A Fallen Star

Rarity paced back and forth across her work room, carrying with her one or two things at a time, only to use it once, and place it aside. She seemed to do this behind a curtain for 20 minutes, before Trixie finally managed to say something. “Rarity, was it?” Her voice was very shaky. The nerves were far greater than she had anticipated. Trixie was expecting some kind of rampage from the white Unicorn, but instead, was just told to sit here. The more irritating part was that she couldn't even see what it was Rarity was doing.

“I told you I would finish this first.” Was her only response. She knew what Trixie was going to ask, and she knew that Twilight wanted them to spend time together, get to know each other. But she didn't want to start a conversation until her project was finished.

“Trixie-! ...I just wanted to know what you were doing. I can wait to talk, believe me. But I won't wait for something I can't even know about.” Her nerves vanished for her statement, not wanting to be treated like a little foal.

Rarity poked her head around the side of the purple drape she had set up to work behind. “It's important that it remains a secret until it is finished. You are more than welcome to walk around downstairs if sitting there is not suitable.” She then pulled her head back to her work.

With a huff, Trixie crossed her forelegs together. This was worse than just suffering any wrath that Rarity could have given her. Trixie wished that she could get this over with. Sighing again, the blue Unicorn went to attempt to keep her mind distracted from the boredom.

Rarity took a quick breath of relief. Silence was the best way for her to work, and she had hoped Trixie wouldn't start causing a fuss. She was almost finished though. Just a few more stitches and... she was done. Rarity couldn't help but smile a tad as she looked over her finished product. With a nod, she walked out around the curtain, and faced Trixie, with a more serious look on her face. “Come here.”

Trixie jumped a bit at the tone she used. But, she stood up, feeling her gut drop as her imagination ran wild. Slowly, she limped her way closer, still looking at the same expression Rarity held. Without a word, she stopped before her host, waiting for what was coming.

“You remember, of course, how I said brutish ways were not how a Unicorn should act? That she should carry herself with grace?” She raised an eyebrow to the blue Unicorn. “Well, I hope so. Because I remembered those taunts, calling my mane a rat's nest. Well, now I'll show you how graceful I can truly carry myself.  Close your eyes.” Rarity said, igniting the magic in her horn. She waited for Trixie to comply.

Reluctantly, the Unicorn shut her eyes, and waited for Rarity to do what she wanted. Thoughts started bouncing around in her head, as to what was going to happen to her? Maybe she would soak her in mud, or disfigure her mane.  Instead, she felt a soft warmth across her back and her sides. Startled, Trixie turned to see a large cloth draped over her. It was a dark violet with multiple stars etched across it.

Was this... Could it be? “It's just like my cape! Darker, but almost exactly the same!” It even had the collar that flipped up behind her neck. Trixie's eyes darted from star to star, confused. She had once again been dumbfounded by a Ponyvillian, and this time it was an even worse level of dumbfound.

Rarity watched Trixie eye over the fabric for a while, smiling at the plain confusion on her face. “I hope this tells you that I've forgiven you?” She met Trixie's gaze and widened her smile to show her she meant it.

A bit of worry seemed to rush over Trixie now. Why had she forgiven her? “You forgive me? But I never apologized. I simply embarrassed you and left. H-how could...?” Her breath failed her. If somepony had given her the chance for her to enact her revenge, she would have taken it in a heartbeat, and it would have been the full extent of her wrath. But two ponies now have had their chance and decided to be kind instead.

“Hmm, yes. I considered chopping off your mane, and some other mean things.” She said jokingly, looking at the ceiling as if in thought, before returning to Trixie. “But then I realized that's just not my style, dear. Revenge is for the brutish and uncivilized.” Rarity waved a dismissing hoof to her.

Trying not to take that last statement as an insult to her previous thought, Trixie took a deep breath, and looked everywhere around the room before looking Rarity in the eye. She didn't like what she was about to say. It didn't seem natural, but it needed to be said. “Well...I guess I-”

“No no!” Rarity interrupted. “It's something I wanted to make. You don't need to thank me for that.”

You have no idea how much easier that makes me feel, she thought to herself. Now not sure what to do, she decided to ask Rarity. “Well, now what?” Twilight had said for them to spend most of the day together, but as far as Trixie knew, it had only been an hour.

“Oh right! I can't believe I almost forgot!” The white Unicorn raised a hoof to her face in surprise before running past Trixie and down the hall.

