"W-what?" Your new friend is visibly shocked, "You can't honestly be seri-"
"Ssshhh," You put a hoof against his mouth, "The show is still going on and I don't want to miss it."
He sighs, and shakes his head, but you're too far gone to notice him. This Magician, she is beyond incredible. The way she holds herself, he triumphant voice that seeps into every crack in your soul, she's perfect. Her name echoes through your heart as she shouts of her triumph over the Ursa Major.
Trixie
Her performance keeps you spellbound for what feels like an eternity, all spent drowning in her eyes. You almost feel like she sees only you in this whole crowd, and your heart flutters at the thought. She would never, maybe, oh it would be a dream come true but she's out of your league, by a long shot. Though, maybe, just maybe,
You turn to your new colt friend, "Do you think she'd like me? I mean, I wanted to ask her if she'd.."
You blush, unable to complete your thought. His jaw actually drops at the suggestion, "You're joking. You know what? I hope you have a real great time with her. Maybe she'll take her magic wand and jam it up your..."
You had stopped listening again. How could you ever pay attention to that plain old wossname when The Great And Powerful Trixie is delivering her Grande finale! Bottle rockets cruise over your heads, bursting in the shapes of constellations and monsters of myth. You gasp in awe at her magical prowess. She gives one last bow, before drawing back off the stage and into her trailer. You were on your hooves, clopping out a standing ovation for Trixie, and you pause briefly to check why your new friend isn't clopping? Then you realize he's gone. How rude.
Well, without him, you decide that you're not getting a better chance then right here and right now. You wait a bit for the crowd to disperse, and then approach her wagon. You knock on the door, and she immediately pokes her head out.
"Yes? What is it? we are very busy!" she says, looking you over. She seems to like what she sees, at least.
"H-hi Miss Great and Powerful Trixie," You're tripping all over yourself, "I'm a really big fan, and.. And..."
"Why wouldn't you be? Are you Trixie's number one fan? Being number one comes with some benefits, you know?" She gives you a wry smile, and licks her lips. Oh my gosh when's totally into you, this is the greatest day of your life. Although, you're no psychic, so you have no idea what she's planning on doing with you.
"Yes, I'm your number one fan!" you blurt out. Oh dear, it would seem your fate is sealed. Now you're going to find out exactly what she's going to do to you...
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