Chapter One
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Spike twitched in his sleep, unknowingly throwing his blankets around him. He was having yet another dream about a certain purple-haired seamstress.
“Oh, Spike!” Rarity exclaimed as he whirled her around and around the ballroom of the Princess in Canterlot, her magenta gown twirling around their legs, her royal purple hair flowing like silk around her heart-shaped face. “I didn’t know you could dance!”
“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, babe.” Spike said, wrapping one muscular arm around her waist to keep her steady. Other couples danced around them, the women in long gowns and the men in black coattails, but Rarity was by far the loveliest guest at the soiree.
She giggled and fell against his chest, her cheek resting on his shoulder. He was quite a bit taller than her (this was a dream, after all), and wearing a satin bowtie.
“Oh, Spike, you’re so brave, and handsome. I don’t know why it took me so long to realize my feelings for you.” Rarity cooed. She threw her gloved arms around his neck, and was just leaning in for a kiss when—
“Spike! Spike! Wake up!”
Spike blinked open his eyes and found himself in his bed with his blankets twisted around his legs. He looked up into the face of his navy-haired mentor, Twilight Sparkle. She was wearing a purple sweater vest and had her half-moon reading glasses perched on top her head.
“I’ve been calling your name for approximately two point three minutes! You were mumbling Rarity's name in your sleep.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “Were you having a sexual dream?”
“What!” Spike sat bolt upright, pushing his blankets off him. “No! What!”
Twilight Sparkle sighed and leaned against the wooden doorway of their shared bedroom as if she were planning to stay for a while. “It’s a perfectly normal occurrence when a male is going through changes in his body—“
“Get out!” Spike yelled, throwing his pillow at her.
She ducked out of the way, and the pillow sailed into the hall. She held up her hands in defeat. “Alright, alright, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I’ll be downstairs. We have a very busy day today.”
As soon as she was out of sight, Spike groaned and rolled over on his side. He missed his pillow already.
“Spike! Don’t go back to sleep! You have to get dressed. The girls are coming over for lunch, so we have a lot of work to do before they get here!” Twilight called up the stairs.
Spike groaned again in answer, but got out of bed anyway. He threw on jeans, a dark green shirt, and his favorite purple hoodie, and ran his fingers through his spiky green hair. “Good enough.” He shrugged, glancing in the mirror.
“Spike! I need you to take a note!”
“Coming!” Spike sighed and clumped down the stairs. It was going to be a long day.
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Twilight Sparkle and Spike were in the library where they had been all morning, sorting the shelves. Again. They’d been sorting and unsorting and resorting and sort-sorting these damn shelves all week, and Spike was so sick of literature, like he never had been before, even after all the years he’d spent being Twilight’s helper.
He was just suppressing a yawn of boredom when the knock at the door came. He gladly jumped up from his position on the floor, surrounded by stacks of books, and ran to the front room. “I’ll get it!” He yelled, throwing open the door.
“Hey-a, Spike, boyo.” Rainbow Dash ruffled his hair and breezed past him into the library, where Twilight Sparkle was tidying up. Applejack followed soon after her, brown cowboy hat in hand.
“Howdy, Spike.” She drawled in her country accent, smiling. “Are the rest of the gals here yet?”
“Nah, just you two.” Spike told them, trying to fix his hair. “Pinkie Pie is babysitting for the Cakes today, and Fluttershy called an hour ago to say she’d be a little late. Something about a bird with a broken wing.”
“That’s Fluttershy fer ya, always tryin’ to help them little critters. Ain’t that right, Dash?” Applejack chuckled, glancing at Rainbow Dash. The rainbow-haired girl didn’t appear to be listening, seemingly engrossed in studying the names of the numerous books on the shelves.
Dash spun around very suddenly on her heel and cleared her throat loudly. “Twilight told us you had a sex dream about Rarity.” She blurted.
Spike’s eyes widened. “Twilight!” He roared, looking frantically around for his mentor. “You told them?”
Twilight flushed guiltily from across the room and came over to meet them. “Dash,” she hissed. “That wasn’t for you to share.”
Rainbow Dash shrugged, grinning. “Sorry.”
“I'm sorry, Spike.” Twilight said, looking genuinely upset. “I didn't mean to. AJ and I were talking, and it sort of slipped out." She glared at Dash. "Someone was eavesdropping on our conversation." She turned back to him. "But they're the only ones, I swear on my letters to the Princess! Fluttershy would blush harder than you, and Rarity doesn’t know, I promise, so don’t worry.”
“But it wasn’t a sex dream!” Spike protested, turning red. “It wasn’t! It was perfectly innocent! W-we might have kissed, but that’s it, I swear!”
