Soarin's Scales 2: Childs Play

by Thebravenorse


Crazy Night!

Soarin's Scales 2
Chapter Nine:
Crazy Night

The gate to the city of Canterlot opened and many ponies, including Soarin and Cheerilee, trotted into the capital of their country. The moon was out and the city's lights shined beautifully. Everything looked the same as the last time both ponies had visited the city, but there were a lot more guards posted around.

“That's odd” said Cheerilee. “Soarin why do you think there are so many Royal Guards around the city?”.

“I don't know” said Soarin, clueless. “Maybe there's another royal wedding going on”.

“I doubt that. Don't you think we would have been informed about such an event, being so close to Spike?”.

“I suppose so, but you never know” Soarin grinned. “So what do you want to do for our date?”.

Cheerilee hummed and tapped her chin. 'What to do, what to do. There are so many things to do in Canterlot, like: Fancy Restraints, Wine Testing, Movies, Dance- Oh! That' s it!'.

“Lets go dancing! Oh please Soarin!” she pleaded with her best puppy dog eyes.

Soarin hated dancing with a passion. Back in high school he did something very, very stupid during his prom dance, and he never got over it. But, he was a sucker for the puppy dog eyes.

“Finnnne” Soarin rolled his eyes.

Cheerilee squeaked with joy, and she began to pull them both to a dance club.

'This is going to suck' sighed Soarin.

As they both trotted inside the building, they didn't notice the four figures watching them from far away.

“When they leave we attack” said a Changeling. The others nodded.

* * *

Trotting inside, Soarin and Cheerilee looked around.

The dance club was named: The Kings, and for good reason. The owners of the dance club, were some underground street gang called: The Kings of Canterlot.

But back to the building itself: There was a dance floor in the middle and a bar on all sides. Flashing lights of all colors filled the room, and ponies sang, danced and drank all around them. Even a DJ was playing dub-trot and other kinds of music on his fancy, electronic phonograph.

Soarin gave a long whistle.

“Dang. This place sure is...” he couldn't think of a correct word to use.

“Amazing” said Cheerilee.

“Yea, that works: Amazing! This place is amazing!” said Soarin, as they both took a seat at the bar counter.

“You wanna know something cool? I used to work here before I became a teacher” said Cheerilee, smiling.

“No way. The nice, kind, sweet teacher: Miss Cheerilee, used to work at The King?” Soarin raised an eyebrow. “I don't believe you”.

“Its true!” she grinned. “I even got the clubs official tattoo, under my coat”.

“Um... where at, under your coat?” Soarin gulped, with a beat of sweat running down his forehead.

Cheerilee blushed, but smiled seductively. She lined in close and whispered into Soarin'e ear.

“If you dance with me, then I'll show you latter on” she said, in a husky voice.

Soarin blushed and nearly fainted. 'I take what I said back. This is going to be awesome!...' he thought, grinning, as the pair made there way to the dance floor.

* * *

Back at the Sparkle household, Spike and Rose were listening to Soarin's records on his new phonograph.

“How about this one Rose. Should we listen to this one?” asked Spike, holding up a record.

“Whats the name of the record dad?” asked Rose, taking a sip of her milk.

“We Will Rock You, by Queen. Its an old song, but an awesome one” said Spike smiling, but then he sighed. “Gods, I'm getting old”.

“Your not old dad, your only twenty-one” said Rose with a smile.

“Thanks dear” Spike smiled and patted his daughter on the head. Rose giggled. “Now! How about I go and get us some Ice cream, and then we listen to some old Rock n' Roll!?” Spike grabbed the filly and tickled her belly.

“Yea!... Hahah!.. Ice Cream, sounds.. haha.. good!” cheered Rose, giggling.

Spike stopped his tickle attack, and put the record on, and then got off the couch and walked into the kitchen.

As the record started to play, Rose stopped giggling and calmed down and then returned to the couch. She drank her milk, waiting for her dad to return, but then..

*Smash!*

The windows to the living room were shattered, and three Changelings jumped inside. The first one had a bat. The second one had a knife, and the third had a crossbow.

Rose and the Changelings just stared at each other in surprise.

The first one leaned over to his friend.

“Are you sure that this is the right house? Because Strike didn't say anything about a kid”.

Roses shock faded away and she did the only thing that she could think of. She called her dad:

“DADDY!!!”.

