> The Dark Dragon
>  by maness1993
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> Chapter 1: Full Moon Once Again
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Spike was finishing dusting the books when his mind began to wander. He looked outside and saw that there was a full moon out tonight. He'd been planning this night for weeks. Everything was perfect. He had his alibi (He told Twilight he was heading to the movies),he had the location set and most importantly, he had chosen his victim.

Spike started to get chills. Even though he done this before, it still feels like his first time. He snapped back to reality and continued to dust. He looked at the clock every five minutes, wishing it was eight o'clock already. Finally after minutes of staring, the ticked to eight.

"Twi, it's eight. I'm off to the movies!", Spike shouted.
"Okay. Have fun and be careful!", Twilight shouted back.
Before Spike grabbed his jacket and walked out, he shouted: "You know me!"

It was a dark summer night in Ponyville. The streets were practically empty, with the exception of a few ponies heading to the movies. There was a dense fog in the air, like something from a horror movie. It's perfect weather for stalking prey, which was lucky for Spike. He needed this fog.

He walked passed the theater and made his way to an alley between Sugarcube Corner and The Haystack Inn. He made his way to a garbage bin and pushed it a few inches to the right. Under the bin, was a manhole. Spike pulled it up. Taped to the bottom of it was small bag. He opened the bag and pulled out a syringe and a camera.

He put the manhole back on and pushed the bin back on top. Spike then exited the ally. He checked to see if his camera still had film and it did. He then preceded to check the syringe to see if it was full, which it was.

He made his way west of Ponyville, until he got where he needed to go. It was a small cottage near Everfree forest, which would make his trip easier. If his studies were correct, his victim will leave this house at exactly eight-fifty.

Spike looked at his watch, it was eight-fifty one.
"Huh?", the dragon said to himself.
"That's odd. He usually leaves around ei-
"See you tomorrow Thunder Lane!", somepony shouted from the cottage. 
"Y-yeah, ce yar tomeree!", Thunder Lane shouted.
"Off by two minutes", Spike whispered to himself.

One look at this pony and you could tell he was drunk. This made Spike's hunt all the more easier. He got up from behind the trash cans, and followed Thunder Lane from a distance. The fog was thick, so nopony can see Spike or Thunder Lane.

Spike then decided that he waited long enough. He cut thru an alley and before he knew it, he was standing in front of his victim. 
"Hey *hicup* ya ugly furker. What are y-"
He was cut off by by Spike's syringe when he jabbed it in his throat.

It was seconds before Thunder Lane collapsed on the the ground. Spike put the syringe back in his jacket pocket and lifted Thunder Lane on his back. Spike is stronger than he looks. He fakes the whole puny dragon thing. He doesn't know why, but he continues with the charade.

He carried Thunder Lane (without anyone noticing) into Everfree forest. He had to hurry. The tranquilizer has only an hour effect. Now, Spike had only forty-five minutes until he wakes up. After another twelve minutes, Spike made it to the location. It was a familiar hut in the middle of the forest. The reason the hut looked familiar, was because it use to belong to a dear friend of his, Zecora. 

She wasn't dead, mind you. She just moved to a different part of the forest. Her hut was completely abandoned. Spike reached underneath a small rock and pulled a key out. After unlocking the door, he placed Thunder Lane on the table (which was covered on plastic along with the whole room) and grabbed a box of plastic.

He wrapped Thunder Lane under three feet of plastic. After securing him, he walked to the loose floorboard in the corner. There, he kept his tools: A hatchet, drill, trash bags, extra boxes of plastic, a saw, and a hammer.

He grabbed his hatchet and his camera. He sat down near the table. He waited until his watch said 10:15. After time was up, he stood up and took Thunder Lanes picture. The flash of the camera woke him up. He looked scared. He tried to turn his head, but the plastic wrapped around his forehead prevented him to move.

"He-hello?!", the pony said nervously.
"Is anypony there?! HELLO?!"
"Right here dumbass", Spike said.
Spike walked closer to the table so he could him.
"Spike!? What the fuck man!? Get me the fuck out of here!"
"Afraid I can't do that Thunder Lane."
"What!? What are you talking about!?
"Try to remember Thunder Lane. Use your pea-sized brain to remember.

After a few seconds of thinking he spoke up.
"Are you fucking serious!? Just because I pick on you!? Grow some fucking balls, you pussy.
Spike gagged his mouth with tape to prevent him from talking.

