Chapter 4: Blind My Mind
Spike woke up to a voice he had known his entire life. It was Twilight Sparkle telling him to get up.
"Spike, wake up!" the voice spoke warmly.
The dragon pulled the blanket over his head and mumbled something that couldn't be heard.
Twilight used her magic to levitate the blanket up and away from Spike. He looked to the purple pony that had a concerned look on her face, "How are you feeling, Spike?" She wanted to not open any wounds on the dragon. She learned of what had happened the day before about Rarity not returning his feelings.
The dragon sat up in his bed but did not speak. He had just a heartbroken look upon his face.
Twilight felt uncomfortable about speaking, but continued, "Well, you have a visitor downstairs. Take your time." She then placed the blanket on the floor next to Spike's bed before going down the stairs to the main room of the library.
Though he didn't want to move or do anything, the dragon was curious that he had a visitor. Following Twilight down, Spike saw that Sweetie Belle was waiting for him in the library with a basket next to her hooves.
"Hi, Spike," the white unicorn greeted her friend with a warm smile.
"Hey…." Spike replied weakly.
Sweetie Belle's smile quickly disappeared after hearing the response. She had feared he would be gloomy, but she didn't think it would be as bad as he was.
"What brings you over, Sweetie Belle?" Twilight asked in hopes of brightening the atmosphere.
"Oh, well, I thought that Spike could use a pick me up. So, I had Pinkie Pie help me make a picnic for us to have outside of Ponyville. Of course, if that's alright with you, Miss Twilight," Sweetie Belle addressed Twilight Sparkle for permission.
"I think that's a great idea. What do you say, Spike?" the purple mare asked as both unicorns looked at the dragon with hopeful eyes.
Spike was not even looking towards the unicorns. His eyes were looking at the floor beneath his feet. He only uttered the words, "I guess…."
Sweetie Belle wasn't expecting such a detached answer. However, she was relieved that he at least agreed to it, "Well then, let's go! I know the perfect spot!" The filly was praying in her mind that if she could be cheerful, it would rub off on to Spike. She did not like him in this state in the least.
The two youngsters left the library to the hills outside of Ponyville. Sweetie Belle led the way, carrying the basket on her back. She tried a few times to make small talk with Spike, but the conversation was quickly killed each time with his short answers or lack of answers entirely. Eventually, Sweetie Belle gave up, her ears flattening on her head.
When they had finally reached the hill Sweetie Belle had in mind, the filly laid out the blanked under the shade of a large tree. She invited Spike to sit down as she got the food out for them. Spike stared off into space with a melancholic expression, almost ignoring Sweetie Belle when she offered him a cupcake after she sat down next to him. He took one bite before setting it down in front of him on the blanket.
"Spike? Are you okay? You really have me worried," Sweetie Belle asked after taking two large bites from her cupcake.
"Just devastated is all…." Spike's voice was completely depressed.
Sweetie Belle wasn't going to let him get away with that, "Hey! Don't be like that! I know Rarity didn't share your feelings, but it's not the end of Equestria!"
"Yes, it is…."
"Horseapples! You are a great dragon, I'm sure somepony or dragon will come along and be just perfect for you!"
Spike sighed and finally became more active, "That's just it, Rarity was perfect to me. She was graceful, beautiful, elegant, full of charm, and just amazing."
Sweetie Belle kept trying to get through Spike's thick scales, "But you still have the rest of your life ahead of you to find that special pony! Who knows, you might know that pony now." Her face was slightly pink at her last statement.
Spike didn't notice as he was looking down at the pastry that he set down blanket, "I think that pony is Rarity….I honestly want Rarity."
Sweetie Belle's face turned red as she stood up on her hooves and trotted over to the dragon. Placing her front hooves on Spike's chest, she looked at Spike whose eyes in turn met with hers. Spike saw that there were tears in her eyes as she spoke, "Then please….just pretend I'm her." She closed the gap between them and kissed the dragon's lips.