Rolling her eyes, Trixie slowly made her way into the hall, hearing a commotion downstairs. So she carefully descended, to see Rarity with a couple large towels spread across her back. “It's already that late?! I hope they don't mind.” She looked around the room a second time, to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything.

“Late? For what?” Trixie asked the worried Unicorn. It was funny, but a bit overbearing. She wasn't sure if this is how she normally was, or if this worry was a rare occurrence. There was a low possibility that she could take this all day.

Rarity stopped to give Trixie a confused look, before smiling. “Why, my appointment at the Day Spa, of course! Actually, I should say 'ours'.” Her eyes narrowed in a mischievous way.

Before she could process what was going on, Trixie found herself being nudged out of the door by Rarity, shouting complaints. Upon being outside, however, she saw no point in fighting it, having drawn the attention of the nearby townsponies. The two Unicorns slowly made their way through the streets of the sunny village, Rarity starting to ramble on about her favorite spa treatments. It was as if she had put the incident of last week entirely behind her, but why?

“Well, that...really was nice of you Rarity.” Trixie said as they approached the library. The trip to the spa had been amazing. She couldn't remember the last time that her mane felt so smooth and chilled when the wind blew through it, also causing a dramatic billow effect for her new cape. Her legs, minus the one still healing, felt renewed and energized. Even her cautious attitude towards Rarity had died down by now. She felt...nice. Like she did with Twilight, that warm sensation had moved it's way into her heart.

Shaking her head, Rarity turned to Trixie, her newly refreshed curly mane bouncing as she did so. “Oh, not at all, darling. I'm just glad you didn't complain when they popped your back. Those noises were so loud, I could hear them from 10 feet away. You must have been sleeping on rocks before staying with Twilight.”

Not willing to tell her how right she was, Trixie looked to the side before going to open the door. But it was thrown open, scaring both of the Unicorns, and revealing an anxious Twilight, with a large grin on her face. “Hey you two! Did you have fun?” The lavender Unicorn spoke so quickly, that was all they interpreted. Both of them had a bit of trouble making out everything she said.

“Y-yes, dear!” Rarity interrupted. “Trixie and I had a ball. We went to the spa, and we shared stories about our experiences in Canterlot.”

Trixie thought to herself: Well, you did. I didn't say much, but I suppose that's true enough. “At least I feel as good as before coming here.” She didn't catch the irritated tone she used, getting a few confused looks from the other two. Thinking quick on her feet, she laughed a little. “You know, before my injury.” She shook her rear leg to indicate.

Rarity and Twilight chuckled, almost forgetting. “Well, it was fun Trixie. I hope we do have some spare time again soon.” Rarity said before waving goodbye and trotting off.

Trixie felt strange, as if she hoped Rarity didn't have to leave, like a selfish schoolfilly. Twilight interrupted her thought process. “So, how did it go?” She leaned in close to Trixie, a large grin still on her face. She was so anxious to hear how much fun her friends had.

Looking around awkwardly, the blue Unicorn put up a smile. “Like Rarity said, it was fun. She didn't mind me not talking, and I feel a lot better.” She hoped it was good enough of an answer.

It was, as Twilight pulled away and hopped into the library, running off upstairs, giggling. Trixie was left to pull herself in, and close the door.

As the silence of the library soaked in, Trixie just realized how tired she actually was. It was only a little after 3 when she arrived 'home,' due to her slow movement. There was still plenty of time, and she didn't need to hide in the room anymore, so Trixie thought about actually reading a book today.

After sitting, she found a pile of books on the center table, and began to read a random one, hoping it'd keep her distracted enough for the evening. It wasn't long before Twilight returned, refusing to answer Trixie's questions as to what she had been doing. She gave up, returning to her book, finding herself laughing a bit. The two sat together and read until it was about dinner time.

They ate quickly, not having noticed that the sun was already set. Spike made fun of Twilight, saying that her reading habits were infecting Trixie. They finished dinner, leaving Spike to clean up as usual. The two Unicorns actually had a good conversation for the first time since Trixie first arrived, and both of them were thankful for it.

They reached the bedroom, and quickly did the standard bedtime procedure. Upon unwrapping the bandage, Trixie asked if her leg had healed yet. Twilight just shook her head. It was much better than before, but it wasn't quite finished. Trixie had been doubting that her leg would be back to normal in just 7 days, but Twilight kept reassuring her that Zecora has always made miracle medicines like that.