"That is one of the reasons Im going to kill you Thunder Lane. The other is because, its in my nature."
Thunder Lane looked confused.
Spike then grabbed a stool to sit down.

"You see.....Im a Dark Dragon."
Thunder Lane looked even more confused.
"Dark Dragons are a rare kind of dragon. They come around once every century. They are so rare, that only one pony managed to study them, Princess Celestia. She discovered that when Dark Dragons hit puberty, they desire not gems or items, but murder. They need to kill. It's in their nature. My mother was the last of their kind until I came around. Celestia took me in when I was an egg to study me. She thought I would be a normal dragon since my father was, so she had her student, Twilight, take care of me. Boy was she wrong."

Spike reached for his hatchet and looked into Thunder Lanes eyes one last time.
"You should be proud, you're going to be my 50th victim. This one is for the books."
With a swing from above the hatchet fell on Thunder Lanes throat. Blood was spewing like a fountain. Thunder Lane was trying his best to scream thru the tape, but it was futile. Spike then continued to ram the hatchet on his neck until his head became severed.

Spike then used the saw to dismember the body into pieces. After that, he threw the pieces into the fireplace and with a mighty breath, he breathed into the fireplace and watched the pieces burn. He then tore the plastic off everything and tossed it into the fire.

After cleaning his tools and putting out the fire. He reached for a garbage bag and proceeded to put the pieces inside. He carried the bag outside, then locked the door. He made his way to a pond where nopony ever goes and tossed the bag in the pond.

"Welcome to the group", he said quietly. After exiting the forest, he took the film out of the camera and tossed it along with the empty syringe a garbage can.  He walked back to the library, checking himself to make sure there was any blood on him. And as usual, there wasn't. Spike was always careful when it came to this. He didn't want to get caught (then again, who would want to get caught?) If he did, he would be taken away from Twilight and studied on, or worse be hanged for his horrendous crimes. He doesn't want to lose Twilight. 
She's the only reason he's still alive. He would've taken his own life years ago. But after thinking of her, he thought of how miserable she'd be if he died.

Spike opened the door to the library and saw Twilight reading a book on turning animals into ponies.
"Hi Spike. How was The Evil Mare marathon?", she asked.
Spike walked to Twilight, gave her a hug and a kiss and said: "Eh....it was okay. A little gory for my taste.

.....to be continued.

[Hope you guys enjoyed my fanfic. If you like the story, please by all means, comment below. As we speak I am currently working on Chapter 2. I won't give much away, but the name of the chapter is called: My Fake Mask.]











> Chapter 2: My Mask
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I awoke about four hours before Twilight. I've been doing push-ups for two hours and jogged for an hour. For the last hour I dusted some of the books on the shelves. Twilight usually wakes up around seven. Before, she was always the first one up, dragging me out of bed when I desperately wanted to sleep in. Those were good times. Simpler times. I missed them. My dusting came to a stop when my stomach grumbled. 

"Hmmm, wonder if we have any oatmeal?", I thought to myself.
I went to the kitchen and to my surprise, we have it. I love oatmeal. Almost as much as a jewel sandwich. After warming up my bowl, I made another for Twilight. It's the least I could do. She'd taken care of me for so long, I should return the favor. 

Right on cue, Twilight walks into the kitchen around 7:02. Her mane is a mess and her eyes are tired. It's been so long since I felt tired.
"Morning Spike", she said hazily.
"Morning", I said back. She sat at her end of the table rubbing her eyes, trying to stay awake. I placed her bowl of fresh hot oatmeal in front of her. 
"Please tell me we have sugar and coffee", she said smiling back. I smiled back pretending to be amused. 

"Hang on I'll check." I opened the cabinet and pulled out a can of coffee. There wasn't any sugar. Note to self: While getting more tranquilizers, get sugar. 
"Sorry Twi, we have coffee, but no sugar."
"Uuugghhh!"
I chuckled a little at her misfortune even though I don't mean it.
"It's okay. I'll get some later when I go town. In the meantime, just enjoy your sugarless oatmeal and coffee"
Twilight shot me a look. She never was a morning person until she got her coffee.
"What I don't understand is, how you eat that bowl of mush without sugar?", she said.
I shrugged. She rolled her eyes at me. In her eyes I'll always be that nerdy little dragon. And I have no intentions on letting her see behind my mask.

