Trixie and the Ponyville Pranksters

Trixie and the Ponyville Pranksters

The First Prank

A blue unicorn, clothed in a lavender cape and hat, slithered through a desolate town.

At least, it wasn’t technically a ghost town yet, it was just that the time was ‘round 11:55… at night.

And there was also the fact that a putrid white cat was stalking that very blue unicorn.

In fact, the cat had once clawed the unicorn’s wizard hat that night. The mare then proceeded to take off her less-than-fashionable piece of headwear and transformed into a laser cannon of some sort, shooting the cat with a deathly blow.

That was what the unicorn imagined though.

In truth, the cat had just stridden away in the darkness, deciding that her precious time was not worth tracking the mare. She then started wondering whether or not she should sue the unicorn for emotional distress. The cat purred, a smug look on her face.

We will never know how cats get to these conclusions.

So the blue unicorn continued her walk, a smirk on her face as pompous as the cat’s had been. She continued her not-so-epic journey until she finally reached her destination:

Sugar Cube Corner.

Earlier today, the unicorn, whose name was Trixie, had received a letter from none other than the not-so-famous Ponyville Pranksters. Inside the letter concealed a note with the most mysterious of contents:

We, the Ponyville Pranksters, are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be our new apprentice.

Meet us at the loft of Sugar Cube Corner, midnight tonight so that you may be converted.

And so now she was trekking up the stairs to the loft, puffing at each step she took. After all, you probably won’t be so fit after being carried around in a huge, golden bed all day like Trixie did, now would you?

Finally, after a tremendous amount of effort and a short flight of stairs, Trixie had reached the loft. She gingerly pushed open the door, falling flat on her face, fatigued.

The Ponyville Pranksters were there to welcome her.

“Pinkie? Rainbow?” Trixie called out in surprise at the identities of the Ponyville Pranksters. “Well, at least this explains the unorthodox location,” she whispered under her breath (which she didn’t have any of).

“Hiya, Trixie Pix!” Pinkie Pie yelled while jumping on the shocked unicorn. “What do ya say if we get on with the proseedcake?"

Trixie was silent for a moment. “Proceed what now?”

“She means the procedure, Trixie,” explained Rainbow Dash. Trixie nodded her head, as if she knew what Rainbow meant, when she actually didn’t.

“That’s what I said!” Pinkie Pie sat down, away from Trixie, her spirits dampened.

“So, what’s the procedure?” asked Trixie. She really was anxious to know whether or not some crazy ritual was in store, and if she would make it out alive.

“Heh. That’s easy! Just pull a prank!” Rainbow Dash laughed, as if Trixie had something on her face.

“On who?” Trixie inquired.

“Anypony!” Pinkie answered, now rolling on the floor, giggling and wondering whom she would choose.

“Huh.” Trixie thought that it would be harder than this. But, then again, this was Pinkie Pie we were talking about.

“Well, I’ve got an idea.” Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash leaned in, eager to know what the new addition would do. “Twilight Sparkle sort of pranked me by using paint on her friends for the age spell, right?” The two friends nodded at each other, wondering where the unicorn was going with this. “Well, I say we go for somepony close to her.” Trixie grinned evilly, then looked up.

“Why aren’t you complaining?” Trixie wondered aloud. “I’m obviously aiming for revenge on Twilight!”

“Are you kidding? It’s a prank!” chortled Rainbow.

“We would never miss out on one of those!” Pinkie Pie rolled even more madly than before.

Trixie didn’t know how to react. She huffed. This had been the third time she had been left speechless today. Finally, she decided to just carry out her plan.

“Girls, we’re going to Canterlot!”

~~~

Trixie had a smug look on her face, her eyes closed, her chest puffed. She proudly announced to her companions, “We’re here!” Trixie knew from the spark of magic coming from her horn that she had successfully teleported the group to Canterlot.

“And where is here, exactly?” asked Rainbow Dash, tilted her head to the side.

“Why, Canterlot! Really Dash, I thought you-ou-u” Trixie stuttered, eyes wide open.

“Well,” Trixie started. “If I’m not mistaken, we’re in a port-a-potty on one of the construction sites in Canterlot.”

This was, in fact, true. The ponies could hear the bangs of hammers outside. Also, Rainbow Dash’s wings got wrapped in toilet paper, which really was awkward for her.

“Wait a teeny- weenie minute!” Pinkie Pie threw her hoof into Trixie’s mouth. “Nopony’s in here! How are you gonna pull a prank?”

Pinkie Pie still had her hoof in Trixie’s mouth, so the unicorn teleported again.

~~~

A port-a-potty appeared in a flash in Shining-Armor’s room. Out of it came a blue unicorn with a wizard hat, a pink earth pony with her hoof in the unicorn’s mouth, and a clumsy pegasus whose wings were jumbled up in toilet paper.

How those three mares could fit in there, the world would never know.

Shining Armor didn’t have to witness this feat of extreme weirdness, as he was sleeping, snoring like an Ursa Minor.

Rainbow exclaimed ironically, “Well, he sure snores loudly.”

“Be quiet!” Pinkie glared at Rainbow, and said pegasus gulped. “You don’t want to ruin her first prank, now do you?” She pointed to Trixie, who was conjuring up a green paint bucket.

Rainbow was quiet after that. And so, the two pony pranksters watched as Trixie silently trotted into the bathroom. They followed her in, just in time to see the unicorn pour the paint in the conditioner bottle.

Trixie, Pinkie, and Rainbow knew that the prank was complete, and went down to the palace entrance to wait for Shining Armor’s reveal.

After three hours in the dark, the Sun began to peak through the horizon, and Shining Armor was walking down to town.

One thing was apparent in his walk:

His mane was green.

At first it started slowly, in fear that they might be persecuted. But after a few giggles, laughter filled the air, chortles flew with the clouds, and Shining Armor was still trying to see what was wrong.

Pinkie, Rainbow, and Trixie hoof-bumped, and Trixie's horn filled with magic once more. The three disappeared.

Shining Armor had finally realized that he had green hair. That was one mystery solved.

He turned to the direction of the castle

Now to find out why a port-a-potty was in his room.