My Little Foils

Chapters

Welcome to Ponyville.
The Trials of Nightmare Moon
Wanna Hang Out?
Lightning Pride
Loss in Las Pegasus

Welcome to Ponyville.

“Daddy, Daddy, tell Trixie a story,” demanded a little blue Unicorn filly as her father tucked her into bed. An older, dark blue Unicorn stallion raised a brow.

“What do we say, Trixie?”

“Um, please tell Trixie a story?” asked the filly. She gave her father big sad puppy dog eyes for effect. Her father chuckled in amusement.

“Alright, Sweetie, which story do you want Daddy to tell?” he asked.

“Hmm. . .” Trixie rubbed her chin as she thought of what story she wanted to hear. To her left, was a small bookshelf that all sorts of stories she loved to hear, but Daddy had already read all of them to her. “Tell me your favorite story.” Daddy looked confused.

“My favorite story?” he asked. Trixie nodded her head. “I don’t know it’s kind of scary.”

“Pfft, Trixie isn’t afraid of anything,” Trixie scoffed with a wave of her hoof. “Especially when Daddy’s there to keep her safe.” Her father chuckled again.

“Well, alright then,” he said. “A very long time ago there were two sisters. Both of them were very gifted and had important jobs to keep Equestria safe.”

“Like the Princess?” asked Trixie.

“Yes,” replied Daddy. “Very much like the Princess. And like the Princess, these two sisters controlled the day and night. The elder sister ruled over the day while her younger sister was the guardian of the night. Both sisters worked very hard to make sure both the day and night were beautiful, however, only the elder sister was thanked for her hard work.”

“Aaw, that’s not fair.”

“The younger sister didn’t think so either. Finally, there came a night where she refused to lower the moon to make room for the sun. The younger sister became so corrupted by hatred and jealousy that she became an evil but powerful force of darkness: Nightmare Moon!”

“Ooooo. . .” Trixie sat up in her bed. “What did the older sister do?”

“Unfortunately, the older sister had to use ancient magical relics called The Elements of Harmony to seal her sister away in the moon. That’s where they say the Mare in the Moon comes from.” Trixie looked out the window by her bed and saw the dark image of a mare on the moon’s surface. She sat back in bed with a solemn expression.

“That’s more of a sad story than a scary one,” she said. Daddy sighed and nodded.

“It is. But legends say the younger sister will come back.”

“Will she get along with her big sister?” asked Trixie.

“I don’t know. I hope so. I think that would make them both very happy.”

“Yeah, and then Trixie could put on a cebala-, celebry, cel-e-bra-tor-y show for them!” said Trixie excitedly. Daddy chuckled.

“I’m sure they’d like that very much,” he said. “But you can’t put on a show if you’re tired.” Trixie nodded and lay back down in her bed. “Even the greatest and most powerful unicorn’s need sleep.” Daddy tucked her in and gave her a kiss on her head. “Goodnight, Trixie.”

“Goodnight, Daddy.” Trixie watched as Daddy left her room and closed the door. “Don’t worry, Sisters,” Trixie said softly. “You’ll be together again someday. And it’ll be the best day ever.”

Fifteen years later. . .

The small town of Ponyville was abuzz with excitement and anticipation. Tomorrow was the Summer Sun Celebration, and while this was normally a very busy holiday in Ponyville, this year’s celebration was twice as exciting since Equestria’s ruler, Princess Celestia, was coming to celebrate it there. No one could remember the last time Celestia spent the celebration anywhere other than Canterlot. This was a huge honor. Mayor Mare had the most capable ponies she could find making sure everything was perfect for the Princess’ arrival, and everypony in town was dedicated to helping.

Well, almost everypony.

Trudging into town pulling a large trailer behind her was a blue unicorn mare with a purple cape and hood with a Cutie Mark of a crescent moon and wand. She was not one of the town’s normal residents and was unaware of all the excitement. Not that she cared. The unicorn was only there to have a safe place to park her trailer for the night and maybe put on a show if she could.

“Trixiiiee,” whined a purple and green dragon poking his head out of the trailer window. “Can I come out now? You know I hate being cooped up in here.” The blue unicorn sighed in irritation. Her small companion had been pestering her the whole trip that day.

“Yes, Scales, you can come out now,” she said. The door to the trailer opened and out leapt the baby dragon. He stretched his arms and legs while letting out a loud grunt.

“Aaah, that’s much better,” said Scales. “Travelling is so exhausting.”

“You don’t say,” said Trixie dryly. Scales chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Heh, heh, sorry, Trixie,” he apologized. “At least we found a town to stay tonight.” Trixie smiled and parked the trailer by a small well in the middle of town. Scales helped her get unhitched from the wagon. “That must feel better, right?” Trixie stretched out her back and rolled her shoulders.

“Much better,” she said. “Scales, could you grab me some water.”

“Uh-huh, sure,” said Scales compliantly. He scurried into the trailer and came out with a large glass of water. Trixie took picked it up with her magic. “I put some ice in it for you.”

“Thanks,” said Trixie. She took a drink and let the cool icy liquid pour down her throat and refresh her. She was grateful for Scales’ sensitivity.

“So why did I have to be all cooped up to begin with anyway?” asked Scales.

“I already told you this,” said Trixie doing little to hide her annoyance. “We had to travel through the Everfree Forest to get here and I didn’t want you to get lost or taken by some wild animal.” Scales crossed his arms and huffed.

“You don’t have to worry about me!” he said. “I could totally take on anything that tried to mess with us!” To prove a point, Scales let out a burst of green fire.

“AH!” screamed Trixie as she ducked just in time. The flames went over her head and simply singed the tip of her hat. She glared at the baby dragon who was now nervously wringing his tail. “I also didn’t want to risk you starting a forest fire. Again!”

“Hey, it was only a small one!” Scales said defensively. Trixie raised a brow and stared at him unamused. “Well, um, uh, do you think you’ll put on a show today?” he asked desperately trying to change the subject. Trixie rolled her eyes and decided to go along with it.

“I don’t know,” she said standing up. She scanned the town and noticed that everypony seemed to be rather anxious. Some were setting up decorations while others were clearing the streets or setting up flowers. She noticed the shops were closed as well. “Doesn’t seem like anyone would come to watch.”

“That’s because they wouldn’t.” Trixie jumped at the sudden new voice. The whirled around and found herself staring at a gray Earth Pony mare with a purple mane and tail and wearing a blue gray frock and black belt.

“Hey, don’t sneak up on ponies like that!” scolded Scales.

“Sorry,” said the mare in a flat, monotone voice. “I just heard you wondering why everypony seemed so busy and thought I’d answer.”

“Oh,” said Trixie. “Well, um, what is everyone’s big deal?”

“It’s the Summer Sun Celebration,” said the gray mare. “Princess Celestia herself is coming.”

“Really?” asked Trixie.

“Wow, that’s so cool!” said Scales excitedly.

“Yeah, we’re all very excited,” said the mare. However, neither her voice nor her face betrayed any indication of excitement.

“Uuuhh, yeeeaah,” said Trixie. She turned her attention to Scales. “Well, guess that means we won’t be putting on a show. There’s no way that even the Great and Powerful Trixie can compete with a Princess.” Scales nodded. “You didn’t have to agree!”

“Oh, um, sorry!” Scales quickly apologized.

“You’re a performer?” asked the mare.

“Why, yes,” said Trixie confidently. “You are looking at the Great and Power-”

“Yeah, I already caught that,” the mare interrupted. Trixie was thrown off by the gray mare’s blunt interruption.

“Well, excuse you!” she said. “And just who do you think you are interrupting Trixie?” Scales glared at the mare and nodded.

“My name is Maud,” said the mare. “And if you’re a performer, I would speak to Suri Polomare. She’s the one the mayor put in charge of the festival. She might appreciate having someone perform before the Princess arrives.”

“So, you would demean Trixie to a simple opening act?!” shouted Trixie. “Trixie has never had such an insult spoken to her like that her entire life!”

“Yeah!” added Scales.

“Do you always talk like that?” asked Maud.

“Yeah!” replies Scales.

“Scaaales?!” snapped Trixie.

“Sorry!”

“It wasn’t an insult,” said Maud. “I just thought you would appreciate the opportunity to perform. I’m sure you would be rewarded for your services.”

“We do need the bits,” Scales reminded. Trixie tapped her hoof against her chin as she thought over the offer.

“Very well,” she said. “Trixie will look into your offer. Would you be so kind as to show Trixie to this, Suri Polormare?”

“Sure,” said Maud. “Just one thing.”

“What?”

“Stop talking in the third person. It’s annoying.” Despite her words, Maud’s appearance remained neutral although her voice did seem to carry some hint of irritation in it. Trixie and Scales just looked at each other confused, then back at Maud.

“Well. If you insist. Trixie, er, uh, I mean, I could oblige you on that.”

“Great. Follow me.”

***

“Step right up, step right up” shouted a Unicorn stallion with a red mustache. “Get you Summer Sun Celebration souvenirs right here!” Trixie, Scales, and Maud approached the only vendor stall that was still open. Two Unicorn stallions with red and white mane and tails, wearing blue and white striped vests, red bowties, and flat straw hats were selling various souvenirs such as t-shirts, hats, and even a couple of Princess Celestia plushies.

“Who are they?” asked Scales.

“The Flim and Flam brothers,” said Maud. “A couple of salesponies. They’re always the first ones to try and make a profit when the opportunity arises.”

“Seize the day types, eh?” asked Trixie. “I can respect that.”

“They’re good at their jobs,” said Maud. “Just be careful around them. They aren’t always the most honest.”

“Maud!” shouted the one with the mustache. He quickly approached the trio. “And how are you on this lovely day?”

“Fine,” answered Maud bluntly. “How are you, Flam?” she asked.

“Why, I’m doing fantastic now that I’ve had chance to speak with you my dear.” Trixie looked at Maud who didn’t seem at all fazed by Flam’s less than subtle flirting. She looked back at him and noticed his Cutie Mark. An apple with a missing slice.

“What are you two up to today?” asked Maud.

“Just selling a few trinkets to celebrate the holiday,” said Flam. He rushed over to Scales and put a hoof over his shoulder. “Including little stuffed toys for the little ones. Only eight bits!”

“To think it was only nine bits yesterday,” said Maud in what Trixie and Scales assumed was a sarcastic tone.

“Well, since it’s the day of the celebration, we thought we’d have a sale,” said Flam. “Interested in anything?”

“No,” said Maud.

“Hey, Trixie, can I get a t-shirt?” Scales asked pulling on Trixie’s cape.

“We’re kind of short on bits, Spike,” said Trixie. Suddenly, she noticed the other twin by her side.

“New in town, eh?” he asked.

“Um, yeah,” said Trixie. This twin was almost an exact duplicate of Flam minus the mustache. His Cutie Mark was an apple slice. He was kind of cute too if she was honest. Wait, what?

“Well, my dear, allow me to introduce myself,” said the stallion. “My name is Flim.” He scooped Scales up onto his back. “And for newcomers to our fair little town, I’d be willing to bring the price down to seven bits.”

“Five bits,” bartered Trixie.

“Six,” said Flim. Trixie and Flim stared at each other with firm glares. Neither seemed to be willing to give up. However, Trixie glanced over at Scales and his pleading puppy dog eyes. She could feel her resolve waver slightly. “You wouldn’t want to disappoint your kid would you?” asked Flim seeming to pick up on Trixie’s hesitation.

“Wh-what?” asked Trixie. “He’s not-well, he kind of, it’s complicated, grr, oh fine!” She pulled out six bits and tossed them to Flim. “I hope you choke on them,” she grumbled under her breath. Scales hopped off Flim’s back and hugged Trixie’s leg while Flim went back to the stall.

“You’re the best,” he said. Trixie smirked as she patted the baby dragon’s head.

“I do have my moments,” she admitted.

“Can I get a poster too?’

“Don’t push it.”

“Sorry.”

“Here you are,” said Flim handing Spike a small teacher that had a picture of Celestia’s Cutie Mark and read: Happy 1000th Summer Sun Celebration

“That was a cheap trick,” said Trixie.

“Just business,” replied Flim. “But if it would make me feel better, how about dinner later?” Trixie felt herself blush for a brief second but quickly regained her composure.

“You always con girls out of their bits before asking them out?” asked Trixie.

“Only the cute ones.” Trixie couldn’t help but smile a little. She picked Scales up with her magic, placed him on her back and trotted past the twins with Maud following behind.

“Trixie will think about it,” she said with a smug grin. Trixie thought she heard Maud grumble something when she spoke in the third person again but decided to ignore it. She felt Scales tap her on the shoulder.

“Hey, Trixie, do like my-” he was cut off as a blue and yellow blur crashed into the two of them.

“Oooowww,” moaned Trixie as she got off the ground. “Scales?” she asked she looked around. She spotted her friend on the ground lying on his back groaning. “Scales!” She rushed over to him and checked for injuries. “Are you okay?” Scales sat up and wobbled around in dizziness.

“Trixie?” he asked. “Why are their three of you?” Trixie sighed and lifted Scales up with her magic and put him on her back. “Ugh, not so fast Trixies. My head hurts.” Trixie looked around for the pony who crashed into them and spotted a light blue Pegusus with a golden mane and a Cutie Mark of a lightning bolt and three stars. “Hey!” She trotted up to the Pegasus. “Just what do you-eep!” she squealed when she saw the Pegasus get up revealing she was crushing Trixie’s hat. She nabbed it with her magic and placed it back onto her head.

“Sorry about that,” said the Pegasus. She looked up at the sky with a pondering expression on her face. “I need to tighten the turn in that loop,” she muttered to herself.

“Lightning Dust,” said Maud, “you need to be more careful.” Lightning Dust snapped out of her stupor and looked at Maud.

“Oh, lighten up, Maud,” she said. “They’re fine. See?” She pointed a hoof at a seething Trixie and dizzy Scales whose head was still spinning.

“Tell, the three blue ponies to stop shouting,” moaned Scales. Trixie gave him a worried looked. He’d probably be fine, but she still got concerned whenever he hurt himself. Oh, wait. Someone else hurt him this time! She shot a venomous glare at Lightning Dust as she stormed over to her.

“I ought to knock you senseless for that!” she shouted.

“Hey, hey, easy, it was an accident!” said Lightining Dust backing away from the raging Unicorn. Dust was clearly afraid of Trixie. Of course anypony would be right now.

“Trixie,” said Maud a little louder than usual. Trixie looked back at Maud.

“What?!” she snapped.

“There’s a doctor close by if you want to stop by.” Scales finally sat up and rubbed his head.

“No, I’m okay,” he said. He gently stroked Trixie’s mane. “You don’t need to worry about me.”

“See? The little dude is tough,” said Lightning Dust hovering next to Scales and rubbing the spikes on his head causing him to blush. Dust quickly backed off when Trixie looked like she was about to bite her hooves off.

“Aren’t you supposed to be making sure the skies are clear for the celebration?” asked Maud.

“Aw, that won’t take very long,” scoffed Dust. She took another look at Trixie who still had that murderous glare. “Buuut then again. I should probably go check on how that’s going.”

“Maybe you should,” spat Trixie. Dust didn’t need to be told again as she quickly took off into the sky.

“You’re very protective of him,” said Maud to Trixie.

“Hmph,” grunted Trixie. “Well, he’ll hurt himself if I don’t watch him.”

“I will not!” shouted Scales. Suddenly, he clutched his head. “Ow.”

“Are you sure you’ll be alright?” asked Trixie.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” assured Scales.

“We’re almost to Suri’s,” said Maud. “Maybe she’ll have an ice pack for him or something.” Trixie nodded and followed Maud to their destination.

***

“This is the place,” said Maud as she opened the door to Carousel Boutique. Trixie walked in to see a pink Earth Pony mare with a purple mare scolding a younger cream colored mare with a light blue mane.

“What do you mean their behind schedule?” shouted Suri to her assistant Coco. The younger mare cowered before her boss.

“Well, um, Gilda was-” she began to explain.

“Say no more,” said Suri holding up a hoof to stop Coco. “That explains it. Just tell the others they better get their flanks in gear to fix it, okay?”

“Well, they have but they’ve been working all week and they wanted to spend the day-”

“How often does the Princess visit Ponyville?” interrupted Suri.

“Oh, um, well, I don’t think anyone remembers the last time she-”

“Exactly. And what do you think her reaction might be we do not present our best to her?”

“Well, she probably-”

“Would assume we have no respect for her authority or the fact she was so kind to grace us with her presence.” Coco didn’t try to reply this time. “Now get over there and make sure everything gets done to my satisfaction.”

“Shouldn’t you go?” asked Coco. “I don’t think they’ll listen to-”

“Now please!” snapped Suri. Coco didn’t reply as she simply walked out of the store.

“Hi, Maud,” she greeted as she passed the trio.

“Hey,” replied Maud casually. Trixie walked up to Suri who hadn’t noticed the three of them yet. She noticed Suri’s Cutie Mark of three buttons.

“Excuse me,” she anounced.

“Yes what is it?” Suri asked looking at Trixie. Hers eyes went wide in surprise when she noticed Trixie’s outfit. “A little tacky don’t you think, hon?”

“Tacky?” asked Trixie. “Why you-”

“Pardon the interruption, Suri,” Maud intervened before things got out of hand. “Do you mind if we get a bag of ice for our friend’s head?” Suri looked at the purple dragon on Trixie’s back.

“Does my shop look like a hospital to you?” she asked. She noticed Maud’s unamused expression and Trixie’s ever growing angry glare. “Give me a minute, okay?” She went into the kitchen leaving the three alone. Trixie looked around the shop at all the drawings for dresses, miscellaneous pieces of fabrics scattered around the shop, and ponyquins dressed in various outfits.

