As Spike matures, so do his feeling for Rarity, as well as his drinking problem
As Spike matures, so do his feeling for Rarity, and his drinking problem as well. After a few nights at the local pub Spike finally tries his luck with Rarity, kind of.
This is just an extended version of my previous writing,expect more
I don't make claims to the Fray's song :You Found Me: nor do I claim Hasbro's My Little Pony as my own.
Chapter 1 It was a cold, rainy day in Ponyville, the overcast and fog giving it a sad look. Spike, the local dragon was just waking up at 2 in the afternoon. "Ugh, guess I gotta wake up now" he said, rubbing his emerald colored eyes. He pushed a few empty bottles of whiskey off of his chest. As he stood up he winced, "Gah, freaking hangover". He had been having a hard time lately, between his still unnoticed feelings for a certain snow white unicorn and his new, less friendly appearance. Spike was now an adolecent, approximately 13 years old. Twilight Sparkle, his surrogate mother, gave him his own room by now. After all, at a length of 5 feet, he was much too large for his old basket. He walked over to his closet and opened a bottle of vodka, with a few swigs he set it back down. "That should help it" he said, already feeling the hangover begin to recede, he let out a big sigh, 'Rarity.' she was the only pony that he had ever thought of as anything more than a friend. He was feeling really conflicted lately. For as long as he could remember, he never really minded being single, but now his feelings for Rarity had been getting deeper and deeper. As he walked over to his door, he heard a knock. "Spike? Are you awake yet?" it was Twilight, Spike cracked the door a little. "Yeah, what's up Twi?" "Spike, I'm worried about you" she held up an empty bottle of Gin, "Now be honest, have you been drinking?" "Yeah, maybe a little too much." he said, remembering his hangover. "Spike, this won't help whatever problem you're having." "Who said I have any problems?" "Well, you've been drinking a bit too much, you're sleeping past noon and you haven't gone to Rarity's in days." "Rarity can take care of herself, I'm a dragon, we sleep alot, and so what if I drink?" he retorted. "Spike, are you sure you're ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine..." "Ok, well I need you to help me organize the books today." "Sure, I'll be out soon" He closed the door gently and walked over to his nightstand. "*sigh* Well, time to buck up Spikeo." The day went rather uneventfully, a couple schoolfillies came in getting books for research papers, Applejack needed a few books on home distilling moonshine, and by about five o'clock, the library was closed. "Twi, you mind if I go out for a little?" "Sure Spike, just be careful, and if you go drinking, take it easy?" "Yeah, see you later Twilight." He walked out the door and into the main square. 'Rarity, why can't you see how I feel for you? Is it because I'm a dragon? Am I just not good enough for you? Do you already have a coltfriend? Why can't I be good enough?' he sighed as he opened the door to McDaniels' pub, the regulars were all there, Soarin, Doc Whooves, and of course the pub's namesake Feinien McDaniels. "Oi, Spike me boyo, come on up to the bar and have a drink!" the freindly green bartender said, pouring 4 shots of vodka for the downtrodden group and himself. Feinien was like Pinkie, never in a bad mood. Always quick with a joke. "Hey Soarin, Doc. How've my best buds been?" he said, depression plain in his voice. "I think you can tell," Soarin said "Lemme guess, a mare right?" "Spot on bud." he said, pulling a picture of Rainbow Dash from his jumpsuit pocket. "Her name's Dash, Rainbow Dash." Spike grinned, "Well, I wish you luck with that one, how 'bou you Doc?" "Well, I keep wanting to ask Ditzy, but I just can't, you know how I am with mares." True enough, Doc had never been a lady killer "Never say never Doc." Fenien said. With that they all downed their shots, "How about you Spike, what's got ye down?" Feinien was always good with reading people, but that was his job after all. "Well, I really like this mare, and it's been 10 years since we met, and every day I've been attending to her every wish. But she just can't see the way I feel aout her, or she just doesn't want to say that she'll never love me back." His eyes began to water. "You know Spike, some ponies drink to solve their problems, at least that's what I do" Soarin said. The night went on, the pub' bussiness was slow anyway but Feinien had switched the sighn to closed about 3 hours early so they could drink in private and try to have a good time. And a good time they had, until about midnight they all drank, and drank, and drank. before too long they were all too drunk to walk straight. The night went on with long bursts of laughter as they remembered the good times they had, and made jokes about everything.
