It was late night at Manehatten Park. Spitfire watched in awe as Trixie retold the tale of how she went to being a traveling showmare. Trixie was now back to swinging next to Spitfire who had begun to swing as well.

Trixie looked at Spitfire. "So, Captain Sp-" Spitfire raised a hoof interrupting her.

"Spitfire will do, Miss Trixie." she said looking at Trixie with a toothy grin.

Trixie facehooved, hard. "Don't call Trixie Miss, it makes her feel old." she said somberly. Spitfire stopped swinging and began laughing. Getting off the swing Trixie stomped the ground blushing. "You- you stop that nonsense right now!" She watched as Spitfire fell to the ground gripping her sides.

"Ha ha-aww my sides hurt!" she made no effort to stop as she rolled to her side. Trixie puffed her cheeks. "Aww man ha ha- I can't breathe!" she managed between breaths.

"Trixie orders you to stop this foalish nonsense now! You are a Wonderbolt have some dignity, Captain." she said in a stern voice.

Spitfire managed to stop after that. Rising to her hooves she stood in front of the unicorn. She then went straight face and saluted her. " Yes ma'am!" she said as she crossed her eyes and stuck her tongue out to the side. Trixie place a hoof over her mouth trying hard not to giggle at the antics of the pegasus. Spitfire continued to stare in her mock salute. Finally Trixie gave in and began to laugh.

"Okay, that's good!" she said. She then proceeded to do a similar mock salute. The difference was her eyes went wall-eyed. "Duh Cadet Trixie reporting Captain!" she said saluting Spitfire.

The two stood there unblinking for a few seconds before both began giggling at their silly faces. After the two managed to gain their composure Spitfire placed an arm around Trixie. "Man, I haven't had a good laugh like this in some time." she glanced to Trixie who was blushing at the contact. "Thanks, Trix." she said pulling Trixie closer.

They both looked at each other. Spitfire had a small grin as she winked to Trixie. Trixie's blush intensified from both the subtle wink and the close contact, just then something happened she didn't expect. It was subtle, barely noticeable but it was there.

A slight swing of Spitfire's tail made contact with Trixie's tail. Trixie looked away from her heart was pounding like it wanted to escape her chest. Trixie knew this gesture. It was a subtle sign asking if she was a fillyfooler. Back at school she saw it several times with colts and mares who sought companionship without being open. At the same time if the one receiving it didn't know what it meant it could be passed off as accidental contact. Some who hated such ponies knew what it meant so it did come with some risk. Trixie was bisexual she liked stallions and mares the same, but she never expected a signal like this from a Wonderbolt Captain.

Spitfire was getting worried, Trixie hadn't moved or looked at her since the signal. It was a mistake she shouldn't have assumed Trixie was like this, but it was worth a shot if only to find out her preference. Just as she was about to release the unicorn she received a tail signal from her, not one but two in fact. ‘So she's into both huh?’ She thought to herself.

Trixie pressed her body against Spitfire. A warm sensation passed through her body, combined with the cold night air, caused her to shiver. Spitfire noticed and wrapped her wing around the shivering unicorn. "Cold?" she asked. Trixie responded by nodding. "Where did you say your trailer was?" she asked stroking the mares head.

Trixie pointed westward past the park. "Trixie parked it out in an alley on the west side of town."

"Well, come on then. I'll walk you home." she began walking with Trixie in tow.

The unicorn nudge her. "Such a gentlecolt you are." she said sarcastically, but not without a smile. Spitfire rolled her eyes in response her wing tightened over Trixie.

"Keep that up hon, and I might just take my wing back.'' she remarked playfully twitching her wing.

"That's mean of you to say." she pouted. "You wouldn't leave a defenseless mare such as I to fend off the elements by herself would you?" Spitfire couldn't help but smile at the mare’s antics. She continued to smile holding Trixie under her wing all through Manehatten until they came upon a dark alley.

Trixie halted in front of the alley, her horn glowed as light emanated from it showing the way. Trixie walked cautiously down making sure she wasn't going to get jumped by some mugger. She walked to the end of the path where a wall halted her progress. Spitfire was appalled by the conditions of the alley, trash was everywhere, rats were crawling among feces all over the floor, and a trashy looking wagon of sorts with crude drawings on it.'