“She certainly has skill I guess,” said Trixie.

“Coco does at least half of the work,” said Maud.

“Seriously?” asked Trixie. “Does that poor girl ever get any slack?”

“She gets a roof over her head and three square meals a day,” replied Suri walking back into the room with a bag of ice. “If that isn’t generous, I don’t know what is.” She gave the ice to Scales who gratefully accepted.

“Thanks,” he said putting it on his head. Suri nodded and even gave the baby dragon a small smile.

“Is that all or do you want me to treat this unicorn’s ailing fashion sense as well?” she asked looking at Trixie earning her a small growl.

“Actually, we thought Trixie might be able to help you with the celebration,” explained Maud.

“How?”

“Well, for your information,” began Trixie, “I happen to be a renowned performer who has travelled all across Equestria.”

“Oh?” asked Suri in disbelief. “What’s your name?”

“The Great and Powerful Trrrrixie!” she announced. Her horn glowed creating a few small magical fireworks bursts.

“Never heard of you,” Suri deadpanned. The fireworks immediately ceased and Trixie gave Suri a look of shock and disbelief. She was seriously starting to hate this mare. “The fireworks are a nice touch though, I’ll admit.” She tapped a hoof to her chin. “A brief show would be nice to get the townsfolk into the spirit of things.”

“I don’t work for free,” Trixie was quick to add. After the day she had so far, she was going to make sure she got paid. Suri chuckled and smirked.

“Of course you don’t,” she said sounding like she expected Trixie to say that. “But before I decide, I’ll need to see a better demonstration.”

“I suppose I could swing that,” said Trixie. She looked at Scales. “Are you up to put on a short show?”

“You bet,” he replied happily.

***

Trixie had brought the group back to her trailer. Scales climbed off her back and went inside. He crawled into a small little workstation where a series of levers and ropes were located. He pulled a couple levers and a rope causing the trailer to turn into a stage. Trixie took her place on the stage and cleared her throat. It was show time.

“Ladies and Gentlecolts!” she announced as if speaking to a crowd even though only two ponies were present. “Welcome to the travelling road show of the Great and Powerful Trrrrrixie!” Her horn lit up releasing more magical fireworks. Scales pulled a lever causing a banner reading “The Great and Powerful Trixie” to appear.

“Well, she certaintly doesn’t lack for confidence,” Suri whispered to Maud who only nodded in response.

“For her first trick, Trixie will need a volunteer from the audience. Suri and Maud looked at each other than back at Trixie. “Come now, don’t be shy. It is not often Trixie requires assistance. This is the opportunity of a lifetime!” Scales was glad Trixie couldn’t see him roll his eyes. He loved her like family but she really could be an unbearable show off sometimes. Noticing neither pony was about to volunteer, Trixie looked around and noticed Lightning Dust flying around in the sky. “Hey you!” she shouted. Dust stopped and looked at her.

“Oh, you,” she said. “Listen I’m sorry about before!”

“Trixie bears you no hard feelings!” Trixie assured her. “In fact she needs your assistance.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Eh, okay, I guess,” said Dust with a shrug of her shoulders. She flew down to Trixie’s stage.

“Ah, you are indeed a brave volunteer!” said Trixie wrapping a hoof around Dust’s shoulders. “For you are about to help Trixie perform a trick of great daring and bravery.” Scales pulled a rope causing a small box to come out from underneath the stage.

“Sounds pretty cool,” Dust admitted. “But why are you talking like that?”

“Shut up and get in the box,” Trixie deadpanned. Dust shrugged and did as she was told. Trixie sealed the box with her magic. By this time, the Flim Flam Brothers as well as some other townsponies approached the stage out of curiosity. “For her first trick, Trixie will saw Lightning Dust in half!”

“What?!” screamed Dust.

“Ooooo,” went the audience. Suri chuckled.

“I think that’s the first time I’ve seen Lightning Dust scared,” she said.

“Should have seen her when she met Trixie earlier,” said Maud.

“She won’t actually cut Lightning in half will she?” asked Flam.

“You know?” asked Maud sounding surprisingly confused. “I don’t know.” Dust looked like she was going to panic.

“H-Hey, I thought you said we were cool,” said Dust. “Your little dragon dude wasn’t hurt more than he looked was he?”

“Behold the might of Trixie!” cried the showpony ignoring her assistant’s pleas. “She will now cut the mare in half without harming her. She used her magic to cause a saw to appear.

“Aaaahh,” went the audience. Dust gulped. Trixie brought the saw down and Dust closed her eyes preparing for the worst. However, when she heard the audience give amused whispers and comments rather than screams of terror, she risked opening an eye. The saw was just finishing cutting through her and Trixe then removed Dust’s legs from her body. The audience gasped but soon began cheering when they noticed Dust was unharmed. Trixie reattached the Pegasus’ legs and released her.

“Woah, that was impressive,” said Dust hovering above Trixie. “I thought I was a gonner. How’d you do that?” Trixie gave a smug smirk.

“Trixie never harms any volunteer,” she assured Dust, “and she never reveals her secrets.” In the crowd, Flim had a smirk of his own.

“Pretty impressive illusion spell,” he whispered to Flam.

“Mhm,” agreed Flam with a nod. The audience continued to cheer and stomp their hooves in applause.

“Thank you, thank you, everypony!” said Trixie. She stomped her left forehoof three times signaling for Scales to pull one more lever releasing some heavy duty fireworks that Trixie’s magic couldn’t conjure. He pulled the switch releasing the fireworks earing more “Ooo’s” and “Aah’s” from the audience. However, one firework went a little off course and exploded near a cloud where a certain griffon happened to be napping.

“Hey!” she shouted. She looked over the edge of her cloud and noticed Trixie’s stage show. She flew down and landed in front of Trixie. “What’s your problem?”

“Uh-oh,” said Flim.

“Gilda,” said Flam.

“Excuse me, but what’s your problem?” Trixie retorted. Gilda growled.

“My problem is that one of your stupid fireworks nearly exploded on me! I was trying to take a nap!”

“Well, while I apologize for the inconvenience, Trixie cannot be held responsible for anypony’s careless choice of napping locations near-” She was cut off by strong talons around her throat.

“Oh, will you shut up?”

“Gilda, let her go!” shouted Suri.

“Sorry, Gilda’s tired,” said Gilda mocking Trixie’s speaking pattern. “Gilda can’t be held responsible for her actions when she’s tired.” Suddenly, she felt herself being pulled away from Trixie. “Hey, what gives?” She turned around to see Lightning Dust.

“Lay off, Gilda!” she snapped.

“Oh, what? Like you could stop me?”

“I could stop you,” said Maud stepping forward. Flim and Flam also stepped forward with their horns glowing. Gilda huffed.

“Pfft, whatever. I’m wasting time with you dweebs anyway.” With that, she flew off leaving the group be. Maud approached the stage.

“You alright?” she asked Trixie. Trixie rubbed her neck. Someone was probably about to strangle her. If there was ever a straw that broke the camel’s back, that was it.

“You know what?” she asked. “No! I am not alright! First, I’m dragged around town by an emotionless husk of a pony, then I’m conned out of hard earned bits, crashed into, Scales is hurt, my fashion sense is criticized, and just when things start looking up, a griffon of all things tries to choke me! You’re all crazy! I don’t get why anypony, let alone the Princess would ever visit such an insane town! Shows over, everypony! Go home and leave me alone!” Taking the hint, Scales pulled a rope causing the stage to close up back into a trailer.

***

Trixie lay on her bed crying into a pillow. She never cried. In fact, she hated it when she did. But after the worst day of her life, she had to let it all out. Scales was smart enough to let her be. He honestly couldn’t blame her; he didn’t exactly have the best day either. He looked around the trailer for any tissues but found they were out. Looking down at his shirt, an idea came to his head. He took it off, went into Trixie’s room, and handed it to her. “We’re out of tissues,” he said.

“I don’t want to ruin your shirt, Scales,” said Trixie.

“You bought it with money you shouldn’t have had to spend. It’s only fair you get some use out of it.”

“I don’t mind spending money on you, Scales,” Trixie assured him. Scales climbed onto the bed and dabbed some of the tears away with the shirt.

“I just really hate seeing you sad,” he said. Trixie smiled and pulled him closer with her magic.

“You’re too sweet,” she said giving him an affectionate nuzzle.

“I have my moments,” he said making Trixie chuckle. “You know, when we met Maud, I thought today might end up being a pretty good one. I thought you would actually make some friends.”

“I’m doing just fine without anypony else.” Scales gave her an unapprovingly look.

“Don’t lie to me, Trixie,” he said. “I see how lonely you can get. You really could use some more friends.”

“Hmph, you can think that if you want but I’m perfectly content with how things are.”

“But it doesn’t seem like you’re happy. I just don’t want you to be alone.”

“Are you still around?” asked Trixie. Scales nodded. “Do you ever plan on leaving any time soon?”

“That’s a stupid question,” scoffed Scales. “I’ve always got your back.” Trixie wrapped a hoof around him and hugged him.

“Then I’m not alone, I’m not unhappy, and I don’t need any other friends. You and my job are all I’ve ever needed. Now why don’t you go lie down? It’s been a very hectic day for both of us.”

“Okay,” said Scaled obediently as he hopped off the bed and curled up in the basket in the corner of the room. Trixie decided to take a nap too. He laid her head down on her pillow and pulled her blanket over her.

“The moment we wake up, Scales, we’re leaving this town and not looking back.”

“Whatever you say, Trixie,” said Scales pulling his blanket over him. “At least today can’t get any worse, right?”

***

*Knock, knock, knock*

Trixie was startled from her sleep. She looked at her clock. 6:00 a.m.? Who could be could be knocking at this hour? She got out of bed and approached the door. Opening the top part, she found that Maud, Flim, and Lightning Dust had come. “Can Trixie help you?” asked Trixie.

“Actually we came to apologize,” said Maud.

“Yeah,” added Dust. “We didn’t actually give you the warmest welcome before.”

“And we were wondering if you would be so kind as to give us another chance to remedy that,” said Flim. “Besides you never did give me a reply about that date.” He smirk appeared on his face.

“Hmph, why should Trixie give any of you the time of day let alone hang out with you?” asked Trixie. “Does Trixie need to remind you that your griffon friend tried to strangle me.”

“Well, you did launch a firework at her,” Dust reminded her. She was rewarded with an elbow in the ribs by Flim. “Ow!”

“We’re very sorry about that,” said Maud. “Gilda isn’t exactly the nicest griffon around. But we would really appreciate it if you let us try and make up for our mistakes at least.” Trixie just stared at them for a moment.

“What did you have in mind exactly?” she asked.

“We were thinking you could come to the Summer Sun Celebration,” suggested Flim. “Princess Celestia is going to be raising the sun in about an hour. It should be quite a show.”

“Hmmm. . .Trixie supposes that she could come along. It isn’t often one gets to see the Princess in person.” Flim and Dust both gave her wide smiles. Even Maud let a little grin appear on her face. “Just give Trixie a moment.” She headed back to her room and tapped Scales on the shoulder. “Hey, Scales, want to go to the celebration.?”

“Hm? What?” asked Scales sitting up and rubbing his eyes. “Why?”

“It’s a holiday,” said Trixie. “May as well try and have a little fun.” Scales yawned.

“Yeah, okay,” he agreed. Trixie placed him on her back and started to head out of the room. “You’re not going to wear your hat and cape?”

“Nah, I don’t plan on performing. Let’s just have a little fun tonight for once.”

“Who are you and where’s Trixie?”

“Oh, ha, ha, very funny.” The two left the trailer to join the others. Scales looked around nervously at the visitors.

“Uum, Trixie?” he asked nervously.

“No, need to worry, little guy,” Dust assured him. “We aren’t gonna cause any trouble. Hey, wanna fly over to the celebration? Consider it my apology for crashing into you before.” Scales looked at Trixie.

“Can I?” he asked eagerly. Trixie gave an uncertain look at Dust then looked back at Scales puppy dog eyes. She always hated it when he did that. It made him too adorable to say no to.

“Alright,” she conceded. Scales climbed off Trixie’s back and onto Lightning Dust’s. “But if he gets-”

“Geez, you sound like my mom,” Dust interrupted. She took off before Trixie could protest. “Don’t worry,” she shouted. “There won’t be a scale out of place.” And with that the two were off.

“Shall we be going as well?” asked Flim.

“May as well,” sighed Trixie. As the three headed to town hall, Trixie glanced over at Maud. She felt a small pang of guilt for what she said earlier. Out of all the ponies she had met that day, Maud had been the nicest to her and Scales. Her demeanor was peculiar to put it lightly, but she was at least a good guide. “Hey, Maud?”

“Hm?” replied Maud not even looking over.

“Trixie, er, I, want to say I’m sorry, for calling you an emotionless husk earlier. That was uncalled for.”

“Don’t worry about it,” said Maud. “I’m well aware I don’t express myself the same way others do. My dad used to say that the rocks on our farm were better conversationalists.”

“That’s a little mean.” Maud shrugged.

“It was just a joke. He was right anyway.” Trixie could have sworn she heard a chuckle come from Maud. She gave a little chuckle of her own.

“Something funny?” asked Flim.

“Just your hat,” said Trixie.

“You’re one to talk,” Flim retorted.

“Mine adds to the aesthetic appeal of my performance,” explained Trixie. “Was does yours do exactly?”

“Why it makes me look more handsome,” said Flim with a cocky grin.

“You could use the help,” said Trixie with a grin of her own. Maud seemed slightly amused at the comment.

“I guess I walked into that one,” Flim admitted with a chuckle. “So, do-”

“We’re here,” Maud interrupted. Trixie looked in the direction Maud was and saw everypony heading into town hall. The trio headed inside and were greeted by Flam and Suri.

“Ah, Miss Trixie, so nice of you to arrive,” greeted Flam.

“You didn’t bring your trailer?” asked Suri.

“No,” replied Trixie.

“A shame. Your show was amusing.”

“Um. . .thank you?” A compliment was the last thing Trixie expected from Suri.

“I’d say it was far more than fantastic,” said Flam. “Why with proper advertising, you could wow all of Equestria with your magnificent performance.” He slipped her a business card. “Of course, my brother and I would be more than willing to help.

“Let’s talk business after the celebration, eh, Brother?” asked Flim.

“Oh, very well,” Flam conceded.

“Hey, Trixie!” called Scales running up to the group.

“Hey, Scales,” Trixie greeted. “Have a nice flight?”

“Yeah, it was totally awesome! Lightning Dust is an awesome flier!” Behind him, Lightning Dust smiled confidently.

“Hah! As if!” said the voice of a familiar griffon. Gilda landed next to Scales. “She’s alright for a pony, but I could fly circles around her in my sleep.” She ignored Dust’s protests as she noticed Trixie. “Hey, Fireworks.” It took Trixie a second to realize that “Fireworks” was supposed to be some sort of nickname or something.

“Gilda,” spat Trixie. The others just looked between the two waiting for a fight to break out.

“Attention everypony!” called the mayor. “The time you’ve all been waiting for has come!” As the mayor continued to give her speech, Trixie looked out one of the windows and looked at the moon. She thought she saw the stars around it rearrange themselves.

“What?” she asked.

“What’s your deal?” asked Gilda.

“Look at the moon,” said Trixie pointing at the moon. Gilda looked up just in time to see the image of the mare disappear.

“Whoa,” said Gilda.

“That can’t be good,” added Trixie.

“And now without further ado,” announced the mayor. “I present Princess Celestia!” The guard pulled back a curtain revealing nothing. The audience gasped. “Where did she go?”

“She’s gone!” said the guard.

“Mwahahahahaha!” laughed a disembodied voice. A cloud of dark blue mist appeared in the hall and swirled onto the balcony. Suddenly, there was a bright flash of light. When it died down, a black Alicorn with an ethereal blue mane and tail was standing on the balcony. “Greetings, my little ponies.”

“Who the hay is that?” asked Gilda.

“What have you done to the Princess?” Maud asked the Alicorn.

“Do you not recognize me?” asked the Alicorn. “Does my crown mean nothing now that I have been banished for one thousand years?” No pony answered. “Did not recall the legends?” Trixie looked at the now blank moon. “Did you not see the signs?”

“It can’t be,” gasped Trixie louder than she intended. The Alicorn looked at her.

“Ah, somepony who remembers me.” She hovered in the air above Trixie. “You know who I am?”

“Y-You’re Nightmare Moon,” announced Trixie. Nightmare Moon laughed.

“And do you know what I plan to do?”

“I-I, um. . .”

“Ahahahahahahaaaa! I hope you enjoyed your last day of sunlight my subjects! For now the night shall last forever!”

To Be Continued

Author's Note

This was an idea I had floating around in my head for a while but never knew how to write. I finally decided to just start writing and see what happened. Hopefully, my gamble paid off and you all enjoy it. Part 2 is complete but I need to tweak it. I'll have it up soon though. Feel free to leave a comment of you feel so inclined.

Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading.

The Trials of Nightmare Moon

Trixie didn’t waste any time. She grabbed Scales and made a run for the trailer. “Hey, Trixie, what’s going on?” asked Scales.

“Remember that old pony’s tail my dad used to tell us?” asked Trixie.

“Um, I think so.”

“Well, turns out it was true,” said Trixie. “Nightmare Moon is back and she plans on continuing her reign of eternal night.”

“Where’s Princess Celestia?”

“No idea.” The two finally reached the trailer. “But that’s not our problem. Let’s get out of here before things go south!”

“But shouldn’t we try and help?” suggested Scales.

“And do what exactly?” asked Trixie. “We’re not warriors, Scales. Let somepony else figure it out.”

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?!” shouted Lightning Dust as she flew up to the two of them. “You know something about this don’t you? Are you behind it?”

