Author's Note

Got quite a bit of backlog saved up. Still gonna space it out though.

8: In Which the Shit Impacts the Fan

Trixie pulled her shaky hoof away from the journal, shutting it closed with her magic. That... yeah... She put the journal away and into the desk she had been gifted; the only other things in it were her cape, hat, and a pen. She rolled away and stood up, shaking herself. Am I really a puppet for the Empress? Or am I being puppeted by these ponies? Trixie did not know, but she was glad she did not have to figure it out that moment. Time to get out there I guess...

Trixie slid into the Officer's room. The other mares looked up, and then looked back down. Except for Starlight.

"Trixie!" She sprang up and wrapped Trixie in a tight hug. "Are you okay?!"

"I..." Yes. As okay as I can be. "N-no..." What the fucking cunt are you fucking pulling you piece of fucking shi

"...wanna go talk about it...?"

There is nothing wrong you fucki "Y-yeah..." ing cunt what the fuck am I saying?!

After dismissing herself, Starlight pulled Trixie with her out of the room and towards the bedroom. "So, what is it...?"

As much as Trixie wanted to hate the pink pony - as much as she knows she should hate her - she couldn't. Not one bit. "I... I have this v-voice in my head..." I'm your thoughts! "It... it h-hates you and m-me for being h-happy here and it-"

Starlight turned the pair around. "That's what I feared... we're gonna have to operate on you, ok...?"

What in the fucking slutlestia are yo "O-ok..." u talking about?!

Trixie could feel tears slowly trickling down her face. "I-it told me to... to eat the... ars... arsen..."

"Arsenic...?" Starlight prompted, face plastered with concern.

"Y-yeah..."

"Tr-Trixie, listen carefully: that voice is not yours," Yes I am! I'm your thoughts! "That's a p-plant by Celestia. It disguises itself as your thoughts," ...you believe this whore?! "and makes you... well, you've seen it..."

Trixie could feel her head nodding, but not her head; it was like some other pony's head she was watching.

"So... w-we need to get it out and... y-you might not... l-live..."

"Wh-what're the... o-odds...?" Zero! I'm your fucking brain! Trixie could barely see through the tears in her eyes as she was towed around a corner into a whitewashed room.

"...n-not very good..." Trixie numbly did nothing as Starlight told the doctor what procedure was needed, and after a minute she felt herself being lifted onto a gurney. "P-promise me you'll be o-ok...?"

"I..." Before Trixie could finish, she was swept into an operating room and felt a needle jab into her foreleg.

"It's ok ma'am, we'll take good care of you..."

---Starlight---

My hooves leaned against the window as I pressed my face against the glass. Trixie was in there. She might die... I just got her back and she's just gonna... not on my watch!

She pulled a doctor over with her magic. "What can I do to help?!"

"Stay out and don't disturb us," the doctor said, keeping his cool.

"Th-there has to be something!"

The doctor sighed. "Well... there's a theory that same of us have... that if the pony being operated on has absorbed enough magic, they have about a 17% chance of the chip just popping out, no harm done,"

"A-and the other 83%?"

"...her head will explode," Starlight recoiled, another tear streaming down her cheek. "The magic will not interact well with the chip, and it'll direct the magic into an explosion spell..."

"W-what's the survival rate of the surgery...?"

"Well, as Trixie has so much magic and an inhibitor...? About..." The doctor mulled it over for a few seconds. "...0.0061%..."

"..."

"..."

"H-how do I help...?"

---Trixie---

Trixie sat up as her head felt as if it was on fire. She immediately began screaming as she scraped at her skull. "It h-hurts! M-make it st-stop!"

A bunch of doctors were in the room, along with Starlight who was backing away, trembling. Before Trixie could react, she felt another jab in her arm. "It'll be..."

She woke up with a gasp, her head not feeling like a fireball. "Did it..."

The door slammed open and Starlight ran through, practically jumping on top of the cyan mare. "Yes! It worked!" She held the mare in an iron tight hug. Heh, Trixie could get used to this... The voice in her head sounded different, much more like her vocal voice. It sounded right.

Trixie chuckled, though even she noticed how weak it was, and wrapped a foreleg around the mare on top of her. Hey, she was right. That voice is gone... "Yeah, it worked..."

Starlight got off of the bed, tear in her left eye. "Y-you're... ok..."

"I think..."

