Trixie’s Preposterous Adventure

Trixie’s Preposterous Adventure

by: Grape Parfait

Chapter 3. As long as I've got my suit and tie

Wind chimes hanging from the patio deck jingled in cool morning breeze as I snuck out. The small pasture behind the quaint cottage met with the Everfree forest. This was the place where I first met her. Last night I did not receive another dream about the zebra’s curse, it seemed the longer the time I spent cursed the less I remembered about it. I levitated the tea I had in my magical grasp up to my lips and slurped a little off the top. I paced over to the rusty metal feed trough at my side and glanced at my reflection on the bottom. My mane had shortened about half of its original length, my muzzle was squared off and I was overall at least three hooves larger. As I flexed my shoulders and withers, to check out my new size, a quiet snicker floated behind me.

“Yes?” I turned around to see a bemused Ditzy Doo behind me.

“I saw that.” She said with another giggle and pranced about the porch.

“Trixie is confused. He does not understand what you are talking about.”

“You are so weird! Anyways!” She stuck her tongue out a little. “I saw you checkin’ yourself out in the trough.”

“So what! Trixie is permitted a little vanity.” I said huffily as I turned my back on her again.

“Ok, fine! Well let’s get goin’ to Carousel Boutique so that we can get your blazer fixed.”

“What about Carrot Top?” I asked cautiously. As if on que, a certain orange colored mare slunk out of the back of the cottage and cantered directly in front of me. Her languid pace and flipped back ears betrayed her otherwise smiling face. She sat down in-between Ditzy Doo and I as her eyes flicked back and forth between us.

“I mean… Umm, Ditzy thank you.” I forced a fearful smile as I remembered that Carrot Top became quite enraged if I was not nice to Ditzy. The orange mare’s ears flipped upright as her posture straightened to match a real happy smile.

“Ha ha! Bubbles! See, I got him trained already.” Her curly vermillion mane bounced joyfully as she nickered and bobbed her head in triumph then wiggled her black tongue at me.

“Trixie is not trained!” I whined in self-defense.

“Ummm… Hey, Carrot Top. I umm, I was gonna take him to Carousel Boutique. If that’s ok with you.” Ditzy Doo spoke up as she jumped up and shoved Carrot Top.

“Ok, let’s go!” Carrot Top agreed as she trotted towards out the side gate of the pasture. I gulped the remainder of my tea and set the cup upon the window sill as I followed Ditzy Doo also out the side gate.

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“Trixie, that story you’ve been trying to tell me.” Ditzy initiated conversation as she hoofed my flank while we walked side by side.

“You always call Trixie weird whenever he brings it up.” I cantered a little faster.

“Well, we have a few minutes before getting to Carousel Boutique and I wanted you to tell Carrot Top it since she’s here.”

“Ok, fine. Short version. Trixie had a spell cast upon him that changed him significantly and can’t remember the details. But for the last few days has spent all of his time with Carrot Top and Ditzy Doo.” I panted as the increased pace was making me lose my breath.

“Can I ask you something else?” Ditzy Doo galloped in front of me then stopped in front of me causing me to also stop. “Carrot Top and I talked about this last night while you slept.”

“Sure, Trixie supposes he will listen.” I said as I sat down in defeat. Carrot Top pranced up from behind me then pressed up against my side as usual.

“I… Ummm… Trixie, will you be my…” Ditzy Doo stammered as her cheeks turned shades of red that I had never seen before. “Will you become my companion?”

“What? Trixie does not understand.” I said in disbelief. What in the world is this crazy mare talking about?

“Stupid. She’s asking you to join our team.” Carrot Top scolded me as she nuzzled my neck then looked into my eyes as if she was not sure if I was stupid. “To join our family.”

“Trixie understood that. What Trixie does not understand is how this all works.”

“Ditzy Doo is the alpha female so she gets to decide who’s in the family or not. She’s asking for you to be her special somepony.” Carrot Top explained as simply as she could. “Sides’” She winked as she pointed her hoof at herself. “You get me too! It’s kinda’ package deal here.”

“Give Trixie some time to think about this.” I said under a heavy sigh as I stood up and led towards Carousel Boutique. Carrot Top growled under her breath as we started trotting down the path again.

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The three of us cantered side by side in relative silence the remainder of the trip until we reached the doors to Carousel Boutique. Carrot Top pushed the door open, loudly clacking her hoof upon the door, then led us inside. The bell rang a few times as the door swept briskly beneath it. A few moments later the most hoity mare I had ever seen frolicked before us. Her twirled purple mane and tail bounced in a frou-frou manner that made me dislike her each moment that I spent in her presence.

“Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where everything is chique, unique and magnifique! What can Miss Rarity do for you three?” She regarded each of us with a quick glance as she rattled off her customary introduction. Carrot Top mocked Rarity with a blab-blab-blab motion of her hoof quickly as Rarity turned around. Ditzy Doo placed her hoof in front of her muzzle as she giggled at Carrot Top’s disrespectful antics.

“Trixie needs his blazer fixed.” I stepped forward and ignored the two other mares.

“Oh, ok this will take a little doing since the lapel is ripped. I think it may be best to make a new blazer. Do you have time for some measurements?” Rarity asked as Carrot Top and Ditzy Doo continued to titter. “Is your entourage staying? This may be boring to watch so maybe it is best if they come back when we are done?” Carrot Top shot by my side and quickly shoved Rarity to the floor.