“Wh-what?” asked Trixie shocked at the accusation. “Are you insane?” Dust tackled Trixie to the ground and pinned her down.

“What’s going on?! Tell me!”

“Hey, back off, Dust!” shouted Gilda pulling Dust off of Trixie. “Let’s be cool about this.”

“This coming from you?” scoffed Dust. “Ha!” Gilda bared her fangs and growled making Dust back away then looked back at Trixie.

“So? Do you know something, Fireworks?” she asked.

“She would seem to,” said Maud as she arrived with Suri and the twins. Flim quickly helped Trixie to her feet.

“When I was a filly, my dad told me a legend about Nightmare Moon,” explained Trixie. “He said that she plans to rule the world with an eternal night.”

“Did he say anything about how to defeat her?” asked Lightning Dust.

“He told me something about the Elements of Harmony. He said there were six: Honesty, Loyalty, Generosity, Kindness, and Laughter.”

“And the sixth?” asked Flam.

“Nopony knows. Dad always said it was a complete mystery.” She looked in the direction of the Everfree Forest. “He also told me that legends say they’re supposed to be in the Castle of the Two Sisters.” She heard a collective gulp from the group except Maud whose eyes only widened slightly.

“Th-that’s in the center of the Everfree,” said Suri. “You’d have to be insane to travel in there.”

“Well, I guess I’m insane then,” said Maud casually as she headed towards the forest.

“Whoa, dude, you can’t be serious,” said Gilda blocking the Earth Pony’s path. “I wouldn't wish that place on my worst enemy.”

“It isn’t like we have a choice,” Maud pointed out. “We either go get the Elements or we cower in fear under Nightmare Moon’s reign. I prefer to try the former.” Gilda thought over Maud’s argument before nodding.

“You make a good point,” she admitted. “I ain’t about to let some pony boss me around. Count me in.”

“I was never good with authority,” said Lightning Dust. “Besides, I never liked night time. Ponies can’t see me being awesome! I’ll tag along too.”

“And what about you?” asked Maud looking back at the other four. Flim and Flam looked at each other.

“We aren’t exactly adventurers,” said Flam.

“Buuut being heroes of Equestria would do wonders for our business reputation,” Flim reasoned.

“Hmm, that’s true. Alright, girls, count us in!” Gilda and Dust rolled their eyes while Maud remained indifferent. Flam looked at Suri and Trixie. “Are you two coming?”

“Into the Everfree?” asked Suri. “What are you insane?”

“This is for the fate of the world,” said Flim.

“Or are you going to force that assistant of yours to act brave for you too?” asked Gilda.

“Excuse me?!” asked Suri.

“I’m surprised she didn’t just send Coco already,” said Dust. “Celestia knows she already runs the poor girl ragged.”

“I do not run her ragged!” screamed Suri. “And I do not appreciate the insinuation that I am a coward.” She marched towards the group. “If it’s for the fate of the world itself, I suppose I could make an exception.” All eyes now turned to Trixie.

“Well?” asked Maud. Trixie just stared at them in disbelief.

“You’re all madponies!” she said. “This is the Everfree we’re talking about! And we’re up against an Alicorn, practically a goddess! Besides, I don’t even know if I completely trust any of you!” The other six looked at each other then back at Trixie.

“I suppose we can’t force you,” said Suri.

“Can’t all be brave,” said Gilda.

“We’re wasting time with this,” added Lightning Dust. “Let’s get going.” Everyone save for Flim and Maud began to head to the forest.

“We would really appreciate you coming along, Trixie,” said Flim. “You’re right. The Everfree is dangerous. We could use all the help we can get.”

“The world is bigger than just you, Trixie,” said Maud. “Sometimes we have to think about everypony else.”

“The only important things in Trixie’s world are Scales and Trixie!” shouted the annoyed Unicorn stomping her hoof on the ground for effect. “We never needed anypony else and we never will! If you want to throw your lives away be our guest, but Trixie has her own problems to worry about!” Maud and Flim looked at one another before nodding.

“As you wish, milady,” said Flim. And with that, he and Maud left to catch up with the others. Scales approached Trixie and placed a claw on her shoulder.

“Are you sure you can just let them go?” he asked.

“Their choice. I can’t control them,” said Trixie.

“But what if they need you? What if something happens?”

“I doubt I could really add anything useful, Scales. Now come on, let’s get going.” She started to hitch herself up to the trailer. “Scales, come give me a hand.”

“A-Alright,” said Scales coming over to help Trixie.

“Giving up already?” asked a familiar voice. A dark cloud hovered above the two and transformed into Nightmare Moon. “How sad.”

“Oh, really?” asked Trixie in disbelief. “Well, I hate to disappoint my new overlord, but my friend and I need to be off.” She did her best to keep a brave face but inside, she was absolutely terrified.

“Ah, so this dragon is your pet?” asked Nightmare Moon turning her attention to Scales.

“He is not a pet!” shouted Trixie. Nightmare Moon laughed.

“I saw you abandon your companions in your time of need,” she said. “While I can understand looking out for one’s own wellbeing, I admit, I was kind of hoping you’d tag along.”

“Why?” asked Trixie.

“I thought if any pony would make this interesting, it’d be the one smart enough to remember the legends. You were even familiar with the Elements of Harmony. I’m very impressed.”

“Well, you’ll just have to be disappointed,” said Trixie. “I have my own places to be.”

“So defiant.” Nightmare Moon narrowed her eyes at Scales and smiled deviously. Her mane reached out and snatched the small dragon up.

“Trixie!” he cried.

“Scales!” Trixie glared at Nightmare Moon. “Give him back!”

“Of course,” said Nightmare Moon compliantly. “If you can make it to my castle.” She laughed maniacally as her mane and tail swirled around her and Scales and teleported them away. Trixie stood there in shock. She looked in the direction of the Everfree Forest where the others had headed. “Wait!” she cried as she ran in that direction.

***

“Well, here we are,” said Flim. The six ponies stood outside the forest. “As ominous and terrifying as ever.”

“Let’s not waste time,” said Maud walking into the forest.

“What just like that?” asked Flam.

“What’s the matter?” taunted Gilda. “Ya scared? C’mon, Maud doesn’t even seem fazed.”

“You know Maud, right?” asked Suri. “I’d be more surprised if she was scared.”

“We’re wasting time sitting here and talking,” said Lightning Dust. “Let’s just go in and-”

“Hey, wait up!” a voice called after them. The six looked over their shoulders and saw Trixie running up to them.

“Trixie?” asked Suri.

“You decided to come,” Maud stated. Trixie stopped in front of the group and caught her breath.

“What changed your mind?” asked Flim.

“Nothing,” said Trixie. “You’re all still crazy. But Nightmare Moon took Scales. I’m not going anywhere until I get him back.”

“You ask me, it gives you one less thing to worry about,” said Dust. Trixie dove at her in anger but was caught by the twins with their magic.

“You shut up!” snapped Trixie. “Scales tried to give you all a chance and you all would just leave him?”

“Take it easy, Fireworks,” said Gilda.

“My name is ‘Trixie!’ Not ‘Fireworks!’ Try to keep that in mind bird brain!” Gilda growled and marched up to Trixie. She placed a talon over the unicorn’s mouth to keep her from talking.

“We’re all risking something by doing this,” she said. “Not just you. We all have to keep a level head. Look, I know you don’t have any reason to like me. I acted totally uncool before, but if you want your kid back we have to work together, got it?” Trixie stared at Gilda for a moment before nodding. “Good.” She looked at the twins. “Put her down.” Trixie was placed gently on the ground and Gilda removed her talon from her mouth.

“Um, sorry, about what I said,” said Dust sheepishly

“Hmph. Just don’t say it again,” warned Trixie.

“Well, now that that’s out of the way, shall we be going?” asked Suri. The others nodded and headed into the forest. Little did they know that am ethereal cloud was following behind them.

***

The forest was far more unsettling at night then it was during the day. The fact that it was currently being ruled by an evil Alicorn wasn’t helping. Trixie did her best to ignore the unsettling sounds and images surrounding them. She glanced over at Maud who was up front. She still had her same neutral expression. If Trixie hadn’t witnessed it herself, she would have sworn Maud didn’t know how to smile. Gilda and Lightning Dust both flew above the group. Lightning Dust tried to keep a brave face but Trixie could see the fear in her eyes. Not that she could blame her. Gilda, on the other hoof, almost looked excited. It was like she was enjoying the thrill of it all. Suri seemed to have be in a state between fear and irritation. The twins were clearly afraid too but kept moving forward.

“A bit for your thoughts?” asked Flim when he caught Trixie looking at them.

“I-It’s nothing,” said Trixie looking away a little embarrassed. “Just worried about Scales.” She felt her stomach churn at the thought of what Nightmare Moon might do to the poor dragon if she couldn’t reach him.

“Yeah, we can relate,” said Flim.

“You can?” asked Trixie.

“Well, not to this exact situation,” said Flam. “But we can sympathize with wanting to keep family safe.

“Really?”

“My brother and I may not always be the cleanest businessponies,” said Flam, “but we always have each other’s back.”

“We’re a team,” added Flim. “Can’t have one of us without the other.”

“Saps,” spat Gilda. Trixie shot her a quick glare before deciding to ignore her.

“So are you too really just here to get the fame?” asked Trixie.

“More or less,” said Flam.

“But we’ll do everything we can to help you find Scales,” Flim assured her. “Right, Brother?”

“Absolutely, Brother!” Trixie smiled. Despite their reputation, she could tell that the twins were being completely genuine with her. It was moving.

Maybe I should take Flim up on that date offer. . .

The group soon found themselves on a cliff side. “Watch your steps,” said Maud. “The path isn’t very wide.” No one noticed the ethereal clouds seep into the ground and cause it the ground to give way underneath the group.

“There’s no path at all!” screamed Suri as the non-fliers began to fall. Gilda and Lightning Dust went after Maud and Suri respectively but the other three continued to fall. Flam managed to grab a branch with his hoof and Flim wrapped his forelegs around his waist. Trixie, however, continued to fall. She nearly went over another cliff but caught herself on the edge.

“Trixie!” called Flam. “Lift yourself up with your magic!”

“I can’t!” cried Trixie. “The heaviest thing I’ve ever lifted is Scales!” Flim noticed Trixie losing her grip and let go of his brother. He slid down to the edge and grabbed her hoof. “You can’t lift me up there. There isn’t enough room for both of us!” Flim looked around and saw a large piece of rock debris that had fallen. There was one rock in particular that looked big enough to hold them.

“Think we can grab that, Brother!” he shouted up to Flam. Flam noticed the debris Flim was talking about and nodded.

“Yeah, let’s do it!”

“Are you nuts?” sked Trixie. “You two can’t lift that!”

“Yes, we can!” insisted Flim. “Just trust us!” He looked Trixie in the eyes with a determined expression. Trixie looked up at Flam who nodded.

“Alright,” said Trixie. The twins closed their eyes and their horns grew bright green. A similar colored aura glowed around the large rock and it began to slowly ascend towards Trixie and Flim. Trixie looked up at Flim who was still hanging on to her while trying to use his magic. Sweat was running down his face. Flam was in just as bad a shape. Eventually, the rock made it just high enough for Trixie to drop down. The extra weight made it harder for the twins to hold for a second but they managed to keep it stable. “Okay, I’m on.”

“Alright,” said Flim. He hopped down onto the rock and looked up at Flam. “Your turn, Flam!” Flam nodded and let go of his branch. He slid down the cliff and off the ledge onto the platform. The rock started to fall faster than the twins intended.

“Trixie, a little help!” shouted Flam. Trixie didn’t have time to argue and applied as much magic as she could. The descent slowed down and the three were able to land the debris safely. All the collapsed on the spot. “Whew! We did it!”

“Yeah,” said Trixie rubbing her horn. “I guess we did.” Flim out a hoof on her shoulder.

“Told you we could do it,” he said. “Just a couple of hiccups along the way. Thanks for your help.” Trixie gave him a soft smile and nodded.

“Y-Yeah. No problem.”

“Well, that was amusing,” said Suri as she and Maud were gently lowered to the ground by their rescuers.

“Amusing?” asked Dust. “More like the most epic thing ever!”

“It was very impressive,” added Maud.

“Yeah, yeah, unicorns are awesome,” said Gilda impatiently. “Now can we get going? Nightmare Moon isn’t going to give us time to just sit here and pat ourselves on the back.”

“Gilda’s right,” said Trixie. “We need to keep moving.” As the group continued their journey, Trixie made her way over to Flim and leaned in close to his ear. “I’ll take you up on that date by the way,” she whispered. She trotted off leaving Flim just standing there dumbfounded with a huge grin on her face. Gilda sighed and dragged him along by his collar.

“Let’s go, Casanova,” she spat.

***

“Ha!” laughed Scales. “There was no way Trixie would go down that easily!” Nightmare Moon looked over her shoulder where Scales was trapped in a stone cage hanging from the ceiling.

“Yes,” she said looking into a magic portal that allowed her to see Trixie and the others. “Her allies are impressive as well. It seems that this is going to be more difficult than I intended. I will need to take a more direct approach.”

“Wh-What do you mean?” asked Scales nervously. Nightmare Moon only laughed in response.

***

“I must admit I’m surprised the ground gave way,” admitted Maud as the group continued through the forest. “It felt very sturdy.”

“Do you think Nightmare Moon might have had a hoof in that?” asked Suri.

“That would be the logical conclusion I guess.”

“So, she’s trying to slow us down?” asked Dust. She gave a wide grin. “Challenge accepted.”

Trixie narrowed her eyes on the path ahead. Nightmare Moon was going to have to do more than a rock slide to stop her from reaching Scales. Don’t worry, Scales. I’m coming for you. And I won’t stop until you’re safe in my hooves again.

“Hey, Equestria to Fireworks!” shouted Gilda. Trixie snapped from her stupor and looked at the griffon.

“What is it?” she asked in irritation.

“You alright?” asked Gilda. “You seem kind of out of it.”

“Can you blame me after the day I’ve had. And why do you care?”

“Geez, sorry, just making sure we all got out heads together.”

“You don’t need to worry about me.”

“You’re right, I don’t,” Gilda agreed. “But I’m going to anyway.”

“This all coming from the same griffon who tried to strangle me,” Trixie reminded her.

“Look, I wasn’t going to kill you or anything, okay?” explained Gilda trying not to lose her cool. “I lost my temper. I don’t think straight when I lose my temper.”

“So, what? We’re buddies now?” asked Trixie.

“Hahahaha!” laughed Gilda. “Oh, you’re funny, Fireworks. Look, I’m not a big fan of ponies, but I don’t want to see them oppressed either. We aren’t pals but we are on the same team. Can you live with that?”

“I suppose,” agreed Trixie. Meanwhile, Nightmare Moon’s cloud flew over the group. It found a large sleeping manticore. Forming into a thorn, it flew down and thrust itself firmly into the creature’s paw.

RRRROOOOOOAAAAAARRRR!

The manticore leapt up from where he was sleeping and leapt out onto the path. It took notice of the group and rushed towards them.

RRRROOOOOAAAAARRRR!

“Manticore!” shouted Dust.

“Run!” shouted Suri. The beast swiped his paw at her, but Gilda managed to push Suri out of the way taking the blow instead.

“Ah!” she cried as she landed in some thorny bushes.

“Gilda!” shouted Trixie.

“Rush it!” shouted Dust. She and Maud charged the manticore. He swung a claw at Dust which she managed to just barely dodge and grabbed Maud with the other paw and threw her against a tree. Trixie and the twins fired beams of magic at him but only seemed to be angering him.

RRRROOOOOAAAAARRRR!

Gilda crawled out of the bushes just in time to see the manticore charge at the group. As he lifted his paw, Gilda noticed the thorn lodged in it. She leaped out of the bushes and landed between the manticore and unicorns.

“Hold it!” she shouted. Both groups stopped and stared at her. Gilda turned to face the maticore.

RRRROOO-

“OH, SHUT UP!” snapped Gilda. The manticore immediately went silent and cowered a little. Gilda approached it and held out a talon. “Ya mind?” she asked. The manticore looked at her talon suspiciously before holding out his paw revealing the thorn. “Ouch, yeah, I’ve had that.” She grabbed his paw with one talon and the thorn with the other and pulled it out without warning.

RRRROOOOOAAAAAARRRR!

The manticore swung his paw at Gilda as if he was about to strike her. Just as Trixie and the twins were about to strike, Gilda found herself scooped up by the beast and lovingly cuddled and licked by him. “Ugh, gross!” she gagged trying to push herself away.

“Aw, that’s actually kind of adorable,” said Suri. Trixie and Lightning Dust started snicker while the twins did their best to stifle their own laughter. Maud even had a small amused smile on her face.

“I hate all of you,” spat Gilda. She pulled herself free as the rest of the group save for Trixie walked past the manticore. “Um, nice kitty,” said Gilda as she patted the manticore’s head. He purred and nuzzled against her before walking off. Gilda tried to fix her head feathers but heard Trixie still laughing behind her. “You can stop laughing now,” she said looking over her shoulder.

“Hee, hee, sorry, Gilda,” Trixie apologized. She calmed herself down before continuing. “That really was sweet of you though.”

“Hmph. Well, don’t go making a big deal out of it, alright?” asked Gilda. “I have reputation you know.” Trixie smiled and nodded

“I can respect that,” she said. “Come on; let’s go catch up with the others.”

***

“Curses!” shouted Nightmare Moon. “I can’t believe that didn’t work!”

“I’m more surprised Gilda was actually nice,” remarked Scales from his cage.

“Quiet you!” snapped Nightmare Moon shooting him a glare. Scales immediately went silent while the Nightmare Moon thought up a different plan. “Let’s see what happens when the forest itself turns against them.”