Wait a minute. Spitfire stared at the wagon. It was a sorry sight indeed. The roof was a dirt cloth that clearly wasn't part of it originally, the wheels were in worse condition, and it was filthy beyond reason. This can't be her TRAILER could it? She then saw Trixie digging through the wagon looking for something. "Trixie, this isn't your trailer you were talking about is it?" she asked in a concerned tone.

"Yes this IS Trixie's trailer. Why?" She asked, not looking up as she continued to dig through her stuff.

Spitfire approached her grabbing her shoulders gently turning the mare around to face her. "No hon. You're not living in this trash heap." she then looked at the trailer at the drawings. Then she noticed a death threat for Trixie and stared at it.

Noticing, Trixie removed Spitfire's hooves and continued her search. "That was from when Trixie first got here. It's nothing." she then held up a bag in her hooves. "Aha! There it is!" Trixie placed the bag in her cloak. Spitfire walked up to Trixie grabbing hold of her.

"Trixie, no you aren't staying here out in the cold night in a shanty wagon." she said sternly. "You're not staying out here. I insist you stay at my place tonight." Trixie gave her a curious glance. "No friend of mine is going to stay out in the cold."

Trixie continued to stare at Spitfire. "Look Spitfire, it's nice of you to offer Trixie a place to stay, but Trixie must decline." She then pointed at the wagon. "Trixie has her own place to stay, and as you can see it's perfectly fine-" she kicked the wheel causing it to fall and break. "it's mostly intact." She said with an awkward smile.

Just then the whole wagon seemed to fall apart, as though all the planks of wood were forced apart by some unseen force.

Spitfire looked unamused. She flew above Trixie and began to hover above her. Trixie looked up to her the light from her horn gone now, her eyes had adjusted to the darkness. She crossed her arms continuing to look down at Trixie with a look of determination. "Trixie, you're coming to my place. Nopony should live like this. NOPONY." she emphasized pointing to her.

The unicorn lowered her head in shame. How did it come to this? I was once respected and admired by all! Now look at me. She thought as tears built up in her eyes. For her part, Trixie never liked relying on others she thought it was a sign of weakness. Yet she couldn't bring herself to say no the Captain of the Wonderbolts. Such an invitation doesn't come by very often. Maybe I can milk this just a bit. After all I could use the break. She thought to herself. Looking up to the pegasus she decided to accept her invitation with grace and dignity. "Well, Trixie wouldn't dislike a warm soft bed to sleep in for the night." she said in her usual Trixie manner.

Spitfire rolled her eyes. "You know you could have just said yes." She pointed to the wagon. "Grab what you need and I'll help you carry it to my place." She landed next to the wagon Trixie continued rummaging through her belongings.

After a minute Trixie had a brief case she held with her magic and her cloak with her bits. She looked to Spitfire who was hovering just above her. "Well, Trixie has all she owns." she took one last glance at her wagon then back to Spitfire. "Let's be off then." she began to leave the alley.
Spitfire waited looking at the wagon then back to Trixie who was waiting at the end of the alley. She couldn't just let the poor mare wander off on her own after one night. She also couldn't afford to keep her too long with the life style she had either. She lived alone and that was always the plan. Trixie did too but she couldn't find it in her heart to kick her out after one night. It wouldn't be right friends don't do that to friends. Huh, like I have any right to say that after tonight. She thought looking up to the sky from the alley. Fleetfoot. She looked down to Trixie again who was tapping her hoof impatiently staring at the alley. "Well I better not keep her waiting." she muttered as she took flight down the alley. Just then she got an idea and she smiled at a thought.

Meanwhile Trixie stared at the dark alley waiting impatiently for a certain pegasus to make her appearance. As she waited she looked at her surroundings wondering if the silly pegasus was going to sneak up on her. ‘I wouldn't be surprised if she did.’ She thought to herself.
As she glanced back to the alley she was tackled by an unknown pony as she was lifted up in the air. She screamed at the top of her lungs with the most girly scream a pony ever heard. "Unhoof me you fiend!" she howled at her assailant. After a moment she heard laughter. Looking up revealed Spitfire with a smug grin.

"Hey there, Hon, you come this way often?" she asked with a smile holding Trixie who scowled back at the fiery pegasus. Using her magic Trixie brought her suit case and swatted Spitfire I the flank causing a stinging sensation. "OWW! Hey watch it or you'll make me drop you! HEY!" she tried kicking the suitcase away with her hind legs struggling to hold Trixie simultaneously. "OWW! Seriously stop that or I swear I'll drop you!" SMACK! "I mean it!" SMACK! "I'll do it!" she screamed as the assault on her hindquarters intensified. She looked down at Trixie who had a smug look on her face as she crossed her arms.

