Chapter 5: Tones Of Home
The night sky enveloped Equestria. A small sliver of Princess Luna's moon hung in the sky, lighting the land below just enough for those below continue with their evenings.
A purple and green dragon was walking through the night at a very slow and depressing pace. Spike didn't want to return home. He knew for a fact that Twilight Sparkle was not going to be happy in the least. He feared few things, and at the top was an angry Twilight Sparkle (followed by zombies). As the library came into view, the small dragon braced himself for an earful from the purple unicorn.
Opening the door, he entered the library. With his head hung, he didn't bother to look up, because he knew Twilight Sparkle was standing right in front of him.
"Where were you?" Twilight spoke with annoyance.
"I was getting what you wanted, honest, but then I was pulled aside to help somepon-" Spike tried to explain himself.
"Spike, you know better than this! Honestly, I understand if you are helping somepony, but if you do, you should fulfill the duty you have at hand before taking on another responsibility!" Twilight's words were both angry and disappointed.
"But Twilig-" the dragon tried to plead his case.
The unicorn interrupted, "No buts! I raised you better than this Spike! It was a simple errand you had to run. But you keep getting sidetracked by other things and other ponies."
"It's not my fault, honest!" Spike spoke.
The mare's voice grew in volume,"Then whose is it? I need you to help me Spike, but you can't when you are running all around Ponyville! Have you forgotten that you are my assistant?"
Spike mumbled something.
"What was that, Spike?" the pony raised her voice.
The dragon talked louder and talked back, "Have you ever thought that you take advantage of me?"
Twilight was speechless at Spike's words. The small dragon covered his mouth with his claws.
Blinking a couple of times, tears formed in Spike's eyes. Removing the claws in front of his mouth, Spike shouted as the liquid fell from his eyes, "It's not my fault! I'm trying my best! I'm only one dragon!" Finishing his statement, he turned around and ran out of the library's front door into the night. Twilight Sparkle stared out into the darkness where her assistant ran into.
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Elsewhere, the small purple and green dragon was running to the outskirts of Ponyville. In a grove of wild trees, Spike stopped to catch his breath and to wipe the snot and tears from his face. Sitting down, he began to babble.
"Stupid Twilight….she doesn't understand wh-what I've been doing all this time….all of the hard work….all of the ponies I've had to help…." he paused to sniffle before resuming, "and all the chores she has me do on a regular basis ju-just so she can have such an easy job…."
Somewhere in the dragon's mind, Spike's attitude about the recent ordeal changed. "Dumb Twilight….she doesn't understand what I have to go through. She's always doing whatever she wants while I have to do everything!" Spike's voice became bitter, "She doesn't know what I have to deal with! All she does is read books and have fun with her friends while I do all the work! Who says I have to do everything? Why do I have to take orders from her?" His voice was becoming more and more angry.
As Spike's rage grew, his body did as well. Spike noticed his body changing. His arms, legs, torso, and every other part of his body changed altogether. Not only did he grow in size, but also in body parts. He sprouted wings and even a longer neck.
"Wh-What's going on?" he asked himself, unable to even recognize his own voice.
Spike was undergoing a metamorphosis.