After being humiliated and kicked out of Ponyville, Trixie sadly got in her wagon and drove off. However, not having any particular location in mind, she stopped shortly after and decided to get some sleep. She parked the wagon close to a dirt road just outside of Ponyville, and went inside. Exhausted, she threw her magic hat, cape, and herself onto the couch. She breathed a sigh of relief as she brushed her light blue and white mane back. The cape had silver stars that shined in the bright light illuminating from the one single lantern hanging on the ceiling.
Bored and tired, she went even deeper in the wagon until she approached a door. She opened it and lit another lantern near a table. Her room was very small, consisting of nothing more than a bunk bed and a desk and table. As she laid in her bed, she could hear the crickets happily chirping. She wished she felt the same way. As she slowly drifted away into sleep, the memory of her magic being out shined by the purple unicorn haunted her that night. She tossed and turned all night, throwing her covers off and exposing her shiny fur and slim body to the coldness of Luna's night.
She woke the next morning in a cold sweat. There was sweat on her forehead. She quickly wiped it off and looked outside. The Sun was brightly shining and butterflies, bees, and all kinds of other insects were flying around, enjoying natures' great joys. She quietly went into the living area and got out an apple and began to chew into it. As she sat on the couch, munching on her apple, some pieces of apple fall on her lap and stomach, but she quickly wipes it off. Because of her stubborn nature, Trixie wastes no time in trying to find some way of improving her magic.
After hours upon hours of stacking up old, dusty books, she finally gives in and lays her head on the desk. But, as her face made contact with the wooden desk, a memory played in her head. Her mother encouraging her to peruse her career as a magician. At one point, she remembered her telling a tale about an ancient library that contained mystical texts that could give any unicorn magical powers beyond belief. Realizing this could be her one chance to become the Great and Powerful Trixie once more, she drove off towards the library.
Very few knew of its location and even fewer knew how to get in. Luckily for Trixie, she came from a long line of magicians, believe it or not, and she knew how to get in. Shortly after entering, she immediately searched for a book about the most impressive spell known to ponykind. The power of dimensional travel. Unfortunately, she was not the first pony to get there. most of the books were either missing, destroyed, or badly damaged. But, she managed to find one book that was not tampered with. She began reading the instructions and followed them. She opened the book and began to read. Time passed by and morning turned to dusk as the Sun began to sink below the horizon, leaving behind a gorgeous orange sky. When she finished reading about the spell, she tried it out. Her horn glowed pink and a beam of energy emitted from her horn. As the beam made contact with the ground, a large vortex opened on the floor. Trixie's eyes glowed in both happiness and excitements as the vortex continued to swirl.
On the other side of the portal, a human, by the name of Carson, was in bed when the portal opened. Carson tended to roll off his bed in his sleep. And today was one of those days. He slowly rolled off the bed and straight into the portal. As the vortex engulfed him, it closed shut.
The next thing Trixie knew, something flew out of the portal and dove into a bookshelf. The contents spilled all over the flung figure. She slowly walked over to the pile of ragged, old books.
As Carson sleepily rubbed his head in pain, he looked up at Trixie. A look of confusion washed over his face.
"Huh? Where am I? Who are you? What are you? You aren't human. Where's my home!?"
"What is a human?"
"Well, it's what I am."
Trixie then burrowed Carson's look. "No you're not. You're a pony. You do know that, right?"
Carson then looked down at his hands. His skin was covered with bright-white fur. Then, he felt his ears twitch. He tapped the top of his head. Nothing out of place there. His hair was still manageably curly. Carson was not panicking at the time. That is, until he noticed that he had a tail. He looked at his back. He also had something on his flank. A cutie mark. It was a picture of smoke. Carson didn't know what it was or what it meant, but he wasn't waiting to find out.
"Where am I? And can I go home, please?"
"You're in Equestria."
Carson just became more confused than he already was. Maybe it was because he was sleepy. "Equestria? I never heard of it in school. Is it a country?"
"Well, it is more of a kingdom. What is your name, pony?"
"Um, Carson. Can I go home now?"
"Unfortunately, I do not know any spells at the moment, nor do I care if I don't. But, Trixie is willing to make you a deal."
Carson leaned forward. "Yeah?"
"If you are willing to help me with my magic show tour, I will help you get back to your world."
Carson thought for a second. "Sure, why not?"
"But!" Carson jumped back from the sudden outburst. "You must agree that you will do exactly as Trixie tells you to do. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes. I get it!"
Trixie then let out a sly grin. "Perfect. Trixie believes you and her will get along just nicely."
Window Shopping (Incomplete)
"Get up! Trixie commands you to awaken!" yelled Trixie in a annoyed voice. Carson just pulled the covers over his face and tried to go back to sleep. Trixie continued to shake his slumped body out of the couch.
Carson simply just replied, "Just 10 more minutes..."
Trixie was on the edge at that point. "TRIXIE COMMANDS YOU TO GET UP NOW!!!" she yelled as she used her magic to drag Carson off the couch. He landed with a loud thud.
