What do you do when you’re never taken seriously? What do you do when you’re just taken for granted, and then left in the dust when you’re no longer needed? What do you do when, even just for a mintie, you become recognized by others and feel great, like you could let your insides out, only for your fears and all that you care for to be forgotten about the next day? Well… you’d probably feel irritated about it, angry even if you’re on one of those off days. But would you do anything about it? Most likely not, you wouldn’t want to bother those who say they care so much about you, when in terms it’s the complete opposite. But either way you rather not be a nuisance, so you stay quiet and do as told, smiling as you do so, your thoughts and anger dwelling inside of you, and expanding with each passing minute. And who knows? Maybe sometimes you do get a cut of slack and get to make a few joke and actually hear a few laughs… or rather giggles, and maybe those giggles are not really at the joke but at rather the way you think about things.
Talk about non-judging, right?
But nonetheless, you still get that false feeling of warmth, and that’s enough to wake you up every morning and face the day ahead of you. But what is the real shame though, is that today, is going to be exactly like the day before that, it’s always going to be the same thing if you don’t change it. While you can’t change the past, hence why you shouldn’t dwell on it too much, however you can change the future. But in order to change the future, you require two things. One, to have all the requirements to change the things you want changed. And two, to have the want to change your life, to be able to sacrifice all so that you can change the world around you. Well, that’s if you want to change the world’s image, and those isn’t those kind of stories.
No, this is a story about a dragon who’s literally defecate on every day, and wants that to change. But keep in mind this is still a nice dragon, so nice enough to keep his worries to himself and do as he is told, no matter how much he depress him. But when one keeps all that to himselfs, it can change a being and how they will act later in life. I like to things, in life, there’s going to be that moment that changes a being, for the better or for the worst. While not everyone may have this moment, most will. Rather it being a person you love dying in your arms, because you couldn’t do anything about it. Or your life around you crumbling to the ground, and you need to change your style of living. It can be many things, from the smallest of words to the biggest moment in your life, it will change your personality, for better or for worst is your call. But if you’re a sore loser, chances are it may be for the worst, but that’s just my opinion.
Spike the dragon isn’t your typical dragon, he’s not the kind to come into your town and burn it to the ground. No, he isn’t like the typical greedy dragon to take your things and grow into a dragon that will soon burn you down to crisp, although he came close to doing so. No, Spike the type of dragon that lives with ponies and does their bidding. Say that in public and see what kind of reaction you will get, and if you’re shy, go say it to one of your freinds who is, for some reason, obsessed with dragons. Watch what kind of argument he can give you, and listen to the words you just don’t understand or wonder why they know so much about a mythical creature. But then again, to be fair, we all have that secret pleasure. No, not that kind of pleasure you sick freak, I mean the thing you love to do but should probably be ashamed about, like watching a show about ponies or masterbrating. Okay sure, that last one involves actual pleasure but you get the jest. Also, before you get irritated about making fun of you for liking a show about ponies, I’m not, I’m just making a statement. And say even I was, don’t forget that I’m the one writing a fanfic about it, so the more shameful one should be me. Yay.
Anyway, fourth wall breaking aside, back to the tale I’m here to tell.
As you can see, Spike is a abnormal dragon, you would never think he would serve ponies, especially in the way he does. Some may say he owes them for raising them, while others say he deserves more respect or he should run away. Whatever side you chose is your opinion, and yours alone. Anyway, Spike is a purple scaled, green frilled dragon, both words cute and disgusting could be said about this dragon, your call. He’s been serving…. assistance under the unicorn under the name of Twilight Sparkle, the personal prodigue of Princess Celestia, the alicorn who raised the sun and the moon everyday. Well, at least she used to.
Twilight hatched Spike’s egg, a unicorn hatching a dragons egg is probably worth some bragging rights. After Twilight had done so, she had gotten accepted into a special school for unicorns, the good special mind you. She left the room gleeing and giggling all over, she had achieved all her dreams, and even gotten her cutie mark in the process. Oh, and I think there was something about a dragon as well, but it isn’t really that important.