“Sure, Spikey-Wikey, we believe you.” Rainbow Dash smirked.
“Ah think it’s cute that Spike has a little crush.” Applejack smiled at him again, but for once it felt condescending.
"Leave him alone, girls." Twilight sighed. “Spike, I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you about this. This—this crush, as AJ put it... it has got to stop. I understand that you like Rarity, and I think that's sweet, but following her around like a puppy-dog... it's just not healthy for you.”
“But I—“ Spike started.
“No, Spike.” Twilight Sparkle sighed again and took off her half-moon glasses to look at him properly. He shifted nervously under her gaze. “Spike, Rarity is twenty-one. That’s five years your elder. It’s just not appropriate for you to have feelings for her.”
“Yeah, Opal is the only pussy of Rarity’s you’ll get to see.” Rainbow Dash grinned, peering around a bookcase.
“Rainbow Dash!” Twilight Sparkle admonished, looking scandalized. Spike blushed scarlet and pulled his purple hoodie down over his eyes.
“What?” Dash shrugged, completely unapologetic. “It’s true.”
“It was still tasteless and crude.” Twilight scoffed. “Not to mention completely inappropriate!”
“’M not trying to sleep with ‘er,” Spike mumbled truthfully. Rarity was too good for that. “Just like ‘er. Sh-she’s pretty...”
“Oh, c’mon, Twi, lighten up.” Dash whined, throwing an arm around Twilight’s shoulder. “We’re all adults here.”
Twilight Sparkle carefully extracted herself from Rainbow’s grip and said, “No. We’re not. That’s the point.” She turned to Spike and pinned him with her best teacherly look. “Rarity can’t make it to lunch today, and it’s just as well. I think it might be best if you stayed away from her for a little while, until this whole thing blows over. She's been feeling a little... crowded.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Spike muttered, slumping into a chair in the corner of the library, and putting on his headphones to drown out the world:
She said, “Oh, I can’t take no more...”
Her tears like diamonds on the floor...
And her diamonds bring me down...
‘Cause I can't help her now...
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Try as he might, Spike couldn’t follow Twilight Sparkle’s instructions. Everywhere he went, Rarity was there; when he ran errands in town, he passed her dress shop; when he hung out with his three friends Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle, it was Rarity who eventually came to pick up her younger sister.
When Twilight and the girls got together, obviously Rarity joined them, and often he was left out from activities like he hadn’t been before. It hurt him to be excluded like that over something so seemingly small, but he didn’t say anything for fear of being reprimanded.
Weeks passed and Spike grew increasingly despondent. He stopped coming downstairs at all when Twilight’s friends came over, knowing he would just be pushed away. Instead, he sat in their shared bedroom with the blinds drawn shut and his headphones blasting the same song over and over: “Her tears like diamonds on the floor...”
This just made things worse, because it was a song he’d always associated with Rarity and her love of sparkly jewels.
Fluttershy noticed his moodiness, and tried to coax him out of his pity party, but he shrugged her off the first few times, and soon she just stopped trying. She couldn’t understand what it was like for him, he reasoned, trying to make himself feel better about rejecting her comfort.
During their studies, Spike was often short with his mentor, and Twilight could tell he was angry with her. She tried to apologize once or twice, telling him, "I just don't want you to get hurt," but this only made him angrier-- she thought he had no chance with Rarity, and maybe he didn't, but couldn't he figure it out for himself? Why did she have to interfere?
It only grew worse when Rarity herself finally cornered him.
He was walking into the town square to pick up the groceries when he saw her across the street. He pulled his purple hoodie over his eyes, spun around, and walked fast in the other direction, trying to get away from her, but it was no use. She spotted him right away.
“Oh, Spike, darling, so good to see you!” She called, crossing over. “Whatever brings you into town?”
“Shopping. F-for Twilight.” He mumbled, shoving his hands into his jean pockets and looking at the ground.
“Oh.” She said, taking off her diamond-studded sunglasses to peer at him closely. She was dressed in a strapless white sundress that flowed around her knees, and a matching sunhat. The dress had tiny purple diamonds lining the bodice, and he had to carefully extract his eyes from her plunging neckline.
“Spike,” she said suddenly. “I feel like you’ve been avoiding me. Have I done something wrong?”
“Wha—“ Spike looked up and pushed his hoodie back, surprised. “N-no! No, I- I mean... you could never do anything wrong, Rarity. You’re too perfect! Um!” He blushed. “I-I’ve just been... busy.” He finished lamely.
“I see.” She said, but her voice was a little reproachful, as though she didn’t quite believe him. “Well. I was actually just on my way to visit Twilight. I suppose I’ll see you at the house later?”
