Every Colt Has Their Day (Highly Revised, and now with a co-writer!)

Trixie ran out of another town in a long list of towns, which had become a common occurrence ever since the Ursa Minor incident in which her wagon had been destroyed and the last two gifts that she had ever received from her parents had been lost back in that wretched village that the inhabitants had first ran her out of. She carried a pair of saddlebags with all the remaining fireworks and prop she could carry long losing her hat and cape back in the formerly mentioned town. As she ran she made her way over a hill to see the town of her most spectacular failure.

Ponyville.

“Trixie had just been trying to give them a show! Why couldn't they understand that?” she said to herself, for what seemed the thousandth time. She remembered quite well what transpired here.

She stomped the ground as she walked to the outskirts of Ponyville, fuming angrily. "Of course Trixie exaggerated her accomplishments in her stories! That's what they were. STORIES!" she turned to face the town of her most spectacular downfall. "How else could Trixie guarantee that she would get enough money to live until the next performance?” she asked ruefully.

She thought back on the events that lead up to her being run out of town. Her thoughts fell on the two colts that ironically were her biggest fans. "Snips. Snails." she sneered. Why does Trixie always attract the dumb ones? she thought. She became angry and used her magic to shoot a beam at a nearby tree, barely scorching the side.

"But no, the stories just weren't enough! They just HAD to bring an Ursa bucking Minor to Trixie’s wagon to prove she vanquish it! What in the name of Nightmare Moon were those two foals thinking? Who lets their children run into the forest at night? Much less the Everfree? There are ursa, manticores, cockatrice, and timberwolves there! They could have been killed if no one was... there.... to... save... them..."

Then she got an idea. What if she could save them? What if she could vanquish a formidable foe and save any foolish child who wandered into the Everfree? She looked back to the town down the hill she had climbed as she fled. It was situated right next to the Everfree Forest.

"Of course!" she exclaimed to herself. "The answer is so obvious to Trixie!"

She glanced at the forest with a cocky grin, rubbing her hooves together. She thought that if she could become friends with the citizens of the town, she could yet salvage her reputation yet! But how was she to do this? She thought about it and then the rest of the pieces feel in places in her mind. If Snips and Snails were foolish enough to go into the forest to get her an ursa to slay, surely others would do so as well. Children were all if not predictable.

She figured that if she were in the area as a poor defenseless foal wandered into the forest, she could save them from a vicious pack of timberwolves. Or even from a manitcore! All she had to do was wait f or one or even a few to go into the forest. She would then follow them and save them from any vicious attacks made on their lives. It was perfect! All she had to do was wait and prepare. Walking into the forest she searched for rocks big enough to make a simple trap to smash any monster foolish enough to trip it. Trixie will have to monitor it carefully though. Don't want anypony to get hurt. she thought.

She then counted her fireworks and smoke bombs she had left. Enough for one major performance. This was all or bust. "Trixie just has to hope that her plan works!” Trixie said eager to start the rebuilding process. The only other problem she faced was the possibility she might be attacked if she waited too long. But it was a risk she was willing to take to make herself look good to others. After all she was a performer. And pride meant everything when you have nothing left.