Chapter 2: The Letter
Wow! I've never gotten favorites AND reviews that fast, you guys are truly awesome. I wanted to get this up sooner but I needed to do some fixing/tweaking to make sure it was JUST right. BIG NOTICE: This is an alternate take on the end of Season 4. I avoided using Twilight's new castle because honestly, I knew the creators put it in for a reason and that there's something special to it so I didn't really wanna "touch" it so I went around it so to speak and kept Twilight's old home. Also, I've developed a pic for my OC Moonstruck and working on pictures for my future OC's (except for Khan; he's too complicated for me to design online). I will eventually put links to the pics for those who want to see my OC's for this fic. I don't own anything or anyone related to MLP: FIM, all rights belong to Hasbro except my OC's Moonstruck, Crowe and Chimera Khan. Enjoy!
Ponyville glistened in the shimmer of the bright and beautiful weather on this fine, sunny afternoon day. The Pegasi had truly outdone themselves today. Ponies were out and about: walking, talking, laughing and enjoying their lives as if nothing dangerous had ever happened.
But a few months ago that was not the case at all.
A powerful villain known as Tirek caused much destruction in Ponyville, most noticeably to Princess Twilight’s home; which was also the town library. The library was completely vaporized during Tirek’s attack and Twilight, Spike and their pet owl; Owlicious were left without a home. Thankfully, the Rainbow chest provided Twilight with enough magic to restore her home back; along with all of her much treasured books.
“Ready my number one assistant?”
A small purple dragon turned to his winged Alicorn friend with a freshly inked quill and a parchment in claw.
“Come on Twilight; you should know I’m always ready.”
Twilight smiled at Spike’s eagerness. The purple Alicorn looked around her home with a sigh of relief, pausing to remind herself that this was real and her home really was back exactly the way it was. Every book, every step, every inch of it was back as if nothing had ever happened at all. Whether it was battling the forces of evil or feeling frustrated with a pony’s personal problems; Twilight always could feel those problems melt away when she was home.
Twilight closed her eyes, cleared her throat and reopened her eyes. “All right then Spike, let’s begin. Dear Princess Celestia: thanks to the magic of the Rainbow chest; I was able to restore my home back to its original state without any trouble.” The purple Alicorn looked out towards a window. “While I appreciate your suggestion of using the magic to create a castle to properly fit my ‘princess’ title, I feel more at home in simpler accommodations than living in some lavish palace. Ponyville is my home and I feel more at home in its library than anywhere else in Equestria.”
Twilight’s dictation was interrupted by a sudden knock at the door.
“I’ll get it Twilight” Spike quickly said. The dragon put his quill into the same claw carrying the scroll. Spike approached the door and opened it. “Hi there, so what I can do for-” Spike’s voice suddenly dropped upon seeing who was at the door. His green eyes had turned into pulsating pink hearts; scaly lips curving into a goofy smile that grew wider and wider.
Twilight rolled her eyes at her assistant’s behavior. “Based on that reaction, I can only guess who’s at the door” Twilight said with a dash of sarcasm in her voice.
Spike looked dreamily up at the white unicorn that had knocked: Rarity. The breathtakingly beautiful snow white pony giggled at Spike’s reaction. The pony’s shimmering purple mane bounced with each jiggling chuckle, Rarity never got tired of seeing Spike like that.
Spike shook himself back to reality and laughed nervously, his purple claws fumbling behind his back. “H-h-h-hello R-r-rarity, beautiful pony were seeing. ACK! I mean, beautiful day were dating. NO! I didn’t mean date, what I mean is y-y-you look lovely today and so does the weather.” Twilight slapped her face with her hoof and groaned. “Wait, let me start over. I meant the day is beautiful not you; n-n-no I mean you’re beautiful too of course, obviously! I mean who would doubt that? Not that any pony would but, if the day was lousy then every pony could be comforted by your radiance AH! I meant beauty or did I mean beautiful, did I say that already?”
