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// Home for the Holidays pt.2 
// Story: Spike Pie 
// by Silver Butcher 
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Pinkie and Spike waved goodbye to the train until it was out of sight.

"Did they just call us weird?" Spike asked Pinkie.

"Yes, but it was in a good way," Pinkie replied with a shrug. The two turned and found themselves facing the rock fields. Spike jumped in the air and with a spin was floating with the help of some balloons. Pinkie jumped on his back, holding the pet ‘cages’ and together they yelled, "Let's go home!" With Spike as their mode of Transport, they began their short journey to their home. 

After a minute, Pinkie looked down at Spike. "Hey, Spike?"

"Yeah?" Spike asked, looking at her.

"How are you at sudden stops?"

"Sudden st...." *CRACK* Pinkie bailed just in time, but Spike crashed face-first into a rock and proceeded to roll with it, past the house and a surprised Limestone until he fell into the quarry. Pinkie ran past Limestone and looked down though before she could say anything to Spike Limestone had caught her.

"Pinkie! I didn't know you were coming! Is Spike with you, and what’s with the rolling rock?"

"I WAS JUST LISTENING TO SOME ROCK AND ROLL," Spike yelled from the bottom of the Quarry. 

Pinkie snorted. "Oh my goodness, Spike, that was terrible." Pinkie looked up to see Spike with a Black eye and a missing tooth, grinning at her.

"Then why are you smiling?" He asked when he felt a tug on his tail and was forced out of the air by a furious Limestone.

"What were you doing?"

"I was driving and didn't keep my eyes on the road and flew face-first into a huge rock," Spike said as Pinkie handed him a small bottle of potion. After a swig of it, he twirled into a tornado and burped out a cloud of orange, and like that he looked A.O.K. Limestone didn't seem to care.

"And what did I always tell you?"

"Watch where I go, at all times."

"Oooor?"

"Or else I get the........the.....You wouldn’t dare!" Spike gasped, remembering the rope.

"If I catch you doing something like that again you better believe I dare."

"Oh come on, one time," Spike said, only for Pinkie to turn to him and ask,

"What about that time with the five hundred balloons?"

"I'll have you know it was five hundred and ten balloons!" Spike said. "And that wasn't so bad."

"Didn't you almost die?"

"Rainbow caught me before I hit the ground."

"You did what!?" Limestone demanded.

".....That was a long time ago, so it doesn't count," Spike defended.

"What about that ti..."

"Pinkie stop ‘helping’!" Spike yelled.

"...just making some callbacks," she murmured.

"Well, you're mak– Ow!" Spike yelped as Limestone somehow grabbed his ear with her hoof.

"Why don't you tell me all about it?" she asked as she dragged Spike back into the house. 

Pinkie giggled for a second until Spike yelled, "I’m telling her all the stupid things you’ve done too!"

"No! Don’t, she’ll tell Mom!" Pinkie yelled as she ran into the house.