• Published 23rd Jan 2013
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Incombatibility - TheBanteringBrony

After a night of passion Spike wakes up one morning to a distraught Rarity.

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Morning after

It was early morning in Ponyville. The sun had just risen over the horizon, its rays eagerly hugging the landscape. Like every morning the birds greeted Celestia’s sun with their gleeful song. While the birds were active, very few ponies had even gotten out of bed, the weekend was for resting after all right?

One of those ponies, or dragons actually, was Spike. Getting out of bed was always a chore for him, no matter how much older he got. Unfortunatly for him, his internal clock just ticked for him to wake up.

He opened his eyes painfully slow, the world nothing but blurry bright shapes. Then everything came into focus.

He wasn’t at the library.

Rarity’s room was huge and circular. The walls were painted with a de-saturated purple. Mannequin ponies were on the other side of the room near the open window. Her desk was a disaster area. What did she call it? Organized Chaos? Sketches of designs and fabric where pilled high on the desk and even a few pieces littered the floor near it. The shelf next to it at least had fabric organized by colors. Nonetheless the room was neat and spacious.

“Wha-“ Then the memories came flooding into his mind.

He suddenly remembered everything that had happened last night. The night out on the town. The dinner and the wine. The smooth jazz. Fancy cheese and chocolates. Slow dancing. Whispering tender words. Passion, and lust. All of yesterdays date with Rarity, crystal clear and real.

“Rarity?” he called out, looking around the room. No answer, he climbed out of bed and made his way downstairs.

After many years of living in Ponyville Spike had grown exceptionally. On two legs he stood much higher than Rarity but he wasn’t huge. His body seemed to slim down as if to accommodate for flying. He even has small wings that sprouted out of his back. Unfortunately he still couldn’t fly with them. Rainbow Dash always teased him every chance she got when Spike was around, he didn’t take it to seriously it was Rainbow dash after all.

When he got to the stairs, he saw Rarity lying face down on her longue chaise. At first glace she appeared to be sleeping. Upon getting closer he realized she was sobbing.

“Rarity! Are you alright?!”

Her face shot up from the pillow she was smothering, startled by Spikes voice. She almost forgot he spent the night here. Her eyes slightly red and tears trailed down her face from the crying.


Panic was plastered all over Spikes face. He went to embrace her and she hugged him back with increased fervor.

“What happened?! Did somepony hurt you?!” Spike’s voice was nearly cracking with panic.

“No, no. Spike.” Rarity dug her face into the base of his neck. “I’m… fine.” She snuggled into him even more.

“You don’t look fine.” Spike brought his eyes to hers. “Is this about last night? I thought you had a great time. Did I do something wrong?”

“NO! Of course not. Last night was one of the best I had in a long time!” Rarity didn’t break eye contact with him. She held one of her hooves on the side of his face and brought her face a little closer. She took in a deep breath, paused, then let her breath out. “I went to the library this morning.”

Spikes jaw dropped. “You told Twilight!?!?” Tears began to well up in his eyes. “Does she not want us togeth-“

“NO SPIKE.” Rarity yelled. After giving him a stern look for a few seconds she continued. Her expression softened. “She is so, very proud of you, or us I should say. She wishes the absolute best for us and is elated that were together.”

“I don’t understand, why where you crying then?”

Rarity broke eye contact, looking at the floor. “Uh, Well…” Rarity gulped. “She gave me some… bad news.”

“Bad news?” Spike asked.

Rarity looked up. Spike couldn’t gauge her emotions but she did carry a soft smile. She brought her hoof back up to his face, gently caressing that light green fin Spike had on his cheek.

“Bad news.” She confirmed, nodding slowly.

“Which is…?”

Rarity went back to analyzing the floor. She started trembling.

She mumbled a few words.

“What?” Spike couldn't make the words out.

Rarity literally grabbed him and shook him silly.

“Ponies and dragons can’t have babies!!!” Rarity screamed into him, fresh tears trailing back down her cheeks. Her face was something Spike never wanted to see from her. Equal parts frustration and sadness.

“Rarity…” Her name came out the same way as an apology would sound.

Closing his eyes, Spike gently pushed his muzzle into hers. He placed one hand behind her neck and the other on the back of her head. Rarity gently pushed into him, needing this kiss more than the very oxygen she breathed. Even with her eyes shut the tears kept coming. Rarity didn’t want to let him go. She wrapped her fore legs around his neck. He had this warm aura to him, he was a dragon after all. She wanted this to last forever. To be here, protected by the dragon the loves her more than anything. After what felt like days of kissing, they parted.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” Rarity sobbed into him. Spike just held her in his arms tightly.

“W-were incompatible!” Rarity screamed. She just couldn’t keep it together anymore. She just sobbed into him, crying and blubbering incoherent nonsense.

After a few minutes of crying, Spike finally spoke up after she calmed down a bit.
“Rarity, do… Do you really want kids in the future?”

“Yes I do Spike, I sincerely do. Spike, last night was amazing. It was everything dreams were made out of.”

“You’re telling me.”

Rarity smiled. She took in a breath and continued. “Last night made me realize how much I truly love you. And… I discovered how much I want to start a family with you. To spend the rest of my years with you.”

Spike pecked her quickly on the lips and smiled lovingly back to her.

“Love you too Rarity. Always will. I’m so happy that you want to start a family with me. It means so much.” Spike beamed.

"But did Twilight really tell you it's impossible for dragons and ponies to have offspring?" He asked.

Rarity nodded slowly. "She had a book." Rarity stammered.

Spike rolled his eyes. "She really does have a book for everything, doesn't she?."

Rarity let out small giggle.

"Rarity, I want you to know that I will be there for you, always. Unfortunately, this is a problem we can't really fix, can we? It's just how biology works. Or for our case, doesn't work."

Rarity frowned. However deep down she understood.

“Besides...” Spike added.

Rarity met his eyes again and listened intently.

“Aren’t you awfully busy with clients and working on designs? And I still help Twilight around the library. So, I mean, do you think now is really the best time to raise a child? We both do lead busy lives.”

Rarity sniffled. “You’re right my dear. But I was so hopeful for the future. I guess I don’t really want to start a family right now, but I… I-” Rarity’s eyes began to tear up again.

Spike held her tightly. “Shhhh, shhhhh. Enough crying, I’m tired of seeing you cry.”

Rarity steeled herself and gave Spike the biggest smile she could muster.

“Okay no more crying.” Rarity chimed.

“Good.” Spike pecked her on the lips again. “Now how about breakfast?”

“Tempting darling, but I actually want to go back to bed.” She separated herself from Spike and made her way upstairs. Spike looked back at her, slightly confused.
“Does crying really take that much out of you?”

Rarity looked back at him with half lidded eyes. “Well no, but I read in the paper that a recent study showed most mares actually prefer the mornings for… lovemaking.” She smiled mischievously at him, the last word dripping with forced seductiveness.

Spikes jaw nearly hit the floor.

Rarity stood at the threshold of her room. She brought her hoof to her lips, kissed it, then blew it to Spike. Then made a beckoning motion with her hoof.

“Care for another round Spikey-Wikey?”

Spike couldn’t get up those stairs fast enough.

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