I enjoy reading and writing post apocalyptic and horror stories. However, I do also enjoy a good shipfic every now and then. I especially love TwiSpike and Spike X any of the CMC.
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A young lavender mare was sitting in the library, looking over one of her books, when her scaly friend came walking over to her. He wasn’t interested in conversation, he wasn’t interested in reading, he just wanted to be near the mare which he cared for so much.
“Hey Twilight,” Spike said with a smile.
Quickly, the lavender unicorn looked up to him and returned the smile. “Hey Spike, what is it?”
“Oh nothing,” Spike said as he sat down. “I just wanted to be with my best friend in the world.”
Twilight couldn’t help but blush. “What has gotten into you Spike? It’s like you’re a completely different dragon.”
Spike made a slightly mischievous grin. “Is that necessarily a bad thing?”
“Oh no. I love it, but I just want to know what’s making you act like this.”
“It’s nothing really. I’m just glad to be seeing you more often.”
“Well that’s kind of obvious,” smirked Twilight.
Spike jokingly rolled his eyes. “So what do you want to do today?”
“That’s not random at all,” teased Twilight. “I was actually thinking about saying hi to Fluttershy. It feels like ages since I’ve last seen her.”
“Oh could I come? I wanna see her too. I mean she’s been a good friend of mine since day one.”
Twilight smiled and replied “Of course. After all I’d love to have my best friend in the whole world with me.”
The young dragon let a smile escape his lips and tried to conceal a blush. However, just before Spike could speak, there was a knock at the door.
Twilight quickly stood and levitated her book onto its shelf. “I wonder who that is.”
Spike stood as well and turned to Twilight. “It’s okay. I’ve got it.” However, a certain pink furred pony had a different idea. Fore just as Spike took his first step; a cheerful mare burst through the door and began bouncing in their direction.
“Hi Spikey! Hi Twiey!” Pinkie pie exclaimed.
“Oh hi Pinkie,” Twilight greeted. “What is it?”
“Oh nothing much. The Cakes just can’t find a certain cook book, so I figured that if anypony had a book that I needed it would be you, because you are the book pony after all. Well more of a librarian, but I just like how book pony sounds. Book pony. Book pony. Book pony!”
The young dragon leaned over to Twilight and whispered “Looks like we’ll be going to Fluttershy’s in a few hours instead.”
Twilight let out a faint giggle and looked back to Pinkie Pie. “Well I’ll see what I can do. What’s the book called?”
“Oh it’s called The Big Book of Cakes, Candies, and Biscuits.”
“Uhhh, I’m not exactly familiar with that title, but I’m sure we could find it.”
“Yay!” exclaimed Pinkie, as she cheerfully clapped her hooves together.
“Well,” began Spike, “I’ll be upstairs if anypony needs me… For anything… At all…”
Twilight looked over to him and replied “Oh okay Spike. We’ll let you know.”
As the young dragon walked away he thought to himself ‘Gah! Why can’t I just tell her how I feel already?!’ However, unknown to him was the fact that Twilight’s eyes were tracking him until she was sure he was out of earshot.
The lavender mare looked back to Pinkie Pie and quietly whispered “Hey, can you keep a secret?”
A little purple dragon was sitting on his bed, writing away in his journal, and smiling as he did so. He couldn’t help it after all, every time he would think about Twilight he’d try his best not to smile.
I just love Twilight so much! I mean she’s pretty, she’s smart, she’s cute, and she’s the nicest pony I’ve ever met! She’s perfect! Why hadn’t I figured this out sooner? I only wish that I had spent my time going after her instead of Rarity.
Now I’m not very good at poetry, but I think I’ll give it a go for her.
Every time I look into her eyes I feel like I could fly,
Not once has she ever made me cry,
But every time I want to tell her, I feel like I could die,
So I’ll just leave her with a sigh
And do my best to lie.”
Spike smiled a little and didn’t care when a blush ran across his face. ‘I love Twilight so much’ he thought.
After a few more pages of poetry, the young dragon began to grow bored with writing, despite the fact that he was displaying his unrequited love for Twilight. So he decided to go downstairs and see if she was ready to go to Fluttershy’s cottage.
As Spike crept down the staircase, he could hear Twilight and Pinkie Pie talking. Not being one to eavesdrop, Spike was about to walk into the kitchen and make himself known, but when he heard Twilight say just four words; he stopped dead in his tracks.
“I don’t like Spike. So why am I having these dreams?” asked Twilight.
Pinkie Pie put a hoof to her chin and said “Hmm. Maybe you do like him, but it’s just in your subconscious.”
“No way. He’s like a little brother to me. I mean can you imagine what everypony else would think if they knew we were even talking about this?”