"So this mare, her name is Rainbow Dash,"Soarin said, slurred, "She's just amazing. She's hot, single, obsessed with the Wonderbolts, and undeniably, the coolest pony in Equestira." "Really, well does she have time travelling muffins?" The Doctor said "No, does your mare?"
"Yeah, keep this quiet, but Ditzy and I go time travelling together and she makes one hell of a muffin." "You, travel through time, horse shit." Feinien said. "Yeah, how would you do it anyway?" Spike concurred, slurring as the others had.
Feinien poured another round of vodka shots, one with scotch for the doctor, "So Spike, what about your mare? She have a name boiyo?"
"Yeah, her names Rarity, she's the most beautiful mare, and she makes the most amazing dresses." Spike said with a sigh. "I actually have a picture of her,"he said digging through his vest's pocket. When he finally found the picture he showed it to the group. Feinien took a long look at it. "I've seen her in here before mate, she loves the exquisite stuff, you know, martinis and such." " No surprise there, she dreams of moving to Canterlot, in fact she was seeing a price once, she dumped him after the first night though. As it turns out some royalty actually look down on us 'humble villagers'" the group shared another drunken laugh at the sarcasm. "Go get her champ," the friendly bartender said "Yeah, not much to lose there." The Doctor said in agreement. "Why not right Spike?" Soarin said
"Well, what if she says no, but not just no, something like' No and now I cannot stand to talk to you anymore so I am leaving town.'?"Spike's fears got the best of him finally, now feeling like everypony in Equestria was watching in on his conversation. "Well Spike, if she were to say something like that, she really wasn't worth the trouble in the first place." Feinien in all his wisdom said. "Well, it's a little too late to do it tonight don't you think?" Spike asked, rhetorically of course. "If it were me I'd do it right now" Soarin was beyond drunk now, his head moved back and forth constantly. "I don't see why not." The Doctor said.
"Aright, sompony stand me up, I'm going to do this shit RIGHT NOW." Spike stated despite the late hour and his inebriation he now felt determined to ask her. Feinien helped him stand up and gave him a playful push out the door "Go get her tiger." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Spike wandered the streets of Ponyville in an attempt to find the Carousel Boutique, which doubled as Rarity's home. On any normal day Spike would instinctively know the place, eyes closed and arms tied behind his back. But with the intense inebriation he now had, it was much harder to do.
"What am I am going to tell her, Rarity I know that I'm completely drunk but I want you to know-" "Want me to know what Spike?" Rarity said from behind the young, purple drake, taking him by complete surprise. "Rarity?! When did you show up?" "About half of a minute ago, and are you really...." "Drunk? Well you see, ummm, well, yeah I'm shit faced." he slurred "Spike, why have you been drinking?" she said in a concerned tone "Because, I think I may be in love." he said, still too afraid to say it to her face. "Well that's no reason to be getting drunk and wandering the streets. Why don't you come sober up at my house and tell me all about this filly problem of yours?" "Sure Rarity, I'd love to." he said with a gulp, nearly choking on his words.
The two walked to Rarity's boutique, silent all the way. Spike, still nervous to say anything held the door for the beautiful unicorn as she trotted into her home. "How would you like some tea Spike?" "Tea sounds great right about now." Spike replied. "So who is this mare who has you so enticed?" "Well, I think you know her, so it's probably best if I didn't tell you." "Fair enough I suppose." She said, "Well, can I get a description at least?"
"She's the most beautiful, generous, and kindest pony in all of Equestria, and probably one of my best friends." he said, still trying not to give away the fact that the mare he was describing was in fact in the room with him. "Well, I can see why you would have feelings for her then, so I take it you feel for her on not only her physical features, but her personality as well?"
