Homecoming: Adaptation
Dragon Lord’s Legacy
Homecoming: Adaptation
The literal bombshell that had dropped before Twilight and Starlight left them both feeling ill as well as horrible. A pact of silence was quickly made between the three of them.
Twilight didn’t want to ruin any good and happy vibes that were currently present right now, especially since Twilight remembered that… It was Ember's mother’s sibling that got stolen centuries back. At any possible time, Ember might seek retaliation on Chrysalis and her target may affect the newly formed ‘changedlings’.
Ember’s grandfather was the one who set a village in flames because he believed it was ponies who stole their egg, never knowing the truth.
From that event, Dragon Slayers had risen and sought out to fight and hunt dragons for a few decades. However, the dragon hunters disappeared soon after an emergency truce between Torch and Celestia was made years later. The strain had left a bad taste between the two species for centuries and perhaps that is why there was still a huge amount of bigotry and fear on both sides.
All because of Chrysalis’s ego and ambition to control everything. After giving a brief description of how everything circled back together, Thorax felt really worse and had it not been for the positive vibes that surrounded them, other Changedlings would have noticed their King’s negative emotions. He actually felt physically ill at the words and wished he could have forgotten everything about the whole ordeal.
He agreed to the silence and hoped that it would never, Ever be brought up again. Starlight felt horrible for Spike and Ember, though she knew that things have a way of revealing themselves later.
Nothing stayed silent forever.
The night grew late and most of the ponies and creatures went home by now. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna had to leave with their duties being called upon. Luna had to raise the moon and Celestia had to settle the evening shift. Princess Cadance and Shining Armor along with their daughter went to bed early to get Flurry to sleep, followed by their parents, so Twilight set them up in one of the many guest rooms. Thorax and the few changedlings that remained were offered a room on behalf of Twilight. With the many rooms available, Twilight saw no reason to deny hospitality to half a dozen changedlings.
Thankfully they took it with glee, though Thorax remained to try and gauge his emotions so they didn't notice. Spike bid his farewells to the last remaining creatures while Ember engaged in conversations with the few of Twilight’s friends along with Smolder and Amethyst who got to try out any remaining dishes that they could. While few were dragon themed, the more exotic ones, like ‘cupcakes with hot sauce’ and spicy hay-bacon bites were a real treat for them.
Thorax calmed down enough that when Spike approached, he had almost forgotten about the earlier conversation.
“So… Thorax, right?” Spike asked, the changedling king. A small smile appeared on his face.
“Yes, sorry we never got to formally or officially meet yet.”
Spike gave a shrug and offered his claw. Thorax took it with acceptance and shook. “No problem, though sorry to say, it’s still kinda hard to believe that not that long ago, well for you and everyone else, but for me… sorry I’m rambling; the fact that your kin were and… no offense when I say this, once enemies of Equestria. Now you guys are allies, it still blows my mind.”
Thorax could easily tell that Spike was genuine in his emotions and while he held no ill will towards him personally, he could briefly catch tiny slipits of unease. Not immensely but it was there.
Giving a nod and shaky stutter, Thorax answered. “So do I. '' A paused before he quickly clarified. “I mean, so do I as in… I still can’t believe that this happened. I am still afraid that any second I know things can change but… it seems I am always assured if not by Princess Celestia than, by Princess Twilight and her friends.” He looked towards the few changedlings that still talked amongst themselves in joy, already being engaged to conversations by Ember and the other two. His smile grew. “I have always wanted to be friends with ponies and I never grew up the way Chrysalis or the others wanted me to be.”
Spike gave a nod in understanding. “Yeah I guess that could be rough. I mean, well at least she wasn’t like your mother or anything right?” A hard scoff and a chuckle left the dragon. “I mean, that would be pretty messed up if your own mother-”
Thorax wilted and his head dropped considerably.
Spike realized where he screwed up and quickly tried to back track but it was too late. “Oh Thorax, I’m sorry I didn’t mean-”
“She was… the mother of everyling.” Thorax explained, interrupting, though he gave a nod of understanding of Spike’s misinterpretation. “She was the queen but she wasn’t… our mother that we had. By the time we were born, we were already taught how to be vile, drain love and how to ‘pretend’ to be something we are not.”
Spike slumbed as well, feeling bad that while his life had been an episodic drama series Rarity would love to speak about, Thorax had it way worse. He gave the changedling King a sympathetic pat. “Well I know that your past is a bad but now that you are king, you can make it so that no other changedling from here on out will have to go through that again.”
