Dragons vs. Ponies
A/N: YES! It is that time again! The time we all know and love: UPDATE TIME!!!
Yes, I am back from my week long vacation, and I m officially back on the grid. To my devoted readers (such as TV adict and Deadlight63. Thanks guys!), I give you the longest chapter yet, which coincidentally was also the hardest one to write. I will probably be going back to shorter chapters and quicker updates.
Oh, and as to not torture you guys, this one doesn't end on an infuriating cliffhanger :) Enjoy!
Okay Flamesinger, stay cool, stay cool. Maybe it's just a coincidence that the unicorn in front of you has the exact same voice as the unicorn in the costume, and that her friends are the exact same color as the legs, and that...
*Mind snap*
GOD! I AM SO STUPID! How could I not have foreseen this?! She told me herself that she was one of Spike's friends! Why didn't I consider that Spike might try and introduce me to them?! HE has no idea that I've met them before! And how the hell did they recognize me!?! Did I forget about something? There's no way they would've recognized my body, It's completely different! What was it?! Was it my face...my color...my cutie whatever...my eyes...my voice...MY VOICE!!! ARRGH!!! Flame, you stupid. Fricking. DUMBASS! HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT SOMETHING AS OBVIOUS AS YOUR OWN VOICE!!??!!
During this whole mental rant (which took about five seconds), my eye only twitched once.
I mean C'MON! You use your voice only all the time! HOW COULD YOU JUST-
“Umm...Mr. Singer? I mean, Flame? Are you okay?”
SHIT! Gotta get back to the present!
I quickly reasserted where I was. I was still in the library. Miss Rainbow Hair and Miss Purple Hair were both still glaring at me. Spike was giving me a pleading look that said 'Don't screw this up', and the purple unicorn was looking at me with curiosity. It was her who had spoken.
“Sorry, I must have spaced out for a moment there. Could you repeat what you just said?”
“Are you okay?”
“No. I mean, yes, I'm okay, but the thing you said before that.”
“Um...my name is Twilight Sparkle and I'm the librarian. May I help you?”
So THIS is the all-knowing Twilight Sparkle. Who Spike is the assistant for. Who will probably hate my guts. Yeah, this isn't going to cause any problems at all.
“Ahh, good, that's what I thought you said. Yes you can, actually. I've got a few books that I wish to check out. Here, lemme get them. I left them in the room with all the tables...”
As I walked back into the reading room (I'm just gonna call it that) something that Twilight Sparkle said to me back at the mountain popped into my head.
“...I feel it necessary to warn you that I am the prized student of Princess Celestia...”
Ugh, why does shit have to be so complicated. Now if I do anything to piss her off, she'll go running back to her princess, and yadda yadda yadda yadda. Fuck.
My foul mood was banished when I remembered the twenty plus books I had yet to read. However, moving said books from the reading room to the lobby proved to be infuriating to no end. Once I had managed to balance all the books on my back (no small task) I was greeted by the fact that there was no way I would fit through the door back into the lobby. I ended up just taking them five books at a time, until I had a neat, tall pile of books right where I needed them.
Over the course of my labor, the ponies said nothing and just stared/glared at me. The ever-increasing pile of books though, quickly drew their attention. Twilight looked incredulous, the white and cyan ponies shifted their glares from me to the books (maybe they hate reading?), and Spike just burst out laughing after the fifteenth book.
Wiping away my sweat, I walked up to Twilight. “So, how do we do this? Do I need a library card? Or do they not use those here?”
Twilight stared at me, waiting for me to yell out 'NOT!' and show her the real books I wanted. When I didn't move, she finally spoke.
“You can take the books, just diminish the amount to a number lower than six.”
“SIX!?! But that will only last me about two hours! What, is there a borrowing limit or something?”
“Come now, you can't be serious about wanting to check out all of these.”
“And why not?”
“Because nopony ever wants to check out more than five at a time!”
“Hello? Earth to Twilight Sparkle? Forgive me, but the last time I checked, I was also a pony. And I wish to borrow these books. Doesn't that count for anything?”
“Flame...Flame...” Spike had finally stopped laughing and was gasping for air. “Quit with the sarcasm, you're gonna drive Twi crazy with it.”
“Sarcasm? The hell you talking about? Oh, wait, I see how it is. You guys all think I'm kidding. Well, let it be known that Flamesinger NEVER kids around when it comes to the subject of reading!” I refocused on Twi. “So, can I get the books?”
