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This meeting doesn't exist [Closed]

Who: Trixie Lulamoon and Overlord Zetta
What: Definitely not a secret meeting in order to give a gift to Trixie
Where: Zetta's castle
When: Hearths Warming
Warnings: Trixie, Zetta
Prose or Commentspam: Prose

It may have come as a surprise to many that ponies have an analogue for Xmas, or at least a pony version of it. It may not celebrate what others celebrate, given that it's all bout The Fires of Friendship. However, a certain unicorn thins differently and firmly believes that Hearths Warming is about unity and respect, not friendship.

While that certain unicorn doesn't celebrate Hearths Warming for the same reason as many others, she does indeed still celebrate it... to a point. It's usually tradition that presents are given out to others. Trixie, however, doesn't usually accept presents. She can still give them out, though.

But that's beside the point. Trixie has been trekking through the Everfree Forest for a while in order to reach Zetta's castle. She was told to meet with Zetta before she left Ponyville.

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A pair of guard minions stood at the gates of the castle, as close to being attentive and vigilant as minions ever got. Zetta had placed them there to keep an eye out for wayward mares, since he kept accumulating them somehow, but they also knew to look out for a showmare that was not wayward at all. On spotting her, they gave a friendly wave and hauled the great doors open, beckoning her on in.

Trixie huffed a little bit. She could've opened up the door by herself. So in order to not making them help her, she gives each guard a couple of bits and swaggers on past She's in the castle, so it's time to make her presence known. She quickly activates a vocal amplification spell for a short while.

Behold, the most powerful Equine has arrived!" That ought to do it.

"Hyaaa ha ha ha ha!"

The Overlord teleported into the castle foyer in a flare of mana power that splashes out from his appearing form. "So, you've come at last, and put your head willingly into the lion's den!" he said, with a confident grin and an outstretched hoof pointed at her.

Trixie closed her eyes and turned her head in order to look more haughty. "'Twas you who called upon the greatness of Trixie! You should not forget that fact, Zetta!"

Though Trixie had to admit to herself that Zetta made a good entrance.

"Oh, don't worry. I hadn't." The Overlord inverted his hoof, summoning to himself a long, flat package. This he sent over to Trixie telekinetically, seeming to shed a bit of his melodrama as he did so. "I came across something I thought you might like, in the course of my travels. Something suited to the magnificence of Trixie. Naturally, as an Overlord I claimed it, but it'd do me more good in your hooves than in mine."

Trixie's eyebrow raises slightly. She certainly didn't expect this from Zetta, and if this is a gift, it would take quite a bit of coaxing and word twisting to get Trixie to accept this. Does Zetta feel up to the challenge?

"Trixie assumes you are to give this to her as a gift."

"Hyaaa ha ha ha ha! I, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos, give a gift?" Zetta scoffed, motioning dismissively with a hoof. "This is something I'll benefit from you having. The fact that you'll benefit from having it is the reason I think you'll take it willingly instead of having me force it on you!"

CHallenge met and passed, Zetta! It was probably easy for him anyway to think of a decent way for Trixie to accept. Nonetheless, Trixie grasps the gift with her magic and gives a smirk. She doesn't open it just yet.

"Oh? And just how will this, in any way, benefit the supposed Overlord of your Netherworld?"

"Because I'll get to see you using it... at least, when your shows bring you someplace I can see."

No denying that he still stood attendance on all the shows of hers he could reach.

"As you wish, Zetta!" That explanation is good enough got Trixie. This wasn't any gift of any kind. With that being said, Trixie opens up the package to see what's inside.

Inside... well. Zetta had gotten daring, very daring indeed, because inside is a cape, and lying flat atop it, a hat. He'd gone to great pains to ensure he'd matched her style and the star patterns on both, but where they differed was color. These were a deep royal blue, something Zetta thought would set off her fur quite flatteringly, and the inner lining of the cloak flashed a glimmering red-orange, perfect for melodramatic flares with outflung forelegs. They were of thick Saddle Arabian silk; only the highest quality for Trixie, of course.

Trixie was surprised. Well, it makes sense to what Zetta said now, but still. Her current hat and cape that she's wearing right now? Bought at a cheap store for under 15 bits. This is a whole other level of flair than Trixie expected.

"...Wow. Where'd you get this?"

"I happened to see while I was out shopping."

In other words, Zetta had actually zipped his stolen airship down to Saddle Arabia itself. Admittedly, he hadn't been looking for anything for Trixie to start with, but when he saw the silk, he couldn't help but get ideas. Arranging to have the outfit made was simple enough...

Trixie brings it closer to let it rest on one of her forehooves. "It's... soft."

Trixie is highly considering keeping this. And by that, I mean she's definitely going to keep it.

"Trixie very much praises you for such a new performance outfit!"

"Like I said. My reward will be seeing you in it. Just more style."

Zetta could accept a thanks the way Trixie phrased it better than a normal thank you. In that, they appear to be in perfect accord.

Well, as Zetta said, this is not a gift. This is a mutually beneficial upgrade to Trixie's performance. Needless to say, Trixie takes her current cape and wizard hat off and tries the new ones om, posing in a way to make her cape billow. There is no need to ask. Trixie knows that Zetta will comment anyway.

Zetta didn't comment immediately -- after all, such a comment needed proper deliberation and consideration. He paced around her to examine the effect from all angles. (Possibly examine some other things, too, but hey, who's counting?) By the time he came around front again, his grin had taken on a distinctly satisfied tone.

"Stylish, beautiful, and hot as hell," he pronounced.

Trixie maintained the same pose throughout Zetta's inspection. When the results were announced, was there ever any doubt? While the last part of Zetta's comment is hopefully going to be ignored, Trixie flashed a grin, satisfied.

"'Tis as expected!"

He was honestly a bit surprised she didn't complain and fight more, mostly about the change to her color scheme. But hey, he wasn't gonna complain. "Exactly as expected. Oh, they've got some hidden pockets and stuff in it too, if you check. Not sure if you'd get any mileage out of that, but if you do, all the better."

Why would she complain about the colors? She has a spell to change colors. She even used it during that one pizza concert a long while ago.

"Oh? Hidden pockets?" A neat idea. She checks them out. Her purple cape doesn't have them. She usually hid stuff by skill, but tended to stray away from the small tricks, relying on big set ups hiding the smaller sleight-of-hoof tricks. But with these hidden pickets, it would be easier for her to perform.

"No space for rabbits, though. You're on your own there." Satisfied, Zetta nodded at the image he saw. "Come back around Ponyville soon. The entertainment when you're not around is just sad in comparison."

And he did mean that.

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