Hello there and thank you for taking the time to open my story. I really want this to be a winner, in my books. But most of all I want to please you and make you feel as if this is a pleasing story, so... I hope this strikes you well.
Begin...
The Beginning; Trixie's Servant
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Humans.
When the word was first spoke, it was thought as a myth, a fluke, or even a legend... The respect that humans were given, even as they were no longer existent to their knowledge was quite striking. It felt like we were some kind of god, some superbeing...
And we were. Far more advanced than the likes of the Equestrians, we conquered all where we saw fit. And that was a promise. Crushing our foes with a our heavy machinery and modern equipment.
After the first human sighting, the world never saw the humans the same way again. For the human in charge was a spy, sent out to see what the news about growing Equestria. It was a make-or-break mission, and one error was deemed fatal to not only the spy but to the human race and in their diplomatic discussions.
But as humans, we got ahead of ourselves. We did not see through with our other diplomatic relations and seeing as how grave news spreads like wildfire, unlike good news, the news spread to Equestria, discouraging them to form relations with us... And they were a superpower.
Oh but the second strongest in the known world, we were much greater, stronger, and mightier... But what we didn't know is that raw materials can be blocked well by magic, and for that simple minded mistake, cost us the sanctity of the human race, as well as the war which began on May 7th, 1544.
The 'Fateful Appointment' day, as it was known, was by all means an infamous day. For then we realized that the war would be over soon. Our best defenses and offensive units couldn't come close to what you or anyone else would call an 'advantage', or even a 'fair fight'. Even our ruler, Dreamrider, who fulfilled his dream of starting off the human race. Would we even have dreams if it wasn't for him? Heavens no.
He gave us the hope and ability to chase our dreams... Until the very end.
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The war ended on May 24th, 1544.
... It lasted not even 3 weeks. It was not even given the grace to come anywhere near a year-long war...
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But there was still, in the silence and midst of the war, a shining, twinkling little spark of hope... You see, one man alone cannot procreate, as I'm sure you know... He must be accompanied by a partner to be able to fulfill the gift of life through the womb... The old legend is said to have it that he fell in love with one such as the pony kind, a unicorn, or an Alicorn... One that was said to wear a horn, but the history books have never been specific...
... But it is still said that through the generations of the Dreamriders, each and everyone of us was enstilled in us a still, small sliver of Magic, opening the gates to us the gift of utilizing Magic... Though as to what extent that legend ever existed or was ever true, never convinced me that it was ever true...
For in the end, the humans, once defeated and their might metropolis was destroyed, the rest fleed, scattered, were killed, or were captured for interragation and they killed. Few humans ever made it out, and even fewer were made out to be captured, and captured they were...
Out of a handful of people, I was chosen by fate to be part of the few humans who survived... And I was also chosen by fate, to carry the unimaginably heavy burden of one who made it so far before...
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My name is Michael Dreamrider, and I am one of the last surviving immediate relatives of the Dreamrider family. And now, instead of living inside a lavish castle, I am now the friend and accomplice of one most high ruler of the Empire of Equestria, Princess Twilight Sparkle, Alicorn and Princess of Magic, Goddess of all things tangible. She'd grown up so far, she'd made it to full princess and stood tall at eye-level with the Princess of the Day, Princess Celestia, and Princess of the Night, Princess Luna...
I cannot tell you what I feel, for I feel at times good, and at other times bad. I am confused as to what I am destined to be... I'm now 17 years old, going on 18 in a month, and I have no predestined area to go and flourish in, at least in my mind... Working as a servant for Ms. Sparkle is a treat. She's happy, vibrant, beautiful, caring, and most of all, supportive...
I can't imagine not being with her now, as I pracitcally am considered her friend and comforter... But even still, I am only her servant; I still treat her with respect and care...
... But that's not where I started...
1 & 1/2 Years Ago... The Town of Fillydelphia...
... I couldn't have asked for more attention in the way people, or I say ponies, today. Everywhere I went: staring. I felt like I could crawl into a dark corner and die without second thought or the slighest hesitation.
But I guess that's the point of being embarressed, is it not? To be utterly and completely vulnerable and feel stupid from the reactions of others around you, making you feel that you did something as if it was something wrong?... Yes, I believe that is the point...
"MICHAEL!"
