Monday came, and Spike and Twilight walked to school with Twilight speaking to her younger brother, "So you're going to meet Twistin' at the club room after school right?"
"Yeah. I sure hope they'll really think I'm good enough for them." Spike said hopefully with a hint of nervousness.
"Just stay calm and do your best, Spike, and I promise you you'll be fine." Twilight comforted him.
"Thanks, Twi." Spike smiled as they entered the building and went their separate ways to their lockers.
As Spike walked to his locker he was being greeted right from left by the other freshmen who witnessed his hip hop dance number at the fair. Spike not used to getting so much attention just smiled and waved in response until he reached his locker. After collecting his books he was ready to close his locker, only for someone to beat him to it. He looked seeing it was Rover with Fido and Spot behind him, "Oh it's you guys. What do you want?"
"What we want is to know why you're all of a sudden Mr. Popularity?" Rover demanded.
"It's not natural for a freshman to suddenly become popular after a few days." Fido added.
"So what's the story?" Spot inquired.
"Sorry, but I don't spill my secrets to guys who smell like wet dog." Spike mocked them.
The three frowned, as Rover spoke up in anger, "I don't like your tone with me. So I think it's time my boys and I teach you a little something in respecting your superiors." Rover was ready to deck him, until a voice called out.
"Hey!" they turned and saw Twinstin' Shout approach them, "Bit early for you to be causing trouble huh, Rover?"
"Beat it, dance boy," Rover began, "We got business with this shrimp."
Rover and his cronies were pulled back by Twistin', "Well now your business is with me. And unless you three want to spend the first few periods in the nurse's office I suggest you get out of here," he warned the three. Rover snorted in response before walking off with his boys feeling it wasn't worth their time. Twistin' turned to Spike, "You ok?"
"Yeah, he didn't lay a hand on me." Spike assured him.
"Well sorry about that. Those three just like to pick fights," Twistin' began, "So I'll be seeing you in the Hip-hop club room after class ok?"
"You got it." Spike promised.
"Cool. Well catch ya later, Spike." the two fist bumped.
"See ya, Twistin'." Spike waved bye as he headed to class.
Throughout class, Spike went through his daily schedule along with putting up with more of Iron Will's exercises during P.E. During lunch he and Puck met up with Twilight and the others who were still congratulating Spike for his performance at the Freshmen fair. When classes ended he went down one of the halls checking rooms, until he stopped in front of room 303, "This is it." he opened the door and looked in seeing multiple other students ranging from Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors. He recognized Twistin' and Vinyl in the room.
Upon entering the room, everyone looked at him, until Twistin' spoke up, "Ah there he is. Come in, Spike," So Spike walked forward up to the guys, "Everyone this is Spike, the guy I told you about."
"Hello, everyone." Spike greeted them nervously.
"No need to be nervous, Spike," Vinyl began bringing him over, "Everyone here is super nice."
Twistin' cleared his throat, "Anyway I called Spike here because I feel he could be a major asset to our club."
"But Twistin', he's just a freshman." one of the members spoke up in skepticism.
"A freshman, who can break it down." Twistin' defended Spike's honor as Vinyl spoke up in Spike's defense as well.
"Spike may not look it, but he's got a talent in dancing, the kind that this club needs. Give him a chance and I promise he will surprise you."
"I'll believe it when I see it." a female member spoke up.
"Then a demonstration is what you will get," Twistin' replied, "Vinyl to your position."
"You got it!" Vinyl said running over to the turntable set up in the room.
As Vinyl was working on a rhythm, Spike went to the dance mat set up in the center of the room. He thought to himself, 'All right Spike, remember what Twilight told you.' he started letting himself loosen up as the music played before he moved to it.
The other students watched him move slowly with standard moves feeling not too impressed, while Twistin' leaned against the wall knowing the best was about to come. Soon enough he was right as Spike started getting into the rhythm. Suddenly he was busting out the kind of moves he was showing off at the Freshman Fair. At that moment all the doubt and skepticism the other members had about Spike vanished, and were replaced by looks of surprise and stun
When Spike performed his final pose the club roared with applause and cheers. Spike saw everyone in the room was impressed, and felt at ease. Everyone started gathering around him, complimenting him, and congratulating him. They were broken up as Twistin' approached and spoke up, "What did I tell you? This guy has talent! So do we want him?"
"Yeah!" the club members cheered in approval.
Vinyl smiled as she stood at Spike's side, "Well Spike, it's unanimous. You're one of us now." he patted his back.