The two curled up underneath their blankets, and Twilight extinguished the candles in the room once Spike had returned. In the dark, Trixie was unable to sleep at first. It seemed like, after a whole week of being here, she finally had a good time. Twilight willingly decided to help her, Rarity put everything past her and simply had a good time with Trixie. And tomorrow was the day she was free to do whatever she wanted. She would be completely healed, according to Zecora, able to run around and no longer feel like she needed to be dependent on others. She could go off, and try to recover her career while she still had the chance.

Or, she could stay here. In a small village where being famous didn't matter.

But enough thinking. She had time to think about what she did next tomorrow.

“Trixie! Trixie, wake up!” A loud, anxious voice awoke Trixie from her sleep. Groggily opening her eyes, Trixie saw Twilight standing over her bed.

“What do you want, Twilight?” an irritated Unicorn replied as she was disturbed from her slumber. Turning her head over to the window, Trixie could see that the sun hadn't even risen yet. It was too early for this.

Twilight nudged Trixie again, this time actually getting her to sit up. “Your leg! It's healed!”

That woke her up. Trixie's eyes opened wide, and she twisted her head to see her rear leg. The bandages were all gone, and her light blue fur was even all the way down. It was as if the injury had never existed. “B-but how? I didn't think it was possible!” Her eyes were transfixed on her leg. There was no magic applied to it, just that goopy stuff. So how did it work like magic?

The lavender Unicorn giggled. “I told you, didn't I? Zecora has always made miracle medicines, fixing things that even magic can't sometimes.” She let Trixie get up and walk around, trying to get a feel of walking on all fours again. “Zecora told me that you should be back up to full strength with your leg, so that makes it perfect for what you're gonna do today!” Twilight motioned for her to follow into the main room of the library, where an orange Earth Pony stood waiting. “Applejack! She's ready to go.”

“'Bout time! I been here for almost 15 minutes waiting fer her to wake up.” The Farmer Pony responded, pulling her brown hat down just a bit.

Trixie stopped on the last stair, looking at the two in confusion. “Ready to go where?” Sure, Twilight like surprising her with new ideas, but she usually told Trixie first.

“Oh, well, if you still wanted to hang out with my friends, You're gonna spend a few hours with Applejack next. I chose Rarity first, because I knew she wouldn't hold a grudge forever.” She sneaked her way next to Trixie, whispering quietly. “You do still want them to forgive you, right?” That was what the whole plan was. Trixie had started feeling guilty, and so Twilight devised the plan for Trixie to spend some time with Rarity, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash, so that they would forgive her boasting and rude actions.

But, Trixie didn't necessarily need their forgiveness now. She could walk out of town forever, and not care what happened to them. Trixie could leave without saying a word if she so chose. Something stopped her though, a pang of guilt, something she hadn't felt in a long time, and it wracked her hard.  Lowering her eyes, she responded quietly. “Yes, but are you sure this is the best way?” Her eyes then turned to Applejack, who had anything but a happy expression on her face.

Twilight put a reassuring hoof on her shoulder. “It's the best way if you really want their forgiveness.”

Trixie sighed. She did want it. But she was also hoping that there would have been an easier way.

“Welp, here we are.” An obviously sour Applejack stated. The two ended up at Sweet Apple Acres. There were hundreds, if not, thousands of huge apple trees. They expanded over the hills and valleys of the surrounding area, covering who knows how many acres with tall brown trunks and dark green leaves. Apples hanging from the trees glistened from the light of the rising sun, and Trixie caught herself staring at them all when Applejack suddenly spoke.

Applejack had led her to  small clearing in the fields, where countless baskets were sprawled out under the apple trees. Trixie pulled a hoof up in surprise as Applejack stopped and whipped around to face her. “Alright now, little Missy! Twi says y’all want me to forgive yer shenanigans. And I'll be happy to oblige. But, we Apples are a hard workin' bunch. So, you're gonna work for your forgiveness.” She swung a hoof over to the baskets. “Y’all are gonna harvest some apples.”

