The Deeper Side of Magic

It’s been a couple weeks now since you lashed out at Ponyville to protect Trixie. Things between the two of you have only gotten better since that incident. You share the same bed, house, and are always together on a daily basis. You’re starting to feel like you’re truly in love or the first time. You wish things could actually be as perfect they sound. Outside the house Trixie is treated horribly. Ponies mock her in the streets, shops, and even the square being called things along the lines of liar, fraud, and fake. You had hoped trying to convince your six friends would turn Ponyville back on Trixie’s side, but for all intents and purposes it seemed to have failed. You’ve caught your marefriend on more than one occasion broke down in tears.

You hadn’t spoken to Twilight, AJ, RD, or Spike since that public incident. It’s difficult to just take her out to eat without somepony pointing a hoof, and laughing or insulting her in any way possible. After all the things that have happened you finally see the true face Ponyville hides. The town is a fickle place with townsponies whom will turn on you in a heartbeat if they have anything they disapprove of. You wish you could make Trixie feel better. After all none of it is truly her fault.

After not being able to sleep you decided to take a walk through Ponyville Park at night, and sit against your favorite oak tree to try and clear your head.

Amazing how a small misunderstanding, and a few bad opinions can turn an entire town against you. You think shaking your head in frustration. You throw your head back against the oak with more force then you planned. Aching pain ran through your head as you felt the spot you had hit against the tree.

“That’s gonna be sore tomorrow.” You say with a frustrated sigh. “Why is everything so complicated?” You question to yourself.

Everything seemed to have gone to hell around you Ponyville hates both Trixie and you, your friendships are coming apart at the seams, and you can barely do anything to stop it. You’ve wondered if defending her was actually the right thing to do. The conclusion was always that it was indeed the right course of action. It felt like more than defending a pony you had just recently met.

It felt like you were defending something more. She was your mare and nopony will degrade her without having to deal with you too. Her show life is doomed to fail now. Word travels fast around Equestria she’d be a laughing stock anywhere she goes. The way you see it you are the last array of happiness she has, and if it’s enough to keep her happy and see her smile. Then you’ll be happy as long as she’s with you.

“Hey why are you out here so late?” A sweet voice breaks you out of your thoughts.

Trixie is standing just a few feet away curiously smiling at you. She still looks half asleep and her normally perfect mane is disheveled.

“Oh hey girl. I couldn’t sleep so I decided to take a walk around the park and sit under our favorite tree to clear my head.” You smile back at her and motion for her to come sit by you.

Trixie slowly trots over and lies down against you.

“You really should be back in bed with your arms around me. I get cold you know.” She giggles at her teasing joke giving you the urge to rectify that situation immediately. You stealthy slide both arms around her waist and pull her onto your lap. The blue pony coos softly at your warm embrace as you rest your head on her small shoulder. You run a hand through her mane slowly trying to straighten the tangled hairs out.

“Any better?” You ask nuzzling her cheek.

“Mmmmhmmm this feels nice. I guess I’m glad I came out to look for you tonight.” Trixie says with a sigh of delight.

“I’m sorry about how things have been lately. I wish I could do more to make the citizens of Ponyville understand. You know that Ursa Minor wasn’t your fault.”

“I know. I just feel like I could have done more to prevent it from happening. I just wish things were normal, but I still have you though.” Trixie turns her head to face you and presses her against yours without a moment’s hesitation. You eagerly return her passion before parting.

You look up at Luna’s moon as it shines its radiant white glow down on the town. “You know I’ve always liked the moon and the nighttime. It’s more of a softer time period than during the hectic hours of the day.”

“I know it’s more comfortable too. In the right conditions of course.” Trixie says flicking her tail against your legs lightly.

You shift and slide out from under your mare and stand to your feet.

“I suppose we should be heading back home huh?” You ask extending your hand to help her to her hooves.

Trixie huffs at you for ruining the pleasant moment. She lets you take her hoof and lift her up to all four hooves.

“Well look what we have here. The psychopath and the fraud showpony both out here in the park together.”

You cringe at the sound of that voice, knowing exactly the pony to which it belongs too.

“Ok Caramel what do you want?” You ask already knowing where this is probably going to go. You turn to face the intruding caramel colored pony.

“Well I was just taking my mare here for a nice romantic walk, and I happened to see you two cast outs ruining our nice park with your presence. So if you two would be so kind as to just get lost everything would be all good.”

You chuckle at his idle threats. “Caramel why are you always picking fights with somepony you really shouldn’t screw around with . The only reason you aren’t on your back right now with a broken jaw is because I don’t want to upset the ladies here.”