The voice of my owner and superior boomed at me as I shot up from sitting down against a large oak tree under the shade next to the street. "
YES MA'AM!" I shot out as I stood at attention, my heart racing as she gave me an angered look, gritting her teeth.
"Quite your loafing and help me with these things!" She commanded me as I nodded and ran over to the suitcases and piled them in the back of the wagon trunk.
"Sometimes I wonder why I even have you." She muttered as I awaited further instruction.
"Now get in here before I change my mind." She ordered me into the car of the wagon as she motioned for me to sit down. She took a moment to stop and wave at the crowd again.
Oh, I'm sorry, did I forget to tell you she was an entertainer? Some say she was born to do it, but I say it's just a bunch of folly. Oh but what fun it is! She started a few months ago in a small area downtown of Fillydelphia, and her talent increased her popularity.
She recently hosted a magic show for a few more magicians after I convinced her. I don't know how, but I always do end up convincing her in the end. I guess it's that special little talent I have inside for certain situations that arise.
"Ms. Lulamoon? We should be going now, i-" I started as she cut me off,
"Oh I know, I just wanted to spend one more moment with the citizens... And quit reminding me, I remember." She said as she sat down across from me. I closed the door behind her and sat down low so as I could fit in the carriage. I was 6 feet, 1 inch. Quite the man I was. I wasn't small inside or outside.
"And where are we going anyway? I mean, was I even told?" She asked sarcastically.
"We are going uptown to meet the mayor, remember? We cannot be late for him, no... And I did tell you, ma'am." I said as she squinted at me for a moment in thought.
"Fine." She huffed. "And give me the schedule." She held her hoof out as I pulled it out of my black leather coat pocket, located on the inside. I placed it in her hoof and she took it.
"Hmm... Where? I don't see any appointment for the mayor anywhere! You incompetent fool! It's not here!" She yelled at me and threw the paper in my face. I grabbed it and scanned it as I saw it marked down in plain sight.
"I-It's right here..." I said, my voice wavering. I pointed it out to her as she took it out of my hand and studied it. I looked out the window and silently cried to myself as my tears welled up in my eyes.
I didn't do anything!... and I was reprimanded for it...
"Your right..." She muttered as I cried even harder, seeing as how I was right in the end, remembering the appointment and reminding her. Without me, she would have been made a laughingstock.
"But next time mark it down like it's important!" She seethed as she stuck the schedule in her saddlebag.
"Yes ma'am." I said, causing my voice to sound as if everything was okay on my end. She sighed in disgust and went about her business and began reading one of her novels she bought from a bookstore that sold rare and unique books.
After I recollected myself and wiped away my tears, I stopped to on what I would say to the mayor, seeing as how many of these ponies despise us human beings... I wondered if The Great Trixie also despised humans and only enslaved me because she needed someone to do the work for her... I sincerly hoped that was not true.
"Michael." She addressed me as I looked to her and saw her face giving me an expression of sincerity but also of seriousness.
"I don't say this to much... And I doubt I will ever say it again, but..." She started, inhaling before saying what it was she wanted to address, "... I'm sorry. I should have seen it... There. I said it." She said as she blushed and looked away.
"Quite staring at me, I am the Great and Powerful Trixie! She does not wish to be looked upon like that!" She announced as I instantly looked away and respected her wishes as I felt my heartstrings snagged on the phrase 'I'm sorry'. Never in my time of being with her, my scoldings, my reprimands, and the discipline she showed me, did she ever say those two words to me so caringly. And I've been with her for almost 3 years... Almost. I started with her at 14 years of age... I was quite small until I sprouted quickly... But I could never understand why she acted so shallow... But at least she apologized...
Even if it was half-hearted... I stopped staring out across the town through the small carriage window and layed down inside the carriage, closing my eyes and thinking about the many shows Ms. Lulamoon would perform. I know she'd probably go farther than most others, I could sense it. Magicians were just folly anyway, but she was the best, to my knowledge...
Best at folly? Best at magic? I don't know. Best at something, anyways... "Oh tell me you got some sleep last night." She sarcastically asked me as I opened my eyes and sat up to face her.
"Oh I got plenty of sleep last night... It's just that what else would I do for the moment... I mean it's not like I'm going to twidle my thumbs the whole way... ma'am." I said as she shrugged and looked out the window.
