Trixie is not a weak pony. After Ponyville, it only took a week to relocate myself to a nice inn in Trottingham. I should be grateful that I have a place to sleep, three solid meals a day, audiences that love me… but patience is a virtue I don’t possess. It’s taken three months of shows, and I still don’t have half the bits I need for a new caravan, and my freedom.
So one evening, a conpony walks through the door and starts cheating at cards. I figured, “Whats the harm in fleecing him right back? Its easy bits. Nothing can go wrong.”
It was the perfect plan. My only mistake was getting a friend involved.
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