//------------------------------// // Chapter Eleven // Story: Hearts of Class II: Lights of Love // by ImAPonyXY //------------------------------// A Night to Remember After reading the letter from Lil’ Dew, Spike began to feel as though things were going back to normal. He was with Sweetiebelle again and Lil’ Dew and Lyvia were friends with him. Only thing is, Lyvia had to go and he didn’t know how they would get into contact with her at all, he could only hope that she would come and visit every now and again. Today however, was still a special day and Spike and Sweetiebelle were about to have their second date. Spike couldn’t wait, he was way too excited but unfortunately they had all day until the sun set. For the rest of that day all the way until sundown Spike and Sweetiebelle hung out. They went to Sugar-Cube Corner, the Markets and they even went to speak with Applebloom. On various occasions did Sweetie talk about he up coming birthday and that she was inviting, as many people as Rarity would allow, and that Spike would most definitely be one of those people. However, just before dusk, Sweetiebelle had to leave to go home and get ready, she hadn’t planned on staying out all day and so she hadn’t changed into her attractive attire. “Meet me at my house in half an hour. I’ll be all ready by then.” Sweetiebelle smiled and kissed Spike on the cheek, then left to go to her home. On that note, Spike just hung around for a while by himself and smiled to himself, he had a very successful day and he wanted nothing more than to finish it off holding the girl he loved. He had planned to take me to the lake for a picnic under the moonlight, then he would do anything that she wanted to do. For the time being he just wandered around town, glancing at the many thing he could buy if he had money. That was another thing that he wanted to do sometime, he wanted to get a job. After some time, he decided to go to Sweetie’s place, he had no idea what the time was or how long he had been wandering about, but he assumed that it would be close to the half an hour mark. As he walked, he picked up the pace; he was eager to get there and see what Sweetiebelle was wearing. He wasn’t going to lie, he always loved her fashion style and the clothes that she wore, and he new that that sounded kind of perverted in a certain sense but he wasn’t bothered by it. He would just never tell her that so he could avoid creeping her out. In no time at all did he reach the home of her beautiful girlfriend, Carousel Boutique. The wonderful store of stunning fashion had left it’s door open even though there was a sign on it that read ‘closed’. No doubt this was just too get some air flowing through the store but Spike couldn’t help his curiosity. Spike walked up to the door and looked inside the shop, he new that he was welcome in but he preferred to ask first, being the polite thing to do. “Oh hello, Spike.” spoke a sophisticated sounding, white, unicorn, mare with the most beautiful purple mane. “Are you here to pick up Sweetiebelle?” the fashion mare asked. Spike nodded, “Yeah I am. Is she ready yet?” he asked, still standing just outside the door but keeping himself visible. “I’ll check for you darling.” she replied. “Sweetiebelle! Are you ready yet?” she called out loudly, standing at the base of the stairs. “Just a minute,” the fourteen-year-old girl called back, “I’m just putting my earrings on!” Rarity turned back to Spike, “She’ll be down in a moment.” she said calmly and disappeared out of view, no doubt to get back to work on further designs. On that note, Sweetiebelle came graciously walking down the stairs with a thin, red dress on that defined the curves of her body. From her ears hung blue crystal earring and around her neck was the golden manticore necklace that she nearly always wore. Covering her delicate feet were red heels with the insignia of a butterfly thread with purple yarn. “Wow!’ was all that Spike could say as he stared at the girl he was so lucky to have. Sweetiebelle giggled and met with him at the door, “You ready to go?” she asked. “Yeah, lets be off then.” Spike said, but just before they left, they were halted by Rarity. “Now I want you to be back before 9.30, Sweetiebelle. You two have school tomorrow.” she reminded and let them be off. “Of course, Rarity. I’ll have her home by then.” Spike reassured and the two were off. The night of memories had begun. Spike began to lead Sweetiebelle to the lake where had planned for the picnic to be. While he was out and about he had bought a few things with the little money that he actually had. He had bought a variety of food including of bread, chocolate, a few muffins, some flowers and other things to make sandwiches out of. “So where