Her Honest Self

Applejack walked through the halls with purpose. She had taken Rarity’s advice in deciding to come at Trixie with confidence. Looking about she smiled as she located her quarry. Pausing for a moment Applejack nodded to herself. Confidence. Applejack reached out and grabbed Trixie’s hand. She felt her smile grow a little as she heard the surprise meep from Trixie. “Hey there, sugar cube. I’d like to have a chat if you have a minute.” Applejack grinned, proud of herself for managing to not phrase it as a request.

Trixie blinked, looking down at the hand holding before looking back up at Applejack. Blushing very gently didn’t stop her from nodding. “Y-Yes, Trixie has some time to spare.”

Applejack led Trixie to Miss Cherilee’s room. Applejack knew they’d have privacy as Cheerilee spent her time after school in the library. Grinning Applejack pulled Trixie over to Cheerilee’s desk. Trixie let out a small yelp as Applejack easily lifted the pretty magician and set her to sit on the desk. “Hey there, Trixie.”

Trixie shifted, squirming a bit under the other girl's attentions. “Uh... H-Hey, Applejack..."

Applejack grinned as she put her hands on either side of the girl, leaning in a bit. "I think I know why ya actually invited me over the other day."

Trixie blushed brightly, biting her bottom lip for a moment. Sitting up a little straighter and seemingly willing herself to be more confident Trixie answered. "Oh? Trixie told you why that was."

Applejack shook her head. 'I think ya wanted to go out. But you didn't wanna admit it, that right?"

Trixie let out a small huff, looking to the side and crossing her arms sulkily. "Well, there goes being subtle..."

Applejack chuckled a little. She had to admit she hadn't seen it because she wasn't looking. But after Rarity pointed it out it became horrendously obvious. Trixie didn't know the meaning of the word subtle. "Really, darlin', it wasn't that subtle." Applejack grinned and tilted Trixie's hear up to meet her eyes. "I could show ya a good reason to agree to a real date..." Applejack started to lean in before pausing for a long moment. Trixie's eyes just started to widen before Applejack let go of her chin. Taking a hesitant step back Applejack shook her head and took her hat off. "Aww, shucks! I'm sorry sugar cube but I can't do the agressive thing."

Trixie blinked, sitting there as she tried to process the events. Applejack had shown up acting strange, and then it got even stranger. "Uh... Trixie... Is confused..."

Applejack smiled as she replaced her hat on her head and just decided to be herself. Damn Rarity's advice. "I'm sorry about all that." She smiled, hopping up on the desk too so they were on the same level, more or less. Trixie was slightly shorter than Applejack. "I wouldn't mind tryin' out a date or two, Trixie. But I ain't no good at the entire 'being aggressive' and all that. If that's ok with you."

Trixie was still obviously a bit lost as to how she got into the conversation, but she understood it well enough. "Uh... Applejack, Trixie would like to date Applejack. Not Actorjack." Trixie snickered, proud of her pun.

Applejack gave a snort, she didn't legitimately find it funny, but it was unexpected enough to have amused her for a moment. "Well then why did Ra..." Applejack groaned and covered her face with her hat as she waited for the coming...

"What did Rarity say!?" Trixie was back to her old self, No hints of shyness or timidness about her as she tugged on Applejack's arm. Trying to get the arm out of the way. "Applejack! You can't hide from Trixie!"

Applejack could have held the other girl off forever if she had wanted to. But what surprised her was that it did actually take her effort to keep Trixie from pulling her arm away. The wiry girl was surprisingly strong for her slender form. It didn't come to anything as Applejack put her hat back on properly. "Hey there Trixie, nice of you to visit." Trixie flushed as Applejack smiled. "I don't want to date Actortrixie eit... Ok, that just did not work at all."

It did work in making Trixie snicker and drop some of the obviously hostile attitude. Tugging gently at Applejack's arm, though this time in a more attention-seeking way than a forceful way. "Please?"

Applejack's smile of amusement softened a little as she looked at Trixie, seeing that she was legitimately worried. "Hey now, nothing bad sugar cube. She just said that you had a thing for confident girls. So I was trying to play it up for you."

Trixie blinked then snickered, shaking her head. "You know, confident and aggressive aren't the same Applejack."

Giving a partial shrug Applejack smiled. "Well, I think this'll be some feeling out then? Because I thought that's what she meant, you know, the take-charge kind of girl."

Trixie went back to blushing a little. "W-Well... In certain situations..." Trixie bit her bottom lip as she met Applejack's eyes for a fleeting moment and both girls knew exactly what situations Trixie meant. "B-But I'd liked it if you were you."

Applejack smiled, her smile turning a little wicked after a moment. "Oh, I can think of a few times I might be more 'aggressive' than others..." Though just restating what Trixie had just said it for some reason caused the blue girl to blush a bit brighter. "But Trixie, why're you... I dunno, shy's not the right word... But... Well, I guess shy about this? You're normally so in-your-face."

Trixie frowned at the word choice. "I prefer the term confident."

Applejack couldn't help but let out a sharp laugh and nodded. "Ok, why aren't you the confident Trixie then?"

Trixie smiled, glancing at the closed door before looking at Applejack. "Because... Because being Trixie is easy." Applejack just stared at the nonsense statement. "Trixie's a confident, popular, talented performer. I... I want to date Applejack. I don't want to be Trixie with you..."

Applejack smiled after a moment of processing the statement and grinned at the girl. "Ahh, I think I can handle that." She reached up, gently pulling Trixie right up next to her. "I'll be confident for you, Trixie." She leaned in, pressing her lips gently against the pretty magicians.