Living with Trixie.

You slowly start to wake up and rise from your bed. You take a few minutes to let your eyes adjust to your surroundings. A quick rub on them and everything starts to come into focus. Your room is nothing special. A simple wooden floor and roof with a nice big hanging light in the middle of the room. 2 dressers sit in the corner and on top of them rest pictures of you along with your friends. To your right rests a bookshelf filled with lessons on spell casting and books on music and lots of its history in Equestria. You start to hear the sound of talking and laughing ponies coming from your slightly open window. The morning sun gives your room a light golden glow. On the opposite end of the room sits a few pots of flowers that give the room a pretty and very delicious scent. You turn your attention to the clock on the wall which read a few minutes after 7.

You yawn and stretch out your hooves and with that your body makes a few popping sounds as your joints come back to life. With that you also start to feel the pain of work last night especially in your hooves and your back. The worst part is you’re on shift at noon until 8 at night. The bright side is the day shifts are less busy than the night shifts. Guess that’s the perk of working in Ponyville’s only bar. It’s not bad work either. The tips are great and despite that you always seem to get a lowly drunk that makes a habit of touching your flank, you wouldn’t work anywhere else.

“Come on Lyra. Get up and have a shower. You’ll feel great after that.” You say to yourself in hopes you can actually move from your comfy bed.

You take a second and light up your horn to remove the blanket covering your lower body. The cover glows a golden yellow and floats into the air. You crawl out of the bed and past the blanket back on the comfy bed and quickly remake the bed. After that is done you groggily trot to your door and push it open. The quietness of your house fills your ears. You sigh in disappointment and walk into the bathroom. You've lived alone ever since you moved out of your parents’ house when you first got your cutie mark. You turn your gaze to it. Its a simple golden lyre signaling your talent for music. Many ponies wondered how you could play a lyre so well. Its actually thanks to a little trick you learned just before you got your cutie mark. You smile and light up your horn again.

This time you conjure up your lyre that you`ve grown attached to. You sit on the floor and grab the lyre. This time you use a spell that you yourself had created. You start to feel the magic wrap around your hooves and slowly start to morph into 5 long appendages. You finish the spell and look at your magical fingers. You smile and wiggle them a bit. You bring the fingers up to the strings and glide them to make your instrument give off beautiful music. The sound from the lyre always is able to calm you down. You close your eyes and play a song while you turn on the shower in order for it to heat up.

After playing your own song you move the lyre near the door and end your finger spell. As the magic disappear around your hooves you frown. You wish you had real fingers. They seem so much more useful then hooves. You`ve made a habit of using those fingers on more than one occasion…Your body shakes from the thought of the first time you use them to….

“Darn it girl! Save it for when you are more awake!” You say to yourself casting off those perverted thoughts and hop into the warm shower.

You relax and let the water beat against your minty fur reinvigorating your body and mind. After you let it soak in, you magically grab a bottle of fur conditioner and lather a cloth up and apply it to your whole body up including your horn. Your body becomes more relaxed when you touch the lathery cloth against your horn. You always hated how sensitive your horn is but whenever you touch it, it felt so good yet some naughty at the same time. As you continue to rub the cloth on your horn you wish you had a partner with you. Living alone is starting to make you feel sad and lonely. You push the thoughts to the side and quietly finish washing yourself despite feeling the urge for a quick clopping. As you step out of the shower and dry off you think about your day. Maybe youll invite Minuette over for some tea before you head off to work and see whats happening around Equestria from her. Or maybe head off…

“DING DONG!” A sound echoes throughout the house. You stop drying your mane and try to figure out if you had any company today. Not recalling any you quickly dry off fully and rush downstairs to the front door. You peer through the eye hole and see a very unexpected visitor. Standing on your doorstep was an azure mare with platinum hair. You recognize the pony from the show she tried to put on awhile along in Ponyville. You also notice she’s not wearing her cape and wizard and you also notice her fur was dirty and her mane was a wreck. You open the door slowly.

“Can I help- ugh you stink!” You say to the azure pony while bring a hoof over your nose to avoid her smell.

“Please can you…help Trix-uh….me?” She asks you in a quiet and very tired voice.

You stare at her for a few seconds confused by this sudden arrival of her. She looks sad and homeless when you look at her more closely. Bloodshot eyes, patches of dirt on her fur, and the stench of somepony not showering for a long time.

“ Trixie!? What happened to you?” You ask her still covering your nose.

Suddenly she bends over and grabs your hoof on the grab.

“Please help me! No pony else will help me in this town! I’ve been homeless ever since my house got crushed by that Ursa Minor awhile back!” She cries to you.

You look up and notice a few passerbies are staring at you with confusion and then you look back at her. Has she really been homeless since that happened!? As you recall that was a while ago.

“D-don’t you have any family you who can help you?” You ask while trying to shake her off your hoof.

“Tr- I has nothing anymore! My momma passed away a while ago and I never knew my papa….* She says giving you a pitiful look.

“Where have you been staying if your house got crushed then?” You ask her.

“In…in a tent in the Ev-Everfree forest…” She answers back quietly.

You’re honestly surprised to hear that considering that forest is full of dangerous creatures. Before you can think of it anymore you hear a deep rumbling sound come from Trixie. Her face scrunches up and she turns red faced as she lets go of you and puts a hoof to her stomach.

“I can’t live in that accursed forest anymore…It’s too far to go anymore else in my condition and I had no choice but to return here…Please help me I beg you!” She starts to beg again while going back to holding your hoof.

You honestly don’t know what to say to her. You look back up and see a few ponies walking by shaking their heads at her behavior. On one had you would feel bad if you turned her away, but on the other it seems so sudden to get a roommate so quickly.

“But I only got one bed…” You say quietly to her.

“Tri- I can sleep on the floor if I must. Ppppppleaseeee…* She whines at you.

“Alright, alright. You can stay here but only for a little bit alright?” You say finally shaking her hoof off yours.
You notice a sparkle in her eye and a big smile at you for letting her come inside.

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!! I promise I won’t be a burden to you I swear miss….” She starts up but slowly stops when she doesn’t know your name.

“Lyra. Lyra Heartstrings. And before you do anything in my house I highly recommend you clean up in the shower upstairs. You reek!” You say to her covering your nose again.

Suddenly she gets up and hugs you tightly. You freeze up for a second realizing another pony is hugging you. You’ve been living alone for such a long time you almost forgot what a hug felt like. You were also not the type to hug your friends opening fearing ponies would get the wrong idea.

“Trixie Lulamoon! And once again thank you so much!!” She nearly cries into your neck.

You hold back your gagging as her smell almost overwhelms you. And you notice other ponies staring at you with confusion and even a few start laughing at you.

“Trixie..please..go shower…” You say still trying to hold your breath.

“S-sorry about that. I hope you didn’t get creeped out by that…” She say blushing with a bit of a frown she lets go of you and backs away.

“Hehe…it’s alright Trixie…Now go shower and we can talk afterwards alright?” You say with a small laugh.

She nods her head and you point her upstairs and to the shower. When you do she bolts it and seconds later you hear the sound of water running. You turn back to the door and look back out. Everypony has seemed to go back to what they were doing. You close the door and start to realize what you just got yourself into.