Spike and Sweetie Belle have been in a relationship for a while, but what happens when bot change for eachother?
When Spike and Sweetie Belle go to Canterlot to meet her parents, Spike gets an unpleasant surprise when he meets them. But when they return to Ponyville, what happens when there is bad communication but a lot of care? Well, not very good things. First story, open to criticism.
Spike felt the cool spring breeze over his glistening scales, promptly waking him from his generous sleep. He was on a grassy green hill overlooking his hometown, Ponyville. He picked a fresh flower from his side, being two of his favorite colors; white and purple. It was a sunny day, and he enjoyed looking at the sun through his closed eyelids. He had sat there to think.
Spike had grown older, even sprouted wings, and many mares around town had told him he also became very handsome, sometimes in ways he did not enjoy. Being the teenager he was, he was a very independent soul, yet he still hung around with his sister, Twilight Sparkle. He was not on this hill for just any reason, though. He had been having relationship troubles. Spike was still new to the concept of having a fillyfriend, but he enjoyed her company, and vice versa. He and Sweetie Belle had been in a relationship for some time now, about a year. He had feelings for her for a while before he grew a pair (of wings).
He had first recognized his feelings when he danced with the beautiful filly at his former crushes wedding. He still remembered the shy filly in her beautiful hoof made bridesmaid dress being hesitant to dance with him, but she quickly found that he was a great and entertaining dance partner, as Celestia had taught him many skills when he still resided in Canterlot. They had a great time, drinking punch, telling jokes, and even sharing a few slow dances that Spike would have gagged over if he was a viewer of the dance. Yet, when he found himself in that situation, he embraced it, as he did Sweetie Belle after the dance. He was having such a fun time, that when it was time to leave, he was not prepared for a quick peck on his cheek, effectively stunning him as she walked away.
As Sweetie skipped away with her sister, he watched another one accompanying the pair. There was the classy stallion that stole his former crushes heart, and saw them nuzzle affectionately. When he first found out of their engagement, he was enraged, ready to strangle that snob who he knew to be Fancy Pants. But as he gave Fancy Pant's back the death stare, he couldn’t help but look at the stunning filly that had just taken his breath away only moments ago. He had already found out that Rarity was a lost cause, and if she was not interested in returning his feelings, then it’s her loss.
Twilight then approached him, with one of the most know it all smirks he had ever witnessed. “So, how was your night Spike? I sure had a fun time watching you and Sweetie Belle, dancing under the moonlight.” Spike then realized that his overbearing sister had watched the whole deal. “W W Well… it was interesting…” he replied as he was sure he was more red than Big Mac at the moment. “ Can we go home please?” he requested. “Sure, lover boy.” And somehow, her smirk grew bigger.
After that experience, he quickly started to try to avoid the subject with twilight at much as possible. Though Twilight made it nearly impossible as she had shoved every relationship guide and romance novel in spikes face to try to continue what she had witnessed. Spike, on the other hand, preferred to hide away in his room anytime the C.M.C. came into the library. Which was suspiciously often, and equally was how long a certain white filly had prolonged the trips, waiting for Spike to return from “quill shopping.” He still owed Twilight for that lie that got him out of confronting his fears. It was something he was not particularly proud of, but an issue of “Power Ponies” would usually get his mind off the problem before he got frustrated with himself.
Only for a little while. He soon realized he could not ignore his feelings, let alone hide them, from himself, or Twilight. He started drawing pictures of Sweetie in her bridesmaids dress, and Twilight found them, almost giving her brother a heart attack. But alas, it was too late. Twilight decided he had prolonged his feelings for too long, and the next time the C.M.C stopped by for a book, she put a few surprise "bookmarks" in Sweetie Belle’s book, along with the name of the artist. This had made Spike mad, but he soon thanked Twilight for forcing him to reveal his feelings for the filly that plagued his dreams.
As Spike continued to reminisce on his past with Sweetie, as he called her, he remembered their first date at Sugar Cube Corner. When he got to the home and business of the local dressmaker and asked Sweetie there, he couldn’t even finish his sentence before Rarity pulled Sweetie inside for preparation, or as Sweetie told Spike, torture. Somehow Sweetie managed to escape her sisters grasp for a few brief moments, and said with a smile “I’d love to Spike, I’ll see you there at six.” He then was too slow to cover his ears, as rarity Screeched in excitement ans blasted his ear drums out.
