Ponies are friends, not food.

by Zeyon The Green

Awakening the beast

The morning light shined into library’s living quarters. Twilight grumbled as she turned away from the annoying beams. A pillow soon covered her head and her blankets were pulled tighter around her sleeping form.

“Princess, just 5 more minutes. I studied extra hard for that test…” Twilight grunted. “Just put the sun back for a bit, just this one time…”

Luckily for Spike his basket was far from the light’s path. He was snoring comfortably, blissfully ignorant of the incoming nuisance. The bedroom doorknob twisted, and owl silently flew through the opened door. The Owl’s mistress did not stir from the little flyer, but then again she wasn’t his target. It was their little ritual after Owlowiscious had moved in; it was how they always swapped shifts of being Twilight’s assistants

“Hoo,” the library owl pecked the little sleeping dragon in the head. Owlowiscious knew this wouldn’t hurt the hard headed dragon. Spike writhed in bed, as he tried to shoo Owlowiscious away. The owl dodged the sleepy claw easily, and nipped Spike’s light green ear frill.

“Rarity dearest, could you stop biting me please. I don’t feel like being kinky tonight. Let’s go back to cuddling,” A smile curled on his lips as he grasped his pillow and rubbing his hand through the pillow’s “mane.” After a quick hoot, Owlowiscious impatiently bit him again as hard as he could, Spike dropped the pillow. “Twilight, I don’t wanna go home Rarity wants me here. You never let me do anything fun. The books aren’t going anywhere. That’s it you aren’t going to be allowed to the wedding.”

“HOOOOO!” Finally having enough of this foolishness, Owlowiscious hooted right in the dragon’s ear frill. Spike awoke screaming with eyes wide, he flipped out of his woven nest and face planted on the hard wood floor. After rubbing his face with a claw Spike scrambled to his feet and grabbed the first book he could get his claws on. He threw the book missing the avian attacker by a mile. After blinking several times, he noticed Owlowiscious glaring at him. His gaze returned the implied anger back to his hooting alarm clock.

“Owlowiscious, how many times have I told you? DON’T! DO! THAT!” His hollering reverberated through the room. The Owl flew up to the rafters and settled down to rest. “That’s it run away again; I’ll settle this with you some day. One day when I am big I’ll be able to reach up there and then…”

“And, you’ll what Spike?” The dragon gulped loudly, as he turned to see his frowning unicorn sister. Her eyes were closed but Spike knew that if she could look at him it would be akin to Fluttershy’s stare. A voice in his head was yelling tread carefully, or she’ll give you chores until you drop.

“Um heh, I’d thank him for waking me up in time to get your coffee started.” He was down the stairs in a sprint that was quite impressive for someone who usually waddles along.

“That’s what I thought.” Twilight yawned and rubbed her head. “Good morning Owlowiscious, sleep tight.”
When he reached the coffee pot, Spike gave a sigh and started the coffee grinder. He started thinking of the most fun ways to retaliate to the bird. “That owl is going to get it sometime.”

As he finished filling the coffee maker, he turned it on listening to the loud percolation. The next task was to walk into the library to get Twilight’s to-do list scrolls. The 5 of them were stacked on Twilight’s desk; he opened the one labeled morning routine. He wondered why she needed so many schedules, when they already set the schedule up since arriving in Ponyville years ago. Spike returned to the kitchen as he read the first entry.

“Oh. It’s bran muffin day. Yeech!” Spike grimaced at the thought of another bran muffin. “These ought to be banned by Celestia.” After putting down the schedule, he grabbed two bran muffins, and opened the window. He threw his bran muffin away as hard as his little muscles could throw. “What Twilight doesn’t know can’t hurt me.”

“Yay! I didn’t know it would rain muffins today. Thank Celestia,” a bubbly voice said in the street below the window. A few seconds later the pony spit the muffin out beginning to tear up. “Yuck! That’s a horrible muffin, what did I do to offend you Princess? Why have you forsaken me?”

“Huh, Derpy hates them too.” From the open window, Spike was laughed to himself. He was about to look for an alternate breakfast source, but before Spike had a chance to look he heard Twilight’s hooves hit the floor above loudly. That always meant trouble, grumpy wizard big sister trouble.

“Spike! Why haven’t you got me my scroll yet, you know I can’t think in the morning without my coffee. ” Spike grabbed the scroll and dashed for the stairs.

“Don’t worry Twilight, here I come. It’s bran muffin day, your favorite practical meal.” As Spike started his ascent, Twilight stood at the top of the stairs rubbing her eyes with her right forehoof. She placed her left forehoof at edge of top stair, it slipped to the next level. The sleep dazed Twilight didn’t have a second to react before she started falling flank over teakettle. Thinking quickly of his safety, Spike jumped off the staircase, landing on one of Twilight’s reading pillows.
Twilight fell down the stairs and landed in a heap of books, Spike flinched at the impact. It was painful sight for Spike to see. Her head was parallel with the ground, and her back was against the bookshelf. An avalanche of the library’s heaviest books had fallen on her head and one was even impaled by her horn.