Looking up, Thorax felt and saw the genuine understanding of Spike. A small smile was present on his snout. “Look, I can’t say I understand what it’s like to grow up under…” Pausing as he wasn’t sure if he could offend Chrysalis or not without upsetting Thorax more, he opted for something lighter. “-her rule, but I understand enough that learning from your past and making a better future counts.”
Thorax appreciates the sentiment, drinking in the positive vibes that Spike was giving out freely. Nodding, Thorax sighed. “I’m just glad that things are better now with Chrysalis gone, I just hope I can live past her expectations.”
Spike gave a shrug. “Don't have to live past her expectations, just make your own. You are here today surrounded by ponies, Griffins, dragons and such while making few new friends here and it amazes me how well you can adapt in crowded areas. I think that this being a start Thorax, that you can lead your changedlings to a better tomorrow.”
For the remaining time, Thorax and Spike spoke about ideals and possible future times to hang out. Thorax was positively vibing with all the good nature and eased attitude from the Dragon. He felt like despite his relationship with Sunburst and Starlight being so long and wonderful, Spike being a non-pony made things so much better since they were different species with similar backgrounds.
Once everything had been cleaned up by the remaining guests, Discord, and Big Mac along with the five remaining girls all went to their respective homes for the night. Bidding their good nights, Thorax and his changedlings were guided to spare bedrooms in the castle by Starlight and Sunburst while Ember, Amethyst and Smolder were led by Spike and Twilight.
While they walked, Twilight spoke out about changes to the castle in the year since he was absent. “I know that your bed won’t be big enough to support you,” A pause and a glance back to the other three dragons before looking back up at him. “Or them, so you're going to have to wait until we can get bigger beds tomorrow.”
Spike nodded in understanding. “It’s fine Twilight, I didn’t expect you to change much since you didn’t know I had grown so much.”
Twilight bobbed her head. “I got a few notes from Ember saying that you had changed in the year, but she didn’t explain how much.”
Ember spoke up though a light uneasy tone carried in her words. “Princess Celestia had… already sent the guards to the borders and I didn’t want them to get frenzied if they learned anything else happened to you while you were in a coma.” She gave Twilight a disheartened look. “No offense to Twilight but at the time, it was hard to trust any pony right away and what your attention was.”
Giving a glance back, Twilight nodded in understanding. “None taken Ember. While I understand your hesitation, I still can’t believe that Celestia would do something, perhaps a message from her to you would have sufficed.”
“Well it’s the past now, girls.” Spike answered evenly. “But I feel like there are some details missing.”
A pause in between before Twilight asked. “From who?”
A small annoyed sigh left him and begrudgingly muttered, “My mothers…” A pause before he winced and muttered. “and the more secrets that remain.”
Twilight had brought them all to a large bed suited for… well larger creatures. Somehow, the Tree Castle had known there might be a need for bigger space, had created a large room, for all four dragons and somehow also created a large bed to conveniently fit all four dragons. Along with a balcony, the restroom was also somewhat larger than normal.
This was brought up by Amethyst. “So… why wasn’t this here before?”
Even Twilight had a problem explaining but did her best. “The tree is sentient and it's to be believed that through Harmony it will adjust magically to accommodate itself for just about any sentient creature that is willing to embrace harmony and amicable qualities.”
The pink and orange dragoness in unison, gave a long drawn out look and a ‘huh?’ of confusion.
Spike gave an exaggerated wave of his large arms around him. “The castle made it. It knows us. It gave us a room. Simple as that.” Ember giggled at that while Twilight gave a grunt at the bluntness, only more irritated when the two dragoness gave an ‘Ohhh’ in understanding.
“Then, why didn’t she say that?” Smolder asked with a huff.
“I did.” Twilight grumbled before they arrived at the door.
Opening it, indeed the castle had made the room larger and a bed large enough to accommodate them all. While Ember and Amethyst had visited and briefly remembered it, they were still astounded but it was Smolder’s eyes who sparkled with curiosity and wonder. Walking in, the trio females went to acclimate themselves with Spike and Twilight remaining at the door.
“So…” she began, “Just one week you can stay?” Her heart was disheartened in that regard. Spike gave a nod, though not liking it either.