"I don't want you to be tired and weary when I need you. I believe I payed good money for you, so act like it." She said as I bit my tongue, using my self-taught self-discipline as I burned inside to tell her to go to hell with her money and that you can't ever own a human.
It's morally and spiritually wrong. I can't imagine having a crueler master... I wouldn't say she's the cruelest... But she's up there with the worser ones... I merely shivered at the sheer though of being the servant of Princess Celestia... Dear god in heaven, please, I beg of you, don't ever let me be her servant... I just don't know what I would do.
She'd probably have her servants maul me just for looking at her wrong... Then tell me never to speak of it again... That's the kind of pony I'd imagined her to be... Cruel, unloving, and most of all, the sole destroyer of the humankind...
She was the one to declare war on the humans once our spy was caught... Then it was shortly afterwards when she annihilated our forces and wiped humankind of the face of the Earth...
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Earth...
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I cry just at the name of it, and... I'm crying now.
"What on... Are you crying?!" She asked me in a tone of disbelief as I looked at her and nodded, blinking slowly, releasing my tears evermore.
"Yes... I'm... Remembering the old times I had with my fellow humans... How we would sit around the fire and talk about the legend of Earth... A place of rest for us humans, if we ever had the blessing of reaching it... We vowed to keep that our main objective... We vowed... That if we ever, just one, made it to the other side, we would bring back as many humans as possible..."
"And we would try and unite with the surrounding countries... And then crush the living daylights out of the Equestrians, once and for all." I finished as she looked at me in horror.
"But don't worry, I fear they will not be back for a while... But if they did come back years from now... Equestria would have no chance." I said as she kept giving me the same look of horror.
"Do you... Share the same beliefs about us?" She asked as I pondered the question.
"Yes... But I would not bring the humans back to kill the Equestrians if they did not still have the same hatred..."
"I vowed to fulfill the wishes of my forefather, The Dreamrider himself... His famous words which impacted the world of us humans even after his death... Even more so after... His exact words were: 'I've only got one life to lose, and I want to live it all... I only have one life to live, and I don't want to lose it all...'. I keep that close everyday..." I said as I made a fist to my heart and closed my eyes and remembered him from a message that was given to me to watch... It was a message sent down from each ancestor...
But I am the last.
And I can no longer find a wife to marry and procreate with... I doubt I will make it far without these ponies... The Everfree is a scary place... But... I hear that humans actually retreated to that area of the world to escape imprisonment...
Maybe... Someday I will be able to find my fellow people? The friends and family of my blood?... Maybe even pass on my forefather's legacy through me and a loving wife... But how would I ever come to find that opportunity anytime in my life?
These ponies would never allow me to leave... The 'Laws of Humanity' are a binding set of guidelines/rules that every human/pony must abide by... The 'Laws of Humanity' in this country are:
1. Humans are only allowed to leave a city/town/province with supervision and a warrant to do so from their master/superior.
2. Humans may not leave the country.
3. Humans are not allowed to meet together without authorized supervision.
4. Humans are not allowed to carry weapons of any kind.
5. Humans which do not have masters will be subject to an auction where a master will buy them.
6. Humans are only to procreate when the population of humans are low.
7. Humans who are found guilty of any crime will be sentenced to a serious punishment, or possibly death.
8. For humans, only a princess has the power to have a human that is not bought nor has a Certificate of Authentication. (CoA)
9. Humans without a Certificate of Authentication (CoA) will be assigned one and drafted as a servant immediately.
10. Humans who enter the country are immediately arrested for further instruction by a princess or high ruler in power.
11. Humans born with the ability of magic will immediately be sentenced to disable that ability.
12. Humans caught practicing or utilizing magic will be sentenced for serious reprimand and have the ability removed.
13. Any human who is guilty of crime(s) and the total crime(s) is equal to capital punishment of execution and that said human is fled as a refugee, IF the human is killed by a pony/human, then said pony/human is NOT sentenced guilty of murder.*
14. Any human who is not in the presence of their master will have to be tracked and monitored by their master.
15. Humans are to obey all commands by their masters, no matter how insignificant.
16. If a human flees from their master because the order is harmful to them, i.e, suicide, will be arrested and so will the master, where they will both be trialed in a court of law to find if the refugee made a valid claim. If so, human is drafted another master. If not, human is reprimanded and returns to their master.
17. Humans caught with a weapon will be sentenced to imprisonment for X amount of time, where X is dependent on the weapon.