Trixie lost it at that last line. She burst out laughing uncontrollably, and fell flat on her back. Not only was that accent of Applejack's just ridiculous, but she wanted Trixie to do the labor of an Earth Pony. It took a while for the joke to subside. But when Trixie opened her eyes, her laughing fell silent. Standing above her was Applejack, holding a serious face. She stood up, and tried to keep her smile hidden. “Oh come now, little Ha- I mean... Applejack.” Trixie went cold as she almost slipped back into her usual ways. “You can't really expect Tr-, me to do that kind of labor do you? You're an Earth Pony, and this is easier for you than a Unicorn like me.”

Applejack raised an eyebrow, not saying a word. Instead, she walked over to the nearest apple tree, and faced away from it. She then raised her two hind legs, and kicked it with a great deal of force, causing almost all of the apples to drop perfectly in the baskets sprawled around he trees. Turning to the now shocked Trixie, Applejack put a smug grin on her face. “That's Apple Buckin'! Now that your leg's healed up right, that's what yer gonna do for me. And I want you to buck till ya drop. Got that?” Sensing Trixie's hesitation, the farmer decided to add one more thing. “'Course, if y’all don't want to, you ain't ever gonna prove to me that you really have changed.” She scooped up two of the baskets that were full, hanging one on each side of her back, before walking away. Applejack was certain that was enough to get her conscience kicking.

Trixie's eyes had shifted to the ground. There was no way she could kick, or 'buck' all of these apples. She wanted to just turn around, and run away. There was no incentive to doing this, so why should she? What's one more pony hating her forever?

Wait. This isn't how I would react in this situation, she thought to herself. It's obvious that Hayseed doesn't think I can do it. That's why she offered this challenge to me. Thoughts buzzed back and forth through her mind, reminding her of the days where Trixie was challenged by random ponies who thought they could surpass the Great and Powerful Trixie. She always showed them, so why should this be any different. A different situation does not mean ditching a persona. Her eyes now narrowed and aimed at the apples in the trees. “I'll show you, My little Hill pony. I'll show you how the Great and Powerful Trixie handles a challenge!” Confidently, the Unicorn trotted over to the nearest tree, kicking it.

Applejack walked past the few dozen baskets piled near the barn about 3 hours later. She had almost forgotten that Trixie didn't get any breakfast, so the Farmer decided to bring her a tasty Apple Fritter she baked this morning. As she balanced the dish upon her brown hat, she took a look around to see the large amount of baskets, all full of apples. She hadn't expected the show pony to do so well in such a short time. “Huh, maybe she's got some bark to her bite after all!” Applejack picked up her pace to a trot, heading into the field to find the clearing.

She arrived to see more baskets, gathered in a pile near the edge of the clearing, and saw the surrounding trees were all bare. Raising an eyebrow in confusion, Applejack followed a small grunting noise deeper in.

Trixie weakly tapped her leg against the tree for the tenth time now, but not a single apple would fall. Despite the cool morning breeze, Trixie was still hot and sweating. She wiped the sweat from her brow with a tired leg, and forced her two legs to kick in unison, still doing nothing.

Finally, Trixie collapsed. She couldn't carry on any longer. The lack of sustenance combined with the now rising heat was just too much for her to handle. Legs sprawled out, panting on the ground, Trixie cursed at herself. She refused to give up just yet. She couldn't let Applejack show her up like that. If a regular Earth Pony could do this, than so could Trixie. But before she could force herself up, a hoof pushed her back down.

“Whoa nelly! Y’all don't need to push yerself that bad!” Applejack held a hoof against the Unicorn's blue back lightly, just to keep her from getting up. It was obvious that she was spent, so there was no longer a point to keep working her like that. She reached up and lifted the small platter off of her head, placing it down on the ground next to Trixie's head.

The smell of freshly cooked apple pasty brought the Unicorn back to alert mode. Trixie cocked her head up to see an apple fritter on a plate before her. At any other time, a pastry like that would not have even been considered as an appetizer to someone accustomed to higher and fancier foods from Canterlot. But at that moment, the small, brown, glazed treat's aroma brought a sensation upon Trixie. Her whole body screamed that would be the best apple fritter she would ever eat. That...okay, enough with the dramatics, Trixie told herself. She surged the magic from her body out of her horn to form a field around the pastry, and brought it close it her face.

As Trixie chowed down, Applejack looked around and laughed at the Unicorn's progress, as well as her condition. If she had been bucking this morning, not a single apple would be visible within 300 feet of here. But, it was still impressive to see a Unicorn do the equivalent of a filly's work.

