Spike strolled to Rarity's boutique. He had been asked to go there earlier as she had something to tell him. "Oh, hopefully she says she wants to be my marefriend," Spike hoped. If that was the case Spike would say yes and be jumping for joy.
He reached the door and knocked. "Hello? Rarity?" He called.
"Oh Spike. Come on in," Rarity replied.
Spike walked into the front room. Everywhere he looked there were mannequins dressed in silk, fake fur and who knows what else. He saw Rarity lounging on a purple leather sofa, which was decorated in amethysts and diamonds. She herself wore a lavender purple dress and a amethyst necklace with matching ear-rings. Rarity turned to look at him. Her brilliant blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight like diamonds.
Suddenly feeling very under dressed he smiled shyly. "Yes Rarity?" He asked,"you wanted me."
" Yes Spike," Rarity started, looking slightly uncomfortable,"I wanted to talk to you about your crush."
"You know about that?" Spike blushed.
"Yes Spike," she frowned, "okay you should be ready for this. Spike I don't love you."
"What!" He screamed, "you don't even like me?"
"No!" She assured him, "I like you as a friend and maybe a little brother, but this can't happen between us."
"Why?!" Spike asked.
"Because look at you and look at me. Your a baby dragon Spike, so it can't work. I'm not saying I can't love you that way because your a dragon. It's just I'm a lot older than you. Maybe you should find someone your own age."
Spike finally understood and his eyes welled up with tears." I know. I just-" he couldn't finish because he started to cry.
"Don't cry Spike," Rarity dabbed at her own eyes, "I hate seeing you cry. I also know what it's like to have a crush on someone and know it will never happen."
"What?" He looked up, tears still running down his face.
Rarity stood up and helped him back to his feet. "Spike I need you to promise to never ever tell anyone what I am about to say."
"Okay" Spike answered.
Rarity took a deep breath."I have a crush on Rainbow Dash!"
"You do!?" Spike exclaimed. He had never guessed.
"Yes, but it can never work because she's a girl and I don't think she swings that way."
"Seriously! Rainbow is a walking, talking, gay stereotype!" He gushed.
"I don't like using stereotypes to judge people. You know that," she sighed.
"I guess, but you should send her a letter, or at least tell Pinkie," Spike rationalized.
"Why Pinkie?" Rarity asked.
"Um, she is the love expert in town."
"Fine," she sighed again.