"Oh yeah, every time I see her I feel like I could just faint, to me, and probably to everypony else in Equestria, she is absolutely flawless, a bit dense, but even the most pristine diamond has it's flaws if you look hard enough." 'Damnit, diamond was the biggest possible hint I could have given her, STUPID STUPID STUPID!' he thought. "Well, perhaps she isn't as dense as you think, maybe her seemingly hard outer shell, is nothing but her trying to disguise her true feelings. Do you see her often?" With that Spike's heart began to race, he felt faint and his face began to go pale. "Only in dreams." he said, passing out on Rarity's love seat. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The night passed for Rarity with a bit off tossing in her silk sheets, still trying to figure out who Spike's mystery lover was. After all, there were plenty of teenage fillies in Ponyville, and thanks to Sweetie Belle she knew plenty of them. 'Could it be Sweetie Belle? After all, I did raise myself, and I am the element of Generosity, however, actually she fits the description on the dot. And Spike does seem to rarely see her. Hmmmmm' she wondered the seemingly endless possibilities of who this mare or filly was. by the time she finally fell asleep she had given up on her guessing and decided it would simply be best to ask him directly in the morning. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Belive me I'm not trying to make her sound stupid, only as dense as the diamonds she uses in her daily routines. Stay tuned for more in a few days, after all, if you read the original you know what's coming soon
Spike woke up the next morning in the same place as he passed out the previous night, and for once he found breakfast laid out for him,his first thought was 'What the hay did I do last night?' not recognizing the living room of the boutique, after a few minutes of rubbing his eyes he finally realized just where he was. 'Oh Celestia, I need to get outta here'.
As he tried to stand up the loveseat made a loud creak, alerting Rarity to Spike's conciousness. "Spike, it's good to see that you're awake now." she said making her way into the living room, "I simply must know, if I know her that is." "Ohhh trust me, you know her. But it was a stupid thought anyway, she'd never want a date with me." Spike said glumly, assuming Rarity knew by now. "I wouldn't be so sure Spike, in fact I think I may know just who she is, and I'm sure she would be delighted to have a date with you." Spike's head perked up at this,"You're going to give me a chance?" "Of course my little Spikey Wikey, why wouldn't I, you've done so much for me as it is, the least I could do is set somthing up for you.Meet her tonight at the park, five o'clock sharp." "You can bet I'll be there Rarity, and thank you so much for this." he said, walking out of the living room and finally out of the boutique. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
After the long night at Rarity's, Spike rushed home to Twilight, and her soon to be fury. After all, he was out all night, presumably (in Twilight's mind) drinking and getting into all sorts of trouble with his friends, although it wouldn't be the first time he came home from an all night drinking binge. As Twilight waited angrily in the front room, expecting a still depressed and certainly hung-over drake to come through the door at any minute, she began to wonder what could be taking him so long to return.
All of the sudeen the door flung open to reveal an exited, barely hung-over Spike with a big grin spread across his draconic face. "And where have you been mister?" Twilight asked sternly. "Oh the usual, drinking, smoking, and getting a date with tonight with the most beautiful unicorn in town." he said jokingly. "Oh and I suppose you've been- whaaaaaaat?" she said in a rather 'derpy' voice as the dragon made his way up the stairs of the library. "Yeah, I finally asked her and now we've got a date tonight in the park." he said, leaving the lavender mare dumbstruck. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Spike turned on the bathtub faucet for a nice warm soak in the water, after all, he didn't want to smell like booze for Rarity, and their date was only a few hours away. Spike wanted to look his absolute best for the mare of his dreams, and he couldn't do that if he didn't bathe properly, what with Rarity being such a high class mare and all.
'What comes next after this? What if something goes horribly wrong?' Spike thought, imagining of the worst case scenario, which really was only that Rarity would think he was just another jerk like Blueblood, of course she despised him after that night, but Spike was nothing like that jerk, he would be kind, courteous, and most of all, smooth. Everything Twilight had ever tried to instill in him since he could talk.
With his horrible worst case scenario behind him Spike stepped out of the tub to make sure his spines and scales were straight, and for the peice d' resistance, the bowtie Rarity made him for the Gala years ago. Suprisingly enough, it fit him better than on the night it was intended for. Soon enough he would be on his first date with his dream mare. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yes, here it comes, or is it? Sorry for the half-length chapter but I wanted to give the update ASAP
Chapter 3.5 (what I didn't include in chapter 3 but should have)
You Found Me- Chapter 3.5(everything I was to hurried to add
As Spike walked down the steps of the Ponyville Public Library he took a look at the clock, it was 4:32, about twenty-eight minutes until his special date with Rarity. He wanted to make sure that Rarity wasn't going to get there before he did, so on the way down he grabbed his bag of bits, his hat, and said goodbye to Twilight. "Later 'Twi" he called, but there was no answer, "Twi?Twilight?" the house seemed empty, all except the wise owl who was sitting on his perch. "Hey Owlouicious, do you know where Twilight is?" "Hoo." "Twilight, you know the mare who owns this place." "Hoo" "Twilight Sparkle" "Hoo"
"TWILIGHT!" "Hoo" "Spike? Sorry I must have fallen asleep again." The lavender mare said "I just wanted to tell you that I'm heading out for my date a little bit early" he said "And you," he said pointing to Owluicious, "This is Twilight" Twilight giggled a little as Spike waked out the door of the library to his wonderful date with his wonderful mare.