Ouch.
While the filly happily bounced away, in the room still laid was a baby dragon. What’s the first thing that comes to your mind when you have a baby dragon in your midst? Probably “kill it before it can kill us!” But that’s if you're weak minded and afraid of the un-known. But if you're a princess, then probably you're a little strong minded, hopefully I would think. So, the princess did what others did not want her to do, and that was keep the dragon. You could say she was strong minded, while you could also say she would be able to take on a dragon, again, your call.
So the princess took the baby into her own care… what, you think she would give it to the filly? Searsouily? You think a princess would intrust a filly, who is still learning how to care for herself, a baby dragon? I’m sorry, but that’s one of the stupidest things I’ve heard. Sure, maybe you could say I’m afraid of the unknown. But I at least know a Princess would be able to probably care for a baby dragon, rather than a filly. Also, while you can say you know plenty of children who can take care of pets, congratulations, you just called Spike, a dragon, a normal being, a pet. A whole argument could be made here, but I’d rather keep this fourth wall breaking to a minimal.
For the next years, Princess Celestia would take care of this baby dragon with all the affection she could muster, like if this baby dragon were one of her own. And Twilight Sparkle would be going to that special school, stop it, and learning how to be the best magician in the whole world. Oops, wrong word.
The dragon and the unicorn would sometimes meet and play with one another, unintentionally sealing a friendship with one another, each being able to call one another friends. During this time, Twilight didn’t really have any friends, she had her motherly figure Celestia, her brother Shining Armour, who would periodically be station at her door, and Spike, her best friend. Besides that, it seemed like the whole world disliked Twilight, and would be constantly bullied by other for being different.
You really are a messed up mind aren't you?
And she would return home, tears in her eyes. In in her room, drawing or doing whatever a socspacatied dragon would be doing, would turn around and smile at her, maybe even exclaimed about his achievements he’s done today. But upon noticing his sad lookin friend, he would come to embrace her and listen to about her day, and offer his support the whole way through. He really did care for her, and she really did come to appreciate it, he was the only she could go to, and he was always supportive of it, he never talk about himself on those days, or rarely ever. He wanted to be noticed and he wanted the things he done to be exclaimed at, but he knew what should come first. To bad none of his friends thought that way.
Twilight soon came to take this kind of friendship into granted, a bit she still cared for the dragon, but her caringness was diminishing day by day.
Then came the day for are two duos to head to the town of Ponyville, you guys already knows what happens here.
Upon the completion of their quest, Twilight and Spike are tasked with living at Ponyville, and studying the art of friendship, which in some ways, they fail.
At this point, Twilight comes to realises she now actually had friends other than Spike that like her and care for her, and she need to longer the care from the baby dragon. I mean when your prompt with new and better friends, you leave your olds ones in the dust and get them to get all the stuff you don’t want to do, no matter how annoying they may be.
Now that’s one hell of a friendship.
So now we have Twilight Sparkle being the best of friends with the other elements of harmony, and dear poor Spike, in the background, mopping away. How would one feel in this predicament? While Spike may feel mad and angered, he kept his thoughts to himself, and did nothing to change the way of life. Why? Because there’s nothing he can do about it, let that sink in won’t yeah?
Oh my dear poor Spike! Such a innocent and nice baby dragon! Caring for all those around him! Only for them to push him to the side! You’ve tried making friends, you’ve tried being the best you can, but yet all you get is the same results! Any success you ever had is always never beneficial! You’re practically useless! But don’t worry, you’re mommy still here for you. Wait, she abdon your egg because she knew what kind of loser you were going to be! A nice dragon who get’s pushed aside from ponies, nice job kiddo.
“Shut up.” Mutter Spike, leaning back in a chair as his thoughts ran rampant in his mind.
