Author's Notes:

Hi people! Just a quick chapter to get things rolling. So now we come to Trixie's final decision on what she's going to do as far as adoption. Hoe you all enjoy!

Warning: Short chapter alert! Very short and quick!

Enjoy!

After Trixie and the matron finished with all the adoption papers, Trixie left the room heading for the room where the two colts were. She peeked inside to see they were both fast asleep on the bed snuggled close together. She dawwed internally gushing about how cute they looked together. She was sooo getting a camera after this.

She wanted to walk in and wake the little ones up but decided o leave them be for now. She had a show to put on in a few minutes. She left heading into the busy streets following the cheers of the children as they intermingled with others and made friends left and right. It was heart warming to see so many of them making friends. Even if they won't all get adopted, having friends was more important than anything else in these hard times. It reminded Trixie of her life before she was taken in by her mother and father.

She walked down the street past several stands waving to the occasional child who stopped to greet her. Trixie observed how the adults interacted with the kids and teens. She wondered if her parents would have approved of her adopting? Well, she knew her father would have. He always supported her no matter how silly it was. She was a daddy's girl, and a proud one at that, she loved him very much. Her mother was another story. A wild card of sorts. She never told Spitfire, but her mother had a very set view on life. Very traditional. In fact it wasn't until later in her life that her father told her that they almost didn't adopt her.

That was a scary thought for Trixie at the time. She couldn't have thought of her life without them. After that conversation she often wondered what her life would have been like had she not been adopted by them? Would sh still be where she is now? Somewhere else in life? A DJ perhaps? When she later confronted her mother about it she blew her off. Trixie hated it when that happened but what could she do? She knew one thing though she wouldn't do the same to her two new kids.

Not much later she found the group she'd been looking for. Link came running up to her and jumped up on her back as the children circled around her. They were very excited to hear what Link was and where he came from.

"Miss Trixie! Miss Trixie!" A little unicorn filly called from the group. "What is Link? Is he a doggy?"

Trixie patted the filly on the head smiling at her. "No, he's not. Actually he's a kind of timberwolf. Completely tame!" she added quickly.

'Where did you find him?" another filly asked walking beside her to pet the green cub. He rubbed her hoof as she giggled at how cute he was.

A colt stood beside her. "Yeah, aren't timberwolves from the Everfree Forest?"

Trixie craned her neck to see the little cub sitting on her back his tongue hanging out of his mouth and panting. She smiled at the memory of when she met the cub but it also made her heart feel heavy with sadness. She placed Link on the floor using her magic and slid a nearby wooden crate closer to her so she could stand on it.

"That's true young colt." she said pointing to the colt who asked if timberwolves came from the Everfree. "They do in fact come from the Everfree Forest. But how Link met Trixie was a tale of tales. It all began some time ago..."

Trixie proceeded to tell the story of how she had traveled into the Everfree on her way to Manehatten when she saved a group of ponies from a timberwolf pack barely scaring off the final fused beast at the end of it. She then told them of how she found the Flightless Pegasus Inn and how she met Link. She left out the more gruesome details for the foals not wanting to traumatize them with a story of death and misery.

The children listened in awe of her story, even some of the adults were listening in on it. A large crowd had gathered to hear her story. Several mocked her but were silenced by other who were into the story. The fight with the timberwolf pack at the inn was the most graphic part of her story. She didn't tell them of the deaths or the slaughter of the timberwolf pack, instead she told it as if the ponies defended the inn and drove them back to the forest with no loss of life.

Some of the adults admired her for telling the story in such a way that made it good for the kids. Others frowned and made snide remarks about her involvement in the destruction of the inn and the lives lost that day. But no matter what they said or did Trixie continued on with her story to the end.

When she finally finished her story she saw the crowd was taking up the whole street. All of them had listened intently whether to hear and be entertained, or to pick it apart at the end but in either case she drew quite the crowd. Everypony cheered save for a few individuals and then dispersed once the cheering and hoof stomping came to a fault.

Buttercup came up to the mare and bobbed up and down beside her. "Trixie that was an awesome story! Do you do that often?"

She was obviously excited by the story and Trixie couldn't help to crack a smile. "No. Trixie tries not to make a habit of doing such things. It's dangerous and detrimental to her health."

The two shared a laughed together. Once they regained their composure they setup for Trixie's show. Trixie asked Buttercup if she'd help with the setup taking no time at all. Once the hour came up for Trixie to do her show she asked the foals and Buttercup to help with passing out filers to ponies while she advertised her show.

With their combined efforts they managed to draw in a large crowd of ponies and various others such as griffins and even a few minotars. Using Link and Buttercup as her assistant the show went off without a hitch. They easily raised over six-thousand bits from the show alone.

