White Fur and Purple Scales

by cosmicriff

Chapter 4

Spike rushed back to the boutique the next day but with a different goal in mind. He rang the doorbell and anxiously waited just as he did before.

Sweetie Belle opened the door. “Spike?” she answered.

“I’m sorry for running off so unexpectedly the other day,” Spike said. “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?”

Sweetie Belle blushed slightly. “Oh! Uh, sure!“

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They made their way to a field on a hill looking over Ponyville. Spike had brought a blanket and a picnic basket for them with cucumber sandwiches and apple slices.

“Hey, I wanted to give you this,” Spike said, revealing the emerald as Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened.

“It was for Rarity but, I think it was meant for you. It matches your eyes.”

Sweetie Belle blushed, taking the emerald and holding it close to her heart. “I don't know what to say! Thank you, Spike.”

The two stared at each other for a while until Spike started to lean in. Sweetie backed up slightly.

“Oh- sorry. Can I-” Spike stuttered.

Sweetie Belle nodded, and they leaned in for a gentle kiss.

Comments

[The Sandwich Guardian]

Cute tiny story. I like it. Another!

[Chrome Masquerade]

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Ditto!