18. If a human is under the servitude of a high ruler, i.e., Princess Celestia, he/she will obey commands without hesitation and with the utmost profound respect for the ruler in command.
19. Only Princesses or high rulers are allowed to engage in any romantic/sexual relationships with a human. If said human and pony procreate, the birth will be honored as so. Any offspring by pony and human will act as an successor.
20. Any romantic relationships to a princess from a human immediately names him/her a Prince/Princess, until relationship is over, in which case human returns to a master/servant relationship.
21. Violation of these rules will be observed by a princess and then by a court of law, depending on how severe the crime was/is.
*: stands for if killing is a sufficient reason.
... Confining, isn't it? We humans like to call this: 'Conduct: 20'. The last law is just a reminder anyways...
"Michael."...
"MICHAEL!" I heard a scream as I stood up straight and banged my head on the top of the carriage, exclaiming in pain as she laughed loudly.
"Don't laugh." I grumbled under my breath.
"Hahaha! Haha, ohh... Okay. Enough of that. The Great and Powerful Trixie forbids it. We have arrived." She stated as I looked out. I nodded and opened the door for her, only to realize that it was muddy on the ground. I nodded to myself and got out first, careful not to get mud on me.
She tried to get out, readying herself, but reeling back every time because of the muck on the ground. I then rolled my eyes and motioned for her to hold me when I picked her up.
"What does that mean?" She asked as I looked at her and sighed.
"Hold onto me. I'll carry you." I said as she scoffed.
"Ponies weigh more than you think." She smirked as I shrugged.
"I bet I can carry you." I said as she rolled her eyes and readied herself.
"If you drop me, consider yourself dead or close to." She growled as I nodded. I wrapped my arms around her and held her head so it wouldn't bounce back and forth as she clung to me.
"Now will you believe me?" I said I walked across the street and put her down, ponies noticing what a nice thing I did and admiring my gallantry.
"Oh... Wow..." She sighed as she blushed hard. I had a hard time figuring out why.
But I think I knew.
"Ms. Lulamoon? Your blushing." I said as she shook her head and chuckled nervously.
"Oh, well... I guess I am, hehe." She said, a changed tone of voice and a soft heart as I saw the side of her that I doubt any others except her parents have ever seen.
"But the show must go on!" She proudly stated.
I was in for one hell of a ride, wasn't I? I mean, I've never felt that any pony could be so self-centered. Oh well. That was soon chucked out the window soon after I knew her.
"Ms. Lulamoon?" I addressed her as she turned back around.
"Yes, my subject?" She answered, making me sigh in disgust as I moved on, "Might I suggest that you not act so... 'Great and Powerful Trixie', with the mayor?" I suggested as she looked at me, confused.
"But I am the Great and Powerful Trixie!" She battled, huffing as I sighed in disgust again.
"Not with the mayor your not. A little advice and, you can slap me if you want at any time, but being with one of higher authority is a privilege. From what I always learned back home, and being the last of my kind, I've learned that every second is a blessing, knowing that we are breathing borrowed air as we speak... I know you don't believe that but hear me when I say that higher authority rarely speaks to the common individual." I said as she took it all in but then was enraged when I called her the 'common individual'.
She growled and walked towards me as I held up my hands, "Woah woah woah, I meant that HE thinks your the common individual. To me your my master, so let's get that straight... Ma'am." I said as she looked up at me.
'Course I was quite tall.
"Lean down." She said as I did so.
*SMACK*
... Damnit.
"There. Better." She smirked as I nodded slowly to myself, my stinging resolve halting my anger as I felt so stupid yet confused. But in some way I must have deserved that, right? I mean, it's not like she would slap me just because I was right and she wasn't, right?
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Double damnit... Oh well, at least I got somewhere. At least I am being listened to. Others would not even permit me to speak, much less give them advice. I guess maybe she isn't that bad. I mean, I can imagine other masters... Dear god... The ones that make me shiver are the ones who...
Would ask of you sexual favors. Shiiiit... That's so messed up, I can't imagine. I could handle just about everything else, but...Damn. That's so messed up, I can't even imagine. Relationships with a pony? Man that's so...
Familiar. Every time I think of that, I think of the story of my great-great-great-great grandfather... Michael the First Dreamrider... Ah yes... I was named after him because of the day I was born... I was born on May 7th.