A doctor walked up and took off Trixie's restraints. "You're all good, Ms. Lulamoon. Have a nice day!" He(?) quickly walked out and towards whatever office he worked at.

But Trixie didn't care. She stood up, stretched, and simply said "Well, I believe we have a bed to get in?"

"B-but you just got out of it..."

"Well, that wasn't our bed..." Trixie winked, brushed her tail along Starlight's cheek, and started walking.

"I... I vaguely remember... everything..." Trixie said to Starlight. "I was a showpony, travelling in the road, making a living in showsmareship, and then I had... the Ursa minor incident..."

"C-correct," Starlight replied, voice full of hope.

"And then... I went around... doing..." she quickly coughed. No need to tell her now...

"You n-never told me wha-"

"And then I came back to Ponyville with the amulet... and then..." Trixie bit her bottom lip. "That purple gal... Twidark?"

Starlight giggled. "Twilight. What's a Twidark?"

"ANYWHO! Then I settled in, and then I met you, and then... well, you know..."

"Aft-ter our little adventures, we m-moved to...?"

"It was... Oh! The suburbs around Ponyville central!"

"C-correct!" Starlight clapped her hooves. "We had a car... and a nice house..."

"And then... the box happened..."

"Then w-what?" Starlight asked, voice full of confusion.

"Well... I was given the chip... and then... I was... killed..." Starlight gasped. "...only to come back in Manehattan... and then I kept growing up, and dying, and kept being reborn in different places... it's hard to explain. It's like...

"Like... like my memories were wiped, a split second of bliss, and then... I was a foal again. I was born naturally, and just... lived a new life..."

"F-for 938 years...?"

"Y-yeah. This is my... 48th life..." Starlight took a deep breath. "...and I'm 18..."

Starlight moved from the other side of the bed onto Trixie's splayed arm, rolling up against her chest. Looking up, she said "That sounds... awful..."

Trixie chuckled. "So, how are you still alive Glimmy?"

Starlight blushed a little at the nickname. "Th-that's new... but me and the other gals... we h-haven't aged a day..."

"Since this whole thing started?"

"Y-yeah... unbelievable, I kn-know..."

Rather than talk back, Trixie simply put her arms around the pink mare and kissed her forehead. "Well, I hope you're comfy," Reaaaal nice subject change there...

"H-hey Trix...?"

"Yeah?"

"So... wh-what'd you do in the y-years between Ursa minor and the a-amulet...?"

Trixie sighed. "Do you really wanna know...?"

"I n-need to..."

"Ok..." Trixie silently gulped, gathering her courage up. This'll be fun... "Should I put it delicately...?"

"Wh-whatever you want i-"

"I was a whore, Glimmy," Trixie looked down as Starlight gasped. "I was a common fucking street whore. And what else could I do?"

"M-m-magic sh-shows...?"

"Glimmy, my name was tarnished. I tried that and they threw me out with pitchforks and torches," Trixie shivered at the memory. "I had no other options,"

"Wh-why w-would you..."

"Hide it?" Starlight nodded. "Because you didn't need to know that I had been whoring myself out for a living whilst you were in your little town. And it didn't really stop after the amulet..." Another, much shakier, gasp. "Really all that changed was that I did it less, cause those magic shows still didn't pay the bills..."

"I'm s-so sorry..." Starlight turned around and wrapped her own forelegs around Trixie. "I'm so s-so sorry..."

"Hey, you didn't force me into that... or rape me... like all the stallions who did..." Starlight whimpered, and Trixie mentally slapped herself. You know how to calm her down, don't ya. "...so you're fine..."

After a few seconds of heavy silence, Starlight looked up and asked "Wh-when did it stop...?"

Trixie looked down, biting her bottom lip. "D-don't ask that..."

"I a-am..."

Trixie sighed as she scooted down to bury herself in Starlight's chest. "G-gimme a couple..."

Starlight wrapped her forelegs around Trixie's head. "Wh-whenever you're ready..."

Trixie spent a couple minutes gathering her thoughts. I can't tell her. I have to tell her. She'll be heartbroken. She has to know. I can't let this out. I have to let this out. She'll hate me. She'll support me. She'll hate herself. She'll love me even more.

Fuck me, I gotta do this sooner or later.

Drawing a shaky breath, Trixie muttered "P-prostitution? Once we shared out b-bank account... the r-rape...?" Trixie shook her head.

"T-Trixie...?!" Starlight squeezed Trixie's head tighter as her breathing sped up.

