//------------------------------// // Chapter 27: A Lot of Stuff Happens // Story: TwiMacVerse Part 3: The Apple of My Bulls Eye // by ThatBronyWithTheClipOns //------------------------------// It started as just any other day at the Golden Oaks Library. Twilight, despite being far along in her pregnancy, was arranging books in her workplace/home. At this point, Big Macintosh had gone off to work at Sweet Apple Acres, and Spike was surprisingly still sleeping. When he finally did wake up, it was easy to see that something was…off about her young assistant. While he’d been showing hints of growth here and there, but now he was at eye length with Macintosh; and he’d grown a pair of wings! “Spike!? Exclaimed Twilight. “What?” asked Spike. “Something on me?” “Yes! You have wings! And you’re taller!” Spike looked at himself and was just as surprised as Twilight. He walked in place in a circle to get a better look at his wings; falling over in the process. “Please tell me you haven’t been stealing again!” “Of course not! Besides, last time I didn’t grow wings.” “Maybe it’s different every time?” “But I haven’t been feeling greedy, Twilight, honest!” “We better take you to the vet now!” “But she doesn’t know anything about dragons.” “Maybe that’s changed since then.” Twilight took Spike to see Dr. Mane Goodall, Ponyville’s resident veterinarian, to see if she could figure out what was wrong with Spike…again. “I told you last time, Mrs. Apple, I don’t know anything about dragons,” said Dr. Goodall. “B-b-but, I figured maybe you’d know something now,” said Twilight sadly. “Sorry to say, no.” “But, this is the second time this has happened! And last time he grew even larger and destroyed nearly half of the town!” “What about going to Zecora, Twilight?” suggested Spike. “She knew what was up.” “I can’t believe I didn’t think of that already! I must not be in the right mind, what with everything going on, and…” There was a sudden pause from Twilight, Spike had no idea what was up. “Twilight? What’s wrong? You’re not moving, and you’re just standing there.” “Sp-sp-spike…m-my…my…” “What!? What is up with…” Walking closer to Twilight, Spike suddenly slipped and landed in some sort of puddle. “Where the heck did this water come from!?” “Oh dear!” exclaimed Dr. Goodall. “What?” “Her water broke!” “She wasn’t drinking any water though.” “Oh sweet Celestia! Her amniotic fluid!” Spike just stared in confusion. “I’m in labor, Spike!” Spike’s pupils shrunk to the size of pin needles. “Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap! What do we do!? What do we do!? What do we do!?” Twilight grabbed Spike’s face and looked intensely at him. “Go…get…Macintosh.” “Wait now! You can’t deliver here! I’m just a vet!” “Then get her to the hospital, doc! I gotta go get the father!” “But, I’m just an earth pony! I don’t have magic or wings!” “I’m sure you got a cart or something you can pull her in don’t you!? For wounded little bunnies and shit!” “Spike! Watch your….ugh…tongue! And go get Macintosh!” Spike ran out of the vet’s office as fast as he could. Twilight was still groaning as Dr. Goodall panicked to find her animal cart. “I’ll be with you in just a moment, Mrs. Apple!” Dr. Goodall managed to find her cart for picking up animals. “Now, keep in mind it won’t be the cleanest cart….” Twilight darted Dr. Goodall an evil look, with glowing red eyes. “JUST GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL!” she commanded in an almost demonic voice. “Right away!” Spike ran through Ponyville as he could. “Gotta get to the farm!” Just then, it hit Spike to try out his new wings. “Ok, here we go!” Spike launched into the air with amazing ease and sped his way towards Sweet Apple Acres. “Guess my dragon instincts are kicking in.” Meanwhile, at Sweet Apple Acres, everypony there was doing their daily routine of harvesting and apple bucking. And then came a crashing purple dragon. “Was that Spike?” exclaimed Applejack. “And apparently the little guy has wings now,” said Mal. Spike picked himself up and ran over to Applejack. “Applejack!” exclaimed Spike. “Tarnation, Spike! You’ve grown!” “No time for that! Where’s Big Macintosh!?” “He’s in the South Field. What’s up?” “Twilight…She’s in labor!” “WHAT!?” And then Big Macintosh sped to the main part of the farm; as if hearing the name of his beloved wife tapped into an unknown speed force in him. “What did you just say!?” exclaimed Big Macintosh, the loudest anypony had ever heard him yell. “Twilight, she went into labor. Dr. Goodall is taking her to the hospital. She was panicking about me growing again so she…” “Who gives a buck about you!? Mah wife is in labor! Ah’m becomin a daddy! We gotta get to the hospital now!”