Indifferences

by Fox-trott

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Anthro, Trixie, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Gilda
Length: 3323

When Gilda the Griffon visits Trixie after a show, things get a little hot blooded between them... And a little violent.

NOTE: I know the picture isn't anthro. The reason being that I checked with one of the mods if the original picture I was going to have was okay for it, and he said no. So I had to find something else.

At the end of a magic show, Trixie is about to pack up and leave inside of her cart. However, one angered and enraged female Griffon makes her entrance to vent out her feelings towards her. This... Only causes more problems. It enrages Trixie, it hurts her before she lashes out at the young Griffon who had insulted her hard work.

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Published 2014-05-29 19:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-29 19:30:02 UTC

Indifferences

Indifferences
By Cyclone Flashie

As the sun finished setting over the horizon, the moon which illuminated the path of one happy Unicorn mare dressed in a cape covered in stars and moons, and other symbols which represented the night, a cute wizard hat which sat comfortably on her head, her cornflower blue mane hanging from beneath it and just over her face in a neat swirl, and an outfit beneath the cape which was revealing… All she wore was a purple bra over her breasts, and a pair of purple panties which comfortably hugged her waist. In one hand she dragged a suitcase behind her; it too covered in different stickers of symbols which represented the night and in her other hand a small spell book which was closed in her palm as she gingerly walked back to a small cart at the end of the dirt road.

“You did it again, Trixie,” she said to herself as she heard the cries of joy from behind her slowly fading out into silence. “You did good. They adore you.” As she walked closer and closer to her cart, her smile soon faded and turned into a frown as if all of the fun she had disappeared.

She let out a sigh, and soon stopped, glancing back to the small town of which she had left, the cries of joy barely audible at this point on. “Hopefully the next town loves Trixie just as much as this one did…” Trixie soon continued onwards, mumbling the words ‘The Great and Powerful Trixie’ to herself as if she was mimicking a chant.

“One can dream… If only all of Equestria loved Trixie just as much as they did.”

Upon reaching the small cart at the end of the road, Trixie soon twisted the knob on the door and pushed it open slowly, flicking a light switch with one of her free fingers from the hand which held the book. When the lights came on, they revealed a cozy and warm room filled with different capes and outfits, wands and numerous shelves of books. In the far corner sat a mirror illuminated with lights, a back up hat hung over the top of it as well as a cape. A small bed sat beside the mirror, as well as a bedside table and also a couch.

Upon entering, she used her leg to swing the door closed gently, pulling down the curtain which was fixed to the door to cover the clean and sparkling window before walking to the couch and placing her book on the table beside it, and taking off her hat and sitting it on top of the book, and finally parking her suitcase up against the wall. She sat down with a huff, placing her hands on her legs as she crossed one over the other, sinking back into the couch with a sigh and closing her eyes.

“Trixie would like to go now!” she called to the far wall to alert her driver. “Next stop: Manehattan…”

As motion was about to begin, a loud and rather disturbing knock rang at the door loudly. Trixie opened one eye to look at the door, and as the knock rang out, the driver did not even start to move. It was as if he was expecting Trixie to answer it. Trixie looked to the wall in the direction of which the driver was stationed in.

“Didn’t you hear me?!” Trixie exclaimed, sitting up-right as she looked towards the wall in fury. “Let’s get a move on, please!”

The knocking happened again, only this time faster and harder against the smooth wood of the door. Trixie looked to the door with a loud huff, as she soon gripped the couch in anger. She stood up onto her hooves, walking over to the door slowly with her anger growing.

“Didn’t you know it’s rude to disturb a mastermind after her show?!” Upon placing a hand onto the round doorknob, she swung the door open in fury, glaring at the Griffon who stood on the other side. The smile across the beak of the Griffon was wide. The head of the Griffon was white, the feathers around her eyes a pale lavender color, while her eyes were a bright golden color. The feathers which hung from her head were white with pale purple tips. She wore a shirt which was tight on her. The shirt was white… Just plain white. And she wore skinny denim shorts; the shirt she wore was so tight that her belly was just showing.

The Griffon stood there with her claws behind her back, waiting for Trixie to simply just let her in without saying anything. Trixie stared at her, brow raised and pondering why she was there in front of her.

“Can… Trixie help you?” she asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the Griffon. The Griffon’s silence was broken at this point.