“Sorry Twilight but now that me and Ember are bound together, I have to stay with her and the Bloodstone Scepter. It can only remain so long outside the land before it starts to act all crazy and such.”
Twilight blinked and looked at the scepter which had been brought. “What do you mean crazy? Like it will attack or something? Is it sentient?”
Bobbing in his head left and right, he answered. “More than the fact the original creator didn’t want it to leave the lands. It is crazy powerful and in the right claws, it could be dangerous or amazing. It could create volcanoes, cause earthquakes, command dragons and more.” A glow from the Scepter as it was placed to the side of the bed. Spike gave pause and he snapped his claws in remembering. “Shoot, I forgot to bring a few scrolls so you could have read them and written them down.”
Twilight gasped, whether exaggerated or scencere, she looked at him with bright eyes and almost in anger. “You had precious dragon knowledge and you forgot to bring any of it with you?!”
While Ember was used to or was very aware of the alicorn’s desperate and almost insane need for knowledge, the other two were confused and somewhat weary of her attitude. Spike grew up with her, so his response was, “Yeah I know but with the whole need to come home, I forgot.”
Twilight almost immediately mellowed out and gave him a sympathetic smile. “I get that Spike, you coming home means more than knowledge.”
This time, Spike gasped mockingly and pointed at her. “Changedling! Twilight would never pass up knowledge!” He then gave a mock glare and leaned in. “Thorax, is that you?”
Twilight giggled and just brought him into a hug. Spike smiled and hugged back, pulling her close and taking in her scent, her warmth and her love.
For almost a year, they had been separated and it hurt their hearts because of it. The difference between them was only in size, that was it.
Ember, Smolder and Amethyst watched in adoration at the hug between the two, almost bringing them to tears as they saw a family united after so long. The hug was strong, loving and it felt like eternity for the two, it wasn’t long enough. But the only thing that mattered to them was that they could enjoy this moment.
After a time passed and a few tears shed, Twilight pulled away and wiped away her tears and laughed at seeing her beloved little brother had quite literally grown up in front of her. “I am really glad you're back, Spike.”
He nodded with a smile. “Me too, Twilight.”
Knowing it was late, she leaned up, gave him a quick kiss to his forehead, getting a warm but much welcomed blush from him and turned around to them.
“Thank you, all of you for bringing back my lit- my brother.”
The trio all gave a nod and appreciative gestures. Ember gave a smile to the alicorn. “It was always my intent Twilight and thank you for giving us dragons a chance to be part of the change in Equestria.”
Twilight gave a small bow. “You're most welcome.” She rose back up and turned to leave. “Have a good night to all of you and I will see you in the morning.”
“Good night Twilight,” both Ember and Spike said while the other two gave a wave. Once she left, Spike closed the door and sighed.
His heart truly felt complete now and with his return home, it felt like from here on out, things in his life could only get better. Despite the panic and almost near course of his reunion, this was still the best day of his life.
He turned around and was met by a group of eyes by three wonderful females that he cared for. Each one carried their own personality, their own story and their own heart for him. Nothing would change that and even if they were here only for a week, he would make sure they would remember it forever.
With a tired smile, he motioned to the bed. “Ready to sleep?”
Smolder was somewhat confused at the bed. She pressed down on it, feeling the mattress bend and squish under her pressure before pulling away and it slowly reformed itself.
“Wow, this is really soft. It feels like… I might fall in it or something. Not at all like the floor or bed or a bunch of pillows,” A pause then a slightly deterred input. “Or my mother’s belly.”
While he had never slept on his mother’s belly, any of them, he had slept by the belly of Twilight, Celestia Velvet and his draconic mothers. Pony bellies were soft and cozy but the only annoyance was the breathing while his dragon mothers was nice and hot but not soft like pillows. Beds like these, adjusted to your body or stayed firm but folded just enough to be comfortable.
“Well, hopefully you can adjust to it Smolder. I know it’s soft now but I guarantee that after tonight, you’ll want to take one back home with us.”
Smolder wrinkled her nose before pressing and squeezing the mattress again. “Can we do that?”
Spike shrugged. “I don’t see why not.”
“While it would be nice,” Ember commented. “Let us sleep on it tonight first before making that decision.”
Spike nodded but then paused as he realized a new scenario and unique situation had arisen. The trio of females had instantly gotten in the bed, with Amy and Ember coming in from the right, with Smolder struggling to not fumble on the left.
“Uh…” They each looked at him and saw him staring.