“Maybe...” I could tell she was trying not to laugh. “ But first, I would like to ask you a few question. Just to, y'know, learn a little bit more about you.”
Crap, I think she's on to me. Mental shields up!
Her horn glowed purple, and a piece of parchment and an ink quill appeared in front of her.
Seriously? It's like, the twenty-first century, and she's using a fricking ink quill? GET WITH THE TIMES LEONARDO!
“First off, a...er...completely random question suggested by my friends are as a sort of ...um...joke, are you perchance a dragon?”
She said the last part real fast, than seemed to tense up, as if preparing to be laughed at.
Well, I was never one to keep a lady waiting.
“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
And I didn't stop either. In fact, I went on for about five minutes, even going as far as to collapse to the ground in fits of laughter.
By the time I started to recover, Spike had once again burst into laughter and Twilight was giggling. Even the two pissed off ponies looked unsure of themselves.
Thank you, laughter, for being so damn contagious.
I regained enough breath to speak. “D-Do I seriously look like a dragon to you guys!?!”
Twi blushed. “No no, of course not. It's just that you...erm...sound a lot like a certain dragon we met. And you also have his bright blue eyes. And his basic color scheme. And your cutie mark...” Her happy expression was fading a little.
“Pretty cool, huh? I actually just got it today. Scared the shit outta me in the process, but yeah, still pretty cool.”
Behind the ponies, I saw Spike's happy expression fade also. Did I say something wrong?
“You just got it today?! That's pretty late, isn't it?”
I shrugged. “Meh, maybe, but I'm cool as long as I got it. Why? When did you get yours?”
“As a filly, about ten years ago.”
Flame, you just screwed yourself over.
Begone, rational mind! I'll take care of you later!
“Ten years ago? Seems kinda early to me.”
“Actually, that's the normal time for a pony to get his or her cutie mark.” Twilight looked suspicious now.
“Oh, well that explains it. I detest being 'normal'. I find it too...confining.”
Her eyes narrowed. “ You know, you never did answer my question.”
“Which one?”
“You know which one.”
“Do I? I don't think I do.”
“It was the only question I asked.”
“And I seem to have forgotten it. Terribly sorry. Now, If you'll excuse me-”
“Not so fast, answer the question. Are you, or are you not, a dragon?”
“Oh, that question. Your right, I didn't answer it.”
“Do you plan too?”
“Not particularly.”
“It will be easier on you if you do.”
“Y'know, you guys have a habit of making threats that you can't back up.”
“Except that's not the case here. You're in the middle of pony territory. I could call the guards whenever I want. However, I'd rather not, so why don't you just answer my questions and save yourself the trouble of fighting your way out of town? You seem to be making quite a big deal out of a friendly interrogation.” She smiled at that last part.
It was my turn to glare. “I don't appreciate shameless rip-offs of my lines.”
“Well, there isn't really a whole lot you can do about that, is there?”
“Whatever. And I doubt pony guards will be any more effective than a gang of dragons. I have the advantage of height here.”
“C'mon! Just answer my questions! Pleeeeeeeeeeease?”
I hadn't been expecting the 'please', so she kinda threw me off track for a few seconds. The other ponies, who had continued to glare at me the whole entire time I had been talking (talk about commitment), looked at Twilight as though she had just lost her mind. She didn't seem to notice though, because she was giving me puppy dog eyes.
“...well...sure...I guess...since you said please...”
“Twilight, are you crazy!?! He's a dragon!”
It came from the cyan pegasus, and was the same raspy, ego-filled voice that I remembered.
God, why does she hate me so much? I'm a likeable enough guy. I think.
“Oh, are you hating on dragons? HEY SPIKE! YOUR FRIEND HERE HATES DRAGONS!”
“Don't you DARE talk about my friend that way!”
I glanced at the white unicorn. Yep, same posh accent.
“I remember you. Are you here to insult my looks again?”
“I'm here to make sure you leave Ponyville at once! If insults are the way to do that, than insult I shall!”
“Than I'm afraid I must disappoint you, for I have no intention of leaving your little town. Not yet, anyway.”
“Rarity! Rainbow Dash! Stop it! You'll scare him away!”
This caused everyone to look at Twilight, surprised.
“I mean, ponies don't know hardly anything about dragons, and you girls are ruining my chance to talk to a living, breathing one! Think of how much knowledge we could gather! Think of the scientific implications!”
“My dear Twilight, this is serious! We have no time for 'scientific implications'!”
