He was now more confused more than ever, of course why wouldn't he be? After having to tell Twilight what he thought, and promising to tell their friends, and then kissing a dog and actually liked it. With as much confusion that's in his head, he was surprised his head wasn't splitting from the stress, especially of the image of locking eyes with Winona, who had been nothing but kind and understanding since they started talking.
"What's going on with me?" He asked under his breath.
"Spike? What are you doing?" He lifted his head to see Fluttershy standing there in front of him, and as he looked around he realized he had wondered by her cottage.
"Oh, just...thinking." He replied.
"Does this have anything to do with what Twilight told us?" He gave a sigh and nodded. "Oh, well sorry to bother you then. But, do you mind if I ask how she's doing? After I told her about Pinkie Pie, she seemed so confused and stressed." Fluttershy asked.
"She's just dealing with some emotional stuff herself, can't say more than that. Though I think it would help if you and Pinkie would show up for moral support, just be careful because if you two show up at the same time it might cause her more trouble." He said.
"Why would us both showing up cause her more trouble?" Fluttershy asked.
"Oh, just forget I said anything. I have to go now and get my thoughts together, bye!" He said running away with a confused Fluttershy behind him.
He honestly didn't know what he was thinking telling her that, Twilight didn't need anymore problems and neither did he. But he couldn't take back what he told her now, and she would tell Pinkie what he told her and they would go visit Twilight together, and give her more stress. He stopped panting, his mind now even more racing.
<Why is my mind so cloudy?> He asked himself, knowing that he just needed to take on one problem at a time. It was time for him to stop running, but he had one more stop before he went home to talk to Twilight.
Though it took a good moment before he got his bearings and knew which way to go, and he couldn't help but walk a bit slow. He knew his mind was slowing him down, even if he didn't know why. But he knew he wasn't that far from his destination, the reason why he wanted to go here first was for advice. It honestly wasn't long before her house came into view, and he gave a knock before entering.
"Hello, Rarity?" He asked.
"I'll be right there Spikey, but I'm a bit busy at the moment. So, just have a seat and relax for now." Rarity called.
He took the seat, and looked around and he definitely saw how busy she had been over the past couple of days. Though his attention was torn when he saw a white fuzz ball looking at him, hissed and walk away. It took about five minutes before Rarity finally walked in, looking disheveled, though she mumbled something before walking past him and then turned around and walked to back to her room.
"Oh, Spikey, in a moment can you come and help me?" She called from the room.
"Um, sure, but I really came here to get advice!" He called back.
"I can give you advice when your helping," she called.
"Okay, just call when you need me." He said.
<Let me ask you this, do you still like my owner like I knew you did?> He heard a voice ask, and he turned around to see Opalescence sitting right above him on the couch cushion.
"Um, yeah, why?" He asked.
<Oh, nothing of importance. Though for a long time, I wanted to save you from a lot of trouble, especially now that your nothing more than a mangy mutt.> Opalescence said.
"Hey," he said.
<No offense, but honestly you're not a pure breed. But, let me save you some time and trouble, even if it's already too late. My pony, she doesn't like you how you like her. She never has, and never will especially now more than ever since your a dog. I mean since you were a dragon, you might of had a chance but not now. Not to mention how young you were, shoot most of the time she only pitied you and that's why she allowed you to help her so much. Sometimes, she used your little crush just to get you to do what she wanted you to do.> Opalescence said.
"Yeah right, like she would do that." He said rolling his eyes.
<Believe me or not, that's what she did. I mean think about it, just about every time you're here she always has you do something. She just used your crush to her benefit, as mean as it sounds. I doubt she realizes she does it, but sadly that's just part of her personality. It really is a shame, because I know she does care for you like she cares for all of her friends but she just can't help but use you.> Opalescence said stretching out.
"Oh, Opalescence you bad kitty, you know you aren't allowed on there!" Rarity said, lifting the cat with her magic and putting her down on the floor.
<Just remember, she does care for you as a friend, but only as a friend.> Opalescence said before walking away.
"As it turns out, I didn't need your help with what I thought. Now what did you need advice on? Why are you looking at me that way?" Rarity asked.
"Oh, um no reason, I was just wondering something." He answered.
"Well, what were you wondering? It must be a bit important if you came to me." Rarity said, and scanned him over. "Does this involve a girl?"
"Huh, what?" He looked around nervously and giving a sigh. "Yeah, it kind of does. You see, I kind of, accidentally, might of kissed her."
"Your first kiss! Congratulations Spikey!" Rarity squealed. "Who was it?"
"Why do you care?" He asked.
"What? Of course I care Spike, why would think I don't care?" Rarity asked.
"Every time I come over here, you always seem to have something for me to do, and I know you know about my crush on you! I know you used that to get me to do stuff for you, so why would you care about this?" He asked.
"Spike, I-I do care for you if your saying I don't. I care for you as a friend, and I am sorry if I did use your crush on me to my own advantage. If I did that, then I really am sorry." Rarity said.
"Are you though? Are you really sorry for using my feelings like that when you use your charm on stallions all the time to get them to do what you want when you want? Do you even feel sorry for them that you made them think they had a chance and then crushed them, took their time away?" He asked, and before she could say anything else he ran out.
Why did he run out, the answer was simple. Because he didn't want to hurt her more, he had said all he wanted to say and anything else would just be overkill. He had honestly wanted advice, but instead he ended up telling her how she made him feel a good part of the time. But, he just couldn't stand to be there when she would break out in tears, for that would make him feel even worse.