“At least I’m dating somepony honest. Your mare if you can even call her that is a liar and fraud. She tricked all of Ponyville into believing she’s all-powerful when she’s just a bigheaded fake. So why defend her?”

You clench your hands into a fist, rage searing over you like a flood of hot water. “Ok you have to the count of my lucky number seven to apologize to Trixie, or else I’ll make you experience a new kind of pain. She’s my mare. My special somepony, and I will defend her till the love runs out. ONE.” You shout out loud.

The mare Caramel is with speaks up for the first time to try to convince him to apologize. “Caramel honey you really should apologize for being so rude.”

“I’m not backing down from a pansy like this asshole.”

“TWO..” The key to any fight is to stay calm and smart. You think to yourself

“Bring it you two-legged S.O.B.”

“THREE. Trixie dear stand back would you.” Trixie nods, and backs up knowing once your fired up she can’t shake you out of it.

“Come on then hit me.” Caramel taunts.

“FOUR.” You take Big Boss’ stance. Remember the basics of CQC. You tell yourself.

“SEVEN!” Caramel shouts and begins rushing at you headfirst.

With a quick sidestep you dodge and seize the opportunity to strike at the pressure point between his shoulder blades causing his upper body seize up. You grab his right forehoof and pin it too his back. With a twist of your wrist you stretch is upper right leg out as far as it will go before dropping your elbow down on it. The strong leg bone snaps in two with a loud “CRACK” forcing Caramel to the ground wailing and sobbing in pain.

“I think that about deals with him.” You call over to Trixie who’s looking at you in shocked amazement. You smirk confidently at the crumpled crying Caramel lying on the ground. “Hey I warned you, but you had to be a smartass. Next time think about who you are insulting first. For good measure you give him a powerful kick the genitals. The already crying Caramel begins wailing in pain. “As Bruce Willis said take away his weapon. Both of them.” You laugh at that quote from Sin City before turning to face the horrified looking mare Caramel was with. You squat down so you are at the same height as her. “What’s your name Miss?” You ask her calmly.

“I...i.i.it’s Tulip Fields.”

“Well Miss Tulip go on your way and next time make a better choice in colts. You’re very pretty and could do a lot better than this asshole.” Tulip hurriedly nods and quickly runs the other direction.

“Ok Trixie ready to head home now.”

“Definitely.”

The two of you keep a steady pace as you make your way through the park in the direction of your happily shared home. Trixie looks at you puzzled clearly she is thinking about something.

“What’s on your mind?” You ask confused.

“Oh I’m just wondering where you learned to fight like that? That was amazing how you put him down so easily.”

“You can thank a game called Metal Gear Solid 3:Snake Eater for that. First time I saw Big Boss fight hand to hand combat I new I wanted to learn the CQC technique.”

“Haha I don’t know what that is.”

“I know, but you asked so I answered.”

“What is CQC?”

“It’s short for Close Quarters Combat. It’s fairly simple to learn, but using it effectively is the hard part.”

You and Trixie arrive quickly arrive home, and the only thing you can think about is sleep when you open the door. You head upstairs throw your shirt off and climb into bed. Trixie follows suit. You hope to get at least a couple hours of sleep before morning.

Morning quickly arrives as Celestia’s sun hits the horizon warm orange beams shine through your window hitting your eyes, and forcing you awake. You can hear a faint knock on the door downstairs.

That doesn’t sound like hooves.You think to yourself.

You slowly slide out of bed being careful not to disturb Trixie whom is fast asleep with a faint smile on her face. You grab a simple whit T-shirt and pull it over your bare chest before descending the stairs. The knocking continues much louder now. You cross over to the door and pull it open.

“Yes?” You say a little irritated with the early visitor. You look down to see small purple dragon standing at your doorstep. “Spike what are you doing here?”

Spike kicks at the wood in the doorway before answering. “H...Hey can we talk?”

“I don’t see why not.” You step outside and shut the door behind you. You check your watch before sitting down.

9:00 not bad.

You turn and face Spike whom seems a little less intimidated now that you’re sitting.

“So what’s up?”

“Well I came over here to say I’m sorry. I mean about Trixie and all that. I just didn’t know she was actually not half bad.”

“An apology is definitely a good start little man, but I overheard all of yours and Twilight’s conversation a couple weeks ago. You definitely tried your best to convince Twilight to show her up. I can prove it because I have that whole conversation written down.”

“What! You heard all that?”

“Oh yes.”

“Sorry about that too I guess.”

“Hey Spike. We're cool man. No problems just respect Trixie from now. She isn’t what everypony believes she is.”

“I understand. Oh and I heard about Caramel. That was you who did that wasn’t it.”

