//------------------------------// // Sliptrot // Story: Spike Likes Metal // by Staying Sic //------------------------------// Twilight was sitting on her couch, with a book she was about to start. She barely had time to read, or do anything since she had to constantly keep an eye on spike. She sighed and flipped the book by the title of 'Fifty Shades of Hay' to the first page. "Whew... Thank Celestia Spike is tired out, and in bed. Now I can finally-" "TROT INSIDE!!!" Twilight jumped a mile as the whole library shook with the sound of beating drums, guitars shredding, and ear numbing vocals. She knew that voice from when Shining Armor listened to nu metal. It was Sliptrot. "Ugh! Why did I let him hang out with those older dragons!" She angrily muttered to herself, stomping up the stars to his room. She arrived at his door, and pounded her hoof on it. Nothing responded but the continuous screaming of Corey Neighor, the lead vocalist of the band. Since Spike wouldnt open it, she threw the door open, quickly running to the sound system she got him for Winter Wrap Up last year, and pulled the plug out of the wall with her mouth. Spike, who was nodding his head quickly to the song (headbanging) just a second ago, looked at twilight with his arms up, as if to say "Why'd you do that?" His eyes were lined with black eye makeup, trailing up to make a point at each sides of his forehead. He had his left ear pierced with a golden hoop, and a gold ring was on his left claw. He was wearing a white shirt with his favorite band's logo on it. Twilight dropped the cord on the ground, still scolding Spike with her glare. "Awe, c'mon Twi, this is Sliptrot's new single!" Spike whined. "I am trying to read! Ever since you started playing with those teenage dragons, I haven't read a single chapter of...," She paused for a second. "My new book." She didn't want Spike to know she was reading the book that those older dragons probably told him about. "Also, you should be in bed," She added, calming down. Spike sighed. "You're right, I'm sorry." "It's fine, Spike. Just go to bed and why did you take my makeup." Twilight spotted her eyeliner on Spikes dresser. "Uh... I thought it would look cool with this shirt." Spike smiled sheepishly. Twilight rolled her eyes, and levitated the eyeliner to her. "Wash that off, and go to bed, Spike." Spike nodded. "Okay. Goodnight." "Night." Twilight closed the door behind her, closing the door, and returning to the couch where her book was sitting closed. Finally, she could start it. And then she fell asleep, falling face first in the first page. *** Twilight lifted her head up the next morning, the first page peeling off of her forehead during her ascent. It was quiet through the entire library. Something was definitely wrong. "Spike!" Twilight called, hoping to hear something in return but got nothing. She galloped up the stairs, seeing that Spike's door was slightly cracked. literally. The wooden door was split near the bottom, and some pieces of the door around her hooves. She gasped, and threw the door open. Also literally. The door was loosened off of the hinges slightly, and from the force of her hooves, the door fell. Twilight expected a loud THUMP but the door stopped a foot above the ground as something broke its fall. She nudged the door off of whatever stopped it, and it completed its fall from the frame to the floor. There now laid an unconscious Spike with headphones placed in both of his ears, and a huge lump on his forehead. "Spike! Do you know how much it's gonna cost to fix this door?" She exclaimed frantically, motioning to the broken door that laid on the floor parallel to Spike. "Answer me!" Spike just laid there motionless, except for the rising of his chest, the only indicator he was alive. "Oh no..." Twilight raised a hoof to her mouth, realizing what happened to her assistant. She took his earbuds out, and picked up the music player in his grasp and pressed a button. The screen lit up, showing the song that was playing. Just as she expected... *** Later that day at the hospital, Twilight took Spike in and they rushed him to the emergency room. The rest of the girls came over as well to make sure he was okay, except for Fluttershy. She was having the same teen problem that twilight was having, but with Angel Bunny. Around a half an hour later, a nurse with a pink mane and a white coat came out of the treatment room with a clipboard. Twilight lunged at the counter, placing her hooves on them to hold herself up, her face inches from the nurses. "HOW ARE HIS VITALS!" Her and Rarity both exclaimed. The two looked at each other for a second before Twilight returned her attention to the nurse who took a step back from the panicked unicorn. "Well, everything was fine, but he has a minor concussion. do you mind me asking how this happened, miss?" Twilights cheeks reddened slightly from embarrassment. "He accidentally smashed his head into a door while listening to Sliptrot." The nurse looked at her blankly. "Okay then... And one more question if I may?" Twilight nodded. "Why is he wearing makeup?" *** Spike held his hands against his throbbing forehead against the bump. He was sitting up in the hospital bed, not remembering anything that happened. The last thing he did remember was headbanging to his favorite new song on the new Sliptrot album, seeing a door for a split second, a pain in his forehead, now he's in a hospital. "Ugh..." "How was your nap?" A voice said from somewhere he couldn't tell. "Huh, what?" He looked around confused, his vision blurred. He rubbed his eyes and blinked, trying to make out who was speaking to him, though he should have been able to tell from the voice. "Twilight?" "Yes Spike. You're lucky to be alive, you know?" "Twi, he just has a minor concussion," another familiar voice said. Rainbow Dash was there too. When Spike was done clearing his vision and his mind, he blinked again, he saw that five of the girls were in the room with him. It was then Spike realized his music player was missing. He always kept it with him no matter what. "Where's my music player?!" he said, feeling his sides where his pockets would be. Pinkie was the first to speak. "I took it! I decided to look through your music to see what made you get so into it so I listened to a few songs and I agree that this group TOTALLY ROCKS!" She finished her sentence with a hop, and a smile wide as usual. "Ah gotta say, it ain't half bad," Applejack added. "We all found it quite... eh, interesting. Except for Fluttershy," said Rarity. The five friends all circled the bed that spike was in, and Twilight dropped a CD on Spikes lap. "I got you this. It just came out today, and I figured you would've gotten tired of hearing the same song over and over again." Spikes eyes lit up when he saw the new Sliptrot album, The Hay Chapter. "Oh, thank you Twilight!" He hugged the case of the CD close to his body. "Can we..." "Listen to it now?" Twilight finished his sentence, smirking. Spike smirked back. "Alright!" Pinkie yelled, holding the music player above her head. "Let's get this party started!" She opened the player, and Twilight opened the CD case to put it in the tray. Spike jumped out of the bed he was in. "Go to track three!" "Alright, Hit play Spike!" Pinkie encouraged him, after skipping the first two. Spike spun the volume all the way up and pressed the play button. "TROT INSIDE"