***

“Ow, ow, ow! Stop poking it!” shouted Gilda as Trixie examined her wing.

“Sorry!” apologized Trixie. “That manticore must have hit you pretty hard. I think your wing is sprained.”

“I could have told you that!” Gilda pulled away from Trixie and rubbed her wing. “Don’t you know any healing spells?”

“I don’t.” Trixie and Gilda looked at the twins.

“Nope,” said Flim.

“Sorry,” added Flam.

“Unbelievable!” huffed Gilda. “Three unicorns and none of them know healing spells!”

“Well, complaining about isn’t going to help, okay?” said Suri. She pulled her ribbon out of her mane and wrapped it around Gilda’s wing in a makeshift bandage. “There. Happy?”

“It'll work I guess.”

“Geez, could it get any darker out here?” asked Dust looking up at the sky. As if in response, a dark cloud came over the trees. “Hey!”

“You did ask,” Maud reminded her.

“Well, it didn’t have to take me seriously.” Suddenly, Dust bumped into a tree. “What the, AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

“What is it?” asked Trixie. She then noticed a tree that had a face with large fangs. “AAAAAAHHH!”

“What’s going on?!” screamed Suri bumping into another tree. She found a similar looking tree that looked like it was trying to eat her. “AAAAHHH!” Soon, the whole group found themselves by the monstrous trees.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” shouted everypony as they huddled together.

“Heh, heh,” came a chuckle. The group noticed Maud was missing. Trixie saw her by one of the trees. “He looks like he’s coughing,” she said with a slight giggle.

“Maud, are you nuts!” Trixie shouted at her.

“Heh, heh, heh,” chuckled Maud. “What’s there to worry about? They look funny don’t they?” The other ponies looked at each other in confusion both at Maud’s statement and the fact that she of all ponies was laughing.

“She’s right,” said Flam.

“You’re just saying that because you have the hots for her!” accused Dust.

“No, really! Look!” said Flam pointing at one of the trees. “Doesn’t it look like he’s sneezing?”

“Hmm. . .guess it does. Hahaha, that’s rich!” Soon Dust and Flam were laughing hysterically.

“That one looks like he stubbed his toe!” laughed Flim.

“Hee, hee, hee, the one with its tongue out looks like he’s coughing!” giggled Trixie.

“That one just looks stupid!” shouted Gilda pointing at a tree before bursting out into a fir of laughter herself. Soon everypony was laughing at the silly looking trees.

“Hee, hee, hee, oh that was funny,” said Trixie trying to regain her composure. “Come on, let’s keep going.” Everyone else was too busy laughing to respond except for Maud who went back to her usual neutral expression. The other ponies and griffon laughed as they went down the path to the castle. “Hey, Maud?”

“Hm?” replied Maud as Trixie trotted up next to her.

“Why weren’t you scared?” asked Trixie. “And why did you laugh of all things?”

“I was scared,” explained Maud. “But my granny used to tell me that there are some fears that are just plain silly. Best way to make them go away is to laugh at them.”

“That’s surprisingly insightful,” Trixie admitted. Maud smiled.

“I’ll be sure to tell my granny that next time I see her. She’ll be glad her advice was taken seriously.”

***

“You follow up a manticore with some trees?” scoffed Scales.

“It was working until the gray one ruined it!” said Nightmare Moon defensively. “Ugh, why am I defending myself against a child?”

“Because the child is right,” said Scales smugly. Nightmare Moon ignored him and looked through the portal at the small band of heroes.

“They’ve gotten much further than I anticipated,” she muttered to herself. “I need to slow them down somehow.” Suddenly, a thought came to her. “If I remember correctly, there should be a river nearby. . .”

***

The group was still laughing as they approached a river. “Oh, my, I haven’t laughed like that in ages!” said Suri.

“Didn’t know you could laugh at anything besides torturing, Coco,” spat Lightning Dust.

“I don’t torture her! I just have high expectations.”

“You do seem a little rough on her,” added Trixie.

“Oh, like you have any room to talk,” snapped Suri. “You don’t know me! Plus, I bet you’re not always the nicest to that pet of yours.”

“His name is ‘Scales!’” shouted Trixie. “And he isn’t a pet! He’s my friend!”

“Alright, alright, calm, down, okay? I’m sorry-wait? Do you all hear crying?” The group stopped and listened.

“Waahaahaa!”

“Someone is crying,” said Flam.

“But who?” asked Flim.

“We won’t find out standing here,” said Maud heading up to the river. The others followed her and stopped in pure confusion and shock at what they saw: a giant sea serpent crying like a baby.”

“Ooooohhhhh, I look absolutely hideous!” he cried. Trixie noticed half of his mustache was missing. “Oh, why?!” He slammed his fists down into the water, causing a wave to splash onto the group.

“Hey, what gives?!” Gilda shouted at him. The serpent looked down at them.

“Oh, excuse me,” he said. “It’s just that I’m having an absolutely dreadful time!”

“What happened?” asked Trixie.

“Well, I was just sitting here minding my own business when this tacky little cloud came by and cut off my beautiful mustache!” explained the serpant. Trixie examined the serpent's face and noticed half of his mustache missing. It wasn't the most attractive thing but it certainly wasn't worth crying over.

“Really?” asked Dust.

“That’s it?” asked the twins simultaneously.

“That’s pathetic,” added Maud.

“Oh, quiet, all of you!” snapped Suri. The others looked at her in surprise as she rushed up to the serpent and put a hoof on him. “You don’t’ understand what it takes to look as fabulous as he does.”

“What?” deadpanned Gilda.

“Well, look at him,” said Suri pointing to his head. “His mane is coiffed to perfection, okay!”

“Do you think so?” asked the serpent.

“Oh, absolutely,” confirmed Suri. “And your scales are gorgeous, honey.”

“Oh, you flatter me,” said the serpent with a blush.

“And that manicure must have taken forever to perfect.”

“Oh, my dear, you have no idea.”

“And to think, it’s all for nothing without your handsome mustache to bring it together.”

“It’s true I’m hideous!” the serpent shouted as he covered his face with his arms and continued crying.

“I have to help,” said Suri.

“Seriously?” asked Trixie.

“Of course! No self-respecting lover of fashion and style could overlook this! You don’t think I’m that cruel do you?” Trixie didn’t have time to respond as Suri walked over to Gilda. “Gilda? I need you to cut off my tail.”

“WHAT!” shouted the twins.

“No way!” screamed Dust.

“You can’t be serious!” shouted Trixie.

“That’s insane,” said Maud sounding slightly shocked.

“Sure, okay,” said Gild casually as she lifted a claw. Suri turned her back to Gilda and braced herself for the inevitable. She heard a loud gasp from the others as her tail fell off.

“Okay,” sighed Suri. “Trixie, do you think you could attach it to the serpent’s face?”

“Um, sure, I could try,” said Trixie. She picked up the tail and brought it over to the serpent. “Here try this.” She attached it to what remained of his former mustache. “Does that work?”

“It’s fabulous!” he shouted. “I absolutely adore it!”

“Even if it doesn’t match the other side?” asked Dust.

“Oh, that makes it bold, daring even! I love it!” Suri smiled at the compliment. She then looked at the stub that was her tail and sighed.

“Pretty gutsy move,” Gilda told her. “Respect.” Suri smiled at her. “Think you’ll be okay with it?”

“I can totally make this work,” said Suri confidentially. Trixie headed towards the river.

“Come on, everyone, we need to get moving,” she said. The sea serpent dove down into the water making a path out of his body.

“Allow me,” he said. The group happily hopped across him to the other side of the river. Trixie waited for Suri to reach the other side before approaching her.

“Hey, um, sorry about earlier,” she apologized.

“Forget it, okay?” said Suri with a soft smile. “Let’s go find Scales.” Trixie smiled and nodded.

***

“Hahahahaha!” laughed Scales as he fell on his back. “Th-That was your big threat?! A stylish sea serpent!” He continued laughing uncontrollably until he felt himself being yanked out of his cage by Nightmare Moon’s magic.

“I’ve almost had it with you and your obnoxious commentary,” she scolded. “You’re becoming more annoying than you’re worth. If you wish to see your friend again then you will be SILENT!”

“Yes, ma’am!” said Scales trembling in fear. Nightmare Moon snorted and stuffed him back into his cage.

“I have one more obstacle for them to face,” she said. “They haven’t won just yet.”

***

Trixie could see the Castle of the Two Sisters in view. She was so close. She promised herself to get Scales as many gems as he wanted once he was safe. Suddenly, she felt her hoof slip as she began to fall off a cliff.

“I gotcha!” said Lightning Dust calmly as she grabbed Trixie and pulled her to safety. “Geez, you and cliffs tonight.”

“Sorry,” Trixie apologized. She looked up at the castle. “We’re almost there. I can hardly believe it.”

“Ah, don’t be so dramatic,” said Dust. “Oh, wait, forgot who I’m talking to.” Trixie shot her an annoyed glare but Dust only chuckled. “You’re so easy to mess with. Anyway, before we can rescue Scales, we need to get over there.” She pointed to the cliff across from them. However, the bridge had collapsed.

“So now what?” asked Flim.

“I got this,” said Dust flaring her wings. She flew down, grabbed the broken side of the bridge, and carried it across to the other side. “Just let me tie this real quick!” she shouted.

“Lightning Dust,” whispered a voice.

“Huh? Who’s there?”

“Ponies who could make your dreams come true,” answered the voice.

“Oh, yeah?” asked Dust a little intrigued. “How’s that?” A blue mist swirled up in front of her and quickly dissipated revealing three Pegasi in purple flightsuits. “Who are you?”

“We are the Shadowbolts,” answered one of the Pegasi.

“You sound like a cheap Wonderbolt knock off,” accused Dust. “I’ll tell you now, I’m not interested.”

“We assure you, we are no knock offs,” said the Shadowbolt. “In fact, we couldn’t be more different.”

“Oh?”

“The Wonderbolts are performers who pretend they’re still soldiers. They’ve lost the skill that got them created in the first place. They’re old news.”

“Bold statement,” said Dust. “Not that I completely disagree.”

“But with Nightmare Moon’s return we can start a new order. We won’t just be poster ponies for the kingdom. We’ll be the enforcers. The ones others look up to and respect. Whether they want to or not.”

“And where do I fit in?” asked Dust.

“We need a leader,” explained the Shadowbolt. “Someone bold and daring. Someone who will continue to push us to our limits.”

“Well, you certainly came to the right pony. Is there a catch?”

“Just come with us. Now.”

“Sure, let me tie this bridge first.”

“No!” shouted the Shadowbolt. “They don’t respect you! They don’t understand just how skilled you really are! They’re beneath you.” Dust thought it over.

“Lightning Dust!” shouted Trixie. “What’s taking so long?” Trixie noticed the Shadowbolts and gasped. “Trixie don’t-” She was cut off by a mist caused by the Shadowbolt leader.

“What do you have to gain from stopping Nightmare Moon?” she asked. “You beat her and then what? Go back to being some no name weather pony? What’s the point?”

“I. . .I don’t know,” Dust admitted. She didn’t owe anypony anything. All she ever got from anyone in town was flack. Nightmare Moon and the Shadowbolts offered her a chance to get the respect she always wanted. Still, she had gotten a little fond of the group the past couple hours. They weren’t all that bad were they?

“So, will you join us?” asked the Shadowbolt offering a hoof. Dust looked at the hoof for a moment. Then she looked the Shadowbolt in the eye and smiled.

“Ha!” she laughed slapping the hoof away. “I’m no puppet. And I’m no traitor. I’ll be big someday. But I’ll be big because of my own merit. So go back to whatever cloud spit you out!” The Shadowbolts growled at her before disappearing in the mist that brought them. The mist blocking off the rest of the group lifted as Lightning Dust tied the bridge down. Trixie was the first to cross.

“I was worried for a minute,” she admitted.

“Pfft, it was a stupid offer anyway,” said Dust. “Besides, I’ve never liked handouts.” She started flying towards the castle. “Come on, Scales is waiting for us!”

***

“We finally made it!” said Trixie as the group made their way through the castle. She led them to a large room where five stone spheres were.

“Are these the elements?” asked Maud.

“Maybe,” said Trixie. “I need to figure out a way to activate them though.” Maud nodded.

“She needs to focus,” she said as she ushered the others out of the group. “Let’s let her concentrate.” The others silently obeyed but Flim stole a quick worried glance at Trixie. “She’ll be fine,” Maud assured him.

“Yeah. Of course,” said Flim as he followed Maud out of the room. Trixie approached the stones and stood over them.

“What did Dad say about these?” she asked herself. “Something about a spark? Great, I should have known better than to just write off his stories as mere pony tales. Well, here goes nothing.” Her horn began to light up with a magical aura. Just as she was about to attempt a spell on the stones, there was a bright flash of light. When it disappeared, Trixie found herself in a different room facing Nightmare Moon. Scales was in a cage behind her.

“Trixie!” he cried.

“Scales!” Trixie ran towards him but Nightmare Moon shot a blast of magic in front of her stopping her in her tracks.

“You’ve come very far,” she complimented. “You even managed to find these.” She motioned to the stones in front of her that had managed to come with Trixie. “Quite a feat.”

“I passed your test,” said Trixie. “Now give me back Scales so I can leave.”

“And just abandon your allies after all they’ve done for you? How cold.” Trixie felt a wave of guilt hit her. Was she really thinking about abandoning the six who went out of their way to help her when they didn’t need to? “No, I’m not leaving you guys,” she said to herself. She looked at the stones orbs and fired a blast of magic at them. The blast hit them causing a spark to flow between them.

“What? How?” shouted Nightmare Moon as the orbs began to float. However, the spark quickly dissipated and the orbs fell to the ground smashing into tiny pieces.

“Huh?” asked Trixie in shock. “No!”

“Hahahaha, oh how absolutely foolish of you,” mocked Nightmare Moon. “Now you’re all alone.”

“Trixie!” shouted a group of voices. Trixie looked over her shoulder towards a staircase. She could see the silhouettes of the others on the wall as they climbed the stairs.

“Where are you, Trixie?” shouted Flim.

“Shout if you can hear us!” added Flam.

“C’mon, Fireworks, this isn’t funny!” shouted Gilda sounding irritated.

“I was never that good at hide-and-seek, okay? So come out!” ordered Suri.

“You’d better not have fallen off another cliff!” warned Lightning Dust. Maud finally made it up the stairs and smiled softly when she saw Trixie.

“She’s up here,” she called to the others. Soon, everyone was reunited.

“Y-You all came for me?” asked Trixie.

“Of course,” said Maud. “We’re friends by now aren’t we?”

“Friends?” echoed Trixie. Suddenly, it hit her. As if sensing it too, the shattered pieces of the stone orbs began to rise and float around the group.

“What is this?” asked Nightmare Moon. “The Elements were destroyed.”

“Wrong!” shouted Trixie. “They’re right here!” she said motioning to the others. “They represent the Elements of Harmony!”

“What? How?!”

“They might not seem like it on the surfacem" Trixie admitted. "But they've shown what they truly are inside. When Flim and Flam assured me we would find Scales and promised they could rescue me from falling off a cliff, they represented the Element of Honesty!”

Some of the shards formed two amulets around the twins’ neck. The jewels in the amulets were in the shape of their Cutie Marks

“When Gilda showed compassion to the manticore, she represented the Element of Kindness!”

Gilda watched in confusion as her Element appeared around her neck. The jewel on hers was a feather.

“When Maud helped us face our fears, she represented the Element of Laughter!”

Maud appeared slightly surprised as an amulet appeared around her neck.

“When Suri helped the sea serpent with a self-sacrificing gift, she represented the Element of Generosity!”

Suri gave a small shriek in surprise when she received her Element.

“And when Lightning Dust chose to stay true to us rather than join you, she represented the Element of Loyalty!”

Dust smirked confidently as her Element appeared.

“But they’re worthless without the sixth Element!” shouted Nightmare Moon. “And you don’t have it!”

“Wrong!” shouted Trixie. “I understand the old tales now. When these Elements come together, they ignite the spark in us all!” She turned and faced the others. “I felt it when I knew I couldn’t leave you when I could and again when I heard you all coming to find me. I finally realized what it was when Maud asked if we were friends.” Maud smiled at her as Trixie looked at Nightmare Moon. “These six are my friends!” Suddenly, a bright light flashed revealing a tiara with Trixie’s Cutie Mark on it. Nightmare Moon looked at the tiara in horror.

“It can’t be!”

“It is!” confirmed Trixie. “The sixth Element has finally been unleashed! The Element of Magic!” The tiara placed itself on Trixie’s head and began to glow. The other Elements started to glow with a bright aura and fired bright beams of magic that all came together in a rainbow colored burst.

“Nnnooooooo!” shouted Nightmare Moon as the beam crashed into her. She became consumed by the magic and soon the room was covered in blinding light. When it died down, Nightmare Moon was replaced by a smaller blue Alicorn with a light blue mane.

“Did. . .did we do that?” asked Lightning Dust.

“I think so,” said Flam.

“EEEEEEE!” squealed Suri. All eyes turned to her as she looked at her new tail with childish delight. “It’s back!”

“Looks good,” Gilda complimented.

“Your wing seems better too,” Suri observed. Gilda removed the ribbon from her wing and gave it a few flaps.

“Huh, so it is.”

“Wait, can there be two Elements of honesty?” Maud asked the twins.

“We always considered ourselves two parts of a whole,” explained Flim. Both twins looked at their elements.

“Apparently, the Elements do too,” said Flam. Gilda walked up to Trixie and elbowed her.

"So, were buddies now, huh?"

"I guess so," said Trixie. "Can you live with that?" Gilda chuckled.

"I guess so." Trixie smiled but then noticed the blue Alicorn.

