//------------------------------// // Alternate ending (2) // Story: Everypony Hates Spike // by Pony-Berserker //------------------------------// I still don’t know how I managed to get to Zecora’s hut before those mares could hogtie me and beat me up. Unfortunately, not all the ponies were afraid to run into the Everfree Forest, so I had to find another way to escape. Why was Zecora’s hut the safehouse? Well, that’s simple. The ponies are still afraid of her. When I opened the door to her house, she went outside and made the mares scream in horror. “Ohmygosh! It’s this wicked witch! And he’s with her! She’s gonna curse us! Run for your lives!” they panicked and ran away. Zecora sighed. “I can’t find rhymes good enough to express how they drive me mad with their behavior...” But actually, I fell out of the frying pan into the fire because Zecora was still angry at me. She even cast some curse making my scales turn pink. Fortunately, that turned out to be a temporary effect. After she had satisfied herself with cursing me, I began asking her for help. Or begging, to be precise. “Leave my hut, you puny rat!” she shouted, driving me away. I held my ground. “I’m never gonna come here if you help me.” “Get lost or I’ll turn you into... ghost,” she said firmly. “Oh, c’mon. You’re not gonna do that,” I replied, rolling my eyes. She was a good zebra after all. “Fine. Make your business quick or I’m gonna cut off your...” she stopped suddenly and, after a short while, resumed, “um, or I’m gonna hit you with a brick.” I had realized during my escape from Ponyville that Rarity is the only pony I loved and she wass absolutely unreplaceable. That’s why I asked Zecora for something that could reverse the effect of the potion she had drank because of my stupidity. Zecora agreed with a nod. She gave me a vial full of black liquid. It was heavy. “Isn’t it some kind of posion?” I asked uncertainly. “Leave my house, now!” she shouted, throwing an empty vial at me. She didn’t have to repeat. I ran away. I couldn’t stay in the Evefree Forest for the night nor could I remain at Zecora’s hut. Therefore, my only option was to return to Ponyville. Thankfully, most ponies are not as intelligent as I thought. They didn’t recognize me because Zecora colored me pink with her curse. They probably thought that I’m a completely different dragon. Well, Pinkie Pie surely thought that. She was bouncing around me, telling me that I looked like Spike and asking me if I weren’t his cousin or something like this. I made her stop, explaining to her that I was indeed my own twin. I assured her that I was her friend as well. I returned to the library. Twilight, however, didn’t began another of her rants but instead, she had a ‘Rainbow Dash moment’ as she burst into laughter upon seeing me. “Very funny, really,” I commented coldly and went to the basement. At least, she wasn’t angry at me anymore. She grounded me later, though. The pink scales effect went off after two days. During this time, Pinkie kept coming to the library, asking for my “twin”. Finally, Twilight told her that my twin left the town and was never going back. That upset Pinkie for a while but she was back to her usual happy self, when Twilight asked her to prepare a ‘we’re-not-gonna-see-Spike’s-twin-anymore’ party. After my scales had turned purple again, I was ready to visit Rarity. The potion I had given her was still working, so she nearly vomitted, when I entered her boutique. “Um, Spike! I don’t feel good. I think I might be allergic to dragons! BLURP!” she said and then belched. “Ugh, that wasn’t ladylike...” “I have a cure for you. It’s from Zecora,” I said to her, showing her the vial. “Gimme that!” she grabbed the potion and drank her in a few loud gulps. “Ugh. Absolutely disgusting! Actually, how did you know I need it?” she asked, giving me a suspicious look. “Um, dragon intuition, heh.” I laughed nervously. “Oh, my dear Spikey-Wikey always knows everything. I feel better now, indeed.” She patted me on the head. Somepony knocked on the door. “Oh, it’s my date!” she said excitedly as she was going towards the door. “Your date?” I asked, quite abashed by this. I mean, I should have expected that she could be dating somepony but... “Yes, my date,” she said nonchalantly and the opened the door. “Lyra, darling, I’m so happy you came!” “Lyra is your date!?” I was absolutely shocked. Rarity was into mares!? “Yes, this is going to be our first date,” she said happily. “I know you didn’t know I’m into mares but, um, you see, Spike, sometimes a lady needs to change her attitude.” “What do you mean?” I inquired. “Two days ago some stallion sent love letter to nearly all mares in Ponyville. All mares but me!” she said in her dramatic tone of voice, pretending to be fainting. “He thought I was ugly! How am I ever going to find a stallion if I’m ugly!?” she continued her hysteria. She added after she had calmed herself down: “And this is why I decided to date a mare.” I faceclawed. So this was all my fault that Rarity began dating mares? I sighed and then walked out of the boutique. So, was there any love awaiting me in Ponyville? I was walking aimlessly around Ponyville, thinking about eventes that had taken place during last few days. I made nearly everypony hate me. They didn’t want to beat me anymore but all the mares looked at me with disgust. I had no idea if I could really make things better. It seemed that there was no chance I could find love. Suddenly, I heard a familiar rustic voice. “Um, Spike?” I turned around. It was Apple Bloom. “Hi, Apple Bloom. What’s up?” I asked. That was quite unexpected. She rarely talked to me. “Um, Ah was wonderin’ if you could go with me to the schoolparty tomorrow,” she asked, blushing. “Me?” I sputtered, dropping my jaw. “Um, Y’see, Ah overheard that Sinps and Snails were planning to ask me out and, y’know, I don’t wanna go with ‘em and I like you but if you don’t wanna go, that’s okay,” she said as quick as she could, making her speech nearly unintelligible. I looked at her, pretty abashed. “So, um, I’ll be goin’,” she saddened and turned around. “Okay, I’ll go,” I blurted out finally. “Great! I gotta say this to Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle! See you, Spike!” she exclaimed happily and then ran away, shouting: “Guys! He said ‘yes’!” Well, maybe there was a chance after all?