“What?” Asked Ember innocently, not seeing the situation before him. A blush had formed on him and while he was fine sleeping with his mate, he wasn’t so sure about the other two.
Again, the circumstances had never come up between the four of them. For the lack of a better scenario, Spike never thought in a million years that he would be sleeping in the same bed with three other females. While in every fantasy of some teenager’s dream, he had opted to always stay in his mind, with only one in his heart. Yet, now comes the choice of how he would handle more.
Perhaps then, he would start by sleeping by them instead of with them and go from there. Slowly but surely he climbed on the bed, starting from the foot and making his way up. Making room, Smolder and Ember parted. While he was going to part with Amy and Ember, Amy seemed to have instantly clung onto Ember, while Smolder moved away almost immediately. As he pulled to the side in between both, he paused on his claws and knees and looked at the others as they folded their wings.
“What wrong?” Asked EMber.
A bashful smile left him. “I uh… am not fully sure how to sleep on my back… with wings.” Whether it was a lame excuse to cover up his embarrassing thoughts or not, didn't come to mind right away.
While it was normal instinct and the fact that he should have slept on his back after his coma, they showed him that two best positions to do so was either to spread them out, but couldn’t so they wouldn’t sleep ontop of them and damage or hurt him, or relax the shoulder blades upward but lay on them with ease, to adjust to his own weight. He did that, laying down and adjusting his bones until he was comfortable. Doing so allowed Ember to pull close, along with Amethyst. Smolder seemed to hesitate, not sure for it was the first time that they ever slept together.
Sensing it, he opened his arm up, inviting her close. A blush and a small pull-in helped Smolder lean in close and right up to Spike’s chest, where for a moment, their eyes met and a wonderful connection happened. It was the first time that it happened and a little bit of what he and Ember shared, but not as strong. However it was minimal but it would start as something.
With the sleeping arrangement set, the four dragons slowly held one another in the same bed, becoming something more than just horde members. Maybe in the future, it would evolve to love, but for now, they were content with each other.
Before sleep took him, Spike stared up at the ceiling feeling and hearing the gentle breathing and heart beats of his hoard. A few moments of inner joy and merriment filled his head as he fully embraced his return home to his family. The dragon shed a few tears and he gave a light squeeze to those around him in love.
"Thank you, Harmony, I'm home.
A shimmer of violet rippled across the room as he closed his eyes
Morning came and it was perhaps the most… weirdest morning for all of them and it was a slow transition for all of them. The first to awake was Spike.
He felt… odd, different, in-dragonic and it showed across his face. The drake had little, if any, recognition that he was back home and in a bed. It was only until he blinked his hazy eyes and saw an overhead chandelier of violet crystals. The next thing was that while he had slept late, his mother’s sun had yet to fully rise, judging by the slow dull colors of the approaching dawn. Lastly, he was surrounded by warmth, on a heavier aspect on both sides.
On his left side, Ember was resting against him, hugging his arm and wrapped a leg around his tail. Behind her, Amy had tried to spread out and take most of the space but was half hanging off the mattress. She was snoring loudly albeit with a little grace.
To his right was… a doozy of a situation and it became obvious why it was. Unlike his life mate and eternal love Ember, Smolder had half climbed onto him. Her head was on his chest, half her body on his, with a leg draped over his waist. She looked… adorable but it became very apparent to him that not only had she climbed on him, their waists were meeting and… he was feeling very awake down that area.
Oh draco… he could ‘feel’ himself pressed against her thigh and with his arms held by two females and feeling them on both sides, he couldn’t do anything about it. A heavy blush formed on his face and he tried his best to try to think of anything to make the situation go away.
A big ‘buck you, Spike’ was the answer. Smolder grinded her lower half against him and ‘pressed’ against her thigh. ‘Bucking dammit!’ He ‘fidgeted’ hard, both physically and mentally at the feeling of this smaller female rubbing on him. He just prayed that she didn’t wake…
Her eyes slowly opened and she blinked a few times to adjust her vision. Once clear, she yawned softly with her focus on Spike, who was looking at her with a red face.
“Hmm, Spike? What’s wron…” She froze. Two things came to mind. Well three things. One, Spike was staring at her red face and he was looking very uncomfortable. Two, she was laying half way on top of him with her body, shoulder, waist and legs. Lasty, she felt something poking her lower ‘region’ and she knew that was not his tail because that was slowly shaking what was either agitation or nervousness.
