It was a cold afternoon in the small town of Ponyville. The snow gently fell towards the ground, fillies and colts went out to build snow-ponies and begin snowball fights with each other. While the grown ups were in the nice warm shops, picking out the perfect present for their friends, family and love ones. Since it's only two more weeks until Hearth’s Warming Eve.
Spike currently stood inside the same shop for almost ten minutes, his green eyes kept moving left to right. Looking at the two presents he held within his purple claws, the trouble dragon let out a soft sign.
“How am I going to find the perfect gift to show Spitfire how I truly feel about her?” Spike question in a mutter.
Spike walked out of the shop and into the cold icy air. His body shiver, his small feet leaving imprints as he made his way over to Sugar Cube Corner.
The heat from the air pump fill the sweet shop, Spike sat down ordering a nice warm cup of hot chocolate. Spike looked to see a pegasus with a mane like fire, she shined that beautiful smile at him.
“Mind if I join you?” Spitfire asked
“I would mind if you didn't.” Spike replied, the captain of the Wonderbolts took her seat.
“Spike I was thinking for this year, we can spend Hearth’s Warming Eve in Cloudsdale.” Spitfire said
“Sure I’ll love to, I’ll just need to stop by Zecora’s hut to get a cloud-walking potion that can last a week.” Spike explained
“I’ll come here next week to pick you up, later Spike.” She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek before leaving Sugar Cube Corner.
A few days past by, the weather kept getting colder. Parts of the ground started getting icy, Spike wearing a warm winter jacket and snow boots, walked through the Everfree Forest. Spike walked through the deep snow that almost reached the end of his boots.
While walking, the young dragon began thinking back when he first met Spitfire. It was one day he knew he would never forget.
It was the beginning of Spring in Ponyville or what was left of it of the small town. Spike looked at the damage he had caused, all he could do is hang his head in shame. A yellow coat pegasus looked over at him.
She flew over to the young dragon taking a seat next to him.
“Sorry for smashing you into a mountain.” Spike spoke, while he stared at his feet.
“You could always make it up to me. With a lunch get-together.” Spitfire said, her cheeks heating up with a blush.
Spike turn to the blushing pegasus with a soft smile.
“Sure. That sounds great, how about next week?” He question
“Sounds good, it's a date. Later!” Spitfire said before flying off to meet up with the rest of her team.
Spike stayed frozen in shock at the word ‘date’ it echo through the young dragon head.
Spike smiled at the memory, stopping once he reach Zecora home in the woods.
It didn't take long for the Zecora to answer the knocking at her door. She stayed silent listening to Spike’s tale and how he needs a cloud-walking potion that can last a week. The zebra nodded she looked through her shelves, seeing if she could find anything.
With a gasp escaping from her lips. She picked out the potion giving it to the happy young dragon. Spike gave her a hug and a quick thank you. Before grabbing the potion and leaving.
Spike had no luck, he searched every single shop in Ponyville and even a few in Canterlot. Nothing gave him the spark that says ‘Spitfire would like this.’ He stomped his foot in a fit of rage, he let out a scream into his pillow.
Spitfire was coming back tomorrow to pick him up and take him to the city in the sky, he wanted something perfect to show how he feels about the pegasus.
The young dragon let out a sigh.
“Why couldn't she pick Hearts & Hooves Day?” Spike question to himself
What could he possible give to the captain of the Wonderbolts that no one could? It haunted his mind, thinking that Spitfire would just laugh at the young dragon. Breaking his heart in two.
Spike shook the thought out of his mind.
“Spitfire would never do something like that.” He said to himself before letting out a loud yawn.
Spike looked out of the window, seeing the half moon high within the sky. He rubbed his tired eyes, deciding it would be best to sleep his troubles away. Hoping that in dreamland Spitfire would return his feelings.
Once his head, hit that pillow he was fast asleep with a smile on his lips.
A tall and strong Spike, with a handsome smile looked to see The Wonderbolts, Equestria top flying team. One trick went wrong, the group wanted to pull off a loop-de-loop and then finish it off with a dive before springing back into the air. Forming their logo for the audience to see and cheer.
Spike watched, standing in his hero pose looking across the crowd to the stunt in action. Even after his fights against sea monsters and the powerful Lord Tirek, the flyer stunt were still breathtaking. One of The Wonderbolts, a mare on the far left accidentally turned into the pegasus next to her right before the dive.
Spike leap past the jaw drop ponies. Who could only watch in horror. The tall and strong dragon spread his strong and large wings, he took off into the sky speeding off faster than a train. The mares in the audience let out a off sigh, wishing that he would carry them in his big strong arms.
Spike saved each and every Wonderbolt beside the captain. Spike shoot up into the air once more, Spitfire woke to feel a pair of strong arms holding her tight.
She looked into the dragon’s eyes, her heart started to flutter while her legs felt week. She smile dreamily at her hero. Once Spike landed, Spitfire gave him a hug.
“Oh, thank you for saving me!” Spitfire said, causing Spike to scratch the back of his head.
“It was no problem. I'm always happy to happy to help.” Spike said, Spitfire smiled before pulling the dragon into a heated kiss.
The crowd started to cheer Spike’s name over and over.
“Spike, Spike, Spike…” He muttered in his sleep his arms moved with the cheer, just before his alarm clock rang that shoot him awake.
Spike glare angry at the clock on his left, the young dragon hopped out of his small basket wandering down the halls. A knock on the castle doors made the purple dragon raise an eyebrow.
He open the door, before letting out a yawn. Spike looked to see Spitfire standing there, looking at him with a smile.
“So, are you ready to go?” Spitfire question, while Spike panic inside his own mind.