As Spike made his way out of the library, he noticed a certain feeling in his stomach. A feeling he had never had before. It was like the whole world was watching him, like if he messed up this date then the world was going to collapse on him and he would fall into the deepest abyss in the history of Equestria. It was the most intense feeling of his nerves getting to him. Even with this feeling, Spike moved forward, increasing his pace toward the park where he was to meet his dream mare, Rarity.
As much as he wanted Rarity to love him in the same way he loved her, he knew that this date was probably out of pity. As though she knew of his feelings all along, abused those feelings, and then felt guilty all o the sudden, making her do this for him.
He shuddered at the very thought, 'No, Rarity would never betray somepony like that.' he thought, though the realization came to him, 'She would never do that to somePONY, but I'm no pony, I'm a dragon. What if that would really make a difference, what if she really hates me, what if she agreed to do his to turn me into the laughing stock of Equestria?' Again he shuddered. If this really was all a joke then he would need to hide in the library forever, never coming out again, until he had the wings and size to live with the other dragons of he world.
Spike's heart rate increased noticeably, even externally those who looked in his direction knew he was scared. As he tried to calm himself, he saw the doctor, running through town...not to say that was an unusual sight. From out of nowhere he heard somepony yell," Allons Y!" as another tan earth pony ran after he doctor, in fact, these two shared a cutie mark, nearly everything about them was the same, save that the second was wearing a long, wool knit scarf. The two disappeared into an alley, and there was a burst of blue light. After which the doctor came walking triumphantly out of the alley and over to Spike.
"So how's my scaly mate doing?"the doctor said with a grin.
"Words can't describe it Doc, in about half an hour, I'm going to be in a date with my dream mare."
"Good to see that the timeline is in- er good to see that you finally asked her" the doctor mumbled, trying to cover his error.
"It's just strange to think that this is really happening doc."
"You asked her, what did you expect, aside from a denial. Actually, that means I won the pool!"
"Well actually, she kind of asked me... what pool?" Spike said, purposely omitting certain details, such as the fact that no question was ever truly asked by him with the words 'Rarity would you go on a date with me?' in it, but Spike was sure that it was implied. After all, she said she would give him a chance.
"Well Soarin said you would chicken out, Feinien said that she would say no, and I was the only one who said you'd get a date with her. Of course I didn't add who would ask whom, so that means I still win!"
"Thanks for believing in me doc, but I still want to get there early enough for our date." Spike said as he began to turn back towards the park.
"Right, well I have Daleks to tend to anyway, so cheerio." the doctor said as he gallivanted off on another adventure.
Spike continued down the road, after all, with the park still half of a mile away, he didn't want anything else to make him late, let alone a run in with a certain pink-
"Hiya Spike!" Pinkie Pie said 'For the love of-' "Hey Pinkie." he replied, hiding his annoyance from the overzealous party pony.
"Where are you going all spiffed up?" she asked. "Just down to the park." "So who's the hot date?" she asked with her uncanny ability to know things beyond comprehension. "Just the mare of my dreams" Spike said, trying to hint that he was in a bit of a rush (via body language) "Speaking of mares, where is Twilight tonight?" "Where else, studying at the library." "Thanks Spike, and have a good time with this filly you're chasing!" she added before bouncing off in her usual manner. Spike nodded and kept walking.
When he finally reached the park he sat on the only unoccupied bench and lit a cigarette. Thanks to his natural ability to breath fire and it's green tint, the ashes glowed with an emerald color. As he drew on the smoke he had a wave of calm wash over him. Though his previous attempts to stop had been futile, he was down to three per day, and now down to two. 'Rarity would probably be so pissed to find out that I smoke.' though the assumption had no real ground. As time passed, and their date time got nearer, Spike again grew anxious, but he was suddenly comforted by a sweet voice behind him.
