Twilight sighed and knocked her hoof against the door which Spike was behind, her eyes damp with tears that she refused to let flow down her cheeks, herself and Rarity had spent almost all of the afternoon looking through countless amounts of books and scrolls trying to find some way of reversing the spell that she had placed upon Spike. She had found things that were like the spell she had cast on him but not her specific spell, probably because it was one of Starswirl's old spells which she had tweaked slightly to be slightly more effective than the previous iteration of the spell. She also realized that she had cried enough these past couple of hours and crying more would further distance Spike from herself and Rarity something that she couldn't afford, especially right now with everything that was happening. She rested her ear against the door and listened for any sign of noise from the other side and luckily she was able to hear something, the clangs and clatters of Spike picking up certain objects in the room and then placing them back down and the squeak of a couple of floorboards as his feet went over a certain section of his room again and again. Twilight had always promised that she'd use some kind of magic spell to fix the problem but Spike insisted that she get some other pony to do it because he was frightened that she'd blow a hole in his floor, she giggled softly at the fond memory and listened as the pacing around his bedroom stopped for a moment before continuing once more, she presumed that Spike had wondered what that was but shook it off obviously still very deep in his own thoughts about the strange situation that he had found himself in.”What will you do when you arrive back in Canterlot, Spike?” Twilight asked aloud, hoping that the dragon would hear her question and give her some kind of reply.
Spike had no idea how to answer the question, he didn't know what to answer the question with without further hurting the poor mare. He leaped onto the bed and swung his feet gently off the edge. He frowned when he noticed that he still wasn't able to touch the ground from wherever he was sitting at and longed for the day that he would grow up to be a big tall dragon like he was assured his mother and father were. The silence hung heavy in the air like a storm cloud that had yet to release the copious amount of rain it had stored inside it, Spike couldn't bring himself to break it and on the other side of the door Twilight couldn't bring herself to say anything more lest she further annoy Spike. Spike sighed deeply and leaped off the bed and onto the floor, staring at the door “I-...” the silence had been broken by Spike, and Twilight immediately straightened herself and listened for the dragons reply “Princess Celestia?” He suggested, shrugging his shoulders “I could stay with the princess since she is the one who found my egg….” He paused and leaned picked up a framed photograph of himself and Twilight, Twilight had a bright beaming smile plastered on her face whereas Spike had a relatively normal smile. His face was dirty and the closer he looked at the picture the more he noticed that Twilight had little flecks of mud and dust scattered on her fur, he grinned as the memory invaded his head. He could see it being played in his head as though it were a projector at a cinema, however just before the two were about to do the thing that had gotten them both so muddy his head seared with pain, his claws went to the sides of his head and desperately massaged his temples in a vain attempt to try and calm the self-induced headache down. It had worked but only briefly as the memory that Spike was seeing was still being played with the mare he was with Twilight was now all faded and blurry and whenever she spoke to Spike her speech was garbled and gibberish until finally the memory ended and Spike stumbled for a few seconds before regaining his composure and opening his eyes which he didn't even realized that he had closed “I need to pack, if you would like to help me then thank you if-….” He paused and turned to the door sighing softly “If not then please leave me be. I would appreciate it if you wrote a letter to Princess Celestia informing her of the situation?”
Twilight sighed and looked down at her hooves, nodding her head as though he would be able to see her do such a thing “Yes, of course.” she said in reply, her words shaky and full of emotion which Spike of course picked up on, Twilight turned away from his door and trotted off down the corridor taking a right she bumped into Rarity who had been listening to the whole conversation, she yelped of course at the impact but managed to compose herself before saying “Spike is still going. I don't know what we can do anymore.” Rarity thumped Twilight on the upside of her head, eliciting a yelp of pain from the fellow unicorn “What in the hay was that for?!” She exclaimed getting ready to return the thump that Rarity had generously given her.
“Darling, didn't you say once that negativity is for ponies who have stopped trying?” Twilight nodded her head, puzzled expression on her face. Rarity tutted slightly and allowed her eyes roll a smile soon making its way onto her lips soon after “Listen, I managed to find something that may help us bring Spikey-Wikey back to us but we must act fast!” Twilight's eyes lit up at her words and she allowed Rarity to drag her off down the hall “To the library!” Rarity shouted “No time to waste!” she quickly added sounding more like some kind of super hero from one of Spike's comic books than a fashionista.