Adventure Awaits

Trixie jumped into the manhole without hesitation. How that stallion knew her name, she had no clue, but she was determined to find out. The light blue unicorn felt in her gut that there was more to it than him attacking her. She was sure that he acted the way he did not for himself, but for a very specific reason. She followed the arrows as she illuminated the path ahead with her magic. She walked on until she she an arrow pointing down again. When she looked down, there was a folded card. She levitated it up to her face. It read:

Dear Trixie Lulamoon,

I'm glad to know that you are raising up our son so well.
All this secrecy is neccesary for us to meet.
There are ponies that do not want me to live a happy life.
Trust me when I say I'm sorry for what I had to do all those years ago.
You'll know everything soon enough.
Just follow the clues. I will be with you soon.

Love, Ace Coarsend Am

Trixie read and reread the note. It was signed with his odd hoofprint.

"What an unusual name. Ace Coaraend Am..." Trixie said to herself, getting a taste for his name. If he went though this much trouble to contact her, be must care for her and Dusky to a degree of some sort. She considered just leaving it as it was and going back home, but she had to deliver her son's letter. It was her duty as a mother. She looked down at where the card once was. There was a piece of purple glittery fabric. It immediately reminded Trixie of Rarity. Trixie unlatched her saddlebag and placed the expensive fabric inside.

"Next stop, Rarity's boutique!" Trixie announced, making her way back to where she came. If she wasn't a unicorn, it'd be nigh impossible to navigate. Which might be yet another reason that he chose her. She was never resentful of Ace, but he always intrigued her. Once she made her way back above ground, Trixie headed towards the boutique. Rarity was famous for working late, so Trixie hoped that it was one of those nights for the marshmallow-esque fashionista. It was on the other side of town, but Trixie had been practicing her teleportation spells. Her horn was enveloped in her dark pink magic aura, and she concentrated hard on the boutique. She felt her body shake with effort. In a flash of light, she found herself in front of Rarity's house. Not exactly having the best relationship, especially since she turned he hair green once, Trixie hoped the Element of Generosity would be willing to help. She raised a light blue hoof to knock, but the door opened before she got the chance. It was Spike. He was about to leave.

"Trixie, what are you doing here?" He asked, closing the door behind him.

"I could ask the same for you. I was going to ask for her advice on certain fabrics." replied Trixe to the young dragon. Spike had matured a lot since they had last met.

"Well, I was... Ummm... Helping Rarity sort stuff! Yeah, that's right! So, see you later Trixie!" the purple dragon waved as he ran away. It was such unusual behavior, but Trixie had bigger fish to fry. She let herself in the boutique, pulling the bright purple fabric clue out of her saddlebag. As expected, Rarity was busying herself with creating her next masterpiece. Trixie watched her for a moment, transfixed. She then remembered why she was there and cleared her throat.

Rarity looked up and smiled, "Hello, Trixie dearest. What is it that you need?"

"I was wondering if you knew anything about this beautiful fabric I found. I'm sure you would, since you are Ponyville's premier designer!" replied Trixie. She placed the fabric on the table as Rarity approached wearing a pair of glasses. She took the fabric daintily between her white hooves, closely inspecting the fabric.

"Why, where ever did you find this? It is imported from Saddle Arabia. I used something just like it for a dress I sent to a close friend in Manehatten!" Rarity exclaimed, retuning the fabric to Trixie.

"A friend of mine gave it to me. I have to go now, but I am extremely grateful for your help. Thank you, Rarity." replied Trixie, offering the purple maned unicorn before dashing off towards the train station. She had to find the next clue quickly if she wanted to deliver the letter on Father's Day.

Author's Note

I'm fairly happy with this chapter, and where I'm taking this story. I would love to have more feedback about how I'm doing! Oh, as much as I hate to spoil, the mystery stallion is canon to a point. The name is not, but his appearance on the show is what made me choose him. Just the timing of when fits in perfectly with my story. So, I would love if you guys told me why you loved/hated it! Thanks aplenty.