>The next morning you woke up before Twilight and Spike.

>Rubbing your eyes, you idly walk out of the room and to a balcony.

>The clouds had cleared up and the warm sun shone down on you.

>Off in the distance you can see the wreck of your stage and coach.

>You whine softly before laying your head on the railing.

>Some time later, you were at the dining table with Spike and Twilight.

>You ate your cereal idly as Twilight went over a list of things for Spike to write down.

>"So, Trixie..."

>Her voice snaps you out of your stupor.

>"Are you ready to meet with the girls today?"

>You look down at your bowl.

>You really weren't ready, but you knew you had to face your past mistakes.

"Yeah... Trixie supposes she is."

>Twilight tilted her head at you.

>"Something on your mind?"

>You said nothing.

>"Trixie?"

>You stand up and walk out.

"Excuse Trixie, she has to prepare."

>She just watches you walk out.

>You brush your mane in front of a mirror quietly.

>You continually run through everything in your mind.

>Would they actually forgive and accept you?

>It simply just doesn't seem feasible.

>Without you even noticing, Twilight was able to sneak up behind you.

>"Trixie?"

>You fumble with the brush before catching it.

>"You're afraid of them, aren't you?"

>Your ears fold down.

>"Trixie, it's been quite some time since you tried to take over Ponyville.. And since you made a mockery of them. I'm sure that they'd at least be willing to help you."

>You look at her through the mirror.

"You think so? Do you actually think they would help me, even after all that I've done?"

>Sitting down, Twilight wraps a wing around you.

>"Of course I do. I AM the Princess of Friendship, after all."

>You looked down, still feeling unsure and guilty.

>You helped Twilight take some tables and tools out to where your stage once stood.

>She laid out a blueprint page for you both to work on.

>You both worked on the basics and try to deconstruct and reconstruct your old stage's layout.

>She managed to distract you long enough for the other mane six to arrive.

>You flip and turn the page in front of you quizzically.

"Maybe if this goes here, then that could go..."

>"TRIXIE!?"

>Your face contorts into shock.

>You recognized that voice.

>Rainbow Dash took the page from you.

>"You want US to help HER? Twilight, you KNOW what she did!"

>"Now, RD, there's not need ta be like that. Ah'm sure she has a very good reason ta--"

>"She's the one the map is calling me to."

>"There is NO way I heard THAT right. Her? A friendship problem?"

>You sit there and watch them lightly bicker of you.

>"Now, now, everypony just calm down. I'm sure that Trixie feels absolutely horrible for what she's done."

>Rarity sits next to you, rubbing your back.

>"Even if she did turn my mane green... I can look past that."

>"You too, Rarity?"

>"Now, RD. Just because she zapped ya once, there's no reason ta hold such a silly grudge."

>"She tried to enslave us, AJ..."

>Twilight sighed and looked at Rainbow Dash sternly.

>"I'm not asking you to like it.. I'm asking you to help her. Trixie lost her stage and her home because someone tinkered with the stage's parts."

>She levitates a few of the broken pieces of lumber.

>"She doesn't have much left, and what are we, the Spirits of the Elements of Harmony supposed to do? Let her continue with nothing?"

>"She has a point..."

>Rainbow Dash pouted a bit.

>"Fine... Let's just get this over with."

>You smile a bit softly.

>You spent the next hour sorting through all the parts.

>Each of you sorted the parts out and scavenged what was still good out of the mess.

>Most of it was trash...

>You sat with the group as you planned out who was going to do what.

>"Pinkie, you and Fluttershy go and see if you can get the new things we need. Wood, cloth, paint, gears."

>Pinkie saluting.

>"Got it!"

>"Dash, you and Applejack will be our muscle. You'll help with the transporting and setting up of the frames."

>"Sure thing, sugarcube."

>They high hoof.

>"Rarity, you and Trixie will work on finishing the layout."

"I.. Are you sure?"

>"Why, darling, of course! We'll make it even more fabulous than ever before!"

"What about you, Twilight?"

>"I will handle the P.R. Ponies may not have liked you before, but maybe they'll listen to me."

>You scrunch a bit.

>"Everyone meet back here in two hours."

>They went their separate ways.

>You watched Rainbow and Applejack compete over who could move more at once.

>Rarity kept running over the plans.

>"And so I think--- Trixie, darling? Are you listening?"

>You shake your head and look at Rarity, then the blueprints.

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

>"If you're worried about them, don't be. They do this kind of thing all the time. Brutes, really."

>You hold a hoof to your mouth as you giggle some.

>"There's the smile I wanted to see."

>You spent the next two hours fussing and debating with Rarity over the stage design.

>You wanted ti to be fancy.. But not difficult for one pony to set up and maintain.

>Applejack and Rainbow Dash hauled the old, broken wood out to the outskirts of the construction area.

>The good wood was dismantled and piled neatly for use.

>Pinkie and Fluttershy, with the help of some stronger stallions, brought in the newer supplies needed to build the frames and mechanisms.