“Not so fast!” She growled at the white mare.

“How rude! What is the meaning of this!?!” Rarity scoffed as she toddled back to her hooves.

“This is our stallion!” Carrot Top exclaimed as a naughty smirk crossed her muzzle. “But... How about we make a deal?”

“Hey!” Ditzy Doo exclaimed in opposition. “That’s not fair Carrot Top! He’s not for sale like that!” Rarity, Carrot Top and I simultaneously turned to give Ditzy Doo a disbelieving and shocked look simultaneously. “What? That’s what you were gonna offer right?”

“No! This will not do!” Rarity spoke up from the back.

“What? Why not?” Carrot Top yelled at Rarity.

“I propose that Trixie chooses the best mare here. We shall have an evening show and he will decide who is most fit to be his mate tonight.” Rarity hotly flipped her coiffure. Ditzy Doo and Carrot Top narrowed their eyes and nodded together in agreement as Rarity led them behind the dress fitting stage.

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The multicolored stage lights burst with a loud pop as soft plumes of white smoke slunk along the catwalk. Ropes on the corners curtains of the stage pulled open as soft night music hummed from the speaker system. The alabaster unicorn stood in the center of the revealed backstage. Blue lights glinted off her silver tiara that was adorned with translucent crystals. Her translucent dress was decorated with ropes of shining silver spheres that glinted the multicolored light onto the white mare. Her purple locks were pulled up into a tight bun but her tail was combed completely straight. She walked down the catwalk gracefully never missing a beat with the music playing overhead. She turned on the end platform twice then returned behind the side curtain.

The second mare jumped out onto the stage. Green horseshoes grew into leafed vines that sparsely covered the orange mare’s withers and behind. Her curly vermillion mane was puffed out completely and twirled loosely around her ears and the nape of her neck. Her tail was entwined and attached around one rear leg. She pranced with a bouncy step to the end of the platform. She stuck her black tongue out and spit raspberries at me as she leaned forward. She turned around and shook her rear end at me rudely showing me her mare bits before returning behind the curtain.

The third mare’s dainty grey hoof, fitted with a black slipper, slid onto the stage. The black cocktail dress fitted with black glittering sequins reflected the multicolored light around the room in a dazzling display. Her blonde mane was wrapped up tightly around two chop sticks and her tail was done the same way. She sultrily cantered along the catwalk to the best of her ability but her bungling nature got the best of her as she stumbled a few steps but stopped short of falling off of the catwalk. She stuck her lower lip out in a sulky pout as she turned around and quickly made the exit back off stage.

A few moments later all three mares trotted out to the end of the stage and stood at the end of it, waiting for my choice. My eyes immediately went to Ditzy Doo as I noticed her withers bob up and down as tears dropped from her eyes. I hopped up onto the stage and touched her shoulder which caused her to look back into my eyes.

“You’re choosing me?” Ditzy Doo said incredulously.

“Yes, Yes Trixie does.” I said as I pulled her into a hug.

“Why? I fell over during the competition.”

“Because… Because you’re weird.” I whispered as I pulled her muzzle up so I could look into her eyes.

“Hey! This isn’t fair! You can’t pick her just because she’s crying!” Rarity yelled from off the side as Ditzy Doo and I nuzzled each other.

“Don’t be a sore loser, Rarity. Give us the blazer like you promised.” Carrot Top scolded Rarity.

“Fine!” Rarity disappeared behind the stage curtains again.

“Besides, Trixie has made his decision. He will join you Ditzy Doo. Trixie still does not understand any of this at all. Everything that has happened the last few days have been completely ridiculous.  But Trixie…” My heart pulsed a few times as I completed my speech. “Trixie.. No. I love you, Ditzy.” Without warning Carrot Top pranced over and hugged my other side. Both mares pressed up against my side and rubbed their wet happy tears all over me.

“Awww!” Rarity cried as she covered her mouth with her hoof. “I guess I’ll have to make two white dresses soon then.”

“Nope!” Ditzy Doo snickered.

“What? Why not? Aren’t you going to have a wedding?” Rarity wailed in as she hoofed my new blazer to me.

“They’re gonna have to be black.” Ditzy Doo and Carrot Top both stuck their tongues out at Rarity.

“Now I don’t understand what’s going on.” Rarity blinked in disbelief.

“There’s already a bun in the oven.” Ditzy Doo proudly pointed a hoof to her stomach.

“Yea, one in the oven!” Carrot Top duplicated Ditzy Doo’s mannerisms.

“Let’s go home.” I threw the old blazer off my shoulders and replaced it with the new one that Rarity had given me. The white mare’s mouth hung open as the front door to the shop swung closed and rang the bell in its wake.

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Next time on Trixie’s Preposterous Adventure

by: Grape Parfait

Chapter 4. The Curse Has Been Lifted

“Hey, Carrot Top! Can you believe it! I think there’s only one more chapter left!” Ditzy Doo squeed.

“Wow, you’re right bubbles! We’re gonna have to make this last one extra special!” Carrot Top agreed with a sultry voice.

“Doesn’t Trixie get a say in this?” I asked carefully.

“No!” Both mares shouted at me.