What Am I going to do?
Spike whimpered in fear as the older teen pinned him to the wall. He stared into her golden eyes as she stared back into his. All he can see in her scowl was her anger and his imminent death. He wished for a miracle to come to save him from being beaten to a pulp, but there’s no one that can save him now. Nor anyone that knew where he was. His friends fled, fearing for their lives, leaving him behind. He couldn't call out for help because he was afraid that Gilda would make his punishments even worse if he called out. He doubted that anyone would even hear his cries between the school buildings. He knew there was no way out. Everything leads to this point.
The worst part was when Gilda saw them peeking through the window, if he only knew it was her then he wouldn't be in this predicament. Now in her clutches, Spike trembled in fear as Gilda held him dangerously close to her face. Looking deep into his eyes as her raging hot breath slaps against his face.
Sweat begins to roll off his cheeks as she continues to stare into his eyes. Time turned from seconds to several minutes of intense terrifying silence. Spike wanted to just leave and get this over with, even if he gets injured. Even if he does lose some teeth or get a black eye, he didn't care at this point anymore. The silence was killing him and he was pretty sure she had high intentions in aspects to pain.
Spike closed his eyes, preparing for the worst. 'This is it, goodbye world.'
“Don't I know you from somewhere?” Gilda asked the quaking boy in her clutches.
Spike cracked an eye. “W-w-what?”
She pulls him even closer, nose to nose. “I said, don't I know you from somewhere?”
Spike gulped. “Uh... Hey Gilda long time no see.”
“Wait a second.” She continued to stare into Spike's emerald eyes. “You're that kid that hangs out with Rainbow Dash and those other five right?”
“Yeah, that's right. Every day after school, weekends and holidays too.” Spike nervously chuckled.
She moved her head away from Spike still holding her death glare. "What were you doing, peeking around windows?"
"Look Gilda, it's not what it seems, just hear me out!" Spike pleads, holding onto her wrists.
She brought him close again. "I'm listening."
Spike swallowed hard. “We got lost while trying to get to the bus ok!” Gilda scoffed in disbelief. “We were having our PE class in the football field honest!” He wriggled in her grasp.
“How did you get lost around the girls locker room window?” Gilda asked, eyes still full of raging fire.
“We heard you while you were hitting around in the gym. And uaa... We thought you were a guy” Spike mumbled.
“Speak up!” She yelled, causing him to flinch.
“We all thought you were a guy!” Spike shouted in panic. “The reason why we followed you to the locker room was because we were impressed by your skills. If we had known it was you and the fact it was the girl’s locker room, we wouldn't have been peeping! I'm sorry that it happened like this I promise!”
She narrowed her eyes. "You thought I was a guy?"
Spike shot his eyes open, and slapped his forehead. "Well, not anymore!" He pleaded. "I-I-I can see that you are a girl! You have nice hair, and even though you have me in a death grip, your hands are really soft." Gilda still glared down at him with her cold stare. "I see that you have boobs... I mean not like I'm looking I don’t seen anything…nor am I saying that your flat. Errrrrr!" He groaned in frustration.
I really don't want to die today.
Spike had to think of something to get out of this situation and fast. With not many options left, he said the first thing that came to his mind.
“You have a cute face.” Yeah, what backup statement that was. Oh, I'm so screwed.
“Excuse me?” Gilda asked.
‘CRAP!’ Spike thought. ‘Why did I just say that? I'll be lucky to just get a black eye if not a broken jaw.’
Gilda pondered over the information the young teen has given her. “Okay, so you and your pals were in your PE class, that's reasonable to be on Canterlot High property.” Spike nodded his head vigorously. “Then you got lost trying to find your way to the buses that do pick ups on your side of the school, probably following directions you took from those idiot seniors.”
“Well... Both, we actually got lost taking directions from two idiots, then they asked seniors where to go and we got even more lost...’ Spike chuckled nervously.
“Okay, because of two idiots you all got lost.” Gilda said sternly. “Then you heard me in the gym and watched my training through the window, and you all thought I was a guy. Afterwards you followed me around the building to the girl’s locker room, thinking it was the boy's locker room.”
Spike gulped loudly. “Uh... Yeah, that sums it up.”
“So this whole thing was just a misunderstanding, correct?”
‘Correct.” He squeaked
“Tell me why I should believe you?” She asked coldly.
Spike's eyes shrank to the size of a pine needle. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please believe what I'm telling you!” He shut his eyes pleading for mercy. “I didn't know it was you, honest. If we knew that we were following a girl we wouldn't…” He was interrupted by Gilda’s hand over his mouth.
