//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: Pinkie's Place // Story: High Times for Spike // by bulimicpenguin //------------------------------// The next morning Spike woke up to the sound of Twilight yelling, this was a re occurrence in the tree house and one of the many reasons Spike needed his daily dose of THC. "WHERE IN THE HELL IS THAT SPELL BOOK? I KNOW I LEFT IT HERE NEXT TO THE VOODOO FOR DUMMIES...DAMMIT" Just pretend your sleeping Spike, she won't bother you if she thinks you are still sleeping he thought, but soon enough he felt a strange feeling in his stomach and he knew what it meant. No no no no not now, especially at a time like this he tried to fight it by rolling over to his side, but the couch was so uncomfortable, he just couldn't find the right position to stop the acid building up in his throat. He sat up from the couch and soon the acid reach the limit and he released the biggest burp and with that a note from Princess Celestia. Ackk that tasted like shit. Twilight turned around in disgust at the sound of the burp then she gave the look of relief when she saw her assistant awake. Great, now I have to help her with finding her stupid book. "Oh good your wake Spike, I need your help locating a book that I misplaced, can you help me?" "Sure, but I hack up another letter from Princess Celestia, you might want to read it." "Just put it on top of the table I'll get to it later once I find that stupid book." "Alright, but uh they need to find another way to send these letters, I don't like the feeling of something long and circular coming out of my mouth plus I am tired of ponies telling me if I can swallow a banana." "Spike I think your overreacting, there is nothing wrong with the way the Princess sends her letters. You should be glad, you at least you have a job you lazy ass." "Yea but still,, I think she is kind of sadistic." "Just be glad it's not coming out of your ass" "Whatever, anyways, where was the last time you saw your book?" "It was next to that book over there" Spike went to the direction where Twilight was pointing at and started looking around. The place was a complete mess due to the panic attack Twilight had in search for the missing book. When he realized it wasn't there, he decided to look around the room. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his bong. Shit, she is gonna be pissed that I left this out, he thought. He walked over to the living room to put his bong away when he saw what he was looking for: the book. It was under the bong and he knew Twilight was going to get furious at him for using her books for a pedestal. He quickly grabbed the book and left it on the table next to the letter and started walking out the door. He certainly didn't want to be around when they have to put the books back in place. "Hey Twilight, I am going out I left the book next to letter, I'll be back in a couple of hours." "Thanks, oh wait can you help me wi-" SLAM! "I swear to smooze, I am gonna kill that dragon and turn him into a belt. Spike walked out from the front step an onto the road leading to the busy town center. His eyes blurry from the sudden brightness, he continued walking trying not to bump into anyone while his eyes get accustomed to the sunshine. It was particularly busy today and being close to the weekend, the ponies of ponyville prepare for any family festivities they had planned. Spike entered the Cakes shop where Mr. and Mrs. Cake were tending to both the customers and their two small foals. He did a quick wave to the busy parents and made his way upstairs to Pinkie Pies residence. He heard commotion inside the place, it was Pinkie Pie singing, no shrieking, some sort of song and Spike knew she was high. He didn't have to guess what she was on and it was no secret either. There was no way a pony can handle doing party planning and Pinkie was no exception. But once she started hitting the crystal, she would have the energy of a two year old on a diet of pixie sticks. She would be like that for days. She would not sleep a wink, she would just jump around singing random songs and make cupcakes. Sometimes when Spike would stay up and smoke, he would see that crazy Pinkie running around outside claiming that the snail overlord was trying to rape her. He would tell Twilight about this, but Twilight would just brush off his accusations. He knocked on the door as loud as he can hoping that she will realize that someone was outside. She opened the door with a great big grin and her face and body were covered in sweat. Her pet alligator was hanging upside down with tons of duct tape stuck in him. "Hey Pinkie, whats up?" "Oh hey Spike, nothing much, I was just singing to Gummy on the importance of trying. He just wont stick up to the walls, he is the weirdest gecko in the whole wide world." "Pinkie, you cracked out idiot, he is a fucken alligator, not a gecko." "Really, huh?" "Man Pinkie, take him down from there, duct tape and scales don't mix I should know, this bitch I was seeing was into tying up and shit and she decided to punish me for one night.....but uh anyways yea you should take him down." "Okie Dokie" "While you are taking him down, can you sell me some herb? Rainbow Dash came over the other night and smoked all my shit." "Oh yea about that, sorry Spike I don't have any." "What do you mean you don't have any? Three days ago you had bricks coming out of your closet, what the hell happened? Did you have a sale or some shit and didn't tell me?" "No no its nothing like that, you see, I owed some ponies some gems from the tweak I bought from them a while back and one night I came over their place to hang out and yea I might of smoked some of their stash that was intended for some other ponies, so I had to either come up with the gems to cover or give them the bricks so I chose the bricks and maybe some sexual favors that I am not proud of." "What the fuck Pinkie, don't you know the first thing about dealing with drug dealers? DON'T SMOKE THEIR MERCH! BAD FUCKEN IDEA! Even a dumb fuck like me knows that! You know how hard it is to save this gems without eating it? At times, I literally had to decide to either eat or save for weed. I fucken eat currency you pink fuck. Now before I fucken stab you with my claws, when is the next shipment coming in?" "Oh in two days." "Ok, I'll be back in two days, but fuck Pinkie relax on the tweak, its fucken up your mind." Spike walked out the door and bid his farewells to the Cakes downstairs and made his way outside. Fuck! fuck! fuck! what I am gonna do now? As he was heading towards his house, a silhouette from above came towards him in lighting fast speed with no slowing down. He started running, screaming when the figure tackled him to the ground and pinning him with no room to escape.