Her face immediately slowly began to burn and the fact that she knew that he knew and that he knew that she knew, made this a very difficult and hard situation to handle. No pun intended.
“S-Smolder I-I-I’m s-sorry…”
“S-S-Spike… I-I d-din’t m-mean…” Both tried to apologize and both tried to claim at fault, yet both were too embarrassed to speak back properly. Their stuttering managed to wake up their Hoard Maker, who yawned and slowly rose from her wonderful slumber.
Her amber eyes opened and she saw immediately from her peripheral that two of her hoard members were awake. Not only that, but both looked red faced and were speechless as they gazed into each other.
“Smolder? Spike? What’s going on?” She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. The duo snapped and turned to her, and again, stuttered a response. It was more embarrassing when Smolder tried to move, at the same time Spike tried to move in the same direction and suddenly… they almost ‘connected’.
Now the two froze ‘stiff’ and it begged the question of what was going to happen next. Both were now so red in the face, their scales could pass for magma underneath.
Ember was concerned and she slowly leaned up. “Are you two okay?”
They both were too embarrassed, too red faced and too agaped at their current predicament that a response was not available for them.
The last to awake was Amy and when she turned and the first thing to see was the position that Smolder and Spike held, she gave a cheeky half smirk. “Woah, you guys having an early morning romp on the bed? Why didn’t you wake me up earlier to get ready?”
Ember turned her head to Amythyst before turning back and seeing the position again and realized that it seemed as though they were about to do something explicit.
Both young dragons still hadn’t moved. Ember gave a small smirk of her own. “I think that it’s great you two are trying something to create a bond but I thought we were going to wait on that.”
Finally, Spike managed to speak but sputtered alot.
“Em-Ember it’s n-n-not w-hat i-it looks…”
“W-we were n-not going t-to…” Smolder tried her best too but failed like him.
Ember just gave a smile. “It’s okay you two, I don’t mind, especially since this would be the first time you have really spent time together.”
“I’ll say,” the pink dragoness commented. She had liftd the blanket that had somehow covered them all overnight and saw the ‘situation’ underneath. “You two are practically there!”
Ember also peeked and she couldn’t help but noticed that as of now, Smolder was all but squeezing Spike around his waist. Now, the situation had escalated, the four dragons were in the know and it blew up far bigger than it really shouldn’t have. So, Spike being the most mature one of the group decided to push past his limits of embarrassment and sheer will of wanting to still stay in Ember’s good grace’s and Smolder’s as well, he slowly placed his claws around Shoulders hips and gently raised her.
Smolder was still frozen, but felt his claws gently grasp her and was lifted off of him. He moved her gently to the side of the bed and he tried his best to remain modest. Using said blanket, he covered himself with it until he stood up from the bed, not bothering to hide the huge tent made from the sheets and made his way to the restroom. He then dropped the blanket by the door and closed it.
For a moment, there was silence and then, the sound of running water was heard followed by a groan of either agony or despair.
Ember and Amy focused on the door before turning back to Smolder, who was still red faced. Though a quick look between her legs suggested that nothing happened, they couldn’t help but tease the youngest dragoness.
“So…” Began Ember, her voice full of glee and tease. “-you wanted to have Spike to yourself before we woke up?”
Smolder turned to her and she shook her head.
“E-Ember, t-that’s n-not what was…”
“You could have taken him out of the room,” Amethyst playfully added. Her tail gave a small swish in the back. “I mean, I am down to watch anytime but it would help to know when and what time to watch.”
Smolder was failing miserably to explain herself, going as far as to cover herself with her claws and wings. Both dragonesses giggled and moved over to their younger hoard member and wrapped their arms over her.
Smolder just whimpered and continued to remain in hiding, not wanting to show her red face. Both Amy and Ember gave her a comforting hug.
“It’s okay Smolder, we’re just teasing.” The gentle words leaving Ember slowly eased her but she remained hidden. “I know it was an accident and perhaps something that you nor Spike had control of.” Another groan left the restroom, this time they all heard the sound of water running at a rapid pace, that being the shower followed by something banging against the walls.
Most likely Spike’s head.
The thuds were hard.
Both older females giggled at that. ‘Males’
After confronting their youngest consort with ease, they promptly got out of the bed and stretched. Ember approached the bathroom, opening the door and instead of detecting heated water like she supposed many creatures would bathe in, the room was filled with an icy cold feeling.