After eating we get to work. And by work, I mean me dusting, cleaning and sorting, while Twilight reads for her studies. It isn't easy being a princess. I don't complain. I like the the work. It gives me some time to my thoughts. I think of a lot things. Just random stuff. Like: "What should I have for lunch? Or the look on Thunder Lane's face last night, when I rammed my hatchet into his throat. You know, regular stuff. 

Before I knew it, it was already 2:00. Couple of years ago Twilight made a schedule where I work from 8:00 to 2:00. I guess time does fly when you're having fun. 
"Twi! It two o'clock! I'm heading out!", I shouted.
"Okay! Get some sugar while your out please?!
"Consider it done!", I shouted back before walking out.

It was cloudy today in Ponyville. My favorite kind of weather in the summer, when it's not too hot. Ponyville has gotten a lot bigger in the past six years. It got bigger around the same time when Twilight became an alicorn. When she turned, she became an icon. Thousands of ponies moved down here overnight, just to be near royalty. The phase died down now, but it was already too late. The ponies who already settled here, discovered that this was a nice town. It seemed like yesterday when the town had no more than 200 ponies living here. Now, there's more than 200,000.

I as walk through town, I see many new and familiar faces. One of those familiar faces is Fluttershy with her husband Big Mac. They both got married last year. I don't think I've ever seen her that nervous. 

"Hi Fluttershy. Big Mac", I said kindly.
"Hello Spike", she said sweetly.
"Howdy", Big Mac said with his deep country voice.
"What are you two up too?", I said.
"We're taking Angel to the park", she said.
I leaned my head to the right and saw him right in the middle of her and Big Mac. Angel never liked me. In fact I don't think any animal liked me (except for maybe Pee Wee.) I think the reason Angel never liked me, was that he noticed evil in me. Animals have that ability. They're smarter than ponies give them credit for.

"Okay. You two have fun", I said happily (faking it of course.)
"We will. Bye," Big Mac said.
Fluttershy nodded her head. Well, this is a surprise. Here I was, going to visit my girlfriend and get some sugar. But this, is the icing on the cake.

I ran down to Fluttershy's house, but not to fast, that anyone would notice. I remember coming down here a lot. It changed a little. Instead of all the animals living inside with the two, they stay in a house like zoo right next door to the house. I made it to the front door. The spare key was under the mat (real original.) After unlocking the door, I knew where I needed to go. 

Fluttershy opened a animal hospital in her house. Ponies would come from miles around, just for her to treat their poor animals.

After picking the lock to the medical supply closet, I grabbed what I needed. Tranquilizers. She uses these to help animals fall asleep. It has different effects on different animals. Say, for a rabbit, 5 hours. Dog, 3 hours. Pony, 1 hour. I don't take a lot. I take enough so nopony would notice. I grab four syringes and a plastic bag. Gotta hide these somehow and the plastic is thick enough so nopony can see inside.

I clean my tracks and locked the door behind me. After making back to town, I could a commotion up ahead. It looked serious. There was about five police carriages and an ambulance carriage. I could see tons of ponies standing behind the yellow tape, trying to see what was inside the cottage. My guess, murder. I get closer to the yellow tape like the rest of them. From looking at the yard, I could tell that whoever lived their, had a child. There were toys scattered all across the yard. My curiosity is killing me.

"Did you here?", a pony behind me said. "Somepony murdered the Graham's."
"Called it", I said quietly.
"Holy shit! How'd it happen?", another pony behind me asked.
"No idea. I all heard was a mailman was delivering a package and saw them through the window."

It wasn't long before an officer came to address the crowd.
"All right folks! Nothing to see here! Go away now, or we'll have you arrested", he shouted. I could hear moans and groans from the ponies behind. I followed the officer orders and walked away. 

I continued to walk until i saw a familiar alley. I made my way through there, made sure nopony was around, and used the tape I had stuck on the bottom of the manhole cover to tape the bag to it. After I was finished, I had time to spare. 

"Better visit my girlfriend", I thought. Me...with a girlfriend. Never thought that would happen. She was there when I needed somepony. It was before I became like this. I was upset. The girl who I had feelings for, told
me it was never going to happen. I was sad and angry. I was even planning on overdosing. Her sister caught me trying to do it in the library. She'd followed me home to check on me. She talked to me, told me I didn't deserve Rarity. She was right. At that moment I realized that she was the one for me. 

