> The Rainbows Of Spike
>  by B_25
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> Prologue 
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When the word dragon is mentioned, what is your first thought that comes to mind? Is it a huge, skyscraper like dragon, hell-bent, on destroying anything, and everything, in it’s path? Or, does a, some-what, ancient, wise like dragon come to mind? Perhaps it’s sitting perched, on top of a mountain, giving you advice from it’s immortal life? Or maybe, just maybe, you're the dirty type of person, and like to read about dragons in a certain type of way, perhaps one that  gives you... pleasure? 

Hey, what someone does in their free time is none of your business.

Fair enough, I shall continue on with our…. little tale.

I hate you.

Don’t worry about how you view dragons, because no matter how odd, it may be, the world we live in is already a strange place, and how it was even conceived is even more stranger. So, it should come to be expected, that this place, would habour some, strange, people, harbouring some odd thoughts. But nonetheless, regardless of whatever came up first in your mind, you still need to be open to interpretation of what others might of thought first. So, I guess what I’m saying is, that you need to be non-judging in this type of field, because if you aren't, then you might have a hard time staying here.

I know for some people, thinking of dragons get’s them hard.

So, let’s say this for a example. There’s…. a dragon. No, not a big, mighty, fierce one, but rather, a baby, or a, child-like one. And this, dragon, is actually sophisticated! Well, not in the fancy, smug way. But he’s more than capable to live normally in society.

Now, as for the principles of this dragon. The kind of dragon I’m talking about, lives almost to that of immortality, one of the longest living species known to date. But that’s not the only thing known about them, not at all. These dragons also harbour a dark being within them. A being that demands them to achieve all of their desires, no matter what the cost. This being, is known as their greed.

Just get to the story areadly! We’ve been waiting quite a bit just to hear it.

Hey Cole, just because you went insane first doesn't mean you get to be bossy.

Yeah, well at least you have chance to fix everything, while I don't.

Just go and get a necromancer then, that should fix all of your problems, shouldn’t it?

Spike, there’s still time to go bac-

On to the story!

You may be asking, “what’s so important about this, ‘greed’?” To which, I respond, dragons harbour and use these beings in a…. much, different way. You see, if dragons listen to this being, and comply with it, then they get rewarded with more than just what they desired. For every desire they achieve, they also get an addition reward, the power to become bigger and stronger, to which, they use to get more even stuff, getting them even more bigger and stronger. You get the premise, right?

This is basically the whole foundation of the dragon society. The correct way to live, at least in their minds, is to achieve more desires than your other dragon brothers. The bigger and stronger the dragon, the more respect is given. Quite the lifestyle, eh? 

So now you’re thinking, “only an idiot would refuse that offer.” To which, I sorta agree. But you must understand, that the world is filled with idiots, as well as intelligent beings who have different thoughts than yours. Not all opinions are stupid you know, but some certainly are.

So, I guess you could kinda compare dragons to pirates, both want to steal things, and both use those things to get stronger and bigger, and both take orders from no one.

Meet Spike, a dragon who takes orders from a pony. Yep, you heard that correctly. A pony, of all creatures! How embarrassing, I suppose. 

Thinking back to it now, we we’re quite pathetic.

But, to be fair, this pony did help raise him. Sure, maybe she’s done an adequate job of doing so, but she did provide place for it to sleep, and food for it to eat. 

I suppose that’s good compared to what some beings might do to their young ones.

Are you showing compassion?

No, I already told you, you had no effects changing me.

If you say so.

But I’m getting off track here, aren’t I. I think it’s about time the story began, don’t you?

In the town of Ponyville, lived a peculiar dragon by the name of Spike the Dragon, catchy name right? Spike was a small, chubby dragon. If you’re wondering what make’s him so fascinating, is that he’s a chubby small dragon.

The dragons of these fantasy lands beg for greed, so that they can turn big and get what they want. There is close to zero dragons that are actually sociable, at least enough to hold a conversation. But yet here we have a dragon, who not only doesn't care for the voice, but refuses it’s offers. Now that’s quite the will power.

But sadly, Spike’s going to realizes that it’s going to take far more than willpower to stop him from growing. But at least he can delay it, but for how long, is what remains the question.





Inside of the Golden Oaks library, sat six different types of ponies, each bearing their own type of personality. The six, appeared to be all friends, as they all were drinking different assertions of hot beverages, while maintaining a relaxed conversation.

“I’m so happy spring is finally here,” happily said Fluttershy, taking a break from her tea to express her enjoyment. “It’s such a joy to see all my critters who’ve been gone for the winter to finally make a return.” Stated Fluttershy, gleeing as she said the words.

“You’re telling me!” interrupted Rainbow Dash. “It felt like this winter was never going to end, I’ll take heat over cold any day.” 

“I’d like to think that this Winter Wrap Up was the best we ever had!” Twilight said giddily, double checking her papers again on the overall report of Winter Wrap Up.

“But you girls gotta admit that you’re going to miss the snowball fights.”

“Don’t worry Pinke,” the orange mare with the stetson reassured. “I’m pretty sure pillow fights will suffice.” 

“And besides,” the one with the marshmallow colour coat spoke up. “With all this snow, one simply couldn’t help but feel a little depressed. I’m sure with all that snow gone the town is guaranteed to be more lively,” the mare spoke confidentially. The other mares must of agreed with her, as they all nodded their head.

But before new conversation could be brewed like the coffee and tea they were currently enjoying. A new, somewhat strange, creature, entered the room. This creature, with both claws, was holding a tray. This tray, was filled, with hot beverages on top of it.

“Anybody need any refills?” Called out the friendly dragon, both prospering a question, as well as notifying them of his presence. The dragon then approached the group.

They all turned their attention to the dragon, and greeted him with a smile.

“Thank you Spike,” Twilight was the first to thank. “That’s very courteous of you.” The others also pitch in their small, “thanks,” and what not. Spike smiled at their appreciation of him, and came forward to the center of the group, offering refills to any diminished drinks.

Although the attention on the drake dropped, and was converted to a new conversation. The shy one noticed something odd about this dragon, one she couldn’t exactly put her hoof on.

“Spike, did you, get bigger at all?” asked Fluttershy, noticing the drake seemed a bit taller. “Sorry if my inquire offends you at all.”

She’s too nice for her own good.

Agreed.





Oh, if you’re wondering what that voice is, and why Spike is the only one able to hear it, let me catch you up. Meet Cole, Spike’s…. imaginary friend. Spike was just cleaning one day, when a he heard a confused voice began to talk. He looked everywhere, but yet no one was to be found. But once he finally responded to the voice, they soon came to realize that Spike was the only one to hear him. How Cole was conceived is still a mystery to the both of them, but Spike didn’t really care, he finally had someone to really talk to. Or rather, rant to.





Spike really didn’t care for the question at first, as he continued his job. But upon noticing more eyes were upon him, he nonchalantly answered the question. “Meh, probably,” Spike tried to make it seem as if it was no big deal. “My body’s been aching a bit as of recently, more so in my back, so I wouldn’t be surprised if a grew a couple inches.”

What’s the matter Spike? Got the hots for the cyan one?

Really? Come on. And…. besides, you know witch one I have the… hots  for.

“Spike,” Twilight called with a stern, but yet worried tone. “You didn’t inform me that you’ve been hurting.” It appeared as she actually cared for his well being.

Oh crap, not this mushy crap.
Oh crap, not this mushy crap.

Sighing, Spike reluctantly reassured the mare. “I…. just didn’t want to worry you Twi, it’s nothing, really. Besides, with all this work Celeste's been sending you, all I would be a nuisance.” 

Spike tried to get off there, by hurrying on over to refill his supposedly, ‘secret’, crush’s cup of tea.

“Thank you darling.”

“Spike,” the lavender mare called once more, this time all stern. “I don’t care if Celestia sent me five exams to study for. I’d rather care for you and make sure you’re okay first,” Twilight said as honestly as the orange’s mare element. “Just,” she began sympathetic, “when something’s troubling you, it doesn't hurt to bring it up, no matter how small.”

Aching isn’t the only problem Spike has that’s small.

Can you shut up Cole?.

Alright, I suppose that one went a bit far.

“Yeah,” Spike began in a tired tone. “I understand Twi. And, thanks I guess.” Twilight smiled, as she return to her drink.

“Yeah Twilight, I’m sure ol’ Spike over here is able to handle growing pains,” Rainbow Dash then gripped Spike’s head from behind, slowly moving it left in right. “All by himself.” she said in a baby tone.

“Ah, quit it Dash!” Spike yelled, as he pathetically tried pushing her away, Dash giggling at his attempts.

“Sure, whatever ever you say stud. Just know, we won’t be able to assist you with all the mares you're sure to attract!” Dash broke out into a fit of laughter, a few others also giggling at the comment. “Who knows, I may be chasing after you!” And that’s when the whole room broke into a fit of laughter.

Spike angrily sighed, and incoherently grumbled some words to himself.

Is my life always to be like this? To be a puny baby dragon who has to work for others and be laughed at while doing so?

So, you hate being laughed at?

W-wait, you’re not Cole. Who are you?

A friend of Cole’s, but just answer the question

…
Answer the question

Spike was reluctant to answered the question, but he figured, what was the worst that could come from him ranting?

Yes, I hate it with a passion!

So, do you feel like your whole life was just some joke.

Hundred percent, I can’t think of anything else to justify my life to, then to just some joke, a pathetic thing of existence, my purpose in life to serve and amuse others.

It appears you’re lacking self-confidence. Want something to change that?

Sure, why not?! 

Just as Spike was going to refill Dash’s mug of coffee, he felt in intense pain in his shoulders, bolting through his arms. He let out a loud shriek, before dropping the hot contents of the glass cylinder, it breaking and spilling all over the ground. Some of the hot substance landing and burning Dash’s coat.

“Ah, Spike!” Dash yelled at the dragon involuntarily, as many would in her situation.

Twilight, not having paid full attention to what had actually happened, had jumped to the conclusion Spike purposely dropped the hot substance on Dash as an act of revenge. She was very, disappointed in the dragon.

“Spike, what was that for!” Twilight called out, approaching Spike with a very angry look.

Buck. Me.

“I swear It wasn’t my fault! My-” Spike tried to defend himself with actual evidence, but before he could make his case, the mare had cut him off. She appeared to be taking no excuses.

We've all been here before, but Spike, you often find yourself in this predicament.. Spike! Don’t listen to the- Let’s see what I can do to change your life.


“I don’t care whose fault it is! I want you to apologize to her right now and clean this mess!” Yelled Twilight, so loud it actually frightened Spike, as he dropped the thought of trying to explain the truth.

