Song to run alongside:www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTjDCR…
"Come one, come all, come and witness the amazing magic of the Magnificent and...and..."
"Magical, what about magical?"
"Oh yeh...the Magnificent
A flash of smoke and light burst from atop the jumbled pile of milk crates, eliciting a joyful clapping of the hooves from the mare watching the show. It was a show for one pony, not an entire town. From the smoke rose a tiny filly, her sapphire coat appearing out of the haze like a mirage, while her silvery mane almost seemed to blend in with the environment.
The mare watching, a striking filly with a ruby-red coat, and a golden mane, cheered the little filly on. Tiny blushes of pink appeared on the tiny Trixie's cheeks. She rose up on two legs, waving her forelegs in her trademark showmare style, little firecrackers and sparklers whizzed around her.
"Watch in amazement as the Magnificent and Magical Trixie does the most awesome tricks ever seen by a pony!"
'A pony' was probably the right choice of words. Cassandra was the only pony that ever saw Trixie's practices. Their mother was always working, and their father was only a distant memory, not often discussed. Still, Trixie had her sister for support, who continued cheering the little filly on.
"I feel silly doing all this stuff, Cass."
Cassandra giggled, beaming her benevolent, little smile at Trixie. "You don't look silly to me Trixie, you're doing great. Now come on, show me some of these tricks you've been practising. The Impatient and Eager Cassandra wants to see some amazing feats of magic!"
The filly squeaked with happiness, a grin spreading itself across her face. She rose up again, tail flicking in the wind as she spoke. "Watch as the Magnificent and Magical Trixie turns this dull, boring grass into a meadow of flowers!"
She concentrated hard, remembering the book Cassandra had given her. It was only a small gift, but Trixie had adored it. She'd practised the spells daily, until Cassandra suggested the idea of the little magic show she was currently acting out. All she had to do was imagine the dull grass sprouting out beautiful posies of roses...or petunias, what about marigolds? No. Focus Trixie, make them...
Her horn glowed, illuminating the muddy grass before her. A plethora of yellow flowers burst all over it, erratically placed in bunches and clumps, but still, alot more pleasing to the eye than the desolate mud with the occasional sprig of dying grass. Cassandra clapped her hooves together in joy, sniffing the nearest flower to her.
"Daffodils! My favourite! That was amazing, what does the Magnificent and Magical Trixie have next for me to gasp in awe at?"
Trixie giggled, stepping forward off the stage. "Watch, as Trixie turns these broken, weary milk crates into a stage fit for a true magician!"
Once more, she focused her concentration. This one was a little more complex,she had to imagine the run of the wooden planks, the placement of the nails. She had to imagine it perfectly, both structurally and visually. The milk crates glowed along with her horn, and after a bright flash, the stage appeared. It wasn't too complicated, a simple wooden box more than anything, but Trixie still smiled as she saw her new venue appear.
"Amazing! A stage fit for even the great Hoofdini himself! Oh, Trixie, show me the firework spells, if I may be worthy enough to witness such majesty!" Cassandra giggled, Trixie hadn't stopped going on about how she'd learned to write her name in the glimmering sparks of magic, she wasn't going to deny her now.
"Ohh, if you feel you are worthy, Ms Cass! I will now perform the greatest, most powerfulest spell the Magnificent and Magical Trixie knows!"
Her horn glowed, and the stage erupted. The fireworks flew out at random as she struggled to keep her focus on them all at once. In the end, she bent them to her will, the sparks jumbling into a vague lettering. Cassandra tried her best, but she couldn't make it out. Not until Trixie leapt off the stage, rugby-tackling her to the floor.
"I love you, sis."
"I love you too, Trixie. And I know, one day you'll be the best magician in all of Equestria!"
"Awww, I dunno sis. What makes you say that?"
Cassandra grinned, pointing at Trixie's flank with her hoof. "Your cutie mark."
Trixie stared at the cutie mark, a wand surrounded by a glow of sparkling magic. She brimmed with joy, hugging her sister even tighter. "We'll both be the best in Equestria, sis. We'll be the sisters who'll be famous everywhere!"