The date went well, and he soon set up another. After several dates, at the end of a memorable one to the symphony, he received a kiss on the lips from her, and Twilight had to come for carry her brother home with her magic. They then started calling each other filly and colt friends, and had a great relationship, until the last couple of days. Sweetie said that she wanted him to meet her parents she showed spike a picture of Magnum Belle, her father, and Pearl Belle, her mother. Spike was hesitant, but she convinced him to journey to his old hometown of Canterlot with Rarity and Fancy to meet her parents.
Sweetie belle and Spike had an enjoyable train ride, talking to Rarity and Fancy Pants about their time together, and shared how each of the couples met. It was during this time that Spike noticed a flier on the wall, in bold print stating “STOP INTER SPECIES FREAKS: LOBBY FOR NEW LAWS PROHIBITING THESE RELATIONSHIPS.” Spike had known of griffins and dragons coming to Canterlot, and he also had a couple of friends who were in inter species relationships, but he never knew anyone would oppose them. It was at that time he saw Rarity gasping, this one was different than her melo-dramatic ones, but this was something true. He then looked closer at the flier, and noticed a certain pair of signatures on the flier. “Approved by Magnum and Pearl Belle.”
Rarity and Sweetie Belle were stunned, to say the least. Sweetie had not known that her parents could be so hateful and vicious, but the proof was all there. Spike, himself, was worrying about whether or not he was going to be kicked in the face by her disapproving father. It was frightening, knowing that people that he had wanted approval from so much already had a reason to despise him. He tried to decode why they would ever even have these feelings, let alone want to make a law to illegalize it. As far as Spike knew, there shouldn't have been any reason for them to think that inter species couples were horrible. There had to be, and he wanted to know to see if he had a chance of gaining their approval, and maybe even changing their minds. He got his answer sooner than he thought, and maybe have hoped.
"My Goddess... it explains everything. Ok, everyone, especially you Sweetie, probably have a lot of questions. I should start where it all began, when I was a young filly in Canterlot" Rarity said.
Viewpoint of Rarity
It was a long day, to say the least. Rarity's parents had been fighting all day, for what reason, she was not aware of. But then, She heard something bad,a repeated name, her parents kept saying "Alzon", a name that was a very unsettling to her. Alzon was a dragon she had met at magic school, even thought he went to flying school.
He had been a friend for a while, he was learning to fly at the time, but they shared recesses, as they were both government run schools. She was very scared of when she approached her, but she simply would not be rude and ignore him. "So, what's your name sweet stuff?" He laughed, obviously being sarcastic. This was wierd, yet was a pleasant surprise to be treated like a friend that she had known for a long time. It was then that what he was registered in her mind. He was a dragon, a carnivore that lived to kill and killed to live, or at least that's what her parents told her. She then thought that he was just another being, and he seems nice, and for some reason, she thought he was rather handsome. "Nothing, what's your name?" She replied happily, similar to how Sweetie Belle did as a young filly. "Alzon, I just moved here from the mountains. There's a civil war going on over the land of two large families." He continued as he started to mess with his scales."Well,that's just awful!" She replied, overpronouncing awful. "Its ok, we lived far away,but what's your name?" Alzon said energetically. "Rarity Belle, charmed to meet such a nice young drake."
From then on, they were great friends. They would share lunches, play together, and help each other with problems. What she didn't know, was that she would gain feelings for Alzon. He had been a great friend, and all his exercising from flight training got him in great shape. She started subtly showing him affection, and he took a while to catch on to her actions. But when he did, he started to think about his own feelings. At many times he would be caught staring into her beautiful blue pools of eyes. He accepted his feelings, and they started dating. But it was hard, as Raritys parents were opposing of griffins and dragons coming into Equestria, mostly because her father's job had been taken by a griffin immigrant. She had been able to keep it a secret by sneaking out to see him.
Though the relationship went well, Alzon heard of the growing conflict in the mountains. They were beginning to fight outside of the disputed territory and were making people worried about others lives. Alzon prefered to ignore the problems and continue his relationship with Rarity. It was nice to be able to hold her in his arms and make her happy, at the same time her generosity would make him calm about the problems in his home country. But not everypony at the school was happy about the relationship.