“Ow. Twilight are you ok? Should I move you? Are you conscious?” Spike looked at his caretaker with concern. She didn’t answer. Spike carefully reached his claw over to her body. When he was about to touch her, Twilight fell belly first on a pile of books at spines at odd angles.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!” Twilight screamed. “Ouch, well I’m awake now. Ugh. Spike could you move these books and then maybe go get Applejack and a wagon. I think I may need to have a chiropractic session with Fluttershy.”

“Wow Twilight, I thought you would be crying for sure from a fall like that.” Spike started moving the books carefully, and setting them aside. As he placed her down on the library floor he assessed the damage. Twilight’s eyes were closed and it was obvious that she was holding back tears. “Would a pillow help, Twilight? Oh and here is your muffin.”

“Um sure, Spike that would be lovely,” Twilight said through grit teeth. Spike set the muffin next to Twilight’s mouth. As Spike walked away Twilight opened her eyes, and started to cry. “No no no, this can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. How will I live without it?”

“Twilight? What’s wrong? Are you bleeding?” Spike’s eyes were wide as he stood over his sister. “Answer me!”

“Oh Spike it’s horrible, I impaled my first edition of Daring Do’s fifth book.” Twilight’s tears were starting to form a small puddle, and moistening her muffin.

“Really Twilight?” Spike face palmed, “I thought it was something important! Don’t scare me like that. I’ll be back with AppleJack.” Thinking to himself, well if she cares about books over her own pain, then she is fine. Physically, any way.

At the library entrance Spike took a look back at the injured unicorn to make sure she was well for the time being. Suddenly, a strange feeling over whelmed his consciousness. His eyes became reptilian slits, his tongue fell from his open mouth as saliva began to drip on the floor, and he bared his teeth as if ready to bite something. This feeling lasted for about 30 seconds before Spike shook his head, and returned to normal. “Huh blacked out for a second. Well, Bye Twilight.”
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It was a beautiful Sunday morning and every pony seemed to be about. Spike was surprised that everyone wasn’t sleeping in that morning. Of course being cold blooded, Spike did not know how hard it was to sleep in the summer heat. The road to Sweet Apple Acres had a surprising amount of hoof traffic; it looked like every single mare in Ponyville was walking that way. Soon Spike was alone on the road as the mares made it down the path.

“That’s good for the Apple family, must be here for apples.” Spike smiled knowing how hard his friend worked for that farm. A growl made him stop in his tracks. “Oh yeah I forgot to get something to eat.”

Spike saw the first of apple trees coming onto Apple family property. He was sure that if he paid Applejack for it she wouldn’t mind. Jumping over the fence Spike started to climb the tree. As he was climbing he heard a stampede coming down the road. A herd of mares ran down the path, and he heard a familiar yell coming from behind the herd.

“Run ya varmints, watching my brother working in the mud. Ah don’t care if he is the most handsome stallion in all of Equestria, he’s self conscious around mares and ah can’t get a lick of work out of him with you gawking at him through the trees.” Applejack was livid. At her hooves was a barking Winona and beside her a giggling Apple Bloom with saddlebag. The mares had all disappeared after hopping the fence.

“Golly Sis, ya think that Big Mac is that shy?” Apple Bloom asked through a mile wide smile. “Big Bro is awfully friendly with that Miss Hooves and they seem to be quite fine even though he is shy around mares.”

“Never you mind, Applebloom these jezebels are just looking at him like he’s a piece of meat. That and they think they’d be a better match for him than Derpy. They are just going to try to get him into the hay. Ah’ve seen how she treats Dinky and ah think that he sees her mother as something special. You might be going down the aisle again as a flower filly.” AppleJack seemed to be almost teary eyed, but it was short lived. Applejack stomped her hoof. “Also we can’t have so many trespassers on our land, who knows if they would do something to hurt our trees.”

“Hey AJ! I was looking for you.” Spike waved from a tree with an apple in hand. He raised the apple to his mouth.

“SPIKE!” The sudden outburst from the farmer caused Spike to fall out the tree he climbed into “Put that apple down right now, these apples are for an order.”

“Jeez AppleJack, you didn’t have to yell that loud.” Spike brushed off a layer of dirt off his scales. “I just skipped breakfast cause it was bran muffin day.”

“Well the picnic is in 3 hours, Ah think yah can wait until then. Ah’m bringing the rest of the fritters that Pinkie didn’t eat.” Applejack blushed. “Ah went over board at the reunion; we had so many Ah don’t know what we would have done without her. Ah got the family to make thousands of them.”

“Really how many are left? Knowing Pinkie not a lot, I bet. ” Spike grinned, just thinking of the Pink dynamo.

“Yeah, ah only snagged like 2 for everyone but her. Ah almost lost them before they went into her mouth too. Don’t know how she can stomach all that, Ah would have had to apple buck the whole property to run those off.” Applejack laughed while wiping her brow. “Oh well, it’s Pinkie right?”

“Yeah what can you do?” Spike remembered why he came, and looked alarmed. “Oh no I forgot Twilight needs your cart to pick her up.”