Why, what are you going to do about it?
Spike grumbled in his mind, as he became beyond irritated with this voice. So much, that he began to lose his balance, as the chair and Spike fell backwards and rolled onto the dusty floor of the basement
Hahaha, can I get a re-play?
Sighing, Spike picked himself up and dusted himself off. Usually, all this ruckus would’ve earned him a annoyed yell from Twilight, telling him to keep it down and to get back to work. But luckily for Spike, she no longer took residence in the tree of a library anymore. She had left him and her friends to become a princess, even though she was reluctant to do so. Even though it was more so for her friends and rather Spike.
Good riddance.
Spike irrational thought, as he made his way up the stairs of the basement and to the door. Before leaving, he gave one look to the room he was supposed to clean. It was still a mess, but he was simply too tired to clean, moreover he didn’t feel like cleaning it.
That’s another thing about Twilight, instead of letting him tag along, she entrusted him the library. While on the fair side she probably couldn’t bring any guest, she could of at least given a better good bye.
She was probably overwhelmed with emotions about me that she just simply needed to leave before she broke out crying.
You always give them the good sides to their sins.
True, but at least when she entrusted it to me, she had to look up to me.
That was another thing about Spike, he had grown incredibly large overnight. He now stood much more higher than the average pony, he was probably around eight feet and a half.
I still remember waking up to a broken basket, and Twilight waling on me demanding where my new hoard was located. Once I managed to calm her down and converse with her, the look on her face when she realized I was now bigger and could take of myself now. She practically cried on me and begged me not to leave home.
And the next day she treated you like the little runt you are.
Hey, no need to ruin the moment.
Spike had entered the libraries main floor, as a certain scent had reached his snout.
Coffee….
Spike had hurried on over to the kitchen, as he prepared to make his morning cup of joe. Taking the nearly brewed coffee, he had poured the black tar into a nearby mug, upon nearly filling, he returned the coffee to it’s rightful place before picking up his mug and taking a tiny sip of his black coffee.
As good as always.
Upon the sip, his eyes wandered off where to where a nearby calendar, where todays date had a red circle, and a tiny note saying ‘meeting”’ was printed.
“Oh crap.” Spike mutter as he looked at a nearby clock, where he was horrified to know he was informed he was late.
“Sorry coffee, our date is going to be rescheduled.” Said Spike to the cup, as he grabbed a nearby jacket and dashed off to the nearby candy shop known as Sugar Cube Corner.
“I’m telling you girls, I think she’s playing for both teams if you know what I mean.” Said the marshmallow mare, spreading around the daily gossip.
“I quite don’t get it, isn’t that illegal?” Asked the orange coated mare, eating into a nearby apple.
“I mean yeah, unless the coaches are fine with it I guess.” Said the one hovering in the air for no good reasons, perhaps her hyperactivity does not permit her to stay still.
“How about you Spike? What do you think?” Asked the think pink one, excitement blooming in her voice. Perhaps she best friend with the previously mentioned friend?
“To be honest, I couldn’t care for baseball, nor could I care for this conversation either.” Spike said tiredly, his tail was over lapping his shut eyes, preventing light from reaching his eye lids.
Ever since Twilight left, someone needed to compensate for Twilight’s position on the weekly meetings, and who better to drag out of his comfort zone this Spike the dragon!
But in a seriousness, ever since Spike’s growth, the group started to treat him a little differently, and once Twilight left, they at times actually came to respect his opinion.
Although at others, they still found him to be a nuisance. Especially with this new personality he had going on.
“Geez, I wonder who woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.” Said the cyan coated mare, finally landing on the ground.
While Spike wanted to say “up yours”, he decided to keep his mouth shut.
“Um, Spike, is everything okay?” Asked the most timid of the group.
“Yeah I’m fine. I guess teenage hormones are just getting at me.” Lied Spike, not wanting to upset his friends, especially her.