Prince Blueblood had watched Rarity from afar for most of school. They were acquaintances, and she thought he was nice. He thought she was adequate for his affections, and that any filly would jump to be with him. He started to watch her, and try to find things that she liked. But, there was one big problem, and his name was Alzon. He knew of their relationship and could not disprove it, so, he thought of ways to destroy it. He then thought of a plan, not a good one, but a start.
"How are you doing on this fine day, Lady Belle?" Blueblood said as he walked up to her. "Not very good, Alzon is sick today, he couldn't come to school. But you're here,you wanna talk?" She was down, but his company seemed to make her happier. "How unfortunate that he couldn't you today, such a beautiful filly such as yourself should never be alone" He smirked, as he leaned in for a kiss, only to have a hoof stuck in his face. "Blueblood, you know that I'm with Alzon. Please leave if you only wish to kiss me." She said with a noticeable frown. "Oh, we can do SO MUCH more than kiss" he said as he attempted to reach for Raritys butt. She quickly swatted his hand away,"GET AWAY FROM ME!" She yelled as she ran away. "So, she wants it the hard way, does she."
His next stop was Raritys house. He knocked, at first, Blueblood was hesitant to put this plan into action, but then he reassured himself by telling himself that he was just a carnivorous monster. Raritys father answered the door. "Please come in, Mr. Blueblood." He said, allowing Blueblood entrance into his home. They both sat down at a table, and Raritys mother Pearl joined them. "Do you know of the student at our school, Alzon?" Blueblood stated, obviously excited for their reactions to what he would reveal. "Yes, we have been trying to get rid of him." Said Pearl, with a growing frown. "Do you happen to know of his relationship with your daughter? It happens to be a , romantic. Type." Blueblood said with an unnoticeable smirk. "WHAT?!?!" Both of the parents screamed. "Yes, I know, Rarity is at school, and they been in a relationship for some time now. I can pull some strings and get him long gone. All I need from you is to give me permission to court your daughter." He said, putting his hooves together and smiling. They couldn't even speak, all they did was nod their heads frantically in approval.
Alzon was sent away, and all Rarity knew was that he gone. She was devastated. The only thing she did receive was a letter. A letter she wished she never had opened. A letter telling her of Alzon's death. An avalanche was set off on the way he was taking home, and it said the family knew of her connection with him. They said that they were sorry he could not say goodbye, that their family did not even have time to pack. But what she didn't know, is that the same pen that wrote the letter was the same writing a thank you note to one Magnum Belle. Her parents were furious that she would care so much about an ugly good for nothing griffin. And instead of getting mad at themselves for carrying out the plan, they blamed their daughters depression on their daughters coltfriend being another species.
That only lasted for a little bit, and Pearl started yelling at Magnum about how it was wrong. What was wrong, she didn't know. Eventually, after years of fighting, Rarity finally grew tired of the fighting, and she was sure her little sister was too. She took money out of savings, and moved to Ponyville, which had cheap buildings for sale. She and her sister lived there, and even made amends with their parents through letters. She had thought they lost all of their hate, but all that these posters told her was that her time away built it.
She sniffled, reliving the memory in her new loves forearms. It was painful to tell, but it explained it to her sister and her sisters drakefriend."Hopefully we can change their minds, so you they can be happy with you." Rarity said.
Sweetie Belle contemplated what the effects of this new information would mean for her. What if her parents made her break up with Spike? Or even worse, if her father could not hold his feelings in, would he act on them? Well, she thought it was sure. Her father not only publicly showed his disapproval of it, bit openly had shown aggression. But as she was thinking, she was interrupted.
"I just hope father won't hurt Spike. Maybe we can change hs mind." Rarity said recovering from her depressed state hopeful to devise a viable plan for the couple.
"Well, we can talk on the way to their house. Our stop is here." Spike stated after seeing the familiar castle of Canterlot and enjoying the view as the suns rays were sliced by the spires that reached to the sky. But he couldn't help but worry as Sweetie Belle shook while staring to something distant. "Its okay I'm here, and I always will be here" Spike sad comforting her.
Sweetie had never felt safer in anyone's arms(and yes, including forelegs) and it caused emotions to take over. "Spike, I love you." Spoke Sweetie with such beauty and sincerity that Spike nearly teared up. Never had anyone made him happier, and he had been waiting weeks to say the same thing.