So much for your earlier words Twilight. *Sigh*, I wish things could change for the better for me, or else I might as well just end it here.

Turning around with his claws nervously grasping his tail, he prepared his apology. The pain that subitizing at all.

“I’m so sorry Rainbow Dash,” Spike apologized, his head hanging low in shame. Although, he wouldn’t be lying in saying he didn’t wish for his head to be hanging from a rope. “My arm just had a bolt of p-pain a-and-” Spike was ready to burst into tears from the situation, luckily for him, Rainbow Dash cut him off.

“Uh, D-don’t worry about it but, I know you'd didn’t mean to do it on purpose. I know you're a good drake.” Dash tried to sympathize with the drake, but didn’t know the correct words to use.

Actually, didn't he just say he’s been aching lately? Twilight should be just a tiniest of a bit more understanding?

Spike looked up at the mare with a smile. Rainbows just actually understood him, and even saved him from an even more embarrassing moment. He wanted to thank her, he really did. But all that would probably come out would be sobs.

I wish I could be less of a pansy.

Just you wait Spike, you’re big brother’s got a gift for you.

Spike was going to to question what the voice was going on about, but a stern clearing of the throat reminded Spike of his current conundrum, as he turned to the lavender mare.

“Ye-ah, I k-kn-now,” stuttered Spike, his words caring sadness with every letter he pronounced. He felt weak, empty, forgotten and sad, and he was useless to change it. All he would be is the face that would be forgotten, he would never be a help to society, just a trouble for it. All he was is just a pitiful nuisance. He head off into the kitchen to retrieve the materials that could clean the mess he made.

Tonight’s…. going to be the night I do it.

Well, it is a way to end your suffering.

Everyone felt sympathy for the dragon. Well, everyone but Twilight that is. They felt of as she was just a little bit to unjust, to caught up in to moment to even want to seek the truth. They weren't going to say anything about it however, they knew, or rather hoped, she would come to her sense later on.

Stupid Twilight, not even letting me explain what really happened. 

Spike sighed, as he knew this would all be over soon. As he entered the kitchen, he grabbed a nearby stool to stand on, as he reached out for the cupert containing the cleaning supplies.

“I swear,” Twilight started to complain, gaining the attention of all the mares. “Sometimes it’s like he doesn't know how to do things properly. No matter how simple! It’s like he’s-”

“AHHH!” A screeching scream of pain was heard from the kitchen, followed by many things dropping onto the floor, two of them giving off two mighty thuds.

That grasped everyone’s attention, as everyone got to their hoofs. Their eyes focusing nothing but on the kitchen Spike was in. But before a sound could be made from the ponies, a somewhat,  gashing and ripping sound could be heard from the same place.

“Spike!” The group yelled out worryingly, as they dashed into the kitchen, praying that their friend was okay. Upon entering the kitchen, the Elements of Harmony were greeted to a very unexpected and disturbing sight.

Sprawled out on the kitchen floor was fallen Spike, who apparently fell from the ladder for some unknown reason. But that wasn’t the disturbing thing. What was really disturbing, was that the entire kitchen was covered in a chunky red ooze.

Spike had landed in on his stomach, which appeared to be in fine condition. But his back, however, is what would make even a surgeon look away. In his back, there was this giant bloody hole, with two long bones sticking out of it, like as they exploded out of there. From this hole, you could almost see all of Spike’s inner organs, as well as the red liquid coming from the whole, and traversing down Spike’s body, and onto the kitchen floor.

“Spike!” Twilight screamed, tears dripping from her eyes, her face in total shock. She was unable to comprehend what had happen, all sound around her was gone, all that she could she or think was her almost-dead little brother.

Rainbow and Applejack had joined her to check on the seemingly dead dragon. While the others just couldn’t handle the scene.

“Is…. is he…. okay?” Rainbow tried to ask, but no one returned with an answered. They just looked at the suffering creature, not sure what to do.

After a few seconds, Twilight had snapped back to her senses, as she went to go check if the dragon still had an pluse.

“He’s still alive, but he’s losing way too much blood. We need to get him to a hospital now!” Twilight had prepared her horn to teleport, but her friends had different thoughts.

“Wait just a sec Twi, won’t your magic have an effect on him?” Asked Aj, worried if teleporting would only hurt Spike even more, possible worse even.

“Well, what else can we do?” Twilight demand from the mare, she was right up in her face. Aj took a few steps back and kept her mouth shut.

Dash, who had been thinking this entire time, had a moment of clarity.

“Give him to me,” Dash demand in a serious tone. “I can fly fast to the hospital, and get him a room as fast as I can.” Twilight was frozen for a second, thinking of any other way she could possibly save him. But she knew Dash had the best plan. Sighing, she carefully picked up the dragon, blood staining into her fur. She was reluctant to give this creature away, as if it would be the last time she would see it. Even though Spike was bloody all over, she still laid a kiss upon his forehead, and whispered the words, “everything is going to be okay. I love you Spike.” She handed off Spike to the pegasus, entrusting his life in her hoofs.

 Please, be safe with him

Dash took the dragon, cradling him with her two hooves. She held him tight, just in case. As she did so, her cyan coat was slowly being tinted with the colour red. Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she thought about she was.

I’m Rainbow Dash, the best pegasus around. I can do a sonic rainboom, I can clear the sky in ten seconds flat, I can save Spike’s life! Because I’m the element of loyalty! 

Dash sprinted out the door, unfolding her wings as she did so. But before she took a leap into the air, she glanced down one last time at Spike, as if it might of been her last.

Please Spike, don’t leave us here. 

Knowing what was at stake, Dash prepared to take off into the air, to the only place that could save Spike’s life.





Spike felt like his body was on fire, even though his scales prevented this. Every inch, of his body pained like never before, and he wished it would just end, no matter what the cost would be. But amongst this pain, his stomach felt light, as if he was moving at some high speed, like that of a roller coaster.

He couldn’t see anything, he was bearly concusince. It felt like he was dieing, this was how most stories described what dieing felt like.

But the weird thing was, he didn’t see any light. All he saw, was darkness.





Rainbow had just burst through the hospital door, the doors smacking wide open as the bolt of light enter the place.

I’m pretty sure a hospital hears more prayers than a church dose, shall we see if that’s true for you to Spike?

Spike felt something a little warm to, and was curious as to what it was. Looking at source of this warmth, all Spike met was a blob of goo. But this, thing, this blob, had Rainbow colors trekking down it.

Dash didn’t need to explain the situation, the nurses already saw the mess, and ordered a stretcher right away.

Spike could feel his body moving again, he really did hate that feeling. He still didn’t know what was going on, he remembered doing something, then something happened, now everything was just hazy and dark.

Dash saw Spike’s body being carried away off to Celestia knows where. She wished she could of done more, but yet, all she could be at this moment was be useless. 

Spike looked once more at the distancing blob, and couldn’t help but feel familiarity of it. Not only that, but any multi-colour blob would be a peculiar thing to anyone.

But was even more peculiar, was the different color blobs entering the dark abyss





There was a land filled with nothing but darkness, in this land, is where Spike stood. There was literally nothing else, but a black sky and landscape. 

But the surface that Spike stood on was very odd, it was like some kind of black substance, a liquid texture, close to that of milk.

“......” Spike tried to say, but yet he couldn’t move his lips. But that wasn’t the weird part, the weird part was that he couldn’t even feel his lips. He moved a claw to his face to see what was wrong, but became shocked when he felt nothing. He move his claw all throughout his face, and he could feel literally nothing. No nose, no eyes, no ears, and more importantly, no mouth.

Spike fell down to the ground, and felt what appeared to be his heart pounding like no other. But while on the ground, he saw that of two things.

One, he saw his reflection, and would’ve gasp if he was physically able to do so. Before, Spike was that cute little baby dragon with purple scales and green frills. Now, he was that of some black blob. His entire body was formed of the black liquid below his feet. Without this goo, Spike would be no more.

The second thing that scared him, was that there was a an entire city undeath this ocean of blackness.

Gaining the courage to return to full height, he looked around the landscape, confused of where he was and what he was.

Where, am I?

In Front of Spike, the liquid began to bubble. Before he knew it, a large new form was being made. It kept on growing and growing, accumulating from the ground below it.

Spike, noticing the liquid below him beginning to ripple. Knowing full what was to happen if he were to stay, he tried his best running away. He luckily got far enough away, as there was more than enough liquid where he was standing to sustain himself. He turned to face the enormous being, who was just a bigger black blob.

The being stopped consuming the liquid, claiming Spike down just a little bit. The thing appeared to look around a bit, then turning its attention to Spike.

What… what is that thing?

I am know as that of the element of power, and this is the place where I reside. The blob’s entire body would ripple when it spoke, going exactly along with it’s words. It spoke in a calm matter, with a hint of assertiveness. It also spoke like it was an interesting creature, and you should be graceful to be in it’s presence.  

Who, however, are you?

“.....”

Speak not physically, but mentally.

Do-do you mean like this?

That is correct.

Well…. my name is Spike. Spike the Dragon actually.

Ahh, so it’s you that I hear all this talk about.

Talk about what? Spike asked, his curiosity being so big it’s enough to tame his fears.

All dragons come to want me, and fear me, but yet you only possess one of these.

The creature bent down, as a somewhat head like tentacle came out of the top part of the blob, and approached Spike, it appeared like it was studying him.

So tell me, why do you fear me, but not desire me.

I don’t fear you!

Spike quickly came to regret those words, as he felt like his entire body was melting. He soon came to realize his body was mixing with the ocean below him. He started to squirm in a sacred frenzy, like it would do anything, but at last, it was useless like usual. Soon, his entire form was mixed with the rest of the ocean of noir liquid, but he felt like this ocean was having a wave, and he was it. It was just like that light stomach feeling he had felt earlier, and it was making it’s return. Spike had no eyes, but yet he could still see the blob was growing bigger, and Spike was going to be assisting it. He felt the being partially consuming him, as he traversed up the blob. The being then re-created Spike, holding him in the air. Suspending him in the air was two tentacles, one one holding his lower body, and one holding his higher body.

Spike found himself floating in front of this large creature, which was not only threatening him with its size, but also it was holding the precious liquid for his body hostage.

I fear you I fear you okay! Just don’t hurt me!

Now answer the question, why don’t you desire me?

You said that your power, right? Well, I do want power, so I can be there with my friends when they go on adventures, and have the chance to save Rarity and have her fall for me! I desire you almost more than everything.

Lies.