Ooh, do I sense some romantic feelings here?
“What’s the matter shorty? Can’t get a mare?” Asked the cyan mare, also known as famous Rainbow Dash.
I’d wouldn’t be saying that around her.
“Who are you calling shorty? And please, dragons would be more my style.” Said Spike, his tone and face staying nonchalantly.
“Fine, maybe I’m still not use to looking up to you-”
“It’s been two and a half months since the growth.”
“Like I said, still not used to it. And also, dragons? Come on, you know mares are so much better than dragness.”
“Okay fine, you got me there. Dragness are cold blooded so it would make doing something a little less… pleasurable.”
The room stood in silence, before a couple of disgust face could be made
“Gross.” Mutter out Dash, as if a bad taste had entered her mouth.
“What? You know I’m only joking.” Spike said in a joking manner, becoming a bit more lively as he unrolled his tail and stopped leaning.
“Yeah but still, you don’t know what kind of images you could be putting into our heads.” Dash said as if she finally gotten that bad taste out of her mouth.
“Please Dash, I don’t even want to know what’s going on in your head.” Joked Spike.
“If you don’t mind me prying in. Do you like mares Spike?” Asked Fluttershy, her face painted with a bit of curiosity.
“Uh…” Spike muttered, as he thought about it for a second. He never really knew any other dragons, and all the ones he did know were pricks, plus there wasn’t any really attractive looking females from what he had seen. But to be fair I guess he was still a kid, but then again there was that crush he had with Rarity, that had gone absolutely no where. He could admit he found some mares to be attractive. “Yeah, I guess I kinda do.” Said Spike, nodding his head slightly.
To Spike, she seem to gleam a bit, before returning to normal.
Odd.
“Anyway, all that disgusting things aside, back to our original conversation.” Declared Rarity, as everyone returned their attention back to the purple maned mare.
Crap…
“Well actually, I think everyone has already said what they're doing this week.” Rarity said as she looked back to her notes. “Yes, everyone but Spike as said what their plans are. So I think we put this meeting to an end.”
Wow, did she really just say that?
Meh, I’ll just go home to my punching bag and pretend it’s her.
“Um but excuse me, but shouldn’t Spike have the chance to share his plans as well, I mean i don’t think it’s fair to bring him out to these and get his opinion on things, but then never ask him what he’s doing is kinda mean.” Fluttershy spoken truthfully, before feeling the need to correct herself. “Sorry, I mean that’s my opinion at least.”
Some of the others like Rainbow and Aj began to weigh in, before Rarity cut in.
“Nonsense Darling, I’m sure Spike has nothing of the utmost importance to share.”
Wow…
Yeah, I bet Aj saying she’s just going to be working on the farm is the utmost importance.
Spike huffed.
“I’m mean right Darling?” Rarity asked him, a innocent smile playing at her lips.
What a-
Hey now, easy. And to be fair, all I would be doing is moping around the library like a loser.
“Well, actually, I’m probably going to be gone for a week or two, so I’ll need someone to watch over the libary for me in my absence.” Lied Spike, him not even realizing that he had done so.
What did I just say?
You wanted to prove Rarity wrong about your pathetic life, so now it looks like you’re going to be going away for awhile.
Most of the faces in the candy shop were confused about the dragon words. This was a dragon who never ever left Ponyville, and here he was wanting to leave for a couple of weeks.
“What in the hay are you talking about Spike? You can’t go elsewhere, how would you be able to manage yourself?” Rainbow Dash asked with a concern and joking tone.
Spike cleared his throat, as he rose to his full height, abitley looking indmatieing.
“Alright, good point. But still, what are you going to go do?”
Spike felt like break lose right here and being a little bit honest, he would be able to get some things off his chest in a way that would be less offending to others.
“I don’t really know myself, all I know is that I want to find something to do rather being some dragon that runs a library.”
“What’s wrong about that Darling?”
