A Second Chance

by Lux

Rating: teen
Tags: Sad, Romance, Slice of Life
Length: 2300

Can Twilight teach Trixie about friendship?

Trixie has returned to Ponyville hoping for a new start. After a cold welcome, a pony that she felt would be the last to help her now has come to her aid. Will she ever recover and undo the past? And what is this new feeling she has in her heart?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-21 20:11:00 UTC

A Cold Reception

**Second Chance

By Lux

Chapter 1**

She paced nervously in the backstage trying to regain her composure from the swirling tide of emotions threatening to pull her under. She had nerves before when performing, but there was always her confidence by her side that quelled these worries. After all, she was Great and Powerful. Now it seemed not even this was a constant means of confidence. She didn’t feel Great or Powerful at all, just a scared mare ready to prepare for her return to the public with no certainty as to how said public would react.

The mare knew what she did, all the ponies she hurt with her bragging and quest for power and fame. That is why she retreated in a self-imposed exile, hoping that time would heal things or at least erase the memories of the past. There was no certainty in this, but then again there was no certainty in anything in her life now. She went from living to existing, throwing off all traces of comfort and security in her life. This was her chance to regain perhaps a small amount of that back, a gleam of gold in the dirt.

She could hear the crowd getting reckless on the other side of the curtain. They were no doubt wondering what this show would be, as the blue mare made little attempt to reveal herself before the show. She even snuck into town in the dead of night so as not to be seen and placed posters around simply stating:

Magic Show

Ponyville Community Stage

Tomorrow Night at 8.

There were no frills in these posters, no loud proclamations or fancy designs made to captivate ponies and draw them in like she did many times before. It was simple and hopefully enough to bring some crowd in. From the murmurs behind the crimson screen, the blue unicorn felt like she did her job.

“Here goes nothing,” she said steeling her nerves as she fixed her cape and straightened her hat. With her horn glowing a blue aura she pulled open the curtain, revealing her presence to the ponies attending.

“Behold, the Great and Powerful Trixie here to preform amazing feats of magic to leave you astounded!” Trixie proclaimed albeit a little shakily. Clearly it had been a while since she put on a show, but no matter. She hoped it was enough. To her surprise though there was no applause, no cheering like when she first came to Ponyville a few years ago. There were just faces staring at her, many of them surprised but some looking very upset at her presence. For some reason though, Trixie began to wonder if they weren’t amazed at seeing her but how she looked. Granted her cape and hat were faded and patched in certain places, her mane and tail unkempt and dirty like a frayed rope, and her coat dull like she hadn’t bathed in a week. Still she was Trixie and with what she would be doing hopefully would overshadow that.

“For my first trick, Trixie will take this box and create an exact duplicate of it on the other side of the stage,” she said confidently and was about to use her magic when she heard the crowd suddenly become very agitated. Turning from her trick she could see that the look of surprise worn off of the ponies’ faces now replaced with looks of disgust.

“You appear as though you have seen this trick before, but can a two bit magician do so with style and grace as the Great and Powerful…”

Her appealing to the crowd in a vain attempt to calm them only was met by a chorus of booing and shouts as the ponies rose from their seats and approached the stage like a menacing rainbow tide.

“Get off the stage!” a voice shouted in the back.

“You’re not welcome here!” a mare replied.

“Why don’t you just make yourself disappear, for good!” another added to which the others only cheered louder at the barb.

“Please everypony,” Trixie said as she slowly backed away at the crowd all confidence gone, “Trixie is different from before! She only wishes to perform and for your friendship.”

Her plea was answered as the tide roared with shouts and jeering laughter. Then from the shifting mass of ponies a rotten tomato was lobbed from the back striking the mare on stage square on the face as she turned. As the juice of the fruit ran down her face the crowd exploded into laughter that crushed her heart.

“Come on ponies, let’s show Trixie what we really feel about her!” a voice replied as another fruit, this time an apple, struck the mare in the side with a sickening squelching noise. Soon fruit and vegetables rained from the crowd, aimed at the one target on stage. Trixie desperately tried to shield her face from the onslaught but in doing so only backed up into the box on stage, causing her to fall back over it and collapse on stage with a thud. More laughter and produce issued forth as tears flowed down Trixie’s face, the revelation that nothing could save her from this fate.

“ENOUGH!!!” a voice thundered as if from the night sky above, quickly silencing most of the voices. The scared Trixie, now covered in rotten everything was even more scared at this threatening sound. Strangely though it seemed familiar but in her distress she couldn’t tell how. She didn’t have to wonder long as just a short time after hearing the voice an explosion of magical energy the likes of which Trixie never felt before spread as another pony now stood on stage.

Looking up through the film of oozing plant matter that ran down her face, there was no mistaking the form of Twilight Sparkle with the mare’s lavender coat and straight mane and tail. There was something different though, she looked more powerful that when the blue unicorn last encountered her. But then she saw it, something that made her jaw open in amazement: wings. Unicorns didn’t have wings, but yet they were there opened wide to quell the crowd but also to shield her from any attacks. The revelation hit home like any piece of produce or hitting the stage could. Twilight Sparkle, her greatest rival, was now a Princess blessed with unfathomable power. The very thought of it made Trixie feel small, like a filly in the presence of an adult.