A heated argument broke out between Twilight and Rarity, leaving me in the dust. I caught Spike's eye and gave him a 'well this sucks' face. Unfortunately, Rarity saw me and followed my gaze back to Spike. This seemed to trigger something, and she immediately forgot about Twilight.
“Oh Spike, what did he do to you? Did he hurt you? DID he?!” She turned to me, her eyes ablaze. “If you've hurt one spine on my little Spikey-wikey's head, I WILL-”
Spike intervened. “Whoa, Rarity. Don't worry, he didn't hurt me.”
“Oh...” She looked uncertain for a moment, but than her fury reignited. “Than he threatened you! He threatened you, didn't he?!”
“No, he didn't threaten me either.”
“But than...how did he convince you to bring him here?”
“He didn't.”
Rarity was by now thoroughly confused. “But...”
Spike looked sheepish and shuffled his feet.
“He didn't anywhere else to go, and I just thought...”
“Okay, hold up.” The one named Rainbow Dash (MOTHERFU- y'know what? No. I'm just not even gonna say anything) decided to speak up. “You mean to say that this was all your idea?!”
“Well, not entirely. The disguise wasn't my idea, but-”
“Why Spike! I'm ashamed of you! Bringing a full-grown dragon right into the middle of Ponyville?!”
“Oh c'mon Rarity, he's hardly full-grown. And he's harmless!”
HEY! SHUT UP!
“I saw what he did to those dragons, Spike. I was there. Don't try and tell me he's harmless.”
“You did?! But how?!”
“In my defense, those guys really were asking for it.”
“QUIET YOU!”
“Yes ma'am.”
She returned her attention to Spike. “Really now, Spike, I should think you would have more sense! What would possess you to even think about something like this?!”
“Well, I never did learn what it means to be a dragon...”
“And so you brought one home with you!?!”
“We talked some, and he became my friend, and-”
“He became your friend?! Spike, you've seen what he's capable of! He's dangerous!”
“He's not dangerous! He's just-”
“I don't care what you think he is! He's a dragon, and not a cute, harmless, little dragon like you. A big, mean, scary dragon! And he is most certainly not staying here!”
I decided it was time to say something. “Listen, I'm not looking for a fight or anything, but just how do you ponies think you're gonna force me outta here?”
She glared at me. “I don't care what I have to do. But I will not have you roaming freely about the streets, causing damage wherever you go with that dark magic of yours.”
“You don't like what I'm capable of? Fine. I could care less whether you like it or not. However, you are sadly mistaken if you think I'm just gonna walk away without a fight. I didn't come here to kill ponies, I came here to relax, and that's what I'm gonna do. And I sure as hell ain't changing me plans just because you say so.”
“You are dangerous, evil, brutal, and most of all, rude! I will not have my little Spikey-wikey deal with the likes of you! Leave now, monster, before I summon the guards!”
“Okay, seriously, fuck off! I have had just about enough of listening to you bitch about shit you can't change! I'm a reasonable guy, but I don't have to take this!”
“I SHALL NOT BE SPOKEN TO THAT WAY!!!”
“Flamesinger! Rarity! Just calm down!”
“I am calm.”
“No Spike! Nopony talks to me like that!!!”
“He's just angry, and he has a good reason for it.”
“Stop defending him! Whose side are you on!?!”
“He's my friend too! Just stop yelling at him!”
“NO!!! I don't know how you managed to become friends with this filth, but I'll have none of it! If he is your friend, than so be it! I never wish to see your face again! I refuse to be associated with you if this is the kind of company you keep!!!”
“...”
A huge silence fell across the room. Everyone looked at Rarity, horrified. Even I was stunned. I mean, yeah, we were yelling at each other, but I never expected it to turn out like this.
I glanced at Spike. He looked hurt, but he also looked angry. REALLY angry. And his anger seemed to grow, until eventually it exploded.
“Y'know what!?! Fine! Go! Be that way! If this is how you're gonna treat every new friend I make, than just leave! You don't own me! I can be friends with whoever I want! I like you Rarity, but not enough to let you control my life! I don't know if you've noticed, but you guys are my only friends! I need someone besides mares to talk to! Someone like me, who actually understands the way I think! And I've found him! A guy dragons who isn't mean and scary! And what do you do!?! You yell at him! You get into a fight! You try and make him leave! All because he's a dragon! Well, newsflash Rarity: I'M A DRAGON TOO!!! I don't care if I'm not as big, or not as scary, I”M STILL A DRAGON!!! And if you can't except the friends I make...well, I hope I never see you again either!”
