Magicians

A show?

Be Anon.

A transfer student from Manehattan who just so happend to listen in on a conversation on your way out of school.

"Seriously?! A second show? I'm down!"

"Bet, it's at the auditorium again."

Watching the two of em walk away you decided to follow, it might be pretty funny from how it sounded.

The place wasn't really filled with people, only like twenty people showed up in this massive place counting those two guys. All of em have their phones ready for the shitshow that's most likely gonna happen. You decide to just hang back and sit near the exit, never know. The lights dim and the spotlight falls center stage as a girl in a wizard outfit covered in stars walks on stage and bows.

"Thank you all for coming this fine day, The Great and Powerful Trixie will regale you all with a wondrous show!"

The crowd cheers but you notice the phones peaking over the head rests, this is gonna be worth it.

"I understand your disappointment with the fumble last month, but worry not! I have perfected and improved upon my mistakes!"

Damn. Would've wanted to see that if you were transferred here sooner. With a swish of her cape a small table appears behind her and she flicks her hat in the air, landing perfectly on it.

>"that was kinda sick..."

True to her name she was pretty damn great. Every trick was the usual schlock magicians do but she adds a certain flair that made them really enjoyable to watch.

>"the hell were those two talking about?"

Looking back at the audience they still have their phones at the ready like it's going to go bad any second. With another trick finish she flips her hat back on and bows, making you alone stand up and clap for her.

That was a bad idea.

The whole auditorium turn and look at you, some giggling and pointing their cameras at you. Embarrassment slams it's dirty head making you flare up and sit back down in shame. Your eyes back on the stage you notice Trixie staring at you mid bow with a large smile on her face.

Guess it wasn't that bad of an idea.

"T-thank you! You've been a wonderful audience, but I won't end the show without one last trick. Would someone from this lovely crowd join me on stage?"

Everyone starts mumbling to each other ignoring her putting their phones away, some getting up and leaving. She clears her throat and bows once more.

"It's fine, I understand if you all are afraid of the arcane. I wish you all a lo-"

>"I'll do it."

You embarrassed yourself already, might as well go all out. Heading to the stage the remainder start chuckling to themselves pulling out the phones again.

"A truly brave man has came to face the unknown?! Magnificent! Please stand here."

You stand beside her and bow to the crowd, some actually cheer. Though it's just goading.

"Now for the finale I will reward his bravery with full coffer!"

Seemingly from nowhere she lifts your wallet into the air and pulls out all the money inside. The audience gasps as she throws it aside and pulls out a pair of scissors.

"Now watch in amazement!"

You're frozen as she folds the bills and cuts them to ribbons, putting them into her hat.

"Watch as his meager earnings turn to riches!"

Flipping the hat she pulls out the chopped up pieces of money, a look of fear on her face.

"Brooooo! She fucked up bad!"

The audience starts laughing hysterically as she scrambles to pick up the pieces. You try your best not to immediately pummel this chicks face in, that was fifty bucks.

"Nonononono! I-I didn't- I swear I used the prop scissors!"

Without a word you pick up your wallet and start to leave when you feel a pair of hands grab your arm.

"I'm so sorry! I promise to pay you back I SWEAR I-"

You yank your arm away.

>"Don't fucking touch me."

"i-i'm sorry i..."

Her voice starts to crack and the crowd starts to take pictures. One girl pipes up.

"No way is she gonna cry???"

You stop and against your better judgment you look back. She's a mess alright, part of you feels happy that this chick is getting torn apart but dad beat a lesson into you that stuck.

Never make a lady cry.

Groaning in frustration you go back to her and pick up the bits of money much to Trixie's surprise.

* hic * "i'm so s-sorry..."

>"Whatever, let's just get outta here..."