"I love you too, and whatever happens, stay strong." Spike said, staring into her emerald eyes. He had yet to indulge in a more content moment in his life, yet it was tragically cut short by the sound of train brakes screeching on the track, eliciting a sound that would be frowned upon by Discord himself.
"I'll take your bags honey." Said Fancy, showing his gentlestallion side to his wife. They all departed the cramped station and headed out on the bright sunny day preparing for a far more awkward place. Not only were they returning after years of separation, but that separation occurred because of parental fighting. Also, the daughters were returning with one having a husband and one being in a relationship type that they openly show to be one for "freaks", which their youngest daughter seems to be categorized in.
"Lets just be open and honest, maybe they will tolerate him because he is practically royalty, and maybe they can look past his exterior to see that he is a great being and that he would be a great person to be with their daughter." Rarity had not been to their house for years, yet she still remembered it. It was a quaint yet luxurious house, with twin columns adorning the porch, leading to the large purple door. It was a large white house, and as they approached it, they grew more and more worried. Just before trotting up the driveway, they agreed to say Spike is here just as a friend of Rarity's and that Sweetie's coltfriend is too sick to come.
For what seemed like an eternity, they stared at the door, as if trying to open it with their minds. Finally, Rarity knocked on the door, and they waited until an old, slightly chubby pink mare opened the door with a look of amazement and happiness.
"OH! MY LITTLE BABIES HAVE GROWN UP SO MUCH! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?" Pearl yelled, possibly re-injuring Spike's eardrums, from now, it seemed like it ran in the family.
"Note to self: do not surprise Sweetie Belle." Spike thought to himself while slamming his palms against his ears, waiting for the ringing to subside.
"Oh, we've just been in Ponyville, Sweetie has been staying with me and attending school. This is Fancy Pants, the one we talked with. Oh, and this is my friend Spike. He has been helping me with finding gems for my fashion." She said calmly, successfully ending her mother's scream session.
"Oh, thats great! Nice to meet you Spike. So, where is Sweet's little coltfriend?" She questioned with a smile.
"Well, he has caught a cold, and he didn't want to meet you when in a bad state mother." Sweetie said, hoping to calm her mother's nerves, yet was nervous and looked at Spike.
"Oh, please call me mom, no need for such formalities when being able to speak to your mother for the first time." She approached Sweetie, and giving her the largest bear hug a mother could give, she let the tears flow. "I. I. I missed everything... your first day of school, your first time TALKING for Celestias sake. I'm so, so , SO sorry. Can you ever forgive me Sweetie?" She pleaded, looking into her daughter's eyes with longing.
"Of course I can. You're my mother. But, do you think I could see dad?" She feebly answered, as she as well had been crying.
"He's out right now. Please, come inside. I would like to talk to Rarity's dragon friend." She said, leading them into the house.
They all walked inside, staring longingly at the beautiful architecture, art, and furniture. It was a large house, with a large titanic style staircase straight across from the door, with a living room to the right and kitchen to the left. They all walked into the living room, sitting on the couch that surrounded all of the room except for the entrance. Spike and Sweetie sat next to each other, but kept their distance. Rarity and Fancy Sat next to Pearl.
"Well, what's your story Spike, as I've already had an extensive dicussion with Rarity and Fancy on the phone." Pearl brought up, crossing her legs and looking at Spike while tilting her head in patience for his answer.
"Actually, I am the assistant to Princess Twilight Sparkle, and I've been raised from birth by Celestia and Twilight, I am an avid musician, dancer, and calligraphist, but I have yet to go to school as I have been home schooled by them for my life. And let me say, it is a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Belle." Spike replied, with such a chivalrous attitude that Pearl blinked in an astounded manner.
"Well well well, it seems that we have royalty amidst us, and great manners too. I'll be glad to call you my daughter's drakefriend." She said with a smirk. The reaction was instant.
"Wha wha what did you say mom?" Rarity and Sweetie Belle said simultaneously.
"Oh, I'm not stupid. The way you look at each other, how you hesitated when telling me why he was here, and also I saw you two suspiciously close to each other when you were waiting, I saw you through the window." She said, with confidence.
"Not to freak you out, but what happened to interspecies couples being 'freaks'?" Sweetie asked with worry in her voice.