Rarity looked as though she had been slapped.
“...”
“...wow Spike...” Rainbow Dash rubbed the back of her head with her hoof. “...I...never knew you felt that strongly about it...”
“You didn't? Well, now you do.”
I noticed Rarity's bottom lip began to tremble. Rainbow noticed it too.
Uh oh...
“Hey Rarity, are you oka-”
She suddenly burst into tears and fled, slamming the door behind her with a flash of blue magic.
Oh, SHIT.
Spike didn't react. He just sat there, staring at the door.
“Flame?” he said blankly.
“Yeah?”
“I'll be upstairs. I...need to be alone for a little while.”
“Yeah, sure man.”
He turned and slowly made his way up the stairs, disappearing near the top. Twilight watched him go, looking as though she was about to cry also.
“I'll see ya around, Twi.” Rainbow shot me a dirty look as she said this. “I have to go comfort Rarity.”
And so she left, leaving me alone with am extremely pissed off unicorn. I glanced nervously at her, and saw that she was giving me a death glare. I seem to be getting a lot of glares today.
“Okay, listen, I-”
“No, YOU listen! I don't know how, or why, but you just single-handedly made both my friend and my assistant feel TERRIBLE! You coming here has ruined EVERYTHING!!!”
“I'm pretty sure the term 'everything' would only apply to an event of much greater proportions-”
“SHUT UP!!! Just SHUT UP!!! I should called the guards the moment Rainbow Dash even hinted that you were here!!!”
“Wait, so-”
“YES! Rainbow Dash saw you with Spike! And I was an idiot, and decided to give you a chance! And NOW look what's happened! Two of my best friends are at each others throats! All because of YOU!!!”
I waited a couple of minutes for her to simmer down, than said quietly.
“Listen, I know you're pissed off, I would be too, but you have to understand that I had no idea this would happen! What I said before was true: I just came here to relax in a place that was supposed to be clam and accepting, according to Spike. I wasn't looking for a fight, I was trying to avoid one. And, well, you guys made that kinda difficult.”
“Are you saying this is OUR fault!?!”
“I'm saying that if Miss Rarity had kept her cool, none of this would've happened.”
She looked about ready to punch me, and I wondered whether I might have said the wrong things. Probably. Slowly though, her temper seemed to fade, until she just looked sad.
“...even if that was true, it doesn't really help the current situation, does it?”
“I was getting to that. If you'll excuse my saying so, I don't think that what happened between these two is really that big of a deal.”
Apparently, this WAS the wrong thing to say, as it got Twilight out of her depression and back into another awe-inspiring fury.
“WHAT!!??!! Two of my best friends practically HATE each other, and you don't think it's 'that big of a deal'!!??!!”
I laughed, which did nothing to improve her mood. I knew I had to say something quickly, so I did.
“Do you seriously think these guys hate each other?! C'mon, even I can see what's really going on here.”
She looked at me with a mixture of anger and confusion. “What are you talking about?”
“What I'm talking about is that these guys don't hate each other. Far from it. Oh sure, they're angry and sad, but that can be easily fixed.”
“FIXED!?! You don't just 'fix' something like this!”
“On the contrary, that's exactly what you do. If you don't, than this feud between them will last a lot longer.”
“And how, pray tell, do we go about 'fixing' this?” Her voice was heavy with sarcasm.
“It's simple. Both Spike and Rarity are probably up in their rooms, crying, feeling terrible about what happened, and wanting nothing more than to be friends again. In short, they both want to apologize. But they won't, for fear of being rejected by the other party. All I have to do is convince one of them to apologize to the other. Maybe even both. Preferably both.”
“Again, how?”
“By talking to them. Or is their another form of communication I should use?”
“Than you really are crazy. They won't listen to you!”
“Spike will. And as for Rarity...well, pack a shotgun and hope for the best, right?”
“What's a 'shotgun'?”
DAMMIT! Of all the lame metaphors...
“Oh...um...a device used for self-defense that I just made up?”
“A device you just made up? But why...”
“It was a figure of speech!”
“Whatever. And yes, now that I think about it, that plan would work. There's just one problem.”
“And that is?”
“You talking to Rarity is just an accident waiting to happen.”
“No shit. So why don't you?”
“Me?? But I'm no good at that sort of thing!”
“Oh, well in that case I'll just-”
“NO!!! I'll do it! It'll be much better than having you try.”
“I will choose to disregard that comment, as it is in all likelihood true. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go talk to Spike. The poor kid's probably feeling like shit right now.”
