Title:           Normal Norman- Trixie's Bet (Unfinished)
Author:          Norman_Normal
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First Edit:      Wednesday 27th of August 2014 07:16:55 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 27th of August 2014 07:16:55 AM CDT

By Anonymous
 
>Being Norman
>getting real sick and tired of bullshit at school
>rarely get free time for Xbox
>One day, Purple starts yelling about needing to try out some magic stuff on her own.
>I've honestly stopped caring now, so I let her go.
>realize I've finally got time for gaming after-school
>get home and boot up the system.
>start playing _COD.
>put on headset and begin to play
>Go through the sessions, leading teams with warlike tactics and helping out any new players
>Actually start feeling good about the situation on school.
>"Wait a minute, is that the racist?"
>ohshit.jpg
 
>"Holy shit! that is!"
>Oh man, this can NOT be happening. Not here.
>A second voice, "Seriously? Man, I can't wait to tell everyone that the racist plays COD."
>"You realize we're playing too right?"
>I recognized the voices as being some of the nerds at school
>the first voice belonged to some guy with teal skin who always wore some stupid magic hat
>the next one was some pale kid with green hair, not exactly the smartest bunch
>I'll never get this town
>I try to make peace- "Look dudes, I'm just trying to play the game".
>Suddenly a third voice began talking, and I recognized her immediately.
 
>"What are you two idiots blabbering about, I, the great and multitalented Trixie ,requires your assistance!"
>Great, not only did I run into 3 people from school, but one of em's the lightblue girl, i just hope she doesn't remember me.
>"Oy, Trixie, the racist kid from school is playing"
>"WHAT!" she yells, almost breaking my eardrums.
>she remembers me.
>"Heeeeeeey, Lightblue how do ya do?," I try saying to change the subject "Didn't realize you were into games"
>"G-g-games, you say?" She said defensively "W-w-why you mustn't think this is a normal occurrence, I am just... helping these two idiots play their silly game,"
>I checked her profile
>She had every achievement in 20+ games.
>I'd actually be impressed if she wasn't such a witch.
>"A-anyway, why should I defend myself anyway, you're just a nobody compared to me"
 
>considering all the shit I've been through, it's nice having a bit of leverage on someone.
>"So," I begin, " I guess you wouldn't mind if I told the whole school about how 'The Magnificent Trixie" is a girl gamer who spends her nights with nerds,"
>I think I actually heard a gasp.
>"Show's what you know," says the teal guy
> "Yeah,Trixie loves playing with us, isn't that right?'
>These poor fools.
>"Quiet! I will not have my reputation be tainted by this- this, insolent racist,"
>by now just about everyone from the game has left, guess they didn't care about some random high school drama.
>"Alright, I'm not new to this game, what is it you want for your silence?"
>This gets me for a while. What IS it I want? It's not like she's can stop a whole semester of teasing.
>Then I get the perfect Idea.
>"How about... you have to go a full week of school, wearing an outfit of my choosing."
>the pale kid butts in, "A racist, and a pervert! How dare you talk that way to-" "Silence, you!" she interrupts.
>"...and if I agree?" she says.
>"Then this game never happened."
>It was a gamble in itself, really. If she backs out than I can add another name to my long list of insults.
>"Of course" I add, "Pale Kid and Teal can't talk about this with anyone."
>"Grrrr" she growls, "Fine, I accept your silly proposal."
>"Great, we can discuss the details at my house. Oh and one more thing"
>I go back to the game just in time to shoot a well timed headshot, before the end of the session.
>"Good game"
 
>I had found out that Lightblue lived at the far end of town.
>This gave me time to ask Aryan Beauty to help me out.
>I felt horrible about bringing her into this, but I needed the perfect outfit to treat Lightblue a proper lesson.
>Luckily, I was able to get to her home before my watch hit 7:00.
>"Aryan Beau- I mean- Rarity, I need your help!" I shout as I bang the door.
>I heard footsteps walk up to the door and some mumbling about rocks
>"- I still can't believe it was worth nothing." "wait, Norman, what are you doing here?"
>"Listen Rarity, I need a dress,"
>She looks me up and down, "Norman, I try not to believe the things I hear about you but this is pretty surprising."
>I need to learn how to say things in way that doesn't ruin me.
>"What? Oh, no,dear god, no" "It's for a girl"
>The look that came next nearly broke my heart.
>"Oh, I... I didn't realize you were in that kind of relationship with someone.
>I REALLY need to learn how to say things in way that doesn't ruin me.
>"JUST A FRIEND" I add quickly, "It's just for a friend."
>That seemed to ease her, but not fully, "Oh, well then, what kind of dress would you need? Of course, this... friend, would need to come her so I can take her measures.
>There goes leaving her out of this as much as I can.
>"Well, I was hoping you could make this kind of dress for her."
>I pull out a picture to show her what I mean [pic related]
>"A maid costume?" she says with a look, "What kind of friend did you say this was?"
>"She's a big fan of maids." I say, hoping she's cool with it.
>"Anyway, I can get her here in an hour or so, is that all right with you?"
>She sighs, "Fine, but only because your a friend I know I can trust, this kind of job would take a lot of materials"
>I say thanks and, after some more chatting with the Aryan Beauty, I head back home to meet up with my 'friend'
 
>I get back home just in time to discover Lightblue got to my house sooner than I expected.
>Apparently she's been yakking it up with my parents talking about all these awards she's won, and how she's the pride of her rich family.
>at least I know how she got so popular.
>I walk into the living room as I see she's the only one sitting down.
>Dad sends a wink at me saying "This one's a keeper", while Mom just sat there listening to Lightblue ramble on.
>The second she saw me, L.B frowned and excused herself to talk to me.
>"Well," she starts, "Shall we 'study' in your room".
>"Don't worry son, we won't disturb you or the pretty lady's 'studying',"
>I almost yakked.
>"Actually, Ligh- Trixie, I was thinking we could head to one of my friends house for... studying"
>I'm not sure what lie she told to my parents on her coming here, so I guess I'll just roll with it.
>"B-but that wasn't in the, oh alright, let's just hurry this up".
>we walked out the door just in time for L.B to miss Mom jabbing Dad with her elbow.
 
>as we walked to Rarity's home, there was something that puzzled me.
>"You aren't exactly the nicest person in school, so why were you acting to polite in front of my parents?"
>she humphed, as she walked with her nose in the air.
>"Some of us, know how to treat those in equal or higher standing,it's not my fault that those at school just don't compare to my magnificence.
>Typical, even when she's being nice, she's just as annoying.
> "Now how long is it until we're at your friend's house, I'm not used to this kind of walking."
>"We're practically there, relax."
>When we arrived at Rarity's home, I was still thinking about how this was going to go down.
>"HER? She's your... friend?" she said with a look of disbelief.
>L.B gasped, "YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T TELL!"
>Uh oh, gotta think fast
>"I'm sorry I told her about your MAID FETISH, but this was the only place I could get a proper outfit"
>"MY WHAT!" she says as she stifles a scream.
>I can tell this won't end well
>"Me and Rarity already talked it over, and she just needs your measurements for the dress."
>"Right, yes... my maid fetish, I sure do love wearing maid outfits" I can hear her teeth grind.
>then Rarity budded in
>"Alright, alright, enough chitchat, I've go measurements to make, Norman you can go home, don't want to give poor Trixie here anymore embarrassment."
>I left thinking about how all of this is going to go down on Monday,