Spike felt in immense pain in his lower body, he would’ve expressed his pain if he could of. Once Spike recovered, he looked down at his body to find out what was the source of the pain, and he figured it out quite quickly. The creature had retrieved the bottom tentacle that was holding Spike’s lower body and had consumed it all for himself. Half of Spike now belonged to this being.

Lie to me again young one, and I shall consume you fully. Do you not understand? You’re now half the drake you used to be, you’ll be a changed dragon when you awaken, and that’s if you awake. I hold all the power here Spike, and you will obey me.

Aright aright! I understand! Please, just no more pain. I’ll do anything, I swear…

Good.

The pain Spike had been enduring started to subdue, and he couldn’t be any happier.

Now, I’ll ask this again. Why do you keep on denying your greed?

Wait, you’re my greed?

Even though the blob couldn’t display any emotions, Spike could still sense and feel the anger of the being. He felt his stomach turn light again, as the blob had let him fall to ground.

But the worst part of this, is that it had discounted him from his precious life supply.

No no no no no, I don’t want to die!

Spike could feel his flame of life beginning to dim, the end was nigh for our number one assistant. But before he could meet the enternal life of nothingness, he felt his blob form smack against the ocean, not killing as his fire began to burn anew. Spike would’ve sighed delightedly if he could, as he felt the sweet pleasure of the dark substance refilling his hollow body.

Remember this Spike, I am the reason why you are still alive! You would’ve been dead! If it weren't for my power. You owe me Spike, and soon I will come to claim your debt. But all I can do for now, is torture you.

In the city below him, arose one building. It was three stories big, with many windows looking out to the wasteland. Before Spike could really take any interest in it, new things arose from the city below, six, multi-coloured blobs appeared. Spike, doing what he would usually does best, tried to run away, but they had circled him, and he was now the monkey in the middle. They appeared to close in on him, and he couldn’t do anything but be useless. Because he lacked power, he was that of a lonely and scared blob.

Now Spike. All the blobs said demonically at the same time.

It’s time to kill you, over and over again.

Spike’s heart stopped, as the life he knew was coming to an end, over and over again.

I have no mouth, and I must scream.





“I’m sorry Miss. Sparkle, but there’s simply nothing else we can do. All we can assume at the moment, is that Spike’s growing up, and presumably growing wings. From our lack of knowledge on dragons, we can’t know fully how dangerous this is. But even if we did know, there’s nothing can can do. We have no blood compatible with Spike’s, so all we can do is let him rest and simply hope for the best. Dragons are small creatures, I know he’ll pull through this” The doctor was trying to be sincere and encouraging, but he understood why they were so upstruck. But the truth was the truth, even if it is bitter, there was nothing they could do.

Twilight and friends sighed at the doctor once more. They understood where he was coming from, but they couldn’t stand the fact that they couldn’t do anything to save their best friend’s life. They nagged and screamed at everyone they could, annoying everyone confined in the hospital.

And I spent his last day yelling at him.

“And you girls should also go home and get some rest,” The doctor suggested. “You’ll be surprised how much sleep and a nice shower can help at a time like this.” 

The Elements were very cautious, while they did want to get a break from all of this tension, they however did not want to miss a thing. Spike could die while they were out.

“Don’t worry guys, it’s cool.” Dashed stated, gaining everyone's attention. “I’ll stay here, and if anything happens, I’ll sonic rainboom to your girls places.”

They were all still reluctant to do so, including the doctor.

“But Miss Rainbow Dash, like the others, you haven't slept for two days. I assure you, we can handle things, and would also be able to inform you of any activities from the patient.”

“No can do pal, I don’t leave my friends hanging, especially in times like this.” She saw her friends were still skeptical of the plan. “Ugh, look. I can sleep almost anywhere in any position, I can just rest in a chair, and one of the nurses can wake me if something happens, aright? We’re all in the same boat, we all care for Spike equally, I will get you all even if the smallest of thing happens.”

Her friends were still silent, thinking they were. But at last, it appeared they reluctantly agreed with Rainbows words. When Rainbow is serious about something, then you know you can trust her, especially when she puts emotion into it.

“Aright, if you say so Rainbow. But if anything happens to Spike, you better break the speed of light to get us.” Twilight demanded some-what jokingly.

“No sweat.”

Twilight, who took one last look through the window at the sleeping Spike, sighed and muttered some words, as she and the rest left the hospital to their respect homes.

“I must say, that is quite the noble thing to do Miss. Dash.” Said the doctor, as he left to tend on the other many patients.

“Well, they call me the element of loyalty for a reason…” Mutter Dash, as she went to go take a seat. Upon becoming comfortable, she began to rest her eyes, you know the rest.





“AHH!” A painful scream was heard from one of the doors, loud enough to wake anyone sleeping in the area.

Dash’s eyes flung open, as she heard a loud scream emanating from one of the rooms. The scream was a bit deep, with tiny dash of female. But the weird thing was, the scream was coming from-

“Spike’s room!” Dash called out, as leaped out of her chair, sprinting and barging in through the door Spike was behind. But at soon as her eyes laid upon Spike, her jaw dropped to the ground. And surprisingly enough, it wasn’t because of their current conundrum. But something about Spike had changed. He appeared to have rocketed up as he awakened, screaming as he looked around the room. His eyes then laid upon Dash, as he tried squinting them to see her better. But after trying, his body simply fell back, and he went back to sleep. Dash didn’t know what to think, nor did she have time to do so, she had made a promise, and planned to keep it. She then once again barged through the doors, and headed to the world unknown by some. The world, that is known as outside.





The last thing Spike remembered, was that of an endless tortures. Every time that those things killed him, the ocean below him would always reform him, just to be struck down one more time. If they wanted to, they could of done it for all of eternally.

Spike slowly pried to open his eyes, as his body started coming back to life, he could feel his entire body aching, sore as hell. He could also swear he felt two muscles ache in his back. But to Spike, he welcomed all of this pain, it surely was much easier to suffer through then what he had previously dealt with, to which, he was trying to still understand what exactly had happened.

Spike’s eyes had finally adjusted to the room, and he could now confirmed he was in some kind of hospital bed, in, who would of thought, some hospital room. In this room, mimicking of chatter could be heard from the front of the bed, Spike looked, and saw all of his friends.

Not exactly sure on what to do, he waved his claw at them.

“Hey guys, how’s it going?” Spike asked a bit awkwardly, he probably could’ve of used better words. But this is Spike we are talking about here. But no matter, whatever he might of said, he would’ve gotten the same results, being squashed by all of his friends.

“Spike… you, you had me so scared! I-I came into the kitchen…. and there you were. Y-your back was open… there was blood everywhere.” Twilight cried out, her sobs causing her words to be incoherently said, but Spike got the basic jest. He had scared his friends once more.

The rest appeared to be saying stuff like Twilight, but there their sobs were overpowering their throats. But Spike presumed they were saying stuff like ‘ I missed you’ and ‘glad you’re okay’ and ‘had me worried’. The only ones not really crying we’re Aj and Rainbow Dash, that should of come to be expect though.

Wait, aren’t these these the blobs who killed me?

No no. Spike took a deep breath trying to calm himself down. I can’t be thinking this now. My friends are clearly worried. What kind of friend, would I be, if I just let them cried over me?

He outstretched his usually chubby arms around his friends, which surprisingly actually went around most of their heads .

Uh, this, this isn’t right. No, this is wrong, I shouldn’t be able to do this. No, it’s just an hullation from all the drugs, focus on friends first. Spike, you’re finally the center of attention, it won’t last long, so suck it in, while you can. 

“Uh, everything will be okay guys.” Spike said meekly, he still really had no idea what the hay was going on.

They all stayed like that for a little bit longer, Spike hugging his crying friends as they cried out what was on their mind. He really did appreciate the warmth they were giving to his cold-blooded self. Although, once everything was in the air, which was mostly incoherently, Spike understood he must of been in a very near death situation, and his friends were finally worried about him.

I’m still going to need to inquire from them later to fully know what had happened. Because to be honest, it’s like I’ve been to hell and back with no explanation.

After a little bit longer, his friends began uncomfortably shuffle. He took the hint, as he removed his arms. They all stood tall, smiling down on his weak form.

“I’m so glad…. y-you’re okay Spike.” Twilight said a bit weirdly, as she wiped away any remaining tears.

“Yeah, so am I. But I’m sorry I worried you  girls, I hate being a nuisance. You’re all okay, right?”

I didn’t destroy the town again did I? I didn’t go insane did I?

“Don’t worry about us Spike, while ya’ had us in a scared mental state, we’re all still fine. But you, however, how…. how are....” Applejack tried to finished, but she just couldn’t. Like there was something about Spike she just couldn’t say.

“D-do you mean, how am I doing?” Spike asked as he bent forward to the mare, she nodded in response. But Spike noticed her odd facial expression, it was almost like it told what was on her mind.

This is not good sign.

Spike looked around the room, to see that all of his friends shared this expressions.

Oh oh, this is definitely not good!

“Are you sure you girls are okay?” Spike had already knew that answer, but he really did want to delay the inevitable bitter truth that was about to be revealed. He would’ve rather suckled on a sweet lie.

“Uh, Spike, the more important question is, how are you feeling? And, if anything looks or feels… different’” Cautiously asked Dash, treading very lightly in the topic.

“Actually, I feel pretty good. Whatever they put in this-” Spike abruptly stopped, when used his claw to examine the IV, he noticed that of two things.

One, it appeared he had nothing injected into him, at all.

And second, like he had noticed just earlier, his arms were much longer, bigger, and sharper.

Bringing the alien-like arm back, he examined it thoroughly, his mind becoming more and more hectic as he noticed more things about it.

Chuckling, he looked around to his friends.

“Hey, is it just me, but does my claw look…. a little, bigger and, sharper?”

Hey now.

All of his friends were looking in different directions, some nibbling on their hooves. Not a single one even dared making eye contact for more than a mere second.

“So, it isn’t just me.” Spike dejected, following the much longer arm back to it’s origins. Soon, his eyes laid upon the rest of the body.

“WHAT THE-” Spike screamed, halfway covering his mouth with his claws.

Spike began loudly mumbling into his claws, as he took big breaths in an attempt to calm himself down. While doing so, he took all the courage he could muster, and slowly looked back down at his body once more.

His body was no longer a chubby baby dragon.

His body was a much larger, stronger, and bigger.

He had grown from a baby, to a teenager in that of a few days.

And now, he was scared.

It’s alright Spike, everything is going to be okay. All that had happened is THAT I GREW INTO A FREAKING MONSTER AGAIN!

Spike was freaking out, he must of really messed up this time to be in this position.