"OW! Ok, ok! I'm up!" screamed Carson as he rubbed his head. He looked up at Trixie and immediately blushed. Normally, Trixie's cape would cover up most of her body, but she was not wearing it. All she had on was a tight, light-blue bra and extremely small underwear. Carson, being aroused by her appearance, didn't even notice that he was staring. However, Trixie does and she quickly covers herself up with her arms. Carson snaps out of it and apologizes.
"You better be sorry! Trixie does not allow just anypony to admire her like that!"
"This happens a lot in my world! How should I know that things work differently here?" yelled Carson. "Look, all I'm saying is that I'm sorry, ok?"
"Well..." thought Trixie. "I suppose I can't stay mad. Now come on, we have a show next week, and we must get ready! The first stop we must go to is..." Trixie let out a sigh. "Ponyville." Tacky name, thought Carson as he looked at Trixie with concern.
"You ok?"
"Yes, yes. Trixie is fine. Look. Can you do this trip for me?" asked Trixie in her sweetest voice she could manage. Carson nodded.
Trixie smiled. "Thank you." She then brought out a quill and paper and wrote down a list of items she wanted him to purchase. Carson tried to walk, but he was still not used to hooves for feet, and he fell to the ground. He slowly got up, small grains of dirt falling off the front of his face. Trixie noticed and giggled mockingly.
"Oh yes... Here, give me your hand." Carson lifted his hand to Trixie. She uses her magic to grab a stick. Carson held onto it and attempted to walk again with the help of the cane. It worked. Aside from being a little wobbly, he could easily walk. Carson took another look at the list Trixie drew for him. The list contained items. It listed fireworks, rope, a new sofa, some new sheets, and a cape favor from a pony named Rarity. The wagon arrived in front of Ponyville, but not so close as to have the towns ponies be able to see them. Carson nodded and left the wagon.
As soon as Carson stepped on Ponyville dirt, a pink pony with a curly, puffy mane and a festive jacket and pants, greeted him by popping out of nowhere. Carson, still not being used to walking on hooves, was easily pushed back by the sudden outburst. The pink pony laughed loudly and helped him up.
"Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie! What's yours?" yelled the pony. Before Carson even had a chance to reply, Pinkie began chatting away.
"Are you new here? Where are you from? Manehatten? Ooooh! I love Manehatten! This one time, me and my friends visited there and then-"
"Look, uh... Pinkie," said Carson. "I'm not looking to make any friends alright? I'm just here to buy some supplies for-"
Pinkie quickly interrupted him. "Not looking for any friends!? But you need friends!!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested."
"But-" she was ironically interrupted by another pony. This time, she had purple fur and was wearing a sweater, glasses, and a long skirt. She had a long, purple and magenta mane.
"Pinkie, why don't you go see if Applejack has anything fun planned for later?" Pinkie was gone before the other pony was even finished. "I'm so sorry, sir. She does that to a lot of new ponies." apologized the pony.
"No, no... It's fine."
The pony seemed to act shy towards him. Almost as if she had a crush on him. For a few seconds, Carson and the pony just stood looking at each other. The pony brushed her mane back as they stared at each other longer. Carson snapped out of it and blushed in embarrassment.
"Um... What's your name?"
"My name is Twilight Sparkle. You?"
"I'm Carson."
Twilight cocked her head to the side with a look of confusion. "I never heard of a name like that before. Where are you from?"
Carson was about to answer, but then he realized that telling them about humans would be easier said then done, and Carson wanted to get over with the shopping trip. "That's not important."
"Ok..? Hey, what's that you got there?" she asked as she grabbed the list out of his hands using her magic.
"Oh, just a list of stuff a friend asked me to get." explained Carson. Twilight browsed the items on the list.
"What do you need these for?" she asked. "Are you a magician?"
"Well, no," said Carson. "It's just for-"
"Do you need any help finding this stuff?" interrupted Twilight. "I know my way around town and I can help you."
Not seeing much problem with the offer, Carson agrees and they set off on their shopping spree. As they reached the market street, the first thing they searched for was fireworks. The market was extremely busy. Ponies were passing by each other, barely leaving any room in the process. Carson could not hear anything over the loud chattering of ponies. Twilight patted Carson shoulder and pointed towards a stand. It was decorated with signs of fireworks and other explosives. Twilight lightly pushed Carson towards the stand. Breathing in, he walked with his cane over to the stand. The pony behind it smiled.
"Hello, sir! Would you like something?"
"Um... Yeah. I would like some to buy fireworks for someone."
"Go ahead and choose! I got a huge selection! You're bound to find what you're looking for here."
Carson suddenly realized that he never asked Trixie the specific type of fireworks she wanted. And the huge selection of fire crackers did not help. Twilight could tell Carson was obviously having some trouble. But he began thinking that it wouldn't matter which one he chose to buy.
"That one," said Carson, pointing at the biggest one he could find.
"Good choice," said the cashier. "Just be careful with this one. Don't do it close to others. Could seriously hurt them." he said as he handed Carson the huge firecracker. It was much heavier than it looked. Twilight offered help, but was rejected by Carson as he stated that he was fine. Twilight shrugged and looked at the next thing on the list.
