The Lulamoon Files

The Lulamoon Files

Chapter Nineteen: A Good Rest

Written by TheCrimsonDM

I woke with a start. The cold night sky and the metal floor had been replaced with dark walls covered in royal purple tapestries and my bed. My body was covered in bandages. At the edge of my bed lay my trench coat and hat, cleaned, folded, and set out just for me.

For several minutes I stared at it. Two quiet voices in the living room were talking. Owlicious sat in the corner of the room staring at me with his knowing eyes. I rolled out of bed and while I got dressed I listened in as best I could to the conversation. It was Applejack and Rarity.

“Will she be alright?” Rarity asked, her tone was full of concern.

“Ah’m sure she will be, sugarcube. She’s been in rougher patches than this. Ah’m glad you showed up though, Ah don’t know the first thing about cleaning or sewing,” Applejack said.

I took a second look at my trench coat. It was fixed. All the cuts and tears had been repaired. That brought a warm smile to my lips as I made my way out into the living room. I saw Applejack sitting on my lazycolt chair, and Rarity was pacing in front of the fireplace. The light coming in from the windows told me it was morning. I had slept all night.

“Good morning,” I said as I walked in.

Rarity looked at me, and without any warning she galloped over to throw her legs around me. It hurt a little but I gladly accepted the embrace. Rarity sniffled. “I was worried you wouldn’t wake up.”

I nuzzled into her shoulder. She smelled like marshmallows. “Oh come on, I’m the Great and Powerful Trixie. How could I ever die?” I looked up at Applejack. “You wanna get in on the group hug?”

Applejack rolled her eyes. “Ah’m just glad yer okay. Wasting yer potion like that to save mah life. Ah’m never gonna forgive you fer that.”

I smiled. “Guess I’m in trouble than.” I felt well rested for the first time in forever. “I must have needed sleep, I feel great.”

“You should,” Applejack said. “You’ve been sleeping fer over a little over thirty two hours.”

I blinked. “Thirty two- what?” It hit me. “Oh crap, I have to pay my office rent or I’m screwed.”

Applejack smiled. “Ah hope you don’t mind but Ah took the liberty of giving most of yer check to that slimy griffon already.”

“So, my rents paid?”

“Ayep.”

I relaxed into Rarity’s embrace. She still hadn’t let go, and I was not complaining. “Anything else?”

“That warden of yers showed up yesterday. She had a letter to give to you, but Ah wouldn’t let her in. If she wanted in, she was going to leave all that magic at the front door.”

I smiled. “Serves her right., where’s the letter?”

Before Applejack even answered I saw it on the table. I lifted it up with my telekinesis, my horn was still a little sore. It was a nice purple envelope with a bubblegum pink letter inside written with red ink. There was an image of an open book imprinted onto the background of the letter so that it almost appeared to be as though I was reading from an open book.

“Dear Trixie Lulamoon.

I have written this letter to inform you that you are no longer under the wardens watch and have been deemed rehabilitated. I am also apologizing for my actions. I had reason to suspect that you were the warlock , but I was just using your past against you. For that I am sorry. You did admirably in your fight against darkness and brought down an even more dangerous threat than I was willing to admit could exist. One of our own, a long time wizard from a long time unicorn family was responsible for all of this.

I have personally seen to the rescue of the creatures which were captured and enthralled. Both monsters and mortals alike have been rescued. Thanks to you.

Once again, I am terribly sorry. Should we meet in the future, let it be under a much more peaceful banner.

With deep Regards, Captain Twilight Sparkle.”

I stared at the letter for several long minutes in silence. Twilight apologized, she actually apologized. Maybe I could forgive her for all the crap she’d given me in the past. Not saying that I would, because I could still feel the stings from her blade across my poor shoulder. There was going to be some nasty scars from her. Still I’d rather have her as a friend than as an enemy any day of the week.

With my two closest friends here with me, and no more probation from the wardens, I was finally free. Free to do whatever I wanted. And I knew exactly what I was going to do. I pulled away from Rarity just enough to meet her eyes, and her lovely lavender lips. She gave me a warm inviting stare.

I leaned in and kissed her.