The dragon slapped his mouth shut with his free claw, silencing himself before he said anything else stupid. Rarity simply smiled and shook her head.
Twilight smiled to her designer friend “So then, what I can help you with Rarity? Come to check out the new place.” Rarity blinked curiously at the word “new.” Twilight shook her head and laughed, “Well sort of new.”
“Actually darling, I was hoping if you would be so kind as to let me know when Spike would be available to help me out with something.”
“Well actually; he was in the middle of helping me-”
Twilight was cut off when Spike buzzed like a bullet between Twilight and Rarity. The purple dragon bowed to the white unicorn, “Your wish is my command oh fair and lovely lady Rarity.”
“AHEM! Spike, I thought you were helping me with this!” Twilight said, yanking the letter from Spike’s claws. The pony waved the letter in front of Spike’s face.
Rarity bit her lip softly, “Now I wouldn’t want to impose Twilight. It’s just I have a VERY important matter to attend to later tonight and I’ve got so much work I have to catch up on, it would be such a big relief if I could simply have sweet Spiky Wikey help me get done in time.”
Spike smiled and turned to Rarity, seemingly ignoring the letter and Twilight. “Oh yeah I can totally help you with that stuff right now.” The dragon turned back to Twilight and the letter, “Let me take care of that for you Twilight.”
Spike belched a blast of green fire and engulfed the letter. Twilight gasped as the letter vanished before her eyes and teleported to Princess Celestia, slightly stunned at how quickly Spike zapped the letter from her hooves.
“After you, my lady” Spike said with another, chivalrous bow.
Rarity smiled sweetly at the dragon’s gesture and proudly pranced out the door, quickly waving goodbye to Twilight as she does. Spike also waved to Twilight and walked out the door; shutting it behind him.
“Hey, Spike!” Twilight snorted angrily, the Alicorn princess rushed to the door and opened it with her magic. “I wasn’t finished yet, get back here and FINISH THAT LETTER!”
Twilight blinked as she suddenly realized that Spike and Rarity were long gone…and she had been yelling out in the open to all of Ponyville. Numerous ponies looked at Twilight with confusion. The purple princess blushed sheepishly and sighed in heavy embarrassment.
“HEY TWILIGHT” Pinkie Pie screamed. Twilight gasped and fell onto her rump, ears straining from Pinkie’s sudden screech. Pinkie smiled, oblivious to her friend’s ear ache and leaned forward. “Gee, that’s a funny place to sit. Actually it would be funnier if you sat on a banana cream pie; or maybe a chocolate cream pie.” Pinkie’s eyes bulged out wide, she began licking her lips. “Yeah and it could be filled with chocolate chips. Then you’d have a chocolate chip plot, then we’d call you smarty pants because you’ve got chocolate on your pants and everyone KNOWS ponies with chocolate on their pants are smarty pants.”
Twilight didn’t even have the slightest clue how to reply to that statement. Pinkie bent down and helped Twilight back to her hooves. The pink party pony was skipping up and down with unbridled joy, always smiling and always cheerful as Ponyville’s number one super party pony should be.
“We’d have to get you some pants though first.” Pinkie ceased jumping and scratched her chin, appearing deep in thought. “I mean, you can’t call some pony smarty pants without pants; that just wouldn’t make sense at all.”
“Yeah….THAT’S the part that doesn’t make sense” Twilight groaned sarcastically.
“Sooooooo you excited about the party tomorrow night? Cause you know I am!”
“Hmmm what party is that Pinkie?”
Twilight genuinely wasn’t sure which party Pinkie was referring to. The pink mare throws so many parties over the most ridiculous and bizarre reasons, it’s hard to keep track of them all.
Pinkie gasped “How could you forget? It’s the super awesome welcome-all-the-new-ponies-to-Ponyville-who-came-because-they-heard-we-beat-a-super-evil-goat-guy-with-magical-rainbow-powers-congratulations party!”
“Oh yeah…how could I possibly forget a party with that name” Twilight rolled her eyes, “Must have slipped my mind.”
However, Pinkie was right about one thing: Ponyville sure was popular since Tirek’s defeat. Tirek affected countless ponies all over Equestria so it should come as no surprise that the news of Twilight and her friend’s battling with him spread like wildfire. Ponies came from all over Equestria; some to visit and meet the 6 “heroes” and others who decided to move to Ponyville and stay. Twilight couldn’t remember the last time her little town was so lively with so many new faces, seems like a good a reason as any to throw a party.
Twilight placed her hoof on Pinkie’s shoulder and smiled. “Thanks for the reminder Pinkie, now I hate to cut this short but I’ve got to get back to my letter to Princess Celestia. Some pony or rather some dragon was supposed to finish it but he got…ahem…distracted.”
Pinkie nodded and happily bounced along her way; humming to herself. Twilight returned to her home and closed the door behind her.
“Now then…where was I” Twilight said, magically lifting a new scroll and quill to resume her letter. “Dear Princess Celestia….again.”
Moonstruck trembled nervously in the brief patches of shadows he could find in the sunny and cheerful town of Ponyville. The dark unicorn constantly surveyed the landscape, frantic and frightened at the possibility of being discovered.
I knew this was a stupid idea, I knew this was a TERRIBLY stupid idea! What kind of idiot hides in the town where Princess Celestia’s number one student lives AND is a princess herself?!? I can’t believe my rotten luck. First I lose the best hiding spot in all of Equestria, now I find out Princess Twilight lives here too. Why’d I even come here in the first place?
Thunderous rumblings began to gurgle from Moonstruck’s vacant and barren stomach, the unicorn clutched his gut and dropped to his knees in pain. The escaped pony was painfully reminded why he stopped at this town.
That’s right, I haven’t eaten in days and this was the closest town around. There are more discrete places to hide in but…ugh…I don’t think I would make it much farther without getting something to eat.
Moonstruck continued to scurry in the darkness of the alleyways of Ponyville, hugging his dark purple fur under his cloak as tightly as possible. Ironically, Moonstruck knew that Twilight was the only pony in all of Equestria powerful enough to possibly be able to help him with his “problem;” even if she was Celestia’s number one student.
It’s not going to be easy but…if I can reason with Princess Twilight then maybe she can reason with Princess Celestia and convince her not to send me back to Tartarus. Maybe she could also break this…whatever it is that’s inhibiting most of my magic. Any pony that could defeat Tirek after he had absorbed all the magic in Equestria HAS to know all kinds of powerful spells.
Thoughts of clearing his name and breaking his curse were dashed by a crashing sound. Moonstruck gasped and leaned his body up against the nearest wall, his hooves desperately tried to hide his emerald green mane locks from falling out of his dark hood.
“Honey, could you be a dear and throw out that batch that just came out of the oven? I’m afraid it got burnt, I know it’s wasteful but no one’s going to want to eat those.”
The purple unicorn curiously crept towards the source of that voice. The voice was female; slightly older and had a sweet motherly like tone. The pony gasped at the source of the voice.
“What in Equestria is that place?!? I feel like I’m getting a tooth ache just looking at it.”
Moonstruck had spotted a large gingerbread like store; it had cupcakes on its roof and white cream frosting all along the roof edges like plaster. The building was some kind of sweet shop. Moonstruck had never seen any structure like this before; he pulled his hood down slightly to get a better look. It appeared that the voice was emanating from the back of the shop. The unicorn cautiously moved towards the back of the shop, hiding behind a number of silver trash cans.
The back door opened and outstepped a gangly, yellow colored Earth pony with orange hair and a red and white stripped hat; with matching bow tie. “Sure thing sugar plum” the pony said, no doubt speaking to the female who appeared to be his wife. The yellow pony chucked a pair of bags into the garbage cans and then went back into the shop.
Moonstruck slowly poked his head out. “Oh man, I was so sure he was going to spot me here for a second”, Moonstruck wiped sweat from his brow. The purple stallion eyed the two bags that the Earth pony had tossed out, they reflected in his silver eyes like glowing treasure chests. Moonstruck opened up the two bags: one was full of burnt rainbow candy stuffed cookies and the other was muffins that appeared to be stale. Moonstruck swallowed loudly. “I don’t care if this stuff is burnt or old; it’s the best food I’ve seen in days.” The pony looked around to make sure he wasn’t being watched, he then quickly began scarfing down the trashed treats. Globs of saliva and crumbs dribbled down Moonstruck’s lips as he swallowed.
“Here, try the cake. The frosting is delicious!”
Moonstruck quickly grabbed the cake being offered by Pinkie and scarfed it down in seconds. The dark pony sighed happily, he wiped his mouth and coat clean with his horn’s magic.
“Oh man you weren’t kidding about that cake. I can’t remember the last time I ate something so sublime, thank you.”
“You’re very welcome weird Raccoon pony guy.”
A brief moment of silence erupted between the pink and purple ponies. Moonstruck had apparently been so hungry he didn’t realize Pinkie Pie had spotted him, approach him and offered him a large slice of cake. The unicorn’s eyes bulged like baseballs in shock.
“AHHHHHHHH” Moonstruck screamed. He quickly backed away from Pinkie Pie, his cloak tearing partially on one of the trash can lids. “Oh no this is bad this is very, very, VERY bad”, Moonstruck sweated furiously and began chewing on his hooves.
“Huh? Weird raccoon pony guy isn’t that bad of a name is it? I mean you’re a pony but you’re eating trash like a raccoon: hence Weird pony raccoon guy.”
The party pony was puzzled; nothing this stranger was saying was making any sense to her. Pinkie Pie was usually the one who said random nonsensical things. One thing Pinkie was certain of: something was freaking this pony out.
“Wait how did you know my name? Every pony who’s my friend knows my name but I don’t remember being friends with you? Ooh! Wanna be friends? Wait, what do you mean you’re not here? Is this like a new way to play hide and seek?” Pinkie giggled at the thought of a game. Moonstruck froze and stared blankly at Pinkie Pie’s words. “I love games! Okay I found you so that means it’s MY turn to play reverse hide and seek.” The unicorn remained speechless; he slowly stood back up and stared at the pink pony.
“I have seen many strange creatures in the past 2 years but you are by far the absolute weirdest living thing I have ever come across.”
Pinkie rolled her eyes and giggled. “Silly, I’m not a weird living thing; I’m Pinkie Pie.” Pinkie’s face quickly became serious and stern. “Now the time for chit chat has passed, now is the time for GAMES!” Moonstruck tried to say something but Pinkie pie shoved her hoof into his mouth. “Hey you already had your turn buddy. Now it’s my turn to walk backwards and reverse hide while you keep up with me and watch me the entire time, got it? Great!”
Pinkie Pie removed her hoof and began to walk backwards, her baby blue eyes never losing contact with Moonstruck’s silver ones. The purple unicorn continued to stand there without moving a muscle or saying a word. Pinkie Pie continued walking backwards and keeping her eyes locked on Moonstruck until she walked out of sight, eyes straining to maintain a lock on Moonstruck as long as possible. The dark pony pulled down his cloak and rubbed his jungle green hair.
“What the hell just happened?!?”
Moonstruck knew he would never get an answer to that question, and yet he asked it anyway. The unicorn quickly hid his mane under his hood and continued to scurry through the nooks and crannies of Ponyville. Even though he had been spotted, Moonstruck was hopeful that crazy pink pony wasn’t going to tell any pony about what she saw and even if she did; no pony would believe her…or so he hoped.
I can’t allow a slip up like that to happen again. I need to find a new hiding spot before anyone else sees me, then I can recharge my magic and work out some spells to use in case I need protection. Hmmm, I remember hearing some pony mention some farm fields not too far from here…which means there could be a barn.
The escaped convict was set on using the local barn as his hiding place; his hooves pace quickened but remained as quiet as possible. Moonstruck burst like a shadowy bullet in search of that farm.
It’s not as secure as my last hiding spot but it’ll have to do!
Meanwhile at Carousel Boutique…
Rarity hummed a sweet little tune while rummaging her hooves through a clothing rack. “I just want to thank you again ever so much for helping me out today darling.” Content with an outfit choice, Rarity walked towards a makeup mirror. The unicorn batted her fluttering eyelashes at the mirror. “I never could have gotten this done without you Spikey Wikey.”
Spike paused while carrying a stack of fabrics upon hearing that nickname, a warm; innocent smile spread from cheek to cheek.
“Awe Rarity” his cheeks blushed into the most adorable shade of red, his claws nervously dropping the clothes. Rarity’s little nickname for him always made him feel special inside; as if it was a treasure that he and he alone possessed. “You don’t gotta thank me,” Spike quickly picked up the fabrics and resumed putting them onto Rarity’s neatly color coordinated fabric shelf. “It’s my genuine pleasure.”
Rarity stared into the mirror; using her horn magic to apply make-up and sparkles to her cheeks and purple mane. “I do hope I wasn’t taking you away from anything terribly important with Twilight.” The unicorn spritzed mists of crystal blue colored perfume towards her neck. “I’m so used to taking care of everything around here by myself; I never needed an assistant; except for right now of course. But I imagine with all of Twilight’s studying and organization it makes perfect sense.”
Spike rolled his eyes, “More like perfect craziness if you ask me. Twilight checks, double checks and TRIPLE checks everything so many times; it’s a wonder I can get anything done at all. If she gets any nuttier; she’s gonna make Pinkie Pie look normal by comparison.”
Rarity found it impossible not to giggle at that remark.
Oh man…that laugh. Spike found his purple scales frozen once more, his hands locked around the basket of buttons he was carrying. How could such a simple thing as a laugh sound like the most beautiful song in the world? The young dragon placed the basket on Rarity’s work shelf. Spike continued to clean up but could not resist turning his head in Rarity’s direction every few seconds. Even though things didn’t work out with Applejack *sigh* I sure wouldn’t mind owing a life debt to Rarity. Working for a goddess like her sounds simply heavenly…
Rarity began slipping a gorgeous dark pink colored dress over her head. “Did you say something sweetie?”
Spike bit his scaly lip and immediately slapped his claws over his mouth. The dragon must have unconsciously let one of his inner thoughts slip out, he began to sweat and tremble with panic.
“Uh n-n-n-nothing Rarity just uhhhh wanted to know if I did a good job cleaning up the place or not.” The dragon desperately wanted to change the subject. “So are you um maybe almost done by chance?”
The unicorn slowly turned to Spike from the mirror. Rarity had indeed finished “making herself look presentable” as she had put it, her sparkling blue eyes desperately seeking the young dragon’s approval.
“Now darling, PLEASE be honest…what do you think?”
Rarity was dressed in a sleek, exotic pink dress that revealed her creamy white chest in the front; a curling train slipped down over her hind legs and curled under her purple tail. The dress curved in such a way that allowed her curvaceous flank and sparkling diamond cutie mark to be displayed in all of its radiant glory. The cuffs on the sleeves were a lighter shade of pink than the rest of the dress. Upon Rarity’s hind hooves was a pair of sparkling ocean blue slippers; much like Cinderella’s. The shade of blue sparkled as if the heavens above had been compacted into those beautifully worn shoes. A black choker rested upon Rarity’s slender neck, coupled with a dazzling blue gemstone necklace that dangled 3 smaller blue diamonds below it. A pair of earrings matching the gemstone necklace shined brightly from the unicorn’s ears. Topping everything off was a pair of shimmering silver chopstick like needles sitting in her purple mane; curled in a slight “wild” curl on one side.
Spike stared at Rarity; hypnotized and completely enchanted by the mare of his dreams standing before him in one of her most exotic and beautiful dresses yet. I can’t believe it…she’s even MORE beautiful than before. Spike’s cheeks turned bright red, his green eyes shining with Rarity’s radiant reflection. This is just too much. How can I look at this pure, white, majestic angel and NOT fall head over hooves in love with her? I know every pony isn’t totally cool with me crushing on Rarity but…I just can’t help myself.
“Spike, Spike are you all right?”
Why do my feelings have to always be questioned and doubted just because I’m a dragon? Is it really that weird that I’m majorly crushing on Rarity? More importantly, does she think it’s weird that I like her this much? Oh I just can’t think straight when my heart is pounding so hard inside my chest!
“Yoo-hoo Spiiiiiiiike, are you even listening to me? Spike?”
She’s just so beautiful, so sweet and kind and that voice gah…it melts my scales like butter every time. Maybe I can finally talk to her about these feelings I have. Ever since my birthday, I’ve wanted to tell her about how I dream about her and how I love that her scent stays with me even after I leave her shop. Yeah! You can do this Spike; it’s now or never; just be like Rainbow Dash. Be brave, be daring and say-
“SPIKE!”
Rarity’s very unladylike scream jolted the dragon out his day dream.
“GAH! S-s-s-sorry about that Rarity, guess I just got a little…heh…lost there.”
The unicorn smiled at Spike, a genuine smile of true affection and caring; one that Spike had always hoped she would bless him with. Something in Rarity’s mind seemed to shift when she saw Spike’s reaction to her dress. The young dragon had been looking at her not with perversion or immature thoughts like most colts would have. No, Spike looked at her with complete and utter admiration; quite an adorable look for the young dragon actually.
Rarity giggled “It’s quite all right darling, in fact; I think you probably gave me the best compliment a pony could have asked for.” She leaned in and nuzzled Spike’s cheek, her perfume and mane gently brushing against his scaly cheeks. “You truly are too sweet for words my dear, dear Spikey Wikey.” Rarity pulled her head back and smiled softly.
“Gee Rarity I just…I just don’t know what to say.” The unicorn waved her hoof at Spike, indicating he didn’t need to say a word. She began heading towards the door. Spike scratched his head, trying to remember something he wanted to ask Rarity before she left. “Oh I almost forgot”, the dragon snapped his claws. “You never told me what the reason was you had to get everything done so fast. I’m guessing for some kind of fancy art show?”
“Oh no nothing like that dear; I’m going on a date.”
BANG!
Spike froze like he had just seen some pony get stabbed with a sword. The purple dragon slowly tilted his head to his chest, almost like he was checking to see if his heart cracked just a little. “Oh…I see” Spike slumped, his tail drooping down. “Yeah…I…guess I should have figured that.”
Rarity reached for the door; quickly checking her mane in a mirror one last time. “Ever since Ponyville has gotten all this attention over that Tirek ordeal, my business has been flourishing marvelously! Not to mention the new stallions that have moved here; that’s who I’m seeing tonight. It’s someone new in town, he’s such a charmer and SO dapper; I can’t wait to see what-”
Rarity stopped suddenly, her eyes leaving the mirror and latching onto a rather gloomy looking Spike. The unicorn was truly perplexed. Spike was his usual adorable, smiling self a few seconds ago; now he looks like someone ripped up his favorite comic book.
“Is everything all right Spike?”
Not wanting her to see his sadness, Spike shook his head and recomposed himself. “Oh yeah it’s nothing; just got some dust in my eyes. You know, from all the cleaning and loose threads in the air.” Spike forced a weak smile upon his face. Rarity looked at him with concern and confusion; the dragon rushed to her behind and started pushing her slowly out the door. “Enough chit chat; you’ve got a lucky very date to greet.”
“But Spike; are you absolutely sure-”
“No, no, no don’t worry about it; really. And don’t worry about locking up; I’ll take care of that before I leave. Now go on and enjoy your date.”
SLAM!
Rarity stood outside of her shop, blinking at the unusual behavior and speed in which Spike displayed in order to get her out of the shop. She looked to the door and pondered about opening it up and asking Spike what really was wrong. Unfortunately her date would be starting soon and Rarity didn’t want to dare let herself be late after spending so much time preparing herself.
“Well he did say he was all right. Still, something did seem off about little Spikey Wikey” Rarity shook her head and headed off to meet up with her date. “I’ll have to ask Twilight later if she’s noticed anything weird about Spike lately *giggle* plus it’ll give me a perfect excuse to share with her all the ‘hopefully’ juicy details of my date.” Rarity smiled happily and trotted off with an extra bounce in her step.
Shortly after Rarity left, Spike turned off the lights in the boutique and closed the door behind him. His claws clicked the lock shut and placed the key under the pot of roses; just where Rarity had told him to put it.
“I shouldn’t be surprised; Rarity is a total knock out after all. It makes sense she’d get noticed.” He looked out across Ponyville and let loose a heavy, defeated sigh. “All I gotta say that is one lucky guy, one very lucky.” The dragon started heading towards home. No wait…that’s not right. Spike stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder, a bitter frown forming.
“That is one lucky…pony.”
Darkness had settled in, Luna’s beautiful night sky dazzled the shadowy heavens with the loveliest of stars. Twilight stared endlessly at the night sky. The alicorn seemed lost in the void of blackness and constellations; though her worried face indicated it was not astrology related. Ever since Spike came home, Twilight had been deeply concerned for her number one assistant. The purple dragon walked in, barely said 3 words, went up to bed and that was the last Twilight saw of him. Twilight’s violet eyes shimmered with twinges of fear; fear of what might have been said or misunderstood between Rarity and Spike. The alicorn princess had always known of Spike’s affections for Rarity but thought it was just puppy love that he’d eventually get over in time.
But he didn’t.
If anything, Spike’s feelings for the fashionista had increased. Maybe seeing Rarity’s super form made him even more love crazy for her or maybe it was the fear of potentially losing her during the battle with Tirek that made him realize time is precious and he should seize the day before it’s too late.
Twilight shook her multicolored mane and sighed. “No Twilight, enough of this beating around the bush. The only way you’re going to find out for sure is if you ask him.” The purple pony slowly trotted up the stairs, a deep sigh escaping her lips. “He may not want to talk about it but I’m just going to have to put my hoof down and-”
The alicorn princess stopped in her tracks; a motherly smile warming her cheeks at the sweet sight before her eyes. Spike was asleep, hunched over a desk with a quill in one claw and a parchment underneath his drooling lips.
Poor little guy, I haven’t seen him work himself to sleep like this since he became jealous when Owlicious showed up. Twilight smiled and used her magic to lift Spike off the desk and tuck him into bed, her aura raising the blanket just above spike’s neck. Sweet dreams number one assistant. Hopefully you’ll be back to your usual cheerful self tomorrow. Twilight was about to head downstairs when she stopped, her head turning towards the letter Spike had been writing. Celestia’s name was at the top of the letter. The purple alicorn bit her lip and shifted uneasily, Spike must have kept this letter private for a reason. I should respect his privacy but, Twilight approached the desk and curiously examined the letter. Maybe this will explain what’s been bugging him.
Twilight’s eyes widened, her gaze turned from soft to sad just after reading the letter. The alicorn looked at the letter and then looked at Spike in bed. Sorrow and sadness caused her voice to become soft and weak; like Fluttershy’s.
“Oh Spike…oh poor, poor Spike” Twilight sniffed back tears and looked at Spike once more. “I had no idea.”
To be continued…