Atlas Park.
Lyra Harpsichord layed on the couch, channel surfing when the door to the apartment slammed open, standing there her new roommate Trixie Lulamoon, looking very worse for wear.
"Sooo." Lyra asked, muting the TV. "How was the first day of heroing?"
Trixie stomped to the couch, threw her self on it and screamed into a pillow.
"That bad huh?"
Trixie raised her head. "First, a sewer full of nastiness, then the Rikti War Zone where, big surprise, psionic aliens are immune to illusions, then I helped fight I giant octopus that felt like kicking a puppy and finally on Perigin Island, spending most my time on the ground, getting stepped on." The blue haired woman ranted.
Lyra gingerly patted her back. "So an eventful first day?"
Trixie screamed into the pillow again. "Sweet Celestia's hindquarters, you do this for fun?"
Lyra shrugs. "Well, yeah.... But you are still adjusting, remember, last week you where a pastel unicorn, like Bon bon and I was."
Trixie grumped, it was true, she was originally a pony from Equestria, she had fallen through a portal and ended up human... With tail, in Paragon and it was a big change, anatomy alone was something she was still getting used to... That and diet, her new human body enjoyed meat, something she never would of eaten back home.
Trixie wrinkled her nose. "You wife is not a unicorn, she is a changing, there is a difference."
Lyra sighed, her wife's species had been a point of contention, but Lyra had to help any pony that fell through that portal.... Even if a few had gone bad, like that crazy Pinkie Pie or the Vampire Fluttershy. "Look, the fact my wife is a big woman is not something we need to talk about.... Again, you just need some more heroing experience under your belt.... Or maybe you can do some magic shows?"
The mage sighs, adjusting her purple hat. "Maybe... I'm taking a shower." She gets up, stripping as she went.
Lyra calls out. "Hey, we don't do that in the loungeroom."
She sighs and picks up Trixie's discarded clothes, taking them to the washing hamper and throwing them in, she still needed to teach the former pony about some things before she was ready to live on her own.
Lyra Harpsichord layed on the couch, channel surfing when the door to the apartment slammed open, standing there her new roommate Trixie Lulamoon, looking very worse for wear.
"Sooo." Lyra asked, muting the TV. "How was the first day of heroing?"
Trixie stomped to the couch, threw her self on it and screamed into a pillow.
"That bad huh?"
Trixie raised her head. "First, a sewer full of nastiness, then the Rikti War Zone where, big surprise, psionic aliens are immune to illusions, then I helped fight I giant octopus that felt like kicking a puppy and finally on Perigin Island, spending most my time on the ground, getting stepped on." The blue haired woman ranted.
Lyra gingerly patted her back. "So an eventful first day?"
Trixie screamed into the pillow again. "Sweet Celestia's hindquarters, you do this for fun?"
Lyra shrugs. "Well, yeah.... But you are still adjusting, remember, last week you where a pastel unicorn, like Bon bon and I was."
Trixie grumped, it was true, she was originally a pony from Equestria, she had fallen through a portal and ended up human... With tail, in Paragon and it was a big change, anatomy alone was something she was still getting used to... That and diet, her new human body enjoyed meat, something she never would of eaten back home.
Trixie wrinkled her nose. "You wife is not a unicorn, she is a changing, there is a difference."
Lyra sighed, her wife's species had been a point of contention, but Lyra had to help any pony that fell through that portal.... Even if a few had gone bad, like that crazy Pinkie Pie or the Vampire Fluttershy. "Look, the fact my wife is a big woman is not something we need to talk about.... Again, you just need some more heroing experience under your belt.... Or maybe you can do some magic shows?"
The mage sighs, adjusting her purple hat. "Maybe... I'm taking a shower." She gets up, stripping as she went.
Lyra calls out. "Hey, we don't do that in the loungeroom."
She sighs and picks up Trixie's discarded clothes, taking them to the washing hamper and throwing them in, she still needed to teach the former pony about some things before she was ready to live on her own.
Neph: I wanna fight!