“Twilight, I don’t think it matters what everypony else thinks. I think what matters is what you think.”
“What I think is that Spike would freak out if he knew I was dreaming about him like this.”
“I wouldn’t say that Twilight. Who knows? He may even be flattered by it.”
“Pinkie, I know my best friend. He’d probably run away or something.”
“I don’t think so. I think you should really keep more of an open mind to this sort of thing.”
“No, I don’t like Spike, I never did like Spike, and I need these dreams to stop. It’s too weird.”
The young dragon was just leaning against the wall, with tears running down his face. He wanted to start screaming, start bawling, or punch the wall, but he couldn’t make a sound. ‘She’ll never love me?’ he thought.
Spike couldn’t stand hearing this for another second, so he quickly turned around and shot up the stairs. As he ran a trail of tears followed his every step.
“Twilight, stop being so harsh about it. He’s not the same baby dragon you used to know,” pleaded Pinkie Pie.
The lavender mare let a sigh escape her lips and said “I know. I know. It’s just I don’t want to like him. I can’t like him.”
“So you’re denying everything so you won’t think about it?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“Twilight, if you always deny how you feel, then you’ll never find true love. Trust your auntie Pinkie Pie just this one time.”
The lavender mare smiled slightly. “I know, but if I told him I liked him he’d probably run away.”
Pinkie Pie tilted her head slightly. “Well, do you like him?”
“No. I don’t know. I don’t think so.”
“You don’t think or you don’t want?”
“I-I-I don’t know,” stuttered Twilight.
Pinkie put a hoof on Twilight’s shoulder and kindly said “Twilight, if there’s one thing you should never do it’s fight love. So don’t deny it. If you like him you like him. If you don’t you don’t. You’ll know soon enough… And you do have to admit that he did turn out to be rather cute.”
Twilight couldn’t help but giggle. “Yeah he is kind of cute.”
Pinkie Pie smiled and jokingly shoved Twilight’s shoulder. “See you do have a crush on him you liar!”
Twilight blushed slightly and jokingly said “Oh shut up Pinkie Pie.”
Spike was curled up in his sheets crying his eyes out. ‘Why!?’ he thought, ‘What did I do wrong? I tried everything to get her to like me! She hates me! God why does she hate me!?’
The little dragon pulled the sheets over his head and used them to dry up some of his tears. However, they were quickly replaced by new ones. “I just love her so much,” he said to himself, in between a sobbing fit.
“Hey Spike,” Twilight said happily, but this happiness was quickly replaced with concern, fore as she trotted towards him, it became immediately apparent that something was very wrong. “Oh my gosh Spike! What happened?”
The young dragon quickly took his sheets and threw them off of him. He then turned to Twilight and screamed “Shut up and get out!”
Twilight had a look of utter shock and disbelief on her face. “Spike?! What’s wrong?! What happened?!”
“You! You’re what happened! All you ever do is lie!”
Twilight began to put a hoof out towards Spike, when suddenly he swatted it away. “Don’t touch me you selfish jerk!”
Twilight couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She’d never seen Spike this upset in her entire life. “Spike please! What’s wrong?!” As Twilight pleaded with Spike, the first tears were beginning to form in her eyes as well.
The young dragon quickly jumped out of his bed and stood right in Twilight’s face. “After all I’ve done you go and do this! You’re just like Rarity!”
“Spike, what did I do!? Please just tell me!”
“I heard every word of you and Pinkie’s conversation! If you hate me so much why didn’t you just tell me!?”
“Spike! No! I don’t hate you! I do lik-“
“More lies Twilight! Really!?”
Suddenly, the little dragon ran over to the door, but before her ran out he turned back to Twilight. “I cared about you! I cared about you so much! And look where it got me!”
“No! I don’t feel like listening to anymore of your lies!” And with that Spike shot down the stairs.
“Spike! Please wait!” pleaded Twilight, but by the time she reached the staircase Spike had already left the library.
The young dragon slammed the door shut and looked over to see Pinkie Pie staring at him with a very confused look on her face. “I took your advice Pinkie! And look at what happened!” screamed Spike, still with tears streaming down his face.
Pinkie Pie couldn’t believe what she was seeing, but before she could speak, Spike ran down the street as fast as he could.
Twilight was sitting on her bed, looking over at Spike’s bed, and trying to stop crying. She had no idea what to do or what to say. No book was going to help her with this either. “Oh god why did I have to say those stupid things!? I do like you Spike! I do!” she yelled to herself.
As she looked over at Spike’s bed, she caught sight of his journal through her tears. Twilight always promised never to read it, but she had to know what was going on in Spike’s head, despite the fact that she had a pretty good guess. So she slowly made her way over to it and flipped to the last few pages.
“Oh my gosh.”