"Hi Spike!" it said, Spike turned around to see Sweetie Belle in a beautiful hoof stitched dress with emeralds and sapphires sewn in, the emeralds matching the color of both Spike's spines and his eyes. "Hey Sweetie Belle, what's up?" he asked trying to be polite, while also trying to cover his own reasons for being there. "Rarity set me up with some kind of blind date. He's supposed to be here in about five minutes." Spike checked his watch, he still had five minutes as well 'Maybe Rarity set up a double date.' he thought to calm himself. "So what's up with you Spike?" she asked "Actually I'm here for a date too. And she's also supposed to be here in five minutes as well."
"Wow, that's weird, how about we make it a double date?" she said. "Sure, I mean we've been friends for so long, so who were you waiting for again?" "I don't know actually, Rarity said that he would be wearing a 'dashing suit with a red rose corsage'" she said, imitating her big sister. They giggled at the impression for a few seconds. ------------------------------ "Oh, I hope everything is going alright with Sweetie and Spike." Rarity said frantically pacing across the floor of the boutique. --------------------------- About ten minutes passed and Spike was beginning to worry. "Umm Sweetie Belle, you don't think Rarity set me up to be your blind date do you?" "Of course not Spike, she knows that we're just friends." 'I hope Sweetie Belle is right, oh who am I kidding? Rarity wouldn't have mistaken what I said, right?'
Still more time passed, until about thirty minutes went by, Sweetie Belle was almost ready to give up on her date. " I don't think he's coming." she said, her face now turning into a frown. "Of course he's coming Sweetie, I mean what colt could say no to your voice?" "Well if he has the nerve to show up almost an hour late, I'm not sure I would even want to be on a date with him to begin with." Spike agreed with her, "How about I walk you home?" he offered, in hope that Rarity was still getting ready, though he was now beginning to have doubts again. "Sure Spike, I'd love that." and with that they departed.
"Sooooooooo?" Rarity said after Sweetie Belle had entered the boutique, she had already sent Spike back home after thanking him for staying by her despite both of their dates "lack of an appearance" "So what? Your 'perfect gentleman' never showed." "Never showed? But he walked you home!" "You set me up with SPIKE?!" "Yes, of course, he came by yesterday and described this filly he had been chasing after, and quite frankly he described you!" Rarity was nearly yelling at this point, and Sweetie Belle was doing almost the same. "Well he didn't know that it was me! He's going back to the park to see if HIS date ever showed up, so obviously you set him up with the wrong mare too!" ------------------------------------------------ "I'm sure it was an honest mistake Spike." the doctor said now taking a sip of his scotch. "I described her exactly, and gave her tons of hints, besides, everypony knows I've been chasing after her since I met her all those years ago." Spike took back his seventh straight whiskey shot of the night. "Ah well, I'm sure if ye tell her your EXACT feelings, she'll come around." Feinen said, he too had several shots. "I don't even care anymore guys, I mean, tonight was supposed to be perfect, I even tried to make it a double date with her sister and whoever her date was. I just want to drink until I'm numb now." but several shots later.. "Why can't she see how I'm feeling?" Spike sobbed, "All I ever wanted was a chance!"now completely inebriated, Spike was too drunk to walk home, the bar and his best mates were all that were keeping him sane now. "I think you need a little more mate." Soarin suggested. "Yeah a little more oughta fix me up." "So she stiffed ye completely?" "Yeah, nothing not a word to cancel, or anything." "Go to her mate. Go to her right now and tell her, but first Spike me boiyo come up t' the bar." Feinien reached behind he main bar and grabbed a large bottle of brandy. "I was savin this fer a day when I got a fine lass in here, but I think ye could use it now." "Thanks Feinien, I appreciate this, he opened the cork of the vintage liqueur and took a swig. "One for good luck." he said with a drunken wink. An with that Spike was on his way. -----///----///----///----/// I know it's an uber short chapter and I'm sorry about that, I needed to upload this before I left for the next two weeks, when I get back, hopefully I can get more in
"Oh Rarity, how could you be so stupid?" the white mare asked herself, pacing about the boutique floor. She never liked to put anypony down, but she knew just how much she deserved to have such words come in her direction. "What's even worse is that he's been pretty much telling me for, well, ever now that I think about it, even when he was still just a child, and now that he's an adult, or at least has the mind and body of one, and he still feels the same way, I've probably gone and left him heartbroken ." she paced about the room some more, until a sparkling red shimmer caught her eye, it was coming from her jewelry box. She walked over to it and lifted the cover. It was the fire ruby, the same necklace that Spike had given her almost five years ago. She always wore it for vanity, after all, not many ponies could say they even owned a fire ruby, let alone one shaped so perfectly, and mounted to a necklace such as she had. Her eyes now began to water, and she looked over to he window, where the sun had now began to rise, Rarity had been up all night. And now she was bawling at the sight before her, a purple dragon, head hung low, trudging throughout the marketplace, with a bottle of liquor grasped firmly in hand, and she could barely make out the glowing tears, now falling from his face. The town was still asleep, the few ponies(and Spike) that were awake were the street sweepers and those returning home from long nights of work, parties, and sorrows. —--------------------------- Spike's tears were streaming down his face, burning his scales (just remember that dragons are still magical creatures and therefore everything about them has magical properties). A storm was now rolling in from the Everfree forest. One which the weather team, due to a lack in resources desperately needed."Great, even the weather can't wait to make my life suck more." he took another gulp from the bottle, the world was seeming to get darker now, and tunnel vision was beginning to set in for the extremely drunk dragon. He was about to pass from the corner of First avenue and Gale road when suddenly, everything went black. ------------------------------- Again, sorry for the short length and now for formatting, but I haven't really had much time to write, and fabrics to put food on the table, so the chapters of this are going to be rather short for a while, and since I'm still using my iPod to write there may be some typos and poor formatting .