“I heard you the first time dweeb.” She closed her eyes and sighed deeply. “And I believe what you said as well. Congratulations you get to live and won’t be castrated today.”
Spike sighed in relief. “Oh, thank God.”
"Besides, if I continued to toy with you like I just did." She smirked. "You already said something about my boobs, don't want to end up talking about my butt now do you?"
Spike's face blazed a bright red. "You were just toying with me! Why didn't you tell me that you believed me in the first place?"
“Because it's funny watching you squirm." She laughed.
Spike puffed. "Well, since we got that out of the way, do you think you can put me down now and get your face away from mine? It's getting a little awkward for me, and if anyone walks over here they'll think we're going to kiss or something."
Now it was Gilda’s turn to blush. "Right whatever." Then she backed away from Spike, dropping him with a solid thud.
"Never thought being so close to a girl's lips would be that scary!" Spike sighed while rubbing his rear.
Spike sat himself up from the ground. "So are we cool then?
“Hmmm... Well taking it into account that you almost saw me naked, what do you think?” She said with her arms crossed.
“I’m still deep underwater.” Spike sighed looking down.
"Deep!" She uncrossed her arms and offered a hand to Spike. "Come on I made you miss the bus, the least I can do is give you a ride home."
Spike looked at her hand apprehensively for a bit, then accepted her offer. "Alright, it beats calling my mom and explaining why I missed the bus this time."
“Oh, and one more thing.” Gilda said as she brought Spike to his feet.
“Yeah sure, what is it?” He asked. The next thing he knew, she swung her left hand smacked him across his right cheek.
“OW!” Spike yelped.
“That was for the boob remark.” She pointed at him coldly while he rubbed his red cheek.
He chuckled nervously. “Hehe... Yeah, I guess I deserved that.”How can hands so soft, hit so hard!
“Well, come on dweeb. We better get going before your friends tells your parents that you're dead.”
Spike shrugged head down. "Don't want that to happen either."
“Then come on kid.” She said as she walked past him. “We need to get going before anyone sees us.”
“That would be bad.” Spike added.
Ring
'Crap' they thought as the school doors flew open, sending a cascade of students flooding out.
The duo then made their way to the student parking lot. It wasn't easy due to the fact that the student body of the entire school was roaming around. Much to Gilda's dismay, she had to keep Spike at a very close distance the entire way to the student parking lot.
Then they reached Gilda’s car and regained their personal space. Spike rode up front with Gilda in the driver seat. She started the engine and drove off the lot, hoping that no one noticed that she had Spike in her car.
Too bad for that.
In the far corner of the school just a view away from the parking lot, a figure loomed in the shadows. The teen stared at Gilda's car as it departed from the school with disgust. He surely doesn't like the fact that Spike is getting a ride from Gilda, or being on the upperclassman’s side.
What is that Namby-pamby loser doing on my turf?
`~`
The ride was quiet for the most part for Spike. He wanted to make some small talk to pass the time, but every time he opened his mouth he ends up shutting it, lacking the words to say to her. But he didn't want to sit there and say nothing the whole time. What do you say to a girl that thought you were peeping at her?
Since Spike wasn't going to start the conversation Gilda sighed, she had to take this into her own hands.
“So how have you been?” Spike turned to face Gilda. “Other than almost peeing on yourself earlier?” She said, cocking a grin. Spike, other than that side comment, was shocked that she was trying to start a friendly conversation. Last time he saw her, she was the mother of all jerks. Busting out at all his friend that summer she came to town, then seeing her again two years later. Granted, she wanted to kill him during their encounter. Now she wanted to get to know him? The only close contact he had with her was being shoved out of the way.
“Um... Fine I guess.” Spike awkwardly answered. "Other than my friends thinking I'm dead. They'll be in for a good one tomorrow to see me resurrected.” He grinned, making her laugh. Ok she's laughing, now I'm truly scared.
Chapter 2 was just as amazing as Chapter 1, keep up the good work.
Pretty good but check your grammar. Your missing a bunch of words all over the place.
Neat chapter. I can't wait to see where this will develop between Spike and Gilda
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I edited this so I'll make sure to double check the next time.
5708651 I did some checking as well
Good job!
That was freaking funny! Keep on it!
5709006 which part?
5709011 A lot of it! However, I was a little confused with Pinkie's pinkie sense. Other than that, I'd to see more. Your doing a whole lot better than what I've done with my stories.
5709020 have you seen how many favs I got in my box
Continue working, bro. :)
5709023 It must be a lot
5709029 765
5709032 Wow! My first story has 23 likes so far, and I've posted it in September last year. You've got better luck than I.
5709036 I mean stories that I read that helped me get this far is in my favorite box. This is in 390 book selves and 189 users is tracking it.
