Author's Notes:

Another chapter another day of my life wasted in good fun!

Man I never get tired of writing for the sake of writing. Now I learned something about myself. Never write something with a plan in advance. It'll suck in the long run. I decided to go with my old style and write by the brim of mah pants, or something like that.

metal Gear, whatever. something, something, darkness.

So now we get to the fundraiser event and sorry folks, it's not a lengthy in depth chapter this time. Sorry but I was forced to make changes since I wasn't sure how to do this. Part of the reason I'm going back to my old writing style. no limitations but still can make changes as I see fit when needed.

So now, what will Trixie do in her great depression while Spitfire is away dying- I mean partaking in the Young Fliers Competition? Find out today on another chapter of Wonderbolt my Heart!

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After seeing Spitfire off Trixie roamed the streets of Manehatten after making a quick stop home to pick up Link. She then head for the orphanage that was having the fund raiser she'd signed up for. It didn't take her long to get to Tabitha's Home for Lost Foals and everything was bustling. There were stands all along the road and ponies were at the stands selling goods to help raise money for the orphanage. Some ponies sold food, one sold balloon animals to foals, some provided entertainment, and Trixie was going to be part of the magic act along with Link.

The carried him in a portable carrier on her back as she walked along the busy street. She didn't want to waste excessive amounts of magical energy before the show. True it wasn't going to mount to much if she used her magic to carry him but she felt it necessary. She kept talking to him as she went along making sure he knew he wasn't forgotten. It also made him calmer when in the carrier. With all the commotion he was getting scared, no doubt in reaction to the cleansing back at the Flightless Pegasus Inn.

As she set up for her show many of the foals from the orphanage took notice and ran up to the blue mare. "Miss Trixie you're back!" yelled one earth pony colt.

"Are you performing today Trixie?" asked another foal.

She looked down at the group that had formed around her, smiling. "Yes little ones, Trixie WILL be performing today!" she reared up sending magical fireworks into the air.

The foals cheered as a brown batpony mare, still very young, walked up to the group smiling at them cheering. She was a light brown with a mahogany brown with light brown streaks mane and large yellow eyes. Her mane was tied into a long ponytail that hung to one side and her banks covered her left eye. Her tail was long too dragging on the ground behind her a few inches. Trixie recognized the batpony. She was one of the ponies she'd been prospectively thinking about adopting along with a cute changeling that followed her around. The young batmare circled around the foals gathering them and herding them to the side.

"Alright everypony that's enough." She scolded them. "Let the nice lady pass."

"Aww." they whined in unison.

The batpony glared at them silencing them. They all lowered their tiny heads forming a line, muttering to each other. "I don't want to hear any whining or I'll tell the matron that you weren't behaving." she threatened them.

The group fell into absolute silence this time, not so much as a sound came from them. She smiled gathering them into a group hug. "Now who says we go get some ice cream?" she asked the group shaking a small bag of bits.

"YAY!" they cheered tackling the young mare down.

She screamed joyfully as the foals piled on top of her and hugged her in a dog pile of adorable cuteness. She struggled under their intense weight but eventually found her way out of the adorable pile. She walked up to Trixie, keeping an eye on the foals, and gave her a grin.

"So, Miss Trixie it's good to see you again." she said trying to warm up to the mare.

"It's nice to see you again too Peanut."

The mare groaned at this. "It's Buttercup, Peanut is my little changeling bro."

Trixie knew what changelings were. Shapeshifters that, like batponies, kept to themselves in isolation. Peanut was one and he lived in the orphanage with the rest of the children. He often disguised himself to be a colt version of Buttercup who adopted him as a little brother. Being different he was bullied by other foals and like Buttercup they were ostracized for it. This is what drew them together and bonded them together.

Buttercup looked over to the cage she'd been carrying and noticed Link inside. "Who's this?"

Trixie picked up the carrier looking inside to see a happy Link inside. she placed the carrier on the floor opening it allowing Link free rein over the area. The foals squeed in delight at the sight of the timberwolf. They all thought he was some exotic dog.

"His names's Link. Say hi, but be gentle he doesn't like to be roughed with."

The foals laughed as the little tuff of green ran around with his new friends. Trixie giggled to herself as they chased Link playing with him. Trixie and Buttercup walked with the foals and Link as they made their way to the nearest stand selling ice cream. She walked beside the batpony and spent the time chit chatting with her about life in general and how things had gone since her visit.

"- and that's when he fell off the bed saying there was an octopus eating me! Turns out it was Peanut dress like one." she laughed at the memory. "Oh, Peanut got in so much trouble that day. The matron was furious at him, but she forgave him within a day. Had spent the whole day apologizing that no one was mad at him by then."

The unicorn watched as the children ran across the road with Link realizing that Peanut was nowhere to be seen. "So, where is the little guy?"

"Hmm? Who?"

"Peanut? Where is he?" Trixie asked buttercup.