"Oh my. I need to talk about that. I've... never actually been against interspecies relationships... or, immigrants. Sometimes, you just have to put on an act for the ones you love. The real reason he lost that job was because he was always late. It was his fault. I'm sorry, but when we tell Magnum, he will get mad. But it's necessary." She stated, with a sad tone at the end.
"Do you mind if I use the bathroom Pearl?" Spike asked.
"Up the stairs, left hall, first door to the right." Pearl answered immediately.
For some STRANGE reason, as if some higher power planned it, Magnum walked in to his house and dropped the apples he had picked up when he saw his daughters in his house. He immediately hugged them, and talked about everything. Just as they were settling down into the couch, he asked a question no one wanted to hear.
"Well where's Sweeties little friend." He said hoping to embarrass her, but instead sending a chill down her spine.
Everyone stopped, seeing that the "friend" in question had returned, and was awkwardly standing in the entrance of the living room and struggling to keep a smile on his face as his pupils dilated at the glare of his fillyfriend's father.
"Um... why in Tartarus is a DRAGON in MY house?" He said with rage in his eyes.
"He is royalty and will be treated as such. Be nice honey." Pearl said, calming down her husband.
"Fine. How is HE royalty?" He said, his eye twitching.
"He was raised by Celestia and Twilight Sparkle and is practically Twilight's brother and Celestia's son." She said, knowing what was coming next.
"Okay, but why is he here, anyways?" Every one in the room grew wide eyed. But Sweetie said the unsayable. (Its a new word)
"Daddy, he is my colt- I mean drakefriend." She said with strength and confidence.
"I'm sorry. I must be older than I think. Did you just say you were... dating this... scale back?" He said, obviously hoping he was right that he was getting old.
"MAGNUM BELLE. You will not call Sweetie's drakefriend that horrible name." She said, standing up and staring at him.
"I WILL DO WHAT I WANT TO THIS SCALEBACK." Magnum yelled standing up, purposely overpronouncing the slur. He then pointed to Spike, and Sweetie got up and slapped Magnum in the face with her hoof.
"He is my drakefriend, and you will show him respect." She said, seething with anger.
"How should I respect him when I can't even respect my own daughter. I was hoping to reconnect with you, but it seems that you are already to far off to be my daughter anymore. Get out, all of you, before I make your "friend" regret staying." He declared, and you could see he was close to losing control. They left, Rarity and Sweetie crying, and leaving a house that was blaring with the sound of arguments.
Twilight and the rest of the elements. excluding Rarity, were waiting for the return of their many friends. The usual demeanor of people coming back to their hometown was excited and happy to see their friends and family. But instead, this return would not be a pleasant one. After the fight,Rarity's mother wanted to fix what happened, but her daughters were already getting ready to leave from the hotel they stayed in. Their scheduled week was over, and bonds still had to be mended, so Pearl bought a ticket to Ponyville on the train with them.
Spike was hoping to make things happy again,or at least less sad, so he started talking to Sweetie Belle.
"Hey, it's ok. He's a jerk. I sorta see why Rarity and you left. He doesn't really think before he acts. How about we go for a picnic or something." Spike had ulocked his eyes with her after grabbing her chin and moving her to meet him. They shared a tender, loving kiss.
"I would love to. Maybe we can go to our "spot", and continue the tradition." She said, smiling. The spot she was speaking of, was a out looking a field that would reflect the beautiful shades of purple that came from Celestia's sunset. It was the magically romantic spot that where they had planted the seeds of love at, where they had shared their first kiss.
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It had been a radiant summer's day in Ponyville. Spike,Sweetie, and Rarity, had gone gem hunting. Spike was digging for the precious minerals when Rarity started teasing her little sister, as she had recently learned of their relationship.
"Why are you gawking at Spikeys bum dear?" Rarity said with a smirk.
"Huh... wha' what? I wasn't looking there! I was a... seeing if he was missing any gems!" She said frantically after being awoken from her daze.
"I was just kidding Sweetie. I think we should be going soon, it's late afternoon now." She said, straining her eyes at the sky.
Just then, Spike dumped the load of gems into the cart. He asked, scratching the back of his neck,"Do you think maybe I could show Sweetie something?"
"Well of course Spikey. Just be home before dark." Rarity said as she hooked up to the cart and trotted away.
