//------------------------------// // Bromance {Edited} // Story: Soarin's Scales // by Thebravenorse //------------------------------// Soarin's Scales Chapter Two: Bromance "Soarin, you up?" asked Spike from the kitchen. "Yea." came the reply with a yawn. Coming down the stairs to the first floor of Spike's house, Soarin entered the kitchen and saw Spike stirring eggs in a frying pan. He took a seat at the table and watched Spike cook. Spike expertly stirred the eggs, put bread in the toaster, and poured Soarin and himself some orange juice with his tail all at the same time. Years of cooking for Twilight had made Spike a professional at this. Soarin watched in amusement at Spike's work. The purple dragon was something, that's the truth! A good friend, a good cook, and a good looking- 'Wait... what? Was I really thinking about Spike that way? No..no of course not. I mean sure Spikes nice, charming, cool, a bit awkward at times (which Soarin thought was cute). But that didn't mean' Soarin's thoughts were cut off by Spike placing a plate piled high with steamy, delicious looking eggs and toast with jelly on the side. Spike really had out done himself. Soarin lifted up his fork with a hoof and dug into his eggs. The taste, Oh Celestial, the taste! It was as if his mouth had died and gone to heaven. Spike watched in pride as his guest indulged himself in his eggs then chuckled "By the look on your face I guess that I did good". Soarin swallowed and looked up from his plate, smiling. "Spike, you did an amazing job on these eggs!" said Soarin diving right back into his food. If Soarin wasn't head first in a plate of heaven eggs then he would have seen the blush on Spike's cheeks. Spike chuckled and dug into his food as well. The two friends ate in silence the rest of the morning. * * * A green, purple dragon and a blue pegasus trotted down the streets of Ponyville, chatting away. Ponies of all kinds waved to them and smiled. Spike and Soarin waved and smiled back. Even a few fans came up to Soarin asking for autographs (much to his annoyance), but he smiled and did so anyway. After a few more minutes of walking, the two made it to a building by the name of: Sugercube Corner. To be kind, Soarin held open the door for Spike. Spike blushed and thanked him, and went inside. Inside, ponies were sitting at tables chatting away, eating cupcakes and other sugary treats. Spike scanned the room for a certain pink pony, but couldn't find her anywhere. He knew that she would pop out sooner or later and he knew that he could warn Soarin... but decided against it. Soarin trotted up to the counter. The Wonderbolt was surprised to not fine anyone at the register so he rang the bell... Big mistake! Faster then Soarin could ever hope to fly, a pink blur popped up from behind the counter and tackled him to the ground. After the stars had cleared from his vision, Soarin looked up to see a pony with the biggest smile that he had ever seen. "Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie!" yelled Pinkie Pie. "Um... Hi, I'm-" he was cut off by the hyper mare. "Oh..oh don't tell me you're a chicken! no, how about a cow! Or... hold on" The mare brought a hoof up to her beard (That she must had just grown) and stroked it in deep thought until, "Wait *gasp* you're Soarin the Wonderbolt!" she screamed. Soarin swallowed then responded "Yes that's me". Expecting Pinkie Pie to scream with happiness or burst into song, Soarin tried to pull out of her grip. But to his and Spike's surprise, she got off him and slowly trotted behind the counter then disappeared like she was going downstairs. Soarin looked up to Spike for an answer but all he got in response was a shrug and a "Don't ask" from the dragon. Spike helped his friend up then the two turned towards the counter to find too just made muffins sitting there and a letter that read: 'To Spike & his coltfriend. From Pinkie Pie xoxoxo'. Both of them blushed madly and turned away from each other. Quickly they took the muffins and left the correct amount of bits on the counter, and left the shop. * * * Spike thought that it would be a good idea to take Soarin to a movie to help cheer him up after that awkward incident at Pinkie Pie's. Movies had just came out, and were the hottest thing right now. They say that some big-shot inventor in Applewood had created the movie business, and the projector, as they called it. The projector was this device that could place moving pictures on a big screen. So now after that history lesson, both Spike and Soarin stood outside the Ponyville movie theater, looking at the selection of new releases. "Um..." Spike was in deep thought "How about Seducing the King" he said, pointing towards the poster. "You do know that a chick-flick, right?" Soarin looked at him with a questioning face. "Oh... I didn't know" he lied. Spike awkwardly chuckled and rubbed the back of his head with a claw. Soarin just shrugged and went back to looking at the posters. A cool looking poster with armored ponies running up a hill carrying swords caught his eye. "How about Front Line Canterlot, I heard it's an awesome war movie!" he said with a smile. Spike was not that amused. He was never really big on war films. All it was to him was ponies killing ponies, but he wanted Soarin to be happy so he nodded and smiled. They paid for their tickets and went inside the theater. * * * After the movie was done, Luna's moon was coming up, so Spike asked Soarin if he would like to stay at his place until he gets his life on track. Soarin thought about his home and the nearly destroyed state it was in, then said yes to Spike, who in return had the biggest smile that Pinkie Pie could only hope to achieve. (Pinkie Pies house) Pinkie Pie looked up from her book on scientific theory and gave an angry glare "I feel a disturbance in the force..." then went back to reading. (Back to Spike & Soarin) After complying to stay for another night Soarin and Spike went back home. By the time they got back, it was late, so they went up the stairs and off to bed. But before going into their rooms, they both told each other goodnight with a friendly smile then stepped inside and closed the doors. That night both Spike and Soarin dreamed about each other. * * * A few days passed by and Monday came around the corner. During those days Spike & Soarin had begun to notice new feelings emerge towards each other, all their time was spent hanging out, talking, and basic dude stuff. But once and awhile an awkward moment would emerge. Like when Spike and Soarin would trip during a game of hoofball and fall on top of each other, causing their lips to meet for just a moment. That was probably the biggest event to happen, but the other awkward moments were just a quick glances at each others plots and getting caught. Nothing too big. Soarin was over all confused about himself and these new feelings. But Spike on the other claw was sure about himself and knew what he wanted, he wanted Soarin.... No, he needed Soarin! So during one of their random talk sessions, Spike decided to bring up a question that might help him get what he needed. So putting another log in the fireplace he spoke. "Soarin, can I ask you something?" asked Spike, walking over towards the couch and taking a seat. "Sure, what's up?" Soarin looked up from his book with a curious expression. Spike swallowed and nervously moved his gaze to anywhere but Soarins eyes. "Well.. Um..." 'Come on Spike just say it.' he thought "w-would you like to have d-dinner with me?". Soarin's eyes widened in surprise. Out of all the things Spike could have asked this was by far the last thing he thought the dragon would. Now let's get one thing straight, even though Soarin was a jock and by stereotype law, he should be dumb and clueless, but that was far from the truth in his case. Soarin had also been around the block many a times so he knew when somepony was asking him out. But back to the topic at hoof. Did he really feel that way about Spike? I mean every time he was around the dragon, he would feel... happy and alive for the first time in a long time and when they hung out, Soarin felt like he could be himself without any judgment. Spike had helped him in his time of need, got him on his hooves again, and stood by him all the way. That was way more than Spitfire had ever done. And with Spike he felt... loved. And it didn't matter anymore that Spike was a guy, all that mattered now was if Spike would be his guy. But that all depended on his answer. So with his accepted feelings for the dragon, he gave his response with teary eyes and a smile. "Yes!".