“Yes… You can actually. Let me in,” the Griffon demanded as the look on her face changed sour. “Now!”

“O-okay…” Trixie soon stepped aside, the Griffon barging her way in and almost knocking Trixie to the floor. Trixie let out an almost silent yelp, before shutting the door and looking at the Griffon who had just intruded into her travelling home.

“Nice place,” the intruder said. “For a show off, that is…”

Trixie tried to ignore that comment. “And you are… who exactly?” she asked, slowly walking towards the Griffon who slowly glanced around the small cart she was inside of.

“Gilda’s the name,” the Griffon replied. “But what is it to you? It’s not like it would matter to someone like you who showboats all the time.”

Trixie still baffled by the Griffon’s attitude. “Uhm… Gilda. Look, Trixie doesn’t know why you’re here, but if you could please leave… Trixie has places to be an-”

“Oh for the love of Celestia, can you stop speaking in third person as if you’re writing a book? Geez!” Gilda replied hastily, glancing to Trixie and glaring at her. “And I do have a reason to be here. I’ve come to… ‘review’ your show…”

Trixie’s expression soon brightened up with glee, trying to contain her excitement. “Oh, Tr-... I’m sure whatever you say will be great to hear!”

Gilda nodded. “Uh huh…” she simply responded with a roll of her eyes. “Honestly? You’re nothing but a great big fake! You no doubt hide magic wands inside of your hat, and pretend that it’s your stupid horn doing all that magic… Or even your mind! I’ve heard that you can’t even perform magic with that horn; most Unicorns can but you… Pfft, how pathetic!” Gilda spat at Trixie, leaning forward as she vented out her anger.

Trixie blinked, her eye twitching as she heard the horrible words get thrown at her. “E-excuse… me?”

“You heard me, dweeb!” Gilda roared, poking her beak against her muzzle. “You’re nothing but a big. Fat. Fake!!”

Trixie looked shocked for a second as she stared into the hate filled eyes of Gilda, before swinging her palm into the side of Gilda’s head with all of her strength. The Griffon cowered away as the impact of the hand stunned her slightly, Gilda holding the side of her face as she cringed. Trixie breathed heavy breaths looking at the harsh Griffon who had given her the criticism.

“You. Should. NEVER! Speak of Trixie’s work like that again!!” Trixie screamed, leaning in close, huffing strongly. “Nopony should for that matter!!”

Gilda soon swung her claw into Trixie’s face, the claw sprawled open to make a slap. When the scaly palm of Gilda’s claw made contact with Trixie’s face, she yelped out in pain, quickly replying with another slap to Gilda’s face. Gilda’s emotions were replaced with fury as she swung another slap towards Trixie, hitting her harder than she had before, Trixie stumbling back as she held her own cheek from all the pain.

Gilda strutted over to the stunned Trixie and leaned in close. “Are you picking a fight with me, bitch!? If you want a go, then let’s go!!” Gilda spat out in anger, panting from all the energy she had used from the last slap applied to Trixie.

Trixie didn’t reply. Trixie quickly grabbed Gilda’s head, and applied a strong grip to it before beginning to pull on her feathers strongly, swinging her side to side. Gilda began screaming as the magician who tightly gripped her feathers swung her head side to side quickly, Trixie letting out small squeaks from the strength she was using before Gilda used her claws to grip onto Trixie’s soft hair and began to tug and push with strength. Trixie let out a scream, Gilda huffing and panting with a few yelps in-between.

“G-get off me, bitch!!” Gilda choked out of herself, pulling harder on Trixie’s hair as if she was trying to tear her hair out. She pulled harder and harder with each tug she gave, building up the strength with each push she gave, Trixie’s screams getting louder as she pulled.

“N-no!” Trixie countered. “You… let go… Of me! AGH!!” Trixie began to try and push Gilda down, but Gilda held a firm stance as she tugged harder and harder on Trixie’s hair, before stumbling back slightly, but quickly regaining her balance.

“I said… Let go, you dweeb!!” Gilda roared out in anger, as she tightened her grip on Trixie’s hair. “Y-you’re the one who hit me first! GAH!”