And here we are. Dating for four years. I rarely feel anything. But if I could, it would love. For her and Twilight. I walked the Boutique, excited to see her. I'm started to scare myself. After knocking on the door, her sister, Rarity, answered. Can't believe I like that bitch. 

"Afternoon darling", she said. "Come to see Sweetie Belle?"
I smiled. "You know me", I said happily. That time, I meant it. Okay, I'm really starting to scare myself. "One moment darling. SWEETIE!! Your handsome man is here!", she shouted.

Sweetie came trotting down the stairs. She looked so beautiful. She had on a dress (no doubt made by Rarity.) She walked towards me gave me a hug and a kiss on the lips. My face turned red. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!? 

"What're you doing here honey?", she said with her beautiful voice. "I was in town and decided to stop by and see my girl", I said calmly.
"Aww!", Rarity shouted.
Sweetie shot her a nasty look. That was here 'get out of here, before I kick your face in' look. "Well, I'll leave you two alone. I've got some fall clothes to design", she said before walking out.

"Ugh, if we weren't sisters I'd move out", Sweetie said angrily.
"Don't worry about it. It'll be fine. You wanna get some dinner?", I asked.
Sweetie frowned. 
"Sorry Spike. The restaurant needs me tonight."

Two years ago Sweetie discovered her talent: singing. She became so good, she got her cutie mark. Later, she found a job singing for the highest rated restaurant in town: Sapphires Corner. It was named for its owner, Sapphire Shores. It was perfect for Sweetie. She got to do what she loved and the pay was good.

"It's okay Sweetie. I understand. We can have dinner tomorrow. How about it?"
She leaned in and kissed me again (hmm? Is that tongue?)
"It's a date", she whispered in my ear.
Chills went down my spine. Was I getting turned on? This really doesn't happen. Sex has never been an issue for me or her. Sweetie made it clear that she wanted to wait until we were married.

She looked at her watch. 
"Oh shit! I'm going to be late! See you tomorrow honey!", she shouted while she ran to her work.
"BYE!", I shouted back.

I looked at my watch and saw it was already seven. Twilight was making my favorite: Jewel Sandwich. Just the thought of that  sandwich made me drool. 

It didn't take long for me to make it back to the library. Hmmm, I can smell the jewels from here. I walked in and dusted my feet off. Twilight was sitting at the table, watching the new TV set we got a few months back. TV's became more than just a fad here. If you had one, you had to be one of the richest ponies in all of Equistria. Now, pretty much everypony has one.

"Spike. Did you get the sugar?", she asked.
I smacked my claw on my head. How could I have forgotten that?
"Sorry Twilight. I'll get it tomorrow."
"It's okay. Just check this out."

She pointed to the TV screen. The image was a familiar looking house that I'd seen today. It was the Graham's house. The words at the bottom of the screen said: Gruesome murder that has police baffled.

A news reporter came on screen to address the situation. 
"Good evening, I'm Jared Locke. Today, a family was murdered in the middle of this quiet neighborhood. The victims have identified as the Graham family. The victims included: Will Graham, his wife Julie Graham, and their two children: Martha and Tommy."

Twilight looked like she was about to cry. I patted her on the back, gave her a hug, then I  turned my head to hear the rest of the news.

"The victims were found, strapped to their chairs with rope. The police still hasn't discovered what the cause of death is, but when I interviewed the commissioner, he said and I quote, 'This one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen in my life. We'll bring you more updates after this."

I turned off the TV. I could handle it, but Twilight looked like she was going to barf. 
"You okay Twi?"
She wiped away her tears and answered the question.
"I...I'm okay. Who would do something this horrible?"
"I don't know", I said.

She got up from her seat and gave me a hug. 
"Your dinner is in the oven when you're ready to eat. I'm off to bed. Try not to make much noise down here okay?", she said.
"I won't."
Before she walked upstairs I saw more tears fall down her cheek. 

My stomach grumbled. I haven't even ate lunch. I reach for my sandwich and began to chow down. 

So here I was again. Alone with my thoughts. The only thing I could think of is that there's someone out there who's just like me. A twisted soul. 

I can't help but feel a little excited.


To be continued.......

