> Spike's Two Mommies
>  by Mechazilla88
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> CH 1
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It was an average day in the town of Ponyville, a town that went from being a quite, unassuming place for ponies to live, to being the center of change and often world shaking events in the last couple of years, most of all becoming the home to Equestria’s fourth alicorn princess, Twilight Sparkle. Said alicorn became the Princess of Friendship and with her friends, continued in their purpose to share the magic of friendship with all of Equestria and beyond. When she started off as a simple unicorn, her figure wasn’t all that impressive with an average, slightly portly body akin to a bookworm like her. But ever since her ascension, she now had a figure that many stallions, and some mares, roll their heads over. Not helping is the dark purple business suit she’s wearing that hugs her curves.

One of her closest and oldest friends, a young dragon named Spike, who had a lean built to him and wore a light grey shirt and light brown jeans, was helping out Twilight in one of her favorite pastimes, restocking the library and getting new lessons ready for her School of Friendship, right next door to her Crystal Castle of Friendship. On his part, though Spike remained a very helpful and diligent assistant to Twilight, one of the few things that truly bores him to no end was Twilight’s obsessive love of books. Even before she ascended into becoming an alicorn and princess, Spike always remembered how much Twilight enjoyed collecting and reading books, though he did loathe how many books he had to carry for Twilight.

“Okay, so we need at least 20 books for the entire class in their lesson tomorrow.” Twilight thought aloud. “You got that Spike?”

“Yes, Twilight.” Spike said but sarcasm was hidden within his tone. “We also have them being assigned journals on insight and interpersonal skills, their own quills and writing journals and snacks.”

“You're saying as if that’s too much for them to carry.” Twilight spoke out to her faithful assistant.

“It is too much for them to carry.” Spike bluntly replied.

“It is not!” Twilight spoke out defensively.

“Do I need to remind you how you packed so many books in your travel bags during a Friendship Mission with Fluttershy that she could barely carry them, let alone move?” Spike asked in a dull tone.

Twilight’s cheeks puffed out and blushed upon being reminded of that little detail. Though she could carry sacks of books rather well, others often had difficulty.

“...Okay you have a point Spike.” Twilight admitted. She wouldn’t admit it out loud but Spike is often correct and sets her straight. “Take out half of the books I assigned to the students.”

“Only half?” Spike said with a raised eyebrow.

Twilight started to grind her teeth. “Oh fine, only the books they need!”

“Just as Starlight originally assigned.” Spike quietly.

“What was that?” Twilight angrily asked.

“Nothing!” Spike hurriedly replied, not wanting to receive Twilight’s wrath.

“Right. That’s what I thought.” Twilight grumbled. It was true that Twilight could be calm, considerate and rational but there were moments where she was the opposite and Spike has witnessed that side of her more than once before.

In fact, Spike has helped curb some of Twilight’s worst impulses when it came to things like being organized, her books and her desire for perfection. Though Spike isn’t always acknowledged for this by Twilight herself, he has been from their friends. Some, including Princess Celestia herself, state that Spike is always there to help guide her in the right direction.

Before Twilight could continue on with her to-dos for the day a noise caught her thoughts.

*Knock**Knock**Knock*

“Who could that be?” Twilight asked curiously as she wasn’t expecting anyone today.

“Don’t know.” Spike replied. “If it was any of the girls, they would’ve just walked in.”

“True. Did I have anyone scheduled to visit?” Twilight asked her schedule keeper.

“Not that I know of.” Spike said while going through a number of papers that had her schedule laid out of the day and as stated, Twilight didn’t have any scheduled visitors today. “Why don’t I go check and see who it is.”

“That’s alright Spike.” Twilight stopped her assistant. “You finish getting things together for the school lesson tomorrow and I will see who is visiting us today.”

Spike grumbled to himself as his ticket to getting out of his boring assignment was just dashed but did what he was told nonetheless.

Twilight made her way to her castle’s main doorway, wondering who was visiting and their reason why. The purple alicorn finally made it to the main hall and approached the door, which the visitor continued to knock on.

“I’m coming!” Twilight shouted but not angrily and finally reached the door. “Hello how may I hel-” The words just died as her eyes met her most recent guest.

The figure was a very tall dragon, easily towering over herself, with pitch-black scales, deep purple underbelly scales, a set of long pointed and sharp horns on the dragon's head, a long tail that had what looked like a razor sharp blade at the tend and a silver metal choker around the neck. But that’s not what really has Twilight silent. This dragon visitor was a female, with a very luscious and hourglass figure. Better than most of the models she has seen in Canterlot or during one of Rarity’s fashion events. If Twilight didn’t know any better, this visiting dragoness had a body that rivaled her former teacher’s. Most of all, this dragon had piercing emerald eyes that curiously radiated a great sense of power but also gentleness yet oddly seemed familiar. Her clothing was, however, rather plain as she simply wore a black robe but it nonetheless hugged her hourglass figure quite well.

“...Hello?” The dragoness spoke, breaking the awkward silence, her voice deep yet strangely motherly. “Is this the residence of Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship?”

“Huh? Oh, Yes!” Twilight regained her sense of thought. “How can I help you? Do you have a friendship problem?”

Twilight was partly hoping that it was a friendship problem as it's rare she or the girls have a friendship problem that involved the dragons.

“Um… No, not really.” The dragoness awkwardly answered. “My name is Cynder and I was wondering if you by chance know a dragon named Spike? I heard that his home was also the residence of the Princess of Friendship.”

Twilight was left completely confused now. She repeated the dragoness’ words over and over in her mind but couldn’t really comprehend it. This gorgeous lady of a dragon was asking for Spike. Twilight had known Spike her entire life and never once did he mention knowing a dragon lady that appeared twice his age.

“Uh… Yes… Spike does live here.” Twilight answered warily. “Why do you ask? What did he do?”

“Nothing!” Cynder answered nervously. “We in fact go back a long way and I would like some time to meet and speak with him.”

“Really…” Twilight immediately became suspicious but wanting to give this stranger dragoness the benefit of the doubt, she complied. “Alright, come with me and I’ll take you to Spike.”

Cynder’s features quickly brightened up and Twilight could’ve sworn that the dragoness looked hopeful. But for what, the princess of friendship couldn’t tell.

Twilight led this stranger dragoness through her castle hallways towards her dragon assistant back in the library. Cynder meanwhile gazed around the castle, amazed at how the entire structure was made out of crystals.

Twilight couldn’t help but feel incredibly suspicious towards this dragoness. What could she possibly want with Spike? He doesn’t know that many dragons even after meeting and making friends with Ember and Smolder. Besides, aside from the girls, she doesn’t really hang out with ladies. Does Spike have a secret life she doesn’t know about at all? Is her oldest friend and number one assistant, her little brother in bond for crying out loud, keeping secrets from her?!

Her friends and teacher would say that she was merely acting paranoid and overreacting, as she has done in the past but when it came to Spike, Twilight could become quite overprotective. Nonetheless, Twilight has learned from her mistakes and continued to give Cynder the benefit of the doubt.

After a few more turns, the duo finally reached the library doors and Twilight opened the door for her guest. Inside, Spike was finishing up the preparations for the friendship lesson the students have tomorrow.

“Okay Twilight everything is ready for the student’s lessons tomorrow-” Spike’s sentence stopped dead it’s tracks as his eyes met with the stranger that entered Twilight’s library, the purple alicorn herself right behind the new guest. “Um… Twilight, who is this?”

The dragoness named Cynder had this dreamy look upon lying eyes onto Spike, almost ready to burst into tears of happiness.

“I don’t know.” Twilight sayed in a serious tone. “She says her name is Cynder and says that she knows you!”

Spike’s eyes widened after hearing that. “I... uh… I don’t..” That was all Spike could say, he was completely speechless as despite what Twilight sayed, he had never seen this dragoness before.

“She says you two go way back!” Twilight’s voice started to rise and become threatening. “Are you keeping secrets from your friend’s Spike? Well, are you?!”