“Uh, y-yeah.” He called shakily after her, as she put on her sunglasses and began to walk away. “Sure! See you later!”
He doubted it.
Tbh, I pretty much only decided to read this just cuz it had signs of Flutterdash, but it ended up having pretty much no signs, but I still loved it. Troll Twillight and RD made me laugh. Good work. :3
This story seems all well and good, except Twilight's behaviour. That's downright insane, abusive family behaviour. "Oh hai spike, i'm going to tell my friends your deepest personal secrets, and then forbid you from seeing your friends or joining in our group activities because I suspect you had romantic thoughts about them in a context that is literally entirely out of your control." That's like, Bob Jones University level insanity, and it's strange that neither AJ or RD call her out on it. The only way it's not strange for Spike not to throw a shitfit and say 'yeah, fuck you Twiley' is if we're basically treating him as a character used to an emotionally abusive household who doesn't see anything out of the ordinary about huge breaches of trust and arbitrary punishments coming from your family members simply because they hold the power in the relationship.
Why is Twilight acting so... mean?
What kind of family member smack-talks another in such an awful, borderline abusive way for the sake of gossip?
I'm following this, I like it. Although Twilight is being a major bitch >.>
Well, let's start with the bad stuff and then move on to the good stuff. Twilight is out of character. She wouldn't go as far as restrict Spike from seeing Rarity, and throwing him out of the room whenever she came to see Twilight. Also, just use Twilight, without Sparkle. Since when are friends talking with about their friends and use their full name? Now that this is out of the way, the grammar is not that bad. My nazi sense haven't gone off, which is good. Also, if you want to keep the "to be revealed" secret, I suggest changing the tags a little. Unless it's not the "to be revealed". Good story, tracked and faved, and waiting for more.
946431 I agree with Sam Axe here!
So you have Sparity on the ship list, but the end is "to be revealed." So I'm guessing that the Sparity is actually going to just be you shooting it with a Tommy Gun, and then going, and now he loves blank instead. I suspect blank to be Apple Bloom from the tags. I am hopping that isn't the truth as I want him end up with Rarity, but it seems to not be the case. Of course, I suppose Apple Bloom being Spike's friend could be the one who finds a way to get them together, and it would make more sense that way since the title and cover art is focused on Rarity instead of Spike or Bloom.
Well, I'm interested let's see how it goes.
P.S. Twilight is flipping out over three years? That may be one of the smallest adult relationship age gaps I'v ever seen. Girl is not good with the real world.
Three years is not much twilight I think its more like five I mean she was his test into school and kndergraden is like what five besides one year and dude is an adult legal wise anyways dude is an adult he can be muture. I mean come on love knows no age sex or gender or even speices the point im trying to make is let Spike have his love who knows it might even become more.
Good story dude
946758 really my parents have a bigger age gap
946839 I know right. Preschool starts at 4 by the way.
Thank you, everyone, for your comments. I've changed a few things that will hopefully make the story flow easier. I understand that Twilight's being harsh, but I didn't think she was *abusive* as so many of you said. I realize the age difference wasn't that much, but context is everything. I've changed the ages anyhow.
“Yeah, Opal is the only pussy of Rarity’s you’ll get to see.” Rainbow Dash grinned, peering around a bookcase. Haven't LOL'd so hard since watching youtube haiku... BWAHAHAHAHA!!!
This is really awesome! My only word of advice is that in the first couple of sentences, you said swaray, which I think is supposed to be soiree. Other than that,
946415 There are more chapters to come, don't give up on my slipped-in implications of complete and total Flutterdash just yet!
Twilight is such a jerk! I can't believe she would do that to spike!! "Hey spike I heard you mumbling rarity's name in your dreams, omg you must be having a sex dream! I'll tell my friends and keep you away from your longtime crush!" I just can't believe her, she makes me sick. Spike may be a little short compared to rarity, but spike is hard working and mature and I can see that a dragon like spike has standards that can compare to a sophisticated pony like Rarity. Twilight should not have control of spike. I support this couple---> Spike Rarity.
950110 Don't have to worry 'bout that. Fav'd just cause I can.
sparity forever!
it would be nice if you had rarity coming onto him
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All will be revealed in due time. Or it won't. You'll have to see. (Who even knows what I'm doing anymore? I certainly don't!)
OMG!
I love this story!
It makes me happy (even though Twilight is a jerky jerk )
Thank you for making this, and making me fangirl.
I think that Spike should be 17 and Rarity 22 to make Twilight's argument more valid.
Thank you!
Twilight had no right to talk about Spike like that and Rainbow Dash was such a jerk! Also, five years is by no means an age gap. If it was nine or more years, then Twilight might have reason to be concerned, but still!