are we going, Spiky?” Sweetie asked curious and she tilted her head ever so slightly. “To the lake... we’re gonna have a picnic?” he replied with a soft smile. “Oh cool. I haven’t had dinner yet so I’m starving.” she squealed, “I’m so excited for tonight. Last time was so perfect, I hope tonight is too!” “It will be, Sweetie. I’ll make sure of that.” he reassured and stroked her heavenly hair. The two of them continued along their journey until they reached the park where the lake was. By this time the sun was beginning to set and the soft, orangey light from the sleeping sun glistened through the canopy of threes and shone upon Sweetiebelle as though she was an angel. “Wow... you really do look beautiful tonight.” Spike admitted with an awkward glare. Sweetiebelle giggle. “Aww. Thanks Spike. This didn’t take very long at all to do, so it could be way better... but it’s not.” she explained; preferring not to go into the ‘girl talk’ as Spike would surely not understand. “Anyway, should we set up?” Spike snapped out of his trance and looked around slightly. “Yeah we’re close enough.” He placed the bag on the grass and sat down. “Sorry, I didn’t have enough money to get a picnic blanket.” “Meh, that’s okay. We don’t need one.” she smiled and dived her hand directly into the bag. She pulled it out and within the whiteness of her fur she held a muffin. “Ooh! Blue Berry.” she immediately took a bite without hesitation. “Is it good?” he asked and he also dived his hand into the bag. “Yeah!” her words were muffled as her mouth was still full of the mush that used to form a muffin. Spike couldn’t help but chuckle. He just witnessed a girl that prides herself on being a lady do the most unlady-like gesture; speaking with her mouth full, which caused a few crumbs to fall onto her lap. He pulled out his hand from the bag and he too, had grabbed a muffin. This one was just a regular chocolate one but it was sure to be delicious. He too quickly took a bite and moaned in delight. “These are good,” he agreed and took another bite. He also hadn’t eaten since lunchtime so he was quite hungry too. Sweetiebelle took another bite and received a mouthful of blue berries, which gave her a moist surprise. Never the less, she kept eating, one bite after another until she eventually finished. She reached her hand back into the plastic bag and pulled out some bread, ham and some cheese. She was going to make herself a sandwich and most likely this would fill her up; she didn’t have a very big appetite no matter how hungry she was. She formed her ham sandwich and took a bite of it. The ham was juicy and the cheese was soft and delicate, the bread was fluffy too and so she had created and lovely sandwich. “So Spike, what have you got planned for tonight?” she asked eagerly. “Well...” he took a bite of his second muffin that he had just grabbed. “All I planned was this picnic and I was going to do whatever you wanted. How does that sound?” “Sounds good, because all I wanna do is lay back and relax.” she answered and continued to eat her sandwich. She eventually finished eating and her small stomach was filled. She sat back and rest her back against a tree. The sun had completely gone down now and the moon had taken its place. The white unicorn then watched and waiting for Spike to finish, she looked up at the sky to see that the stars were out and they left the night glistening. She smiled to herself and began to softly sing. You’re the one I love with all my might, The one I’m thinking of every night, The one That helps me make things right, The one I dream of when I sleep at night, The one I think of when I hug my pillow tight, The one I love with all my delight. Touch your heart, Close your eyes, Make a wish, And say goodnight Sky so wide, Stars so bright, Off the lights, And sleep so tight. You’re the one I want all night, The one Who I need to hug so tight, The one Who makes my heart beat right, The one Who won’t stop loving without a fight, The one Who make me smile in plight,, The one I love with all my delight Touch your heart, Close your eyes, Make a wish, And say goodnight For it’s you, I love so much, Please never go, For I need you so! Spike was struck into another trance and had been trapped just by how beautiful she was and how angelic her voice sounded. “That...” he begun, “was stunning!” he praised. Sweetiebelle beamed a large smile, “thanks Spiky. I’ve been thinking about that little melody for a while. Well, ever since last time I sung for you.” she clarified and began to hum a little. “You right, dragon. That cutie was stunning.” said someone who has standing just a few metres away from them. To Sweetiebelle, the voice sounded annoyingly familiar. She turned her head to face the direction