"SPIKE!" Rarity called out, an apple cart being pulled by Big Macintosh had suddenly come unhitched and rolled out of control 'For the love of Luna please be alright Spike!' she thought, now sprinting for the door. Time came to a near stop as she saw the dragon's body, twisted, legs broken, his arm thrown backwards and shards of glass lodged in his scales. And where they were lodged was now covered with blood, as was a piece of paper he was grasping. Rarity picked Spike up with her. Magic and the note fell to the ground. ------------------------------------------------ "Rarity, Ever since I met you almost six years ago, I have been entranced by your beauty, and over the last five years and three hundred sixty four days, I have gotten to know you better than I had ever hoped. And although I could never say this to your face, even while staring death in face,(When we were nearly killed by my selfishness) I love you with a passion unmatched in the world. But due to recent events, I fear that you will never feel the same. So I have decided to leave Ponyville and retire to the mountains like the rest of my species. To live out the rest of my life in solitude. But before I leave, I felt that you needed to know. I will always love you Rarity, you are unmatched perfection and an absolute jewel and I will never forget you.
Forever yours
Spike Sparkle ------------------------------------------------ The purple dragon was unconscious, breathing still,but it was labored, due to years of smoking. Rarity was now crying more than anypony had in their own lives. And for once it wasn't about herself, unless one was to count losing such a dear friend being for herself. She bandaged the dragon to the best of her ability, though that wasn't much, and leaving to find doctor Redheart was dangerous, the idea of leaving the wounded dragon alone was heartbreaking for her. 'what if something were to happen while I was away?' was her only thought. Then an idea struck her, "SWEETIE BELLE!!" she yelled The white unicorn came down the stairs faster than the Ponyville express train. "what is - OH MY SWEET CELESTIA! SPIKE!" she said "Go get doctor Redheart!" Rarity responded and with that, Sweetie Belle sprinted down the street. She wept over the injured dragon, and as he began to wake up he asked her, "Rarity, what are you crying for?" Her head shot up, "Spike, your awake!" and she gave him a hug, wrapping her hooves around his, seemingly uninjured, neck "Yeah, but your hug is hurting my shoulder." he said, trying to shrug it off. "I'm sorry but-" "Don't be, you just saved me." it was obvious that Spike knew he was pretty seriously injured, " I don't mean to be rude, but did you happen to see the letter I had for you?" "Letter? What did you need to tell me that you couldn't say to my face?" she asked "It's not that I can't say it to your face, it's that I'm scared to." "Well I'm sure it can't be that bad, what is it Spike?" "I'm not sure this is the best time." "Come on, out with it." she said shoving him jokingly, not realizing that he had a few broken ribs. "YEOW!" Spike screamed in extreme pain. "Ohmygosh Spike I'm so sorry!" "Don't be." "How can you say that Spike? I must be hurting you terribly!" "Because this pain is only temporary." And with that he passed out again. -------------------------------------------------------------- Rarity was now sobbing harder than before, one of her best friends was horribly injured, and it was all her fault. The worst part was that she had treated Spike like a walking pincushion, and despite her behavior, he still found it in his heart to forgive her. She had been selfish and self centered, yet he loved her still. "You always were good at seeing the good in others, and never seeing the bad they had done to you." she said, stroking his spines. Although Spike was eternal and would most certainly outlast her, he wanted to spend every waking hour with her. The more Rarity had thought about it, the more she found that she had always felt something for him, he had saved her many times before, and she had never acknowledged his love. There was a knock on the door. "Coming!" she yelled, drying the tears from her face and rushing to the door. A big red stallion (Big Macintosh) was standing with a bloody piece of paper grasped in his teeth. She opened the door slightly. "Macintosh!? What's that paper?" she asked taking it from him with her magic. "It's a letter, it was from Spike, I'm guessing he was on his way here when I, well, when I lost control o' ma cart. If y'all see Spike, jes let him know how sorry I am." "I will Macintosh, take care now, oh and tell Twilight that Spike is here with me please?" With that Mac gave her a nod and left for Twilight's. Rarity then opened the bloody note and read it.