Later after the fundraiser was over Trixie was counting the bits and labeling them in bags. Buttercup helped with all the paper work while the foals were at the orphanage dinning for the evening with the matron. Link was resting in his cage beside the table they worked at. While working Trixie took the opportunity to get to know the batpony more.

Trixie had just finished labeling the tenth bag and levitated it to a pile in a small chest when she decided to speak up. "So, Buttercup?"

"Hmm? Yes miss Trixie?" she asked not looking up from he paper she'd been reading.

"When we spoke earlier did you mean that you wanted to get adopted?" The batpony looked over to her with a inquisitive stare. "What Trixie means is did you get upset that you weren't adopted or something?"

"Well, I want to but not without my little peanut." she put the paper down looking over to Trixie. "We've always been together you know?"

Trixie gave her a sympathetic look. "You love him very much don't you?"

She nodded.

"Well, I'm sure if you keep your chin up and someday, someone will adopt him as well as you," The blue mare got up and sat beside her. She used her magic to bring over another file giving it to her. "Why don't you stop that and read this for me and make sure everything is in order."

Buttercup sighed taking the file she opened it and began reading it without much thought. Trixie tapped the paper giving her a pen. "Be sure to fill it out completely OK?" she said with a smile. "I can't give this to the matron if you don't do it right. Make sure you get it right the first time. Kay sweetie?" she said in her most motherly tone.

Buttercup smiled at her mouthing thank you. It helped calm her nerves. She looked at the file and began reading it to herself as she filled in the blanks on the paper.

"Name: Buttercup. Occupation: N/A. Blah blah blah. Age: 16... Height: 3' 2''? What is this?" she wondered filling the strange file out. Once she finished she gave the file back to Trixie. The unicorn read over it and gave the brown batpony her best million bit smile. "Well done." she said excitedly. "Now, come along we have somethings left to do before we turn these in!" she turned and lifted the bits with her magic while Buttercup gathered all the papers she'd been filling out.

They walked to the orphanage and made their way to the matron's office. Once outside her door Trixie knocked on the door gently. A soft come in, was heard and they entered together. The papers in the matron's office were still stacked high and neither pony could see her from behind the massive pile. The older mares head popped up from the pile causing the top layers of paper to fly about.

Both Trixie and Buttercup laughed at the mares expense earning a good scolding from her to the both of them. Once order had been reestablished she asked the two visitors to sit while she called one of the children to get Peanut from his room. Trixie set Link to the side, still asleep. Geez, that cub could sleep through a hurricane probably. She thought.

"So, Miss Trixie how was the fundraiser?" she asked.

"It was fantastic! Trixie hasn't had this much success since she started working with DJPON-3!" She smiled with bold confidence.

Buttercup's eyes widened to dish sized when she heard the name of the most famous dj in all of Equestria. "You?! You work with Vinyl Scratch?! That's awesome! What's she like? Is she tall? What's her favorite color?"

"Ahem!"

The batpony stopped gushing feeling great embarrassment from her sudden outburst. The matron glared at her and Trixie snickered as she slumped down trying to blend with her chair. Just then a knock came from the door and Peanut entered. He looked nervously around like he was expecting to be in trouble or something.

He entered closing the door behind him making a soft clicking noise as he did so. "Ah, Peanut," the mare said gesturing to a third seat beside Buttercups. "Please have a seat."

The little changeling nodded silently opening his tiny gossamer wings and with a steady beating/buzzing noise he hovered over to the chair planting himself on it. He was shaking. He looked very nervously at Trixie like she'd bite him at a moments notice. Seeing his fear the blue mare waved at him.

"Hi, I am Trixie. You must be Peanut?" she asked politely reaching towards the changeling.

He cautiously reached out to touch her hoof but quickly pulled away and dodged behind the batpony shivering.

"Hey, it's OK Peanut." she patted him on the head. "She's a nice mare. She won't hurt you. See?" she walked over to hug Trixie and reached for him after, showing him it was safe. "Come here silly."

Peanut inched closer every step seemed to take an eternity. The matron was clearly exhausted by the waiting but held her tongue for the sake of the two children. When the little black changeling made it to the two ponies Trixie reached out one last time. Hoping he'd be more open this time.

"Come on." she gently spoke trying not to scare him. "Please come here little one."

He looked at her hoof once more not moving closer. "Are you a hunter?" he asked.

Everypony in the room looked at him oddly. Trixie looked over to the matron who was shaking her head and Buttercup frowned at him.

"Peanut! That was rude!" she scolded him. He curled up into a little ball at her harsh tone like he was struck physically. Trixie walked over to his shaking form. She reached to pick him up and he tensed up not moving at all. Slowly she picked him up and started rocking him like a baby. She thought back to her early years as a child when her father use to rock her to sleep. He'd hum a tune that she played with her mother and father long ago. She wished she'd brought her mother's pan flute. It would have been better than her awful humming.