I-I must of gotten mad at Twi and started my hoard again! Then I grew humongously, and then tried exacting my revenge! Oh Celestia I’m a failure that destroyed the town and hurt many ponies, what if I killed someone? What dangers did they go through to bring me back? And even by doing so, I’m now going to be a jerk teenage dragon!

Spike was hyperventilating, realising what this new body could now do, he was now scared out of his mind.

Maybe it’s just a dream, and they’re still probably bigger than me right?

Spike needed to confirm that his theory was correct. He exactly wasn't in the right state of mind right now. His friends were watching him carefully, like that of a stray dog that they need to tame, and it’s very unpredictable. Spike began push off his covers, as he sat up against his bed. But he couldn’t fully rest his back against the mattress, something was in between them. Two things, that is.

Oh come on! Please don’t let there be another thing I have to deal with! Don’t you see I already have enough on my plate? I'm full of this already!

Deciding to deal with one thing at a time, he let it slide for now. 

Spike carefully hopped over the bed’s railing onto the floor, slightly hurting his ever growing legs, but nothing serious. No one said anything, as Spike was breathing hysterically. Dash was looking up at him, debunking his theory he ever so depended on. 

I’m so dead.

Wrong Spike, now is the time to be alive!

What’s going through his head right now?

Rainbow Dash, not exactly know what to do or what was to happened. Simply couldn’t move away, but yet she couldn’t do anything for this drake. She was put in a situation where she was once again, useless. Everyone watch anxious, as Twilight’s baby brother Spike, was a now teen  dragon who couldn’t even grasp of what had happened to him.

Rd, preparing for the worst, looked away from the dragon, as she tried closing her eyes, expecting the dragon to go insane on her, even hurt her.

However, what she got was what surprised everyone.

Bending down, Spike swept Dash off her hooves into the air as he spun her around. Before closing the distance in a hug, Dash’s head resting upon his shoulder as Spike cried.

“I’m so sorry Dash, and everyone. I swear I had my greed in check, but I guess that doesn't matter now. The town’s destroyed, ponies are injured, and I’m going to be banished because of it. I understand, but I just. I hope I didn’t hurt you girls, especially you Dash.”

What in that hay is he talking about?

Backing her head away from his shoulder, Dash looked Spike in the eyes with a quizzical look. Spike’s claws still supporting her body.

“Uh, Spike. What do you think happened?” Asked dash, just noticing now her face was feeling a bit heated.

That’s odd.

Spike was catching on to Dash’s tone, feeling about what he was going to say was going to be idiotic.

“Well, I thought I grew into to a huge dragon, destroyed the town, injured and maybe killed a lot of ponies, and then you had to sonic rainboom into me to knock me out and return me to normal, except now, I’m like… this.” Spike displayed,

The room was silent for a few seconds, before everyone broke out in a fit of laughter, including Rainbow Dash.

“Spike, you simply can’t be serious!” Exclaimed Rarity, falling to the ground as laughter was too much to stand, as did the rest of the friends.

“Yeah Spike, with your imagination, you could write a book!” Cried out Dash with tear of laughter, her body moving and squirming all over the place, causing Spike to be careful with how he handle her with his claws.

While holding her, Spike noticed a couple things about Dash. She had the laugh that would make you laugh as well. Dash was remarkable soft while Spike was holding her, which felt… good. It was hard to explain. Not only that, but when a broad mare like Rainbow Dash expressed her joy, one could help but feel happy.

It’s only because you’re actually holding a mare, do that to anyone and you would feel the same results.

“So, I didn’t destroy the town?” Asked Spike, hoping to get away from that side of his brain.

Dash had finally stopped laughing, as she steadied herself as she wiped away her tears of joy.

“Uh, no? Where did you even get that idea?” Dash had finally come to realize that the drake had been holding her this entire time.

Did I really  let him hold me all of this time? Uh-uh, not working. I can’t believe I even let him touch me.

“Oh thank Celestia.” Expressed Spike, as he hugged Dash once more. And oddly enough, Dash made no attempts at trying to get out of it.

He’s just in a sacred emotion and physical phase. I couldn’t be a friend if I didn’t give him a shoulder to cry on.

Hugging the dragon back, she whispered into his ear.

“Don’t worry big guy, everything thing is going to be okay.”

Spike nodded and smiled, as he let Dash back down unto the ground. Strangely enough, he missed her.

What guy doesn't like having a girl in their arms?

Fair enough.

Once Dash landed on the ground, she looked oddly at the dragon as she was feeling something she had never really felt before.

It’s so weird. A few days ago, I’m carrying him here. Now, he’s holding my entire body with ease.

“Gezze Spike, you’re like double our height!” said Twilight with a raspberry tone. She hoped she could get his subject started and finished as quickly as possible about Spike’s new body.

Spike once again noticed that all of his friends were looking up at him. He kinda felt like an outcast, so he crouched down to the ground, right next to Rainbow Dash.

“Better?”

“Much.” Everyone responded. It’s not easy seeing a little child one instance, and now this teenage dragon another.

“Think ya’ goin’ get use to walking on four legs?” Asked Aj, a bit curious about what the drake’s future had for him.

Spike looked slightly up, as he ponder the question.

“Not really. I mean I was never for it as a child dragon, so honestly, why would I do it now?”

Plus, it’s going to be kinda cool when they have to look up to me.

“I suppose that’s fair enough,” stated Aj, as she circled around the dragon to check him out, as did the rest.

“Oh Oh! How about these?” Asked the ever energetic Pinkie. Spike at first had no clue what she was talking about, but once he felt her touch those new muscles in his back, he wince in a bit of pain.

“Pinkie! Don’t touch these yet, they’re going to be tender for at least a few more days.” Informed Dash, as everyone inspected the new part of Spike.

“Uh, what’s everyone talking about?” Asked Spike, being the odd one out for a lot more things to come.

Twilight coughed into her hoof, as she pointed to a mirror. Taking the hint, Spike approached the mirror, and looked at the reflection hard incase if it was something small.

The thing is, it wasn’t something small.

And it wasn’t something too large.

It was just the right size one would expect for a dragon.

I’m not even going to touch this.

“Are those…. wings?” Spike asked astounded, he never thought in his life he would ever acquire them.

“You know it buddy!” Called out Dash, leaping up to the drake’s head to give him a noogie. “Man are you growing up quick, a little too fast for my liking.”

“Ha, you can say that again.”  Chuckled Spike, his eyes still admiring these new wings.

“Ya know, I’ve never really seen a dragon’s wings up close before.” Started Rainbow, quitting her teasing as she examined his back. “It’s so…. weird.” Dash expressed dumfoundling. “Cool nonetheless though!”

“*Chuckle* Yeah, I know what you’re getting at, scaled wings are alien like compared to feathers.”

“Well, feather or not, they can still fly. "But,” she sung the word, “you’re going to need to learn how to fly first. Gee, I wonder who could possibly do that?” Rainbow Dash asked in a innocent/sarcastic way, as she brought a hoof to mouth as she supposedly pondered the question.

“Yeah, I wonder.” Spike said in a tired tone, knowing full what she was thinking.

“You know, I hear this Rainbow Dash is one of the best flyers in all of Equestria, so you should probably ask her. Who knows, maybe she’ll say yes if you're nice enough.”

“Aright Dash, that’s enough teasing, can’t you see he’s been through a lot?” Said Fluttershy, now gaining the courage to speak.

“Aright aright, I’ll lay off…. for now.” Joked Dash, as she backed away from the confused dragon.

“So, what exactly did happen?” Asked Spike, him being two steps behind everyone at the current moment.

Or how about, ever?

What in the hay are you going on about now?

Did you just seriously say hay? Wow, you guys and your pony terms.

Well, what else would I use?

You know what, just pretend I said nothing.

“And now you’re here.” Finished Fluttershy.

Aw mother-

Hey, don’t use Celestia name in vai- HAHA. Man, I couldn’t keep myself together to even finished that one.

Spike mentally grumbled, but while doing so, he heard the sounds of small chatter going through his head, as if someone was talking to this odd new voice.

 Oh, sorry to announce this Spike, but my contact with you is going to be on hiatus for a little bit, another customer is ringing at my door if you catch my drift. But don’t worry, I’ll give you your friend back so you at least have someone half as handsome as me to talk to.

“So, um, Spike. Did you get all of that? Because I can repeat it if you want me to.”

Spike raised a claw dismally. “Nah, it’s alright. I’m pretty sure I got all of it.” 

“Oh, um, okay then.”

To Spike, Fluttershy seemed a bit… different. He really couldn’t put his claw on it, but it looked as if she was scared of something.

She… she isn’t scared of me, is she?

“Well Spike, I’m pretty sure you should get back in bed. While you may feel better, we still don’t know very well what did happened.” Instructed Twilight, still clearly worried about her now bigger brother. 

While Spike was reluctant to do so, he saw her reasoning and complied. But that didn’t stop him from sighing as he did so. “Even though I’m bigger, I’m still going to take orders from you aren’t I?” Twilight nodded. “Ugh, great!” Spike sarcastically complained, as the whole room lit up with laughter as their baby dragon was still in that much larger body. 

“Well Spike, we’ll come visit you everyday, we promised, right everypony?” Called out Twilight, all of her friends responding in agreeing words that would match their personalities. 

“Yeah don’t worry Spike.” Dash stated. “I’m pretty sure they’ll let you out real soon.” But then, Dash started to giggle, gaining the curiosity of Spike.  “Unless that is, if they have to stick a big ol’ needle in your butt!” Dash then broke out into laughter, as the other chuckled and giggled at the joke. But Spike however, was terrified.

T-they’re not going to be giving me needless, right?

Sighing, Spike got comfortable in his bed, as his friends started to leave, each one bidding their farewell. Twilight was the last one to leave, she looked at Spike. She had almost lost her brother, but now everything was okay. She felt like crying tears of joy, but settled with a smile.

 Spike, it’s me Cole, I’m back. I don’t know what happened, I was just thrown into a black abyss. I pretty sure I was a blob like thing-

Ah, so you had the same nightmare as me?

Spike, that wasn’t a nightmare.

Huh, then what was it?

The door to Spike’s room began to open, and white coated pony with a heart as a cutie mark entered the room. 

I’ll have to explain it later, besides, I need to do a little bit more research to be sure.

“Ah, Spike, so you are awake!” the mare called out happily, as she approached the drake. Having a patient not die would bring joy to any nurse.

Spike immediately remembered this mare, as they have met a few times in the past. “Ah, Ms. Redheart, it’s been awhile,” Spike greeted with a friendly tone. “I guess I should be thanking you right now?”