> Chapter 3: Cold
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				"The scariest monsters are the ones that
lurk within our souls...."
- Edgar Allen Poe


Most ponies would call me crazy for waking up at three in the morning. But to be honest? I don't give the furry crack of a rats ass what they think of me. I'm faster, stronger and (in some cases) smarter. If these ponies could see the real me, boy would they piss their sheets. I could kill them all if I wanted too. Burn down their house, rip their throats open with my claws as they come screaming out of their burning houses, and be back at home in time for supper. But I'm better than that. I have control. Besides, I've grown accustom to (some of) the familiar faces. 

After my usual workout and dusting, I prepare breakfast for the both us (me and Twilight, if you don't already know). Lucky for me, we have oatmeal. Personally, I could eat oatmeal everyday for breakfast. But Twilight has a breakfast calander (I know right?) so everyday it's a new breakfast. I check the calender to see what on the menu today for Twilight. Thursday.....French toast. 

I'm a pretty good cook if I do say so myself. "Strong, smart, handsome, and an excellent cook. Mares should be swarming you like flies", Twilight once said. Just thinking about what she said made me blush. I never saw myself to be handsome. I was always self-consceince about my looks. In fact, Thunder Lane once said that my face looked like, and I qoute: "The shit of a Ursa Major."But thinking about how he's at the bottom of that lake brings a smile to my face.

It would be another ten minutes before Twilight wakes up. Maybe the smell of Franch toast will wake her up. Hey, it's better than being woken up the sound of a buzzing alarm clock. I placed the French toast on her side of the table then flipped on the little TV we have in the kitchen. Maybe they'll have new details on the murders.

"-and nothing but cloudy days for the rest of the week. Back to you Lucille."

"Thanks Gregg. We now go Jared Locke, who has an update on the gruesome Graham murders. We must warn you, viewer discretion is advised. Jared"

"Thanks Lucille. Authorities have just discovered the cause of death for the family of four. According to the police, the family was poisoned. It is likely the family was forced to eat the poisoned item. But what makes makes this so horrifying, is that they were probably fed parts of a pony. The youngest, Sally, choke to death on one of the pieces. After the autopsy, the will identify who the ramains belong to. We'll have mo-"

I turned off the TV, the second I heard hoofs waking down the stairs. She doesn't need this. I hate to see her upset. She's surprisngly early. 20 bits says the smell of my French toast woke her up.
"Do I smell French toast?", she said hazily.
You guys owe me 20 bits. I smiled then nodded. 
"Want any syrup?", asked.
"Yes please!"
I poured half the bottle of syrup on her plate. She always had a sweet tooth for Pinkie's homemade syrup. 

"Mmmmmm! I swear, Sweetie Belle is a very lucky pony, she better not let you go", she said with a mouth full of toast.
My cheekes turn red. I guess I would consider myself to be lucky. Besides Twi, there's somepony out there who actually loves me.
"Mm-Oh! Before I forget. Princess Celestia needs me in Canterlot. I'm suppose to teach a class at my old school. So, why don't you take the day off."

I almost choked on my oatmeal. She rarely gives me the day off. Hell, last time she did, I almost died and ended up doing a ton of favors for AJ. I was naive back then. If I ever had the chance to back in time, I'd punch that little shit in the stomach.

"You serious?", I asked
"I am. Take the day off. Go for a walk, see another movie, visit Sweetie. Do whatever you want, just as long as you come back with sugar."

I chuckled a little.
"Alrighty then. When's your class?", I asked.
"8:00 to 4:00."
I looked at the clock behind her.
"Twi?"
'Mm-hm?"
"It's 7:53"
She nearly chocked on her food.
"OH MY GOODNESS!!! I'M ALMOST TARDY!!!!", she shouted.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her misfortune. I'm used to these freak-outs. The worst one that I could think of, was the time she forgot to send a letter to Celestia. If I hadn't lettered the Princess, she probably would've destroyed the entire town with her insanity. Maybe even Equestria. Before I knew it, she ran upstairs, grabbed her books, then ran out the door.
"BYE SPIKE! LOVE YOU! HAVE FUN!!", she shouted before teleporting.