Yet, in spite of this Peanut relaxed and slowly unwound himself looking up into the blue mares eyes. She looked down smiling at him and he thought how pretty she was. He smiled at her nuzzling her chest and buzzed his wings making a humming noise. Buttercup was gushing internally at how cute the scene was before the matron interrupted.

"I apologize but we have a bit of a schedule." she said pointing at the clock.

Both mares stared each other down trying to see which would give in first. But Trixie grew tired of her and put Peanut down. He scampered to his seat clumsily climbing it and sat down beside his sister.

"Now then," she looked over to Trixie. "Do you have the papers?"

The unicorn nodded. Her horn lit up and the file from before that Buttercup filled out went over to the matron along with a similar file. They were placed on the desk in front of the old mare and she took a minute to read them thoroughly. She made a few editions and once finished closed them up and placed them into her file cabinet.

She then did something no one in the room expected. She smiled. Peanut and Buttercup's jaws dropped at the sight. Not once had they seen her smile for anything. Never. What came next shook them to their core.

"Congratulations Buttercup, Peanut, you are now under the legal guardianship of Trixie Lulamoon." she said not breaking her smile.

The two children looked over to Trixie in disbelief. The unicorn held a triumphant look as she smiled down at them. They then felt overjoyed. They lunged at the mare hugging her praising her for adopting the both of them. Not in all their time here did they thing anyone would adopt both of them. The fear of losing each other kept them from being adopted and now, now they had a chance to be part of a family. Together.

The three laughed and tears were shed and the matron sighed still smiling as she thought how wonderful their lives ere going to be. Then she frowned looking back into the night sky from a window that remained blocked from view from the papers piled up. She looked like she was looking for something but found nothing but a setting sun.

Suddenly she was shaken as Buttercup came up and hugged her. "Thank you matron!" she held firmly to the old mare. "I know we had our differences in the past but I do love you! I'm sorry for all the mean things I said while I was here!" she cried. She patted the batpony on the head softly stroking her mane.

"That's fine Buttercup. I know I wasn't the most agreeable pony every but I care about all of you. Never forget that." she cooed to the young mare. "Now, you be good and take care of Peanut." She said wiping the tears from her own cheek.

"I will." Buttercup said picking up Peanut placing him on her back.

The batpony and changeling both hugged her one last time and went to Trixie. She gave them Link and told them to wait for her outside. The two ran outside the office to wait for her and tell everypony the news. Once they were gone Trixie walked up to the desk placing the bits on the table. The matron smiled giving Trixie a firm hoof shake.

"Thank you Trixie." she said. "Without your help we could not have raise d enough funds to restore this old place. Thank you. On behalf of all the children I thank you. I wish I could repay you somehow."

Trixie shook her head. "Just keep taking care of these children and promise never to give up on them." she said hugging the matron. "I know you didn't give up on me."

The old mare hugged her back the two held on for several minutes. Neither wanting to part. But eventually they did and it was as tough as it was the first time. Trixie smiled giving her a quick kiss on the cheek which the old mare returned.

"How are your parents these days, little moon?"

"Don't know. I haven't spoken to them for sometime." she responded.

The old matron looked wearily at her. "You need to talk to them. I'm sure they miss you."

Trixie sighed looking away from her old guardian. "I know. I miss them too but after my humiliation-"

"At Ponyville?" Trixie turned looking shocked. "It was all over the papers. Everypony was talking about it for weeks. Still are. But you know what? You made something of yourself and ow look at you! Working with the most renown DJ in Equestria and you're dating Spitfire?"

'HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?!" Trixie creamed.

'Well, you two aren't very subtle!" she laughed at the young mare. Trixie puffed her cheeks glaring at he matron. "Seriously though. I'm proud of you Trixie. Take care of them."

"I will." she said turning to leave. "Can I still come by to see you from time to time?"

The matron's warm happy face became sad and depressed. "Sure Trixie. I'd like that."

The blue mare looked confused by her expression but thought it as nothing more than her being tired. "Well, I'll make sure to take care of the little ones. Take care of yourself you hear?"

"Good bye Trixie." she said as the mare left her office.

From her window she watched as the three ponies walked off towards their new home. She was proud that she was able to get Buttercup and Peanut a new home together. As they vanished around the corner she felt an intense heat from behind her that sent a chill down her spine. Her breathing became heavy and a drop of sweat slid down the side of her head.

From the reflection in the window she saw a hooded figure behind her. She closed her eyes not looking behind her. "You're late." she said turning to face the figure.