"Sweetie, I've been wanting to show you this for a while. I go there to think when I need quiet, it's the most peaceful place I know." Spike looked loving into her eyes as he reassured her. They continued on until they reached a creek. There was a small ledge over looking the creek that Spike ushered Sweetie to sit down at. It was not until she looked up that she realized how beautiful the creek was. The setting sun reflected off the creek and created a natural picture of beauty. But what Sweetie didn't know was that Spike was not admiring natures beauty, he was rather staring at Sweetie Belle.
"This place is amazing" Sweetie said with wonder.
"Not as amazing as some things" Spike whispered to himself, as he could of sworn someone was reading about his life and saying "still a better love story than Twilight."
"But I don't just like this place because of its beauty, it helps me get myself together when I'm lost. It's waters change to the true emotions of whomever gets near it". It was then that they locked eyes and then locked lips. After the kiss, they looked down and noticed the water was red: love.
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"It's as wondrous as the first time I saw it." Sweetie said.
They had indeed returned to their spot, hand in hand. It was a truly celestial evening. Had Sweetie not been there, Spike may have cried. In this one moment, he had never felt more at peace. Sweetie by his side, he told her of all his feelings.
"When I was young, I was... Afraid. Afraid that ponies would judge me by what I am; a dragon." Lowering his head in sadness from the memories, he continued.
"I thought the only one that I would ever love was Twilight. But that was just family love. I wondered if I would ever fall in love. After Rarity and Fancy got together... I was ready to end it." He said, clenching his eyes shut.
"End what?" Sweetie said with concern.
"My life... Love is what I lived for... Because I found you... I.. found a reason to live. I live to make you happy, and you being happy makes me happier than anything else ever could."
"That's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard Spike... How did you think of those things?" Sweetie was starting to cry.
"I just looked at you and spoke my mind." He sincerely answered.
"I love you so much.. more than anything else" Spike pulled her into a tight embrace.
"I love you too Spike" Sweetie said.
They couldn't take it anymore. They started kissing with such emotion that both had to force themselves apart for a breath. They both slept by the creek that night in each others loving embrace.
Celestia, it felt like I slept over a year. how weird, mumbled Spike, inside his head, dazed from the previous night.
It was, as far as he knew, the best night of life. He couldn’t remember anything that had happened.
It’s up to the reader what happened last night.What? Wow, it really was a long night. I’m thinking of the weirdest stuff right now.
The sunrise was breathtaking, he had never seen anything as amazing as the vibrant sun dancing through the morning mist and over the lake water. That was, until he saw a leg draped over his waist and found what was number one on the list of most amazing things to him. Sweetie was fast asleep, and snoring peacefully, wrapped under Spike’s arm. The memories flooded back into his mind… the things they may or may not have done depending on what the reader thinks. Sweetie slowly opened her eyes, hoping to adjust to the morning rays.
Last night was so much fun… I’ve haven’t slept that well in ages. It feels like I hibernated for over a year. Sweetie said in her head. Spike is so comfortable… I wish I could just sit here all day, but I probably should get up.
“Good morning sunshine,” Spike said as he planted a light peck on Sweetie’s lips. He was entranced by her marvelous purple orbs.
“Good morning too Spike. What do you wanna do today?” Sweetie said, sitting upright and getting to eye level.
“We start with some coffee? There’s a nice place down the road.” Spike said, ready for something to return him to his normal, non-zombie like state of tiredness.
They went down the road, seeing a majority of their friends as they moved down the dirt road. It was a quiet little cafE, run by some friends of Pinkie Pie. The coffee was very fresh, just the strong scent lingering from the drink starting to awaken Spike from his stupor.
“That was awesome last night Spike, we should go there on a picnic sometime, it’s beautiful,” Sweetie said, as they sat down in there little two-pony table.
“Yeah… it is quite a view…” Spike said, as his sight lingered around the neighboring tables.“I hope Twilight won’t be mad that I’m gonna be late today. Oh well, I can get everything done if I hurry, Spike said as he thought of something important.