I smiled and shooked my head. Where on earth would I be without her? After finishing my oatmeal, I made my way to my room. A few years back, Twilight hired Big Mac to add another room to library for me. Sure was nice of her. My room is a typical 18 year-old's room. Bed, desk, bookshelves, and posters. But there's a little hidden secret behind the bookshelf. A hole to be exact. It's hidden behind my three favorite books; A Tick-Tock Yellow, To Murder a Mockingjay, and Starwing the Bearded and the Hidden Staff. Inside the hole is a small wooden box. Inside the box...pictures. Not just any pictures. Pictures of my victims. All 49 of them. I usually develop my films, when Twi is asleep, but I can finally get this done today when nopony is around.

I grabbed the roll of filmand made my way to the basement. I've set up my own personal red room down there. Twi knows I develop my films own there, but as far I as know, she thinks it's just a harmless hobby. She doesn't know about my camera's other uses. It usually takes two hours for the pictures to develop, but it's worth the wait. The first picture comes in. It's in me and Sweetie at Rainbow's Thunderbolt graduation ceremony. The second picture to come in, is Twilight playing with her niece in Canterlot. The third is Sweetie and her boss, Sapphire Shores. After a few more develop, the one I'm looking for comes to light. Thunder Lane. Strapped down, Asleep. Unaware of what was to come.

I packed up my photo's and placed them back in the hole behind my bookshelf. So many faces. So many lives I've taken. Soemtimes I wonder, do they deserve it? Am I monster? I think of Sweetie Belle. What would she think of me? Just the thought of her afraid of me, scares me. I quickly wiped away a tear that rolled down my cheek. What's wrong with me? I haven't been this emotional since.....since I was young. I look up at the clock and already saw that it was three. Eh....I got nothing better to do. Maybe I'll head over to Sweetie Belle's. 

As soon as I walked outside I noticed the dark grey sky. Guess the weather-pony was right. I wonder if it'll ra-
*OOF"
Out of the blue, a hyperactive pony just crashed into me with the speed of a freight train. I could smell cotten candy. Pinkie Pie. Ponyville's most beloved citizen. I love her, but for Celestia's sake, she neeeds a Ritalin. 

"Oh, sorry there Spike!", she said as she helped me off the ground.
*cough**cough* "It's alright Pinkie. Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"Well, my sister Maud Pie is in town, and I went to pick up some supplies to make rock candy. You remember Maud dont you?"
"Of course", I said. She quite the character."
"Yeparooney. That's my sister", Pinkie said happily. 
Honeslty, I only met her once and she seems to have the personality of a baked potato.
"Well, I gotta get going. Talk to ya later Spike."

She took off like a cheetah on crack. I barely take two steps before I realized what I needed to get. 
"WAIT PINKIE BEF-"
But it was too late, she already disappeared. How does she do that? I guess it's one of life's greatest mysteries.

I'm about three blocks from Sweetie Belle's, when something falls on my head. It feels cold and wet. Rain. Better hurry bef-
*BOOM*
The thunder was so intense it made me fall on my back. Before I knew it, it started to pour. I run as fast as I could to get to her house. I could've been born a dragon with wings. But, noooooooo. I had to be the only dragon in the world without any damn wings! "Stop complaining and run", I said to myself.

About three minutes into this storm, I finally arrive at Sweeties's. I start pounding on the door as hard as I cold. I hope to Celestia, she's home. 
"CAN'T YOU READ THE SIGN?! WE'RE CLOSED! COME BACK TOMORROW!", Sweetie shouted from behind the door.
"BUT IF I COME BACK TOMORROW, I'LL MISS OUR DATE FOR TONIGHT!", I shouted back.

I could hear the locks on the other side of the door clicking. The door flew open and the most beautiful pony in the world pulled me inside.
"I'm so sorry Spike."
"It's okay Sweetie", I said as I started to shake the rain off my scales.
"Ahh!", Sweetie shouted. I completely forgot she was right beside me when I started shaking. Way to go dumbass, you got her clothes wet.
"Oh Crap! I'm so sorry!"
Sweetie Belle chuckled.
"It's okay honey. I needed to change and shower any-
*BOOM*
Another thunder. This time the whole Boutique shook.
"You know what? Maybe we shouldn't go out to eat. How about I cook us up something?.....If you want", I asked.
To my surprise, she smiled.

