>Removing the hat from her eyes, Trixie noticed she wasn't being bombarded with light.
>In fact it was the opposite, it was pitch black almost.
>The sound of a rough snore came from in front of her.
>Carefully she lifted herself up and saw a form in the bed across from her.
>And to the side she noticed another pony in bed as well.
>Upon closer inspection, Trixie realized it was Maud.
>Her face the same just her eyes were shut.
>"Must be late" Trixie thought.
>With as little noise as possible.
>Trixie got out of bed, and crouched to the floor.
>She looked under her bed and saw her prize.
>A big, brown burlap sack.
>With the ease of a hummingbird.
>Trixie sat the sack on the bed.
>Staring at it.
>Contemplating the choices that have led her here.
>She tied her cape around her neck.
>And adjusted her hat upon her head.
>Gingerly, she stepped over to Maud's bedside.
>Where the neutral toned mare was fast asleep.
>Trixie just stared at her sleeping form for a minute.
>The memories of the last month floating by in her mind.
>Her gut was giving her a definitive answer on what to do.
>But her heart was second guessing itself.
>Using her magic, Trixie untied the bag, and levitated a small object wrapped in brown paper out and placed it on the bedside table.
>A sharp exhale exited Trixie's nostrils.
>She leaned down close to Maud's face.