The declaration of war... That is why they named me Michael... The believed that I would find the rest of the human race and re-unite them, leading a huge revolt against the enemies of the surrounding countries of Equestria... Convincing them that Equestria destroyed us mercilessly because of prejudice...
And we would crush them... But I never believed that... Another reason I was named Michael. He was a strong-willed man, from what I heard. Stubborn, strong-willed, and wilful. To my knowledge, he was the man who carried the feelings and burden of all humans on his shoulders. He had the largest heart for his friends and even some of his enemies.
Many people after the war commented that I was just like him... And that I was the spitten image of him as well. Some say that I was the reincarnation of the Dreamrider himself... But how was I to believe any of them? Who knows, I could be the living, breathing reincarnation of my father. I was never to know until the time was right, anyway.
But I'm... Just a purebred human. I don't have hundreds of years to live like these ponies do... I have 80, 90 years? I'm not immortal. I'm a homegrown, old-fashioned human... I mean, it's not like I have any part of me that's immortal...
...
Wait a minute. Ponies live to be hundreds of years because of genetics... If the legend... If the legend is right about my father, then... A small bit of pony genetics was placed in me when I was born... Which meant that...
... Oh man...
I'm gonna live a lot longer than the normal human, and... Hmm... What will I do? Humans were never meant to live as long as I believe I will...
*SMACK*
"WAH!" I jumped as now my right cheek stung, my body trembling at the sudden surprise.
"The Great and Power Trixie is really tired of yelling at you, so she decided slapping you would be more... Effective." She smirked and nodded as I nodded back.
"You know you sound really sexy when you talk like that." I said as she spluttered a mass of syllables out and almost fell over.
"W-WHAT?!" She questioned loudly. "I-I didn't say anything." I said as I tried so hard not to laugh...
Though my laughing would soon be replaced my horror, as even joking sounds real... If I was reported, we would both suffer a huge loss.
"What did you say?!" She yelled at me as I held my hands up.
"I said, 'I didn't say anything.'." I replied as she looked at me and squinted her eyes in wonder.
"I don't believe you... And I could care less." She said as I nodded and acknowledged her silently.
"My apologies, Ms. Lulamoon." I responded as she acknowledged and turned around, walking into the large building proudly named 'Center Hall'. I walked ahead of Ms. Lulamoon and opened the door and motioned her in politely.
"Well... Thank you." She said, surprised a bit and a bit happy and proud that she had such a nice servant.
I had hoped every servant was as close to having such high standards as I do... But knowing humans, I doubt it. I shifted my coat a bit and stuck my hands behind my back, crossed in respect as I admired the architecture and lavish interior.
"My my, what a lovely building." I commented to myself as Ms. Lulamoon walked up to the receptionist.
"The Great and Powerful Trixie is here to see the mayor now." She proudly stated as I slapped my head and sighed in disgust. The receptionist filed through her appointments, running her hoof down the list as she began to hum in rejection.
"Mmm... What was your name again?" She asked as I took a step forward.
"Trixie Dazzle Lulamoon." I said as my master looked up at me in confusion.
"Mmm... No. I don't see the name on the list. Sorry." She said, shrugging.
"But Trixie demands she see the mayor! She has an appointment, assuredly!" She demanded as I sighed in disappointment. I looked up and mouthed the words, 'Father, what has become of me?' and then shook my head in disgust.
"Bu-But I have an appointment! She's expecting to see me in 20 minutes!" She tried again as the receptionist wouldn't budge. "As the rules are, nopony sees the mayor without an appointment."
"Bu-" My master started as I tapped her, looking at her to stop.
"We have an appointment. I bet you my life that the mayor is expecting us soon. Either give us a pass, or I decide to make one myself." I said as she opened her mouth, "Be wise in your descision." I glared at her seriously and dangerously as she gave me a wide-eyed look.
"And I doubt security would ever work on me." I said as she called security anyway.
And then I was thrown out first, landing on the sidewalk and catching Ms. Lulamoon in my arms as she looked at me and blushed, scrambling out of my arms.
"Well how infuriating! The Great and Powerful Trixie is enraged!" She growled and yelled in anger as her eyes lit up and spoke of terrible deeds.
"Hm..." I began to ponder as I looked at the wall that was next to the door... Very able to be scaled.
"Master? Do you mind if I... Try my way?" I asked as she glared at me.