"Nightmare Moon?" she asked approaching cautiously.

“N-no,” she said. “Not anymore at least.”

“You never truly were,” said a disembodied voice. The sun began to rise and shine it’s light through the window. A golden aura flew in and shaped itself into none other than Princess Celestia.

“Princess!” cried Trixie as all the Element Bearers bowed. Celestia chuckled.

“Rise, my little ponies,” she said softly. “Today you are all heroes.” Trixie stood up and looked at Celestia.

“Where were you?” she asked. “Did you let this happen?” Celestia shook her head.

“Nightmare Moon’s magic proved stronger than I expected,” she explained. “It managed to catch me unaware and temporarily imprison me. However, when you defeated her, I was able to free myself. I must say, I was surprised to find the Elements found wielders.”

“We’re surprised to be them,” said Trixie. “I don’t think anypony would consider us worthy.”

“Sometimes heroes come from the most unlikely of places,” said Celestia. “You might not have thought yourselves worthy, but when the need arose, you all showed who you could truly be.”

“Th-thank you,” was all Trixie could say. Maud walked up to the blue Alicorn.

“What about her?” she asked. Celestia looked at the blue Alicorn and smiled.

“Princess Luna,” she said as she approached her. Luna gasped and cowered before the Princess she had tried to overthrow.

“P-Please, Sister!” she begged. “I was not in control of my actions! I beg your forgiveness!” She started to cry as she lowered her head. Celestia put a hoof under Luna’s chin and directed her face so the two sisters were looking each other in the eyes.

"Sister?" asked Trixie.

“You do not need to beg for my forgiveness,” Celestia assured Luna. “You never needed to. We were meant to rule together, Little Sister. Let us do so again.” Luna kept crying as she threw herself against her sister.

“I missed you so much!” she cried.

“I missed you as well,” said Celestia as she hugged Luna.

“Aaaaww,” cooed Suri. Everypony smiled at the two sisters reunification. Maud even got a little teary-eyed.

“Um, I hate interrupt,” said Scales, “but can you let me out now?” Luna looked at Scales gasped.

“Oh dear, please forgive me, little one,” she said opening the cage. Scales made a beeline for Trixie who was quick to scoop him into a tight hug.

“I’m so glad you’re safe, Scales!” she said with tears in her eyes. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Scales assured her.

“I am so sorry,” apologized Luna. “I did not wish to harm you. Any of you. But the nightmare was in control and I. . .can any of you find it in yourselves to forgive me?” Trixie and her friends all looked at each other. Scales pulled himself away from Trixie and approached Luna. He placed a clam on her leg and smiled.

“I can do that,” he said with a smile.

“I will too,” said Trixie. The others smiled and nodded in agreement.

“So what happens now?” asked Dust.

“I must take Luna back with me to Canterlot. She has much to catch up on.” Suddenly, Trixie realized something.

“You two are the sisters from my dad’s story,” she said. The sisters looked at each other then back at Trixie and nodded.

“We are,” confirmed Celestia.

“I remember when I was a child that I said if the two sisters were ever reunited, I would put on a show just for them to celebrate. I would be very honored if you would allow me to do so.” The sisters smiled.

“It would be our pleasure,” said Celestia.

***

Back in Ponyville, everypony was gathered around Trixie’s trailer as she performed on stage. She and Scales set off the best fireworks they could. The crowd cheered enthusiastically at the show.

“The Great and Powerful Trrixie would like to honor this special show to the return of Princess Luna!” shouted Trixie. “May the two sisters’ reign last forever!” The crowd cheered some more and Trixie got off the stage. “Let’s pack it up, Scales!” she shouted.

“Right, Trixie,” replied Scales from inside the trailer. He pulled the appropriate levers and rope turning the stage back into a trailer. Trixie looked on as the two sisters mingled with their citizens. Luna seemed nervous but happy.

“Done already?” asked Suri as she and the others approached Trixie.

“I guess,” she said. "Scales and I need to get going."

“What for?” asked Lightning Dust.

“Yeah, you were just becoming bearable,” joked Gilda. Trixie just smiled and rolled her eyes. Scales climbed out of the trailer and walked up to the group.

“Do we have to leave?” he asked Trixie. “It’s not so bad here.”

“No, I guess it isn’t,” Trixie admitted. “But I’m a performer, Scales. The shows won’t just come to me.”

“What if you had a really good agent?” asked Flim.

“Two really good agents,” added Flam. “We could book shows for you and Ponyville could be your base of operations.”

“You would do that for me?” asked Trixie.

“We’re friends,” said Flam. “Of course we would. However, we may have to discuss the issue of pay perhaps.”

“Not now, Flam,” said Flim. He walked up to Trixie. “Besides, you still owe me a date.” Trixie chuckled.

“I do don’t I?” She looked at Scales and patted his head. “I guess you and I finally found a place to stay.”

“Awesome!” shouted Scales.

“Sounds like you all are having a good time,” said Celestia and she and Luna joind the group.

“Trixie and I are staying here in Ponyville,” said Scales excitedly.

“That’s wonderful news,” said Celestia. “It will be good to have all the Element Bearers in one place. I’m sure many adventures await you all.”

“Hopefully, we can get a breather first,” sighed Trixie. “I need one after this.

“Aw, c’mon, Fireworks,” said Gilda putting a talon around Trixie’s shoulder.

“Yeah!” said Lightning Dust mimicking Gilda. “The seven of us can handle anything.”

“You bet!” said the twins joining what was quickly becoming a group hug.

“It’ll definitely be interesting,” chimed in Suri as she hugged Trixie. Maud nodded and she and Scales joined the hug. Trixie giggled.

“Well, if you guys all got my back, I guess I’m ready for anything.” She returned her friends’ hug. For the first time in a long time everything in her life was perfect. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Author's Note

Geez, I hate writing endings. Cliffhangers I can pull like nopony's business but I've never been good at ending chapters. Ugh, I need to work on that.

So, anyway, here's part 2 all done. Hopefully you all enjoyed it. However, I'm not quite done. Thought I'd just do the Nightmare Moon arc and call it quits? Please, I can be more creative than that.

However, I might need a little help. I'd love to keep this story going for as long as I can but I don't want to simply do carbon copies of the episodes just with different characters. So if any of you have suggestions, I'd love to hear them.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading.

Wanna Hang Out?

Trixie stood in the center of Ponyville’s marketplace with a saddlebag. As she looked at the various stands that were set up, Scales scanned the shopping list they had bought. “Alright, so what’s next on the list?” asked Trixie.

“Um. . .milk, eggs, butter, hard candy. . .”

“What was that last one?” asked Trixie.

“Uh, butter?” replied Scales with a nervous smile. Trixie grabbed the list with her magic and saw that “Hard Candy” had been scribbled in at the bottom of the list.

“Nice try, Scales,” said Trixie with an amused grin. She noticed Scales crestfallen expression and sighed. “Here,” she said pulling some spare bits out of her bag. “Since you’ve been so helpful today, I suppose I can spare a couple bits.”

“Wow, really?” asked Scales excitedly as he took the bits.

“Sure, just. . .” Scales was already running off before Trixie could finish. “. . .don’t spend it all in one place.” Trixie sighed and shook her head before looking at the list again.

“Yoo-hoo, Trixie,” called somepony. Trixie looked up from her list and saw Suri Polomare trotting up to her. She was carrying a couple saddlebags that had some fabrics in them.

“Oh, hey, Suri,” greeted Trixie. “You out shopping too?”

“Just picking up some fabrics I ordered. Gotta say it’s nice to see you out and about.”

“Huh?” asked Trixie. “What do you mean?”

“Well, it’s been over a week since you moved to Ponyville and we’ve hardly seen you.”

“I’ve been out!” said Trixie defensively.

“For errands,” Suri countered. “But you’ve haven’t just hung out just for fun you know?”

“What’s your point?” asked Trixie confused. Suri sighed.

“Look, why don’t you come by to Carousel Boutique today?” Suri suggested. “I’ve been toying with a couple ideas to update your wardrobe for your show. I’d love to show them to you.”

“Um, okay?” said Trixie nervously. Suri smiled gleefully.

“Excellent! You’re going to love what I’ve come up with!” She trotted past Trixie. “See you then!”

“Yeah, okay,” said Trixie. It was then that Scales rejoined her holding a paper bag. “Oh, hey, Scales. Find any candy?”

“I got something better,” he said excitedly as he put his hand in the bag and pulled out a brown book. “Look!”

“A book?” asked Trixie.

“It’s a journal,” explained Scales opening the journal up and showing Trixie the blank pages.

“Oh, that’s nice.”

“Something wrong?”

“Suri said that she and the others want to hang out with me.” Scales raised a brow.

“Why?” he asked. Trixie shrugged. “Huh. Weird.”

“I know, right? Still, how bad could it be?”

***

Trixie and Scales walked into Carousel Boutique and saw Suri and Coco putting the finishing touches on an outfit. Coco noticed them first and smiled. “Hey, you two,” she greeted.

“Focus, Coco,” instructed Suri.

“Sorry,” Coco quickly apologized. She turned her attention back to the dress she was working on while Suri walked up to Trixie.

“Glad you two made it,” she said happily. “I think you’re going to like the designs I’ve thought of Trixie.”

“Um, actually, Suri,” said Trixie as she pulled out the cape and hat she had bought with her. “I’m not really looking for a new outfit, but if you wanted to update these I’d be grateful.” Suri took the cape in her hoof and looked it over. It was just a plain old purple cape and while it was clearly taken care of it was starting to show it’s age.

“Hmm. . .nope this won’t do,” said Suri.

“What?” asked Trixie.

“Coco,” Suri called to her assistant. She looked over her shoulder and saw Coco taking Scales’ measurements. “Coco!”

“Yes, Suri?” asked Coco quickly turning her attention to her boss. Suri tossed the cape in front of her.

“Get rid of that old thing will you?” she asked.

“Excuse me?!” snapped Trixie.

“Oh, and this too, okay?” instructed Suri as she reached out to take Trixie’s hat.

“No!” yelled Trixie holding the cape and hat away with her magic. “Thanks for the offer, Suri, but I’ll stick with what I’ve got.”

“Don’t you at least want to see what I’ve come up with.”

“Not interested,” said Trixie coldly. “Come on, Scales.” The baby dragon was quick to follow Trixie out of the shop.

“Don’t you think that was a bit mean?” he asked. “I don’t think Suri meant anything bad.”

“She criticizes my wardrobe and then tries to throw my things away. Where does she get off doing that?”

“I think she just wanted to help.”

“Well, I don’t need it!”

“Need what?” Trixie shrieked and jumped back a foot. Before her, stood Maud covered in dirt.

“Maud?” asked Trixie. “Where’d you come from?”

“The writer thought a random appearance would be funny,” explained Maud.

“What?”

“Nevermind.” Trixie and Scales gave each other confused looks.

“Well, then,” said Trixie. “Um, why are you covered in dirt?”

“Just got back from a quarry outside town.”

“What were you doing there?”

“Studtying rocks. I’m a rock scientist. What are you doing?”

“I was just at Suri’s,” replied Trixie. “She said that she just wanted to hang out, but all she did was try and throw my stuff away.”

“Sounds rough,” said Maud sounding thoroughly uninterested as ever. “But you have been a bit of a recluse lately.”

“I have not! I just haven’t really had much reason to be out is all.”

“Well, why not come help me identify some rocks?” asked Maud.

“Um. . .I don’t really know much about rocks.”

“I can teach you,” Maud offered. “It’ll be fun.” Again, Maud’s voice didn’t betray any emotion. Trixie looked at Scales who only shrugged.

“I guess I could do that. How bad could it be?”

***

“I’ve got to stop asking that question,” muttered Trixie as she sat in Maud’s living room looking at different rocks. Maud held one up.

“This is an igneous rock,” she explained. “Basalt specifically. It’s a fine grained rock formed from cooled magma.” She put the basalt down and grabbed a different rock. “This is granite. It’s the most common type of rock found on continental land masses.”

“That’s very interesting, Maud,” said Trixie forcing a smile on her face. She looked over at Scales who had fallen asleep on the couch. “Isn’t that right, Scales?” she asked elbowing him in the side.

“Hm? What?” asked Scales as he started to wake up. “Is she still droning on about on rocks?”

“Scales! Don’t be rude,” scolded Trixie. Scales noticed Maud and started wringing his tail.

“Oh, um, I’m sorry, Maud. This, um, this is all really cool.” He noticed a small rock on a shelf next to the couch and picked it up. “What kind of rock is this?”

“That’s Boulder,” replied Maud. “He’s my pet rock.”

“Seriously?” asked Scales. Trixie bonked him on the head with her hoof and glared at him. “Oh, um, I mean cool!”

“Well, Maud, this has been quite interesting, but Scales and I need to. . .” She tried to think of a good excuse to leave. Suddenly, Scales stomach started growling. “Lunch! We need lunch.”

“I can make you guys something if you’re hungry,” Maud offered.

“No, no, we don’t want to be an inconvenience,” said Trixie frantically waving her hooves in front of her face. She grabbed Scales and left before Maud could protest. “Ugh, that was boring,” said Trixie when she and Scales were a good distance away from the house. Scales stomach growled again.

“Um, we are going to get lunch right?” he asked.

“You know? That sounds pretty good. Want to make a picnic out of it?”

“Okay!” said Scales happily.

***

Trixie and Scales decided to have their picnic by a lake outside of town. As Trixie munched on a sandwich, she noticed Scales flipping through his journal. “So, have you thought about what you’re going to write in it?”

“I’m not sure actually,” said Scales. “Been trying to think of stuff all day.”

“Maybe it could be a biography of yours truly!” Scales and Trixie looked up and saw Lightning Dust hovering above them.

“Why does everypony keep sneaking up on us today?” Trixie asked herself. Suddenly, Lightning Dust was next to Trixie looking over the picnic.

“Hey, is that a daffodil sandwich?” she asked.

“Yep, made it myself,” said Scales.

“Cool.” Dust took the sandwich and popped it into her mouth. “Delicious!”

“You really think so?” asked Scales with a slight blush.

“What are you doing here, Dust?” asked Trixie. “Shouldn’t you be doing weather patrol or something?”

“Ease up, Trixie, I’m on break,” replied Dust. “I was going to practice some tricks and saw you guys. Thought I’d stop by and say ‘Hi.’ Nice to see you out by the way.”

“Oh for the love of, why does everyone keep saying that?” Dust shrugged.

“I dunno. Hey want to watch me do some tricks? It’s always more fun performing in front of an audience.”

“Well,” said Trixie. “Not that I’m against giving tips to a fellow performer but I’m-”

“Awesome, check this out!” Dust flew up into the air and started performing various tricks. Trixie gave a frustrated sigh while Scales eagerly watched Dust.

“Isn’t she awesome,” he swooned.

“Yeah, great.” She got up and started to walk off.

“Hey, where’re you going?” asked Scales.

“I just want to be alone for a little bit. You can stay and watch Lightning Dust if you want, but I’m going home.”

“Oh. Okay, I’ll see you later.” Trixie didn’t reply as she headed back into town.

***

Trixie trudged along the streets of Ponyville ignoring the various “Hello’s” and “Good Afternoon’s” she kept getting. She just wanted to go home and take a long nap and possibly never leave her trailer ever again.

“Trixie!” she heard the familiar voice of Flim calling. She had to refrain from audibly growling. She turned around and saw the twins approach her.

“Hey, boys,” she greeted. “Can this wait whatever it is?”

“Actually, this is something we thought would be rather crucial to you,” said Flam.

“Oh? How so?” asked Trixie.

“We were thinking about that trailer you live in,” said Flim.

“And we hatched an idea,” added Flam.

“Why not move out!”

“What? Why?” asked Trixie.

“Well, it’s small,” said Flim.

“And cramped,” Flam pointed out. “There’s only enough room for you and Scales.”

“That’s kind of the point,” explained Trixie. “You’re not going to kick me out of my trailer are you?”

“Oh, not at all,” said Flim. “But it couldn’t hurt to check a couple of places out, right? If anything it’ll be fun just to hang out for a bit.”

“What is everypony’s obsession with hanging out with me?” asked Trixie. “Look, fellas, I appreciate the offer but I don’t want to move out of my trailer and I’m not in the mood to just hang out. It isn’t really my thing.” The twins looked at each other than at Trixie.

“Sure, okay I guess,” said Flam.

“Yeah, sorry for inconveniencing you,” apologized Flim. The twins walked away looking a little disappointed. Trixie felt a pang of guilt. Was it really so wrong that her friends wanted to spend time with her? She sighed and started to continue her walk home.

“Hey, Fireworks!” called a voice above her. Trixie screamed and nearly jumped out of her skin. She looked up to see Gilda laughing hysterically on a cloud.

“Ugh! Stop sneaking up on me!”

“Hahahahaha! Oh, that was funny, Fireworks! Ahahahahaha!” Trixie just glared at the griffon until managed to calm herself down. “Whew, sorry about that,” she said wiping a tear from her eye. “That was just too rich.”

“Can I help you, Gilda?” asked Trixie.

“Saw you blowin’ the twins off,” said Gilda plopping down on her stomach on the cloud. Her forelegs hung over the edge. “Pretty cold.”

“Don’t start, Gilda, I already feel bad enough.”

“Yeah, you seem a little stressed. I can fix that.”

“Do you have too,” groaned Trixie. Gilda landed next to her and put a talon over her shoulder.

“Hey, don’t be like that, Fireworks,” said Gilda. “Besides this’ll be fun. You like pulling pranks?”

“I’ve never really done it before,” Trixie admitted.

“Well, no time to start like the present, right?” asked Gilda. Trixie wanted to tell her that she just wanted to go home but she still had that feeling of guilt for blowing off the twins. Actually, she was beginning to feel bad for treating most of her friends rudely.