-------------------••-----------••------------------------ Sorry that it's been so long, but I have been working on another fic, hoof written and then transcribed to the page, with an original shipping, at least I think. In the end it's going to be called "The one that got away" and I think I you liked this one, you'll really like the next one, so far it's 20 pages of notebook paper and five chapters in.
Chapter 9 As Spike woke up from what seemed to be a dream, more nightmare than dream he looked around the room, to his left, the door that would lead him home, to his right, the beautiful jewel that was Rarity, who had fallen asleep on her couch. Spike tried to stand up, to walk out the door without anypony noticing, unfortunately his broken leg kept him from doing such. "Spike? Where are you going? We never got to talk." caught before he could make it up, Spike sat back down. Rarity brought an elaborately engraved silver cigarette case down from one of her bookshelves. "Seems I'm out of matches, mind sparing a light?" Spike nodded as Rarity put the cigarette in her mouth, Spike blew a thin stream of fire onto the paper of the cigarette. "Funny, I never pictured you to be a smoker Rarity, mind if I split it with you?" She levitated it over to Spike, "Funny, I hadn't pictured you to smoke either. I guess that's another thing I just learned about you." She held up the blood soaked paper. "What's that?" Spike asked "The letter you were going to deliver to me, Macintosh was kind enough to do it for you. I feel I should apologize for my behavior, all these years, I never knew- actually I suppose I always knew, perhaps never quite realized it until-" "It's alright Rarity." "But Spike, it can't be that simple, I mean, even when you asked me I got it wrong. I just feel so awful!" "C'est la vie, Rarity, that doesn't matter now. All that matters is you being happy. It's all I really ever wanted. Admittedly I wanted you to be happy with ME but I could never really see us working out all that well." "Why so? Because you're a dragon?" "Well that, and the fact that, well, eventually, you are going to die. Whereas I, being a dragon, will keep existing until the end of days." the thought had always disturbed Spike, and it was something Rarity had never thought about. "Then let's enjoy the time we have, together." she leaned in slowly, her cerulean eyes meeting the emerald eyes of the injured dragon, as they're eyes closed and their lips touched there was a moment of pure bliss shared between them. For once in a long time, Spike felt real, sober happiness.
And things were finally starting to look up for him.
-------------------------------------------------------- Sorry this was so short, but I included an epilogue to make up for it.
"Spike?" Twilight called to the well dressed and exited dragon "Be right there Twi!" "Spike, if you don't hurry up pure going to be late." the dragon pinned the corsage on his suit jacket. "How do I look?" "Like a certain drake that's going to be late to his own wedding." Spike chuckled "I can't believe it's been two years already." Spike was finally living his dream, his life long goal was finally within sight. His true love about to meet him at the altar. "Ready?" he asked "Ready." As Spike walked up the aisle, his best mate was standing proudly in a green tuxedo with a bottle of brandy in hoof. Feinien still had a hard time believing that he had partially made this possible. Soarin and Doc were next to him, smiling just as wide for they're friend. When Spike reached the altar he felt his heart stop. Rarity, in her beautiful wedding dress was looking more amazing than ever, her eyes gleaming, and her entire body sparkling. Celestia herself was presiding over the ceremony, and it was in Spike's hometown, Canterlot, in the palace garden. --------------------/---------/--------:---------------------- Well, I hope you enjoyed this extended edition of You Found Me. I certainly made this one a bit happier, watch for the sequel soon!