How to be Great and Powerful

>Ever since you were a little girl, you've always liked magic.

>Anything related to magic really.

>Tricks.

>Spells.

>Illusions.

>But most of all, the stories.

>You love fairy tails.

>Especially the ones with a knight in shining armor willing to help the damsel in distress.

Okay, now watch closely!

>I guess what i really mean by all of this is, i've always wanted to see real magic.

Aaaand POOF! It's gone!

>"Wooooow!" says the group of children you are currently entertaining.

>You always liked seeing the look of amazement on people's faces, especially children.

>Their amazement and wonder remind you of how you viewed magic at their age.

Are you all ready for the big finale?

>"Yeeeah!"

Here we go!

>You take out your wand.

>You start saying some mumbo jumbo.

>You give the wand a final flick.

>Fireworks come out and shoot towards the sky.

>"WOOOOOOOOOOW!"

>You are Trixie, "the Great and Powerful".

>This is your life.

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>Day big finish at Equestria High.

>It's just like any other day.

>Sit on a bus.

>Go to school.

>Sit in class.

>Go to lunch.

>Go back to sitting in class.

>Go back home.

>This school seems to suck the life out of you, and ruin your days.

>Your hobby, magic, just doesn't seem to be making your peers happy anymore.

>you wish you could.

>You are an entertainer first after all.

>Seeing smiles is what makes your day.

>It may not seem like it, but it's true.

>"Oh look, we have a talent show coming up!" says some random kid.

>Talent show?

>You walk up to the info board.

>There it is.

>Equestria High talent show.

>This Friday.

>THIS FRIDAY?!

>THATS IN 2 DAYS!

>OH FUCK YOU NEED TO PREPARE.

>WHAT ARE YOU EVEN GONNA DO?

>YOU CAN'T JUST DO YOUR NORMAL SHTICK, EVERYONE'S SEEN IT!

Oh maaaan...

>The final bell rings and everyone starts to head home or get stuff from their lockers.

>You just head to the auditorium and sit down.

>You can see that it's being set up for the talent show.

>You stand on the stage, looking at all the chairs.

>You close your eyes.

>You imagine all of the seats being filled.

>You smile.

Now witness the Great and Powerful Trixie!

>You do all your motions.

>At the end, you pose.

*clap clap clap clap clap*

>You open your eyes in a flurry.

>Someone is sitting down in one of the front row seats.

H-how long where you there?

>The boy in the beanie stands up.

>"You must have something great planned huh?" he asks.

You... i... of coarse i do. I'm the Great and Powerful Trixie after all.

>You act narcissistic like usual.

>It seems to be your defence mechanism.

>In all honesty, you STILL haven't thought of what to do for it.

>"I can't wait to see it. I've been to every one of your exhibitions. I'm a big fan."

>A fan?

>I have a fan?

>I didn't know small town magicians like me could have fans.

What's your name?

>His smile goes down a few pegs.

>It finally dissipates.

>"can you get off the stage, i need to set up the wires..." he says looking away.

>That's very strange.

S-sure... i will comply.

>You start to step do-

>"Here, let me help you, it's a doozy getting down."

>He practically offers his hand to you.

>Going back to acting nice?

>This is a strange boy.

>You make your way down.

Thank you...

>He stares at you.

Ahem... boy...

>he gets on the stage and goes to the back.

>Why didn't he want to tell you his name?

>Was he just embarrassed or something?

>I guess that could be the reason.

>You should probably be getting home now.

>"Trixie..." he says.

>You turn around.

>"G-good luck. I mean it."

>Wow, he really is a fan.

The great and Powerful Trixie needs no luck... but she thanks you for trying to charm her.

>You grab your stuff and head outside.

>You see your mom.

>You get in the car and set your bag near your feet.

>"How was your day dear?"

Worrisome. I found out that theres a talent show coming up.

>"Oh well i'm sure you'll do grea-

It's this friday.

>You mom stops talking.

Yeah. Like i said. Worrisome.

>"Well i mean, you've had to go through worse right? Remember that one party i took you to?"

Those people were just mean. How was i supposed to know that the woman had an irrational fear of birds.

>"Ornithophobia dear."

How do you even know that word?

>"I had to know about it after what happened."

Ugh...

>"Well... do you think you can prepare in such a short amount of time?"

>You think back to the face on that one boy's face back in in auditorium when you... did what you did.

I... think i might be able to... but i need to be able to come up with something big.

>"Well, how about you go through your fathers stuff?"

YOU'LL LET ME?

>"Heheheh, well... i think you're old enough now. I'm sure he would say so as well if he were still here." she says with a smile.

