Who's Going To Remember Us After We're Gone?
I eagerly followed my wife as Trixie slowly trotted ahead of me. We had just left a restaurant, celebrating our tenth anniversary of being together in general. The school was closed for the summer so we didn’t have any real work responsibilities to worry about.
Ponyville seemed so different now then it did about ten years ago. More than just ponies lived here now. I paused and waved at Lyra and Bon Bon before galloping to catch up to Trixie. Sunburst got married to Night Glider, a move than stunned us all. I honestly expected him and Twilight to get married but she got together with a former royal guard.
“Are you okay?” I asked, finally breaking the silence as I opened the door of our house with my magic for Trixie.
“I’m fine,” Trixie answered as she stared at her wagon in our front yard through the living room window. Even though we had settled down and bought our own home, Trixie insisted on keeping the wagon. Even when a stallion from a museum wanting to buy the wagon to put in a Heroes Of Equestria exhibit, Trixie refused. She also chased him around the yard with a pitch fork before I quickly intervened. Why we had a pitch fork, I have no clue. I’d be lying if a part of me didn’t find it hilarious.
“I know you’re lying Trix,” I said sternly as we entered our bedroom and jumped on the bed, levitating the blankets over us. “You get a look that tells me.”
“What is this look?” Trixie asked, flicking her ears curiously as we stared into each other’s eyes.
“Your eyes get kinda small, you get a bit sweaty and look around nervously.”
“Oh.”
“So what’s going on?” I asked as I pressed my muzzle against hers.
“You know how Granny Smith died last year?” Trixie asked quietly.
“How could I forgot? I’ve never seen Apple Bloom cry before like that. Half the town showed up. Even Celestia, Luna and Cadence accompanied Twilight,” I sighed as I remembered it all.
“And remember how Mayor Mare died a few weeks ago?” Trixie pressed. “And somecreature named Amethyst Star took over her position.”
“Where are you going with this?” I asked in slight frustration. I typically was fine with guessing games but not on our anniversary of all days. Trixie sighed as she stared at the ceiling.
“Who’s going to remember us when we’re gone?”
All my frustration disappeared at that as I stared at her in a mix of confusion and surprise.
“What?” Trixie rolled back over and faced me.
“I said, who’s going to remember us when we’re gone?” Trixie repeated her question.
“Where’s this coming from?” I asked.
“We aren’t getting any younger Starlight. We’re in our forties after all. Heck, we don’t even have any kids. Who’s going to remember us when we die? Who’s going to remember Granny Smith or Applejack or Scootaloo or Mayor Mare?” Trixie questioned as she flicked her tail a bit. I wet my lips and looked away.
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I like to think that years from now, somecreature is going to open a history book and be like “Who is Starlight Glimmer?” or “Who is Trixie?” and then be like, I know them! The two ponies who saved the Elements and the Princesses from the changelings and the ponies who helped defend their country from Cozy Glow, Tirek and Chrysalis. That’s what I like to think.”
“That’s whats going to happen to you,” Trixie pointed out. “I’m a retired showmare, Starlight. What’s my legacy going to be? We don’t have kids, all I am is a washed up mare stuck in the past.”
“We can always adopt,” I said honestly. “And your legacy is the greatest showpony in all of Equestria. The pony who sacrificed herself almost so I could get to the Queens throne with Thorax. The pony who put her students ahead of her and helped evacuate the school with me and Sunburst. The pony stood by my side with all of Equestria on that hill. That’s your legacy.”
“I’m not the greatest showpony,” Trixie muttered. “That honor goes to Harry Hoofdini.”
“Greatest in my book,” I winked at her. “And the most powerful too.”
“I was back when I was younger,” Trixie admitted. “Just because I still do shows sometimes at our school doesn’t mean I’m great and powerful anymore.”
“Oh please!” I scoffed. “The history books are already being wrote about us all. There’s a whole book dedicated to the two of us alone! And if I remember correctly, you have your own history book being wrote about you. Full of your snarky, sarcastic loud comments.”
“You’re lucky I love you otherwise I would have said something about that,” Trixie said in mock anger as we both laughed. “I guess I was a bit down in the dumps. Especially after my dad died and all.”
“I know,” I sighed and stroked her mane with a hoof. “Jackpot was a nice stallion. Even if he didn’t want you following in his foot steps for some reason and never supported it, he was nice. I do miss him too even if we only met a few times.”
“He supported it after a few years. He only didn’t at first because he told me the life of a magician was a long and lonely road and to make some friends. Only then would I be able to call myself truly great and powerful,” Trixie admitted. “Ten years I had spent traveling, wondering what that meant. When we met, I finally understood what he meant.”
“And if I remember, us being friends wasn’t the high light of us meeting,” I teased. “Pretty sure when we both got drunk on our honeymoon and you told me I was the greatest thing to happen to you.”
“Well okay you got me,” Trixie blushed. “It was the truth by the way. Thanks for listening. I’m not the greatest at emotions as you know.”
“Anything for you,” I grinned as I slid closer to her and pressed our bodies together as Trixie rolled over with her back facing me. “Remember, I still have my own stumbles with being open about my emotions. Just because I’ve gotten better doesn’t mean I don’t falter.”
“True. You always were the strongest of the two of us,” Trixie said with a hint of bitterness. “Sorry that was rude.”
“Meh it is what it is. And just because I’m more talented in some forms of magic, doesn’t make me stronger. You’re way better in stage magic. It’s your special talent after all.”
“Got me there.”
“Feeling better?” I asked after a moment of silence.
“Yes Starlight. Thanks.”
“Anything for you,” I smiled as we laid in silence. “Can I ask a personal question?” Trixie gave a quick bark of laughter and gave me a look.
“After what we’ve done in this bed? How more personal can things be?”