“Yeah I did. I’m not proud of it, but that asshole had it coming.”

“Haha I bet. Remind me never to really get on your bad side.”

“Will do Spike.” You smile trying to brush off the fact you basically turned Caramel into half a man or stallion as the ponies say.

“Ok then I’m off to Rarity’s. Later man.”

“Later Spike.”

You chuckle at the thought of you knocking Caramel down a few pegs last night.

Damn. word travels fast around Ponyville. Haha I wonder how long it Caramel to limp and hobble to Ponyville Hospital.

You head back inside and make pancakes with scrambled eggs to surprise Trixie. You set the plates of food on the table and decide to wait for your mare to wake up rather than do it yourself. The past few weeks you’ve rapidly learned and adapted to her usual patterns in the mornings. So you know that in a few minutes she will be up and about.

Sure enough a little over eight minutes pass by and you can hear rustling coming from your bedroom. Followed by a soft-eyed Trixie stepping down the stairs. Her mane and tail a matted mess

“Good morning sunshine decided to get up bright and early I see.” You tease her as she sits down in the chair across from you.

“Oh hush you. I didn’t get my beauty sleep last night because we were out spooning in the public park till three in the morning, and you were beating up stallions that insulted me.” She says pointing a hoof at you.

“Well yeah kinda. It was just Caramel, and He kinda deserved it after all the hurtful things he said to you.” You reply sheepishly shrugging your shoulders and eating up one of your pancakes.

“Here is a great conversation starter!” She exclaims eating her eggs.

“A what’s that?”

“Did you really mean what you said in the park?”

“What did I say? It’s kinda all a blur now.”

“That you’d defend me till the love ran out. Do you.....love...me?”

You can tell this question is beyond important to her as every word she says with deadly seriousness.

“I was actually waiting to tell you that when the time was right. Last night I got so caught up in the moment I let it slip. So yeah I considering everything that’s happened I do love you....a lot.”

You knew that was the truth, and you could see her face light up when she heard that you loved her.

“And considering all we’ve been through together in this short time period I love you too.” She says finishing her breakfast

You shiver a little at her words

“So what are we going to do today?” she asks with a curious expression.

“Well considering Rarity gave me the week off to be with you. I was thinking we could just go meet John and Fluttershy at a bar, and relax a little.”

“I really like that idea let’s go.”

You take the pair of plates and put them in the sink to be washed later. You and Trixie head upstairs to get ready for an afternoon at the bar. You throw on some blue jean pants, and purple three-button pullover shirt. You slide on your favorite pair of tennis shoes and comb your hair for good measure. Trixie levitates a brush over and you take it from her magical grip.

“I’ll gladly do that.” You wink at her to get your point across.

Trixie sighs and climbs up onto the bed and moves herself in between your legs. You slowly begin to brush out her mane and drift your left arm around her waist.

“You know I meant it when I said I would always defend you right? Nopony deserves the amount of hate your getting over nothing.”

“I know one thing. This feels great I should let you brush my mane more often.”

“I’d gladly brush it any time you want me too. I consider myself lucky that you’re just in my life.”

You exchange the brush for your comb and begin to work at the curled portions of the blue mare’s mane.

“I’m glad to be in your life or our life I guess no.....OOOOWWWWW that hurts.”

You tighten your arm around her waist so she can’t squirm out of your grip.

“Of course it hurts you’ve got several knots in your hair, and my comb is the best thing to use on the parts of your mane that curl up like this. So settle down and let me work ok.”

Trixie groans in annoyance as you begin combing out the second curl at the back end of her mane.

“Owwww that hurts.”

“Oh stop complaining. I’m about done.”

You finish and lean back admiring the two perfect curls in her mane.

“Not too bad if I do say so myself, for a little pain it looks great.” You smile and look at Trixie who looks marginally unenthused.

“Want me to brush your tail too?” You ask with a laugh.

“No I’m not gonna let you take a comb to it too.” You get up off the bed, and check yourself in the mirror while Trixie brushes out her tail. You pick up your comb and place it back in the bathroom.

“So we ready to go?” You ask her.

“I guess so. Where are we going exactly, and are we going to get John and Fluttershy or do they already know?”

“They already know. John and I set this get together up about a week ago, and we are going to Mixers Bar. It’s a new place in town.”

“Ok then let’s get moving.” Trixie says with a bright smile.

The two you of head downstairs and swiftly exit the house. You check your watch and note that it’s fifteen minutes till noon. You can’t help, but look around angrily as ponies point, snicker, and talk about you and Trixie. You loosely hear hurtful things like fraud, liars, and freaks thrown around the chattering townsponies.

