Trixilee (or the shipping of a Magician and a School Teacher)

by SparklingVynegar

Chapter 3: Ice Cream Mood-Swings

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Her legs ached. Her head hurt. It caused her unbearable amounts of pain simply to keep her eyes open. But all of this was nothing compared to the unbearable pain in her heart.

She didn’t know what to do. Here entire life depended on the blue mare, if only for a day. But now, she couldn’t imagine life without her. Fresh tears poured from Cheerilee’s eyes, she didn’t mind, they had been doing that for the past few hours. The world outside was no dark and cold.

How fitting, Cheerilee thought bitterly.

What now? She’d have to quit her job, there’s no point in a teacher being depressed, the kids already don’t listen to her. She could stay inside all day, never leave her houses walls. Better for her to wallow in misery rather than leave her home and spread depression amongst the other ponies, especially considering she looked like this again.

She looked back at her teenage self.

Hmph, and ponies always wish they were younger. Ohhhh…why’d I have to get this STUPID mane cut?

Cheerilee stood up and began walking toward her kitchen, her hooves dragging along the wooden floor. She opened her modest sized refrigerator, and reached for the freezer drawer. Opening it, she loosed a blast of cold air onto her face, calming her only slightly. She grabbed a half gallon of vanilla ice cream. Walking toward the stairs she stopped to grab a spoon from a nearby drawer.

"What'th the point, anyway?" Cheerilee whined to herself. She entered her bedroom and dropped on her bed unceremoniously. She pulled open the paper tub and began to spoon the delicious cream into her mouth. It was certainly a conflicted experience, her overwhelming sadness bringing tears to her eyes while the sugary cream sent her brain waves of guilty pleasure.

"I'll never find thomepony like her ever again! My life hath no meaning!" She sobbed, taking another spoon of delicious vanilla, "You know what? I'm glad I won't thee her again, she'th jutht a BITCH! Who the needth her!" Suddenly she started to feel happy about her life, "I'll be over it in a week or tho, everthying'th going to be the thame, better even!"

"...who am I kidding? Without Trickthie my life ith meaningleth..."

"Buck Trickthie, the can just go and DIE for all I care!"

"Everything ith going to be amathing. I'll be a whole new mare!"

"..oh...Trickthie. Why must you do thith to me...?"

"Wait a minute..." Cheerilee looked down at the carton she had absent-mindedly been feeding herself from. It was empty.

"That'th weird. I haven't done that thinth...oh, thinth High Thchool."

Apparently, more than just my appearance has receded to that of a teenager, now I have to deal with these feelings. Buck you Trixie!! I love you, you Bitch!

Her mood swings were interrupted by the ring of her doorbell.

"Cheerilee, are you home, it's...it's Trixie..."

Cheerilee stomped down her staircase and opened the door, glaring at the blue mare on the other side, she now lacked her red amulet.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Trixie supposes she deserves that," she looked down at her hooves, taking the full brunt of Cheerilee's insult.

"May Trixie come in please?"

Cheerilee begrudgingly opened the door to her house and walked into the living room, which consisted of two couches facing each other from other side of a wooden coffee table. The earth pony laid down on one couch, while she let Trixie take the other. The unicorn mare sighed to herself.

"Trixie came to...apologize. She was simply acting awful,"

"You're damn right you were, now if you're really thorry, thang change me back thith thecond!"

"Sorry, but because of the Amulet, Trixie's magic still isn't working well," Trixie won't be able to change you for a few hours, she can at least do this, though," With a flash of her horn Cheerilee felt her mouth become lighter.

"Hmph," Cheerilee scowled, "I don't have to accept what you say, you know." She was surprised to find her lisp gone.

Trixie nodded, "That makes sense, after what Trixie said and did under the influence of the Alicorn Amulet, but she begs you please, please forgive her?"

"Why do you care about my forgiveness?"

"I-I, Trixie doesn't want you angry at her..."

Wait, was she blushing? Cheerilee looked closer. She could see a pink tinge spreading across the base of Trixie's muzzle.

"And why is that?" Cheerilee asked.

"Because, Trixie...um...I..."

Cheerilee pointed a hoof to herself, "Trxie, do you...like me...?"

"Tri...I'm not sure..." Cheerilee got up off the couch so that she stood in front of Trixie.

"Because well, I sort of- I mean," Cheerilee threw her forelegs around Trixie's neck. "I like you."

Trixie's eyes widened in shock, "Y-you do?"

"Mmmhmm, ever since I first saw you on stage."

"But why? Trixie was an arrogant and foalish pony at the time."

"Maybe, but you looked so beautiful, and had such great confidence. You weren't afraid to be yourself, even if you were a little self centered."

"So, you really like me?"

Cheerilee answered with a sweet kiss on the blue mare's cheek, "I don't think 'like' does it justice," Thank you, Ardent!

Trixie smiled at the magenta mare, "I like your mane, it's very cute,"

"Don't get used to it, It's leaving the second I can get rid of it."

Both mare's giggled, suddenly meeting eye to eye.

Trixie suddenly realized how close their muzzles were, making her blush a deep crimson. Cheerilee who was blushing herself, smiled. She began to lean in, and closed the distance between their lips.

The kiss only lasted so many seconds, but it felt like an eternity to the mares involved, and if either where capable, it would have lasted forever. But sadly it had to end, but it wouldn't be their last, nor their only.

"I love you, Trixie"

"I love you, too,"

Cheerilee walked around and laid an the couch next to the beautiful mare she had admired for so long, slowly she nuzzled herself against Trixie's chest and wrapped her forelegs around her middle. Trixie's hooves pulled Cheerilee's head in closer to her chest, and the two fell asleep there, wrapped in loves embrace.


Author's Note

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