of the voice and sighed as she saw whom it was. Leaning against a tree was a griffon; it was the same griffon that had harassed her yesterday. “What are you doing here? Go away!” Sweetiebelle shooed and shot him a hostile glare. “Sweetie, who is this guy?” Spike asked worriedly. “He’s just some horny fuck who get flirting with me yesterday... then Lyvia beat him up.” she explained and growled at him. The griffon smirked. “That probably the nicest description anyone had ever given me. Thank you.” he moved closer to Sweetiebelle. “Asshole, why don’t you use your eyes and look at who’s with me?” she groaned and pointed at Spike. The griffon looked at him. “Who’s this, you’re boyfriend?” he asked sarcastically and broke into laughter. “Yes.” The griffon’s eyes shot open and he stopped laughing. “Wait WHAT!?” he looked at Spike again who looked back at him looking extremely pissed off. “Yeah I am! And you’re intruding on our date, so would you be so kind and fuck off!” Spike threatened, “Or I swear, I’ll make your face so unrecognisable that not even your parents will know that you’re even a griffon!” Sweetiebelle grinned and took a step backwards. She was about to see Spike fight for her love and put that griffon in his place. Hopefully he would just stop bugging her with his stupid and pointless flirts. The griffon puffed himself up and stood taller and stronger than Spike, he leaned up close to Spike face and said, “Nah!” Spike growled and ‘POOF’ a few feather’s on the griffons face were lit on fire. Enraged, the griffon puffed his feathers at the dragon and pats away the flames with his wings as if he was never on fire. Black spots were scattered across the corner of his face were the flames had singed him. “You’re going to regret that, dragon!” the griffon threatened and pecked to skull of his nemesis. “Ow!” Spike rubbed the area where he had been pecked and stared the griffon in the eyes. “How about we fight fair?” “Fight fair? That’s a stupid idea!” the griffon chuckled and lowered his guard; his hands were down by his waist, leaving his torso wide open. “Well we either fight fair... “ He gripped the griffon by his shirt and aimed his claws on the other hand at the lower abdomen. “Or I can make you realise how much a stab wound hurts!” The griffon laughed again and looked down at the dragon’s claws. “Those aren’t even sharp!” the griffon pointed out and poked his hand. “Besides, threatening me isn’t a very good idea, dragon!” Spike hesitated slightly, he was right. Spike didn’t pose much of a threat to him. He had already pat away the fire that he was lit on and pointed out that his claws were deemed useless in lethal combat. But he needed the upper hand other wise he would appear helpless and weak to Sweetiebelle and that was the last thing he wanted right now. That’s when an idea popped into his head; he smirked and pressed his dull claws against the tummy of the griffon. “It would hurt a lot more if I forced them in, now wouldn’t it?” the purple dragon threatened. “You’re going to do that just for a fight fair?” the griffon asked confused and slightly afraid; although he didn’t entirely show that. “Worth a shot. If you won’t fight fair, then I won’t fight fair. It’s something that a friend taught me. And what better time to put her words into practice then now?” “Just forget this! We’ll stop fighting... I’ll go away. Just leave me alone you little shit!” the griffon submitted and moved away Spike’s hand; slowly backing off. “Do you promise to fuck off and not come back?” “Yeah... I-I promise,” the griffon nodded quickly and continued to slowly advance backwards. “Deal?” “Then leave already!” Spike roared and stomped the ground. With that the griffon ran off quickly; flapping his wings to make him go faster. He may be big and strong, but deep inside, he was a coward at heart. Spike turned and looked at Sweetiebelle with a soft smile planted on his face. “There, now we can get back to it.” Spike said and placed a hand upon her small shoulder. He then moved close to the little, white, unicorn that stood at least two heads shorter than Spike. He leaned in and kissed her deeply; wrapping his hands around her warm body. Sweetiebelle blushed deeply at this instant reaction and she held the kiss. To her pleasure, he tasted good and she would have no problem with keeping this kiss going for as long as they wanted. She felt Spike’s arms around her tightly and his firm grip on her made her smile. She was glad that she had a strong, brave boyfriend like Spike. To her, it didn’t matter whether or not he was different race than her. Love was love, and she loved him as much as he loved her back. The kiss was deep and passionate; both were enjoying it as much as they did on their last