"Oh what does it matter, I could care less at this moment!" She yelled at me as I grunted in annoyance and looked at the wall. I backed up a few meters and began running towards the wall. I jumped onto the wall, bouncing off and landing onto the platform left of the window to the mayor's office.
"Alright. Phase one complete..." I told myself as my master almost fell off her hooves in amazment.
"WHAT ELSE CAN YOU DO?!" She questioned loudly as I shook my head.
"Lot's of things, if you would let me." I grumbled to myself as I opened the window and leaped in, catching the surprise of the mayor and her bodyguards.
I tumbled onto the ground and stood straight up, expecting a fight.
"Watch it, boys." I held up my index finger at the guards and the mayor fell out of her chair. "A-A HUMAN?!" She questioned loudly as I nodded.
"I'm terribly sorry, ma'am, we could not find a set time with you." I respectfully addressed her.
"W-Who are you?!" She demanded.
"I am the servant of Trixie Dazzle Lulamoon... 'The Great and Powerful Trixie'?" I said as she exhaled in relief.
"Oh thank goodness... I though you were some villain." She said as I shook my head side to side.
"Heavens no... We were not able to get in the conventional way, so... I decided for the unconventional way, ma'am."
"Leave us." She told the bodyguards as they hesitantly moved but soon enough left.
"So..." She started, giving me a slow once over,"... Where is she?" She asked as I pointed behind me with my thumb.
"Down... There." I said as I walked over to the window and heard a sigh from behind me.
"MS. LULAMOON!" I addressed her as she looked up.
"I DID IT!" I said, making her retract in disbelief.
"YOU CAN COME UP NOW!" I told her as she shook her head and walked inside the doors...
Trixie's POV...
I walked inside the doors of the building, shocked in disbelief at how easily he fixed the problem. He was like the solution to every situation... Through all the time I've had him I've never met another human or pony able to fix a problem so easily...
And never met a one so... Strong and... Masculine. I'm surprised he isn't asked out... But he is a human, and the Laws of Humanity forbid it. I hugged the wall and found myself sneaking past the receptionist and past the guards. I used my magic to create a bubble of invisibility, after straining quite hard, I finally the magic spell, able to walk through the guards undetected.
I walked up the stairs, careful not to bump into anypony, as they would instantly call security. I slithered quietly past the corner of the end of the stairs and looked at the two sets of stairs, one going left, and one going right, up to a central balcony that I sure was the mayors room.
I walked to the right set of stairs and trotted up the flights of stairs, reaching the room and deactivating my cloak, making myself look ready for the mayor, opening the door quietly as I walked in, Trixie and all. "Ma'am please don't. I-I can't. I-It's against Equestrian law!" He begged as I looked at him bumped up against a wall.
"C'mon... I'll make it quick." She smirked and approached him slowly as I addressed the situation by clearing my throat and making the mayor jump and turn around.
"W-Who are you?" She cleared her throat.
"I, am the Great and Powerful Trixie, making the appointment." I announced as I looked at Michael, who was hugging the wall and sliding over to me slowly, his frightened eyes never leaving the mayor as she eyed him hungrily.
"Trixie Dazzle Lulamoon?" The mayor repeated my name as I sighed.
"Yes, if you will." I grumbled as Michael reached me, out of breath and trembling heavily.
"What in the world... Could I have a moment?" I asked the mayor as she nodded.
"What is wrong with you?" I asked, maintaining my proud side without revealing my care.
"I-I-I... I don't want to talk about it. Just get this over with." He breathed fearfully as I retracted in surprise as I rarely heard him order me.
"I'm the one in charge here, remember?" I said to him through clenched teeth.
"Yes, yes, I understand... I'm sorry." He nodded, his head shining with sweat and his chest rising and lowering faster than the rods on the wheels of a locomotive train.
I walked past him, my pity going out to him as I cared for him deeply, even more so than I should... But I was afraid to show it.
"We are done. Trixie now gives you her full attention." I stated as the mayor nodded.
"Well. Let's get started... I see that you are a star performer in downtown areas. I've heard many things about you... And I wouldn't mind seeing a magic show." She said as she looked at Michael and fluttered her wings.
"Yes... Trixie would be delighted to put on a show for the mayor... It would not go without it's advantages." I said as I looked for Michael.