“Why do you like being the small spoon? I always figured you would be the one in control.” Trixie stared at the wall and appeared to be thinking.
“I feel safe,” she finally said. “Not like I feel unsafe normally. Just makes me feel like you’ll always be there like this.”
“Damn right I’ll always be here,” I answered as I nuzzled her mane. “It’s what partners do.” I draped a foreleg over her as I kissed her. “Sorry you felt this way for so long.”
“It’s fine,” Trixie sighed contently. “You can apologize.”
“I just did?”
“Apologize better,” Trixie twisted her head to stare into my eyes and her eyes lidded.
After a sleepy lovemaking session, we passed out in each other’s hooves. I don’t care about the future as long as Trixie is here in it.
Author's Note
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Startrix for the win!
Who's Going To Remember Us After We're Gone?
“Wow that is a lot of ponies,” I mused quietly to myself. “And changelings. And a few griffins. And a dragon. And even a few hippogriffs. And a kirin. Wow. Ponyville really has came a long way since ten to twelve years ago.”
“Damn right,” Sunny Daze agreed. She had been my assistant for the past few years since I got my mayoral position.
I sighed and stared at the crows of ponies waiting for me to start talking. I never really expected to ever be mayor. Mayor Amethyst Star does have a nice ring too. I’ve wanted this for years. I didn’t want to get this position because the old mayor died but I mean it is what it is. I heard hoofsteps in the dirt behind me and stared at a tall purple unicorn mare standing next to me.
“Hey Dinky,” I said casually as I shifted my focus back ahead and scanned the crowd with my eyes. I brushed some of my mane out of my eye and tried to ignore the small grey streak in it. If you don’t think about it, it’s not there is it? At least that’s how I think it is.
“You okay sis?” Dinky asked me as she stared at me curiously. She had gotten so big as the years gone by. She changed her mane style and wore her mane in a ponytail and had a red heart next to a scroll on her flanks. “You’re unnaturally quiet and that’s not like you. You’re typically loud.”
“Yeah I’m fine Dinks,” I lied and hoped she didn’t notice, ignoring her teasing insult. She narrowed her eyes and rolled them. She always was a bit more in tune with telling when she was lied to. “Okay maybe I’m not fine. I never wanted to do this. These two mares were a pillar of the town.” At least the two died at the same time. Being alone is well lonely. Trixie would have never left the house if Starlight died before Trixie I bet. Trixie just gave off those vibes.
“That they were,” Dinky readily agreed as she locked eyes with mom in the crowd before staring at Golden Harvest, Berry Punch and Junebug. I can’t believe how old they looked. Feels like yesterday they were so young looking. “Remember when Starlight taught me teleportation? I was teleporting all over the house and town. I ended up face first in Roselucks flower stand. She and her sisters were so confused.”
“Remember when you wanted to be a magician like Trixie? You were throwing flowers out of nowhere at me and mom daily,” I chuckled. “How’s it being headmare of the School of Friendship?”
“It’s okay. I have some huge horseshoes that I know I’ll never fill but I’m happy at work. Still surprised Starlight chose me personally over her daughter. Ice Pop seemed pretty angry over it at the time,” Dinky answered. “Ruby Pinch is surprisingly a great counselor. She doesn’t really think she will be as good as Trixie and I’ll be honest, that’s a valid point. I love my friend but yeah Trixie was awesome. Ruby does good work when I don’t find her passed out drunk under her desk. She’s lucky I’m her foalhood friend otherwise I would have let her go years ago. As much as I view Berry Punch as family, she was kinda a negative influence for a few years there.”
“Eh she’ll come around,” I placed a hoof on her back reassuringly. “Trust me. And Ruby can always go see Diamond Tiara. Heard she and Silver Spoon are running an anonymous alcohol meeting every Friday in town hall. Those two really turned around. I never thought they would ever be anything but cruel rich bullies. Remember how they always said we never amount to anything because of who our mom is? Look at us now.”
“Sure. I hate to admit it but I really agree. I never knew they made fun of mom. I was an oblivious filly growing up,” Dinky said unconvinced with a sheepish look. “Well looks like your speech is coming up.”
“Joy,” I muttered. Dinky chuckled and patted my head.
“Mom did say you would hate politics,” Dinky said. “Surprised they get their own statue.” I stared at the sheet covered and statue and nodded to my sister.
“They earned it,” I answered and stepped closer to the crowd. “Who will remember us after we’re gone? That’s a question every creature asks themselves once in their lives. Who’s going to remember us? Trixie once asked Starlight that exact same question. Trixie and Starlight were more than our neighbors. They were our friends, our co workers, taught our kids. They saved Equestria more times than I can remember. They were personally my friends and my sisters friend. Their house and wagon is being turned into a museum. Any creature can visit free of charge to learn about them as long as it’s not closed. It’s government property. Princess Twilight herself ordered this. She would be here but is busy unfortunately with ruling the country.”
I nodded at Dinky again and she levitated the sheet off the statue. I smiled faintly at the statue of Trixie and Starlight standing proudly with Trixie having a foreleg wrapped around Starlight, her stone cape billowing behind her and her trademark hat. The sculpter got their likeness so well it’s scary looking. Starlight had a warm smile and had her head facing Trixie with a hoof in the air, pressing against Trixie’s chest with plaques reading their respective names under each pony.
“If you see any creature looking at this statue whether it’s a griffin, unicorn, pegasus, earth pony, changeling or hippogriff, I want you to walk up to them and tell them what type of pony these two were so that way we can turn this memorial into something special. Because as of now,” I stared at the unusually quiet crowd and slammed a hoof into the dirt.
“This memorial site is sacred ground.”
Author's Note
Bonus chapter. It might not be the greatest but well Trixie got remembered with Starlight. Hope yall enjoy.