5709051 My story is in 65 bookshelves, and is tracked by 17 people. It isn't a lot, but I try my best
5709065 its better than something that you never written at all.
5709115 Very true. I do my best to make the story good, but not very many people have said much about it. Someone reviewed it, I appreciated what he had to say, and he said I should promote my story however I can. I've even tried to submit it to Equestria Daily TWICE, but of course it's not featured because it wasn't good enough.
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5709115
I posted my first story in November and it's just gotten past seventy likes.
5709459 Awesome!
5709467
It takes a while for stuff to get around. You usually have to spam the heck of of a bunch of groups.
5709477 I've done it, but it seems too desperate
5709481
As long as you know that someone is liking what you're doing is enough for me.
5709485 I suppose you're right
Great chapter. The Spike and Gilda interactions were great. However, the Pinkie part felt completely unnecessary, like a cheap gag. While every other fic has Pinkie Sense Sees All gag, only a handful actually employ it well. Take for example the episode Pinkie Keen. Pinkie just knows random general everyday events will happen like falling objects and opening doors, not hyper specific things like Spike's whole escapade along with meeting a girl they knew and getting slapped.
My suggestion is to take the whole thing out and maybe add some more interaction between Spike and Gilda. But if it's important to some event later, I suggest at least having Pinkie knowing more general things like a close friend being sad, or getting hurt etc. Watch the episode again for ideas.
Sorry if it seems a little harsh, but I'm quite invested in this idea and I like seeing good ideas reach their full potential.
5710927 well it's for the general things that is to come. And thanks form the tip itmgives me any idea how Pinkie can tease or help Spike.
Could really use some polishing around the edges from an editor.
The one major question on my mind is, though... Why in the blue blazes of hell would they have a window in a locker room? I could understand a venting system if one wanted to argue about the stench, as that's what most locker rooms have in place, but a window?
Despite the current issues, you've got a nice idea for a fic. I'll be favoriting to read future chapters.
I am liking this a lot such rare pairing and a great take on it!
5711364 OK look that issue well be resolved in chapter three when they talk to each other.
5711133 also, I suggest trying to find someone who can correct the spelling and grammar errors.
5712612 I did get it to an editor at first, then some people saw there was still grammar errors so, I ran it through Ginger. how is it now?
5713044 I still see errors. The thing with those grammar checking programs is that they tend to miss a lot of mistakes. You need an actual person to catch some of these mistakes. Also, another thing i noticed was a bit of repetition. The beginning repeats the events that just happened in the previous chapter. Try to avoid that if you can. Often times, readers will either remember the events of previous chapters or they may reread the last chapter. Since the first chapter was so short, you don't need to repeat what happened in it.
....I ship it
5713614 you would make an awesome proofreader.
5715487 and more will come later on. Like why is there a window in the locker room?
This is a rare ship between spike and gilda but I like it, there are some grammar errors but not a lot, but beside that it's good, until the third chapter.
5715667 Well, I've kinda made my own mistakes and learned from them. Plus I see a lot of recurring stuff and new ideas from various authors so I know what works together and what doesn't. I've never actually done proofreading for someone on fimfic before, despite all the tips and suggestions i give out. I suppose i could try to help with your fic. Might even get a few ideas for a GildaxSpike fic of my own.
Just a heads up, i'll only be able to catch the really obvious grammar errors. Some of the subtler stuff goes right over my head.
5715736 well I just already gave the job to someone else. But I can let you help on the next chapter friend. And I'm working one a prequel for Beach day, if you haven't read it you need to, explaining Spike's expreince in the new naborhood.
5715672 why are you angry ;-;
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It's always good to have more than one proofreader/editor just in case one of us misses something.
Heh, at first I thought it was DT, but it's clearly Garble. Anyway, see you later.
5727535 don't forget to fav so you can see updates atomaticky
Interesting. Most interesting. I feel Gilda is... not softer than expected--no, she definitely isn't soft (other than physically, that is)--but she doesn't feel as rough as Gilda. Of course, we only got to see a little bit of her here, so future chapters may prove that to not be the case.
Although with that name, I am sincerely surprised to find neither a sex tag nor mature rating.
Also, a question about the story description:
Everyone seems fully human. Are the Griffins the high school mascot or something?
5755482 metaphor dude
Bra...
That's how epic you are!
I think Spike needs more than just a thinking cap he needs protection and lots of it....
Why do I feel like that's Garble...?
I like this version of Gilda and Spike. It's nice to see a more light hearted Gilda, totally no tsundere at all, I'll be watching this closely.
At least she didn't kill him.
Love this meme