the worse liar Trixie has ever seen." The azure mare winked and trotted off, letting the lavender mare to promptly faint on the park bench.
The soft sound of somepony breathing sounded in behind Trixie as she watched the stars twinkle in the sky, her hoof absentmindly touching the silver ring on her horn. Each time, she allowed a small smile.
It has been a little close to two years since that first kiss and the first date. She could vividly remember Twilight stuttering constantly out of nerves and almost spilling her wine on herself. Trixie would only giggle and excuse her every time the mare muttered out apologies.
Since then, Twilight had gotten more relaxed after each date to the point where she would act perfectly normal whenever they went out for a date. There was still the rare occasion where the poor mare would be like she had on the first date, but they were so few and long between.
The last time Trixie could remember the mare actually being nervous was a few months ago during the Summer Sun Celebration. Now that Trixie thought back on it, she had to give her credit for not breaking down.
It was after the events had settled down and that the sun was setting over Canterlot. The two mares decided to watch its descent from the garden balcony on Canterlot Castle, one of the few times Trixie had the pleasure of going there. And it was there, in the dying sun light, that the nervous librarian proposed.
It had been five months since then and their wedding was the next day. Trixie felt nervous of not her being the wrong one, but more for the fact that she would mess up. It was a common fear, but it was a scary one for most brides and grooms.
"Nervous?" Trixie yelped and turned to see Twilight facing her from her spot on the bed. Her eyes were slightly red from being woken up but they still held all the love as she ever would. Trixie nodded sheepishly before joining her back in the bed.
"It's just....what if I screw up?" Asked Trixie, staring up at the ceiling. Twilight sighed and buried her muzzle in the azure mares fur.
"Then we screw up together." said Twilight finally, looking up at her fiancé with a smile. "If it happens, it happens and we will just end up laughing at it later. We do the same for every disaster of a date we had." Trixie giggled before nuzzling the lavender mare.
"I love you." said Trixie softly.
"I love you too."
Trixie just stared at the small white device in her magic with a blank expression. It was one of those devices that detirmined life or death, a beginning or just another hoax. With it, a pony could tell the future to a degree.
"Well?" Asked Twilight from on the otherside of the door. Trixie took a deep breath and set down the device before trotting over to the door. Opening it, she stared at her nervous wife of four years with a blank stare.
"I'm pregnant!" She burst out with a squeal. Twilight squealed as well before pulling her wife into a hug, giving her a quick peck on the lips, holding it a little longer than a peck should. She broke apart with a smile that threatened to rip the mares face in half.
"This is amazing! We tried so many times to actually get one." said Twilight, bringing her wife into another hug. Trixie giggled and hugged back threatening to break the other mares bones. Nothing she could think of could dampen her mood.
Trixie paced around the hospital room as Twilight laid in a bed, tapping her hooves together nervously. It was that morning that Twilight collapsed into a seizure after trying to use her magic. The past month has not been well on the mare and it was the first time it had turned into something this serious.
Trixie stopped as the door opened and the doctor walked back in, a clipboard held in his magic and a sad look on his face. He sat on his haunches and read over the charts a few times before turning towards Twilight.
"Miss Sparkle, does your family have a history of cancer or any other major illness or disease?" He asked, pulling out a pen. Twilight thought for a moment before shaking her head. "Alright. Now, have you used any genetic spells as of recent. Within the last year, preferably." Trixie and Twilight gave each other a nervous glance.
"Close to the dozen until we successfully got Trixie pregnant. Why?" The doctor bit his lip as he checked over the charts a few times. He sighed and stood up.
"The safe amount of genetic spells is two every three months. I'm guessing you did all this with one or two?" He asked again. They nodded. He sighed again. "Miss Sparkle, the side affects for casting a spell of that caliber that many times are permanent horn and magic damage or......horn cancer."
"And which does she have?" Asked Trixie, growing worried. The doctor bit his lip again before turning to Twilight.
"Twilight Sparkle, I am sorry to inform you that you have terminal Stage A Horn Cancer." The deathly silence fell over the room as the two mares stared at the doctor in shock. The doctor just looked away before making his way out of the room to let the news set in. After he closed the door, he could hear sobbing coming from the room behind him.
Present Time: Sixteen Years Later
Trixie removed her red reading glasses and rubbed her temples. The runes, numbers, paragraphs, and more built up a powerful headache as she tried to understand how to correctly use the, for what she needed them to.
The azure mare picked up the quill she had sitting by a picture of the late Twilight Sparkle and went ahead taking down notes from the huge medical book that sat open in front of her. The sound of scratching filled the library's living quarters as it worked its way across the parchment. She was so engrossed in her work that she failed to her the study door open and close behind her.
"Oh Trixie darling~" Trixie effortlessly ejected herself from her chair and clung to the bookshelves in front of her in shock. She turned to see Rarity holding a hoof to her mouth to try and surpress her giggling.
