As the first rays of light from Celestia’s rising sun reached Spike’s eyelids, the young dragon couldn’t help but awaken from his slumber. Unfortunately, the said whelp was not ready to greet the day and promptly rolled over to escape the light. After a few minutes of trying to return to his sleep, Spike realized slumber would evade him for the rest of that morning. Groaning, he laid up in his bed and looked around his and Twilight’s room, noticing she was not there.
“Why can’t I ever sleep in?” Spike asked to no one in particular. Just then, he remembered how he had slept in the previous morning and this, in turn, led him to recall all of yesterday’s events. This included Twilight sleeping in as well and her pretending to be his assistant.
“Well,” he mumbled. “I better go see if things are back to normal around here.”
Hopping out of bed, Spike yawned and stretched one last time before fully exiting his bedroom. The sleepy dragon made his way down the castle’s main hall and to the master kitchen. He knew Twilight would most likely already be cooking breakfast, but he was unsure if he would be her assistant again.
Walking through the door, Spike was instantly hit by the smell pancakes being horribly burned and a wall of thick smoke.
“Well, Twilight’s definitely up and making breakfast,” he thought. “I just hope we don’t have to put a fire out like last time.”
Spike made his way through the smokescreen until he reached the kitchen counter. Finally reaching clear air, Spike took in a large breath, refilling his lungs.
“Good morning, Spike.”
Looking up, Spike could see Twilight by the stove smiling at him.
“Morning, Twi. Hey, you see that half the kitchen is filled with smoke, right.”
“Well, it’s not exactly half, now is it?”
Spike sighed and looked back at the mountain of smoke. He aways hated when Twilight started talking about numbers.
“I’m pretty sure it’s half, Twi.”
“Looks more like a third to me.”
“Were not doing this again. Remember last Thursday?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, while we debated exactly how much of our breakfast was burnt, the fire you started spread to multiple wings of the castle.”
“Oh, right.”
“Anyways, are we back to normal?”
“Back to normal? Hey, if you want to talk about last Saturday, we can, but I thought we agreed to just forget it. I mean, I did see you...”
“That is not what I mean Twi! And yes, we did agree to forget that ever happened.”
“I know, but it was just so...”
“Drop it!”
“Okay, okay. Hey, do you realize how much of our conversations are about events that happened the previous week.”
“I guess you’re right. It would suck to be somepony just following our conversation without knowing about the events we have been discussing.”
“Yes, that would be pretty confusing. Well, now that I ruined breakfast, what does my number one assistant want for breakfast?”
Spike sighed in relief after hearing Twilight call him that name. “Actually, I’m going to head over to Rarity’s to see if she wants any help.”
“But you need to help me clean the kitchen!”
“Twi, you’re an aileron princess who has defeated countless evil powers. I’m pretty sure you can handle cleaning your own kitchen. Oh, and make sure to put out the fire quickly this time.”
“What fire?”
“I’m sure there will be one soon. Now, I’m off to Rarity’s. See you, Twi!”
“Bye, Spike!”
Approaching the Crystal Boutique, Spike couldn’t help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The beautiful fashionista had been the young dragon’s long time crush ever since ha had first laid eyes on her. He had tried multiple times to confess his feelings for her, yet Spike always failed to get the message across. He just hoped that one day he would finally have the courageous enough to tell Rarity he loved her.
“Oh, well,” he thought. “I guess I better start with just helping her make some dresses.”
Spike promptly walked up to the boutique’s front door and rang the doorbell. He then heard some shuffling from inside followed by a few items falling to the ground.
“Just a minute!” he heard Rarity call.
After a minute had passed, or fifty six seconds if you are Twilight, the door opened, revealing Rarity’s beautiful image to a gaping Spike.
“Oh, hello Spike,” Rarity greeted softly.
“Um, hi, Rarity. Are you okay?”
“Yes, Spike. I’m feeling fine, but what are you doing here?”
“Well, I just wanted to know if you needed any help?”
Spike was surprised to see a blush appear on Rarity’s face.
“So is that a yes or...”
“Yes! I would love your help!”
Spike jumped back a few feet at Rarity’s sudden outburst. The poor dragon ended up tumbling onto his back and before he could even comprehend what had just happened, Spike saw Rarity rushing towards him. The unicorn mare skidded to a stop near Spike and lowered her muzzle inches away his face.
“Spike!” she yelled. “I am so sorry! That was just so stupid!”
“That’s okay, Rares. It was an accident. It’s not like you did it on purpose.”
“Well, yes, but I would understand if you no longer wanted to help me.”
“What!? Of course I still wanna help you.”
“Really! Oh, than you, my Spikey-Wikey!”
While it pleased Spike to see Rarity so happy, it still disturbed him that her muzzle was still so close to his own.
“Uh, Rarity? Can I get up now?”
Spike’s question seemingly brought Rarity back into reality and only now did she realize the position the two were in.
“Rarity, why are you blushing?”
“No...reason......” Rarity trailed off as she looked into Spike’s emerald eyes. On Spike’s part, he was trapped on the ground by the unicorn above him, who seemed paralyzed by the very sight of him.
“Seriously, Rares? Can you just move a little?”
His words had seemingly no affect on Rarity, however, as she kept on staring at the young drake on the floor.
“Why is she looking at me like that?” Spike thought. “I mean, the only time I’ve ever seen a pony give that look was when...”
Spike’s train of thought stopped as he began to recall a picture take of him by Rainbow Dash. In it, the drake was staring at Rarity with hearts in his eyes and was unable to peel them away. Dash had taken the photo just to show Spike how weird he looked staring at Rarity. And here Rarity was now, giving him the same loving stare.
“Wow,” he continued thinking. “Rarity’s giving me my hopelessly trapped by love stare. Wait, yesterday Twilight’s my assistant and today Rarity has a crush on me. That’s too perfect to be anything else but a joke!”
At this realization, Spike’s face grew red with rage.
“Spike?” Rarity asked, finally able to talk after seeing the dragon’s face turn red, “Is everything alright?”
“No, Rarity, it’s not! I thought that when Twilight pretended to be my assistant yesterday, it was just her little joke. But here you are today, pretending like you have a crush on me!”
“You knew?”
“Well, maybe I’m not as dumb as you two think I am. Yes, I know you and Twilight are pulling some kind of joke.”
“Darling, what do you mean? I was asking how you knew about my crush for you.”
“Oh, give it up, Rarity. There’s no need to play along anymore! I figured it out, alright.”
Just like that, Spike squirmed his way from underneath Rarity and was finally granted his freedom. He turned towards the door of the boutique and started to leave, but Rarity’s voice caused him to turn around.
“Spike, please! I’m not making this up! Yes, I have a crush on you, but why are you being so mean?”
“Oh, I’m the one being mean? Twilight’s part of the joke was actually kind of funny and I even liked having an assistant for the day. However, using my feelings for you to mock me is just plain cruel!”
With that, Spike slammed the door to the Crystal Boutique and started to make his way home.