I cranked my head straight around and saw him practically cowering in a corner all alone, making me sad as I waved him over here. He shook his head before I gave him a serious glare, pointing to the chair next to me as he shook with fear and slowly walked over to the chair and sat down, not looking at me or the mayor. "What is the matter with you?!" I slapped his arm as he looked at me and then the mayor, before looking straight down as I realized that the mayor had trained eyes on him.
"I see you are one of the privileged ponies to have a human servant..." She stared at Michael with half-lidded eyes as I realized what was going on here.
"Yes... He is faithful and loyal to me. Being as how he's very skilled with his body, since he practically made this building look like a snap." I smirked, showing off for him, unbeknowest to me making her want my servant even more.
My Michael.
"What is his name?" She asked as I slapped his arm quickly.
"M-Michael I. D-Dreamr-rider." He stuttered as the mayor sighed.
"Mmm... Pretty name. How long have you had him?" She asked as I pondered by putting my hoof to my chin and looking up.
"Hmm... Almost a year now. He's grown quite a bit..." I said as the mayor nodded. "How old is he?" She asked as I shrugged.
I slapped his arm and looked at him as I saw his hand covering his face by his eyebrows like a sun visor.
"Si..." He mumbled as I rolled my eyes.
"He's about 27, 28." I shrugged in assuredness I was right.
"Right?" I asked him as he replied, "Seve-Seventeen" He blurted as my jaw dropped in surprise.
I never even considered anything past 24. But 18?! That's unheard of! He's practically a boy!... Well... Not really. He's surprisingly mature for his age, and well kept in shape with a killer body.
"Ooh... Tight and young." The mayor said to herself as I looked back and shrugged.
"I never knew he was so young." I looked at him as the mayor cleared her throat.
"I have to ask... Since I have been needing a good servant... Do you consider him somepony who you could... Maybe sell?" She asked as I looked back at her in confusion.
"You want to buy him from me?" I repeated her implied meaning.
"Well... Yes. For a handsome price." She said as she began writing down something in her checkbook.
"Well I bought him... For quite a sum of 78,000 bits. He was expensive indeed... In fact... He's the most expensive ever recorded, to my knowledge. But I wanted the best... And I did my research." I finished and the mayor looked at me.
"Would... This meet your needs?" She showed me a check for... 120,000 BITS?!
"WAH!" I fell off my chair and hit the ground, dizzy, as unbeknowest to me Michael instantly tended to my needs by grabbing my left hoof firmly with his left hand and using his right hand to wrap around my back and prop me up.
"Ms. Lulamoon? Are you well?" He asked as I blinked a few times to see the loving and caring face of Michael.
"Y-Yes." I replied as I sat back down and looked at the check as if it was calling me.
"Well? Do you accept?" She asked as Michael looked confused as to what was going on.
"Well... I don't know... I-I mean it's-" I started but was cut off by the mayor,
"Maybe... This?" She asked as I saw a check for 180,000 bit check, my mind going numb at the large amount of money involved. That could buy me a better house and 3 human servants!
"I could buy myself 3 or 4 servants with that money!" I said to myself aloud as the mayor felt confident inside that the deal was sealed.
"Who do I make this out to?" She asked as I chuckled nervously.
"Well, that's so much! I mean that... Michael..." I trailed off as I looked at Michael's loving and caring face as he fearfully looked at the check and trembled.
"I... Michael is one-of-a-kind... I-I don't think I could sell him... For anything." I said as the mayor sighed.
"I can-"
"No... I've made my mind. Michael is not for sale... I've learned that he is too valuable and certainly is worth more." I said as the mayor nodded in defeat.
"Well... If that is how you feel... It was nice meeting you." She said as I nodded and replied the same.
"A pleasure as well." I said as I stood up from the chair and Michael doing the same.
"You will be there for the show, correct?" I asked as the mayor nodded in reply.
"Good." I nodded and we walked out of the mayor's office and out of the building.
"Oh god thank you so much!" Michael clung to me once we walked out and embraced me.
"Wha-What are you doing?!" I panicked as he didn't stop.
"Thank you so much for holding onto me, Trixie - I mean ms. Lulamoon. I will never forget it." He said as he stopped hugging me and wiped the tears from his eyes and looked down at me.
"Oh... Thank you." I said. That was the first time he called me Trixie...
And I liked it...
"Shall we be off?" He asked, motioning towards the carridge.