"OK, I'll behave Captain." she poked Spitfire in the check with a hoof causing the pegasus to nip back in a playful manner. She then looked down at her passenger grinning.

"Hey Trix." Trixie looked up with a quirked eyebrow. "You know how to tuck and roll?" The reaction was instantaneous, Trixie's eyes widened with fear as she tried desperately to grip the pegasus as she found herself on the ground rolling.

Trixie stood up glaring at Spitfire who was trying hard not to laugh as she landed in front of her. Spitfire walked over to Trixie her dress uniform top ruffled a bit from the struggle moments ago. She brought a wing over Trixie who glared at her as if trying to set her on fire with the intensity of her stare. Spitfire gave her a pouty look. "Aww, don't be that way it as all in good fun and you're not hurt." she said in a matter of fact tone. SMACK! As Spitfire finished speaking that inferno suitcase found its way to her flank again. With a loud squeak she lunged in the air rubbing her flank glaring down at Trixie who was trying to assault the pegasus with her suitcase just out of reach.

The pegasus looked down at the unicorn trying to swat her with the case using her magic and coming just short of striking her. Spitfire grinned smugly blowing a raspberry at Trixie who redoubled her efforts to swat her. Spitfire looked at the unicorn who was jumping suitcase covered in a magic aura trying to get the extra inches to the pegasus coming just short by maybe half an inch. Spitfire slowly shook her head and hovered a little higher. She was now easily a foot out of the angry unicorns range.

Trixie halted her assault stomping the ground pouting at Spitfire. "That's not fair! Come down here and fight like a mare!" she howled at her.
Spitfire stuck her tongue out in response. "Know what? No, not until you promise to stop assaulting me with your belongings, magic, and body OK?" she then crossed her arms watching the unicorn.

Trixie was looking up her cheeks puffed out trying to think of a way to get Spitfire. Nothing coming up she decided to do the most logical thing. Setting her suitcase down she powered up her horn pointing it at Spitfire who, upon seeing the aggressive display began to sweat. Before she could react Spitfire found herself meeting the floor with a loud Thud. Spitfire was in a daze as she wobbled back and forth trying to regain her balance. She then noticed her wings were frozen in a folded position.

A shadow loomed over her. She looked up at Trixie. An awkward smile donned her face as she stood up backing away from Trixie. "He-hey now Trix, heh let's not do anything irrational OK?" she asked as the other mare approached her suitcase in tow.

"Now Spitfire. I thought Discipline was a common practice in the Wonderbolts?" she asked seductively. This caused Spitfire to blush and was thankful for the stun spell on her wings. ‘Nothing like a wingboner on the first outing with a friend.’ she thought to herself looking back at Trixie who had a playful look in her eyes.

Spitfire noticed the playful nature of the unicorn and stood her ground with renewed courage. "So Spitfire. Trixie offers you an ultimatum, you say you're sorry and Trixie is the most magical unicorn in Equestria, or-" she brought the suitcase to view, "we can have a little more fun." she winked at her. Spitfire gave a soft sigh looking Trixie in the eyes before lunging on top of her. Trixie struggled to remove the pegasus off of her, but to no avail. She found it was harder to breath under the weight of the pegasus as she tried crawling away. "You… huff… get off… huff… Trixie this instant!" she barked. Spitfire remained in position sitting on the poor unicorn.

"Now Trixie let's not cause a scene here." she giggled to herself as the unicorn continued to struggle for her freedom. After a minute Trixie stopped her struggle, out of breath and tired from chasing the pegasus, she simply rested on the floor. Spitfire looked down at her prisoner with a warm smile. "You calm now hon?" she asked.

"Yeah." Trixie responded pathetically. "So, can you get off Trixie now fatty?" she asked tapping the pegasus in the hips. Tapping a hoof under her chin Spitfire glanced up to the sky.

"Well, I guess I could buuut…" she paused looking down at Trixie. "There will be some conditions."

"Ugh. Fine what are thy terms Captain." she asked sarcastically, wiggling under Spitfire trying to get comfortable. She responded by patting Trixie gently on the head.

"I'll get off you if you promise to stop hitting me." she waited for Trixie to agree with the term before continuing.