Trixie tried pushing Gilda backwards as she yanked Gilda’s head to the left, and then to the right, battling for dominance as Gilda’s grip tightened on the now rough and messy hair of Trixie Lulamoon. The blue mare yelped and cried out with each strong pull, but also managed to keep her focus on inflicting pain on the Griffon before pushing Gilda backwards onto the couch and leaning over her, trying to pin her down as she used one hand to hold a claw down and the other to pull on the loosely hanging feathers at the front of her head.

“Get off me!” Gilda cried out, arching her back and swiping a claw into Trixie’s face, Trixie cowering back and holding the small cut on her face with a loud yelp. Gilda’s angry face soon turned into a grin. Trixie wasn’t finished yet…

Gilda sat up slightly, panting. “Did that feel good or what?” Gilda taunted, sitting up entirely, before the midnight blue Unicorn lashed out at her, grabbing her claws and slamming them down onto the couch strongly, Gilda trying to get her claws free, squirming as Trixie applied pressure onto them. “L-lousy cheap whore!” Gilda screamed out, arching her back to try and break out of the pin.

The strong Griffon began kicking at Trixie’s belly, Trixie cowering back, and letting go of Gilda’s talons as Gilda leaped up and grabbed Trixie’s hair once again, yanking and pulling hard as she shoved her to a wall and pressed her breasts up against Trixie’s. Trixie struggled against Gilda as their eyes met, both of them carrying a look of anger as Gilda tightened her grip on Trixie’s hair. Trixie yelped, her head tilting upwards as her arms began to flail about, slapping the Griffon in the back.

Trixie pushed herself against the Griffon who had her pinned against the wall, but didn’t manage to succeed in pushing her off. She wrapped her loose arms around Gilda, before shoving herself into Gilda despite her hair being pulled violently. The shove was strong enough to knock Gilda onto her back, Trixie landing on top of her and soon tightening her grip on Gilda to try and break her back. The feathery Griffon’s grip loosened on Trixie’s mane as she felt her strength get taken away, her back arching under the pressure as the half naked mare on top of her squeezed ever so tightly.

“G-gah!! Stop!!” Gilda begged, her shirt beginning to tear downwards slowly as her grip tightened. “S-stop, I say!!”

Trixie grinned while staring into Gilda’s cringing eyes, the Griffon trying to roll her off but the blue Unicorn interlocked her legs with Gilda’s, the shirt tearing faster as she squeezed her tightly. Gilda let out a groan, a loud and slow groan as her tits pushed through the shirt, slowly ripping it. Cotton strings began to rip apart as the gap widened, the large D cup breasts pushing further and forcing the shirt to open and reveal her now shiny breasts. Her arms fell to the floor as Trixie squeezed on her, the rest of the shirt tearing in half as the white top fell to the floor after splitting all the way.

The Griffon panted rapidly, trying to get out of the grip as her arms felt useless. She lifted her arms and used the palm of her talons to push at Trixie’s face, but she wouldn’t budge. The unicorn on top of her bit her lip and took heavy breaths to retain her own strength on the grip around the Griffon. Gilda gritted her teeth, and then soon managed to roll Trixie onto her back, their legs separating. Trixie tried to climb back up, but Gilda soon slammed her talon onto the Unicorn’s neck and then used one finger of her claws to tear the bra from her body, Trixie’s small B cup breasts breaking from the bra which contained them.

“H-hey!!” Trixie choked, slapping Gilda, but the griffon only sat on top of her, forcing the other talon onto her neck and tightening her grip, Trixie now sweating from all the effort she was putting in to get the strong female Griffon off of her.

“I got you now, bitch!!” Gilda growled, hunching over and staring into her eyes as she grinned, her muscular Griffon body peering over the helpless Trixie. She squeezed ever so tightly on the neck of the Unicorn, her horn beginning to glow faintly as the air was stolen from her lungs. “Using magic you can’t even use? Please, that’s cheating!!”

Trixie however regained some strength. She grasped the talons which gripped her neck and began pushing them off of her neck slowly. The Griffon’s eyes widened in shock as she struggled to contain the Unicorn below her. Trixie soon shoved Gilda off and onto her back, quickly lifting herself up onto her hooves and running towards her bed. The female who she had knocked over wasn’t down for long. Upon lifting herself, Gilda ran after her, grabbing Trixie by the cape and pulling on it, preventing Trixie from reaching her bed.