The restroom was bigish in that it had, from Ember’s remembrance of what each area or thing was called. To her right was a sink where they could wash their hooves or their faces. To the right corner was a… tow-let? For their waste.
In the back, was a large hole where she assumed others could bathe in it, low to the ground, not sure what the name of it was and on the right corner, was where Spike was at. There was a platform where he was at, standing above the floor and surrounded by drapes. She could see his darkened outline followed by his head hitting against the wall once more.
While this amused her, she would prefer her mate didn’t sustain any head injuries. She closed the door and walked in close, pulling back the curtains to see that while he was wet, the water was freezing cold and his eyes were shut tightly. She also saw that he was no longer spouting a certain part of himself.
“You and Smolder don’t have to hide anything from us, you know?” Spike heard her coming in and heard her speak but remained eyes closed and head against the wall with cold water running down his scales.
With a grunt, he pushed himself away and looked at the beautiful dragoness before him. Her amber eyes showed sympathy but also a teasing tone in her voice and a calm demeanor overall.
Usually males would get downright destroyed or hated by their females if they were to wake up with other females(excluding herds), let alone with them being assumed he was about to mate with her. This mentality had it built into him since he was raised by Shining Armor and Night Light.
So when he heard, even before his event long prior, that it was okay for him, he felt like he had to reboot his brain for a moment to really get that in with his Hoard Maker/Soul Mate.
“I… I’m sorry…”
“For what?” Asked Ember. She now looked confused. “I already told you about you and Smolder. You too are fine…”
“It’s not that,” he interrupted, albeit with a small shiver that the cold water had numbed him, making his voice feel a bit tight with the constriction of blood in his body. “-I’m still thinking like a pony right now and since I’ve been back, I feel like I have to remember that I am not. That and… I didn't want the first time between the two of us to start out like… well that."
Ember understood this more than before. Prior to the trials, she didn’t like to know that Spike was raised and treated and in part, brainwashed to think like a pony. While it was not a complete flaw in his upbringing, a time before she felt like reminding him with a smack at the back of his head that he was in fact, a dragon.
A fire breathing, greedy and mighty dragon that should take what he wants, mate with as many females as he chooses and claim himself to be above others.
That kind of thinking slowed right after the Gauntlet of Fire and died fully before the Trials. Now, she was sensitive and more so, now that they were connected in heart and soul, she understood his past upbringing and views.
She reached out to him with an arm, almost immediately retracted after the sudden cold bit her scales, despite the high heat of her body. “Wow, why are you in that freezing water?”
“To cool down?” It came out both as a jest and a question but after what had transpired, it made more sense. She wanted to approach him; Spike quickly turned over to the knobs and adjusted the water so hot water would start shooting out.
After a few moments, the icy cold water warmed up before coming out nice and hot. Smiling, she entered the platform, allowing the water to cascade and hit her scales. For some odd reason, this felt better than lava.
While lava was nice and hot, it did kill away grime and build up, it was viscous and heavy that weighed you down. The feeling of clean, Hot, water felt way different. The bouncing off of millions of water droplets against her sapphire scales eased her body in some odd euphoric way. Once fully within, Spike closed the drapes around them and pulled her close to him.
“As I was saying,” she continued as she shifted around to allow the water to coat every part of her body.“-you shouldn’t have to feel ashamed about you wanting to mate with Smolder or Amethyst. They are part of our hoard, they love us and if they ask, then I hope you would do so with your heart.”
He brushed his snout over hers and gave a low, warm growl against his throat. “While I know that, I still feel weird that I haven’t interacted much with them since I have woken up, just you.” A pause as he rubbed her scales around her body. “And I know that Smolder wants to be part of this, but I am not sure how to interact with her… in that way.” His last words came out with a bit of a tint to his cheeks once more.
She placed her head on his neck, facing it slightly up and to the side so as to not allow water into her nostrils. “Then perhaps this week back, while returning to your home, you can teach her what it was like to be a pony.”
“Why?”
Ember brushed her snout against him lightly.
“Did you see how she acted around them yesterday?" A shake of his head. "The way she was cautious, slow and awkward. But then when Amy and I started to interact with others, she got more comfortable. At one point, she began talking to a few mares about their… uh, dresses I believe they were called.” He blinked and looked surprised on hearing this.
Ember gave a small hum of confirmation.
