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Spike the Knight - vadram

Spikes fears the day Twilight will leave to fight for Equestria and never return.

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Chapter 15 Happy times

Happy times

“Is this everything you wanted?”

“It is.”

”Are you happy?”

“I am.”

And had every reason to be. The once empty cave was now was filled with treasure. All around him stood mountains of gold, gems and crystals, tiaras, crowns, and other golden ornaments, fabrics, exotic furniture, but most of all, next to him sleeping in a bed fit for a queen, with sheets made from finest of silks, pillow filled with the softest of feathers, rested Rarity. There was nothing else he could have wanted.

Even his golden arm, that stood as a reminder of what he sacrificed for all of this did not seem to bother him anymore.

”It was worth it.” He would say every time a jolt of pain would come from it. ”I would not change a thing.”

“Good morning Spike.” She said as she arose from under the covers, revealing her white delicate body. Even after hours of sleep her mane was still as beautiful and elegant as it was before she closed her eyes. She also enjoyed the luxurious lifestyle, as well as the company.

“Good morning Rarity.” Spike answered as he turned to embrace her, placing his arm around her pulling her body ever closer until it was next to his.

“So what do you want to do today?” Rarity asked as she made herself comfortable next to Spike.

“I see you finished your latest dress.”

“I did. But what’s the point, if nopony gets to see them.”

“I get to see them.”

Rarity drew her face closer to his. “Thank you.” Before kissing him.

“I love you Spike.”

“I love you more.”

The two stood in bed locked in each other's embrace until they fell back to sleep. Rarity woke up later to see Spike looking at his golden arm, he would do that from time to time, always when he thought Rarity was not looking.

“Spike do you remember the day you freed me?”

“How can I forget.” He said in a soft voice.

Rarity looked down saddent.

“Hey.” Spike said as placed his hand under her chin, gently lifting up her head until he could see her eyes again. “I’m fine.”

“Spike.” She said starting to cry hugging him with all her strength.

“ I'm fine, don’t worry about it.” He let her vent untill he continued. “What did you wanted to ask me about?”

“The day you...” She tried talking through her tears.

“I prefer to remember it as the day we first kiss.”

A smile returned to her face as she cried herself to sleep.

“Hey Spike so, on the day... we first kissed...” She said looking at Spike who was gently smiling back at her, making her blush.

“Do you remember how we got here?”

“I’m sorry Rarity.” He said as he pulled her closer. “It was such a long time ago... I don’t remember how I got here. All I remember is hearing your voice echoing through the cave, me running towards it and finding you.”

“Yeah, I don’t remember much either. I remember the carousel, my home, my work... I remember my friends, my family, my sister...” She was crying again. “But I can’t remember their voices or see their faces anymore, they are just blobs of color floating in my mind... I...I miss them so much.”

“I do to.” He said gently moving his hand through her mane. “I do to.”



“Do you want to search for the exit again?”

“Oh Rarity... Sure, whatever you want.” He said trying to smile.

“Thank you.”

“Sleep now my dear, we can look for it tomorrow.”

“Yeah... Tomorrow.” She said as she drifted back to sleep, Spike kissing her on her forehead careful not to hurt her horn.

After waking up they go out of bed and wandered around the cave. They walked until they reached a wall, then followed the wall in one direction.

They walked until they could walk no more. Rarity was the first to fall, her legs giving out from the effort, it felt like she was walking for days without rest. Spike picked her up in his arms, doing his best that her soft coat would not feel the cold metal that was now one of his arms.

“Spike...” Rarity said when she woke up.

“You can sleep some more, I will continue until you feel rested.”

“Thank you.” She said before going back to sleep.

Spike continued to walk along the wall with Rarity in his arms, he walked and focused on nothing just looking for a way out. From time to time he would take a look at her just to see her face, or at the wall to see if there was any sign of a crack in the wall, anything that would resemble an exit. He walked but nothing changed, the wall still had gems popping out of it, molten gold and lava flowed between them, with no change at all. Rarity would get up and walk with him for a time before falling asleep and he would pick her up and walk a while by himself.

He did not know for how long they walked. There was no way of knowing. Time seemed to pass, but at the same time it seemed to stand still. And he walked on, and he would walk until Rarity would say that they should walk no more.


“Yes dear?”

“I had enough. Lets find a bed so we can rest, maybe we will continue some other time.”

“Sure Rarity whatever you want.”

They would look for a bed and crawl under the covers. Sometimes they would sleep, sometimes they would not.

From time to time Rarity would take a few pieces of cloth and make a dress or a few hundreds, it mostly depended on her mood or how inspired she felt. Spike made or found all she would ever need, pins, needles and scissors all made of gold and silver, the string would be made from other pieces of fabric as Rarity would used her magic to unravel them. Accessories were everywhere, necklace crowns and tiaras, bracelets, coins turned to buttons and cufflinks, everything she could ever need.

Sometimes he would make one or more suits for Spike. He hated them, especially if he had to put pants on, but he never let it show. All the modelling, all the measurements, all the samples and fittings he endures were worth it when he saw the smile on her face. Sometimes she would be so happy with what she created that the smile would last for days. Days, they called them days but more correctly would have been to call them sleep cycles.

”All we have is each other and piles of metal and rags. Or at least this is what she called them now.”

Time took its toll on Rarity. She smiles were now few and far between, and Spike could do nothing about it.

“You used to smile a lot often.”

“Rarity are you unhappy?” He asked her one ‘morning’.

“I am... tired.” She said sighting.

“You should sleep. We can talk later.”

“No Spike I am tired of this. I am tired of all of this. I am tired of all these gold."

"I am tired of these rags.” She said kicking the sheets of her.

“I am tired of these blasted pillows...” She threw the pillow she slept on at the wall, it catched fire before turning to ashes.

“I am tired of us...” She placed her hooves at her mouth trying to stop her words from leaving her, but it was too late, she turned to Spike.

“Spike... I am sorry... I did not meant to... Oh, Spike I...”

He grabbed her holding her tight to his chest.

“It’s alright Rarity. I understand.”


He picked her up. She looked at his face. He was crying but trying his hardest to smile.

“I will find a way out.” He said as his tears rolled from his face onto Rarity. “No matter how long it takes. I will not stop until you are out of this blasted cave.”


“I promise.” He said kissing her one last time before he started walking.

“No matter what, no matter how long it takes, I will find a way out. I will make you happy.”


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