>But Twilight was nowhere to be seen.

>After a bit you began to worry if she was even going to come back...

>You sat with the other mane five in a circle.

>While waiting on Twilight to come back, you all gossiped and shared tales of your adventures.

>"So then Rarity shows up with this huuuge boulder on her back, thinking it was a diamond!"

>Rarity pouted some in slight offense.

>"I thought we agreed to never speak of that again!"

>You couldn't help but giggle.

"Hey, we all have our silly and embarrassing moments. Besides, you weren't exactly you anyway."

>You made a silly derp face.

>They all began to burst into laughter.

>Twilight suddenly runs up the road toward the group.

>"Sorry I'm late, girls.. Putting up posters and trying to convince other ponies to come was harder than I thought."

"You put up the posters again? But Trixie's were torn down..."

>"That's why I made new ones!"

>Twilight pulled a flashy poster out of her bag.

>It was colored to match your outfit with sparkling stars all over it.

>"So uh, where's Spike?"

>"He's putting up the last of the posters."

>"You sure he can handle that on his own? I mean, the little pipsqueak can barely reach the table, let alone a spot high enough for those."

>Twilight just gives Rainbow Dash a soft glare.

>"Enough about that, darlings. Trixie and I finally settled on a design for her new stage!"

>With the help of Twilight, you both went over the plans for the construction.

>No detail was left out.

>After the others began work on the frame, you sat off to the side, fiddling with the gears.

>You had a small easel next to you that held the advanced blueprints for the mechanism.

>Each piece fit together like a puzzle, but the more wrong pieces you picked up, the more frustrated you became.

"Aaaugh! Trixie can't make heads or tails of these pieces like this!"

>Twilight notices your little outburst and sits next to you.

>You're absolutely fuming right now, cute scrunch and all.

>She gives you a gentle nuzzle.

>"What's wrong, Trixie? Why are you so upset?"

"Trixie can't make heads or tails of all of this. She's been trying to follow the diagrams but there's so many pieces..."

>Twilight took the but of the machine you had already built and compared it to the diagram.

>"Well, there's your problem, silly filly! You're building from the inside out."

>She points to where the chunk fits and then points to some of the outer bits.

>"You should start from the outside. The more complex pieces then become more simple."

>She helps you by building a bit of the outer machine framework.

>You fold your ears down some before going back to work.

>She ruffles your mane some.

>"Everypony has to start somewhere."

>You all worked through the day.

>You spent another night at Twilight's.

>Tonight you and Twilight read over some magic history books and books of spells.

>Some of them seemed interesting. Almost interesting enough to use in your show.

>It was a slow night.

>New night, same dream.

>Tonight, however, when the darkness came, it was quickly banished by a blue light.

>You look around in confusion.

>As if a door was in front of you, a rectangular hole opened.

>You stepped out into what felt like space.

"Well... This is new."

>You just idly float around, not really looking for anything.

"Is this it? Has Trixie died? Did she fall into the abyss?"

>"I think not, young unicorn of magical tricks."

>You blink a few times.

"Who... Who's there?"

>A bright flash of light.

>"We are surprised thou don't remember our name. You are a moon, after all."

>A larger figure stood in front of you majestically.

"How do you know Trixie's last name?"

>"Because, my little pony..."

>They step into the light.

>Princess Luna stands before you solemnly.

>"We are the princess of the night."

>You flail in surprise, trying to bow.

>Because you were floating, your flailing was pointless.

"Princess? What are you doing here?"

>"I am the princess of the night. Thus it is my duty to watch over our subjects as they slumber. I was alerted to your tormenting dreams long ago, but a magical field prevented me from interrupting them until now."

>You fold your ears down and curl up.

"So you know about them, huh?"

>She nods.

>"And we do not blame you for those dreams."

>Suddenly, you fall down to what felt like a floor, as if gravity was turned back on.

>A hallway of doors showed up.

>"You aren't the only one who struggles with the past."

>She opens a door to what looks like Twilight's dream.

>Twilight seemed to be dreaming about what her life could have been like without the Elements.

>Without her friends. Without Spike.

>You felt your heart sink a little.

"Is... Is this what she actually thinks about?"

>"Indeed. Constantly worrying about alternate paths."

>You lower your head.

"She always looks so cheerful, though."

>"Do you know why?"

>You shake your head a bit.

>"It is because she has friends to rely on, and who rely on her."

"Oh... I suppose that makes sense."

>"Do you know what is stopping you from such things?"

>You flinch a bit at the question.

>You didn't respond, even though you knew the answer.

>Luna disappears into a flash of light.

>You're back in the Magic Kindergarten sequence again.

>"This. Little Trixie, you must learn to try and reach out to others, just as we had to do after a thousand years."

"But... How do I do it?"

>The dream begins to fade.

>"Trust in yourself."

"Luna... Wait... Wait!"

>Tomorrow was another day.