“I guess I could tag along,” said Trixie.

“Awesome! C’mon, I got some awesome ideas.”

***

“Are you sure we should do this?” asked Trixie looking down into a seven foot deep hole that Gilda had dug. “I don’t want to hurt anypony.” Gilda stabbed the shovel she was using into the ground and wiped the sweat off her brow.

“Chill out, dude,” she said. “See those pillows next to the hole?” Trixie looked at the four large pillows then back at Gilda and nodded. “I’ll put them down here so that no one gets hurt when they fall in.”

“But what if it’s a foal or an elderly pony?” Gilda flew out of the hole and put her talons on Trixie’s shoulders.

“Dude. Relax. I won’t let anyone get hurt alright? This is just for fun.”

“Okay, then.” Trixie looked up at a large rain cloud hovering above them. “What exactly is the prank?”

“Well, the plan is that you’ll use your illusion spells to hide the hole, the cloud, and me. Then when some unsuspecting sap falls in, I’ll make the cloud send a massive downpour on them. It’ll be awesome!”

“I didn’t know griffons could manipulate weather,” said Trixie.

“Well, not as well as a Pegasus can,” explained Gilda. “I guess you ponies have that up on us. Still, I can make a cloud rain.”

“Alright then.” Suddenly, Gilda started looking past Trixie’s shoulder. “What is it?”

“I hear someone coming.” Gilda looked around and spotted large bush. “Quick, hide behind that bush and use an illusion spell.” Trixie nodded and hid behind the bush. Her horn glowed as she focused on the spell. Having to hide three different objects took quite a bit of effort. She closed her eyes to concentrate and didn’t see who their victim was.

“AAAAHHH!” she heard a mare scream followed by a rumble of thunder and rain pouring. Trixie released the spell and peeked over the bush and saw Gilda laughing.

“Hahahahaha! She didn’t even see it coming!” laughed the griffon. “Oh, Fireworks, that was great!”

“Excuse me!” shouted the mare in the pit. Trixie felt a shiver as she recognized the voice.

“Um, Gilda?” asked Trixie.

“Yeah?” replied Gilda still laughing.

“Who’s in the pit?”

“Uuuuhhh. . .”

“Gildaaa?” asked Trixie raising her voice.

“Oh, would you look at the time,” said Gilda checking her wrist for a watch that wasn’t there. “Gotta fly see ya!” The griffon took off at breakneck speed before Trixie could stop her.

“Somepony get me out of here!” shouted the pit pony. Trixie cautiously walked over to the pit and looked inside. Mayor Mare glared back at her. She was covered in mud and her hair dye was washing out of her mane.

“Umm, good afternoon, Mayor,” greeted Trixie with a nervous chuckle.

***

It took Trixie twenty minutes to get Mayor Mare out of the pit. Since it was Trixie’s first offense, the mayor told her that her punishment would just be to refill the hole tomorrow morning. Still, Trixie was quite peeved. She had been dragged around all day and then ended up getting slammed with community service. Gilda was going to get a piece of her mind when she saw them next. As she finally reached her trailer, she saw that all of her friends were waiting outside for her.

“Can I help you?” she asked clearly annoyed.

“Yeah,” answered Suri. “We wanted to apologize to you about today.”

“We realize that we perhaps came on a little strong,” said Maud. “I forget not everyone finds rock science as thrilling as I do.”

“Um, yeah,” said Gilda. “And sorry about ditching you like that.”

“It’s just that you’ve been so reclusive lately,” explained Dust. “We were trying to help you get out of your shell.”

“But I guess we might have gotten carried away,” said Flim.

“And we forgot to ask what you might want to do rather than just forcing you to do what we wanted,” added Flam.

“Wow,” gasped Trixie. She was feeling that guilt again. “I need to apologize too. You all went out of your way to try and spend time with me and even help me and I just kept blowing you all off. None of you really deserved it. It’s just that it’s always been me and Scales for so long. I’m not really used to having friends I can just hang out with.”

“W’re not really used to having a friend we want to hang out with,” said Suri.

“Guess we’re all having trouble getting out of our comfort zones,” said Gilda.

“I’ll tell you what,” said Trixie. “I promise I’ll make an effort to not be so reclusive all the time.”

“And we promise not to rush you through it,” promised Lightning Dust. The others nodded in agreement.

“Sounds like a plan. Hey, why don’t we all go to Sugar Cube Corner and just chat?” suggested Trixie. “Sound good?”

“Sounds awesome!” said Dust as she took off towards the bakery. “Last one there pays!”

“Hey!” shouted the others in unison as they hurried to catch up.

***

“And so I said, ‘Trixie apologizes for the inconvenience, Sir, but you must admit you look good in pink,'” said Trixie. The others started laughing at her story. Maud only smiled a little. Shen then looked over at Scales who was scribbling in his journal.

“What are you doing, Scales?” she asked. Scales looked up from his book to see everyone looking at him.

“Well, um, I found out what I could write in my journal,” he said.

“Cool,” said Gilda. “Whatcha come up with?”

“I thought I’d write about our time in Ponyville and what you’re all learning about friendship. You guys don’t mind do you?” Trixie smiled and rubbed the spikes on his head.

“That sounds like a great idea, Scales,” she assured him. “Mind if we hear it?”

“Really?” he asked. The others nodded. “Well, okay then.”
Dear Journal,

For a long time, my best friend, Trixie and I have lived by ourselves. There was never really much reason to stick around in any one town for long to try and make friends. However, a week ago, we finally found a place to call home. A small town called Ponyville. We quickly made some really awesome friends but Trixie had trouble adjusting. She really wasn’t used to just hanging out with her friends.

Her new friends seemed to have trouble as well. While they tried to reach out to her, they ended up just forcing Trixie to do stuff she wasn’t really comfortable doing. However, both groups were able to settle their differences and become better friends as a result.

What I’ve learned from all of this is that sometimes it can be really hard to get out of your comfort zone and try something different. However, sometimes trying something new can lead to some really awesome memories and times with friends. But I also learned that everypony has to do things at their own pace and you can’t force them to become comfortable with something they’re not used to right off the bat.

It can be scary getting used to something new, but it can also feel pretty awesome once you do it. Especially when a good friend helps you along the way.

From,

Scales the Dragon

“Well, how was that?” asked Scales.

“Not bad for a first try,” complimented Lightning Dust.

“I think that’s something we can all take to heart,” said Suri. Trixie smiled.

“That’s a great entry, Scales,” she said. “I’ll try and keep that in mind.”

“Hey, speaking of trying something new,” said Gilda looking at a menu. “They have some new super spicy muffin recipe. Anyone up for that?”

“I don’t know,” said Dust. “I’m not really into spicy food.”

“What happened to trying new things?” teased Flam.

“Nah, she right,” said Gilda. “She shouldn’t try it if she can’t handle it.”

“I can to handle it!” shouted Dust slamming her hoof onto the counter. She looked at the mare behind the counter “Hey, bring a dozen of those spicy muffins!” Trixie sighed.

“Certainly won’t be dull around here,” she said. The waitress brought the muffins over and everypony at the table began to cheer Gilda and Dust on as they commenced their competition. Trixie just chuckled. “But I think I can used to it.”

Author's Note

This took forever to write. I hope it isn't too clunky, I'm not really used to writing Aesopic stories like this. Before anyone asks, yes, they do call Maud's work "Rock Science" in the show even though it's technically geology. Oh, and thank you internet for giving me basic info on rocks! I'm still taking suggestions if you all have any.

Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading.

Lightning Pride

Lightning Dust took a deep breath and exhaled as she looked at the thundercloud in front of her. On the ground, Scales and Dust’s little sister, Scootaloo watched her. While normally not opposed to having an audience, right now, the two of them were making Dust even more nervous.

“So, what exactly is the trick?” Scales asked Scootaloo.

“She’s experimenting with a new trick. She’s gonna charge right through that cloud and make it burst.” Scales raised a brow in confusion.

“I don’t get it.”

“That’s a thunder cloud. It holds lightning. When she makes it burst, it’ll explode lightning.”

“Oooohh. Cool.” Scales scratched his head. “But won’t that hurt?”

“Not if she goes fast enough. However, she needs to be at just the right speed. Any slower and she’ll get a pretty bad jolt. Especially with how much lightning that particular cloud she’s using has.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, we’re talking major burns, possible paralysis . .” Scootaloo continued to list possible injuries while Dust listened. Her eye twitched as her nerves got the better of her.

“SCOOTALOO!” she shouted down to the filly. Both kids looked up at Dust. “Don’t you two have something better you could be doing?” Scootaloo shook her head.

“Nope,” she said. “Sweetie Belle is sick and Apple Bloom’s brother is teaching her how to buck trees.”

“And Trixie is studying new spells for her magic shows,” Scales said. “We thought we’d give you moral support.”

“I just want to see you get zapped by lightning,” Scoots said bluntly. “Your mane gets all funny looking when that happens.” Scootaloo giggled at the thought. Dust glared at her sister.

“Hmph. Love you too, Sis.” Scootaloo just smiled making Dust roll her eyes. She looked back at the thunder cloud and flew a few feet back. “Well, here goes nothing I guess.” She gulped loudly and charged at the cloud as fast as her wings could take her. Dust closed her eyes as she made contact with the cloud.

ZZZZZAAAAAPPP!

“Waaaahhh!” shouted Dust as the cloud sent her flying off in the distance. Scales and Scootaloo just watched in wide-eyed shock.

“Well,” Scales said. “That happened.” Scootaloo nodded.
“We should probably go check on her,” she said. The two kids got up and began to walk in the direction Dust went flying. “You think she landed anywhere bad?” Scales shrugged.

***

Gilda flopped down on her back on a soft plushy cloud. She let her legs, wings, and tail hang lazily over the edge of the cloud while she closed her eyes for a nap. The warm sun and light, cool breeze felt amazing.

“AAAAAAAAAHHHH!” One of Gilda’s eyes popped open at the sound of a distant scream. She rolled over and scrambled to her feet and looked around for whatever it was that was making that sound. In the distance she saw a yellow blur. She squinted her eyes to get a better look.

“Lightning Dust?” she asked.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!” Dust screamed. The distance between her and Gilda closed at an alarming rate. Gilda gasped and then suddenly got an annoyed look on her face.

“Ah, great-OOF!” Dust crashed into Gilda sending them to the ground. Luckily, they landed in some bushes. Gilda found herself pinned under Dust and pushed her off with a grunt. “Ow.” She managed to climb out of the bush and rubbed her sore head. “Geez, if it isn’t fireworks, it’s a kamikaze Pegasus.” Gilda looked over her shoulder at the dazed Lightning Dust. “What was that all about anyway?”

“No, Mommy, Spitfire broke the vase,” Dust said. Her mane was a mess, her eyes were rolling around in her head, and she smelt like burnt meat.

“Um, Dust?” Gilda asked. She grabbed the Pegasus by the shoulders and lifted her into a sitting position. Dust’s head fell back limply.

“Oooo, the sky’s on the floor,” she said. Gilda shook Dust a little.

“Hey, come on, dude, snap out of it.” Dust shook her head and looked up at Gilda.

“Oooh, where am I?” Gilda pulled her out of the bush and set her down on the ground. Dust held her head in her hooves. “Why is everything shaking?”

“You came flying out of the sky and crashed into me. What were you doing anyway?” Dust let go of her head and blinked a couple times as she oriented herself with her surroundings. Suddenly, her eyes widened in realization.

“Oh, I was practicing that trick for the Young Fliers Contest,” she said. “It, um, it didn’t go very well.” She chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of her head. She gave Gilda a confused look. “Shouldn’t you be practicing for the contest too?” Gilda shrugged.

“Eh. I’m good.”

“Huh? What do you mean you’re good?” asked Dust getting up on all fours. “Don’t you know how intense this contest gets? And aren’t you interested in the prize?”

“Day with the Wonderbolts? Not terribly. Besides, I thought you weren’t too big a fan of theirs either.”

“They’re still Equestria’s best fliers and getting their attention could mean big things for me.” Dust sat down and rubbed her head still aching from the crash. “So, if you don’t care for the prize, why are you even entering?”

“I wanna pit my skills against you Pegasi.” Gilda smirked. “Should be fun.”

“Gilda! Lightning Dust!” Scales shouted. Gilda looked over her shoulder and saw Scales and Scootaloo running up to them. When Scootaloo saw her sister’s messy and slightly singed mane, she immediately fell on the ground laughing.

“Bwahahahaha! Y-You look so, hahahahaha!” The laughing filly clutched her sides as she laughed. Scales and Gilda started to chuckle when they saw Dust’s mane. Dust just growled at the three and took off to the skies.

“I think we made her mad,” Scales said rubbing the back of his head.

“Ah, she’ll be fine,” Gilda assured him. She looked at Scootaloo who was still laughing. “I’d be more worried that Scoots will run out of breath.”

***

Trixie took a sip of her tea as she read her book. Immediately, she spit out the disgusting liquid. “I need to have Scales make me a pot before he goes out next time.” The sound of thunder caught her attention. “It isn’t supposed to rain is it?”

“AAAAAAHHH!” The scream was followed by something hitting the roof of the trailer and Trixie saw a blue and yellow blur fall by her bedroom window. She quickly went outside and saw Lightning Dust in a heap on the ground.

“Lightning Dust?” Trixie asked. She carefully poked her friend’s leg which twitched in response. “Are you okay?” Dust got into a sitting position and wavered uneasily.

“No, more roller coasters, Daddy, I feel sick,” she said. She shook her head and blinked. “Oh, ow, that’s smarts.” She rubbed her temples and winced.

“New trick not working out?” Trixie asked. Dust shook her head which she immediately regretted.

“I just can’t get through those clouds quick enough.” She rolled her shoulders and flapped her wings a couple times. “I need an edge to help.”

“I think you should take a break. Maybe see a doctor?” Dust stood up and stretched her wings out.

“No, way. I need to get this trick down first.”

“But it’s two whole weeks until the contest. Gilda hasn’t even started practicing yet.”

“And that’ll be her downfall! I’m going to train my flank off and blow the judges away!”

“Not literally I hope.” Dust raised a brow.

“What do you mean?”

“You’ve been a little. . .” Trixie searched for the right word, “. . .crash landy lately. Which is why you should really see a doctor.” Dust just waved Trixie off with a hoof.

“I’ll see one later,” she said. Trixie shook her head.

“Just don’t hurt yourself.”

“I won’t.” Dust flew off into the air leaving Trixie behind. Trixie sighed.

“I hope all her work pays off.”

Two weeks later. . .

Trixie, Scales, Maud, Suri, and the twins found themselves in Cloudsdale’s stadium. Trixie managed to find a cloud walking spell to let the six of them see the competition. Scootaloo had joined them as well. “This is so cool!” Scales said excitedly.

“It is rather thrilling,” Suri said. “The cloud architecture is absolutely inspiring.”

“I can barely contain my excitement,” Maud said. The others gave her quizzical looks. As usual, Maud’s tone didn’t betray much emotion but she did have the tiniest smile on her face.

“Hey, look, here come the first of the fliers,” Flam said. He pointed to a curtain on the far end of the stadium where a young Pegasus colt flew out.

“How do you think Gilda and Lightning Dust are holding up?” Flim asked.

“Gilda seemed to take all of this in stride,” Trixie said. “I don’t even know if she did any training. Dust was a wreck the whole time.” She looked at Scootaloo. “Did she ever take a break?” The filly shook her head.

“I don’t think so. She’s been too busy practicing her tricks. I think her feathers are still a little singed.”

“Come on you guys this is Lightning Dust we’re talking about!” Scales said jumping to his feet. “She’ll totally own this contest!” He looked at the Pegasus currently doing a barrel roll. “Here that buddy? Lightning Dust is going to make you regret ever-” Trixie quickly put a hoof over his mouth and looked at the other Pegasi in the audience glaring at them.

“Heh, heh, sorry,” she apologized. “First time fan. He’s very excited.”

“DUST IS GOING TO KICK YOUR SORRY FLANK!” Everypony looked at Maud who had suddenly shouted at the Pegasus. Trixie face hoofed.

“Security is going to kick us out before Gilda or Dust can even perform.”

***

Lightning Dust finally managed to pull on the rubber suit Suri had made for her. The suit covered everything but her wings, muzzle, tail, and eyes. It was a little difficult to walk in but it would help her not get zapped as badly. She put on her aviator goggles and looked at herself in the mirror. Her reflection looked back at her. “You got this!” she said.

“Yeah, you know maybe,” said the reflection.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, you could totally blow this.”

“Hey, you’re my reflection; you’re supposed to be on my side!” There was a knock on the dressing room door.

“Yo, Dust, you okay in there?” Gilda asked from the other side of the door. Dust sighed and opened the door. She saw Gilda wearing her own pair of goggles as well as a very nice crimson scarf that Suri made for her. “Dude, are you talking to yourself?” Dust shoved past her and started doing exercises. “Hey, what’s with the cold shoulder?”

“Can’t talk.” Dust started doing wing ups. “Need to do some last minute training.” Gilda rolled her eyes.

“You seriously need to chill, girl,” she said sitting in front of her. “It’s a contest sure, but you need to have some fun.” Dust stopped and glared at her.

“Everyone says that!” She stood up to her full height. “Especially lazy losers who can’t be bothered to practice.” Gilda stood up to her full height now. She was easily a couple inches taller than Dust.

“Watch it, Dust,” she warned. Her voice had a slight growl to it. “I’m trying to help but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna sit here and let you insult me.” The two rivals locked eyes waiting for the other to react.

“Number 7!” somepony called out. Dust’s ear twitched.

“That’s me,” she said.