The three Changelings covered their ears from the high pitched scream. Then! With amazing speed that could rival Rainbow Dash, Spike flew into the room and slammed right into, one of the Changelings, knocking him out cold.

The second Changeling was quick to recover from the shock and charged the dragon, with the knife in his magic.

Spike saw him coming and dodged the attack. Using his tale, Spike wrapped it around his attacker and flung him into the wall, knocking him out cold.

“Holy Shit! Strike didn't say anything about a dragon too!” said the third Changeling, in fear. “Oh buck this! I'm getting the hell out of here!”.

But before he could run, Spike grabbed his back legs. The Changeling dropped his crossbow.

Spike was easily taller than the Changeling on two feet, and he looked very angry. So angry in fact, that smoke came out from his nose.

Spike lifted the frightened Changeling to his eyes.

“I don't allow that kind of language in my household” said Spike, coldly. He then looked back to his daughter and smiled. “Rose dear, did you also hear this bug say a bad word?”.

The Changeling was practically begging for the filly to say no, but Rose nodded.

“Yes dad, he said lots of bad words”.

“How many did he say, my dear Rose?”.

Rose thought and then spoke.

“Hmmm... three”.

Spike turned back to the Changeling, and grinned like a mad dragon.

“Then that's how many times I'll hit him, adding onto the times I'll hit him for breaking into our house and scaring my daughter” The Changelings eyes widened.

“Rose, please be a dear and go to your room. Also, have you been practicing on your magic, like aunt Twilight told you?”.

“Yes”.

“Good...” Spike pulled back his fist. “Then place a sound proofing spell around your room. I don't want you to hear this”.

Rose nodded and trotted up the stairs, doing as she was told. The Changeling had tears in his eyes.

“Help me...” he squeaked, but only got a dragons fist to the face.

* * *

Soarin and Cheerilee laughed as they left the dance club. Both had a great time, and also a few drinks.

“Wow! You really suck at dancing!” said Cheerilee, giving the pegasus a shove, making Soarin stumble a little.

Soarin shoved back.

“Well, I tried to tell you! But you insisted that I dance anyway!” Laughed Soarin, and gave a drunk hiccup.

Cheerilee stopped them both in the street and she looked into Soarin's eyes. Soarin blushed, but keep his gaze firmly on her eyes. The moonlight shined down right on them.

“I know... and that's what makes you so sweet” she rested her head on his chest. “You do what other ponies want to do, even though you'll hate it. Your just like Spike”.

Soarin chuckled, and blushed from the close contact.

“W-Well, I try... but Spikes a lot better at the being sweet thing...” Soarin looked down at the smaller mare, and smiled warmly. “Besides... Its not like I didn't have fun. You were with me and that made all the difference”.

Cheerilee looked up and blushed. They both gazed into each others eyes, nether one looking away. Slowly, they brought their lips closer and closer, until...

They kissed.

A few buildings away, inside an old house, three ponies and a Changeling watched through binoculars.

The female Changeling gritted her teeth.

'Soarin, you no good, to timing, punk ass bitch! How dare you kiss that... that.. whore! Last thing I heard you were with a male, now I see you here cheating on said male with a mare. You make me sick. Your just the king of heart breakers aren’t you Soarin' thought Strike, warm tears falling down her cheek from the memory’s of her and Soarin.

She wiped her eyes and turned back to the train robbers/her new friends.

“Alright, get really to attack-”

“Strike!”.

Just then, one of her Changeling mercenary’s crashed through an old window. He looked scared out of his mind and out of breath.

“What is it, Zenth, and where are the other three?”.

“The.. *pant*.. others... *pant*.. were captured by a... dragon!”.

Strikes eyes widened. She pointed a hoof at the train robbers.

“You said that Soarin lived with a male, not a dragon!” she showed her fangs.

All three backed away. Long-run and Zoom pushed Gold to the front. He looked back and glared at them.

“W-Well Strike... If we told you that he was a dragon, then you might have been less... motivated to attack...” chuckled Gold, sheepishly. "And also, the dragon is a male... so... yea...".

Strike punched Gold in the jaw. The stallion fell to the ground with a thud. Zoom rushed to his side and even Long-run looked taken aback by the violence.

“Next time you better give me all the information, before! We make a plan” she turned back to the window, and saw that Soarin and that mare had already left. She slammed her hoof into the wall.

“Ahhh!!!” she screamed to the heavens, but then calmed down and sighed. “I will have my revenge Soarin... even if its the last thing I do...”