A Special Somepony For Trixie
Once again, Trixie is alone. Right now, she is just walking by herself, thinking about what to do next? So what will happen today?" she asked to herself, "Such a dumb question."
Trixie continued walking. Then she noticed something running in the nearby woods. "What was that?" Trixie asked in response to the cracking branches. But there was no reply.
"That's weird," Trixie thought to herself as she was about to leave. Suddenly, there was a sharp, loud crack, which made Trixie turn again, thus facing a large tree.
Trixie knew that she is in trouble as one side of the big tree, the bark had completely rotted away and the tree started to fall towards Trixie.
"I know this is going to hurt more!" cried Trixie and prepared for the worst. The tree was just inches away from crushing Trixie, but just then, the tree stopped in mid-air.
"Huh?" thought Trixie, "What?" She knew she didn't use her magic at that moment. She turned and saw a male unicorn pony, using his magic. He was the one who had stopped the tree.
"I bet you need help," he said to Trixie. "Well, that is true," said Trixie. The male unicorn strained with his magic and tossed the big tree aside, crashing down onto the flat earth. "There," he said, "That's that."
"Thanks for helping me," said Trixie, walking up to the unicorn, "Uh." "My name is Mirage," the unicorn pony said, "You wanted to know who I am."
"And my name is Trixie," Trixie said to the male unicorn named Mirage. "You really should be careful around unsafe trees," said Mirage, "They're not safe at all." "No kidding," chuckled Trixie.
"Well, it's no laughing matter if that tree crushed you into the ground," Mirage said severely. "I know," said Trixie, gravely. "Anyway," said Mirage, "I must be off now. So where are you going?"
"No where in particular," answered Trixie. "Well, you're welcome to come with me then," said Mirage in a comforting tone of voice. "Really?" asked Trixie, excited.
"Of course," smiled Mirage, "I could have some company." "Thanks," said Trixie, "You're a good pony." So the two have decided to go together.
"So where do you live?" asked Trixie, "A small town not far from here," answered Mirage. "Is it?" Trixie started to ask a question. "Oh, Furry Town," answered Mirage.
"Oh, ok," replied Trixie and then she thought to herself, "I'm glad it's not Ponyville. I am not going back there again." "Anyway," Mirage said, "How long have you traveled for?"
"For a long time now," answered Trixie, "I think about a few weeks." "All right," said Mirage, "You can rest your hooves when we get there." "All right," said Trixie.
Then she thought to herself, "Maybe this pony is some pony really special to me."
Trixie followed her new friend, Mirage. But Trixie believes that to her, Mirage is something more than just a friend. "I hope I can figure it out," Trixie thought to herself.