“Oh no, not at all!” She appeared to be taken back. “It’s actually quite the opposite, I’m afraid we were unable to do anything for you sweetie.”

Now it was time for Spike to be taken back. If he was in a bad position as his friends had proclaimed, then how could he have possibly made it without medical treatment?

Maybe you’re friends made worse then what it really was?

Even so, I knew I was in a very bad position, I couldn’t have made it without medical treatment. This doesn't make any sense.

If that’s the case, perhaps….

“Uh, Spike sweetie, you alright?” Worrying asked the mare. “I can get you some water if you desire?”

Spike snapped back to conscience, as he waved his claw dismissively. “Naw, I’m alright.” Spike reassured. “I just spaced out is all, a lot of things happened you know? And I’m just trying to process everything.”

She appeared to have taken the bait, a smile once more taking place on her muzzle. “I understand, but you sure you don’t want any liquids before we proceed?”

Spike became confused at her words. “Uh, proceed with what exactly?

Redheart tilted her head left and closed her left eye in confusion. “Huh, the doctors didn’t inform you yet?”

“Uh, no?”

She looked around nervously, like how his friends had done before. “W-well you see Spike, we don’t exactly know a lot about dragons.” Red Heart started, saying her words slowly and carefully. “So, we need to know why this happened, and how you were able to survive it without medical attention.”

Spike was becoming a little angered, something he never typically did. But when you find out no one tried anything to save your life, you have a right to be pissed. “What do you mean you didn’t give me any medical attention!” Spike exclaimed those last words, causing the nurse to take a few steps back. “I mean, I could of died!”

“Y-you see, t-thats the thing.” She said meekly.

“What thing? What are you even talking about?”

Redheart put on a meek smile, as if she was stepping in a dragon's hoard, and was trying to touch his most valuable item. “Ya see sweetie, is that you kinda did…. die.”

Spike’s head was tilted left, his mouth slightly agape. He strained his eyes on the mare to see if she even had the smallest of a giggle, but yet all he was returned with was a some-what ashamed face.

She’s not joking, is she?

It appears like it. But, how did you come back then?

“No joke, I died.” Spike wanted to confirm just one more time, as if it would fix everything.

“C-correct,” she stuttered, fearing as if she was to met a dragons wrath.

Spike sat upright, as he bobbed his head up and down, her words running through his head over and over. “I, honestly don’t know what to think about this.” He sat back, as he finally accepted the words. “I… died. I was gone from this world, my heart stop beating, I…. died.”

The mare carefully approached the now teenage dragon, planning to comfort the probably destroyed being. “Don’t worry about it Spike, I’m sure that-”

“WHOOO!” The dragon yelled in happiness, pumping his claw in the air in excitement. This sudden set of actions also surprised the nurse, as she literally jumped in the air and screamed, as did the many birds perched by Spike’s room. “Suck on that, mother nature!” Spike continued, as he look to the vast blue sky out his window. “Guess who’s got many more years in him?” Spike asked no one. “This guy!” he pointed at himself.

Taking deep breaths, nurse Redheart was able to calm herself down, and couldn’t stop but smile at the dragon’s happiness. “Well Spike, I’m glad that you're happy, but do you mind not scaring the nurses?” She asked in a joking matter. “We already have enough stress as it is.”

Spike chuckled, but soon came to realize his mistake. “Sorry about that, I guess I just got carried away with me being alive and all.” Spike said lowly with a hint of shame. “It’s funny, knowing how easily one can lose their life and not even realized it.”

“Sadily, we see that happened to much.”

The atmosphere started becoming sad and depressing,  none of them really knew what to say next. Spike, not one to be in awkward positions tried changing the topic.

“So, anyway. When can I get out of this bed anyway?” Spike mentally sighed, as he wished he would of better worded his words. However, it seemed that she really didn’t care, as she went to Spike’s door to pick what appeared to be a folder. She examined it briefly, before a smile formed. “Well, I have good new, and I have bad news.”

Crap.

“Might as well get the bad news done and out of the way.” Spike muttered in dismay, his claw massaging his face in stress.

“Well, we still don’t know exactly what’s going on with you, and how you came back. So, we need to take some tests, rather, a lot, of tests.”

“Let me guess, these test require needles?” Spike groaned.

“Quite the few.”

Spike allowed his head to fall to his chest, almost feeling as if he were about to cry.

“Good news is that you’ll be out in a few days!” She cheered giddily, as if that was supposed to make it up to him.

Spike lazily fell back in the bed, almost like that of a dead being.

“Ah, I see you want to just get it done and over with, smart choice Spike!” She cheered, Spike didn’t even say a word. “I’ll be back with the doctors, as well as plenty of fluids!” She called out, before leaving the drake’s door.

Great….

Don’t worry buddy, I’ll be here the whole way through.

Even better. I just hope the rest of the week is better.

You just jinxed yourself.

I know, but either way I know it’s going to be one hell of a ride, so buck it.

Fair enough, I can sense a lot of changes coming

Well, at least it will be better than my old life.

 You say that now Spike, you say that now.
	
> Chapter 1: New Life, New Body, New Attitude?
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It had been a few days since Spike was released from the Ponyville hospital. After so many tests, the needle injections, the urine samples, swabs up the nose and maybe a prostate exam, and much, much more, the doctors came to the following conclusion.

“We know nothing about dragons, and this was just a waste of time”.

At the time, they really had no clue what they were even trying to accomplish. With barely any knowledge about dragon society, they couldn’t even know if what Spike was going through was even considered normal or abnormal, they were in a bind which they did not care for. So eventually, having the basic knowledge that Spike was in a fine condition for a dragon, they gave him the discharge papers for him to be set free, like an injured bird. Only this bird didn’t know how to use his wings; at least not yet, anyway.





“So, wait. You’re telling me that they couldn’t do anything save me? Like… I don’t know, give me blood, maybe?” Spike had been pestering the mare that he was currently walking with, about ideas and ways the doctors could have used to avoid his death.

“Spike,” Twilight groaned, “for the fourth time, you’re a dragon, a different species. Just any blood wouldn’t do.” Twilight sighed to herself, trying to calm herself down and rationalize with the probably scared dragon. “Trust me; we nagged the doctors for hours and hours, demanding them do something than just watch. I am really sorry, Spike. I really am. There was just nothing anypony could do.”

“Well, what about magic?”

Twilight wanted to facehoof, as Spike’s unrelenting questions were driving her through the roof. He may have looked older, but she knew he was still a child on the inside; a child who still would not listen to reason. But again, she tried to rationalize with him, or rather challenge his stupidity. “Spike, what would of magic even do? We can’t close the hole because of the wings, and magic wouldn’t even work against your thick scales.”

“I guess,” moaned Spike with a moody tone, causing the unicorn to giggle and smirk.

The pony and dragon were currently strolling down the hospital’s long corridor, one that was leading them to a world of fantasy. To them, however, it would be their reality. Spike really wanted to elaborate more about his current conundrum, but he feared that if the wrong words were to be said, it could cause a stir in their friendship. He knew, deep down, that they really did try to save his life. But still, to know that close to nothing was done to save your life is quite the depressing topic. But Spike shook the past experience aside, as the famous motto goes, “what’s in the past, is in the past.” And Spike wasn’t the type guy to be angry at his very few friends.

The lavender twins were soon approaching the worn hospital doors. Twilight looked up to the drake with a smirk on her lips. “So, do you think you’re ready for what’s outside, the ’new life of Spike the dragon? ’” There wasn’t a letter in that sentence that wasn’t filled to the brim with sarcasm.

“Well, after all the stuff we’ve been through, I highly doubt what’s out there will be any different. Actually, with me being bigger and stronger, I could probably be of some assistance now.”

“Aw,” Twilight pouted, “but you’re already my number one assistant.”

“And now I can be your ‘super-duper number one assistant.’” Spike said like it were a sales pitch, both of them chuckling at the added words.

“Well, I’d be perfectly contented with just one number one,” said Twilight with honesty.

“I know you would,” Spike commented, but he couldn’t help but share what was on his mind. 

Spike took in a deep breath, as if what he was going to share carried some kind of weight. “It’s just, I can now  be more helpful at times I would just be useless, like I can be there to actually help save the day!” Spike was ready to brace the handle of the door, to feel the grip of metal in his claw, but before he could do so, he felt something nuzzling at his torso.

“Just remember, Spike” the nuzzling originated from Twilight, who spoke softly as ever, “we won’t think of you any differently now, we never once thought of you as useless before in the past, and never will.” Spike smiled at the comment, she was trying to be nice. But one word screamed in his head, and that was-

Liar.

Spike placed his claw on top of the handle, and pushing it down clockwise the door unlocked, as he pulled it open for his companion to walk through first. “I see you’re still the gentle drake as ever,” she commented, as she passed through the door. Spike followed suit, but he’d forgotten one thing.

He hadn’t seen the sunrays for a couple of days.

Spike swore his eyes had become blinded by the golden light, as he defensively raised a claw to tend to them, hoping it would block out the rays of light. He managed to, barely. “I see Celestia is still hard at work as ever,” Spike jokingly commented, earning a forced giggle from the magician as they walked out onto the dirt road. But upon mention of the goddess’s name, a thought appeared in Spike’s mind, just as his eyes adjusted to the new light. “So, how did Celestia take the news of my growing pains,” Spike expressed with air quotations, “anyway?”

I mean, one would think she would at least have given some advice for treating my wounds, or at least informing them everything would be alright.

“Well, you see Spike, there’s something I should’ve done, but didn’t,” her tone was of that of something meek, shame leaking out in every word. If Twilight had a mane like Fluttershy, she would be guaranteed trying to hide behind it.

“You didn’t inform her, did you?” Spike’s tone wasn’t accusing or, even angry; it was just tired like and honest. Like he had become accustomed to how she would act when her mentor was involved.

“No,” she sighed, “I didn’t,” she closed her eyes and shook her head; she said the words with shame and truthfulness. But at least she had the courage to look the drake in the eyes afterwards.

The drake wasn’t surprised, but he was at the very least irritated. It wasn’t because Celestia could have done something to save him, no; it was because, once again, his friend had lied to him.
“So much for saying Celestia doesn't matter when it comes to me.” Spike’s words came out harsher than he had intended them to be, but at last, they were true.

You see Spike; sometimes ponies prefer a sweet lie than the bitter truth.

Cole, I’m not really in the mood for quotes right now, how about some other time?

Spike was prepared to make his way home; he didn’t really regret the words, because he made some of his emotions known. So if they had to walk home in an awkward silence, then he would feel no qualms towards it. However, what he would feel some qualms for, is if the mare started tearing up before they could even embark on the adventure back home.

