Chapter 3: In the Burning Heart
(Don't own that song)
Later in the afternoon, Twilight had return with Flash back to Ponyville. Twilight offered to help unpack everything, but again, Flash politely decline, so Twilight had the day to do whatever.
"What to do, what to do," Twilight said to herself as she roamed the streets of Ponyville until she saw Rarity, who seemed like she walking on sunshine (Don't own that song either), "Hey Rarity, why so happy? Did Mayor Mare finally outlaw dirt?"
"Mock all you want," Rarity replied, "but we will rid of this town of dirt!... Anyways, that's not why I'm so happy. I just found a date to Luna's wedding!"
"Good for you, Rarity," Twilight said, "getting into the wondrous thing we know as romance."
"Well, the four of us: Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and me decided to get dates this morning, so I guess I'm the first one."
"That's good," Twilight smiled, "but what about Spike."
"Well, he's a little young for dating don't you think," Rarity questioned.
"No I'm talking about... did you seriously not notice," Twilight asked, slightly shocked.
"Notice what dear," Rarity asked.
"He's always had a thing for you," Twilight answered.
"Oh, that. Of course I know that. But why would that have to do anything with me... oh."
"Oh, what?"
"Oh my gosh," Rarity exclaimed, "How could I be so insensitive! I took Spike along with me when I was talking to Seazon and he tried to pull me away. But I told him to behave and he got mad and ran away with tears in his eyes! It's all my fault!"
"Calm down Rarity," Twilight said, "let's just talk to Spike."
"I hope he's not hurt too bad," Rarity worried as she followed Twilight to her library.
Upon entering, they found Spike up in his basket.
"Spike," Rarity called to the dragon, but he didn't move.
"Spike, I'm sorry that I brought you along to see me go off with another stallion, and I know you probably don't want to look at me right now, much less talk, but I just want let you know, I'm sorry."
Spike didn't answer as he just laid there, motionless.
"Spike," Rarity said starting to fear for him, "Spike, please say something!"
"What, who, where," Spike sheepishly said as he shot up.
"Were you asleep," Rarity exclaimed.
"Yeah," Spike yawned rubbing his eyes, then turning back over, "but why would you care?"
"Spike," Rarity said, "I do care about you."
"You do?"
"Yes, but I care for you as a friend. You are such a good friend when I need you and I know you'll always be looking out for me."
"That's good to know," Spike yawned then waved his claw in air, "Now can you two go? I need to sleep."
"Spike," Twilight said sharply, "That's no way to act, especially when a friend is trying to talk to you."
"If she wants to talk to me, she can do it in a week."
"...Why a week," Twilight asked.
"Oh, that right," Spike yawned, sitting up, "I forgot to tell you why I've been eating so much lately. Remember my birthday when I got really greedy, and every time I took something, I grew bigger and older."
"Yeah."
"Well, that's one way for a dragon to get big," Spike sleepily said, "The other, natural way is for a dragon to hibernate one week to enter the next phase of their life."
"I remember reading about that," Twilight declared, "When a dragon is ready to get bigger, they eat a bunch of gems to store energy and sleep for a week."
"Yeah," Spike flatly replied, "exactly what I just said."
"So that's why you were a little on the husky side earlier," Rarity said.
"Uh-huh," Spike said, then turned over back under his blanket, "So if you'll excuse me. I need to go back to sleep. Oh, and I forgive you as a friend, I'm happy with whoever you're dating and all that stuff... goodnight."
With that Spike let out one more yawn before he started to snore.
"Well, I guess we'll talk to him in a week," Twilight said.
"I guess so, see you later Twilight," Rarity said as she left the library.
"Bye Rarity," Twilight called.
(To Be Continued...)