“It’s just… my entire life I’ve been put to the shadows and not really cared about. I’ve been doing all the work others don’t want to do, I want to do what I want to do.” Spike went on explaining, before a notice board had caught his attention, he had approached it and gave a glance before making a gesture movement to it with his claws.
“Like look. In manehattan, they’re having a musical contest.”
“You don’t play any instruments Spike.” Dash said plainly.
Before Spike so respond to that, Fluttershy beat him to it.
“Well, actually he does. He plays the guitar. Actually, he’s the only one I’ve ever seen play the guitar due to his claws.”
Everyone sat in a bit of amazement, both to Spike being able to play such an instrument, and for Fluttershy having this knowledge.
“Uh, thanks Fluttershy?” Spike thanked awkwardly, she only responded with a smile as she returned to sipping away at her tea.
Returning back to his argument, he kept on looking at the notice board till another thing groped to his attention.
“How about this, fight club!” Spike announced, before he pondered what he had just said for a second.
Wait, fight club? You’re now allowed to talk about it.
Meh.
Dash had broken out into a fit of laughter, Aj into a fit of giggles, while the the other looked around awardly.
“Haha, please Spike, you’re going to make me laugh to death.” Laughed Dash, not taking any of his words seriously, really bugging Spike off.
Irritated, Spike approach Dash, and whispered into the gleeing mare’s ear.
“Perhaps we should take this conversation outside?” Whispered Spike, not a drop of sarcasm in his voice. The mare quickly stuttered, before stopping her laughter and returning to her hoofs.
“I guess I get your point.” Said the mare, feeling a little bit small at that moment.
“But Darling, you simply cannot be serious about leaving? I mean sure you’re bigger now, but your mental side is surely that of a kid.” The mare had said innocently. She really thought nothing was wrong with the way she thought about things.
“Trust me, I’ll be fine. I still have quite a bit of money and I think I deserve a bit of a vacation.” Argued Spike. No matter what they say, they were not going to change his mind about this.
“I’m sorry bud but I just don’t think you're cut out to go anywhere alone. I mean what would Twilight say about this if we just let nelly belly let you off on your own and you got injured?”
Buck what Twilight says.
“I really couldn’t care what she would have to say, seeing as how she thought fit to leave me alone here in the first place.”
“Yeah, because we would also be here.” Dash quickly jumped to defend her friend.
“Either way, I couldn’t care what she or any of you had to say about this. This is my and only my decision alone, and none of you have any say in it.” Spike hadn’t meant it to come out that way, he still cared about his friends, Fluttershy even remembered something about him, but at last it came out as it did.
“I’m sorry Spike, but I’m afraid I can’t just let you leave.” Declared Dash, standing up. Her voice carried nothing else but searieness. Applejack appeared to have joined her as well.
“What are you going to do, report me?” Spike said mockingly, a smirk tugging at his right lip.
They didn’t like that one bit.
“I’m pretty sure Princess Twilight Sparkle wouldn’t mind us teaching you a lesson, I’m pretty sure she would even send some guards incase you got out of hoof.”
“Claw you mean?” Spike said as he raised his claw.
Most of them gave him designated looks, before he smiled and turned away.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Called out Applejack.
“Going home to pack my luggage. I’ll pay my part of the bill later.” Spike said as he waved a claw goodbye.
“Oh know you’re not, we’re not done talking!” Dash called out, but all she got was a-
“bite me!”
Dash looked like she was about to charged after him, but was promptly stopped by Fluttershy.
“Huh Shy, get out of my way!”
“No I will not. Don’t you all see how you were treating poor Spike? No matter why he’s so mad, you all treat as he were dirt, and I don’t like seeing my friends fight each other.”
While Dash grumbled, she still wasn’t okay letting him go.
“Don’t worry about him, I’m sure he’s going to go home and pack some things. Afterwards, if he’s still mad, we can cut him off at the trains and have a soschaptied talk with him, understand?”
