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“We’re in the middle of a routine.” Drocell pronouced.
“Oh! Hello there, young children. Is this the home a Bellatrix Lulamoon?” Prince Blueblood asked with a fake, charming smile.
Lucius and Drocell exchanged puzzled looks before they spoke. “Who’s asking?” The twins asked similtaneously.
Blueblood scoffed. “Why! I am Prince Blueblood!” He pouted dramatically.
“You don’t look very princey to me…” Drocell muttered under her breath. She was really not liking this fellow so far.
“Lets not stray from topic. Is your mother home?”
“Da.” Lucius nodded. He looked over his shoulder to grab Trixie’s attention. “Mama! Someone named Blueblood is here!” He called.
In the far end of the house, Trixie froze. Did he say Blueblood? Oh no…The blue mare walked slowly over to the door sheepishly before she ushered the twins away with a gentle smile. Her mane was distrayed and rattled with stress, dark bags under her hopeful eyes and a weak smile danced across her face. “Hello, Blueblood.”
“Ah! Trixie! Fantastic to see you again! How are you? How are the twins? Are they doing great with their routines? Are they getting more acts?” Blueblood asked with a wide grin. He was putting on his best show to catch Trixie’s eye once again.
“The Gr-Trixie is fine. The twins are fine…” She looked at the white Unicorn is shock.
“Can I come in? I would adore to see the twins before stage.” He gushed.
The ex-Magician frowned. She knew that he just wanted to get back together for the twins sake. He craved for the popularity. “Trixie says no. I know you just want the attention. Now, Trixie will ask you to leave.” She ordered.
“Mama?” Drocell asked from behind Trixie’s hind leg. “Is he being annoying?”
Trixie smiled. “A little, sweetheart. Let mama handle this.”
“No!” Lucius snapped. He was very smart for his age, and he knew what Blueblood wanted. “Go away! We don’t wanna see you! Leave! I’ll call the police, mister!” He barked.
Blueblood cocked an eyebrow at the foal. “I beg your pardon?”
“Trixie agrees. Leave, Blueblood. I can easily take care of the Foals with Flim on my own! Shoo!” Trixie took a step forewards before her horn was lit with a magenta aura. “You know what I’m capable of…”
Lucius and Drocell praised and squealed in joy at her confidence. They lit their own horns and startled the Prince rather easily. Weakling, isn’t he?
Blueblood frowned and turned on his hooves. “I guess I’ll take my leave. You will never survive on your own, Lulamoon. I suggest you hand the foals over to me before they get hurt.” He swished his blond tail before trotting away before anything else happened.
“Yeah you leave!” Drocell grinned proudly. “C’mon Mama! Lets show you our routine!”
Trixie gave a warm smile before she shut the door. She watched as the Twins preformed stunts, totally unique then other ones they had previously shown. She was proud of her babies. Blueblood wouldn’t touch the twins as long as she lived. And that was a promise.
“Oh! Hello there, young children. Is this the home a Bellatrix Lulamoon?” Prince Blueblood asked with a fake, charming smile.
Lucius and Drocell exchanged puzzled looks before they spoke. “Who’s asking?” The twins asked similtaneously.
Blueblood scoffed. “Why! I am Prince Blueblood!” He pouted dramatically.
“You don’t look very princey to me…” Drocell muttered under her breath. She was really not liking this fellow so far.
“Lets not stray from topic. Is your mother home?”
“Da.” Lucius nodded. He looked over his shoulder to grab Trixie’s attention. “Mama! Someone named Blueblood is here!” He called.
In the far end of the house, Trixie froze. Did he say Blueblood? Oh no…The blue mare walked slowly over to the door sheepishly before she ushered the twins away with a gentle smile. Her mane was distrayed and rattled with stress, dark bags under her hopeful eyes and a weak smile danced across her face. “Hello, Blueblood.”
“Ah! Trixie! Fantastic to see you again! How are you? How are the twins? Are they doing great with their routines? Are they getting more acts?” Blueblood asked with a wide grin. He was putting on his best show to catch Trixie’s eye once again.
“The Gr-Trixie is fine. The twins are fine…” She looked at the white Unicorn is shock.
“Can I come in? I would adore to see the twins before stage.” He gushed.
The ex-Magician frowned. She knew that he just wanted to get back together for the twins sake. He craved for the popularity. “Trixie says no. I know you just want the attention. Now, Trixie will ask you to leave.” She ordered.
“Mama?” Drocell asked from behind Trixie’s hind leg. “Is he being annoying?”
Trixie smiled. “A little, sweetheart. Let mama handle this.”
“No!” Lucius snapped. He was very smart for his age, and he knew what Blueblood wanted. “Go away! We don’t wanna see you! Leave! I’ll call the police, mister!” He barked.
Blueblood cocked an eyebrow at the foal. “I beg your pardon?”
“Trixie agrees. Leave, Blueblood. I can easily take care of the Foals with Flim on my own! Shoo!” Trixie took a step forewards before her horn was lit with a magenta aura. “You know what I’m capable of…”
Lucius and Drocell praised and squealed in joy at her confidence. They lit their own horns and startled the Prince rather easily. Weakling, isn’t he?
Blueblood frowned and turned on his hooves. “I guess I’ll take my leave. You will never survive on your own, Lulamoon. I suggest you hand the foals over to me before they get hurt.” He swished his blond tail before trotting away before anything else happened.
“Yeah you leave!” Drocell grinned proudly. “C’mon Mama! Lets show you our routine!”
Trixie gave a warm smile before she shut the door. She watched as the Twins preformed stunts, totally unique then other ones they had previously shown. She was proud of her babies. Blueblood wouldn’t touch the twins as long as she lived. And that was a promise.
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