Prepare to be amazed!

“I’d have to be a pretty big hypocrite to judge someone based on their past mistakes. Could be worse though. You could have turned into a demon. Would not recommend. The usual wisdom is that being evil makes you sexy. Not so, at least not for me. I think I got ripped off. You though? I could see you pulling it off.”

  Her mind definitely questions the DEMON comment, but she just lets it slip, much like Starlight had let her passing comment about the Alicorn Amulet slip when they had met. Sunset seemed like a cool mare, and her words amused her, despite making her face very slightly flush.

“I wasn’t around for that, but that really doesn’t surprise me. Call it a backhanded compliment, but I could see you pulling the edgy evil thing off pretty well. Unlike some stallions.”

   ❝ W-wait a second! Where did YOU come from?! ❞ Trixie’s cowardice was the first part of her to respond to the rather loud laughing and sudden appearance of King Sombra. For Celestia’s sake! She’d thought he died or… something of the sort two times already!    

   Only after standing and taking a few steps back does her expression shift into something more hostile, eyebrows knitting together as her tail gives a slight sassy swish - as if the fur on the back of the tiny magician’s neck wasn’t standing from the presence of a known villain. After all, as much as her magic had been improving, she wouldn’t stand a chance should he try and harm her.

Oh thank Celestia, she bought it. 

It seemed that in any universe, the easiest way to get the magician in a good mood was to take an interest in her craft. Which made sense back home. Sure, magicians were second rate illusionists making a mockery of actual spellcraft, grasping at the wisps of something they would never understand or touch… But that was in a mostly magicless world. Here, Trixie was a unicorn. She had magic, actual magic. Why on Equestria…?

Her train of thought came to a halt as she realized that Trixie was still standing there, staring at her. “Oh! I’m so sorry for zoning out, it’s just…” Think, think, think… “I’m such a big fan! I can’t believe I’m meeting the Great and Powerful Trixie herself!” Just roll with it. “Argh, and silly me, I don’t have anything for you to autograph!” She really hoped her anxiety would play off like the nervousness of a fan meeting their apparent idol.

    Trixie doesn’t think anything odd of Sunset’s behavior. If anything, she was too caught up in the moment to think much of it, and a bit of what seemed to be nervousness just made her seem that much more starstruck. Which, of course, fed the magician’s ego well.

    ❝ Eh, don’t even worry about it. I can fix that. If it’s an autograph you desire, Trixie will deliver! ❞ She offers confidently, horn already glowing. Sure enough, a blank sheet of paper appears and hovers next to her in a lilac glow. Looking over at it, she taps her chin in thought. ❝ Unless you’d prefer something else... This is a little boring. Hm.. perhaps... ❞ Suddenly, she started to brainstorm.

    ❝ A mug? Oh, maybe a teacup instead! That’s more original. ❞ As soon as they were mentioned, both items also popped up, floating next to the piece of paper. Celestia knows where she was getting these things from - but... at least her magic was evidently improving, since she could now do so in the first place? ❝ No, no... What if the autograph washes off? ❞ She questions.

    ❝ Or maybe a hat - wait, no, that’s MY hat. I left it at home but I’d recognize it anywhere. Sorry, can’t give that away... Um... a picture! That would work! ❞ Next to her hat appears a flashy picture of herself on stage, but she still looked unsure. ❝ ...It’s kind of small though. I mean, you seem like such a big fan, you deserve something more like... ❞ The next item to appear is a poster, and she unfolds it to reveal what seems to be an advertisement for one of her recent bigger shows. She smiles a satisfactory smile.

    ❝ This will do! Do you have a marker on you? ❞ She pauses, then laughs at herself. ❝ Right. Sorry. You don’t need to worry about that either. ❞ A marker appears, and right after she decides to flash all the objects she won’t be using back to where they belong. Probably. Just in case, she just puts the hat on top of her head. No way was she going on a wild goose chase for that like she had Twilight’s map.

      Much as Thorax had tried to remain unnoticed, apparently it hadn’t quite worked. He shouldn’t really have had much hope just considering his appearance. Parties were fun, especially when set up by Pinkie herself, but the overall atmosphere was still taking some getting used to. The changeling had found himself gravitating toward the punch bowl for quite some time already, feeling more comfortable among the refreshments – until hearing Trixie’s voice by his side.

      ❝ Oh! Trixie! ❞ Her blunt so-called greeting doesn’t deter him really, his own greeting as cheerful as ever. Antlers lit with neon blue magic to gently place his own cup down beside him. Eccentric as she was, Thorax was actually quite happy to see her, giving her a bright smile.

      ❝ Of course we’re friends! It’s really nice to see you. ❞ He pauses, a hoof lifting to tap at his chin in thought. ❝ I guess I could invite you, sure. But we’re friends; my kingdom is always open to you, Trixie. And I think the others would love to see your show! ❞

      She smiled a tiny bit wider upon seeing that she was seemingly much welcomed. It always felt good to be greeted fondly, considering she was used to only receiving the opposite kind of response for the longest time. 

      ❝ It’s good to see you too, Thorax. ❞ Trixie replies after taking a sip out of her cup. She wasn’t really anywhere near as close with him as she was with Starlight, considering she didn’t see him that often, but it’s hard to ever be upset with his generally positive and kind energy.