“Y-you must hate me now, d-don’t you?” her words were cracking, her eyelids were filling with tears, and Spike knew he was in a very bad situation.

Who said I even liked you in the first place?

“What? No, no!” Spike raised his claw as if he were being arrested. He then tried quickly to comfort her, but when he tried to embrace her she batted him away. She was going to make a bucking scene.

“Of course you do!” she accused, “I y-yelled at you when you were hurting, I didn’t even let you explain what really had happened.” The group of two were starting to receive a lot of questioning stares and glances, causing Spike to sweat profusely as he felt like they were making a play, and he was the bad guy everyone wanted to hate. 

Well Spike, you are a dragon.

Cole, I said no life lessons! And besides, y-you’re a dragon too!

Yeah, but at least I embraced my true nature.

“D-don’t worry about it, Twi!” Spike tried to shrug off in a stuttering manner. “We all get caught up in the moment and will refuse the truth. I mean, look at religion! And besides, I’ve experienced this a lot from working by your side all these years. So let’s just forget about it, okay!” Spike scared shitless. He never had been put on the spot light before. He once again tried to comfort her, only this time she actually looked him in the eyes.

“That doesn't make it any better, Spike. All that says is that I’ve been horrible to you all this time!” her two hooves were supporting the sides of her head, Twilight’s tone was still that of a cracking sad/despair, but now it appeared she was getting angry at the drake for trying to take her side. 

Is this how all mare’s act?!

“I mean, if it wasn’t for my selfishness, I could’ve got Celestia to save your life! You died because of my fault.”

Spike was now anxiously biting on his lower lip, his fangs threatening to pierce through them and withdraw some blood.  It was one of the only ways Spike could remain under control while under tremendous amount of pressure. “Well, we can’t be exactly sure Celestia could have done anything,” Spike had his claws clockwise and counterclockwise embracing one another, a trait Spike had when he was lying.

“How do you know Spike!” her tone was full of anger. “She is the closest to a God! She could have probably saved us from this whole mess.” Twilight was going into a phase of self-blame. And Spike was coming to realize that he may not be able to rescue her this time.

“You know, you’re not making it very easy to comfort you!”

“You shouldn’t be trying to comfort me! You should be yelling in anger at me!”

What in the hay is she going on about now!

Spike himself felt like he was going to cry, he was never expecting something like this from his ‘new life’.

“Oh no,” Twilight had calmed down, as a self-realization had dawned upon her, “you hate me so much, and you now have the physical body to run away and abandon me!” She was now crying hysterically, hitting her hooves at the drake’s chest at she kept repeating the words “don’t leave me, I’m sorry. Please don’t leave me, I’m sorry.” over and over again. Spike by this point, was wishing his death had stayed permanent, and now didn’t feel any prejudices against what had happened. 

I really hate all this emotional stuff, whined Spike in his head.

The scene Twilight had created was gaining more and more attention, and more looks of disgust were placed upon Spike.

He needed to comfort her and end this, now.

Spike looked around him, as if something in his environment would offer some sort advice. Upon noticing nothing around him that would be of much help, he did the one thing he had been trying to do this whole time. He hugged his best friend. She, like the first two times, was reluctant to give into the hug, struggling to escape from it. This was seen by a couple of stallions, who were more than eager to step in, because if one were save a helpless mare from a fearsome dragon that would make any male around town very popular with the females. But once they saw the mare give into the hug, they gave a sigh, and continued to watch from a distance, ready to strike if ever prompted to. While they were preparing themselves, Spike meanwhile was trying to calm the mare down.


“Shhh,” the drake soothed into her ear, “everything is going to be alright,” the dragon repeated those words multiple times, until her crying had died down. “I’m not angry; I’m not disappointed with you. If I ever was, I would’ve quit my job as number one assistant a long ago. Also, I would never run away from you again, you’ve already taught me the first time I attempted it that we will always be a family, and that we love each other no matter what happens, so the vice-versa should apply. I’ll never leave you Twi, until you tell me to leave, and when that does happen, I’ll start packing my bags and hit the road!” The mare giggled, and soon became comfortable with the drake, honestly believing his words.

Like you said Cole, sometimes ponies prefer a sweet lie.

You aright Spike, you seem a bit different.

What are you talking about Cole?

I…. never mind.

Please Cole, you and me both know we hate beings that don’t finish what they are saying.

I know, but the thought I have in my head, I’d rather keep it to myself.

Alright, fine then.

“D-do you really mean that Spike?” Twilight asked, as if a second cliché conformation would make his words truer.

“Of course Twi,” Spike lied, “I couldn’t be called your number one assistant otherwise.” She smiled at the words, using a hoof to bat any tears out of her eyes as she exited the hug.

“Feeling better?” 

“Very much. Thank you, Spike. I really needed that, I guess.”

The two smiled at one another, as they made their way back home, a place where Spike had been longing to return to. But upon walking, Spike felt the vibes Twilight was giving off; he mentally sighed, as he knew more emotional words were still to be said. He was going to start off first, but Twilight had beaten him to the punch.

“That must’ve been weird,” Twilight started, using this only to jump into something else.

“What? Waking up to a new body, to new wings? Having my best friend have emotional breakdown in the middle of the street? You’re going to have to narrow it down a bit, Twi.” Spike had narrowed his index claw and his thumb, speaking the words in a jokingly manner.

She giggled at Spike’s attitude. “The breaking down part, thank you very much,” she sarcastically responded back.

“Please, like that was the first break down you’ve ever had. Besides, to be honest, I was surprised we were in the hospital for me, and not your mental state.” Spike chuckled at the last two words.

Twilight was taken back, even murmuring a “Wow.”

Spike chuckled, “What?”

“You’ve made some jokes about me in the past-”

“Twilight flopple?”

“Right, but you’ve never gone that far.”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “What, I’ve grown up; so my comedy needs to take a step up too, it wasn’t too offense, was it?”

“Well, it was a little uncalled for, but funny nonetheless”

“Oh, well. Sorry, Twi. If it helps, I’m used to you having mental breakdowns, so what just had happened is no sweat. Just… try and keep to a minimal, and away from other sighting seeing eyes.”

“Don’t worry, I will. But still, you having me use to me having breakdowns doesn't exactly make me feel better.”

Spike raised his eyebrows, a smug smile playing at his lips. “Let me guess, you’re feeling like you’ve been a bad sister recently, aren’t you?” Spike had nailed it, as Twilight came a stop, a little dumbfounded by the dragon.

“How did you….”

“Know?” Spike said, his smug look increasing as he gazed down upon her. “Twi, I know you inside out. Not only that, with what had just happened, I would assume you would take some responsibility for my injuries.”

Before Twilight could say any words, or have another breakdown, Spike cut to the chase. “I know you may feel responsible, but you have really nothing to fret over. It’s not my fault nor is it your fault. Stuff like this just…. happens. If I don’t feel bad about it, then you shouldn’t feel bad about it either. What’s in the past stays there, sounds fair enough?”

“Wow, when did my little Spikey become wise?” Twilight had become a little smug herself for some reason.

“The day when his back burst open with wings.”

The duo kept walking to their destination, but Spike had unintentionally brought up a new topic that should be discussed.

“So Spike, what are you going to be doing with those wings?” Twilight questioned, even going as far as to quizzically look at the new strange object that used to harbor deep inside of the dragon.

“I don’t really know to be honest.” Spike said as he took a quick glance at his back. “One of these days I’m sure I’ll get someone to train me, but for the meantime I’m pretty sure there’s more important things we’re going to need to deal with.”

“I know that for sure,” contemplated Twilight. “But remember, just because you’re bigger, doesn't mean you’re going to stop doing your chores. And your bedtime stays the same!”

Spike broke out into a small laughter, his legs still moving. “I know Twi, I know.”

Twilight still felt uncomfortable with the new and bigger Spike, even though she’d previously said things weren't going to change, she knew she was lying. “Well, maybe we could extend your bedtime just a little bit.”

Spike chuckled. “Whatever you say Twilight, whatever you say.”






After the somewhat odd and awkward walk, the bestest of friends had returned back to their home, their nest of the woods if you would. Neither of them had really seen this place in the last few days, the main cause of this being the dragon. Spike was the first one to make it to the door, and held it open for the mare. She nodded a ‘thanks’, as both of them entered the premise. But for some reason, it felt like Spike had his breath taken away from him, as he stared in amazement around the establishment.

“Wow,” muttered Spike, “everything’s is just so…..”

“Different?” elaborated Twilight.

“Close, but not the words I’m looking for.”

“Odd?”

“Yes, but that’s not it.”

“Smaller?”

Spike snapped his fingers. “Jackpot,” he pointed his fingers down at her.

The mare giggled at the drake’s choice of words. “Alright Spike, I’m going to go upstairs quick to undo my saddle bags, will you be okay alone for a few minutes?”

“Of course Twi, I’m no longer a baby you know.”

“Please,” interjected Twilight, as she made her way upstairs, “you’re just a kid in an adult body.”

“What are you talking about? You’re all still teens!” Spike called jokingly out to the mare, as he took leisure around the familiar setting of his tree home. Upon gazing around, Spike noticed not a thing had changed. The floor where he spilled the coffee had now hardened against the wooden surface, as did the blood in the kitchen.

I see Twilight had no time to clean with me in the hospital. Celestia, it stinks in here.

Spike entered the kitchen, his claw covering his nose and mouth to defend him from the revolting smell. Even with the claw on the defense field, Spike still felt as if he was going to puke. He was quite surprised that the smell hadn’t loomed across the entire library.

Well, I’ve missed a couple of work days, might as well get back to work.

Spike, are you going to clean up your own blood?

Yeah, is something wrong with that?

No, it’s just… odd.

Tell me something that isn’t odd about today.

Spike, using a rubber band, tied a napkin to his face and flew an apron lace over his head, which rested upon the back of his neck, the apron covering his front scales. He then filed a nearby bucket with water from the tap, indulging it with a sponge. Then, grabbing a soap spray bottle, he got on his knees and began cleaning his own days old blood from the floors, walls and cupboards.





“Spike!” Twilight gleefully called out, “I’m done!”

The mare received no response, which worried her a bit. She called out once more.

“Spike?”

She was now trotting down the stairs, where she attempted to call out for the dragon one more time. “Spike, didn’t you hear me? I said I was-”

“Bloody murder! Bloody murder!” Spike called out repeatedly, scaring Twilight to death as she raced to the kitchen, where she believed the voice was originated from.

“Bloody murder! Bloody murder!”