>You look down and smile a bit.

>Your dad used to be a really good magician.

Thanks mom...

>"You'll do great Trixie dear, just look through his books. You'll think of something."

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>Well, it's friday.

>And it's your time to shine.

>You found something great in your dad's old books.

>Something that ought to wow the crowd.

>welp, lets get going.

>...

>Your feet aren't moving.

>OH GOD YOUR FEET AREN'T MOVING!

>"Nervous?" asks that boy from the other day.

Y-yeah...

>"Well, don't be. You got something great planned right?"

Yeah...

>"Then go out there and show them what makes you the Great and Powerful Trixie." he says pushing you towards the stage with your props.

>You are put in front of everyone.

>The whole auditorium is packed.

>Oh god why did he do that?

>"Introducing Trixie the Great and Powerful! She will now wow you with her magic and illusions! Everyone give it up for TRIIIIXIIIIE!" yells the announcer.

>The crowd starts to cheer.

>Oh, that's why he did that.

>You stare at the crowd.

>The clapping and cheers stop.

>Okay Trixie, let's go.

BEHOLD, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!

>You take out your wand in a puff of smoke and sparks.

>The crowd claps a bit.

>You roll your prop cart near you.

FOR MY FIRST TRICK, I WILL REQUIRE TWO VOLUNTEERS.

>People start raising their hands.

>You're gonna need two skinny people for this one.

>Oh, there's two.

>And they're right next to each other.

YOU TWO IN THE BACK WITH THE DUCK LIPS, COME ON UP!

>The crowd starts to laugh.

>Oh fuck, you just insulted two of your classmates.

>My bad...

>They come down to the stage, you help them up.

I WILL NEED YOU BOTH TO HOLD HANDS.

>They do so.

>You cuff them.

PLEASE SHOW THE CROWD THAT YOU ARE HANDCUFFED. PULL AGAINST IT TO SHOW THEM YOU ARE REALLY LOCKED TOGETHER.

>They pull and start to freak out.

DO NOT WORRY, FOR THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE CAN FIX THIS!

>With slide of hand, and a button built into both cuffs, you make them disappear.

>The crowd applause.

>You help the girls back down.

>Onto the next trick then.

>You take out the vase full of flowers.

THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE WILL NOW SHOW YOU HOW MUCH OF A GREEN THUMB SHE HAS.

>You tap the vase twice.

>More and more flowers pop up.

>Basically you rigged the bottom of the vase to a holster underneath that shoots up more flowers.

>The crowd starts to applaud even more.

>You feel like this isn't so bad.

>You put one trick after another, putting more and more smiles on the faces of the crowd.

>This is great.

>This is what you wanted.

>This is-

>"THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE EVERYBODY, GIVE HER A HAND!" says the announcer.

>OH FUCK YOU WASTED YOUR TIME LIMIT.

WAIT, BEFORE I LEAVE THE STAGE, I HAVE ONE LAST BIG TRICK.

>You wait for the announcer to say it's cool.

>"One last trick, and then on to the next talent!"

>Thank you random announcer guy.

>Time to really show the crowd how great and powerful you are.

FOR MY LAST TRICK, I WOULD LIKE TO TELL YOU ALL JUST ONE THING.

>You step onto the prop cart.

DON'T BLINK.

*BOOM*

>The only thing everyone can see is pyrotechnics, confetti, and monopoly money because you ran out of confetti.

>You didn't disappear, all you did was put yourself inside the prop cart.

>You hear them all cheer and "woooo".

>You use the gears withing the cart to move it by itself to the curtains.

>That ought to give them another wow.

>You check through the peephole to make sure no one is there,

>When you know it's clear, you get out of the cart and-

>"Wow, that show was amazing." said the boy.

>You look at him.

>"W-what? Was it something i said?"

Seriously, what's you name?

>"I can't tell you my name, you'll think i'm an asshole. I'm actually glad you don't know me."

>...

You're that racist boy the school's always talking about aren't you?

>"I'm NOT a racist!"

So then it is you. Norman was it?

>".... yeah... Norman..." he says looking away.

>So this is why he didn't tell you.

>He didn't want you to think one of your fan's was a shitty person.

Thanks for pushing me onto the stage. I probably wouldn't have gone on if it weren't for you.

>"I uh... your welcome..." he says scratching his head.

>He looks a little flustered.

>He must really be a big fan.

>That's actually kind of cute.

So tell me more about how you aren't a racist. I'd like to get to know the great and powerful fan of Trixie.

>You want to know about the boy who actually got you through all of this.