date. On top of that, the kiss was wet and lasted for a while. Sweetiebelle loved the taste of his lips and the sensation of that feeling triggered her feministic seductivity. When the kiss was broken, it was only to catch their breath before they went straight back at it. They kissed again and again ad again; each time getting progressively longer and more passionate. The two teenagers were enjoying themselves almost too much and when they had finally finished their kissing they looked each other in the eyes, standing only a few feet away from each other holding hands. There was a long, string of spit that went started from one mouth and ended at the other. “What do you want to do now?” Sweetiebelle asked softly, staring deep into his eyes with a starry expression. Spike smiled and caressed her hip, which his had lain upon. “It’s a beautiful night? How about we lay on the grass and stare up to the stars?” “Sounds lovely, Spiky.” she waited for Spike to lay down first, and when he did, she soon followed and lay her head on his chest. His heartbeat was like a lullaby to her; it was soothing, calm and heavenly. With that, the two of them looked up at the stars, glancing at the mane constellations that dotted the skies and spotting the various nebulas that could be seen on this clear night. They broke into small talk for a while; enjoying each other’s company and warmth. Then, a question came across Spike, he wanted to know more about Sweetiebelle’s birthday. “Hey Sweetie?” he asked? “Yeah?” she replied, changing her view from the sky to him. “What do you want for your birthday?” Sweetiebelle had to think about this for a while, she would ask for a dress but Spike wouldn’t really know where to look and plus, she had tonnes of dresses. She thought that maybe she wanted more jewellery, but again, Spike wouldn’t really know where to look. She couldn’t really think of what she wanted that she didn’t already have or new that Spike would have too much trouble finding. In the end, she just decided on letting him surprise her. “I don’t know, surprise me.” she answered his question finally. “I can do that, beautiful.” the handsome dragon said. “Thanks handsome.” Spike felt a tint of crimson fall upon his cheeks as he heard what she said. Not only did he blush, but he couldn’t help but feel a stupid grin appear too. Her words always had the power to move him and to affect his feelings in a certain way. I guess that was love... true love. In a few hours, the date was over. Spike promised Rarity to bring Sweetiebelle back at a reasonable time as they both had school the next day. So, that’s what he did; he didn’t plan on upsetting Rarity in any way, nor did he plan on having Sweetiebelle and himself listen to a lengthy lecture about being late. Spike, like the gentleman he was, brought the lady home as they walked the quiet and cold streets of Ponyville. Today had been very uneventful in terms of a regular day in Ponyville. People barely left the house today. Upon reaching Carousel Boutique, Spike walked the unicorn all the way to the front door. “Thank you for walking me home, Spike.” She smiled, then planted a final kiss on his cheek. “Have a good night.” “You too, lovely.” he watched her as she went inside for the night and once she closed the door he decided that it was time for him to head home. The thought of Sweetie’s birthday rushed through his head. It was only a week and a bit away and he would surely have to get something great for her. It was to be her 15th birthday and so she deserved the best one. He was a big part of her life and he wouldn’t miss it for the world. Back inside Carousel Boutique, Sweetiebelle slowly climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She was tired but tonight was worth it. The place was dark and quiet, meaning that Rarity had gone to bed. She thought that it would be a good idea to do the same, so, she stripped out of her clothes and pulled on her pyjamas. She turned around to face her bed and saw that Opal had curled up in a perfect circle at the foot of her bed. “Good girl.” Sweetie whispered and slowly ran her hand over the soft cat’s fur before climbing into bed for the night. Images of Spike, the date and, strangely enough... the griffon, even though she wasn’t even asleep yet, raced through her head. She couldn’t deny that the griffon looked kind of cute, but the way he acted was childish and rotten. She hoped that he took Spike’s warning well, and that she wouldn’t have to see his horrible sight again. Never-the-less, the night was wonderful and the taste of Spike’s lips still remained on her lips. She closed her eyes and softly faded off to sleep with a soft smile perched on her face. That night, she dreamt of Spike... and Spike only.