"Yes... We have a show to perform." I replied and walked behind him as he picked me up again and carried me over to the carriage. He opened the door and let me down inside, climbing in once I got situated. I never knew another human who would do that for a master voluntarily...
I really did have a one-of-a-kind, didn't I?... Hm. I believe when I said I made my mind up I meant it for a good long time... I doubt I would sell him for anything. He's... different. And the things he speaks of, his trials, errors, and the prophecies he spoke of were... Awesome, at least. If the prophecy was correct, then... I had one of the most powerful humans in the world in my grasp.
And I was not going to let go so easily.
"Ms. Lulamoon?" Michael addressed me as I looked up to him.
"Since the show is in 4 days, when would you like to start preparing?" He asked me as I made my mind up.
"2 days before. We really don't have that much to prepare for, anyways." I replied as he nodded.
"Acknowledged." He finished as he wrote it down in his small notepad.
"Michael, have us depart to my home." I told him as he nodded and climbed out the window halfway to tell the stagecoach of our desired destination.
"Home it is, sir." The stagecoach replied as Michael climbed back into the carriage.
"We are en route." He said as I silently acknowledged and looked out the window as he layed down and folded his hands over his stomach and remained silent. I looked out and thought of what would become of me, now that I was becoming more and more popular.
Would I continue on and play in the major concerts, or would I... Become famous in the city I am currently in for my career?... I believe that a career without accomplishment is no career at all. I would join the major concert auditioners and try my skill on the stage.
After all, I am the Great and Powerful Trixie. Of course I am! Who can replace me?
"Who can replace me?" I repeated aloud as Michael looked at me.
"No one, right now." He said as I looked at him.
"Of course not! I am the Great and Powerful Trixie! Being bested is not an option!" I declared as Michael nodded subtly.
"Well... It's not just that. There will always people better that others. It's just the way the world works... But no one can replace you. You are special in your own way. Everyone is born with a set talent... That's why cutie marks are so different. You have a special and distinct mark of talent."
"No one can tell you your not special." He looked into my eyes seriously.
"Don't EVER let someone else tell you what you can and cannot do. Your dream is just within reach."
"Only you can grab onto it and hold fast... And don't ever let go, you hear me?!" He looked at me as my jaw hung open at his sudden philosophy. I've never felt better about myself... He made me feel so... Amazing. Alive... So... Confident and... talented.
Only my parents have ever made me feel the same, and even then it wasn't the same... I swear, if he was a pony... I'd be over him in a second.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said that. Sometimes I get carried away when I remember my time with my humans..." He apologized to me and then spoke to himself.
"No... That was fine... I quite enjoyed the little chat." I replied as he nodded.
"Thanks. It's nice to know someone still listens to me... Oh, we have arrived." He said as I looked out the window and smiled at my house. Not the best, but definetly a good and stable house. In fact, Michael actucally installed a home-made air conditioning system. He installed small fans on every window without disturbing the window sight.
On the flick of a switch they would all silently turn on and make not a sound. He bought the best he could find, in that size. He opened the door for me and let me out first. After we climbed out he shut the door and grabbed the things stuck inside the trunk of the carriage. He grabbed them and walked behind me as I jingled my keys for a moment and stuck the right one in the door and twisted it, hearing the satisfiying sound of an unlocked door.
I opened the door and walked in, Michael following me as he kicked the door shut gently and put the cases down, taking his shoes off and walking in. He stretched for a moment, making me turn around and watch him take his coat off. He always looked so much more... Muscular without the coat. His shirt was now always tight-fitting because of his muscles he had built over the period of time he exercised.
I've never seen such a strong creature before. I conclude that he could easily benchpress 180 pounds. I've seen him do it many times.
"Alright..." He said to himself as he hung his coat on the coatrack and looked at me.
"Do you wish something?" He asked respectfully as I shook my head out of my daze.
"No. Trixie does not require anything at the moment." I replied as he nodded in acknowledgement.
"I will be... I don't know. I'll be in the main room if you need me, Ms Lulamoon." He said as I nodded once and he walked past me. He sat down and put his feet up on the ottoman as he sighed in relief when he sat down.
"God I love this house." He said to himself as I smiled inside. I knew I made the right choices.
But now I had to plan for the show...
I am the Great and Powerful Trixie, aren't I?
End of Chapter 1
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