While some grumbled, other kept silent and agreed with Fluttershy.
“Good, now then. Let’s return to our meeting.”
Stupid ponies thinking they’re in control of me. You know what? I’m done, I’m done being their play toy, that little ambolisol you laugh at. I’m going to leave this place and be someone, I am a dragon right? I’m special compared to these ponies.
The only reason your ‘special’, is because you're living in a lower society. You like a high schooler going to a middle school. But if you were to go to high school, you’d be eaten alive, literally.
Will you shut up and just let me be a sore loser?
…
Thank you!
Spike had reached his ‘home’, and unlocked the door as he entered. For some reason, he was madder than he usually was in a situation, he was just mad. Like if he had broken out of a mirror, and saw the world was left-right, not right-left. But he didn’t care, he was going to leave and be free. He just knew it.
Spike had approached his room, where he grabbed a large some kind of case, and tossed it to the bed. He then approached his closet, where he was greeted with only a couple hanging sweaters. Luckily for Spike, in this kind of society, cloths were optional, meaning there were none importance to own. He grabbed a simply long black jacket, that fell just below his waist line. Upon closing the closet door, he walked up to his desk, where a somewhat small brown pouched laid. He picked up the pouch, with little no weight attached to the bag. He then hurried on over back to the bed. He store at the silhouette of the case for a few seconds, before undoing the two locks on the case. Upon opening it up, the contents were that of a single guitar, but Spike paid it no mind as he tossed the pouched in and locked the case once more. One done, he took the straps attached to the case, and threw it over his shoulder. He then walked over the the desk mirror to see how he looked, upon noticing that he was handsome as ever, he walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs, where he planned to lock everything up .
“Well boring library, I’m afraid I must say my farewell. Don’t worry, I won’t be gone for long, I just need a break from your exteriors. Yes, it is you.” Spike displayed his farewell, as he made his way to the door to freedom, carefully locking it as he went took a step to the outside world.
We’re not free yet, once we get to the trains and to manehattan then I’ll be free.
Spike, decided it not to be a good idea to stay around much longer, decided to lighter jog to the nearest train station.
You do realize you're going to get onto a random train to a place you are unfamiliar with, and then try to make money over the week at that place?
Correct my friend.
I have no words on how to respond to this.
Silence is bliss my friend.
Spike had just arrived at the Ponyville express, to which he was slightly out of breath. Upon painting, his eyes scanned the area for the nearest both, to which his he found a few feet away from him. Picking himself up, he began to walk to the teller.
However, what he had failed to realize, was that their was approximately five mares standing in front of the teller, most with disapproving looks on their muzzles.
“See? What did I tell you!” Rainbow yelled in front of Fluttershy’s muzzle, a bit of anger found in her tone.
“There’s just no way our Spikey-Wikey would of ever dare to do this!” Exclaimed Rarity, pissing Spike off to no end.
“He’s a teenager, he’s bound to act like this. But at least we know how’ll he’ll act to things.” Stated Aj, her to join into the conversation about them being better than our poor dragon.
We’re only four years apart! And how do you think you know me?
Oh Celestia cut out the emo bullshit!
“What are you all doing here?” Spike asked tiredly, already knowing the answer.
That seem to catch all of their attentions, as all eyes were set on our protagonist.
“We knew after today’s earlier incident that you would try and make an act, so we beat your short minded to it and now here to stop you.” Answered Dash, feeling a bit superior.
“Easy hero. I’m no villain here.” Spike said with his claws raised and open.
“Yeah, but your still a kid who can’t handle their own actions. I’m sorry Spike, but we just cannot allow you to make mistakes of these caliber.” Said Aj, who seemed to be talking honestly.
“How in the hay is visiting a town a big caliber?” Posed Spike.
“Because your going there without a plan in mind.”
“I do have a plan.”
