The Bite Sized and Overrated Adventure

The Bite Sized and Overrated Adventure

Chapter 1: Epic Conquest

~First impressions are vital. These initial impressions gauge conversation, respect levels, and generally how one will perceive another, unless that second pony works hard to prove these impressions to be false. Needless to say, it’s desirable to leave lasting positive impressions~

Trixie was whisked away in a flash, the walls around her dissipating in a multi-color blur. She resisted, of course, during her brief trip, though it mattered for naught, as she was soon dropped rather carelessly onto a smooth brown surface. If she had to guess what it was, she’d stake her bits on wood.  The unicorn had touched down on her back, allowing her a perfect view of the humble abode. That is, she /would/ be allowed a perfect view, if a large majority of her vision wasn’t consumed by the enormous face of her host.

“Tell me, little mare, how did you befall a form so un-fair?” The strange pony held her head directly above the somewhat dazed magician, her words washing her breath over the great and powerful unicorn. It honestly wasn’t as repulsive as Trixie would have believed, and actually possessed a rather minty aroma.

“Ugh! Haven’t you ever heard of breath-mints?” Trixie scrambled up to her hooves, before stretching her leg out, giving a rather ‘forceful’ boop to the larger mare’s nose. “And Trixie will let you know that if you call her little once more, she will ensure you regret this encounter!” Her voice came out as high-pitched, maybe even squeaky, which is surely something that would be ridiculed had her host not been as respectful.

The striped pony leaned back away from her delightful guest. “Relax, my friend, it is your dilemma that I wish to end.” She fished out a small book, adorned with a green cover, from a shelf nearby the one that held Trixie. “You must tell me, have you had an encounter with a disruptive pony?”

The azure unicorn stepped closer to edge of the wooden shelving as the other pony placed her readings down, “Trixie will have you know, she need not accept help from any less talented than her.” She looked up and down the black and white giant before her, “But… if you are curious, Trixie may be able to spare a few details.”

A small sigh came from the bangle-wearing pony’s lips. This houseguest seemed to be a little too feisty for her own good. “Good, the quicker the villain may be found, the sooner all will be safe and sound.” She pulled open the bindings off the book, the front cover landing directly at Trixie’s hooves. “Please describe the one responsible, and I may be able to prove this situation remediable.”

Trixie trotted onto the paper pages of the book, hindering any attempts to read as she assumed a much more fitting higher position. “The stallion that wronged Trixie so was a downright despicable ruffian, and he had both wings and a horn, something that completely tipped the odds in such an unfair manner. Not that the Great and Powerful Trixie couldn’t handle him of course, neigh, it’s quite the contrary! He was on the ropes, quite literally Trixie may add, before he pulled such a disgraceful move. He kicked dirt in Trixie’s eyes, the rapscallion, and then placed this hex upon her!” Her entire accurate re-telling of the encounter was made complete with bizarre and energetic gestures by Trixie, truly putting together a play on words.

“Ah, so it is indeed the same one, which has all this evil done.” The host pony moves closer to Trixie once more, “Outside is not fit for one in such a state as you, I will find someplace for you to stay, until your cure is due.”

“Until my cure is due? Trixie will have you know that she will not be waiting around until some unwieldy buffoon can get her act together!” The small unicorn would have none of this idle rest, not in the hooves of some other bumbling idiot!

“And as so, Trixie will be pursuing her revenge the old fashioned way, one as great and powerful as she need not be placed under some mamby-pamby protection program!” The wizard hopped off the book, walking herself over to the shelf edge. “However, Trixie requires lodging for the night. She knows barbaric woods-dwellers such as you may not have appropriate beddings, but she supposes it will have to do.” The azure mare shot a demanding look up to her host, not in the least intimidated by the massive size difference between the pair.

The striped pony was taken back by the gall of this unicorn. Here she was, welcoming this traveler into her abode, and she wasn’t even the least bit thankful! She leaned closer to her little catch, green eyes staring daggers at her. “I’ll have you know, little mare, to tempt me is an act you shouldn’t dare!”