“What’s wrong Sugarcube? What does she need it for she isn’t bringing study books for some test or something? She’s not flipping out like that one time right?” AppleJack looked spooked and Apple Bloom dashed under a bush.

“Twilight ain’t tryin’ to get me to play with that doll again? Is she?” A pair of eyes asked from the nearby bush. ”Oh no I wonder if Sweetie and Scoot are okay.”

“No, no, not another mental break down,” Spike waved his claw. “She kind of fell down the stairs and needs to be taken to the park to get a chiropractic session with Fluttershy before the picnic. So it’s nothing to worry about. Well, mentally anyway.”

“Ouch well, Ah’ll swing around in a little bit. Come on Winona, we Need to go back and get the wagon.” Applejack turned to Apple bloom’s hiding place. “Can you patrol for more love sick mares, AB?” A pair of eyes looking out of the bush shook up and down.”

“Ah Sure can. Maybe Ah can get a bodyguard Cutie Mark.” Apple bloom walked out of the bush to pick up a stick with her mouth and waved it about like a sword. “Yeh cun count oun be.”

“Just be careful, and don’t hit anyone. Just yell like a timberwolf protecting his den, and scare them off.” Applejack started to walk off but turned around and looked. “Ah’ll be back by after sunset and ya best get your homework done ya have school tomorrow.”As AJ turned around and started off, Apple bloom stuck her tongue out at her elder sister. “Ah know ya don’t like homework, but theres more to life than trying to get a cutie mark. And don’t let me catch you doing that again to yer elder young lady.”

“Yeah sis, see you.” Apple bloom rolled her eyes as Applejack left. “Well Spike, whatcha up to now?”

“Well I don’t know getting ready for the party I guess. I dunno what else to do…” Then Spikes stomach started to growl. “Um excuse me AB, but do you have something I can eat? It was bran muffin day today, and I can’t stand that stuff.”
“Bleh, Ah can understand that. Here let me get an apple out of my saddle bag.” AppleBloom looked to her side and laughed. “Oh yeah, the saddle bag got stuck in bush Ah ran into, pretty silly freaking out over Twilight right?”

Apple Bloom turned back to the bush as she reached into the bush for her bag. She had to bend down to get the stubborn straps unstuck from the bush. Spike got a pointblank view of filly flank, and it was wiggling showing off the filly’s chubby cheeks. Spike was overcome with the feeling he had earlier. This time it was stronger than before because his prey was unwary. His eyes became slits and he began to drool. The nice juicy flank of a filly was so tempting to him. In his head a voice was saying bite it, she defenseless eat her. There wouldn’t even be struggle.

“Ah almost got it Spike.” She crouched lower to pull the bag out. Spike’s claws came to rest on her flank. “Uh spike what are you doing? I don’t need you to pull just be patient.”

Spike pulled her towards him slowly and flipped her on her back showing her soft underbelly. He was drooling all over Apple bloom’s leg and growling. His fangs bared and claws ready to rend soft pony flesh. A face of pure terror looked him in the eye, and Apple Bloom began to scream bloody murder. Spike paused for a moment as his eyes returned to normal.

“Apple Bloom what are you doing on the ground what happened to the apples?” She was too far gone in primal fear to notice his return to normalcy. Her legs wildly kicked him smacking spike right in the shins. Spike fell over and grabbed his shins. “Ow. What was that for?”

“I am not a piece of meat. Stay the buck away from me, or I’ll do worse.” At that Apple bloom, ran away from spike as fast as she could. Tears were falling down her cheeks as she ran for the safety of anywhere that wasn’t there. Spike Lay dumbfounded at this scene, as he rubbed his aching shins.

“What the hay just happened?”

Author's Note:

Well I don't know if I should add sex to it because the end there seems like a rape clopfic. It's not meant to be but hey go nuts in the comments. Hopefully continue with this next week.

Comments

[enshems]

dat scene

[punzil504]

Hooves are for shaking, not for baking.
It's Twilight Sparkle, not Twilight with sprinkles.
It is improper to add a Dash of Fluttershy to your Cup Cake.
There's a difference between eating a caesar salad and eating Caesar.

[DarkDMan]

It updated, Yay!
Had some capitalization errors towards the end but not bad.
Don't think the 'sex' tag will be necessary but you could make it look like that's his intention on other mare later.

We know what he really wants, and it's not to rut them. Well, not all of them anyway.

[Zeyon The Green]

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Yeah I have a problem adding too many capitals. I still haven't got that out of my system since elementary school.

Well you can never be too careful on this site. I don't want to freak people out.

[DarkDMan]

Trust me, adding sex would be the least of your worry on this site.
Wanting to eat your friends who just happen to be sexy and delicious. That will freak so people out.
And with that gore tag there, I'm guessing Spike is going to get somepony sooner or later.

[TJHoofer]

“I am not a piece of meat. Stay the buck away from me, or I’ll do worse.”

APPLEBLOOM!?!! Woah! WOAH! Language!

Young lady! In this buckin' household we use a little buckin' word called 'Hay'.

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Honestly... Where the buck do they pick these things up..?

[Faithful Follower]

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