//------------------------------// // Change Your Mind (Spike X Scootaloo) // Story: Pretty Little Ditty // by Closer-To-The-Sun //------------------------------// Change Your Mind ”We’re all the same/And love is blind./The sun is gone/Before it shines./And I said if the answer is no,/Can I change your mind?” -The Killers, “Change Your Mind” Spike was running around the library, performing his daily tasks for Twilight. From organizing the books on the shelves to cleaning the rugs on the floor, he was quickly working to finish his chores. Once done, he went over to the purple unicorn on the couch and spoke to her. “Chores are done, Twilight!” he claimed with a smile. The mare looked up from her book, “Alright. So, you going to head out?” “Yup! Going to go meet up with the Cutie Mark Crusaders,” the dragon explained. Twilight smiled, “Okay, don’t stay out too late tonight, Spike. Also, behavior yourself around those girls.” Spike lightly blushed, “Twilight, I’ll be fine!” She softly chuckled, “I’m just teasing you, Spike.” Still a bit sour, Spike made his way out of the library and out into late afternoon of Ponyville. Nervous, but determined, the little dragon waddled his way through Ponyville. He hadn’t exactly lied to Twilight, he was going to see the Cutie Mark Crusaders, but rather just one of them. He had asked Scootaloo to meet with him that day at the clubhouse. It was today that Spike planned to tell Scootaloo that he liked her very much. He felt that he could tell her and things would be fine, but after reading some of Twilight’s books about stallions and mares falling in love with each other, he did begin to feel hesitant. Nevertheless, Spike felt as if he could take on Equestria and tell the filly how he feels. As he drew closer to the clubhouse, butterflies began to emerge in his stomach. And Scootaloo was waiting there. “H-Hey Scootaloo,” Spike spoke as he made his way up into the treehouse. “Oh, hey there, Spike. What’s up?” the orange filly asked, smiling to her friend. Spike was having trouble with his words, “Oh, uh….nothing really. Just wanted to….ya know….talk to ya and what not.” “Sure, about what?” The conversation was becoming harder for the dragon, “Oh, ya know, whatever….” “Okay.” “S-So….how are you?” “I’m doing alright. Working on some awesome new tricks on my scooter. I’m going to be the best scooter rider this side of the Canterlot,” Scootaloo bragged, ”I even got tricks that will make Rainbow Dash jealous!” “Haha, cool,” Spike commented. He was beginning to relax a bit more. “Yeah, it’s cool! I don’t think you understand how awesome it will be!” Scootaloo continued. Spike laughed, “I think I do.” “So, what about you, shorty?” the little pegasus joked. “Hey, I’m just as tall as you!” he bit back. “Sure, if you count that spike thing on your head, cause I don’t,” the filly laughed. Spike sighed in defeat, which caused Scootaloo to laugh even more, So yeah, what about you? How’s Celestia and Luna treating our dear Spike the dragon?” “Oh….well, things are alright with me. No complaints or nothing,” Spike started. “So, why’d ya call me out here?” Scootaloo tilted her head. “Uh….there’s something I wanted to say to you.” “Hmm?” Spike took a deep breath and then continued, “Scootaloo….I….uh….I kinda like you.” The filly gave the dragon a look of bewilderment, “Like me? L-Like like me like me?” “Y-Yeah, I like you like you,” Spike admitted. As he spoke those words, the butterflies that occupied his stomach completely vanished. “O-Oh, okay….” Scootaloo was at a loss for words. Silence stood between them for a while before Spike broken it, “D-Do you like me?” “W-Well….” the orange filly started, “I obviously l-like you….but….” “But?” “I’m not sure if I really l-like you like you….” “Oh….” “It’s not you, Spike. Rather, I’m not sure how I feel yet….” Scootaloo explained, avoiding eye contact. “It’s fine. I know it’s sudden and weird and junk,” the dragon said. Scootaloo slightly nodded and looked off into the distance. The two youngsters stood in complete silence as a gentle breeze blew through the trees and rustled the leaves. Both felt awkward and unsure of what to do or say. Finally, Spike broke the stillness, “So if the answer is no, can I change your mind? “Huh?” Scootaloo finally looked toward the dragon. “I mean, I guess the way I see it is that I might have a chance to persuade you to like more than just….like me,” Spike was trying make sure his words were understandable. “I guess so,” the pegasus was following along. “So, if I do have a chance, I wouldn’t mind if you let me know.” “Uh….alright.” “So, do I?” Scootaloo thought for a moment and than gave a smirk to the purple and green reptile, “No.” “What?” “If you want to try and change my mind, you are going to have to try it on your own!” Scootaloo playfully laughed at the dragon. “Wait, I don’t understand,” Spike was puzzled. “You like me, right? Well, it’s up to you to prove why I should like you back!” the filly continued with her laughter. The dragon paused for a moment and then asked, “How do I do that?” Scootaloo smiled, “How should I know? That’s up to you! After all, they say we’re all the same and love is blind!” The little filly jumped down from the treehouse and began to trot away with a bounce in her step. Spike looked down as Scootaloo began to leave. “Wha….hey, wait up!” he called out as he quickly climbed down from the clubhouse and rushed to catch up with her. As the two trotted off, Celestia’s sun began to lower itself beyond the western horizon.