Finally tiring of it you turn to a group of mares that were pointing and laughing at you.

“IF YOU THINK WE’RE THAT FUNNY THEN TAKE A PICTURE IT WILL LAST LONGER!” You shout angrily.

“Hey calm down.” Trixie says soothingly and rubbing a hoof along your back.

“I’m just so sick of the everyday bullshit, and the way they treat us.”

“Well shouting won’t do anything about it.”

“It might.” You grumble annoyed

“No it won’t you’ll just get them more riled up about us.”

You both continue making your way to the bar. You finally arrive at a rather ornate building with a green roof and bright sign depicting the words Mixers Bar. You hold the door open for Trixie and follow behind her. The bar was a little on the ornate side. The tables are made of a polished spruce wood, and the chairs a shiny oak wood. The bar was standard square shaped, but the back of it was lined with every kind of drink imaginable a few you knew. The majority you didn’t. Overall it was nice for a new bar in town. Though it isn’t overly crowded right now due to the daytime.

You spot Fluttershy and John sitting at booth towards the back of the bar. You and John met last Wednesday. He is a really nice guy and you figure the perfect partner for Fluttershy. You came to realize he is a pacifist and for the past week he’s never once shown he has a temper. You two hit it off well and quickly became friends. It was nice to have a human friend in Equestria. Not that there is anything wrong with the ponies you’ve gotten so familiar to seeing. It’s just nice to have a little human contact again.

You and Trixie make your way past the empty tables and chairs, and take your seats in the booth with your friends.

“Sup guys.” You say with a friendly smile

“Oh you know taking care of animals, trying to find work, and living the with the best pony in Equestria.” John says nuzzling Fluttershy’s cheek

“Stop it. N...not right now.” Fluttershy stutters. A little embarrassed from the public affection.

“So how are you and Trixie doing?” Fluttershy asks relaxing a little and blush fading away.

“Oh I don’t know. We are getting by. Our public appeal hasn’t really improved the last two weeks.” You shrug before leaning back and closing your eyes.

“He did turn Caramel into half a stallion last night. Didn’t you hun.” Trixie says.

“Really? you think it’s best to enter the conversation with that ?” You tease her slightly annoyed.

“Oh yeah I heard about that. Nice job dude we heard Caramel fell on the ground crying because you broke one of his legs. They say he’ll be in the hospital for another week,” John smiles at you.

“I didn’t want too or plan too. He came up on us in the park. He started being an ass, and insulting Trixie. It’s fine if people insult me, but nobody or pony will treat her so poorly when I’m around.” You say confidently.

A waitress trots over and asks your table for drink orders.

“Oh we aren’t eating today just getting together to talk.” Fluttershy answers sweetly

“Oh ok then well if you need something just wave me over.” The waitress says trotting off to another table.

“So what kinda job you looking for man?” You ask him

“I’m trying to go for something simple, so I don’t have to work all day.”

“I could probably get you a job at Carousel Boutique if you need.”

“Nah I saw yesterday that Sugarcube Corner has a position open so I was planning on talking to Pinkie about it soon. Besides fashion has never really been my thing.”

You both turn your attention to your mares’ conversation.

“Just give everypony some time they’ll come around eventually Trixie. No need to worry too much. I’ve known your coltfriend or boyfriend as John says for a while, and I know he will stand by you to the end.”

Fluttershy always knows just what to say to cheer someone or somepony up. You think.

The two mares don’t even seem to notice you and John had stopped talking and are now listening.

“Did he tell you he loves you yet?” Fluttershy asks changing the subject.

“Yeah he did this morning. Though he kinda let it slip last night when he was broke Caramel’s leg.” Trixie says smiling at the thought of you defending her. “I How about you Shy did John tell you yet?”

“Oh yes he did. It was ever so sweet. Ever since we met I had been waiting for him to say it.” Fluttershy says excitedly.

“How long have you two been dating?”

“Oh a little over three weeks now, but I knew when we met that I was in love.”

“Well I’ll save you our story because I’m sure you know must of it.”

“Yep I told Fluttershy everything.” You say cutting in.

“We were listening to the whole conversation.” John points out to them.

“Well well well. Look what we have here. A human, a mare, a freak, and a fake.” You hear a couple laughs match the insults.

A trio of stallions stood next to your table. None of them you knew by name, but you do loosely remember seeing them around with Caramel. Meaning either he sent them or they are here for revenge on their own accord.

“Friends of Caramel I’m guessing.” You say looking up. You smile on the inside knowing you are exactly their size when sitting.

“That’s right we are here to fuck you up for humiliating Caramel.” The lead grey one says.

“You can try.” You taunt.

