"What do you mean you sold off my time-slot?!" Trixie exclaimed angrily.

"Pay is pay, checks talk more than people, and money talks more than anything. Your little game show isn't worth anything in this economy doll face." The producer explained annoyed, "With this world, you must have seen this coming."

"How could I see this coming, we had this planned out for almost half a year!" she screamed, ready to kill him, she breathed deeply, "At least tell me, who bought out my time slot?"

"I think his name was... Clone Blast? Well, it was something like that."

"Well whoever it is they're going to hear from me!" Trixie, red with anger, stormed out of the room, grabbing her carriage and trotting through town. She wanted somewhere to stay, a hotel, a friends house, even a small stable or tent. She thought of if she should use her normal mobile home, but she decided that it would be a waste, not enough space to think. Soon she was trying to remember the name of anyone she knew in the area, but only one came to mind, Chrome Blade. She just met him, but she knew she could trust him. Her only problem, Where the hell does he live?

Trixie wandered town for a few hours, checking out the stores, trying to find Chrome, and just asking around for if anyone had seen him. After a while she was just starting to get bored, she decided just to go back to the coffee house and see if they knew.

"Well, if it isn't Miss Mysterious." a calm and familiar voice called, Trixie turned around and looked around for the black; purple mane, it didn't take her long to find him, he was leaning against the building about ten feet away, his face a kind smile. With a naturally seductive glance he made her blush more than a foal on Hearts and Hooves Day.

"Umm... Uhhh... oh! Heh heh, hey. Sorry I was a bit distracted."

"It's okay. What is it you want to ask me,? I mean you went to all the trouble to find to me, there has to be something?"

"Oh yeah! I was hoping for a place to stay for a while, I don't exactly know anyone from around this area and i thought you wouldn't mind much."

"While I don't mind, I'll be at the event tonight. Maybe we could go together? I... I mean it's all up to you and I don't mind you saying no, it's up to you." Chrome stuttered out.

"Yeah, I was planning on going to that anyway, and it would make me feel better if i knew someone there." Chrome didn't seem very surprised at the fact that she was going, but what was it that made her feel worried.

"Let's head to my place and get ready for tonight, i'm sure you'll want to get changed and have me get your ticket." He started walking, once again smoking his Hookah pen, breathing deeply and relaxing. When they made it to his house Trixie was amazed, it seemed like a small mansion! Trixie walked right in, as Chrome opened the door, the tile floor clicked under her hooves, quietly echoing taps. on either side of the foyer was a set of armor which had been custom made; the weapons they were holding seemed well designed and as new as yesterday showing some wear-and-tear.

"You can have your choice of rooms if you want doll, but there isn't much furniture in any rooms other than mine and my living space."

"Well... where are the bedrooms? I'll just put my stuff in there and get ready."

"They're upstairs, turn right and keep going until you find the second door on your right. that's a bedroom." chrome paused to think, "If you want to use my bedroom since there's a personal bathroom in there it's up the stairs same path the first room on the left." Chrome smiled.

"Um... I'll use your room, and maybe we could share it tonight? I don't usually spend time in others houses and I'm interested in talking after the show."

"That makes sense." chrome leads the way and and stops before the door to his room, "It's usually a small place but I cleaned up a bit since I thought a guest might be coming over, plus I needed to get ready myself." Chrome opened the door, showing the dark burgundy room with a large window that leads out to a balcony. the room was furnished in darker colors than the rest of the home, with more deep reds, blacks, and some nice grey highlights. the rug was soft under Trixie's feet as she walked in and halted her wagon, it seemed like she may not need much from inside it tonight.

"I forgot to ask what type of show is it tonight?" Trixie turned around to look into her closet, opening up to a plethora of dresses, gowns, and other clothing.

"It's a small show, not rock or anything, just some classical guitar and vocals, accoustics. I don't think i know anypony who will wear anything as fancy as a gown, but i'd dress nice." Chrome pointed to a simple dress in Trixies closet "Maybe that red one."

"Wow, I didn't think that one would work. It's not normally my style." Trixie turned her head blushing into the darkness of the room, the near disappearance of Trixie's face was hint enough. Chrome backed away.

"I'll leave you to get ready, I'll use the other room since I keep what I need in there."

"Ok," Trixie replied, her face cooling down from the sudden rush of blood. "I'll see you downstairs when i'm ready." Chrome bowed in her direction leaving the room.

"I look forward to seeing you."

Author's Note

Sorry this took me so long to put out guys, my computer has been overridden with viruses and my mouse stopped working, I'll try to update from school more often. See you later.

-H