“Hmph. Good luck,” Gilda said. Dust backed up a couple of steps than turned around and left the waiting room. As she stepped out onto the stadium, the cheers of the crowd was almost deafening. She scanned the crowd and found her friends and sister near the front. Their presence made Dust both calm and tense at the same time. She looked up at the sky and saw seven thunderclouds. If everything went as planned she’d fly through them and the trail she naturally left when she went flying would form the lightning bolt on her Cutie Mark. The lightning for the clouds would add the extra flare she’d need to win. She took a deep breath and exhaled.

“I got this,” she told herself. She eyed the cloud that would form the tip of the lightning bolt. Even with her suit she’d need to hit it just right. “No, time to stress it. You’ve been practicing this for two weeks. No way you’ll fail.” She closed her eyes and listened to the cheers. “Hear that? In a minute they’ll be twice as loud and hailing your awesomeness.” She opened her eyes and smirked. “Yeah, I got this.”

Dust took off into the sky. As the first cloud came closer, she flapped her wings for an extra burst of speed. Soon, she hit the cloud and

ZZZZAAAAAAAPPPP!

***

Gilda could only roll her eyes at the pep talk Dust was giving herself. Just do the trick already, Dust, sheesh. Finally, Dust flew up to the first cloud. Oh, finally. She watched as Dust hit the first cloud.

ZZZZAAAAAAAPPPP!

Dust immediately fell out of the sky. She missed any clouds that could break her fall and began hurdling towards the ground.

“Lightning Dust!” Gilda shouted. She immediately took off after the unconscious Pegasus going as fast as her wings could take her. The Wonderbolts went after as well, but Gilda was already ahead of them. She scooped Dust up in her talons. “Gotcha!” Gilda slowed her descent and then flew back up to the stadium and laid Dust down on a cloud. One of the Wonderbolts, a mare with an orange mane, flew up to them.

“Is she alright?!” she asked. Her voiced sounded panicky. Gilda looked at her and nodded.

“I think so.” The Wonderbolt approached Lightning Dust.

“Wreckless, filly,” she said. Gilda raised a brow. Before she could ask the mare what she meant, Trixie and the others ran up to them.

“Gilda, is Dust okay?” Scales asked. He knelt by Dust and put a claw on her head.

“We should get a medic,” Maud said. The others nodded.

“I’ll go get one,” the Wonderbolt said. She flew off to get somepony.

“So, who wants to break the news to her when she wakes up?” Suri asked. “Not it.”

“Not it!” shouted the twins in unison.

“Not it,” said Scootaloo. Scales shook his head.

“Not it!”

“I gotta perform soon,” Gilda said. Maud just silently shook her head. Trixie rolled her eyes and sighed.

“Ugh, you all are impossible.”

***

“Oooh, my head,” Dust moaned. She sat up and opened her eyes. Her vision was a little blurry; however, she could make out a familiar blue blur. “Trixie?”

“Hey, Dust.”

“What happened?” Dust held a hoof to her head. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. “I remember hitting that first cloud and then nothing.”

“Well, um. . .” Dust’s vison came into focus and she noticed Trixie nervously looking around the room. “You kind of got knocked unconscious at the first cloud.” Dust was speechless for a minute as she processed the words.

“The first one?” Trixie nodded. “I didn’t make it to any others?” Trixie shook her head. Dust leaned back in her bed. “I failed on the first try. I can’t believe it.” Trixie gave her a sympathetic look.

“I’m sorry, Dust. I know how much you practiced for it.”

“I trained my flank off for two weeks and blew it on the first try! Who does that?!”

“It could have happened to anypony.”

“But it didn’t! It happened to me!” Dust crossed her forelegs and huffed. She looked at Trixie and raised a brow. “What about Gilda?”

“Oh, well, she um, kind of won.”

“Come again?”

“Well, she pulled off a pretty impressive obstacle course and saving you didn’t hurt.”

“Are you joking? You’ve got to be pulling my leg or something?”

“Um, no, I’m not.”

“I DON’T BELIEVE THIS!” Dust shouted. “I worked so hard only to blow it, but if fate isn’t cruel enough, I help that lousy griffon get the gold?!” Trixie stomped her hoof.

“Lightning Dust! Don’t talk about Gilda like that! She saved her life!”

“And then took my win! She barely even trained and she won! That’s just-ugh!” She flew out of the room before Trixie could say anything.

One week later. . .

To say Lightning Dust was in a bad mood would be putting it lightly. She spent the whole week after the contest engrossed in either her work or slouching around at Sugar Cube Corner. She barely spoke to anypony unless she had to.

Trixie and the others tried to reach out to her, but Dust wasn’t having it. It even got to the point where she would make it rain on anyone who even mentioned the contest in passing. Every cloud she came within range of would turn into a raincloud which more than annoyed Dust’s boss Cloudkicker. Not that Dust cared.

Dust was particularly peeved at Gilda making her life as miserable as possible. Shooting lightning at her while she slept, slipping hot sauce in Gilda’s drinks, or even pretending to try and make up but using a joy buzzer when Dust shook Gilda’s talon. Gilda did her best to try and wait it out, but she was reaching her wit’s end.

Gilda, Trixie, and Maud decided to try and go for an intervention and meet Lightning Dust at Sugar Cube corner. Gilda kept her head low and had a scowl on her face. “Why are we bothering?” she asked. “She won’t listen.”

“It’s worth a shot,” Maud said.

“That’s right,” Trixie added. “We ought to at least make the effort, right?” Gilda sighed and blew some feathers out of her face.

“Alright, I guess.” She saw Dust through the window of Sugar Cube Corner. Gilda opened the door and stepped inside. “But if she-whoa!” she didn’t get to finish her sentence as she slipped and fell on the floor with a loud thud. “Ow.”

“Oh my,” said Mrs. Cake as she exited the kitchen. “What happened to the ‘Wet Floor’ sign?” Gilda heard laughing and looked to see Dust laugh and hold up the missing sign. The straw fell and the camel cried in pain as his back broke.

“That’s it!” Gilda scrambled to her feet slipping up a little. When she regained her footing, she marched over to Dust’s table and stood across from her. “What is your issue?” Dust shrugged.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said. She sipped casually on her milkshake.

“Like hay you don’t!” Gilda snatched the sign away from Dust and gave it back to Mrs. Cake. “You’ve been making my life a living Tartarus for a week now!”

“Not my problem you can’t handle a few pranks.”

“It’s more than a few pranks,” Maud said. Her voice sounded a little annoyed. Trixie nodded in agreement.

“You’ve been unproductive at work and blowing off the rest of us,” she said.

“Who are you three? My mom?” asked Dust. “Lay off.”

“You first,” said Gilda. Dust snorted and went back to her milkshake. Gilda was seething at this point. Time for some tough love. My favorite kind. She went to Dust’s side of the table and dragged her out of her seat.

“What are you doing?” Dust asked. Gilda dragged Dust out of the shop kicking and screaming. When they were outside, Gilda tossed Dust to the ground in front of her. Dust got to her feet and in Gilda’s face. “You looking to start something?”

“You seem to want too!” Dust snarled while Gilda growled loudly.

“Fine! We’ll settle this! You and me race!”

“When and where?”

“Ghastly Gorge! Now!” Both Trixie and Maud’s eyes widened.

“Wait what?” Trixie asked.

“That’s crazy,” Maud said.

“You’re on!” Gilda shouted. The two rivals flew off without another word.

“This isn’t good,” Trixie said. Maud shook her head.

“Chapter will have an interesting climax though,” Maud said.

“What?”

“Never mind.”

***

Trixie and Maud had gathered the others to try and talk sense into Gilda and Dust.

“You two are insane,” Suri shouted at them. “Just talk it out, okay?”

“No more words,” Gilda said. She and Dust were locked in what seemed to be the world’s most intense staring contest.

“You’ll get yourselves killed,” Flim said.

“And what will I tell, Sis if you get hurt really bad?” Scootaloo asked.

“Don’t care,” Dust said. “We’re doing this.” She looked out at the gorge. “First one to the other side wins.”

“Sounds good,” Gilda said. The two fliers faced the gorge and got ready to fly. “On three. One”

“Two.”

“Thr-” There was a burst of wind as Dust took off. “CHEATER!” Gilda quickly flew after Dust while the others made their way to the other side of the canyon.

Gilda managed to reach Dust and the two were soon neck and neck. Dust quickly glanced over at Gilda who seemed completely focused on the path ahead of her. The two soon came upon a cave. When they entered, Dust immediately found herself pushed back by a powerful gust. Gilda seemed to have trouble too, but her stronger wings allowed her to push forward. Dust was not one to be beaten twice, however. She forged onward staying on Gilda’s tail just barely. The cave wasn’t long though and the two were soon free and onto the next obstacle.

A large web of vines and thorns blocked their path. Gilda hesitated for a moment allowing Dust to fly ahead. She managed to weave through the tight spaces getting only a few scrapes. Gilda had a harder time. Her tail and left wing got caught on a branch and a particularly long thorn dug into her side. She ignored the pain as she pulled herself freed. A piece of branch remained on her tail, however.

There was no time to react as the two racers reached a nest of quarry eels. Upset at having their home disturbed, the giant reptiles popped their heads out and bit at Gilda and Dust with their massive jaws. One got too close to Gilda but she whacked it with her tail leaving the thorny branch on its shout. Another managed to trap Dust in its mouth but she punched her way out and exited the nostril. However, the delay allowed Gilda to get ahead. Dust narrowed her eyes at her rival and flew extra fast to catch up.

Gilda looked over her shoulder at Dust. She smirked when she found that she could win if she kept up her current pace.

SLAM!

Gilda was dazed for a second. Where’d that wall come from? Suddenly, she heard a loud rumble and looked up in time to see a large rock fall on her and send her crashing to the ground. Dust witnessed the event and smiled.

“I can win this!” Her moment of glory was interrupted when she saw an even bigger bolder fall towards Gilda. The injured griffon was too dazed to react. With little time to react, Dust swooped down and pulled Gilda away to safety. The two quickly crash landed and tumbled for a bit before stopping. They sat up and looked back at the rubble. “That was insane.” She thought about the race as a whole. Wind tunnels, sword-like thorns, quarry eels, it was too much. “It’s all insane.” She looked at Gilda. “What are we doing?”

“I’m trying to get you out of your funk,” Gilda said. She grabbed her shoulder and winced. “I think we took it too far though.”

“That’s an understatement.” Dust noticed Gilda’s bleeding side, torn up tail, and multiple bruises. Then she looked at herself. A couple of scratches and some eel snot but not too bad. Still, Gilda got the worst of it. “I’m such an idiot.” Gilda looked at her nervously.

“I’m hesitant to reply.”

“Don’t be. I got so caught up in a silly loss and let it go to my head. But’s just so frustrating, you know? I worked so hard only to fail but you won with hardly any effort.”

“It took effort,” Gilda said. “I was sore for days after the contest.”

“But it came to you so easily.”

“Flying’s always come easy to me. It’s just a talent.”

“It just doesn’t seem fair.”

“I know, Dust.” Gilda put a talon on Dust’s shoulder. “But you know what?”

“What?”

“There’s always someone better than you.”

“Gee, thanks.” Gilda removed her talon from Dust’s shoulder and rubbed her head.

“No, I mean, ugh, work with me here. You can’t be better than everyone. It just isn’t possible. Sometimes you meet someone who just has more skill.”

“I guess.”

“But that doesn’t mean you’re any less awesome though. And it certainly doesn’t mean you can’t improve. I don’t have any doubt that you might surpass me someday.”

“But what if I don’t?”

“Well, is that really the end of the world?” Dust thought about what Gilda said.

“I guess not. But I worked so hard!”

“I know, and it stinks. But you can’t let that get you down. And you shouldn’t vent your frustrations out on others.”

“I know.” Dust felt tears prick her eyes. “I’m sorry, Gilda. I just wanted to prove I was the best and I got so caught up in my pride that I couldn’t stand the thought of someone beating me. It didn’t help that you can fly so well naturally.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You’re amazing! I’d kill for skills like yours!” Gilda found herself blushing a little.

“I still got cocky though. If I kept a level head we might have been able to avoid all of this.”

“Same goes double for me. Can we put this behind us?” Gilda nodded.

“Sure.” The two shook talon and hoof. “You know, while I might be a natural flier, you do it as a passion. It’s who you are. I don’t have any doubt you’ll beat me someday.”

“Thanks. But I think I’ll just focus on being the best I can be rather than what someone else can.” Gilda smiled.

“Sounds like a plan.”

***

Dear Journal,

My friend Lightning Dust is an awesome flier. Easily one of the best. However, sometimes her pride gets in her way. Today she learned that sometimes you can’t beat everyone and there might be somepony else who’s better than you. But you shouldn’t get caught up in comparing yourself to someone else. You need to be confident in your own skills and talents. Maybe someday you’ll surpass your better, maybe you won’t. However, you need to focus on becoming the best that you can be because in the end, that’s who you are and that’s something no one can take away.

From,

Scales
“Scales, come on,” Trixie called. Scales closed his journal and went outside. The group had gathered to watch Lightning Dust try her new trick again. They decided to use smaller clouds. Dust was in her rubber flight suit and looking up at the seven clouds she set up.

“Ready for this?” Gilda asked. Dust gulped.

“I think so.”

“Ah, you got this. Come on, just like we practiced.” Dust nodded and adjusted her goggles. She flew up into the first cloud. It exploded in a burst of lightning.

“Go, Sis, go!” shouted Scootaloo.

“You got this, Dust!” Scales cheered. Dust ignored them as she focused on the next six clouds. She managed to fly through each one without getting zapped. She landed and looked up at her handiwork. A lightning bolt shined brightly in the sky dotted by sparkling lightning bursts.

“Way to go, Dust!” Flam cheered.

“WWWOOOOOO! THAT WAS AWESOME!” Maud shouted. Everyone laughed for a second before cheering themselves. Gilda approached Dust and gave her a friendly punch in the shoulder.

“Getting better every second,” she said. Dust smiled.

“Good enough for me.”

Author's Note

Ha! I beat you procrastination bug!

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed. I hope the moral is muddled. I'm always afraid something will get lost in translation. And pacing. I need to work in pacing I think. I'm trying to cut down on saidisms too.

I also decided to abuse the AU tag a bit and make some tweaks to Dust's family.

Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading.

Loss in Las Pegasus

It was a rainy Saturday morning in Ponyville, the perfect type of morning to just sleep in. Trixie was doing just that, lying comfortably in her cozy bed with her warm blanket draped over her and her head resting on her favorite pillow. Today her bedding seemed extra comfy for whatever reason. Not that she was going to complain. As far as she was concerned, she could sleep the whole day.

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!*

So of course the door had to knock. Sure, why not? Trixie gave an annoyed growl and looked over at Scales who was curled up in his basket not at all bothered by the noise. For a moment, Trixie considered waking him up, but Scales was always cranky when he didn’t wake up on his own. She’d take obnoxious door knocking over a cranky baby dragon any day.

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!*

Though today she might make an exception. Trixie thought about getting up, but none of her limbs felt like moving. It was almost like her bed got even cozier all of a sudden.

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!*

“Trixie?” called the familiar voice of Flim. For a second, Trixie considered forcing herself out of bed. He was one of her friends after all. Maybe he finally wanted to plan that date he asked her out on. She started to lift her head off of her pillow but immediately missed its soft, cushiony feel. She plopped her head back down. She could talk to Flim later.

“Are you in there, Trixie?” called Flam. They were both here? What did they want that required them to come out in the rain? Well, whatever it was, it could probably wait, right?

“We have some exciting news for you!” Flim said. Unless, somepony was dying, Trixie didn’t really care.

“We managed to book you a show!” Flam added. That was almost worth getting out of bed, but they could give her the details later. Maybe if she ignored them they would go away. It was silent for a moment. Trixie wondered if the twins had somehow telepathically read her mind to see what she wanted. She shuttered at the thought of her friends being able to read her mind.

“It’s a show in Las Pegasus!” both twins shouted. Oh, that was just unfair. Immediately, Trixie pulled herself out of bed and went to answer the door, making sure not to disturb Scales as she left the bedroom. She opened the front door and saw both twins with huge grins on their faces and soaked to the bone. Flam’s mustache was drooping like it was about to fall off his face.

“Told you that’d get her up,” Flim said elbowing his brother’s side. Flam rolled his eyes.

“Yes, yes, I owe five bits.”

“Okay, petty bets aside,” Trixie interrupted, “you two got me a show in Las Pegasus?” Both twins glanced at each other a little nervously.

“Weeeell. . .sort of,” Flam said. Trixie raised a brow.

“What do you mean sort of?” Trixie asked. There was a rumble of thunder. “Hold that thought, come inside first.” She let the twins entered the house and got them a couple of towels to dry themselves off. She sat on the couch and looked at them. “Now, do you two care to elaborate?”

“Well, we found an opening for a show in Las Pegasus,” Flam said. He rubbed his mane with the towel as he spoke. Flim nodded as he rubbed his legs dry.

“It’s nothing too big, unfortunately, but we figured any chance to perform in a hot spot like Las Pegasus was a good one.” Trixie nodded. She couldn’t disagree with that argument.

“So what are my chances?” she asked. Flim finished drying off and sat next to Trixie on the couch putting a hoof over her shoulder.

“With the two of us as your agents? I’d say 110% at least,” he said. Flam sat on a chair across from the couch and tapped his chin.

“115% if we pull a few strings,” he said. Trixie smiled and rolled her eyes. The twins were nothing if not confident. However, she was a bit uneasy.

“What exactly do you mean by ‘pull a few strings?’” she asked them.

“We have ways of making things work out in our favor.”