The kitchen came into view, as did a tall and bloody Spike.

“Bloody-” Spike started, before his eyes came across Twilight, “Oh, hey Twi; have you finished unpacking?”

Twilight became dumbfounded once more, as she stared at the drake with an eye squinted. “What, what do you mean, ‘hey’? What’s going on! What happened?!”

“Oh,” Spike said nonchalantly, “I was cleaning the blood out of the kitchen, and thought this was the perfect opportunity to cry out bloody murder, did I trick ya?” All Spike got in return was a hoof to the arm, causing him to cry out in pain. “Hey! I’m still injured you know,” whined Spike, gripping the arm as if she had broken it.

“Why are you even cleaning the kitchen anyway?” 

“Got bored.”

The unicorn tucked her eyes and bit her two lips together, taking slow breaths before finishing off with a sigh. Upon open her eyes once more, a slight chuckle escaped her as a reminder came to mind. “Hey Spike?”

“Yeah, what is it?” 

“Can you do me a favor? I need you to go to Sugar Cube Corner and pick something up for me.”

“What! Come on, I just got out of the hospital, don’t I get a day off or something?” complained Spike, always looking for excuse to save his hide.

“If you’re well enough to clean up your own blood and pull a prank, then you should be well enough to make a small errand.” Spike was still reluctant to do so, as cleaning up his own body explosion had proved to be quite tiresome.

“I don’t know Twi, I’m actually quite tired.”

“Well, if you’re not feeling up to it…” Twilight really didn’t want to throw away what she had planned, but if he wasn’t feeling too good, she wouldn’t force him. Spike however just felt like, once again, Twilight laying a guilt trip on him.


“Nah, I’m up to it. Just a little tired, is all.” Spike hung up his bloody apron as he made his way to the door. “I hopefully won’t be out too long.” 





Today was a surprisingly hot day in Ponyville, this heat causing the citizens to find shelter in the shade, or to find a nice cold beverage to keep them hydrated. But if you weren't a wimp, then you just took the heat head-on, and walked on the street without complaining to your friends. Because trust me, they know it’s hot too.

Too bad I don’t really have friends to complain to.

Well…. you got me.

Oh yeah, that’s right! So Cole, this weather is-

Sorry Spike, I gotta…. er, run. I’ll catch you later though!

What do you mean run! You’re my imaginary friend who’s stuck in my head!

Spike dropped the discussion however, as he really didn’t have energy to rant today. All Spike wanted to do is go to Sugarcube Corner, get whatever item Twilight wanted, and then head home and go to sleep. Not so hard, right?

Upon arriving at the pastry shop, Spike noticed from the window that the lights were out.

Please don’t tell me they're closed.

Spike noticed at the door, there was a small note reading:

Sugar Cube Corner shall be closed until tomorrow morning, we are deeply sorry if we upset you with this news.
-Pinkie

P.S. For Spike’s eyes only! If you’re not Spike, then look away! Unless you have his eyes, then I suppose you can read the note as well as I did state earlier Spike’s eyes were allowed to look.

Hello Spike, Twilight told me you were coming today. So if you are indeed Spike, the dragon Spike, and not a pony named Spike, then come on inside! But if you’re dragon Spike that got turned into pony Spike, then you’re fine as well.

Thank Celestia for this not being for nothing.

Spike, upon reaching the door, could hear the confusing, snickering voices. Spike typically wasn’t a nosy being, but he was a being doomed by his own curiosity. Unable to resist, he put his head lightly against the door, to better hear the muffled voice. He still couldn’t pick up on what they were talking about; all he could assume was there was at least two to three ponies inside, sitting in the dark. Spike retreaded his head, as he knocked lightly on the door.

“H-hello?” Spike called out to behind the door, “it’s… a…. me, S-spike. Twilight said you had an item for her? Or, y-yeah, an item, or something. Is it cool… if I… come in?”

Nice job not sounding pathetic Spike. 

The snickering appeared to have died down, as a clearing of a throat was heard. “Of course Spike!” Spike assumed the voice that had just spoken was Pinkie responding to his plea. “It’s in here. So just come on in!” 

Spike was confused with the odd behavior, and kinda sensed what may have been behind the door. But nonetheless, he had a task to do, and he couldn’t call himself Twilight’s number one assistant if he didn’t go and retrieve that item.

Spike gripped the door, and slowly opened the door. He kinda wished he had a flashlight to shed light into the place, for all he knew the voice he had been talking to where ghost of his friends. But even if he knew the ghosts were in there, he would need some kind of sucker to suck them all. Perhaps a modified vacuum would do.

What am I even going on about now?

Upon entering the establishment, Spike noticed the place was now pitch black; the window current’s had been lowered upon his entry, scaring him even more.

I never thought a place as bright as this would ever become this dark.

Spike tried looking around, squinting his eyes so he could see better. He could make out in the distance the forms of many ponies. Spike’s eyes widened, as his mind came to a conclusion. He sighed, and closed his eyes.

Oh, son of a-

“SURPRISE!” The light shone on, and the excited yelling of many ponies was  heard. Even though Spike was expecting it, he was so shocked by the sudden noise and light that he literally jumped in the air and snapped to were the source of his attackers were. Upon his eyes adjusting, he noticed that all his friends were here, as well as some other noteworthy ponies like Big Mac and Sweetie bell.

“Er, s-sorry guys, it’s just me,” lamely said Spike, as he looked around for the item.

I didn’t even inquire what this item is! Even in a new body my mind is useless.

“I’m sure the pony you’re going to surprise will be here soon though,” Spike expressed with his index claw.

“Uh, Spike. This party is for you, dummy,” announced Rainbow Dash, approaching the drake with a smirk. Spike was confused, quizzically closing his right eye. “Me, why would anypony throw me a party?” Rainbow Dash had taken on the same expression as the drake. “How dense are you? We’re throwing you a party for your return! Not only that, who else would we be throwing a ‘welcome back party’ for?” Spike threw his arms in the air. “How am I supposed to know! You know how many guests we get a week in this crazy town!?” Most of the ponies assumed he was taking on a joking act, and chuckled at his little performance.

I still don’t get it, they never really threw me any parties expect on my birthday, and then after the whole monster incident, they had to cancel those too. So why throw me a party for something so meaningless? 

“Are you a hundred percent sure it’s for me?” Spike inquired quizzically once more.

Dash giggled, hovering in the air and giving Spike a good ol’ noggie. “Of course it is stud, welcome back!” Even while his scaly head was being attacked, Spike looked down and chuckled, a smile going along with it. “Thanks guys, I don’t really know what to say. It means a lot to me,” Spike raised his eyebrows, scrunching his forehead, “it really does,” he said with a nod.

“We know you appreciated it bud,” agreed Dash, “but don’t be getting all emotional on us. You still got a lot of catching up to do.” Spike nodded in agreement, as the two separated way, Spike going off to go greet his guest and thank them for coming.

The typical party bull-





“What if I were to tell you that I have a time machine?”

“I’d probably believe you,” Spike responded tiredly, his clawed hand supporting his chin as he sat at a distant table, away from everyone else who appeared to be having a good time; everypony’s happiness causing the drake to exhale a somewhat depressed sigh.

To think, this party was to honor me.

“Really? Just like that,” he somehow made a snapping sound “you’d believe me?” the odd stallion questioned, confused, his hairstyle being a unique one around these parts. Sometimes, Spike wished he could have cool hair, or at the very least be a pony. 

I mean, if I’m ever going to stand a chance of getting Rarity, I’d have to be that elegant pony that she so desires. 

To bad that’s nearly impossible.

Damn…

Spike gripped his plastic cup filled with a non-alcoholic beverage, and gave himself a mini toast/cheers, before downing the entire cup. “I mean yeah. You get nothing if you lie to me, and from what I hear, you’re a pretty honest guy. I’d say you could be a contender for the element of honesty!” Spike had said those words a bit too loud, luckily the room was filled with so much noise that it died it out. Still, Spike closed in on the stallion. “Don’t let Applejack hear that though, pretty sure she’d tie me up and make me take that back.”

Spike grabbed the liter of pop, and began once again draining the liquids into his cup.

Spike’s behavior today matched that of a tipsy pony, even though he hadn’t had a sip of alcohol. “I still don’t get it, to you, isn’t time travel seem impossible to you?” 

Spike this time, had grace when he drank, only taking a sip of his drink. “Well yeah, but it only seems impossible. I could make the agreement of magic here, but that’s been done too many times in these types of fields. So I’ll use this.” The stallion had closed in on Spike, leaning his head forward to better hear his words. “If there is really a god, who created these lands and everything, then who or what created it? Then, what created the thing that created the thing. The same thing could go on forever and ever, that’s why you have to come to the following, sometimes things may not make sense, but yet it can happen. I may not know how time travel works, but that’s not mean its just fiction. Well, that’ my philosophy at least, take it or leave it. Some things you can’t understand, but yet they can work.”

The stallion sat back in his chair, thinking over the words till a smile appeared, and a chuckle was released. “Thanks Spike, for your time. I hope we meet again, and I hope I meet more beings just like you. Just, make sure you still try to question everything, or else you may find yourself tied up in a religion.” The stallion got up from his chair and bid Spike farewell, giving off that goodbye nod as he left the party and the party boy.

Who was that stallion?

I don’t know, but he was the only one to really welcome me back and take interest to what I had to say.

Spike looked off into where the crowd was, everyone having a drink and releasing a laugh. Instead of sighing this time, he actually smiled; because of him, everyone was having a good time with one another as Spike sat alone in the corner and watched. Even with a new body, even supposedly starting a new life, the way things were going to go for him was to always remain the same.

Well, at least I can do a little bit more good now.

Spike finished his drink once more, and pondered if that should be it for the night. He was pretty sure he could leave and no one would notice, plus he could clean up that mess of a library and still get a decent amount of shut eye before the next morning. Or just stay here, alone. He decided on leaving to be the better option, but as soon as he sat up from his chair, he was approached by a cyan coated female.

“Hey ‘Ya Spike, how are you enjoying your party? Pretty wicked, am I right?” Spike chuckled at the mare’s usually cocky attitude. “Yeah, I’m having the biggest blast sitting her in the corner alone.” complained Spike, causing Dash to sigh and lower her head, shaking it in a tired way. “Spike, if you didn’t want to sit alone, you should’ve got up and hung out with us, rather than sitting in a corner and complaining about sitting in a corner.”

Haha! She’s got you there, Mr. ‘problematic teenager’!

