//------------------------------// // 1. Classic // Story: Spike x Cloudchaser Musical One-Shots // by Chocolate Pony //------------------------------// Spike sat at the royal bar, sighing as he sipped his lemonade. It was a time of celebration for everypony. After all, it had been a full year since Twilight was crowned a princess. And this, was why the young drake was so bitter. Twilight and her friends were the life of the party. Dancing and socializing with other ponies. Spike could hardly talk to anypony without be looked at like some kind of creep. Being a Dragon surrounded by ponies was not easy. Although ponies back at home were kind to him, the ones in Canterlot were more....judgemental. In saying this, he was not comfortable joining his friends in the celebrations. He'd rather be sipping lemonade and eating gem encrusted cupcakes. The cheerful laughs of his friends did nothing to cheer him up. In fact, they only increased his bitterness. He hadn't noticed his grip on his glass tightening, until it shattered and splashed all over his face. It didn't take long for the painful burning sensation to make his eyes water. Soon, he had tears streaming down his face. "Hey, are you ok? Why are you crying?" He heard a gentle voice say. Since he couldn't open his eyes, all he could really do was shake his head. Hoping to somehow relay how much pain he was in. He felt a hoof grab his claw and pull him to an unknown location. He heard the sound of partying grow distant as the mysterious pony took him to a quiet place. "Okay, open your eyes" The pony said. "I c-can't" Spike whimpered. "Just force them open. I'm gonna flush them out with water. Come on." Spike sighed, slowly managing to opens eyes about an inch. His eyes shut again on instinct when water fell into them. A little of the burning subsided at this. "I can't help you if you don't keep your eyes open" The pony groaned. Spike, once again, forced his eyes open. This time, enough water got into then to flush out the lemon. Ceasing the agonizing burning that had once been so persistent. After drying his eyes, Spike looked up to thank the helpful pony. He soon found his breath caught in his throat. A Pegasus mare, with purple eyes and light purple fur smiled at him. Her messy bluish white mane had an old fashioned style cut. And her dress was one ponies in Appleloosa would've worn back in the day. Her legs had black tights riding up them. Ones that stallions would've seen as worn for seductive purposes. Her eyes and lashes were covered in black, bringing out her beautiful purple eyes. And a hint of lip gloss could be seen, glistening in the bathroom lighting. All in all, she was a very pretty mare. "Hey, you alive squirt?" She asked, puffing out some smoke. She was even smoking an old fashioned cigar. "Oh, yeah! Sorry. Just got sort of...distracted" Spike replied, smiling sheepishly. "Flirtatious are we? Slow down, squirt. Liable to be way in over your head" She replied, winking. A small tinge of pink appeared on the drake's scales. This mare was quite the open and honest one. Not that he was complaining. He'd better get her name. "Well madame, my name is Spike. Might I ask yours?" He greeted, giving a slight bow. The mare curtsied. "Call me Cloudchaser, honey. But, you can call me Cloudy for short." The two got to know each other well as they walked back to the party. Cloudchaser seemed like a ton of fun to be around. And she wasn't in the slightest bit judgemental. In fact, she was incredibly kind hearted. As the two sat at the bar, conversing about life and it's many ups and downs, Spike had continued examining the mares appearance. She dressed and acted so...classic. Once the word popped into mind, so did a brilliant idea. "If malady would see fit, could I interest her in a serenade?" Spike asked. "As long as you'll stop undressing me with your eyes, honey" Cloudchaser answered, a smirk visible on her cute features. Spike blushed, slowly hopping off the bar stool. He quickly rushed over to the Dj, calling Big Macintosh and Shining Armor over at the same time. He whispered to the Dj. She smiled and nodded, using her magic to place down a record. A beat began to play, much to the enjoyment of the crowd, and Spike began to sing. "Ooh, girl you shining. Like a fifth avenue diamond. And they don't make you like they used to, your never going out of style" He sang, pointing at Cloudchaser as he did. "Ooh, pretty baby. This world might've gone crazy. The way you save me, who can blame me, when I just wanna make you smile" Shining added. The three buds began singing together, delighting the mares in the crowd. "I wanna thrill you like Michael. I wanna kiss you like Prince. Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye like Hathaway, write a song for you like this. You're over my head! I'm outta my mind! Thinking I was born, in the wrong time. One of a kind, living in a world gone plastic. Baby, your so classic. Baby, your so classic. Baby your so classic." The ponies had begun to dance, Cloudchaser being in the middle of them. Spike did a dramatic slide up to her, taking her hoof in his claw. "Four dozen roses. Anything for you to notice. All the way to serenade you, doing it Sinatra style." "I'm a, pick you up, in a Cadillac, like a gentleman, bringing glamour back" Big Macintosh added in, dancing alongside some other stallions. "Keep it reel to reel in the way I feel. I could walk you down the aisle" Spike said, winking at Cloudchaser as he did. She giggled and tossed her cigar aside, beginning to sing herself. "I wanna thrill you like Michael. I wanna kiss you like Prince. Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye, like Hathaway. Write a song for you like this!" The stallions and mares had all begun singing along, twirling about on the dance floor. Of course, when the time seemed fit, Pinkie just had to sing as well. "Baby your classic, baby your sick. I never met girl like you ever until we met. A star in the 40's, centerfold in the 50's, got me tripping out like 60's, Hippies. Queen of the discoteque. A 70's dream, and 80's best. Hepburn, Beyonce, Marylin, Massey. Girl, you're timeless. Just so classic!" She cheered, throwing confetti on everypony. And soon, everypony was dancing and singing along with Spike and Cloudchaser. "You're over my head! I'm outta my mind! Thinking I was born in the wrong time. You're one of a kind, everything is so throw backish. I kinda like it-like it. Old school chic, like a movie star, from the silver screen. You're one of a kind, living in a world gone plastic. Baby you're so classic. Baby you're so classic. Babay you're so classic." As the ending lines were sung and notes were played, Spike threw Cloudchaser in a dip and held the pose. Everypony cheered and stomped their hooves. The Dragon and mare smiled at each other, giggling and panting. Celestia herself even smiled, pulling her hoof out of her partners paw. "These ponies, and a certain Dragon really know how to party." "They sure do. They sure do" Discord replied, smiling at the young couple who'd started this whole thing.