"Done. Anything else?" Trixie asked.

Spitfire nodded. "A few other things. One you'll stay at my place until we can get you on your own hooves again. That means job, and steady income got it?" she asked in a commanding tone. Trixie nodded. "Second you'll help keep the place up and tidy and no parties, shin-digs, or raves at my place without approval OK?" Trixie nodded again.

"And if Trixie breaks the rules?" she asked with legit curiosity. "Then you have to run laps around my obstacle course." she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. She then took off hovering in front of Trixie thanks to the spell dissipating. "So we all square?" she asked the unicorn.

Trixie waited pondering her options standing up from the ground. After a minute of silent contemplation she extended a hoof to Spitfire. "Deal. I'll do all that if you promise to help me out." Spitfire smiled spitting in her hoof and reaching for the other hoof. Before contact Trixie pulled her hoof away holding it close with a look of disgust. "Ewwww… Trixie's not touching that hoof."

Spitfire stuck her tongue at her in response. "Spoil sport." she muttered to herself.

"What was that?" asked Trixie.

"Nothing." she responded landing next to her as they both began walking down the street, guided by the moonlight.

***

The two ponies walked for over an hour before they reached the upper ring of the city. Not many ponies were out now. The streets were all but abandoned, with the exception of the occasional pony or carriage. They approached a large ivory colored skyscraper that bore a banner that read, "Ivory Tower Apartments". Trixie was impressed, she heard of the famous "Ivory Tower". It was a symbol of wealth and stature in Manehatten. Anypony who's anypony famous lived here. Trixie often dreamed of the lavish lifestyle in the tower and here she was about to live that dream, sort of.

They entered the lobby and were greeted by several servant ponies and a valet pony. Trixie hid with her cloak's hood hoping to not be recognized. The two made their way to the elevator. Pressing the up button Spitfire stood to the side of the double doors waiting for them to open. After a few moments the doors opened revealing two families of ponies who made their way out and to the lobby.

As they entered the elevator Trixie paused glancing over out in the lobby at the two families. She recognized Filthy Rich right off the bat and that other ponies with him from the bar. She then noticed two fillies with them, including a grey one which looked vaguely familiar. Before she could think of where she saw the filly the doors closed preventing her from getting a good look. ‘I know I've seen her before but where?’ She thought. Spitfire kept looking straight pretending not to notice Trixie's behavior. She pressed a button with the number 70 on it and the elevator began to ascend.

It didn't take long before the double doors opened to a hallway with several doors. Spitfire led the way down the hall while Trixie looked around. She noticed the doors here were spread apart generously. ‘The rooms here must be massive!’ She thought. As they made their way down the hall Spitfire stopped in front of a door with 178b on it. Unlocking the door Spitfire led Trixie inside the apartment.

To say Trixie was impressed would have been an understatement. Her eyes were bombarded with wonder at the marvelous architecture of the room she was in. It was a large white marble apartment with ionic columns with white cloth with golden leafs on them hanging like banners. A few clouds were floating around the columns. At the far end was a large glass window with doors in the center leading to a large overhang with a pool and recreation area, plus one pegasus obstacle course all lit by small lights around the overhang. ‘So this is the course she spoke of.’ Trixie thought to herself impressed by the sights.

Spitfire went into one of the rooms with Trixie’s suitcase leaving her to explore the apartment at her own pace. After a few minutes of wandering Trixie heard a voice she didn't recognize. "Hey Spits you home?" she heard a feminine voice ask from the entry way. She made her way back to find another pegasus there. She had on a grey sweat suit, top and bottom, with a blown back white mane and magenta eyes.
Trixie didn't recognize her yet she seemed so familiar to her, like she should know her from somewhere. The pegasus was startled by the blue mares sudden appearance. Taking a moment to calm herself the new pegasus approached Trixie. "Excuse me miss, but um, is Spitfire home now?" the mare asked.

Trixie nodded. "Yes she's here somewhere." she noticed the pegasus was nervous about something but she wasn't sure what. She past it off as just shock from seeing a stranger in a friend's home.

"Hey Fleetfoot you came!" The sound of Spitfire's voice echoed in the room causing both mares to jump slightly. Embarrassed they both looked to see Spitfire in a robe carrying a spare one over her neck. "What are you doing here? I figured you'd be at home or at the park. You doing alright hon?" she walked over grabbing the mares hooves. Trixie facehooved. ‘That's why I recognize her! Fleetfoot! Of course Trixie feels stupid now for not recognizing her sooner.’ She mentally scolded herself.