It should come as no surprise that Trixie wasn’t even the least bit intimidated by her larger compatriot. "Hah, Trixie does believe this is a challenge! Well, she will have YOU know,” her statement was punctuated with another hoof-boop to the striped pony’s snout, “that she will be getting what she demands, and that is final!”

The tribal pony stood up straight once more, “I will only warn you once more, keep it up, and you will go out the door!” Surely this would shut Trixie up. The threat of being left outside over-night would definitely invoke a feeling of dread!

“Hah, as if some simpleton like you would ever try something as remotely daring as that!” Trixie smiled a smug grin as she looked up to the other pony, who was positively fuming by now. “Trixie bets that in only a few minutes, you’ll be begging to keep me here!”

A few minutes later, Trixie would find herself scrambling in the dark earthly soil. She stood after a brief struggle to shout out to the wood-dweller, to let her know of the repercussions of this heresy, though her tiny voice was easily quelled by the slamming door above.

“Throwing Trixie out… That idiot will get what’s coming to her soon enough.” The unicorn muttered to herself as she attempted to gauge her surroundings. This would be no easy task, as all around her she would only find an oppressive darkness. That is, except for two large red orbs hanging in the sky only a few inches above the mare.

Allowing curiosity to take the best of her, she stepped forward to examine the strange sight, and was greeted with a soft, cold wall. Rubbing her nose after having bumped into this peculiar scenery, she squinted to get a better look. It was then that she would find herself being thrown into one of the most deadly scenarios of her life, thus far.

She was met with a loud hiss, which quickly grew into what sounded like an aggressive growl. Allowing her instincts to take over, Trixie dived off to the side, an impressive thud shaking the ground behind her. She wasted no time in escaping this confusing enemy, her legs carrying her swiftly in the opposite direction. She would continue in this manner for the next few seconds, before she found herself tumbling face-first into a thorn filled bush.

“Aghh!” She screamed out, rather childishly, as her injuries amounted to a splinter’s worth of damage. “That damnable pony, when Trixie gets her hooves on her…” She staggered through the prickly nest, though that only served to multiply her wounds, if they were traumatizing enough to be called such. “Throwing someone as great and powerful as her out! She’ll regret thi-“ Trixie’s rambling speech was cut short by that recognizable hissing, the two red orbs once again hovering above her.

“Oh, now you again? Look, Trixie has no time to be dealing with… Whatever it is you are! So take your business elsewhere!” Somehow, the unicorn thought this dismissive gesture would succeed. It did not. Once again, the hissing broke into a growl, and the darkened creature broke into a lunge. This time, Trixie was not quick enough to dodge, though she was fortunate enough to have a protective nest above her.

Hit with a weakened slam, the unicorn staggered off to the side, falling against a thorny vine as the beast cried in what had to be pain. “Hah, that’ll show you to pick fights with the Great and Powerful Trixie! You best run on back home, before she makes this much harder on you!” She smugly stood, wincing a bit as another thorn pushed into her side. “Trixie will give you 5 seconds to make your leave! One… Two… Thr-“ Once more, she was cut off, this time rather brutally. Slamming its side into the shrunken pony, the creature launched Trixie out of the nest of bushes, and into the wooden trunk of a nearby tree.

This was a troubling blow to Trixie, easily draining her strength away as she staggered weakly amongst the tree roots. “Fine… Trixie can play this game too.” She stepped towards her foe, her hoof finding a small stick on the earth. As the reddened orbs closed in for the kill, Trixie did the most sensible thing and lifted the twig as a weapon, brandishing it as well as she could in the dark woods. She closed her eyes as the creature closed in, readying herself for her inevitable victory. Mere seconds later, a sickening squelch and a powerful force would batter Trixie’s diminutive form, stealing her consciousness away.