There was a few other pony couples, laughing as they enjoyed eachothers company. Spike started to think about his and Sweeties future. They could definitely live together, they could support a household, but most importantly be a family. Family. The word echoed in his head as he saw a foal jump up into it’s fathers lap. How would it work? He’s a dragon… he really wants children, Sweetie maybe even more so. He thought… adoption? No, Sweetie probably wants her own child. Spike knew genetics, he was lectured day and night about biology from his sister as he fought to stay awake. It wouldn’t work… but Twilight had been working on something interesting recently, maybe her magic would apply to him.
“Spike? Spike? Equestria to Spike?” Sweetie said as she tried her hardest to awake her coltfriend.
“What? I’m here. Sorry, I was thinking about something,” he tried to explain.
“What were ya thinking bout?” Sweetie said, adorably.
“Uhhhhh… Pancakes! Yeah, I’ve undercooked them a few times and I’m thinking which way will make them perfect. Sorry if I ignored you.” He said, trying his best to look honest even though he just lied to her face.
“Okay…” She said, trying to hold back laughter at how much of a dork Spike was.
“I was thinking that we could go out someplace nicer tonight ya know? I mean this is a nice date, but It would be better at a more formal restaurant,” Spike said, pondering what they could do later that night.
Sweetie knitted her brows as she mulled over the possible options for this date. Even though it was a somewhat spontaneous proposal, she wanted to plan it well. Spike, on the other hand, was too busy thinking about the possibility of having a family… It weighed heavily on his mind, even though he only now just uncovered the issue. Sweetie was entirely oblivious to what he was thinking about, and whether it was serious or not. This was a skill of body language acquired from having to look like Spike was actually studying, when he actually had the newest issue of Power Ponies hidden in the depths of the book.
“How about saucisse hutte junior’s? I heard it has fantastic ambiance,” she said, as she hoped to find a look of approval on his face, but again found his stone cold face of thought.
“Spike? Seriously, what is wrong with you?” She said as she tapped him on the cheek, once again returning him to reality.
”You haven’t been acting like yourself at all this morning… Is something wrong?,” she inquired, wondering why Spike has been thoroughly ignoring this entire morning.
‘Should I tell the truth? I don’t know if she will want to know I’m thinking about something so far off in the relationship. I’ll just bring it up gently.’
“Just speaking hypothetically, if we were to happen to fall deeper in love, and maybe start a family… would we be able to? Like, since we’re different species and so?,” he said moving closer as he tried to tell her what he was worried about without freaking her out.
Sweetie sat in silence, staring off into the distance, thinking of what to say. At first, she was shocked to hear such a heavy statement, but the more and more she ran it through her head, the more sense it made. But she would rather save such a discussion over this dilemma for later.
“It’s not a big deal, we can work it out later.”
Spike was still unsettled about the problem, but chose to set it aside for later.
“So now that that’s out of the way, would the saucisse hutte junior’s be nice to go for our date tonight?,” she said, hoping to finally get a response to her suggestion.
“Yeah, that sounds great!” Spike and Sweetie started to get up, ready to head to their respective homes.
“How about we meet up a little before sundown? I’ll just meet you at the library.” He said, as they left the cafe and headed their separate ways.
“Sounds great! See you later hot stuff!” Sweetie winked, as she headed towards the boutique and left Spike to walk home. Tonight was going to be great she said to herself, as she thought of the endless combinations of outfits to sway Spike that were at her proposal because of her sister.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spike approached the library after the time at the cafe. The sun was completely out, and he saw an unfamiliar piece of paper pinned to the door. It read ‘Out to help Fluttershy with some turtles, I wouldn’t do it if Celestia didn’t find out I was in my house for 2 straight weeks. Anyway, I’ll be back tomorrow, watch the library and feel free to read whatever you want. And by whatever you want I mean minimum 5 books. Also, reorganize the biology section. Don’t worry about what I was reading. ~ Twilight’
“Ughhh…,” He moaned as he remembered the material he put off by his shenanigans last night.
Spike entered the library, and noticed the biology section was torn apart. Random pages opened, so disorganized, he knew it only could of been the work of sleep-deprived Twilight. One book caught his eye more than the others. Species Metamorphosis Potions 7th Edition. He opened the large work, hoping to find what he was looking for. His eyes darted back and forth, searching meticulously for something to help him. And then he found it. Dragon to Equine Metamorphosis. Underneath, he spotted the opposite, but it did not apply to him. He continued reading. Potion difficulty- Intermediate, Pain- Excruciating, Time of Completion- 20 hours.