"Right b-before I g-got home... w-when we opened the box..." Trixie felt the tears leave her eyes, but for once she didn't care. "I..."

---Twilight---

The whole staff corps looked towards the door when the loudest scream they ever heard in their lives came from Starlight's room. "Uh... what in tarnation was that?!" Applejack asked.

"I'll go check!" Twilight said, quickly teleporting outside Starlight's door before anypony else could say anything.

She gently pushed the door open. "Starli-" Before she finished, a blue flash of light threw her against the far wall, at an angle from what Twilight presumed was the bed to the far end of the hall. Dazed, she barely got up in time to see the door shut, lock, and have a gentle blue haze settle around it. Was that Trixie?! That little...!

"St-starlight!" She galloped to the door and tried to force it open with magic, only to watch as her magic did absolutely nothing to the haze. Desperate, she began pounding in the door. "You b-better not hurt her Trixie!"

She watched through the window as Starlight appeared at the door. Her face was covered in tears and she wore an evil, hatefup snarl on her face. ohfuck. Starlight opened the door - Why didn't I do that? - and shouted "TWILIGHT! Get the FUCK out of here!"

"Are you o-"

"SHUT IT!" Starlight punched Twilight on the nose, causing her to stumble back. "GO!"

The door closed, and Twilight rubbed her nose. That was a mean boop..." she muttered, walking off towards the Officer's room.

---Trixie---

"G-glimmy...?"

"Yes d-dear?" Starlight quickly slid into bed and pulled Trixie against her.

"That... was c-cool..."

Starlight snorted. Trixie giggled. Starlight giggled. Soon enough, the two mares were laughing their hearts out on that little bed, tears running down their faces.

"I... kn-know," Starlight gave Trixie a little pat on the head. "I kn-know, Trix..."

But I'm not done yet... "C-can I finish the st-story...?" Trixie asked.

"S-sure can..."

---Twilight---

Twilight yawned. It was late. After she got back to the Officer's room, she sat back down, quiet about what happened, and finished up her work. Nowz an hour later, no one else was in the Officer's room. She folded up her manilla folder, labelled 'Twilight', and put it in her cabinet. "Ah, bed time..."

She got up and trudged down the hall, hooves heavy with exhaustion. She fluffed her wings as she thought about her bed. Her sweet, sweet, wonderful, warm bed...

Suddenly, the door to her right burst open and Starlight stumbled out. She had much less tears on her face, which was good. However, her face contained about ten times the hate as before, causing Twilight to recoil another step. "Twilight! Where's Stone Marble?!"

"Th-the new guy?"

"Yes! Where is he?!"

"Q-quarter three, block A, bunk 17..." Twilight pointed her hoof in the general direction of quarter three. "...wh-why?"

Rather than answer, she merely shouted "Go watch Trix!" The mare disappeared in a flash of pink light.

Stunned, Twilight peeked into Starlight's room. "Trixie...?"

After letting her eyes adjust to the dark, she caught sight of the mare lying on the bed, looking away. "Y-y-yes...?"

"Hey there..." Twilight sat on the bed, extremely uncomfortable. Just remember what 'Your Friends and Awkward Conversations' taught you... great read by the way. "You... ok...?"

Trixie's shoulders moved and Twilight heard a sniffle.

"What's wrong...?" She reached over and put a hoof on Trixie's shoulder.

"N-n-nothing..."

"Trixie, that's a lie. What's wrong,"

Trixie muttered something unintelligible.

"I asked, wha-"

A bright flash of pink filled the room as Starlight appeared. "Thanks Twi. You can go now,"

"Wh-what'd you..." Twilight looked down to see Starlight's hooves bathed in a bright red liquid. "Did you..."

"He... he committed the..." Starlight bit her bottom lip, lost in thought for a couple of seconds. "...the ultimate crime, ok?"

Twilight curled her lip and nodded. When she turned to leave, she thought better of it and instead said "Honestly, I'd feel better if I could stay here and make sure you two are fine..." That's 'Your Friends and Unspeakable Crimes'... right?

Rather than respond to Twilight, Starlight looked down to Trixie. "What do you say...?"

The mare gently nodded. "I... ok-k..."

"I'll just set up over here then," Twilight teleported a cot in the corner and laid down on it. "If you need me, just shake me, mk?"

"Got it," Starlight answered. "Night Twi,"

"Night Starlight. Night Trixie,"

"N-ni... night..."