The two decided to sit in the shade of a tree. The morning chill was fading, and the warmth of the sun started to filter in between the leaves. Once Trixie had cooled down, she turned over to Applejack, who was leaning against the tree, hat tipped down over her face. “You shouldn't have challenged me like that, Hayseed.” She spoke that in a way to show that she was joking with that term. “Or else I wouldn't have had to do a better job that you ever could.” Trixie was confident that she outperformed the Earth Pony.

Lifting her hat up, Applejack chuckled. “You spoiled city-pony. I coulda done this here job in 30 minutes. You took over 3 hours. I'm hopin y’all weren't fixing yer mane half the time. “ She winked at Trixie, receiving a roll from her eyes. “Though I gotta admit I never seen no normal Unicorn do a job this big so quick.”

“The Great and Powerful Trixie is anything but normal.” Trixie stated triumphantly. “She refuses to be equal to other Unicorns.” She had started to find this whole situation rather hilarious.

“Ah ah!” Applejack cut in quickly. “Now don't y’all start going back to that fancy show-off attitude of yours. It's mighty unpleasant.”

She hadn't even realized that she was speaking in third person again. Trixie wasn't sure what had caused that. She just seemed to feel very natural, like she was allowed to do whatever she pleased without fear of judgment. “Oh, right. Sorry about that.”

Applejack stood up, extending a hoof to Trixie. “No problem, pardner. Let's just say I'm willing to put it behind me, seeing as you proved how badly my forgiven ya means to you.” After pulling Trixie off of the ground, she gestured over to where the house was. “Come on! I just bake a few fresh apple pies. Let's go get a real breakfast in yer gut.”

“Yes. I'd appreciate that, at least.”

“Well, here's her place.” Applejack stated as they walked along the dirt path underneath a large cloud building. After trotting for a while, the two had reached Rainbow Dash's house. It was mid-afternoon, so it was most likely she was either on a cloud napping, or at home. But Applejack said they'd be lucky and find her here. “Yo! RD! Come on out here!”

Trixie started to feel a bit of doubt, but it was quickly subsided when she thought of how Rarity had so easily forgiven her. Applejack forgave her just as easily, but with more of a workout. But it was nothing too serious.

Rainbow Dash was going to be a different story.

The Pegasus floated outside, her rainbow-mane glistening in the afternoon sky. Upon seeing Applejack, a smile crossed her face. But when her eyes met Trixie, all emotion seemed to drain away. Rainbow Dash lowered herself to the ground, whipping her tail, but not saying a word yet. She couldn't believe that Trixie had the guts to show her face in front of her again.

It was only now that the Unicorn remembered the other day. ”No way, Twi. Not with her.”Those words now began to ring in her ears.

Applejack cleared her throat to catch everypony's attention. “So, Rainbow. Twilight says you should still give Trixie a chance. She may have been a pretty rough character a few weeks ago, but I think she's thrown away her dirt.” She smiled, but got no response from the Pegasus. “Aw, come on Rainbow Dash! I'm a great judge of ponies. If I think she's changed, there's no reason for you to stay all fussy now, right?”

After giving a snort from her nose, Rainbow turned her head.”Yeah, I guess I'll give her a chance.” A chance to run while she's able, she thought to herself.

“Alright. I get it. I'll leave you two to talk it out. It ain’t none of my business.” Applejack turned to give Trixie a concerned nod for good luck, before trotting off. She was tempted to stay, knowing it wouldn't be pretty if Rainbow went at her. But she had she keep her faith in her friend.

After Applejack had gone from view, Trixie looked to the side to take a deep breath. “Hello, Rainbow-”

“Don't talk to me!” The Pegasus spat, catching Trixie off guard. She flapped her wings quickly, taking to the air and hovering right in front of Trixie. “Do you really think that I'd want to forgive you? After the way you publicly humiliated my friends?!” She was doing all she could to not just slug the mare in front of her. But she knew her friends would look down on her if she did. Still, seeing this smirk little show off in front of her made her want to do something.

Trixie was at a loss for words, and started to back up. “I, I know what I did was wrong, but-”

“But nothing! You can lie to Twilight and Rarity, even Applejack. But I don't give one feather about you 'changing your ways,' because it's all a lie.” She landed, and started advancing on the cowering Trixie. “A selfish, stuck-up loudmouth who hurts my friends is never going to trick me that they can change.”