“I would appreciate it if you didn't use that kind of language around him.”
“Why? How old is he?”
“Eleven.”
“Than he should at least now how to swear by now. Okay, I'll try, but I'm not making any promises.”
“Thank you. And also, when you're done, meet me at the Carousel Boutique. It's on the outskirts of town, and should be pretty easy to find.”
“The whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!”
“It's where Rarity lives.”
“Oh. In that case, I'll just have Spike lead me there. That's what he did last time.”
“Good.” Than she leaned in close, and gave me one final death glare. “You'd better not screw this up again, or I swear...”
Despite the apparent seriousness of the situation, I grinned.
“Have no fear Twilight Sparkle. I promise that I will fix the mess I made. Again.”
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After navigating the stairs (which proved to be ny-on impossible on four legs. Thank God I can still fly) I found myself it what must have been Twilight’s room. Being the observant, ever-watchful person that I am, I took notice of absolutely nothing and instead headed for the quivering lump at the foot of Twilight's bed.
Spike didn't really have a bed of his own, per-say. What he did have was a makeshift sleeping area made of a basket, a pillow, and several blankets. Kind of degrading if you ask me, but to each his own I guess.
Spike was clearly hiding underneath the blankets, crying and shaking. I don't think he heard me enter.
Man, I really fucked things up, didn't I?
I sat down next to him, which seemed to alert him to my presence. When he spoke, his voice was thick with emotion. It was noticeable even through the blankets.
“Go away Twilight. I'm not in the mood.”
“I would comply, except the last time I checked, I wasn't Twilight.”
“Oh. Hey Flame.”
“Dude.”
“Could you leave please? I need to be alone.”
“Again, I would say yes, but I feel the need to apologize.”
“You have nothing to apologize for.”
“Bullshit. Because of me coming here, you lost a friend.”
“Well, she didn't turn out to be that good of a friend, did she?”
“Listen, I don't pretend to like her, but I think I should help you get her back. She obviously matters to you.”
“You have no idea.”
Wait, what? “What do you mean?”
“I...I...” He broke down crying. I sat there, patting his back (which did absolutely nothing) and feeling insanely awkward. After a few minutes, he regained enough breath to speak.
“I-I had a c-c-crush on her.”
Ah, fuck me.
“Well dude! You've gotta win her back!”
“A-And just how do I d-do that?”
“It's called apologizing.”
“Oh.” His face hardened and he turned away. “Thanks, but I'd rather not.”
“Now now, hear me out. I wouldn't suggest this if I didn't have a plan in mind.”
“Yeah right.”
“...
Okay, you may have a point there, but this time I do have a plan. Or at least, a mental image of how the situation will turn out that may or may not be legit.”
“Just tell me the plan already.”
“Ah, good, you're listening. Okay, here's how I see it: You're up in your bed, feeling terrible. You feel betrayed, alone, sad, angry, hurt, etc, etc. Now try and view things from Rarity's point of view. If you were Rarity, you would probably be doing the same thing your doing now. After all, one of your most-loved friends that had a crush on you now hates you.”
Spike looked shocked. “But I don't hate her! She hates me!”
“Exactly! You both think the other party hates you. But the truth is, they don't. They didn't want this any more than you did. Both of you feel terrible about what you did, and both of you want to be friends again. But neither of you will apologize because you think you'll get rejected. See, this is how most arguments escalate. Neither party wants to admit they were wrong. But in this case, you both were wrong. Her for not listening to you, and you for blowing your top. Actually, it was mostly her, but for the sake of friendship lets just say you were both at equal fault.”
“Wow. I...never thought of it that way before...”
“Most people never do. That's why I'm here. So, what do you say? Apologizing isn't as hard as it sounds. Mostly.”
“...yeah...yeah...I suppose I could...try, at least...”
“That's the spirit! Twilight's already talking with Rarity, so let's be off!
Oh yeah, by the way, I have absolutely no idea where Rarity lives, so...yeah. Lead on!”
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Once Spike got the tears out his eyes (he refused to go into public with a teary face, which I can totally understand), he lead me to Carousel Boutique. I'm glad he did, because I never would have found it on my own. I had only just noticed how big the town actually was. There were plenty of alleyways, and a lot of the residential houses looked the same. I would have been lost within minutes.
When we got there, however, I was met with an unpleasant surprise.
“Seriously!?! Neither one of you managed to talk sense to her!?! Aren't you guys, like, her best friends or something?!”
