As they walked home in silence, he knew that she was in deep thought about something. But that wasn't what worried him, for that was pretty normal for the purple alicorn. What did worry him was that she seemed to be depressed as well, something he knew could make her have another break down.
"So, what's wrong Twilight?" He asked, breaking the silence.
"Huh, what?" She looked up in surprise, obviously not paying attention in her thoughts but she did recognize the look on Spikes face. "It's nothing to big, don't worry."
"You know I can't do that, just tell me what's wrong." He said, not wanting her to go insane. "Is it about Fluttershy?"
"What do you mean?" She asked, though she gave a sigh knowing that he would probably have figured out by now. After all, he was the one who knew her the best. "Kind of, that's only part of it though."
"She didn't say no did she?" He asked, feeling very nervous.
"Wait, how did you know that I was going to ask her?" She asked, eyes a little wide.
"Because, you had the look you get when your determined to finish a good book. Since I knew you didn't bring any books, I just figured. But what did she say?" He asked again.
"She didn't say anything, because I didn't ask." She then hung her head low, ears folding.
"What, did you get to nervous or something?" He asked, feeling slightly relived but knew better than to let go of his fears.
"I-I rather not say right now, is that okay Spike?" She asked, her tone was pleading for him not to push.
"Um, sure whatever. Say do you need me for anything tomorrow?" He asked.
"No, at least nothing I can think of. Why?" She replied.
"Because, I think I want to go out for the day, is that okay with you?" He asked, giving her an understanding look.
"Yeah, that sounds great Spike." She answered, giving him a small appreciative smile as they walked inside the library.
They did what they normally do, Twilight went straight to her desk to get in some study time while Spike made sure everything was organized. When it was time to eat, of course there was the normal argument of who was going to make the food. Once again, he had won that argument, and finally he decided to go up to bed and let Owlowiscious deal with the nighttime stuff.
"Hey, Spike," he turned his head to see Twilight giving another grateful smile. "Just wanted to say thanks, for letting me have time to think things through."
"Don't mention it, as long as you don't have another break down." He said, giving her a smirk.
"Alright, goodnight Spike." She said, waving him off.
"Goodnight Twilight, night Owlowiscious." He said, and started up the stairs.
<Goodnight Mr. Spike.> He heard the owl's voice call.
"Man, I'm going to really have to get used to that." He muttered as he got into his basket.
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When he woke up, he went through his routine as best as he could with his current state. It was a little difficult though, but he somehow managed just fine. After he cooked breakfast for Twilight, and making sure she was up he told her that he was going.
"Alright Spike, when do you think you'll be back?" She asked, after taking a bite of toast.
"Um, well I was thinking I be back before the sun completely sets. So, probably about five." He told her, his voice showing how impatient about not being able to get over to Rarity's making her give a little chuckle.
"That's fine, have fun while you're over there. And tell Rarity that I'll be over tomorrow just like we said, to get the new measurements for my dress." She said.
"Okay, bye Twilight!" He said, running out the door.
"Poor Spike, I know he has a crush on her but I wonder when he'll catch on to her game?" She shook her head, as that brought her own relationship problems to her mind. "Well, better not waste the time then."
He was running as fast as he could, and the ponies he passed could have sworn his eyes were in the shape of hearts. But he couldn't care less, all he wanted to do was be with Rarity. Though he knew that it was wrong of him to just up and leave Twilight with whatever was bothering her, he knew it would be better for her right now to try to figure it out on her own. Besides, he was pretty sure she would have just made him go somewhere anyways.
When he finally got to Rarity's, he finally stopped and took some deep breaths to calm down his breathing. Normally, he would also wipe off any sweat that had accumulated as well but since he was a dog he knew he couldn't sweat. Raising his paw, he knocked and waited.
"Coming!" He heard the sing song voice call, before the door opened. "Oh, hello Spike. What are you doing here, darling?" The white unicorn asked, giving him a friendly smile.
"Well, I came to see if you needed any help?" He asked, giving a tiny nervous gulp.
"Oh, certainly! I could definitely use some help, especially after Sweetie Belle decided to try to make her own curtains." She replied, waving a hoof for him to come in. "Please, come in."
"Sure thing, oh and also Twilight also told me that she would be over here for her dress measurements tomorrow." He said, walking in not taking his eyes off of the white unicorn.
"That's marvelous! I'm so glad she let me do her dress." She said, her eyes giving off a sparkle.
"Well why wouldn't she? I mean you are one of her best friends, and one of the best fashion designers out there. I would even go so far as to say you are in fact the best." He said, not missing the opportunity.
"My, oh my aren't you just the flatter today." She said, giving a slight blush at the compliment. "But, come on if you want to help!"
"Sure thing Rarity!" He said, following her practically floating in the air.
"As I said, Sweetie had tried to make her own curtains the other day. So, since your here do you mine cleaning up the mess for me, please?" She asked, turning to look at him fluttering her eye lashes.
"What ever you want!" He said, his already big and goofy grin turning even more big and goofy.
"Thank you darling, the mess in through that door. If you need me, I'll be in my work room." She said, trotting off making him snap out of his trance and finally took a look at the room making him groan.
"How did that filly even get a sewing machine stuck on the ceiling like that? Especially when she's just learning about magic?" He mumbled to himself, and he started to get to work.
It surprisingly didn't take him as long as he thought it would, even if he did have to find a way to get the sewing machine down without busting it. Somehow, Sweetie had sewed the machine itself to the ceiling. If he didn't know better, he would say her cutie mark would represent her talent of doing stuff like that.
"Oh, Spikey- Wikey!" He heard Rarity's voice call.
"Coming!" He called back, and took off to where he thought he heard the voice.
"There you are, how's the cleaning going?" She asked, as he came into the room.
"The cleaning in that room is done." He said, giving her a proud smile.
"Well, that's very good. I'll have to check on it in a little bit, but for right now do you think you could help me carry some supplies from the local fabric store?" She asked.
"Um, well I would normally but I don't know how much help I'll be now." He replied, his smile fading as she turned to him with a pout.
"Please, for little old me?" She asked, making her bottom lip tremble.
"No need for that Rarity, of course I would. I mean, I didn't say no the first time anyways." He said, making her gain a big smile.
"Good, now let me get ready then we can go." She said, giving him a dismissal wave.
"Alright, I guess I'll just be waiting in the living room I guess." He said, giving a little sigh.