“Rainbow Dash! I'm sorry. I was a jerk, but I'm sorry!” Trixie tried to plead with the Pegasus, but she didn't seem to hear her one bit.

That only seemed to anger her more. Trixie wouldn't drop this charade, and Rainbow was willing to force her to prove that she was lying. “Sorry, did I hear that right? All I can hear is that you're a liar.” She opened her wings, beating them quickly and began to fly small circles around Trixie. The consistent wing spinning began to make a small tornado, colored in rainbow hues.

Trixie found herself lifted off of the ground, and spinning in the air. She felt herself do loops while spinning at uncomfortable speeds. The next thing she could register was that she was belly flat on the ground, her eyes unable to focus on any one point. After a few seconds, Trixie finally had the stability to stand on her wobbly legs, though the earth felt like it was shaking beneath her. Rainbow Dash had spun her around so viciously.

“Are you ok?” Rainbow jokingly asked. “I was sure somepony like you would have a 'Trick' or two to counter something like that.”

Trixie focused and looked up, to see a large white cloud directly above her. Rainbow Dash was floating beside it, with a sadistic grin on her face. She was trying to figure out what was going on when Dash kicked the cloud, causing it's water to pour all over Trixie, soaking her in less than a second.

Dash watch with an evil glare as the water soaked Trixie. She was waiting for her to turn tail and run crying. She deserved it, for the horrible things she did to humiliate her friends. And who knows how many other ponies she just stepped on to look good. She would come out with the truth soon.

Trixie glared at the Pegasus, starting to fume inside. She saw no reason as to why Rainbow was doing this to someone who was trying to apologize. But then it hit the Unicorn like a wagon, Rainbow Dash was getting even with her. Trixie had done the same to her, spinning her off of her stage, but striking her with lightning.  Yes, she even made a witty pun with her name. So that's what this is about, she thought. Trixie felt her temper drop as she lowered her head in shame, remembering how good that felt two weeks ago, having it haunt her now.

The Pegasus started to get irritated. Trixie hadn't even shown any signs of breaking, and certainly no signs of running away. She kicked the cloud again, causing the downpour to thicken. She deserves this, she thought. Everypony else was too quick to forgive and forget with her. She won't change that easily, and I'm gonna prove that.

Tears mixed with the increased rainfall, but a smile stretched across her face. Despite how badly she wanted to zap that Pegasus again, or just turn tail and run, something kept her rigid. Trixie finally understood how much she truly wanted to be forgiven. She could finally believe that she was being sincere to herself. At the very least, Trixie wanted to apologize for her misdeeds. She turned to face the Pegasus, looking through the downpour. “Rainbow Dash. I'm sorry. I'm here now because I want your forgiveness. Can you ever forgive me?” Trixie head dropped, and at that time, so did the rain.

Dash wasn't sure if she really heard that. She wants my forgiveness? She would put up with this just to get me to forgive her? The question had distracted Rainbow Dash, and she needed to land, looking around in disbelief. This wasn't the same mare from two weeks ago. But after all she was convinced of, her never being able to change, Rainbow started feeling a bit embarassed of her brash actions just now.

The water dripped off of Trixie slowly. She had said all that she was able to, now it was up to Rainbow Dash. She didn't need to forgive her, but Trixie didn't want to give up without Rainbow knowing how serious she was. Without warning, another large wind surrounded her, surprising Trixie. It wasn't as vicious as last time, but it still buffeted in her ears and forced her to close her eyes.

When it ended, Trixie opened her eyes to find herself blow dried, her mane in a rather unkempt state, and an awkwardly smiling cyan Pegasus in front of her. “You know, Trixie, I might have to answer that another time. But for now, I don't see why I should be mean to you. I should be loyal to my friends' decisions, and give you a chance, at least.” She raised a hoof, offering a hoof-bump. Trixie sniffled, and returned the bump. Immediately afterward, Rainbow Dash took  off again, hovering a few feet off of the ground, scratching the back of her head. Now that that was taken care of, what should they do? “So, you know a few tricks with magic. How bout we share a few tricks of ours before you head off?” She asked halfhearted, as if expecting a no answer.

Trixie just nodded, wiping a now dry hoof to her still moist eye. Deep down, she felt much better, almost immediately. “Only if you have more tricks than flying through clouds.” She gave a small smirk, earning a hint of awkward laughter from both of them.