Rainbow Dash was refusing to talk to me, so Twilight was speaking for them both.
“She won't listen to us! She keeps going on about how Spike hates her and would never except an apology for what she did!”
“Told you so, Spike.”
“Yeah yeah, so you were right. It still doesn't help us though. How can I apologize to her if she won't even listen to anypony?”
“Well, I guess I'll just have to talk to her.”
“YOU!?! Talk to HER!?!” Rainbow was finally speaking again. “Are you crazy!?! That'll only make things worst!”
“I beg to differ. If I can talk sense to Spike I sure as hell can talk sense to a fashion queen.”
“A fashion queen that HATES you!”
“She's right Flame.” Twilight looked sad. “Rarity probably blames you for all of this. I know Rainbow Dash does.”
“And I have a good reason too!”
“If you two mares are done with the support, than I can go in and get this over with.”
“YOU are NOT going NEAR her! You've caused enough damage already!”
“Rainbow...we should at least let him try...”
“And you too Twilight! Why are you siding with this guy!?! This entire thing is his fault!”
“Hey! Don't talk about my friend that way!”
“Spike, just don't start. And may I also say that us sitting here arguing isn't accomplishing crap. Now listen up.”
Surprisingly, everyone did.
“I'm going in there, and fixing the mess I made. If any of you have any objections to this, save them. I don't wanna hear it. Neither of you were able to comfort her, so don't talk.”
I turned and headed into the Boutique. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I have shit to do.”
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How shall I describe the Carousel Boutique?
Dresses. Fricking. Everywhere.
Seriously. There were dresses on display, half-finished dresses next to sewing machines, written plans for dresses lying on tables, and overall a fashion designer's paradise.
One dress in particular caught my eye. It was covered, and I mean covered, in gemstones. From the legs, to the collar, to the decoration, to the what ever, every single surface had at least one gemstone on it.
Seems legit.
I found the stairs pretty easily. They led me to a hallway, with doors on either side. Light shown from underneath one of them, and when I got closer I could hear sobbing coming from the other side.
Y'know what? I'm sensing a trend here...
Hesitantly, I knocked.
“Go away Twilight! I told you it would never work!”
“Nah, it's me. The asshole.”
“Oh.” Her tone became much less friendly, which was saying something. “It's you.”
“Yeah, I...er...well, I came to talk.”
Silence.
“Listen, I just think we got off on the wrong foot...claw...hoof...thing. Whatever. I think we got off on the wrong one. Can we start over?”
Silence.
“Hello? Can I get at least some signal that my words are getting across to you?”
Silence.
“Okay, I'll be truthful here. I didn't come to apologize, because I'm not sorry for what I said. I came to fix things up between you and Spike.”
“You've done enough already, Now leave.”
Fricking finally...
“I know what you're thinking. You think Spike hates you. Would you believe me if I said Spike thinks the same thing?”
“No.”
“Well, than, we may have a slight problem here...”
“How would you know what my little Spikey-wikey thinks? You're just a dragon.”
“Again with the dragon thing. Why do you keep bringing that up? Just because I have scales, claws, sharp teeth, creepy wings and strange magic does not mean I don't know how shit works. Oh, and I know what he thinks because I talked to him before coming here.”
“...
You're lying.”
“Why would I lie? I only came up here in the first place because apparently Twi and Rainbow weren't able to make that much of an impression on you. You think I wanted to come up here? Despite what you think, I know exactly how you feel towards me. I know you hate my guts.”
Silence.
“Okay, I'll get to the point: Spike is downstairs, and he wants to apologize to you. Now, you can either-”
“WHAT!!??!”
“...
Jesus...I think you nearly blew my eardrums out...”
“Sorry, but...is that true?”
“About my eardrums? Yeah, I think so...”
“No no...is Spike really downstairs...wanting to apologize...to me??”
“You really don't know how much he likes you, do you?”
“B-But...h-how...?”
“I talked to him and explained things a little bit. I guess you could consider it a payback for the 'fuck off ' from earlier.”
“W-Wait...so..”
“Yeah yeah, I felt guilty and decided to fix things. I gave him the whole 'both of you feel terrible', 'this is an unnecessary argument' speech. Convinced him to at last try and fix things.”
“T-thank y-you...”
“Don't mention it. Just go down there, and-”
“THANK YOU!!!”
The door was suddenly thrown open, and suddenly I found myself being hugged by Rarity.
“Ummmm...you're welcome?”