In terms of bulk you’ve never had huge steroid like muscles, but when it comes to skill you are always confident in hand-to-hand combat or as ponies would say hand-to-hoof, and as insensitive as it is fighting ponies is much easier being they have no fingers grab you with. Fighting was never something you liked anyway. Learning CQC was more for your self-defense then a means to cause harm. You’ve only ever fought when it was necessary, and right now it’s damn well necessary.

“We don’t understand why you protect this bitch of a marefriend you have, but we are gonna show you HUMAN that certain actions come with consequences.”

“I’d like to see you try. You have to the count of seven to apologize to Trixie before all three of you end up joining Caramel in the hospital. ONE...” You shout out. The entire bar clears the floor leaving just you, John, Fluttershy, Trixie, and the bar’s owner left in the building.

“Gentlecolts take this outside please.” The bar owner pleads.

“TWO...” You yell taking the classic Big Boss stance.

The grey stallion ignores the rest of your countdown, and charges you head first. You sidestep easily avoiding the reckless rush. You stick your foot out tripping the charging grey pony causing him to crash into one the barroom tables.

“Next.” You say pointing a finger at the two brown earth ponies.

Seeing them shocked at the easy defeat of their ringleader you make the next move. Catching one of brown stallions by the mane you force him onto his back hooves and wrap your arm around his throat.

With push of your knee you force your hostage’s right hoof out. You stamp your foot onto the exposed joint causing it to snap like a branch. The brown pony wails in pain, and begins thrashing around. You throw him against the one stallion still standing forcing him off-balance. You take the opportunity to deliver a powerful punch directly to the last stallion’s muzzle. The brown pony stumbles back his muzzle dripping with fresh blood. The brown ponies flee the bar as fast as possible leaving their leader alone. You walk over and grab the grey stallion’s mane. You begin to drag him towards the door.

“F...fuck you and Trixie. She caused all these problems in Ponyville. You hear me BITCH YOU CAUSED ALL OF THIS.” He screams in both a mix of anger, and pain.

Tired of listening to him run his mouth off you shove your knee against his throat cutting off his oxygen. It only takes a couple of minutes for the grey pony to go unconscious. You drop him outside and reenter the bar. Fluttershy is against the back wall shaking in what to you looks like fear, if the look on her face is any evidence. John has no visible emotions apparent. You have to admit he wears a damn good poker face. It’s Trixie’s reaction that really upsets you. She has her face hidden behind her hooves, and you can tell she is fighting the urge to cry. Hey guys I’m going to take Trixie home. You check your watch and see that it’s 3:30 before waving goodbye to John, and Fluttershy.

“I’m sorry guys.” You say putting Trixie’s legs around you and picking her up. You throw a bag of bits onto the counter of the partially wrecked bar. “I hope this covers some of the damages.” You tell the owner before leaving.

The walk home feels like a ten-mile hike as you reflect on everything that happened. You shake your worries off as you hit the door of your house. Trixie’s face is still buried in your shirt.

Good she’s asleep. I think we both need some early rest today. You think.

You unlock the door and step inside. You flip a few lights on, and carry Trixie upstairs. You enter the bedroom and softly lay Trixie on the bed. You sit down on the edge of soft bed, and take your shirt and belt off. You toss them to the corner of the room, and rub your face with your hands.

“Can things get any worse?” You mutter quietly.

You turn the bedroom lights off and climb into bed. You wrap your arms around your sleeping marefriend, and let sleep’s embrace slowly take you.

~-~

Night has fallen over Equestria. A storm rages furiously as the lone sound of hooves rings out in the streets. A shop door opens signaling the sound of customer by the slight tinkling of a bell. A cloaked pony rummages through miscellaneous objects in the store. Tossing a few books here and there, and picking up a small zebra skull.

“May I help you traveler?” a weathered grey pony wearing glasses asks the cloaked mare. “Mmmm something drew you to my shop. Something powerful.” He continues.

The cloaked pony points too a grey amulet in the shape of shield. A bright red gem decorates the center of it. Two black wings tipped with red extend out the top and the head of a unicorn protrudes between the black wings. The amulet clearly possesses an ominous aura.

“Ahhh you have a keen eye the Alicorn Amulet is one of the most mysterious and powerful of all the known magical charms.” He smiles pointing too it with a hoof.

The cloaked pony steps forward to try to take it from its shelf.

“Ahhh I’m afraid not this is far too dangerous.”

A large bag of bits lands on the counter spilling its golden contents.

The cloaked pony smiles deviously gazing upon the powerful artifact.

“Now I can fix everything, and make it all ok. For....him.” The cloaked pony sighs shedding a single tear.