She leaned in and kissed me on my cheek.
"That sounds great. Give me bit to straighten up."
She turned around and went upstairs. Meanwhile, I headed to the kitchen to see what all she had.
"Let's see....soup.....ramen....soup....soup.......more soup. Good grief. Well, I guess we'll be having soup. Perfect food for the perfect weather. Two cans of vegetable soup and hay sandwiches. 
The rain really started to pour now. I remember what Twilight used to say about days like this; "Rainy days are good for three things: Drinking hot tea, sitting next to a fire, and reading a good book." Couldn't have said it better myself.
I was preparing the sandwiches when Sweetie Belle  walked into the kitchen. Her mane was wet from her bath and she was wearing a robe her sister made for her.

"What is that delicious smell, my good man?", she said playfully.
"Veggie soup with Hay sandwiches, milady."
Her face lit up with the brightest smile I've ever seen. I wish I could frame that gorgeous smile of hers.
"Need any help?", she asked.
"Nah, I've got it covered. Just stand there and look beautiful for me please?"
She blushed and smiled again. If I had a heart, It would be melting right now.

I poured her a bowl a soup and gave her a sandwich. .
"Bon appetite", I said.

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"I swear, you're the best cook in all of Equestria", she said with a belly full of soup.
"Oh, I'm not that good. Besides the only thing I cooked were the sandwiches. All I had to do is boil the soup."
Sweetie placed her hoof on my cheek and smiled.
"Honey, trust me when I say this. You. Are. The. Best. Cook. In. Equestria."
I couldn't help but blush. I love it when she compliments me. It makes me feel.....important.
*Yawn* "I'm feeling a little tired. Wanna snuggle on the couch and watch tv?", she asked.
"Sure. Just give me a sec to clean up th-"
"Let my sister handle it. She needs to get off her but and do some chores anyway."
"Hahaha. Where is Rarity anyway?", I asked.
"She's in Manehattan for business. Apparently Coco Pommel screwed up an order for her, so she's there to sort things out."
"Very well then. After you madame"

She smiled and lead the way to the living room. I layed down on the couch first, then she followed. We snuggled up together and watched the new episode of 'The Trotting Dead' (quality televison. Am I right or am I right?). I started to stroke the back of her neck. She loved that.
"Mmmm...a little higher please?", she asked.
I did what she said. I love making her happy. It makes me happy. And honestly, I like being happy. Right when the credits rolled in on the television, Sweeite Belle softly kissed me. She leaned in a little. So did I. Eventually, we got to the tongue. I could tell she liked it from her soft moans.
"Spike.....?",  she said quietly.
"Yeah?"
"You know I love you right?"
"Well....I got a hunch when you started making out with me so.....", I said jokingly.

She grabbed the nearest pillow she could and smacked me on my head.
"No you smartass", she said laughing. "What I mean is, I've always loved you. You were always so kind to me. Even when others weren't. You were there for me when I failed that huge test in high school. You were there when I got dumped by my first boyfriend. And you were there, when everpony made fun of me for wanting to be a singer. What I'm trying to say is, I love you Spike and I never want to lose you. That's why I wanted to ask you something important"
"What is it?", I said with a puzzled look.
She took a deep breath then exhaled. 

"Spike....would you.....like to...have...sex?", she said nervously.
It felt as though my heart jumped to my throat. I did not see this coming. Trust me, if you people could see my face, it'd be snow white.
"I...thought you wanted to wait until marriage?", I said trying to hide my sqeaky voice. Dear Celestia what the hell is happening to me?
"Well, I thought about for awhile now. And...I dont want to wait that long. I love you so much Spike.
We stared into each others eyes for what felt hours. Finally Sweetie Belle broke the ice.
"So...what do you say? I mean, if you don't wan't to, I totally under-
"Yes", I said without hesitation.
"Okay, just give me a few minutes to freshen up."

She got up and walked to the bathroom. And I was alone with my thoughts. The room was so quiet you could hear my heart beat through my chest. Sweat stared to pour down my neck. Okay Spike. You can do this. I mean, so what if it's your first time and if you screw up you lose the only pony who actually cares about you........"I really hate being alone with my thoughts", I whispered to myself. Maybe some tv would help. I flipped it over to Channel 5 News. I could tell that something big happened.

"That's right Lucille the remains of the substance has been identified. The pony that the family was forced to feed on, was none other that Ponyville's own Thunder Lane. Thunder Lane was reported missing a few days ago by his mother. Thunder Lane shall be missed by the whole comm-"

I had to turn off the tv. I was in complete shock. My face pale. Eyes wide. What was replaced by nervousness, was fear. And for the first time in years I felt cold........