But she was already running down the stairs (how the hell do they do that on four legs?) calling for Spike.
I stood still for about a full minute before I was able to shake it off.
Okay....wasn't expecting that, but...
I made my way down the stairs (much slower than Rarity), and was greeted by a heart-warming (and somewhat creepy) sight. Spike and Rarity were hugging each other, repeatedly apologizing and saying how sorry they were. Twilight and Rainbow Dash were looking on happily, although I could tell they were shocked. Probably from Rarity's sudden appearance.
I joined them in watching Spike and Rarity. When they saw me, they both beamed, and Twilight even came over and gave me a peck on the cheek.
“Thanks.” she whispered.
“Anytime. But there's something I want to say to these two.”
I walked over to the happy couple. When they saw me, they immediately started to thank me, but I held up a hoof to stop them.
“You two have got to be the stupidest beings on the face of the fricking planet, and if anything like this happens again, I swear to God-”
Suddenly I was engulfed in a group hug by three ponies and a baby dragon.
“...
Y'know what? Forget it.”
They all laughed.
-End of Chapter 7-
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Yay! Friends now WooHoo!!!
Also, thanks for another great chapter
Great chapter, i'm guessing it's back to update once every week or so again?
Teehee.
I have a massive, creepy grin in the university library now. The only empty seats in the whole place are on either side of me AND I DON'T CARE, THIS IS GREAT!
692671Pretty much. Unless my family decides to suddenly drag me out for another week long vacation on some goddamn part of the earth.
I LUFF!!!
*Sees dragon based human fic in the box*
*Sees it has 80 ratings and not a single thumbs down*
Ok, I haven't even read the synopsis in full and you have my attention.
This cration is perfect, you dumb organic life form. This pleases me greatly. Continue and you shall be spared and your brain patterns copied to one of my Intelligence Matrixes so you will be able to continue pleasuring me with sensory data after your stupid inferior meatbag body detoriates and decomposes.
I enjoyed the prejudice the ponies displayed towards our protagonist and at their shortsight that Spike is a dragon as well and at some point will stop being the Cute Spikey-Wikey baby dragon and become one of those "brutes", so you have my salutations for going that path and executing it masterfully.
Speaking of executions, it appears it is time.
It's time.
IT'S TIME FOR SOME THIRD WORLD COUNTRY CONQUERING, MOTHERBOARDFUCKERS! RELEASE THE SWARM!
Anyhow, I enjoyed this chapter greatly and I expect future chapters to come up quickly and be of great quality, meatbag.
Logging off.
-Sixteen, The Binary Scourge
693045What. the. fuck.
BEST COMMENT EVER>
It's pretty good, and I'm getting the vibe this story is going to turn into one like Echo the Diamond Dog and Griffin the Griffin (if you haven't read those yet, you seriously need to.) which will make me like this story even more.
Carry on.
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It appears you are liking my Proccesing Unit and Personality Interface ( PUPI ), which is very surprising. You have been promoted to my list of "organics worth letting live", so I suggest you to enjoy it while it lasts.
Side note : Membership of Preserving Life Worthy Meatbags Organisation ( PLWMO ) can be withdrawn without further notice at any random point in time. Please refrain to the manual you should recieve by mail if it still exists and is not a smoldering hump of debris in your area and read the instructions on how to prolong your membership.
Shutting down.
-Sixteen, The Binary Scourge
This is original and good at the same time!
I just hope he gets to stay with the mane 6. :P
1 a.m. and I woke up my entire family by yelling out an epic vader "no" when I saw there were no further chapters.
I hope the next one is up within less than a week, but whatever you feel like is fine too.
I got other stories to read to keep me occupied till then. 
See this story in the feature box, read the synopsis, human send to equestria, ok those are sometime good, and is turn (in a pony yes i know) in a dragon, stoped reding the sinopsis and started reading the story.
Great fic btw, good caracterisation and quite an inventive way to see discord and nightmare moon, loved every bits of it.
i need MOAR!!!
Woo that was awesome
Nice job with the recovery there. I have to admit, this does remind me if Griffin the griffin from the story Griffin the Griffin. His attitude makes me look forward to the rest of your story. Continue good sir.
I'm waiting for an epic battle of chaos magic between him and discord. I'M WAITING.
696604And you will get what you came for good sir. Eventually.
so i was rereading some of the chapter and i noticed something and wondered if it was intentional, you seem to use than instead of then, that might be ok since i don't know everything about this language, since it is a secondary one to me, but either case is good, since in one you get bether and in the second i get bether.