"Really, Rarity? Haven't we established the knocking rule?" Asked Trixie as she climbed back to the ground. The white unicorn rolled her eyes as she trotted up to the mare as she dismounted the bookcase.
"We did, you just forget to listen for someone to knock on your door. Sometimes I wonder if you ever come out of your little study mode enough to even know you are." said Rarity. She stopped by the desk and examined the books that sat on its surface, her gaze softening.
"Still searching?" She asked, looking back at Trixie. The azure mare sighed and nodded.
"So many medical notes and not one holds a clue or key to curing cancer. Sometimes I wonder if it even exists." said the mare with a sad sigh. Rarity gave her a sad smile and placed a hoof on her shoulder.
"You are trying, dear. That's more than enough to give ponies with cancer hope and that's a cure in itself." Trixie scoffed.
"So much it helped." she grumbled, looking back at the picture of her deceased wife. Rarity was about to answer when she heard the library's main door open and slam shut, a pair of hoof steps stomping up the stairs to the level above.
"Do you still have to tell her?" Asked Rarity, motioning to the rooms above with her head. Trixie winced.
"I just...I don't know how she'll take it." Rarity giggled.
"I thought the same when I told Sweetie I was actually her mother. It's scary. Yes, but worth it in the end." said the fashionista with a warm smile. Trixie smiled back and hugged the mare.
"Thank you, Rares. Now, what is it you needed?" Asked Trixie. Rarity waved a dismissive hoof.
"I can find it on my own. Right now, I think you have a teenager to tame." she said, pointy at the ceiling. Trixie grimaced.
"I seriously hope this is a passing phase." said Trixie as she made her way out into the lobby and towards the stairs. Rarity giggled before waving her off and searching for what she came for.
"Aurora?" Asked Trixie as she knocked on the door on the top of the stairs. There was no answer for a moment before the door was surrounded in a purple aura and was nearly ripped open.
Aurora Lulamoon had a lavender coat like her late mother while having Trixie's blue mane, albeit a slightly darker shade. Her magenta eyes glared at Trixie with a mixture of anger and betrayal.
"Why didn't you tell me you were married?" Asked Aurora, her glare never wavering. Trixie looked at her in shock and confusion.
"Wai...what? Where did you learn that?" Asked Trixie. Aurora scoffed.
"We went to the Ponyville Archives for one of my classes. I decided to look up your name and it said you were married to some 'Twilight Sparkle'." said Aurora. "Who the hell is she, anyways? I never met her. I mean, did she just up and leave u-"
"Your mother would never have done that!" Shouted Trixie, shocking the younger mare. Trixie realized what she had done and started muttering apologies s she tried to figure out what to say next. Finally, she took a deep breath and motioned for her daughter to take a seat on the bed.
"Yes, I was married to Twilight, but that was before you were born." started Trixie as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Twilight...helped me get back on my hooves after I lost everything. Me of course, feelings built from there until we were dating nearly a year later and married two years after that.
"Around the year before you were born, me and Twilight decided we wanted a foal. Within two months, we tested around a dozen genetic spells that allowed us to have a foal of our own despite both being mares. It wasn't until three months in my pregnancy that we realized our mistake." Trixie bit her lip.
"Genetic magic is high caliber and difficult and risky to cast. The safe amount is two spells every three months. We casted twelve in two. As a result, Twilight, she.......got terminal horn cancer." Trixie heard Aurora's breath hitch.
"You mean, she died?" Asked the filly, tears starting to build in her eyes.
"Before you were born. I still had about a week or two, I can't remember." said Trixie, tears rolling down her own eyes. "Since then, I studied medicine and diseases and cancer when I had the chance to try and find a cure." She chuckled. "Sixteen years and I have only a small lead."
"But, why didn't you ever tell me?" Asked Aurora in a sad tone. Trixie sighed and brought her daughter into a hug.
"You will understand when you get a child of your own someday. You never want to see them hurt or sad." said Trixie softly. Aurora let out a choked laugh.
"I think you do well in that area." admitted the younger mare.
"If your mother was here, you would hardly ever be depressed." said Trixie with a smile. She sat up and looked at the mare. "Now come on, Pinkie keeps begging me to bring you to Sugar Cube Corner and she has gotten annoying recently." said Trixie, standing. Aurora grinned as she followed.
"You think Cheese Sandwhich will be there?" Asked Aurora. Trixie chuckled.
"No doubt." The azure mare threw a hoof over her daughter as they exited the room and went down the stairs. Rarity smiled as she watched them leave,
"Twilight would be proud, Trixie."
Author's Note
Welp, this somehow got spawned from a Twixie Skype Chat. And guess what? Fuck length. I'm gonna rip out your feels instead! 
Enjoy.