Fleetfoot looked back at Trixie then back to Spitfire with a confused look on her face. Before she could ask Spitfire raised a hoof. "Her name's Trixie, and she's going to be staying with me for a while." she said gesturing to the other blue mare. Trixie simply planted herself on the floor waiting. "Trixie I need to talk to Fleetfoot , so you can use my shower to clean yourself if you want." She walked over handing Trixie the robe then pointed to a door to the right. "Down the hall three doors down to the right. Spare towels are there and your clothes are washing now. They'll be ready by morning. Rooms across the hall your stuff is there waiting for you." she said walking Trixie to the door.

"Thank you Spitfire," Trixie said gaining a smile and a nod from the Wonderbolt. "No seriously, thank you. You've done more for Trixie than anypony has done for her in sometime." She then hugged Spitfire who promptly hugged back stroking Trixie's mane. After a moment the two separated Trixie heading down the hall and Spitfire returned to the lobby where Fleetfoot sat on a large circular shaped couch.

Sitting next to Fleetfoot Spitfire was about to greet her fellow Wonderbolt when Fleetfoot spoke first. "Why is SHE here?" she asked Spitfire menacingly. Spitfire cocked an eyebrow at her friend’s behavior. She then took a deep breath calming herself before speaking.

"She's a pony in need of assistance. Like I said she's staying with me while I help her get back on her hooves." she retorted. Pointing at the door where Trixie had gone she continued. "And just who are you to come in my place and demand why I help certain individuals and not others." she hissed.

Fleetfoot looked upset. Pulling out a newspaper placing it on the couch, Spitfire picked it up and read the main article: "Wizard Leads Rampaging Ursa to Unsuspecting Town!" It was a few days old too, in fact this was the article she mentioned to Trixie that she read about. Go figure that's probably what made her nervous at the bar. Way to go Spitfire. she scolded herself. Spitfire placed the paper back on the couch as Fleetfoot started to get slightly hysterical. "She brought an Ursa Minor to a town of ponies and destroyed it! She's a menace! You need to-" once again Spitfire interrupted her by raising a hoof. After a moment of silence Fleetfoot sat down waiting for her to say something, what she got wasn't what she expected.

"I know Fleet. I know who she is and I still intend to help her because she needs it."

Fleetfoot looked like she was going to snap in any moment. Her wings twitched in synch with her left eye as her body began to shiver. She tried to form words but all she did was stutter. Spitfire looked at the young pegasus and scooted over to her. She gently grabbed hold of Fleetfoot rubbing her shoulders getting her attention.

Next, Spitfire simply closed her eyes took a deep breath and exhaled. Opening her eyes she watched as Fleetfoot did the same. This was an exercise she did with Fleetfoot often. When one pony was overreacting or going off the deep end as it were, the other would stop them and begin a breathing exercise to calm themselves. It has proven to be very effective for the two of them, as both have a tendency to react extremely in many cases. After several calming breaths they both sat waiting.

Fleetfoot nodded saying, "Thanks Spits, and sorry." She paused as Spitfire nodded I acknowledgement. She brought the young pegasus to lay on her lap looking up to her. Spitfire always looked at Fleetfoot as the rambunctious little sister she never had, while Fleetfoot saw Spitfire as an annoying helicopter sister. They were always looking out for each other, and this situation with Trixie was no exception . Fleetfoot saw Trixie as a danger to her metaphorical sister.

"No I'm sorry, Fleet. I hurt you tonight and I regret what I said. Forgive me?" she asked looking at Fleetfoot.

Fleetfoot smiled, "I forgive you." She wanted to keep Spitfire safe, but when Spitfire makes up her mind, there is no changing it. Spitfire knew of course, she felt the same for Fleetfoot. That fact was they cared for each other.

Spitfire looked down to Fleetfoot stroking her mane, "You calm now, hon?" She simply nodded, listening to Spitfire. "Good. I think I need to explain a few things to you. Promise you'll listen and wait on the question till after?" she asked. Once again Fleetfoot simply nodded in response.

Meanwhile Trixie was spying on them through the door, watching and listening to the pegasi talk.

Author's Notes:

Alright second chapter and now things are about to get interesting I promise. I'd also like to thank crowscrowcrow for being a good sport! Enjoy everyone!