Trixie and the Ponyville Pranksters

Trixie and the Ponyville Pranksters

The Notice

The Great and Powerful Trixie had a long day.

She had managed to become the most powerful unicorn in Equestria and went into retirement in less than 24 hours.

Trixie’s horn shined a light pink color, no longer tainted by the deep, blood red aura of the Alicorn Amulet. Fireworks exploded in the air, casting a rainbow colored light over Twilight Sparkle’s magic show.

Said purple unicorn turned around and stared at the blue mare. “Trixie?”

Trixie levitated her trademark hat onto her silver mane. “It’s the least I could do,” she said as she looked up at Twilight. “I treated you and your friends so horribly when I was wearing that Alicorn Amulet.”

Trixie took a sudden interest to the ground. “I just couldn’t control myself. You can forgive me, can’t you?” She looked pleadingly up at Twilight.

“Hmmmm… sure.”

“Oh, good,” Trixie sighed. “Don't you think the Great and Apologetic Trixie is the most magnificent humble pony you've ever seen?” It was in this note that she left with a burst of pink clouds, falling flat on her face halfway out the roads of Ponyville.

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Twilight walked down the road, smiling at the good weather.

Rainbow Dash was high in the sky, a rainbow trailing behind her as she soared through the air, hitting clouds as she went. Applejack and the Cutie Mark Crusaders worked hard (at least one of them, so to speak) to sell Sweet Apple Acre’s fresh produce, which were obviously apples. Some of Ponyville’s more posh and pompous ponies trotted into Rarity’s boutique along with Cranky Doodle Donkey, who was hoping to buy another toupee.

Twilight sighed. This is how Equestria should be every day, she thought to herself.

Her purple hoof prodded the library door open. Inside, the interior of Golden Oak’s Library was dark instead of bright, and Twilight reached for the light switch.

A second hoof got there before her. “Surprise!”

Twilight jumped back, her saddlebag dropping onto the ground. She didn’t have time to fix it onto her back again, as she was met with confetti wind, custard rain, and a pink tornado.

“Oh, silly me! I must've put the confetti in the oven and the cake in the confetti cannons! Again!”

“PINKIE!!!” Twilight glared at the pink whirlwind. “Don’t you know why food is not allowed in libraries?”

Pinkie grinned. “Oohh! A guessing game! I know! It’s because the tree will be jelly and reveal that it’s secretly part- changeling, and turn into a GINORMOUS cupcake, trapping our friends inside where we will drown in all the yummy deliciousness!”

Twilight stared at her hyperactive friend. Out of all the things that she thought Pinkie might say, she said this. But, then again, this was Pinkie Pie.

Twilight shook her head. “No, it’s because the books get dirty!” She levitated one of the books that was caught in the crossfire up to Pinkie (it was titled Slumber 101: All You've Ever Wanted to Know About Slumber Parties But Were Afraid to Ask).

“Oh silly Twily! This is easy to fix!” Pinkie Pie stopped grinning and stared at Twilight, disappointment in her eyes. “And I thought that after all those years of living with Spike, you would know.”

Twilight deadpanned at this, but didn’t have time to think as Pinkie was already calling out to a certain baby dragon.

“Spike! Twilight needs your help!”

Spike trudged down the steps, a blanket dragging behind him, his eyes half closed. When he finally rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times, he said, “Wow. When I heard Pinkie was throwing a surprise party, I didn’t think I was gonna get this surprised.”

Twilight frowned and glared at Pinkie, who was smiling. “How is he going to help clean up this?” she pointed at the pool of custard on the floor.

“You’re such a silly filly, Twilight,” Pinkie exclaimed while bonking Twilight on the head. Using her free hoof, she tossed Spike the book and winked at him, mouthing, “icing.” Spike nodded at this while Twilight stared on, wondering what sort of secret (but fun) plan was going on here.

In a second, Spike wrapped his super long tongue around the book, cleaning it of the custard while simultaneously rubbing his tummy. Twilight immediately remembered the time when Spike had done the same thing to himself one day.

Twilight sighed. When it came to those two, she would take anything that worked. “You go do that Spike.” She turned to huff at innocent- looking Pinkie Pie. “I’m going to talk with Pinkie.”

The two friends trotted into the East Wing.

Twilight spoke first, which was unusual in itself when Pinkie Pie was around. “What was this ‘party’ all about?” she asked, trying to keep her voice calm.

“Well…” Pinkie Pie grabbed two pony figures that strangely resembled Twilight and herself. “I was going to have a Welcome to Ponyville party! But I couldn’t decide what to do.” She pulled out a spray can that was labeled ‘Defrizz Spray’ and used her hoof to push down on the nozzle. A light mist covered the Pinkie doll, and its mane immediately straightened. “So I went to you!” In a blink of an eye, the Pinkie doll’s mane was curled up and a total mess again, and she was now being pushed over to the Twilight figure.

Twilight was still staring at the pony figures in curiosity. She then looked up at Pinkie, who was awaiting her response. “Okay…?”

“Woo hoo!” Pinkie Pie launched into the air, fireworks rocketing behind her. “I am so happy!”

Twilight waited for Pinkie to settle down. “The only question I have is who is this Welcome to Ponyville party for?”

Pinkie gasped. “What? How could you not know! Oh, I thought I told everypony in Ponyville!”

“Told everypony what?” Twilight yelled over Pinkie’s wailing.

She covered her mouth in shock. But what came next surprised her even more than her outburst, even more than the custard incident.

“Trixie is moving to Ponyville!”