Trixie inhaled sharply, making a tiny gasping sound. Peter had pulled her into an embrace, his warm body temperature spreading throughout her body. Her soaked face buried in his chest, Trixie’s widened eyes glanced up at Peter, but he remained oblivious to her stunned state, clutching the mare ever so tightly. One as proud as Trixie did not enjoy this type of affection, yet she did not attempt to break free, longing to remain in this ‘trapped’ state for as long as time allowed.“You’re wrong.” he whispered, his hot breath tickling the back of her neck. “I happen to like the real you.“Trixie laughed despite herself. Peter’s statement was simple and honest. In most eyes, it would have been deemed childish, or worse, in the Great and Powerful Trixie’s, stupid. However, Trixie buried her face further in Peter’s chest, feeling giddy at the utter foolishness portrayed. There was no humor behind Peter’s smile, only sincerity and understanding.”…why?” she weakly asked, desperate for a valid explanation.Despite his immense strength, Peter held Trixie with extreme care. He knew what it was like to battle insecurities. Trixie only wanted to succeed, and it seemed everypony spat of her hard work. A little white lie was all it took to send her to the top. Trixie knew it was wrong, but she had finally tasted the success that eluded her for so long. That only fueled her insecurity. Without the lie, she was nothing. Now Trixie was a damaged girl who felt she couldn’t accomplish anything.He shook his head. No. She was a girl who made a mistake and paid for it dearly.The Great and Powerful Trixie was the pony Trixie wished she could be: confident, strong, unphazed by the naysayers around her. It was no different with Peter and Spider-Man, but there was a clear difference between him and Trixie. Peter found friends that are helping him through his troubles, but Trixie has been alone for quite some time, feeling that loneliness was a normal aspect. She wished to change. That was clear. She just didn’t have enough faith in herself to try.It was time he changed that.“Because you’resomethingin my eyes,” he finally stated.Trixie shook her head, flustered. Peter was nothing short of a halfwit, but she found herself weak against his words. Numb relief had filled the majority of her body. Peter was there, as her friend, and he told her so with his own words. The sadness that consumed her mind faded into nothingness, allowing Trixie to smile from ear-to-ear. It was fortunate Parker could not see her face. He’d ruin the moment with one of his ridiculous puns. Trixie broke away from the stallion’s embrace, but the smile on her face remained intact.“You’re an idiot,” she sniffed, trying her best to wipe her face clean of any evidence leading to crying. “Thank you.”