Trixie Buys a Voodoo Doll

Trixie, or as she self titled herself The Great and Powerful Trixie was wandering the streets of some city, she travelled a lot and never really made it a point to remember their names, every city was the same at the end of the day. Though this was not what occupied her thoughts.

It had been three weeks since she was ousted from Ponyville, three long weeks. The humiliation was still fresh in her mind, her getting beaten by that bookworm. Even thinking about her made Trixie's blood boil and grind her teeth together.

"Her? Beat me?" she huffed under her breath "As if she could beat anything other than a science book" Trixie rolled her eyes and sighed as she made her way inside a magic emporium. She routinely visited places like this for things to spice up her acts, this visit was no different.

She pushed the door open, ringing a bell and waking up the bedraggled looking stallion at the counter "I uh ah hello ma'am, there anything I can help you with?" he asked, standing up straight trying to pretend he was always awake. He spoke with this thick cliche Manehatten accent that made Trixie cringe a little.

"No, Trixie will browse, I shall ask if I have need of you" she said, not even giving him eye contact as she walked about the store, looking over the various shelves at the curiosities the store held. Nothing here impressed her however, it was all old news been there done that, until she passed the last display.

It got her attention, it was just in the corner of her eye when she saw it, but now she was interested. Walking over to the display Trixie got a better look at just what she was seeing "Voodoo dolls eh?" she said to nobody in particular. The display was an arrangement of several example dolls, as well as a few accessories like clothes and things. Trixie chuckled at the thought of a voodoo doll being just a foals play thing, playing dress up with it and the like. But then she had an idea, an idea she kicked herself for not thinking of sooner.

"Excuse me" Trixie yelled towards the counter, even though the shop wasn't that large. The stallion arched his head over, peeking down the aisle she was in. "Can these be custom made?" she asked, pointing a hoof at the small display.

"Uh, sure sure...we don't really get many ordering ones made" he said, gesturing over with a hoof. Trixie took that as her cue and walked over to the counter, stopping opposite the stallion.

"You say you can get them custom made?" Trixie asked, feeling a little giddy already

"Of course, we just need to take some details and uh-" he said, fishing out a clipboard and pen "-we'll also need a piece of the pony you want it made of...hair is usually easiest" he explained, lowering his voice slightly despite knowing they were alone.

Trixie gulped and started filling out the form, these were all fairly easy questions, nothing that pried too deep. "A piece you say?" she asks, a bead of sweat running down her forehead. She wasn't worried about finding such a piece though.

"Yes, like I said hair is easiest as it's not as messy. Plus the guys who make them say hair is easier to work with" he explained casually, in a tone one would use when talking about the weather, or how the flowers were blooming.

"Oh uh, how convenient" Trixie chuckled, opening up her saddlepack and retrieving a small piece of wrapped parchment from one of the inside pockets. Quickly she unwrapped it, revealing several small tufts of hair, all in shades of dark purple and pink, all carefully arranged with dates pencilled in beside them. "I happen to have a few um...samples"

Without hesitating she levitated one of her samples out, making sure it was one of the duplicates and she slammed it down on the table "There, now tell me how many bits Trixie needs to cough up!" she demanded, stomping a hoof.

"Uh 100 bits?" he said, almost sounding unsure as he cowered behind the desk.

"100 bits it is...when should Trixie expect delivery?" The magician asked, carefully putting her collection away and pulling out a small purse of coins.

"A week or two, at most ma'am"

"A week or two then" she said, hiding a sigh.

A week or two later

Trixie lay in her trailer, her makeshift mobile home stuffed to the brim with everything to make it so, as well as every little thing she needed to set up her shows. She rolled her eyes at the thought. She'd been getting a smaller audience every day, soon she might have to hang up the cape and hat just to stay afloat. But until that happened she had revenge, sweet sweet revenge, that was taking a lot longer to get here than she thought.

Suddenly she heard a knock on the door, rushing to her feet she swung the door panel open to be greeted by a tired looking earth pony in a mail uniform. "Trixie Lulamoon?" he asked, looking down at the package he was holding.

"Yes, tis I, The Great and Powerful Trixie" She said, standing tall and raising her hoof for dramatic effect.

"Uh huh, can you sign here please?" he held out a clipboard and pen. Trixie quickly reeled in her ego and signed the paper. "Enjoy" he said, setting the box down before heading in any other direction but here.

Suppressing the urge to break out in a fit of laughter Trixie quickly grabbed up the package and ran inside with it. Setting it down in the middle of her floor she tore into the cardboard using her hooves, tossing the bubblewrap aside and reaching in, picking up and holding her prize high.

It would be beautiful, if it wasn't made in the image of her mortal enemy. Though Trixie admitted the craftsmanship was impressive, looking it over she noted how detailed it was and with a blush forming on her cheeks she also noted it was anatomically correct.

"Oh you little thing, you and Trixie will have quite the relationship" she set it down again and dug around in the box, retrieving the manual. After a short read she quickly discovered that, to her disappointment she couldn't actively harm Twilight with this, so she couldn't permanently remove her nemesis, not that she wanted to of course, that would be evil. She did enjoy the thought of being incredibly annoying, Trixie felt like she could live with this.

"Trixie would so enjoy getting started with revenge, but right now she feels tired" she looked over to her bed "Sleep first, revenge later" she dragged herself over, still carrying the Twilight doll, before climbing into bed. She hugged the doll tightly...it was very cuddly indeed, Trixie wondered for a moment why she hadn't gotten a plushie of something earlier, it doesn't matter now though.

Meanwhile

Twilight Sparkle was in the library, her home and her hobby, reading one of the many books available to her, when she suddenly felt a warm squeezing sensation all over her.

"Ah, what the?" She gasped in surprise. It wasn't unpleasant, but it certainly felt weird and worst of all, it didn't seem to be going away. "Oh great, what's happening now?" The mare said outloud to nobody, she was home alone. Spike was out helping Rarity and he'd probably be there for another few hours. "Okay, I can deal with this" Twilight said, taking in a deep breath "I hope..."