698365Honestly, I can never remember the difference between the two, and this is the only language I speak (sad, I know). All I know is that My mom keeps on telling me to use 'than' instead of 'then', so I end up just using whatever alot of the time.
>> Flamesinger599
My body is ready.
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I didn't than was a word and about the then i know it's a way to say after as in : I bought a video game and then left the shop. as i said i might be wrong so if someone would be gentle enought to confirme or rebute this it would be great.
its true that speaking only one language is sad since it restrics you, but you know what they say it's never to late to learn new things, (My grandfather is learning spanish to fight is memory problem and you know what it freeking work.)
so much epicness.
I can not express to you how much I love your story but I feel the need to point out one flaw.
I hate waiting for your updates!
If you keep updating the story you shall never die my friend
update??
Nice, Dragons a baws just like that
Is the next update close?
745190I'm near done writing it. Unfortunately, the last week of school and writer's block aren't making it easy.
I'm starting to go through Withdrawal symptoms man
pretty damn good. I salute you sir. :rainbowsalute:
Hnngh
Accept and except
Too two and to
Ny-on and nigh-on. Jk, ny isn't even a thing.
Get this story a proofreader!
What just happened there, holy crap, everypony started hating almost immediately just cuz he was a dragon with wierd magics.
Was it the threats of him saying that they couldn't stop him from RELAXING?
At the end of the chapter. Me: cdn.memegenerator.net/instances/400x/9581137.jpg
841913 XD You know, I should thank you! As a pre-reader, you're making me save time commenting because *I* don't have to! xD Thanks bro! /] (Or Sis. Not sure who you are, and I'm, sadly, far too lazy check. I hope you can forgive me.)
Hugs fix things.....love and tolerance people
That should be know
Sorry about being a bit picky but I'm liking this story so far.
sigh
Ok man, it's just this one thing that pisses me off.
It's couldn't care less, not could care less.
Could care less implies some level of caring, and you could not care as much.
Couldn't care less is already the lowest amount of fuck-giving possible.
YEAH!!! I have read to many fanfics where the judge the OC on what the COULD do without ranting, so here's my rant. If your going to judge based on what someone COULD do, then may I ever so nicely point out that quite a few of you Idols here can do allot worse. Luna during her time as Nightmare Moon not only made Celestia disappear but tried to plunge the world into everlasting darkness, and tried repeatedly (though ineffectively) to get each of the Mane 6 killed, and since it was never explained to them what caused her to become said Nightmare Moon, for all they know it could happen again. Twilight not only can and has hypnotize the entire town, but she clearly isn't completely sane, has enough raw magic power to levitate a Ursa Minor and a full water reservoir at the same time, so she probably flatten all of Ponyville if she felt like it. And then there is Celestia her self, while she apparently wasn't strong enough to break out of whatever Nightmare Moon did, she still is quite a few times more powerful and intelligent than Twilight, and probably is a tyrant because Twilight is completely HORRIFIED when she thinks that Celestia might get mad, always assuming banishment or imprisonment, sometimes both, will come of it if she finds out. So there are 3 people who not only can use their magic for destructive means, but there is actually reason the expect them to, that they love anyway.
Rant over, loving the story, hope you keep it up. Now ... BACK TO READING!!!!
692676 oh hey khorne how's the cereal business going?.......Yah know what im talking bout...........KHORNE CORN FLAKES!
4269098 Khorne Flakes are packed with nutritious WAAAAAARRRRRRR!
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And a unhealthy dose of Chaos!
5293428 ...Captain ACKBAR! HELP! ME!!
Ackbar: ITS A TRAP! EAT MY CEREAL INSTEAD!!! *throws cereal box at you*
someone is using shift instead of caps-lock
6632883 i commented this before i finished... thought i was hacked for a sec.
It's is a speceist confirmed.
That quote is going to be carved into my skull and be read daily.
I think she homed in on you long before now, bromango
Sounding an awful lit like a chaos user now...
After all hell broke loose. I would have kneeled down and told Spike, "You wanted to know what it means to be a dragon? THIS IS what its like to be a dragon." Then I simply would have left.
The Monk
Personally I think the OC did Spike a massive disservice by NOT doing that. You all know that even in show canon, this is exactly what is going to happen to sSpike when he grows up. His friends will be long dead, (even PurpleSmart. canon says she is not immortal. Via Faust herself) And a full grown dragon will not be welcome in any town, Spike or otherwise.
The Monk