"I am?" he asked in surprise.
"Ya darn right, brother!" Twistin' noogied the side of his head, "Welcome to the hip hop club!"
"Great to be here!" Spike groaned at the noogie.
For an hour or so, Spike was introduced to the club members, and was told about all the hip hop contests their school was entered in and won. Soon all the members were clearing out except for Spike, Twistin', and Vinyl. Before Spike could leave, Twistin' spoke up, "A moment, Spike."
Spike turned back around and went over to him, "Yeah, Twistin'?"
"I've decided that as long as you're going to be in this club, we're going to need to make sure you stay in excellent shape to partake in our club's activity." the club president explained.
"Ok, and how're you going to do that?" Spike inquired curiously.
"Well I hired a professional to help keep you into shape." he answered.
"A professional?" Spike raised a brow, "Who?"
Suddenly he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders signaling someone was behind him. He looked up seeing Rainbow standing behind him, "That would be me, Spikey-boy."
"Rainbow Dash?" Spike gasped in surprise.
"Yeah. If anyone can whip a guy into shape, it's Rainbow Dash here." Twistin' explained.
"I know that much." Spike admitted, recalling how he used to watch Rainbow practice any sport with Twilight and the others.
"So she's going to be your personal trainer, making sure you stay in perfect shape." Vinyl stated.
"I think Coach Iron Will can cover that." Spike said feeling he's going to be getting twice the painful workout.
"Nonsense, the sport I got in mind will guarantee you will stay in perfect shape for the club here." Rainbow assured him.
"What sport did you have in mind?" Spike asked curiously.
Rainbow smirked, "Have you ever heard of parkour?"
"What's that?" Spike asked, but soon wished he hadn't. The next thing Spike new, he was free running with Rainbow Dash across some building roof tops and jumping onto other ones around the abandoned building district in the city, "I had to ask!" he cursed himself.
"Come on Spike, keep the pace up!" Rainbow ordered him as they continued jumping roofs, with Spike feeling glad they were close by and not far apart.
"I feel like I'm training to be a ninja!" Spike cried as he vaulted over a chimney.
"That doesn't sound so bad does it?" Rainbow asked as Spike rolled his eyes, "Just be glad you're wearing shorts today otherwise it'd be even more difficult."
"The coaches class doesn't seem so bad right now." Spike complained.
"Quit you're whining we got us a live one up ahead." Rainbow said as Spike looked ahead seeing another roof top, but the building seemed even further from the one they were on top of compared to how close the other buildings were.
"We're jumping that?!" Spike asked in fright.
"Yeah, we need to really put you to the test." Rainbow smirked at him.
"I don't think I can jump that far!" Spike cried seeing they were getting closer and closer, but couldn't bring himself to stop despite his worries.
"Don't say 'don't.'! Say 'do.'!" Rainbow encouraged him. Spike saw they were reaching the edge as Rainbow ran ahead to make the first jump, "Banzai!" she shouted as she made it to the other side and watched Spike about the make the jump.
When he reached the edge, he jumped with all his might screaming, "GERONIMO!" he leaped over the gap between the buildings feeling as if for that moment he was flying until he started coming down and landed on the other building's roof.
Spike looked up panting, "Did I make it?" he looked seeing he did, "Oh God, I made it!"
"Spike..." Rainbow began firmly as she approached him looking like she was disappointed, "That... was... AWESOME!" she cheered as he started playfully scuffling him, "You made a jump like that on your first try! Truth be told I half expected you to barely reach it."
"Oh thanks a lot." he replied dryly.
"Oh relax, the point is you made it." Rainbow said brightening his mood.
"Yeah, thank God," Spike panted, "I felt like my life just flashed before my eyes when I made that jump."
"Yeah the same thing happened to me, the first time I made a jump that far," Rainbow admitted, "So did it feel good making that jump? Didn't you feel that overwhelming sensation that the laws of physics no longer applied to you while you were in mid air?"
Spike pondered on that recalling how wild it felt to him when he did make the jump, "Actually yes. That did feel great."
"So then I take it you still want me as your personal trainer?" Rainbow asked smugly.
"Hell yeah!" Spike cheered.
"Heh, I thought so," Rainbow replied still feeling smug, "Well come on let's go." she began walking.
"Where are we going now?" Spike asked, puzzled.
"Pizza. My treat." Rainbow answered putting a smile on Spike's face.
"Hey wait up!" he ran after her, until they climbed down the building's fire escape.