Twilight sipped her tea nervously. She was thinking hard. Spike was upstairs, thankfully sleeping, and her friends were probably waiting for her at the train station. After Twilight had found Trixie, she had taken an earlier train and shipped her off to bed. Twilight had no idea on how to break the news that an old enemy was in her house to her friends.

The last time they had seen Trixie was when the unicorn had broken the town hall and worn an evil amulet.

They wouldn't be at all keen to see Trixie again.

Twilight imagined what her friends' reactions would be. Rarity would gasp and take Trixie away to have her hair done. Applejack would give her the cold shoulder. Fluttershy would hide under the bed. Rainbow Dash would shout and argue with Trixie for several hours and Pinkie Pie would...throw her a 'You're not a big horrible meanie anymore' party.

Trixie was in no state to cope with any of those.

Twilight let out a shuddering breath, before an idea suddenly sprang to her mind. Of course! Why hadn't she thought of it before? Princess Celestia always helped her and there was no doubt that the Alicorn would advice Twilight on what to do next.

The unicorn leapt up from her kitchen table and ran to her desk where a quill and parchment lay. She quickly scribbled up a Ietter, explaining every vital detail. It was incredible that Twilight's writing was still small and neat even at the pace she was writing at. Within five minutes, she had written a full letter:

Dear Princess Celestia,

I know that I have only just seen you today, but a problem has already come in my way.

Trixie Lulamoon is a unicorn who visited Ponyville twice in the past. The first time, she accidently brought a bear into town by her boasting, and the second timeshe tried to take over the town, once with a mysterious artifact called 'The Alicorn Amulet.' I presume that you know what happens to the holder of the object so you should be able to guess what happened.

After the incident, Trixie ran away, apparently to Canterlot. Who knows what she has been through, Canterlot is a four hour train drive from Ponyville. Today after having breakfast with you, I managed to find Trixie and convinced her to come to Ponyville. She is currently in bed, resting.

Please, Princess, can you advice me on what I should do?

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle

Twilight re-read her letter. Okay, she may have stretched the truth a little, Trixie had been tricked, she hadn't been convinced at all.

Princess Celestia wouldn't mind that.

Twilight trotted up the stairs to her bedroom, ready to give Spike her letter, when she paused. Spike slept in her room. Trixie was in her room. The unicorn sighed and slowly walked to the bundle of covers. She reached out with her telekinesis, removing the covers from the baby dragon. Spike's eyes twitched once or twice before finally opening.

"Twi?" Spike yawned. "Look, can't you -"

"Shh!" Twilight hissed, tossing a warning glance towards her bed.

"Um, Twilight?" Spike whispered uneasily. "Are you okay?"

Twilight shook her head. "I'll tell you downstairs."

Spike reluctantly hauled himself onto Twilight's rump and the two tiphoofed down the stairs. Twilight handed her letter to the dragon.

"Spike," she ordered. "Send that to the Princess."

Spike looked at Twilight and firmly shook his head. "Twilight, I'm not sending it until you tell me what's wrong."

"What?" Twilight stared at her assistant in disbelief.

Spike tapped his foot.

"Please Spike?" She pleaded. "I promise I'll tell you, but please can you send my letter first?"

Spike sighed. He gently blew on the letter, causing it to dissolve in thin air and sending it to the Canterlot Castle. The dragon looked expectantly at Twilight.

Now it was Twilight's turn to sigh. She was clearly going to have to tell Spike, there was no way around it.

"Well, you know how I was at Canterlot Castle having breakfast with the Princess? I was leaving and I saw Trixie."

"What?" Spike's mouth dropped open. "You mean, The Great and Powerful Trixie Lulamoon?"

"Yeah," Twilight rolled her eyes. "So what did I do?"

"Uhhm, turn her in to Princess Celestia? Shoot her with a blast of energy?"

Twilight facehoofed. 'Here goes nothing, Twilight.' "No Spike, I invited her into the library."

Spike could only stare.

"Spike?" Twilight asked, worried.

Spike fell on his back. Twilight peered at him. He was clearly unconscious.

"How many times have I had to do this?" The unicorn muttered, lifting him up and walking up the stairs to the bedroom.

***

Trixie was staring at the ceiling.

She found it quite interesting that she could see the sky above her. In her last house, she had a simple ceiling, which she found boring.

'The next time I get a house,' Trixie thought absent-mindedly. 'I'm getting a ceiling like this one.'

That's when the past events flooded back to the unicorn. She was in Twilight Sparkle's house. And the purple mare had probably called Princess Celestia's guards to come and put her in prison.

"No!" She yelled, struggling to remove the duvet cover from her blue body. "No!"

A frazzled purple unicorn raised her head. "Trixie?"

Trixie, caught up in her own desperation, didn't have time to feel embarrassed that Twilight was seeing her acting like a lunatic.

"Please!" She begged, skidding in front of a bewildered Twilight. "Don't call the guards!"

"What are you talking about?" Twilight drew herself up, puzzled. "What guards? I didn't call any guards."

Trixie straightened herself. "Oh."

Twilight shuffled her hooves. "So...how about lunch?"

Trixie stared blankly at the purple mare.

"You must be hungry, right? Do you like pancakes?"

"Pancakes?" Trixie suddenly realised that her tummy was rumbling with hunger. "You can make pancakes?" She turned up eager eyes to Twilight.

Twilight started walking down the stairs. "Yes."

Trixie summoned as much energy as she could into her horn. A pink explosion appeared and Trixie had disappeared.

"I just hope," Twilight blinked and smiled at the vanishing explosion. "That she teleported to the right room."

***

Twilight watched as Trixie gobble up her pancakes.

She had never seen anypony as hungry as the unicorn. Celestia knew how much the poor thing had gone through. It just occurred to Twilight that she was the one who had caused all the worry and pain for Trixie. A pang of guilt and sympathy hit Twilight.

"Do you need any medicine?" Twilight asked, carefully examining Trixie over the rim of her coffee cup.

"Hmm?" Trixie looked up. "Medicine?"

"Medicine? Do you need any?"

Trixie frowned. "Me-di-cine. Is it that bottle with that disgusting stuff inside?"

Twilight bit her lip. "You got so adjusted to the streets that you've forgotten your vocabulary?"

Trixie could only blink at her.

"Oh it doesn't matter," Twilight sighed. "I'll just take you to Nurse Redheart."

Trixie nodded, then pushed her plate away, satisfied with her breakfast. Twilight looked at her empty plate. She wasn't a particularly good cook and had never imagined that one could enjoy her quick breakfasts.

"Well," Twilight got up. "We should go to Nurse Redheart now."

"Okay." Trixie shakily stood on her hooves. Her tummy was about the size of Twilight's now, but her rubs still stuck out on the other parts of her body.

Twilight stared at the unicorn as they walked out of the door. She needed to sort her mind out, never had she been so unprepared.

"Uhhm, Twilight?" Trixie asked. "Should we really have come outside?"

Twilight turned around. Five ponies were running towards her. One was a unicorn, two were earth ponies and another two were pegasi. She gulped. They had come outside at the worst possible time.