“G-get off my cape, you’re going to rip it!!” Trixie screamed, slapping Gilda’s talons. She didn’t let go. Gilda pulled her in close so that their beak and muzzle touched. The Griffon tore at the cape, ripping it from Trixie’s back so that all she wore was her panties and nothing else.

She grabbed Trixie by the neck once more, and the other talon grabbing her right wrist before shoving her down onto the bed and holding her down. Trixie’s back arched over the edge of the bed so that she was on her back, and that her legs were kicking away at the Griffon’s legs helplessly. Once again, Gilda tightened her grip on her neck, panting with sweat slowly trickling down her face and down her body as she hunched over her again, but Trixie used her free hand to slap Gilda. The Griffon grew angry and soon pressed herself down onto Trixie, their tits pressing against each other as Trixie struggled underneath her, panting rapidly. The Griffon wasn’t strong enough…

Trixie soon shoved her free hand into Gilda’s face, pushing the Griffon off with ease and soon laying on top of her and holding her arms down. Gilda’s body tensed up, shoving her arms out of the weak grip and strangling the mare on top of her. Trixie’s body was pushed off of Gilda’s body slightly She used both arms, as Trixie grabbed hold of both talons and choked, wincing and glaring at the Griffon below her before Gilda threw Trixie off and quickly pinned her down, pressing her body down onto Trixie’s, and interlocking her feathery legs with Trixie’s legs, struggling to keep her contained.

The Unicorn’s hands pushed into the Griffon’s face, Gilda pushing her talons into the face of Trixie, both of their heads tilting upwards from the force which they had both applied. Trixie attempted to unlock her legs, but Gilda’s legs were too strong and she kept them in the lock despite all of Trixie’s effort to escape the pin. With enough force, Trixie rolled Gilda onto her back despite the interlocked legs, both of them still shoving their palms into each others’ faces as Trixie soon began to wrestle with Gilda’s arms to try and hold them down.

“Stay down, you no-good feather-slut!” she roared out, glaring at the Griffon below her as she shoved one of her arms onto the ground, but the free arm of the Griffon gripped the Unicorn’s other arm. She screamed, trying to get her arm free with Gilda trying to roll her off.

“Big. Fat. Fake!” The Griffon soon rolled her off and soon pinned Trixie back down, managing to keep their legs interlocked. Both of them stared into each others’ eyes with looks of pure hatred, Gilda on top of the Unicorn below her with their breasts pressed against each other. Gilda tried to hold one of her arms down, but the mare beneath her reached an arm up. The Griffon caught the Unicorn’s arm in the tight grip of her talon, while her other talon was held in a firm grip by Trixie.

The Unicorn struggled to get out of the shirtless Griffon’s grip at this point… She tried to sway her off, but her legs were held in the lock and she was unable to throw her off. Gilda grinned, and kept her angry eyes fixed on Trixie’s anger filled eyes as she continued to win the fight.

“R-ready to give up, you phoney?!” Gilda roared, panting in unison with the mare below her. The mare slowly shook her head, but found herself giving up way too soon despite all of her effort to win. “T-this is too easy… Just give up!”

Trixie huffed heavily, trying to break out of the pin, trying to get out from underneath the muscular Griffon on top of her. She couldn’t. She released her grip of the talon she held, Gilda slamming the arm down, before easily slamming the other down and staring at her as she still remained on top of her. After a couple of heavy breaths, Gilda soon kissed Trixie on the lips, Trixie’s eyes widening as the stranger kissed her on the lips deeply. She pulled away from the kiss, and climbed off of Trixie to free her from the pin, the weak mare on the floor unable to move.

The large Griffon walked over to the remains of her shirt, picking them up and covering her breasts with them, before opening the door and glancing back to the tired mare on the floor.

“I’d like a second round with you,” Gilda said with a flirtatious tone. “That was pretty fun, and you’re pretty good for a dweeb.” She left with a slam of the door, Trixie unable to answer or even speak from all the energy she had wasted on the fight she had with the intruder.

Trixie just grinned, and closed her eyes…

Author's Note

For those who are confused to why Trixie DIDN'T use magic, I shall answer your question. I wanted it to be more physical, and less power based.

First time I've put something visual to text, really. I've put hella' amounts of detail in, and according to my pre-readers, I did a good job. So big thanks to them for pre-reading it. :pinkiehappy: