It was a bright and sunny day, the perfect day for a picnic. And Spike couldn’t be happier. Today was just him and Twilight. They had agreed to spend the day together. Spike had been given the day off from his chores, and Twilight was treating him to a relaxing day. They had gone to the spa, she’d gotten him some gems to snack on, and now they were having a relaxing picnic in the park. It was perfect.
Spike was munching on a daisy sandwich with his eyes closed, when he felt a disturbance. Spike opened his eyes, and looked to the sky, to see its regular blue turning grey, with dark clouds appearing. Spike turned to Twilight and spoke.
“What’s going on Twilight? I thought the weather was scheduled to be bright skies for the whole day?” But when Spike spoke, Twilight didn’t answer. She didn’t even look at him.
“Uh, Twilight? Did you hear me?” Still she did not answer. Spike stood up, and walked over to her, and attempted to gently nudge her, but to his surprise, when he attempted to touch her, his claw passed right through her.
“What in the?” Spike reeled back in surprise. Then, Spike heard the sound of an infant crying. It was loud like thunder, it echoed throughout the area. Spike turned back around, only to find that Twilight was now gone. Spikes eyes widened as it started to rain, and the sound of crying got louder.
Spike put his hands against his ears in attempt to dull the noise, but the crying did not die down. But now, Spike could hear a new sound. It sounded like the voice of Twilight.
“I love you more than anypony Skylight. You’re my whole world.” The words kept ringing in Spikes ears, over and over again, to the point where Spike couldn’t take it anymore. He let out a scream, as loud as he could.
Spike jolted awake, in a cold sweat, breathing heavy. Spike breathed in and out for a few moments, before calming himself down. Spike then noticed that he could still hear the sound of a baby crying. Spike looked around, and noticed that the crib, and Twilights bed were both empty. He also noticed that the sky was still dark, meaning that it was still nighttime.
Spike removed his blanket, and got up out of bed. Spike could hear that the crying sound was coming from downstairs, so he made his way down. As he made his way down the stairs, he saw Twilight sitting on the couch, with Skylight cradled in her hoofs. She was levitating a bottle of milk to the infant’s mouth. When Spike made it to the bottom of the steps, Twilight turned her attention to him.
“Spike? What are you doing up? Did the baby wake you?”
“Uh, yeah. So I decided to come see how you were doing.”
“Oh, we’re both fine. Little Skylight was just hungry.”
“Oh, Ok.”
“Is something wrong? You sound kinda…I dunno, sad?”
“No, I’m fine, just tired.” Lied Spike.
“Well, you should probably get back to bed. We should be able to sleep through the night now that he’s taken care of.”
“Right. See you in the morning,” said Spike as he turned around and made his way back up the stairs.”
“See you in the morning,” replied Twilight. Spike made his way up the stairs, and back to his bed. He got back under the covers, and closed his eyes, attempting to go back to sleep. Within a few minutes, he was out.
Spike awoke some time later, just as the sun was rising. Like every morning, it was time to make breakfast for himself and Twilight. The young dragon got out of bed, and looked to where Twilight was supposed to be sleeping, to see that her bed was empty. He also looked to the foals crib, and noticed that it was also empty.
It was then that Spike heard the melodic voice of Twilight coming from downstairs. Spike made his way down the stairs, and once again saw Twilight sitting on the couch, rocking her child, while singing him a lullaby. Once she saw Spike, she smiled and spoke to him.
“Morning Spike! Déjà vu, huh?”
“Yeah, morning Twi,” said Spike as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Spike made his way towards the couch where Twilight stood. When he was but a few feet away, he heard a loud grumble.
“Sound’s like someone’s hungry,” said Spike.
“Yes, I am,” giggled Twilight, her cheeks blushing red.
“Oh, well in that case, I’ll get breakfast started,” said Spike as he made his way towards the kitchen.
“Thanks Spike. You know, I don’t tell you this enough, but I really do appreciate all that you do for me. You’re a really great friend.” That brought a smile to Spikes face, as he made his way into the kitchen.
“No problem Twi!” But as Spike made his way into the kitchen, his smile faded. The last words Twilight spoke echoed in his head.
“You’re a really great friend.” That brought a little pain to his heart, but once again, he tried not to think to deep into it. So, he pushed it to the back of his mind, and started to work on breakfast. He turned on the burners, and went to the fridge, and got out some eggs. He then brought them back to the stove, and placed a pan over the fire. Once it reached sufficient heat, he broke the eggs, and started cooking.
As Spike worked, his previous feeling of hurt returned. Did Twilight really see him as only a friend? She’s the one who taught him what was right and wrong. She hatched him, she gave him life. He depended on her the same way Skylight does. But apparently she doesn’t feel that way about him.
As Spike worked on cooking breakfast, another thought came to his mind.
“Did she ever sing like that for me?”