Suddenly a single tomato flew from the crowd, aimed at one final note of revenge against the showpony as Twilight made her entrance. Right as it was inches away from the two ponies on stage, the fruit stopped in midair as if an invisible hoof caught it before doing any damage. Twilight looked incredulously at the crowd and the tomato as it hovered in the air before crushing it easily and stepping forward.

“Citizens of Ponyville, I as the Princess of Friendship am disgusted by this act of revenge against a pony. When have your hearts become so filled with anger? Are you so easy to give into a mob mentality acting like mad ponies? Yes, I know who is on stage with me, and yes I know what she has done in the past. I was there to witness it all and my friends and I have become victims to her schemes as much as you have, maybe more. But she offered to what I have seen, no ill will to us, only wishing to do what her talent is, to perform. Is there anypony that would disagree with what I said?”

The alicorn looked down at the silent crowd, offering no signs of opposition before lightening her tone a little.

“As the Princess of Friendship, I want Ponyville, my home to be a shining example of friendship where ponies can do amazing things when working in harmony and not in opposition. We have all had moments of tragedy, but with the love of friendship we will weather any storm and be a town where anything is possible. I want you all to consider your actions this night and how contrary to friendship they are and with a stern warning not to harm Trixie ever again with your words or actions. Now, I must ask you all to disperse and go about your night.”

The crowd, still with looks of disdain in their eyes, reluctantly fanned out from the stage area destined for their homes with the revelation on their minds that maybe they went too far with their anger. Satisfied with her words as she watched the crowd leave, Twilight turned to the helpless looking Trixie. Never did the Princess see her in such a low state, looking like she hadn’t had a good meal or a hot bath for a week and now her entire mind shattered by such an event.

“Trixie, are you ok?” Twilight said calmly as she offered to help her up.

“No Twilight, Trixie is not alright,” she said as she wept and ran off the stage as quickly as possible.

“Trixie, wait,” Twilight pleaded as she took off into the air, hoping to find the mare before it was too late to help her.

Chapter 2- An Offer

Chapter 2

Trixie ran as fast as she could, away from that stage and that ugly herd that had Twilight not intervened she was certain would have run her out of town anyway or worse. Twilight: a name that echoed in her mind as she fled down the street. Of all the ponies to help her, why did it have to be her? She was the one that caused her to fall from grace the first time and discover that she was neither Great nor Powerful. Then to make matters worse even with the assistance of the Alicorn Amulet she was still defeated thanks to the purple unicorn and her friends. She would have liked it if she never saw them again, but no once again Twilight appeared in her life, stealing her one chance of redemption.

And yet she did save her from what could have been something worse than rotten tomatoes and jeering from the crowds. But that didn’t matter now. All that mattered was to run away from this if nothing more than to salvage what was left off her pride and maybe, just maybe regroup in some other town. The possibilities were slim but when one had virtually nothing, any chance was a good chance.

Unbeknownst to her as the lights of Ponyville slowly faded away there was a pony who did follow her. Ever since her flight from the stage Twilight combed the area hoping to find the blue unicorn. The Princess knew that Trixie was hurt, just as anypony put in the same position. But this was much more than just a one-time event it seemed for the illusionist. This was the straw that broke Trixie’s back and to let her leave would solve nothing.

“Trixie, stop,” Twilight said as she flew above the mare, “I want to talk to you.”

The unicorn looked up, dumbfounded that Twilight followed her out of town.

“Leave me along Twilight Sparkle!” Trixie shouted as she kept running, “I don’t want to talk to you or your friends or anypony in your stupid town.”

“Please Trixie, I want to help,” Twilight pleaded to the mare while keeping an even pace.

“You want to help me? Just let me go. I’ll be gone from your life forever then.”

With a sigh Twilight flew away from Trixie to which for a moment Trixie stood and watched the mare disappear into the skies above town.

“Heh,” she said with a faint smile, “Good riddance.”

She turned around with a toss of her mane as if to shake off the imaginary dust on her from the town. It was then that she stood face to face with Twilight Sparkle.

“You… how… I saw you return to Ponyville!”

“You’re right, I did fly back there but then I realized I couldn’t give up that easily so I teleported back.”

“So, you’ve come back to gloat then, perhaps to give me one last jab before seeing me off?” Trixie said grumbling as she tried for a way to escape her situation.

“Really? You think that I helped you so I can gloat? Come on Trixie, you know I don’t do that. I’m here to help you, and it looks like you need the help.”

“What do you mean I need help? I’m fine.”

“Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately? You look like you haven’t bathed or slept well in a while much less had a good meal. Please, can you just once accept help from others and stay at the castle for the night? If you still want to leave then that’s fine.”

Trixie said nothing as she weighed the options in her mind. She was always a pony who was independent and certainly would never let a pony help her. When others asked to help she felt it was a denial of that dream to be her own mare. But she realized the shape she was in especially after the events on stage. The choice was clear but no less stinging to her mind.

“Fine, Trixie will accept your hospitality and stay at your place,” she said as she proceeded back into tow with her head held high, realizing she would be returning to the scene of her tragic encounter with the townsfolk. Twilight merely shook her head at the same way Trixie acted since the first time she met the unicorn and with a sigh followed her into town, knowing this would be a long night.