“Yeah, s-sure thing.” He spoke, while he swallowed his breath.
“Alright, climb on my back.” Spike followed what Spitfire told him. Before the two shoot into the air.
The pair soon arrived to the city in the sky known as Cloudsdale.
Spike and Spitfire started to take a look around. The orange pegasus showing the purple dragon her favourite spots. Spike saw how different Cloudsdale celebrated Hearth’s Warming Eve than any other cities and towns in Equestria.
The clouds are made to look like trees, with a star on top. Some streets have clouds that looks like cane-de-cane, there was no snow but the pegasi decide to use the bright and beautiful rainbow instead.
The whole city looked great. It just gleaming with Hearth’s Warming Eve spirit, the pair stopped in front of a building Spike looked questionably at Spitfire.
“This is the main hall.” She stated, opening the doors to welcome them in.
Spike look to see twenty to thirty pegasus ponies working on everything. Trying their best to make it perfect for the holiday. Everyone happy, even singing a work song to boost their work power.
“Starting tomorrow, a large group of pegasi will fill this building Friends, family, giving their Hearth’s Warming Eve presents.”
“It’s to bring the city together. Having the town share their love with their close ones, making the town one.” Spitfire finished, Spike stood frozen.
His mind fought with itself, his green eyes turn to the left looking at the small suitcase he bought with him.
“That’s cool, maybe we can go together… Like a date.” Spike said, feeling nervous about asking her.
“Sure I’ll love to. We can go on Friday, until then you can stay with me.” Spitfire said, smiling while Spike felt like a million fireworks were going off inside him.
“Great!” He spoke with such a happy and loud tone that caused the ponies inside to look at him. While Spike blushed in embarrassment.
The two walked out of the hall. Spitfire showed Spike some of her favorites spots in her home town.
“There’s a Wonderbolts show on Wednesday, It’s to show Hearth’s Warming Spirit. You’re welcome to come.” The pegasus spoke.
‘Just like my dream’ Spike thought
“Sure. Sounds like a blast!” Spike said in a happy tone.
‘Maybe tomorrow I can see if I can find anything for Spitfire’ He thought.
Spitfire stopped Spike with her hoof, the two stood in front of a modern two story cloud house.
“I thought you would have lived in a mansion, miss I’m captain of the Wonderbolts.” Spike said in a jokey tone causing Spitfire to let out a small giggle.
“Yeah. But it’s only me and I don’t want to feel special or different from other pegasi.” Spitfire spoke
She showed the young dragon around her home, showing where everything is. Once tomorrow come Spike told Spitfire he was going out, she just smiled and waved.
Once the door closed shut, the captain of the Wonderbolts soon got a panic expression on her face.
“How could I not gotten Spike a gift. Oh, I bet he already found the perfect present for me.”
“If I show up empty hoof…” Spitfire said, thinking of the worst.
Like he might laugh and go for Fleetfoot instead. Spitfire let out a muffled scream, trying her best to get the thought out of her head.
Spitfire shoot to the skies, burning brighter than an open flame. She speed past each and every shop in Cloudsdale, having spend most of her time looking for the perfect gift for Spike in each and every shop.
The orange pegasus took a nose dive down towards the surface. Spitfire stopped before touching the ground, not even leaving a trail where she stopped.
Spitfire has one rule and that rule is to ‘live life fast.’ She never spend more than thirty minutes in one place. Unless it’s her home or with The Wonderbolts.
Ten minutes didn’t even past before Spitfire let out a moan of boredom, slowly but surely going around each shop in Ponyville.
The town was just so small, there was almost no room to fly unless she was in the bright blue sky. Spitfire never quits! She just needed a new plan and it just fell into her lap. A poster on the wall, blew off and landed in front of the pegasus mare.
THE WONDERBOLTS! Live at Cloudsdale to welcome Hearth’s Warming Eve once again.
Spitfire smile, she lifted he wings. Before bolting back towards the city in the sky, with a plan on her mind to tell Spike how she feels about him.
The Wonderbolts show, 11:00am sharp. Ponies flooded the stadium Spike sat in a special watcher box. Spitfire looked to see him. She smiled feeling more relaxed.
Looking back at her team, with a nod and they were good to go. Taking off in the sky with a blaze of glory.
The Wonderbolts took off into the sky, performing tricks no has ever seen… Unless they been to any other Wonderbolts show, it still didn’t matter it was still breathtaking to watch.
The show went on for an hour and a half, Spitfire currently rubbed her mane with a white towel Spike knocked on the door with Spitfire letting him in.
“That was amazing! I like how at the end you and the team spelt out ‘Happy Hearth’s Warming!’ in the colours of the holiday.” Spike said.
“We can go to lunch now.” Spitfire smiled, having finished putting everything away.
Once the two left the stadium for the small cafe down the road Spitfire order a cup of coffee and some hay sandwiches, while Spike eat some potato chips and a cup of water.
The two talked through the date, acting like the close friends that they were.
Friday soon rolled around, Spike and Spitfire enter the hall with the rest of The Wonderbolts and their friends and family.
“I’m sorry!” Spike said, causing Spitfire eyes to widen in surprised.
“I tried finding you the perfect present to show you how I feel. But I guess you never like me like that anyway.” Spike finished, the pegasus eyes looked above her.
“There still one present. Since I couldn’t find a present for you. Look up.” Spitfire said
Spike felt confused, his green eyes looked to see a misletoe hanging above them. Spitfire lean down to meet with him.
“Happy Hearth’s Warming, Spike.”
“Happy Hearth’s Warming to you too, Spitfire.”
The two lips joined together, welcoming their real feeling towards and the greatest gift of them all.