He read through the ingredients, nodding his head, acknowledging that this would be simple for him to complete, as he helped Twilight with many potions over the years. He quickly made the potion in a matter of minutes. He placed it in front of him self ready to drink, but stopped and looked over the book again. There were more warnings than instructions he noticed. Spike stopped, thinking about what he was about to do.
“Do I really want to turn myself into a pony? I mean I love being a dragon, but I would be taken more seriously if I were a normal species… “
“Me and Sweetie could live a peaceful life without all of those protesters… I can take it now and be ready by tomorrow. If I don’t do this now, I’m afraid I never will,” he said to himself, rubbing his chin.
Spike looked out the window, thinking about this life altering decision. He had found more pros than cons, and took that as enough of a reason. He washed down the rancid substance, immediately rushing to his spare case of gems to help rid the taste from his mouth. He laid down for a quick nap, and immediately returned to the book to look over what he had done.
It was not until he glanced once more at the various warnings that he read something he had not yet seen.
*This was motivated by a comment that this story was dead. I decided otherwise. I also have not much of a great idea of where this story is going, but I suppose I will try. Happy quarantine!*
Spike awoke to the sound of birds outside the library. Sun beamed in which was confusing as he typically arose at six sharp to help Twilight. Yet, what was much more pressing than the sound of chirps coming in what an overwhelming headache banging on all sides of his head. How could this much pain be possible? The light burned, he could barely keep his eyes open!
He tried to think through the calamitous pain active in his head but found he could only take in his senses. He had never experienced anything like this before.
“Maybe that one time with Twilight and the bowling experiment…” He shuddered. “Never again.”
He realized he could barely see, let alone move or figure out what had happened to him. He had been trained by Twilight on how to handle moments of extreme danger, yet he had no power here. Nothing could be done. Were these his final moments? Would the last knowledge of the universe be for him only pain and confusion? Spike had hoped to fulfill his dreams. To grow old and wise. To help others escape the pain that he had encountered.
“I wanted to tell people to never try bowling…”
He had hoped most of all to start a family. He did and always would love Twilight, but as a sister. He wanted to love someone and feel love. Although you cannot plan love, he believed firmly that it would be found eventually. Then he remembered. Sweetie. How would she handle the loss? How could he handle never seeing her again? He couldn’t imagine seeing her cry. The pain. He would feel it a thousand times over what she felt. He hoped those dreams of family would be with her. He imagined so many possibilities of where they would live, how they would spend their time, how he would let her know she was the most amazing pony in all of Equestria. He could through the pain remember the poem she had hidden inside the book he was reading weeks ago.
Some scales shimmer,
Some scales glow.
But out of them all,
It is yours I am gladdest to know.
He wished he could see her one last time. Stare into her eyes one more time. Let her know how he truly felt. How much she mattered. Maybe he was not to have this chance.
It was then the noise of the birds increased every slightly which he barely noticed through the pain of his head. He remembered they normally keep that window closed so they don’t knock over the watering can. They were coming in!
BAM!
The water poured over his head! He immediately felt relief. For what reason, he did not know, but he could at least think. He breathed as he realized that he may have time to say goodbye. To be able to let everyone know how he felt…
Yet those happy thoughts were interrupted by an obscure feeling. One he had never known. He still could not move, but now his senses were coming back to him. He was… wet?
Wet? He thought to himself. That couldn’t be. His scales didn’t absorb moisture… Then he realized…
I’VE BEEN TURNED INTO A TOWEL!
Of course… it was the only logical explanation! Only towels could retain water like this, feel this much pain. He could not imagine how he could have possibly stumbled across a towel spell until he saw it.
The thick binding of Dragon to Towel Metamorphosis. And he even went through with the spell!
Unless… Someone had done this to him!
APPLEJACK FOUND OUT ABOUT THE CIDER DRAWER!
He would always take a few bottles when she was storing them and set them aside until later when he could pick them up. How she managed to find out and then enact her revenge was terrifying… what lengths would she go for her revenge?
He could move a bit now. Enough to scratch his chin… How could she manage to create and feed him that potion… Huh? My chin doesn’t feel the same… myhand doesn’t feel the same!
Wait a minute. That book doesn’t say Dragon to Towel Metamorphosis, it says Dragon to Equine Metamorphosis!