Buttercup frowned looking at the children. "He got in trouble again," she leaned towards the blue mare whispering in her ear. "One of the children got hit by him after calling him names. I won't say who, but he's grounded from the fundraiser until after it's over. The matron is actually watching him now. That's why the oldest of us are watching the children"

"Honestly I feel there is something wrong with us. No one adopts us or even pays attention to us. A friend of mine got adopted by some fancy unicorn a while ago. Lucky bitch."

"Is that a hint of jealousy Trixie senses?" she asked the batpony.

"Humph! I'm totally not jealous that jerk got adopted before me!" she said picking up her pace.

The unicorn laughed at her expense as they walked up to the ice cream cart. A young mare was at the stand with a Stallion both wearing aprons and little white hats. The filly jumped onto a small box so she could see everyone. "Hi! Welcome to Koolies Ice Cream stand! I'm Merrill and what can I get for you today?" she asked excited wagging her tail side to side.

"Hi I'd like to get single scoops for all the kids!" Buttercup said as the foals cheered. They formed a line telling the stallion what they wanted as Buttercup paid Merrill. When they got to the last two ponies they ran out of bits.

"Sorry miss, but I can't sell to you unless you pay in full. Sorry." Merrill apologized looking down at the last two ponies. "Sorry guys but that's business." she said trying to smile but found it hard to reject them.

Buttercup tried to comfort the last two who didn't get any ice cream, but try as they might they felt cheated from the ordeal. Trixie felt bad for them and decided then to help out. She walked up to the stand and looked to Merrill. "I'll pay for the last two if you don't mind?' she asked pulling out her bit bag.

"Wow! That's so kind of you Miss!" the apron wearing filly gushed.

After paying for the last two foals Trixie replaced her bag and thanks the stall owners. The last little colt who got his ice cream made a mad dash for the orpahange and rushed inside. Trixie followed him while Buttercup was distracted watching the others play with Link.

Inside she followed him up two flights of stairs. She ran into the matron of the establishment and greeted her. "Miss Lulamoon, how nice to see you again! Are you here to perform?" she asked bowing to her.

"Yes, but Trixie was actually busy. Where did little Stone go?" she asked her looking for the colt.

The matron frowned slightly nodding behind her. "He went to go see Peanut. Honestly I don't get why he likes that changeling so much. If you'll excuse me I have work to do." she gave a polite bow heading to her office.

Trixie watched as she retreated to her office and wondered what she meant by her comment about Peanut. Guess she doesn't like changelings. She thought. She followed the hall to a room which was partially open. She peeked inside to see the colt offering his ice cream to the roundest cutest little ball of black she'd every seen.

The changeling Peanut took the ice cream from the colt and thanked him. The two talked for a while. The colt was apologizing to Peanut for making fun of him being different and that he hoped somepony would adopt him one day. "So this is the one that made fun of him." she muttered eyeing the two.

"I'm really sorry Peanut. I was just mad that I wasn't scouted." the colt said.

The changeling nodded offering the remains of his ice cream to him. "It's OK Stone. I forgive you. Just be yourself and someone will come along. The thing is, I won't leave unless sis and I both are scouted. I don't want to lose her."

The two sighed in unison. Stone, walked over to the bed sitting beside Peanut. He patted the changeling on the back supportively. "Don't worry, bud! Someone will come and adopt you! You'll see!" Stone exclaimed trying to lighten the mood. But the small changeling turned away from his friend and buzzed sadly. Stone pulled his friend into a hug and kissed him on the cheek. Trixie felt very awkward and decided to leave them alone.

She walked around thinking about Peanut and the other children. She thought about what he said. To her it sounded like something her mother once told her. Trixie dear, when it comes to family you don't leave anyone behind. Family sticks together no matter what happens. Do you understand?

"I understand mother." she said walking past the Matron's office. In a spur of the moment decision she looked over at the door. Not thinking she knocked waiting for a response.

"Come in."

The voice was a welcome invitation. She opened the door to the office to find it in slight disorder. Pares were piled around a desk with bookshelves on either side and file cabinets filled to the brim with paper. She looked over to the mare who was scribbling things down frantically as if the papers would fly away at a whims notice.

She stopped just long enough to see Trixie staring at her patiently waiting. "Ah! Miss Lulamoon, please come in have a seat." she said gathering a bunch of papers and placed them to the side so Trixie could sit on a chair that was hidden from view due to the massive pile of papers.

"What can I do for you?"

The blue mare sat down looking at the mare with determination. "Ma'am Trixie wanted to talk to you about her options for adoption."

The old mares eyes widened with excitement. "Ho, you're interested in adopting one of our little ones? Wonderful!" she quickly pulled several files out form the cabinet, Trixie was unsure how she did in this mess, but none the less she found the files and presented them to Trixie. "So, who do you have in mind?" The matron asked tapping her hooves together with great anticipation.

Trixie studied the files pulling two out and placed them on the desk. This earned a surprised looked from the matron who took the files opening them up. "Trixie will take these two."