“Getting luckily isn’t considered a plan.” Aj deadpanned.
“Whatever, I couldn’t really care about your opinion on my plan, I’m going, with, or without your blessing.” Spike was about to move past them, but Aj spoke up.
“Listen, Spike. I don’t want to be the bad guy here, but I just don’t want you to get beat up and lost in some city far from here. I mean maybe if one of us were to occupy you there, then I’m sure we’d be okay with that. But I’m afraid everyone’s busy, as I got the farm”
“I have designer things to attend to.” Weakly said Rarity.
“I gotta train Scotts.” Dash said without a care.
“I totally would’ve come with you Spike, but I’m afraid I’m in charge of throwing the party for Pound and Pumpkin, and you know I’m never one to turn down a down a party….” Said Pinkie, who actually seemed downed by her words.
“Don’t worry about it Pinks.” Spike said apologetic with a smile. We even lowered himself to be eye level with the mare, who’d then give him a hug, which he returned.
Upon completion of the hug, most thought that the dragon had finally calmed down and returned to their senses. Unfortunately, for them, they were wrong.
“However, I’m still going, and you girls aren't, going to stop me.” Spike declared, as he made his way past them.
However, they reformed in front of him, prepared to hold their ground. Spike smirked and prepared himself for a showdown, huffing a bit of smoke through his nostrils. But before a noise could be heard, a timid voice was heard, possibly chatting to another voice.
“Hello, I would like to purchase a ticket to matthan please.” The voice spoke gentle like, so gentle it could only belong to one type of mare.
“Uh, Fluttershy, what in the hay are you doing?!” Dash turned around to say, shock and confusion overcoming her emotions.
“What does it look like Dashy? I’m paying for a ticket for Spike to go off and relax, surely the way we’ve been treating him and the amount of work he’s done is worth a little week of free time?”
“That not the problem Fluttershy.” Aj interjected. “What is the problem is him leaving unattended.”
“Alrighty then.” Nodded Fluttershy, before returning to the counter.
“Actually, I’d like to make that two tickets please. One for me, and one for the drake.”
The mare before the counter nodded, before writing up the ticket data.
What!?
“Flutters, what in the hay are you thinking!” Exclaimed Dash, the layer of confusion only adding in with the rest.
“I’m going to accompany Spike here, for a full week’s worth.” Plainly stated Fluttershy.
“But… but why?” Asked Aj, her emotions mirrored to that of Dash.
“Because I have nothing really important to do this week, so I might as well help out a friend who well deserves it.”
“But Darling, don’t you require any items from home?”
“Not really, if I need something I’ll just get it there.”
“What… what about your animals?” Dash asked once more, still not understanding the events unfolding before her.
“They know I’ll be gone for a good reason. I’ll even send them a letter explaining my entire situation.”
The group continued to chatter, not a single one understanding why this was happening for. Amidst all this, stood a drake who was the most confused. Why was she doing this for him? Why was she agreeing with him? And why was she going so far for him?
Finailly finding his voice, Spike was able to interject.
“Fluttershy, you don’t need to do this, I can surely handle myself.” Spike announced, although all she did was smile.
“There’s no need to worry Spike, I want to do to do this.”
“But, why?”
“Because we’re friends. Remember?” She asked, as she received their tickets to the train.
Friends…. we’re…. friends?
“Spike, your ticket.” Fluttershy said a bit muffled, a ticket in her mouth.
“Oh, here.” Spike had taken the ticket from the mare, and upon briefly studying it, he deposited into his jacket.
“Well then girls, we’ll be off. I’ll see you all real soon and let you know how it all went.” Said Fluttershy, heading off into some direction.
What’s gotten into her?
“Aren't you coming Spike?” Fluttershy called out, as the drake snapped out of dreamworld and joined her.
“What… just happend?”
“I have no clue.”
And so, our heroes set off onto a train ride, to a place that was surely going to change their lives.