“They don’t involve anything shady do they?” The twins just looked at each other silently. Trixie sighed. “Look, fellas, I’m glad you two are trying to help. I really mean that. However, I need to know you two won’t do anything dishonest.” Flim looked nervously at his brother who rubbed the back of his neck. “I need to know I can trust you guys.” Flim smiled and sat up straight.

“Trixie, we give you our solemn vow that we will be nothing but professional and honest throughout this entire ordeal.”

“You promise?” Trixie asked. Flam nodded.

“We promise,” he said. Trixie smiled. She then heard an irritated groan from her bedroom followed by a groggy Scales walking into the living room.

“Hrm, what’s with all the talking? I’m trying to sleep!” he shouted. Trixie sighed. So much for her relaxing Saturday morning.

Four days later. . .

The twins approached the manager’s office of Spotlight Hall, one of Las Pegasus’ theaters. Not the fanciest or most famous, but it definitely wasn’t shabby. Both of the twins were confident Trixie could put on a spectacular show here if she was given the chance.

“Ready to book Trixie her first gig?” Flam asked. Flim nodded.

“Let’s do this.” He knocked on the door.

“Come in,” replied a feminine voice from the other side. Flim opened the door and saw a gray, middle-aged mare with a white mane and a blue business suit. Her flank was exposed revealing a spotlight Cutie Mark.

“Miss Spotlight, I presume?” Flim asked. The mare nodded.

“Yes, and who are you two?” she asked. The twins entered the room, took off their hats, and gave a slight bow.

“Flim and Flam at your service,” Flim said.

“We’re here to book you the best show this theater has ever seen!” Flam added.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” Spotlight said. She didn’t sound very impressed. “Now take a seat and tell me why I should let your friend perform?” The twins looked at each other. They knew that Spotlight wasn’t going to be an easy client to persuade. They sat in the two seats across from her desk and put their hats back on.

“Right to the chase,” Flam said. “I like that! We’ll allow us to be upfront.”

“Our friend, Trixie, is perhaps one of the most, no, the most talented act you will ever see!” Flim said. “Her magic shows are beyond compare.” Spotlight raised a brow.

“I’ve admit I’ve heard of your friend recently,” she said, “but that’s just it. It’s been only recent. If your friend is as good as you say I would have heard of her long before now.” Flim narrowed his eyes at Spotlight and was about to say something (likely very foolish) when Flam interrupted putting a hoof on his brother’s chest.

“To be fair, Miss Spotlight, Trixie didn’t have access to an agent before. She had to use what little resources that were at hoof. If you need convincing, we’ve taken the liberty of gathering up references and reviews of previous shows.” He pulled out a file from under his vest and gave it to Spotlight. The elder mare put on a pair of glasses and read the papers over.

“These are indeed very positive reviews. Also, Trixie popularity with the recent Nightmare Moon event would make anyone want to snatch her up to perform for them.”

“That’s what we were thinking,” Flim said. “No disrespect, Miss Spotlight, but your theater isn’t exactly the most well-known compared to others in this town. Booking Trixie could bring a lot of publicity your way.” Spotlight just gave him a blank stare and handed the file back to Flam.

“That is true, but I’ve only inherited this theater recently and while under my management, I will only hire the acts that I know are good. I’ve never seen Trixie perform before and I won’t simply take somepony else’s word for it alone.”

“Well, that’s a simple fix!” Flam said. “Let us bring Trixie here and put on a show for you.” Spotlight shook her head.

“I’m afraid I don’t have the time. I’ve recently been contacted by another agent who has a very promising act to give.” The twins looked at each other than back at Spotlight and raised a brow.

“And who would that be?” Flam asked.

“A Miss Dazzler.” Spotlight pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to Flam who read it over. Flim looked over to see it. “Unlike your friend, Dazzler is fairly well known and has performed in this city even. I’ve seen a couple of her shows and I know she would bring at least as much of an audience as Trixie would. I’m sorry you two had to come all the way out here just to be turned down. Perhaps some other time.” Flim wanted to start chewing Spotlight out, but luckily Flam spoke up.

“No trouble at all, Miss Spotlight. These things happen. Thank you for your time.” Spotlight smiled and nodded and the twins left. Flam shut the door behind them and looked at Flim who was starting to pace back and forth.

“This isn’t fair!” he said almost shouting. Flam stuffed his hoof in Flim’s mouth.

“Keep it down, Flim, we need to be professional about this!”

“But this is stupid,” Flim said keeping his voice hushed. “Trixie would bring in twice the publicity Dazzler would.”

“Sure you’re not being a little biased?” Flam asked. Flim averted his brother’s gaze and didn’t reply. “Look, I know it’s frustrating. We lucked out on this one. We’ll get another chance.” Flim scoffed as the two left the theater.

“’Lucked out’ is putting it lightly. Spotlight probably didn’t even want to give us the time of day. And since when do the two of us not get what we want? Were the Flim Flam Brothers! We always get our way in the end.”

“That’s usually because we cheated our way to the top,” Flam reminded him.

“I always thought of it as pulling a couple strings.”

“Call it what you will, but the point is we promised Trixie that we wouldn’t do anything morally questionable.” Flam sighed in defeat.

“I know. You’re right.” Flam put a hoof over his brother’s shoulder.

“Hey, don’t get so down. Look, we don’t have to go back to Ponyville right this instant. We’re in Las Pegasus. Let’s have a little fun while we’re here, eh?” Flim smiled and nodded. “That’s my brother! C’mon, let’s go see what this city has to offer.

***

Four hours, and a few gambling games later, both twins were feeling a little hungry. Flim offered to go get lunch while Flam played with the slot machines. As Flim made his way through the casino, he was bumped into by a green Earth Pony stallion with a matching mane and a book for a Cutie Mark. The stallion looked up at him apologetically.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Sir,” he apologized.

“No problem,” Flam assured. He looked at the Earth Pony. The stallion seemed rather upset about something. “Pardon my asking, but are you feeling alright, Sir?” The stallion sighed.

“It’s that obvious, huh?” Flim shrugged.

“Is it anything I can help with?”

“Doubt it. Unless you like paying off gambling debts.”

“I can pay for lunch,” Flim offered. “I’m not having the best day either. Let us wallow in our shared misery, my treat.” The stallion chuckled.

“I suppose I can’t refuse an offer like that.” The two left the casino and began to walk down the sidewalk.

“Mind if I ask your name?” Flim asked.

“Booker,” the stallion replied.

“What do you do?”

“Well, for the time being, I’m an agent for a showpony.”

“Really? So am I. Part time anyway.”

“That so? Huh, small world. Who’s your client.”

“Trixie Lulamoon.” Booker just raised an eyebrow.

“Never heard of her.” Flim gave a slightly frustrated sigh.

“You probably will soon,” he said. “So, who’s yours?”

“My wife actually. Her name’s Dazzler.” Flim stopped dead in his tracks. Booker stopped and looked back at him. “You’ve heard of her I take it?” A small smile was on his face. Flim nodded and started walking again.

“I have actually. But why do you say you’ll only be her agent for the time being?”

“Because after she hears I’ve gotten back into my old gambling habits, she’ll probably fire me, and that’s if I’m lucky. I don’t even want to see her reaction when she hears how many bits I lost.”

“Maybe I can help,” Flim offered. Booker raised a brow.

“You’d do that?”

“Well. . .you’d have to do a little something for me.”

“Nothing illegal is it?”

“Oh, hardly. Just a little favor.”

Two days later. . .

Trixie and Scales waited at the train station for the two o’ clock arrival. Trixie was impatiently tapping her hoof. Annoyed at the sound, Scales reached out a claw and held her hoof to stop it. “Calm down,” he said. Trixie smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry, Scales, I’m just really anxious.” Scales looked at her with a deadpan expression.

“I noticed.”

“I’ve never had to rely on anypony else to book me a gig before. I just hope they didn’t have too much trouble. I really hope they didn’t do anything unethical.”

“Why do you care so much about that?” Scales asked. “You used to do whatever it took to get to the top.”

“I wasn’t supposed to set the example for everyone else back then. But things are different now. The others and I all have a new responsibility to set the ethical standard.”

“Do you not think the twins can do that?” Trixie sighed.

“It’s not that I don’t think they can, but it isn’t easy. Not for any of us. We’ve all spent our lives looking out for just ourselves. Well, Maud might be the exception, but the rest of us weren’t exactly hero material. We have a chance to change that now. I just don’t want them to abuse it.”

“Ah, you worry too much.” The sound of a train whistle alerted the two to the arrival of their friends. The train pulled up to the station and came to a halt. The doors opened allowing the passengers to pour out. Trixie and Scales scanned the crowds for their friends.

“Looking for someone?” somepony asked. Trixie looked over her shoulder.

“Yeah, we’re-” she stopped when she noticed it was Flim who was speaking. He and Flam were standing behind Trixie and Scales with smiles on their faces. “Very funny, guys,” Trixie said with a chuckle. The group began walking away from the station and through Ponyville. “So, what’s the word?”

“Well, we have good news and bad news,” Flam said. Trixie and Scales looked worried. “The bad news is that someone else was already booked to perform.”

“Oh,” said Trixie. She looked down at the ground. “Well, I guess-”

“The good news,” Flim interrupted, “is that they cancelled and you got the gig instead.” Trixie squealed in delight and hugged both twins.

“Oh, you two are the best!” she said.

“Well, we kind of got lucky,” Flam pointed out.

“Still they wouldn’t have known about me if it weren’t for you two.” Trixie pulled away and smiled at her friends. “You know I kind of doubted you.”

“Really?” Flam asked.

“Well, I kind of thought you two would go back to your old ways to land me this gig.” Trixie rubbed the back of her neck. “I should have trusted you two, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It was tempting to try and pull of our old tricks, right Flim?” Flim looked at his brother then at Trixie before chuckling nervously.

“Yep, but we didn’t.” He quickly cleared his throat before smiling again. Flam raised a brow.

“Are you feeling okay? You’ve been acting funny.”

“Pfft, of course I’m okay. Don’t worry about me.”

“I know what might make you feel better,” Trixie said. “How about we all go and get some ice cream?” Scales let out a loud gasp in excitement.

“With sapphire sprinkles?” he asked. Trixie chuckled as she lifted him onto her back.

“We’ll see what they have.” The group changed course to Sugar Cube Corner. Flam looked at his brother who was remaining awfully quiet. Flim loved getting free things, especially ice cream. So shy did he still look nervous? There was something Flim wasn’t telling him.

***

Later that day, Flim and Flam went home. Flim entered their house first and plopped down on the sofa and let out a relieved sigh. Flam eyed his brother as he shut the front door. Flim caught his brother looking at him and pulled his hat over his eyes attempting to pretend to sleep.

“Hmph,” Flam greeted. He put his hat on the hat stand, walked over to Flim, and pulled his hat off. Flim opened an eye.

“Problem?” he asked.

“You tell me.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Flim took his hat back and placed it back over his eyes. Flam immediately snatched the hat away and threw it aside.

“Stop playing dumb. You know you can’t lie to me. I know you too well. You did something. What was it?”

“It’s nothing important.”

“Fliiim,” Flam said in a warning tone. “Does it have something to do with Trixie getting Dazzler’s spot? ‘Cause I have to admit you were awfully calm when we got the news.”

“So what, I have to be elated at everything that involves Trixie?”

“I’m not saying that but given how upset you were-”

“How about you mind your own business?” Flam was surprised at his brother’s outburst.

“Why are you being so evasive?” Flam asked. “I thought we were always honest with each other.” Flim looked away.

“W-we are.”

“Then out with it. What did you do?” Flim was still looking away.

“N-nothing.” Flam sighed in frustration.

“You know what? Fine. Be that way.” He started to walk off to his room. “I hope you can live with whatever it is you’re hiding.”

One week later. . .

“Thank you, thank you,” Trixie said to her audience. “It is Trixie’s honor to perform for such a fabulous audience!” The crowd cheered loudly and some of the audience members tossed roses at her. Trixie went backstage where, Scales, the twins, and Spotlight were waiting. Spotlight approached Trixie with a content smile.

“I must say, Miss Lulamoon, that performance was spectacular.” Trixie and Scales smiled at her.

“Thanks. Scales and I did our best to make a good first impression.”

“Well, you certainly have.” Spotlight looked back at the twins. “I believe I owe you two an apology.”

“I’ll say,” Flim muttered under his breath. Flam elbowed him in the side.

“No need for apologies,” Flam said. “It was nothing personal, right?” Spotlight nodded. Just then, a golden colored Earth Pony mare with a magic wand Cutie Mark approached the group followed by a familiar green stallion, Flim was not too happy to see.

“Dazzler?” Spotlight asked. “What are you doing here? I thought there was an emergency in your family.” Dazzler looked back at Booker who quickly looked away.

“Is that what you told them?” Dazzler asked. Dazzler looked back at Spotlight. “Booker here told me that your studio was closed due to repairs.”

“Well, you can obviously see that isn’t the case.”

“Obviously.” Dazzler approached Trixie and Scales. “Booker seemed awfully keen on leaving before tonight. The night I was supposed to perform here. So, I got suspicious and decided to come. Not only do I find the theatre in tip top shape, I find my gig has been stolen out from underneath me.” Her voice was getting loud. Scales was quick to stand between Dazzler and Trixie ready to act in case something went wrong. Trixie put a hoof on his shoulder.

“It’s okay, Scales,” she said. Trixie turned her attention back to Dazzler. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. My agents told me you cancelled your performance.” Dazzler glared at her.

“I never cancel a performance.” Trixie looked past Dazzler at the twins.

“I’m just telling her what you told me. You didn’t lie to me did you?” Flam shook his head.

“Of course not!” he said. “Flim and I made a promise. No dirty tricks. Spotlight came to us.” Flim just gulped.

“It’s true,” Spolight said, “but I already told you my side of the story.”

“Then someone is lying,” Dazzler said. She looked back at Booker. “Are you leaving something out?” Booker glanced nervously at Flim. Trixie followed his gaze and looked at the pony in question.

“Flim?” she asked. “Is there something you aren’t telling us?” Flam shot a glare at his brother.

“You have been hiding something then!” he shouted.

“I was just trying to help!” Flim shouted back.

“Both of you calm down!” Trixie demanded. The twins went silent and Trixie approached Flim. “Flim, what’s going on? What did you do?” Flim sighed.

“After Spotlight initially rejected you, Flam and I decided to have a little fun around town. During that time, I met Booker. He told me about some gambling debts he had gathered.”

“Again?!” Dazzler asked looking Booker.

“Anyway,” Flim continued. “I offered to help him pay off his debt if he managed to get you tonight’s gig instead of Dazzler.” Spotlight’s eyebrows were raised in mild surprise. Flam was still glaring at Flim while Trixie just looked sad.

“I trusted you, Flim,” she said. “You promised me.”

“And you lied to me!” Flam added. Flim just hung his head.

“You can’t completely blame him,” Booker said. “If I didn’t get myself into that mess in the first place.” He looked at Dazzler. “I was just scared, you know? I know I said I’d give gambling up and I didn’t know how to face you about it.” Dazzler sighed then smiled.

“You dope,” she said. She put a hoof on his cheek. “I’m upset sure, but I would have wanted to help you. That’s all I ever want to do.” Booker smiled. “I’m sorry for bursting in like this, Miss Spotlight.”

“Oh, I think I can let it go this once,” Spotlight said. “How about we go to my office and see if I can’t make room for you in my schedule.”

“I’d appreciate that.” Dazzler walked up to Trixie. “You know, kid, you’re pretty good. I can think of worse acts to take my place.”

“R-Really?” Trixie asked. Dazzler nodded. “Wow! Thank you!” Dazzler nodded and left with Spotlight and Booker. Trixie, Flam, and Scales turned their attention to Flim. Flim gulped and chuckled nervously.

“Well, that worked out,” he said. He continued to laugh but was soon silenced by the glares he was getting from the others.

“Flim you made me a promise,” Trixie said, “and not only did you break it but you also took advantage of sompony else’s misfortune to get what you wanted.”

“Not to mention you lied to me of all ponies,” Flam added. Flim lowered his head.

“I know,” he said. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to show you that Flam and I were good agents.” Trixie smiled.

“Just because you didn’t manage to get me one gig doesn’t mean I think you’re bad agents,” she said. “What does make me think that is pulling off a stunt like you did and then lying about it.” Flim sighed.

“I know.” Flim looked at his brother. “I owe you an apology in particular. I betrayed the trust between brothers and risked your reputation as well as mine. Can you forgive me? Either of you?” Flam’s expression softened as he smiled.

“Ah, you know I can’t stay mad at you for long,” he said giving Flim a playful punch.

“I forgive you too, Flim,” Trixie said. “However, I don’t know if I’m quite ready to trust you as my agent again right now.” Flim nodded.

“No, I understand. Flam is more than capable of doing it himself.”

“Whoa, now,” Flam said. “I don’t do anything without my brother.”

“No, it’s alright, Flam. I think this is best for now. Besides, someone needs to keep an eye on things at home.” He looked at Trixie and smiled. “I just hope I can earn you two’s trust again.” Trixie smiled.

“I don’t think it’ll be that hard.”

***

Dear Journal

It’s been hard for some of my friends to get used to their new roles as the Elements of Harmony. My friend, Flim, in particular recently. However, he learned that it isn’t right to take advantage of somepony else’s misfortune, even if it might seem like you are helping someone by doing it.

It hasn’t been an easy road for some of my friends, but I know they’ll pull through. The best part is that they all have each other to help them along the way. And yours truly of course.

Until next time,

Scales

Author's Note

I apologize for the long wait since my last update. I was having a hard time coming up with something for this chapter plus the procrastination bug bit me hard. I apologize for any lack of quality in this chapter and I'll try to do better next time.

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed.