It's the beginning of middle school for Spike and his friends, though, on the first day it turns out the best like he never expected.
Spike is the younger brother of a loving sister; Twilight Sparkle. But, when he begins his first day of middle school things take a turn for the best as he is reunited with his three best friends. Though, one of them is hoping to be more than a friend.
It was a brand new day, as a young boy with green spiky hair laid asleep in his bed, accompanying him was his purple blanket which was covering his body. In his sleep, the young boy shifted to his side facing away from the opposing window. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a noise rang into the young boy's ears causing him to groan and pull the blanket fully over his head.
After a few minutes of constant noise, it was stopped. Spike slowly lifted the blanket, only to chuckle nervously at the sight of his older sister looking down at him with a small frown. She didn't look exactly happy, though she wasn't mad only mildly annoyed.
"You have an alarm for a reason, Spike. To get you up on time..." Twilight took a breath. She closed her hand into a fist, pulling it close to her chest. With a exhale she extended the fist feeling slightly relaxed. "Just get ready and I'll see you at breakfast."
Twilight then left the room closing the door behind her to give her brother privacy to change. Spike took off his pyjamas, making sure to neatly fold them and putting them away before getting dressed. He put on a green top, following it was a purple jacket.
After making sure he was ready, he opened the door. Once in the hallway, he closed it behind him and started his trek to the breakfast table. There wasn't much in the hall, only red paint covering the wall with a few pictures hanging from them. "Good times," Spike thought as he walked past.
In the first picture, both of the sibling's heads covered with a book in their faces. Spike chuckled, recalling the fond memories. Down the hall near the stairs, was a picture the young boy held close to his heart. It showed his four-year-old self hugging an eight-year-old Twilight. The smile on both siblings faces expressed how precious the moment was. Finally, Spike was at the top of the stairs.
After reaching the bottom of the stairs the young boy entered the kitchen, where his family waited for him at the table, a pile of pancakes on five plates that was already set on the table. Slowly, Spike approached the table before sitting down and picking up his fork and chowing down.
"So, ready for middle school kiddo?" Night Light asked his son. He wore a grey suit with a red tie.
Spike sighed, as he took in a deep breath before speaking, "No..." Spike pause looking at his older sister. "Twi... I know how much you wanted me ready. That's why we spent all summer studying... Only to tell you I'm not ready..."
Twilight looked at her younger brother, not with an expression of anger, annoyance or disappointment but one of concern. She stood up and walked behind the chair which Spike sat on. His plate was back on the table. "You didn't disappoint me," the older girl said wrapping her arms around the chair, she then pulled the young boy into a tender embrace.
After Twilight returned to her seat, her mother Twilight Velvet spoke up, "Spike, it's going to be fine." That was all that was said. The family now was eating in silence.
After breakfast was finished, Night Light already left for work, while Shining Armour already left for college. Twilight Velvet was doing the dishes, while Spike and Twilight sat in the living room. The younger boy sat on Twilight's lap, laying his head on her chest. Twilight had her arms wrapped around him in an embrace.
Twilight sighed with a bright smile. "No matter what happens, just know you can come to me. I'm here for you, okay?
"Alright..."
After a few minutes, Twilight unwrapped her arms around the boy. Spike looked at her with confusion. "It's time to go, Spike. Do you want me to walk with you?"
"No thanks, I'll go by myself. Plus... I don't want to keep you away from your friends..."
The young boy grasped his bag, strapping it to his shoulders. Twilight walked until she was a few meters close to the young boy, then she hugged him tightly. "I love you, Spike. We all do."
"I love you too, Twi." Finally, the two siblings let go and left the living room.
Once outside, both siblings saw Twilight Velvet looking at them with a smile. "You have a good day, Spike. Make me proud." Twilight Velvet placed a kiss on her son's forehead. "You too, young lady." She placed a small kiss on Twilight's forehead.
"Mum!!" The older girl cried out in embarrassment, with a small blush forming on her cheeks.
After bidding farewell to their mother, both siblings stepped outside the door. Twilight looked at her brother with concern, her mind to busy calculating all the ways of letting the young boy travel alone would go badly.
Spike rolled his eyes, expecting such behaviour of his older sister. He knew how much she loved him, it warmed his heart knowing he's got the best sister ever. "Twilight, don't worry about me I'll be fine, promise," Spike said giving his sister a reassuring smile.
"I know it's just..." Twilight took a deep breath, then releasing it. "I don't want anything to happen to you... I-I don't know what I would do if anything happens to you..."
Spike pulled her into a tight embrace. He wrapped his arms around her. Twilight returned the favour wrapping her arms around him. A smile formed on her face, as she removed her glasses to wipe the tears that were forming in her eyes. After wiping away the tears, she once again put the glasses back on and let go of the young boy.
The two siblings parted ways at least five minutes ago. Spike went one way while Twilight went the other. At the moment Spike was crossing the road with the other pedestrians, some of which had bags and seemed to be the same hight or a little taller or smaller. Once making it across, the young boy was walking through the town. "Look out!!!!!"
The young boy turned his head seeing a young girl with purple hair on a scooter, by the looks of things it seemed to be having a hard time slowing down. After the scooter was inches away from the boy, it stopped but the young girl fell off.
Spike recognised the girl and quickly went to help her up; he extended his hand looking down at his friend. "You okay, Scoots?"
Scootaloo took his hand allowing him to pull her up. "Thanks, Spike," Scootaloo replied sheepishly. She then adjusted her bag's strap, tightening it to her shoulder. Scootaloo then picked up her fallen scooter.
"So, this your first day too?"
"Yeah," she replied. "Thanks again."
"No problem. Maybe just next time don't ride too fast."
After ten minutes of walking, though the young girl was slowly riding her scooter beside him, that they made it to the school. Not even two minutes there and he hears a voice calling his name. "Spike!!"
The boy turned his head a little too late as he was embraced by a familiar young girl with pink and purple curly hair; it was his friend Sweetie Belle. Another girl slowly walked behind her; she had red hair with a bow. "Took ya long enough, Scoots. What kept yer?"
Before Scootaloo could answer the red-haired girl's question; the bell rang, causing Sweetie to let go of Spike. "Come on we're late!"
The small group then walked up into the stairs and entered into the building. There was a lot of students they didn't recognise alongside familiar faces. They made it to their classroom seeing that everybody in their class was inside.
The three girls followed by Spike entered the classroom, only to be greeted with, "You four are late," by the teacher. The group turned towards him; he wore a black suit with two long yellow sleeves covering his arms. He had a white goatee with black messy hair.
"Only by–" Scootaloo was cut off with the teacher raising his finger to silence her.
"Still, you are late. I don't take petty excuses. Notifications will be sent home. Now take a seat," he said in a stern tone.
The group each took their seats; Spike was in middle, Scootaloo on his left, while Sweetie Belle was on his right. "This is going to be an interesting year, hey Apple Bloom?" The young purple-haired girl whispered next to her friend.
"Now, as I was about to say; my name is Mr Discord. My name may strike you as odd but be warned; I do not take kindly to any distractions," Mr Discord said, writing his name on the board. "Now class take out your math books."
After the boring math class, the bell rang signalling, the end of the period. Sweetie took out her schedule; which was given out before the ending of class. "My lockers two fifty-four. What are yours?"
Spike, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom each took out their schedules.
"Mine's two fifty-three," Spike replied.
"Dang... One sixty-seven," Scootaloo replied with a disappointed look.
"One ninety-two," Apple Bloom replied. "But ah got wood tech with Mr Will."
The bell rang again signalling the beginning of the second period. Spike and the girls went their separate ways, each going to the class on their schedule.
Spike was walking through the hall, looking for room number 0 twenty-five. Once he found the room number he opened the door and went inside. Once inside his jaw dropped, as he saw he once again had Mr Discord. But what shocked him the most was the eighth graders.
"Is this the advanced math class?" Spike shuddered. The eighth graders were staring at him.
"Yes, but why are you here? Aren't you meant to be in your next class?" Mr Discord rose from his seat.
"I'm in this class sir," Spike said walking up to the teacher's desk and showing Mr Discord his schedule.
Mr Discord looked shocked, his mouth was open wide. Mr Discord sighed and composed himself. He then reached into the desk draw pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to the boy. Spike took it and went to sit down. Other students were whispering amongst themselves.
The bell went as soon as Spike finished the test; signalling the end of class. The students each left their tests facing down on the table. As Spike was about to leave he was stopped by Mr Discord's voice, "I want to speak with you a moment."
Spike halted before turning to face the teacher; the teacher looked to him with a frown. "This is a serious class, young man. And I'm not going to have a kid such as yourself mulling around, so if you want to stay in this class, you'll need to take my class seriously."
"Yes, Mr Discord."
"You may leave now." Spike then exited the room, leaving Mr Discord to collect each of the tests.
Spike was walking to his locker, watching students pulling out their lunch boxes. Among the crowd, he passed a few people he knew. All he wanted to do was go to his locker, get his lunch and eat.
Once he made it back, he saw Sweetie putting away her books. Spike walked over and put in his locker code and opened his locker. "Hey, Spike. So, how was class?" Sweetie asked, turning her head to the young boy.
"Interesting. I had Mr Discord again," Spike sighed.
"Again. That's some bad luck," Sweetie said feeling sorry for her friend, though if it were her she'd be slightly irritated. Sweetie and Spike both pulled out their snacks.
"Tell me about it."
Sweetie giggled at the boy's remark; covering her mouth to suppress her laugh, then she smiled. "Let's go find Scoots and Apple Bloom. I bet they can't wait to hear this."
The young boy grumbled as he and Sweetie were walking away from their locker and went to find their other friends. As they turned a corner they bumped into a taller boy, he looked down with a smirk. "Watch where and your girlfriend is going," the older boy said.
"She's not my girlfriend!" Spike shouted at the older boy. The older boy snickered with a smirk.
"Oh... Really?" The boy question, pretending to look confused before reaching out a hand to take the girl's lunch box.
"Give it back!" Sweetie cried out jumping up trying to reach for her lunch box. However, the older boy held it higher while laughing.
"Give her lunch box back, jerk," Spike said boldly, as the crowd in the hall gasped.
"A jerk, am I?" The older boy said with a sly grin. The other students stepped back, some even left the hall. "You've got a big mouth kid." The older boy stepped forward causing both Spike and Sweetie to step back.
"That is enough." The older boy turned his head to see Mr Discord looking at him with a frown. "Give the girl back her lunch box and leave the kids alone," Mr Discord said in a firm voice.
The older boy dropped the lunch box on the floor and walked away. Mr Discord then went off in the other direction leaving the children to themselves. Sweetie picked up her lunch box. "That was risky, Spike. Just promise not to do that again."
"Sure."
"Let's go and find the others."
At that, the children then continued down the hall; keeping what happened in the hall in the backs of their minds. They walked in silence, passing students that were staring at the young boy. Only leading the children to know news about what happened already spread.
Spike and Sweetie finally found Apple Bloom and Scootaloo and ran over to them. "Hey, girls," Sweetie said getting their attention but it was directed to the young boy.
"Did ya really call that boy ah jerk?" Apple Bloom asked as she and Scootaloo gave the boy their undivided attention.
"How fast does news spread in this school. Seriously, can I get at least a moment with nobody staring or gossiping about that incident!?" Spike asked getting mildly annoyed.
"News spread fast around this school, that's for sure," Scootaloo replied.
"He took Sweetie's lunch box, of course, I'd try to help, she is my friend after all."
"Anyway, me and Apple Bloom gotta go do something, see you two around." Scootaloo snickered covering her mouth with a hand.
"We do?" Scootaloo grabbed Apple Bloom's arm and pulled her with her. Both Spike and Sweetie watched with confusion. There was an awkward silence as both the children looked at each other.
"What was that about?" It was Spike who broke the ice first.
"No idea." Sweetie shrugged. Finally, after feeling the tension was gone, the two children continued through the hall; unfortunately, people were still staring at Spike.
after making it to an oval, where other kids were distracted to notice him, Spike sat down on a bench with a sigh. Sweetie sat down next to him. She could feel the boy's discomfort, knowing what it's like to have people staring. Sweetie wrapped her arm around his shoulder, pulling herself closer.
Not too far away, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were watching, Apple Bloom wearing a smile said, "They sorta make a good couple."
Instead of replying, Scootaloo however, just continued to watch. Despite hating the romance thing she couldn't completely disagree. "I think we should go. Let's give them some privacy." At that, both girls left the spot.
Back at the bench, Spike and Sweetie sat, enjoying each others company. Sweetie already had her head laying on the young boy's shoulder. Spike smiled wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into a hug.
Sweetie smiled, wrapping her own arms around his body. The children froze with pale expressions as a voice spoke up behind them. "Well, if it isn't the young couple. And, it seems like you have no teacher to save you this time."
"Leave us alone," Spike said, mildly annoyed at the older boy at them.
"Who's gonna make me, you –" the older boy snickered with a smirk "– don't make me laugh."
Spike began to step forward towards the older boy but was stopped by a hand around his arm. "Spike, he isn't worth it."
Spike looked to Sweetie, nodding his head in agreement. Sweetie was right, his not worth it. Spike and Sweetie then turned their backs to the older boy. "Ignoring me, hey? We'll see how long that lasts!"
The bell went, signalling the end of recess. The children then walked off leaving the frustrated older boy. He then began to make his way towards his class as the oval began to clear, students on their way to return their lockers to put away their lunch boxes and gather supplies for their next classes. Sweetie Belle and Spike made it to their lockers.
The children silently unlocked their lockers, checked their schedules which they both had the same class. "Nice, we have..." Sweetie groaned. "Math... With Mr Discord..."
The young children were walking to class, though they didn't show much enthusiasm, but who could blame them. They made it to the door where all the other students waited. Mr Discord himself was standing at the door, his arms were crossed and he a frown sported his face.
"Glad you two can join us. Get in line," Mr Discord demanded. Mr Discord then unlocked the door opening it, allowing the students to enter. As they passed, they had to hand of any or all mobile devices they had.
Once all the students took their seats it was his turn, Mr Discord took his seat. He pulled out a piece of paper and did a roll call. After the roll call, Mr Discord began his lesson.
"Now students. Test time." The students in the room all groaned, taking out their pens. Mr Discord gave each student a piece of paper and began to do their tests silently.
After thirty minutes, Mr Discord collected the tests. Once he was back at his desk, the bell rang, signalling the end of class. All the students rushed out, with the exception of Spike and Sweetie who just walked. Students roamed the hall, carrying respective supplies for the respective classes.
"Hey, Spike." The young boy turned to see it was Scootaloo who called him, accompany her was Apple Bloom.
"Hey, Scoots, Bloom," Spike greeted back with a small wave. However, Sweetie walked over and they embraced each other in a group hug. Spike watched with a smile. After the hug, the bell went signalling for class causing the trio to split for their next classes.
Spike was just exiting his last class of the day. He felt exhausted, also he had sweat running down his forehead. He just finished a tough gym session with coach Iron Will and boy was it tough. He felt like he ran a marathon by how his legs were feeling. He slowly stumbled to his locker. Once at his locker, he noticed Sweetie was already there.
"Hey, Sweetie," Spike said, crouching to his knees before unlocking his locker.
"Hey, Spike. Don't know about you but you wanna come to Sugarcube Corner?"
"Sure I got time to spare. Not like I have anything else to do. And Twi never said what time to come home. So yeah, I'll come with."
"Cool. And since it's the end of the day, you ready to go?"
"Shouldn't we for Apple Bloom and Scootaloo?" Spike asked, pulling out his bag.
Sweetie pulled out her bag. "About that... I was just thinking for both of us. Sure having Scoots and Apple Bloom might make it a little more fun. But, I just want it to be us for today."
"Just us? I figured you wanted to bring Scoots and Apple Bloom," Spike asked, strapping the bag around his shoulders.
"Well, I just thought it'd be nice if it was just us." Sweetie also strapped the bag to her shoulders.
"Sure, why not." Spike and Sweetie began making their way towards the school's doors.
After exiting the school, the two friends began making their way to Sugarcube Corner. They crossed the street with other pedestrians, some of which were other students from the school. Once on the other side, they continued their way at a much steadier pace.
They entered the building, which to their surprise was there was no line. They walked up to the counter, Spike tapped the bell. In a few seconds, Mr Cake walked behind the counter. "Morning, Sweetie and Spike. What shall I get for you two today?"
"Let's see," Sweetie said tapping her chin. Her eyes gazed to a sign hanging up, which had lists of the different choices. Finally, she answered, " I would really love a strawberry smoothie with a cupcake, please?"
"Sure thing. And you young man?"
"Uhh, I will get a..." Spike's eyes scanned the sign. After a minutes calculation, Spike managed to order, "the chocolate drops sound absolutely delicious, you can never go wrong with one of those. And for my drink, I will take a slushy, extra cold." A smirk formed on his face.
After the order was paid for the young children sat at the table awaiting their orders, they decided to chat in the meantime.
"So, Spike... How's life?" Real smooth Sweetie mildly groaned. Out of anything you ever said, you had to say that to the guy you like? She felt slightly embarrassed, covering her face with her hands.
It's okay," he simply answered shrugging his shoulders. "Though I must admit, that teacher. What a buzzkill, like seriously, how can someone be as strict as that?"
"I know he may seem... Strict, but he can't be all that bad. Maybe somewhere deep down he has a fun side?" Sweetie suggested.
"I guess you're right?" Spike shrugged his shoulders.
Spike took the slushy into his hand and gulped it down. "Spike, you shouldn't gulp a slushy even a col–" Sweetie paused.
Spike was shivering on the ground Dimwit she face-palmed with a small smile. "You're really something, aren't you?" Sweetie extends her hand.
Spike took it allowing her to pull him to his feet. He still shivered. "So... Cold..."
"I tried to tell you but you didn't listen. Now, you'll have to pay for your mistake, " Sweetie said with a smirk.
Spike rolled his eyes, playfully as he slowly continued drinking, followed by Sweetie Belle. "Whatever you made a point."
After the two finished with their drinks, they left, walking back out into the street. "This was fun, but Spike I really have to be getting home. I got homework due tomorrow later!" Sweetie began to run.
"Wait!"
She haltered turning her head back to him. "Yes, Spike?"
"How about I walk you home, it'd be safer. Besides, I don't want anything bad happening to you, okay Sweetie?"
"Oh, alright let's go." She waited as Spike stepped up closer to her. The two then began to walk back home. He carefully eyed the streets, keeping her close. Sweetie pointed to her house, which turned out to be some sorta boutique.
Spike and Sweetie walked up to the door, staying close to each other. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, later Sweetie." Spike slowly turned away, walking away.
Just as he took a few steps, Sweetie called out to him. "Spike!"
"Yeah—" he paused as he suddenly felt warm, in a blink of an eye, Sweetie was hugging him. Spike was speechless for a few seconds before returning it.
She let go of him. "Bye!" She was in the door before he could say a word.
He started to walk off, feeling something new, warmer.