“She was enjoying them, even giving them small looks like she wanted them. Perhaps one of your friends could help her with one.”
His thoughts went to Rarity and how unique it would be to get Smolder to dress up in… well, a dress.They were interrupted by the sound of the door opening and Amethyst coming in.
“Hey, you two also messing around in here or can I see what you are hiding?”
The pink dragoness strolled in, followed slowly in by Smolder, who was still bright red but was now looking at the bathroom.
Spike and Ember separated but remained close. He watched as Amethyst walked towards the toilet and saw her face light up but let out a sigh of frustration. “I know ponies are lower to the ground but why do they have to put their drinking water in a bowl like this? I mean is it even comfortable?”
Spike’s eyes went wide. “Amy! That is not a bowl for drinking!”
The pink dragoness paused, mouth near the rim of the bowl and tongue out. “It’s not?” Her voice bounced out of the bowl.
Spike shook his head. “It’s whear ponies uh… do their business.”
She lifted her head up and turned to him. “Huh?”
Spike realized that indeed, maybe perhaps the week that they were here, he was going to have to show the love of his life… his hoard mates, how pony things work.
Clearing his throat, he turned off the water from the shower briefly and turned to her. “THAT is… wear our waste goes… when we have to go… well do our release.”
An owlish look pass over her before concentration then… a look of shock then distress. “Ugh! Gross!” And she began to traumatize a gag reflex.
Spike nodded in understanding. “Trust me I know but that is how they go…”
“No!” She yelled. “I mean…. the first time we came here, I thought it was a bowl of drinking water for ponies! I didn’t know they used it like that! Blagh! I drank out of it!”
The information processed faster than a Sonic Rainboom and Spike burst out laughing. He laughed so hard he actually had to lean against the wall to support himself. Ember didn’t laugh as hard but she did chuckle at the information, while Smolder giggled to herself.
The pink dragoness ran to them in the shower. “Turn on the water quick!”
“It was over a year ago, Amy!” Ember laughed, pushing the dragoness away. “Your mouth had long been contaminated then!” A pause then Ember turned a bit disgusted and horrified. “Oh! You licked me that day with your tongue and I didn’t even realize you drank out of the bowl!”
“That was before I drank the bowl!” Amy retorted.
“You licked me again later for fun and didn’t clean your mouth!”
Back and forth they went about the toilet bowl incident a year ago and still, Spike felt like this day couldn’t get any better.
Smolder slowly tuned out the conversation and her eyes focused on something else. Like how the water sheened off Spike, causing his scales to somewhat glimmer in the artificial light in the castle. Ember also seemed to shine a bit more and perhaps that is what made all this really worse for her a few minutes ago.
Those two dragons that she idolized… as well as the third, were beautiful and wonderful in her eyes. Spike and Ember were the perfect couple, holding onto each other and being soul mates. Even as he added in his own input of weirdness to the conversation, he still carried grace with him that made him special.
Greed did not consume his mind when it came down to being who he is. Pride was never flung at others of his status. Anger, while present in many creatures, was not his dominant nor strongest trait. Pain would remain in his heart but he would continue to find something hopeful and love filled to pass it by. And Lust never entered his mind by being surrounded by three females.
He was caring and hopeful, loved by many and kind to all. Even to her own idiotic brother who had tormented him in the past, still did not seek vengence or retaliation, but instead friendship and acceptance. Those were traits that no dragon she really knew outside of those around her possessed.
Perhaps… maybe she could even do something for him to show his appreciation this week.
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Great and funny CH especially about the water bowl have a Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas to you as well.
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Merr Christmas!!
Merry Christmas. What a great way to wake up. Should have gone all in, but oh well.
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It's coming!
I think that "crime" should be "grime". Also, I would personally suggest "viscous" or "sticky" instead of "slow".
Also, the last sentence should read "Once fully within, Spike closed the drapes around them and pulled her close to him."
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Spell check complete!
Great chapter :3333 can't wait for another.
This series is just one of the best reads I have ever found looking forward to the next chapters to come
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Thank you. Next one should be out before the next week.
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Um was there a problem uploading the new chapter of the dragon lord legacy
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Several, sorry, I shouldn't be making promises but ran into work issues so I ill say there will be something out
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Oh okay then
Aaand I should have just checked the start of the next chapter, because it says right there it's a possibility.
Gotta love re-read sometimes being as impactful like the first time reading it.