Spike, without his portal gun and unconscious, found himself a in small hotel-like room..The room had railing on the ceiling. Spike woke up with a slight groan. He stretched a bit and found that there was something wet going down his arm. Almost on instinct, Spike pulled the collar of his jumpsuit to investigate what the wetness was. He discovered two things upon looking down his jumpsuit: first, he noticed that he was wearing a cotton tank top. Second, the wetness that he was feeling was blood coming from his arm.
"Welcome to the Aperture Science relation/hibernation area!" a male voice chimed over the speakers.
"Dang it!" Spike shouted, knowing that he was back inside the facility. 'At least I don't have to listen to those six nut jobs'. He thought.
"You have been out for one day," it said.
"Hey, can you let me out? And do you know where I can find some bandages?" Spike waited for a while, but there wasn't any response.
He put his arm on his shoulder to slow the bleeding. Spike sighed and gave up. He then walked around the room a bit; on the walk around, he felt something was off. Spike looked down. The advanced leg replacements were destroyed, with only the ankle holders left.
Spike made his way over to the desk, there he found a medkit. Spike opened the kit and grabbed a bandage. As he was wrapping his wound, he spotted a nearby garbage can.After he had finished addressing his wound, he went over to the garbage can to deposit his ruined advanced knee replacement.
Spike walked over to the far end of the room. He stared at the wall for a moment, then scratched it with his claws. He grinned when it showed a visible mark.
"Don't do that, test subject 'Spike.' If you destroy the wall and jump down the hole, you will die." Spike rolled his eyes at the comment, and continued scratching the wall. When the wall lowered to reveal bullet proof glass, he flinched.
He had assumed the voice was lying, but it spoke truth. Behind the wall was a large pit, the bottom of which couldn’t be seen. The wall came back up as Spike turned around and went to the door. He opened the door to reveal a deep hole, and a railing that connected to the ceiling.
"Damn it!" Spike yelled as he stomped on the ground. He slammed the door shut and walked back into the main room.
"Test subject 'Spike,' you need to get back to bed for sleep. The power is almost out." Really? it’s only been a few minutes', Spike thought.
He sighed and walked over to the bed because he had nothing else to do. When Spike crawled into bed, he saw the room had started filed with a white gas that made his eyes grow heavy and his vision fade. Before too long, Spike allowed his eyes to close fully and his body to relax.
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Spike woke up to a knocking at the door, and a voice that said, "Hey! Can you open this door?" He got up to see his room was in a state of disarray. The lights were out, and the only source of light was the television. Mold was growing on the desk, and when he looked at his bed, he saw his form crafted into the mattress.
"Test subject 'Spike,' you been out for over nine thousand days," the male voice reported.
"Let me in please," the voice behind the door persisted.
"I will get to you in a second." He stretched out a bit. When Spike was ready, he went to the door, and opened it to reveal a core with a gray eye on the rail.
"Hello!" the core greeted as it moved inside the room.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" he asked, following the core.
"My name is Derpy!" it said as it went above Spike's bed. "I am going to get us out of here, just hang on." Derpy went into the ceiling.
"What? Can you help me to get out here!?" Spike asked excitedly.
"Yeah, that was my plan." A few seconds later, Spike felt his room shake a bit as the core took control of the room. Tiles from the ceiling came loose. "You might want to hold onto something that is bolted down."
He felt the room move forward and crashed into something, and the wall in front of him started to crumble. "Sorry, are you okay down there?"
"I'm okay down here," Spike replied. He felt the room turn around so that the broken wall is in the front of him like a car’s front window. It went forward until it hit something and more of the wall was destroyed.
"Sorry... again," Derpy said as she turned the room again. She started to make the room go faster than before. It hit again, and the wall broke through. "Did we dock?"
"If you mean crash through the wall, then, yes," Spike said as he looked through the wall that Derpy just destroyed.
"Damn it!" she shouted while she came out out of the wall. Spike walked forward and stopped when he heard a beeping sound.
"Is that you making that sound?"
"No." He walked around the room to find the source of the beeping. He stopped at a slightly opened panel, next to the bed that had a dim glow seeping out of the crack. Spike pulled the panel open, the beeping stopped and revealed a little drawer. When he looked inside, two white boots that had an opening for the foot with long black curves, just like ones on the advanced meek replacements, and a small video screen with a single button next to it. Spike pressed the button, and the screen sparked to life to reveal a single line.
"Hello, I'm Apple Bloom!" a younger, country voice exclaimed.
"I'm Scootaloo," a second, more boyish voice said.
"And my name is Sweetie Bell," a sophisticated voice said.
"You just found the 'Long Fall Boots'!" they cheered in unison.
"You can jump from space and live! Well, if you don't die from oxygen deprivation, or the heat of reentry, or from space radiation or...."
"What Apple Bloom is trying to say is, when you wear them, height can't kill you or harm you at all!" Scootaloo chimed.
"Hey, Derpy, do these protect me from heights?" Spike asked while showing her the boots.
"Yep. They do," she replied. Spike put them on, and started to walk towards what remained of the wall.
"Wait!" she said, stopping Spike.
"What is it?" Spike asked.
"I can't go on with you. I need to go another way."
"Okay, don't you have a map of this place?" Spike asked.
"I do, but I don't know how long we are going to be separated."
"I can handle myself, don't worry." When he finished, Derpy went into the ceiling. Spike walked out of his room and into the ruined test chambers.