“Alright, fair enough, you got me there,” admitted Spike to his wrongs, something only few beings could do. But still, Spike wasn’t feeling the most sociable on a day like today, but just as he was about to announce his departure, loud music came on, signaling the dancing part of the party was just about to begin. “Hey Spike, care to dance?” asked Dash, as if it were nothing.

Wait, what?

“What do you mean, dance?” inquired Spike, not understanding what the pegasus was intending. 

“Uh, you know, dance? I don’t know how more I can simplify this.” Spike pinched his temple. “No, I mean why do you want to dance?”

Especially when Rarity’s over there all by her own! Now’s my chance to get a dance!

What kind of dance?

I’m willing to take any kind or form.

“Please, I’m just using it as a way to talk to you. What else would I do it for?” she wasn’t blushing at all, meaning she found no romantic interest in it. Spike bet the thought hadn’t even occurred to her, but he didn’t know why he felt slightly hurt.

“So, yes or no?” Dash had her head tilted slightly clockwise, as she waited impatiently for his answer.

Spike’s eyes were constantly darting between Rainbow Dash and Rarity; he had to make a choice, and he had to make it now. Some pegasus who just wanted to chat, or the unicorn of his dreams who he had a chance to dream with. “Are you sure what you have to say is important?” Spike asked nervously, this being harder on him then when he had to deal with Twilight’s breakdown.

Dash quizzically looked up at the nervous dragon. “Uh, yeah? Kinda, I guess? You dancing or what?” Spike clutched his eye as he took a deep breath through his nostrils. “Sure.”

Buuuuuck.

The two made their way onto the place they presumed the dancing would occur, Spike’s eyes still watching Rarity. Only a couple seconds later, she became swooned over, many young colts were asking the lady to a fine, elegant dance.

I swear to Celestia none of them better hit it off.

Spike tried clearing his head of the thoughts that could occur, as he rested his eyes on the mare that had asked him to a dance. She looked up to him and gave him a smirk, as she got on to two hooves and offered another two for the drake for support. “I’m still never going to get over the fact that you’re bigger and stronger than me.” This caused the drake to chuckle. “Yeah, but at least you can say you’re much faster than me.” She giggled and smiled. “Yeah, I guess I got that huh.”
The music started to play, it was a type of warm up dance song to get the party started and it gave a good beat to step to. 

“You know,” Spike started, “I’ve never really danced with somepony else before.” The mare tilted her head right and shrugged her shoulders. “Same here, but it’s quite simple, I guess. Just stay at one another’s pace and try to keep with the beat.” Spike titled his head back and gave a somewhat surprised look. “That’s a pretty good analysis.” 

“Well, it’s just a really basic idea.” The two kept keeping with the beat; and for amateurs, they were pretty good. They weren't the best, and they weren't the worst. They were just a neutral couple.

“So why did she call me out here anyway?” pondered Spike. As much as he wouldn't admit it, he was actually having a good time, but Spike was a creature that was doomed by his curiosity. 

But I can’t simply just broach the topic, time for a segway!

“So,” Spike started up, “you said this was your first time dancing, does that mean I’m your first then?” The mare elicited a giggle. “Come on now Spike, careful with your words.”

What does she…. ohhh, come on!

Ha, I forgot how awesome Rainbow Dash could be!

Don’t let her hear that, or else we’ll be listening to her boast for weeks to come.

Spike cheeks, even though he was a dragon, meaning it should be close to impossible to do so, heated up. He sighed, but smiled at the same time. “You know, I don’t remember you saying jokes that dirty before.”  

“Of course I have!” she stated proudly, for…. some reason. “We just didn’t do it around you, y’know, because you were a baby and all.” Spike chuckled. “Thanks for being so considerate,” said Spike sarcastically. 

Silence overtook them once more, the song coming to an end, and a faster energetic song came on, causing Dash to return to all four legs.

She’s not bringing up what she wanted to ask. Buck it, I’ll just go for it.

“So, Dash.” 

“Yeah Spike?” She responded, almost oblivious to him at the moment, she was staring off at something.

For crying sakes, she’s the one that invited me out, you’d think she would have just tiniest bit of concern to care for her guest than rather stare off at someone else.

Easy Spike, you’re starting to sound like one of those nobles.

“You said that you wanted to say something to me, and used this ‘dance’ as a disguise to do so.” Her attention snapped back to him once he had mentioned the true intentions of the dance. “Well, I wouldn’t exactly say disguise, kinda makes us sound like secret agents, don’t you think?” Rainbow Dash’s way of interpreting things was certainly unique, and irritated Spike off to no end. “Dash, what is it you wanted to talk about, you know I could’ve been dancing with Rarity this whole time.” Spike wasn’t in the mood for this kind of attitude. The way he saw it,Dash said he could never achieve her because he was still a kid. Now, he was a grown dragon that was fully cable of containing a relationship, and now was the perfect time to spring a plan to capture the white mare’s heart. But he unintentionally had lacerated another. “Gee, sorry ‘Mr. Grown up,” Dash said in an irritated tone.

“Whatever, what is it you wanted to say?” Spike’s tone was that of annoyed and tired. He really just wanted go home about now.

Rainbow Dash, however, was still strung on Spike’s previous statement, and decided to get to the bottom of it. “Well, to be fair Spike. You are still are dancing with a mare.”

“Not really.”

And then, the small argument was going to turn into a big spat.

Dash made befuddled/exasperate facial expression at the dragon; how he had started acting was totally uncool. “What do you mean by ‘not really’?” her tone full of anger.

“What I mean is that there is no romantic interest in this dance, whereas if I were to be dancing with Rarity, we’d could catch up and possibly hit it off.” The prospect caused the blue mare to laugh in his face. “Really, Spike the dragon, getting the girl of his dream in a night. Please, don’t make me die of laughter.” Dash was starting to piss off Spike to no end, this evidently beginning to show through the steam escaping from his nostrils. “I don’t believe I asked for your opinion,” Spike had said in a blunt and sore loser way.  She only looked up at him and smiled. “Sorry, I say it as it comes.”

You know, I wish I could have that time machine and decline ever dancing with this crude, tomboy mare.

Wow Spike, nice comeback.

“And going back to your previous statement, what makes you think I wouldn’t have a romantic interest in this. Well, I guess no mare would ever fall for a dragon, especially Rarity,” her words far beyond insulting, going as far as callous for the drake’s feelings.

Oh, so you want a good comeback!? Here’s a good one then.

Spike gave a cold smirk, his words coming out even colder from his brisk lips. “The reason why I said that is because of those wonderful rumors I hear about you Dashie. No, not the good ones, like you ever making it to the Wonderbolts. But the one’s that say you play for the other team!” Spike started becoming presumptuous, his comeback just getting started. “And I just don’t mean hockey! Why would a female lover, ever fall for such a handsome and dapper dragon? I mean, everyone knows what kind of dice you like to spin Dash. I mean, your mane is a rainbow, so it would be quite obvious.” 

Spike didn’t know why, but he just felt so…. good! Like he was having an adrenaline rush, that he had kicked his bully right in the face, and he still wanted to give more blows. Bending down, he whispered to the mare. “So, the next time you want to go down on me, I’ll fire back like a cannon. Let’s face it Dash, you couldn’t beat me when I was big dragon, and you can’t beat me now. So go, run along to your mare friend. Oh, wait, you have no one to cry to Dash, not even your friends trust you, or even like you. They only have to deal with you because without you, the elements would be useless.” Spike returned to his full height, as he beamed down on the pitiful rainbow. From what Spike could tell, her eyes were watery, but she was keeping back any tears, emotion held aside. 

“N-ni-nice co-ome bac-k Spi-ke. R-eelly g-got me the-re,” her voice was cracking, the words stuttering, she was sent into a turmoil as she began to hurry off. 

“Hey ,Dash!” Spike called out meanly, and surprisingly, she turned to look at him. “While you may be able to hold back your tears, you voice tells me. I, win.” Then, he saw it; one watery line began to roll down her face.

Cole, once you saw that one line, you’ve known you won.

With Dash presumably rushing off to the bathroom to cry, Spike dusted his claws off, as if he had earned a victory, cleaning himself up and giving himself a pat on the back. He rubbed his claws together, as he looked to the left of him, to where all his friends stood. 

“Oh, hey girls, how are you enjoying the party?” he sounded so smug at this moment, and Celestia did he feel good. Like this was the true meaning of the word pleasure.

“Spike,” Twilight had her eyes and voice stern on the guilty dragon, she was breathing heavily, “you’ve done a very horrible thing, and I want you to go apologize to her, right now.”

Spike felt like he was hurt, that someone had stuck in an arrow into his small every beating heart. “What, little ol’ me?” he spoke in a baby manner. “What could I of ever done to make you fret?” Spike felt like in a play, and he was the lead star for once!

“Spike, this is no time to be joking.”

Oh no, the setting has been changed to that of a court, and I must defend my innocence!

“Well, then this must be a time to be serious!” Spike shouted to the roof, raising his claws in the air before returning his attention to elements. 

“Spike, shut up and go apologize, now,” demanded Applejack, going as far as taking one menacing step towards the poor dragon.

“No no no, I think you’ve got it wrong. If you were here to witness what had happen you would-”

“Spike,” Twilight interrupted, very angry, “I don’t care what she may have said or done, you acted in a manner that cause one of your friends-”

“She’s not my friend.” Spike injected, his feelings having been mauled.

“I don’t care what she may have done to you! I want you to go say sorry, now!” Twilight screamed, most of the ponies’ attention focusing on the current conundrum while ignoring the music and the jam.

Aright, now this is enough, I can see I somewhat acted wrong, but I should be allowed to explain myself.

“Twilight,” Spike started more calmly, losing the douche attitude, “let me explain what happened first-”

“I don’t care what happened!”

That’s it.

“Remember what happened the last time you didn't let me explain! My back exploded! And I died! All thanks to you! So shut and let talk, you dumb, ignorant, cayuse!

Where the buck are you getting these words, it’s like you’re entire personality is changing. 

“This is your fault to begin with, forget me apologizing to Dash, you should be apologizing to me! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be a kid, in an adult’s body!”

The music stopped, all eyes were set on the play, and the falling action was beginning to start. The lavender mare locked up and then, typical for a female, began to cry, rushing away from public eyes.

Oh you poor thing. Spike sarcastically thought.

“Spike, leave. Now.” demanded the enraged orange mare once more, she was giving him free pass to leave, and he was more than willing to take it.

Hitting his two claws against his chest, he made a peace sign, shouting “I’m out!” before reaching the doors. “Oh boy, you know what I love to do Cole! Clean up my own death scene, hurray!”

And then, Spike left his own party. If he would’ve left sooner, none of this would’ve occurred.