“What!? No!” Spike raised his hands in defense and started to back away as his big sister figure started to approach him. “I swear Twilight! I have never met her before!”

Cynder looked at the exchange with a measure of amusement but couldn’t help but lowered her head and eyes in sadness for some reason.

“Spike! Tell me the truth, who is this woman?!” Twilight demanded as Spike was literally cornered.

“I don’t know!!” Spike yelled, desperately telling the truth.

“He is a partially correct princess.” Cynder spoke, breaking up the two.

“Partially?” Twilight asked.

“Truth is, we haven’t really seen each other for quite some time.” Cynder continued to clarify. “In fact, Spike actually never really laid eyes on me.”

“How’s that possible?” Twilight continued to ask, growing more suspicious towards this dragoness.

“He was still an egg at the time.” Cynder answered, which left the princess a little shocked. More so for Spike.

“Really?” Spike always wanted to know where he had come from, a piece of himself that was missing. A part of his past that he deeply wanted to know. “Did you… know my parents?”

“I do.” Cynder spoke truthfully. Her eyes became warm and almost tearful.

Twilight instantly became more suspicious than ever. This dragoness just arrives out of nowhere and claims that she has known Spike when he was just an egg!? Not only that but also claims to know who his parents are!?

“If it’s alright Princess Twilight…” Cynder turned to her host. “But could I speak with Spike alone for a bit?”

Twilight’s eyes widened a bit. “I don’t think so!”

“Twilight!” Spike interjected.

“I’m sorry Spike but I don’t trust any of this!” Twilight was finally allowing her suspicions to speak out. “Remember the last dragon who claimed to be your family?!”

Spike scowled at Twilight for bringing up that hurtful memory. A lowlife claimed to be his father yet it was all a lie just so he could live a comfy life in a castle. The heartache never really left after the lie was exposed.

“...What?” Cynder was a little shocked after hearing that little bit of information. She almost seemed infuriated but was able to hide it very well.

“Well… A few years ago, a dragon by the name of Sludge came to Ponyville and claimed to be my father.” Spike explained but by the tone of his voice, he was heavily reluctant to do so. “At first, I was excited. I had a father who could explain my past but…”

“He lied to us!” Twilight finished. “He lied to Spike just so he could have a luxurious life in this castle.”

Cynder couldn’t believe what she was hearing. A lowlife, a lazy freeloader and degenerate liar pretended to be Spike’s father just so he could live an easy life.

“And when his lie was exposed, he claimed that he saw an opportunity and took it.” Spike continued on, rather sadly. “Said that’s what dragons do.”

“But it is not!” Cynder practically yelled. “And this Sludge isn’t his father in the slightest!”

“Oh yeah?” Twilight soon stood between Cynder and Spike protectively. “Then what are you here for? An opportunity like Sludge?”

“No! Absolutely not!” Cynder screamed, outraged.

“Then why are you here!?” Twilight went straight for the question that was plaguing her since this dragoness arrived. “How do you know Spike!? How do you know who Spike’s parents are?!”

“BECAUSE HE’S MY SON!!” Cynder screamed with every fiber of her being, her eyes glowing threatening and it appeared enchanted fire was about to spill forth from her maw. “I’M HIS MOTHER!!”

Twilight was dead silent…

“My... what…?” That was all Spike could say.

Cynder ceased her rage upon realizing what she had just said and revealed. This isn’t how she wanted to break the news to her long lost child.

“It… It’s true Spike.” Cynder spoke to the shocked dragon behind the princess but her voice was aching, as if ready to burst into tears. “I am your mother and I have come back... so we can be a family again.”

Spike remained stunned by the dragoness’ words. She just now revealed that she was his mother. The one that brought him into this world. Yet… he was starting to believe her. Spike looked into her eyes and while they were on the verge of tears, he could see that she was telling the truth. Most of all, her eyes were almost exactly like his own. Shining emerald.

“I DON’T believe you!” Twilight shouted, shattering the soul connection Spike was starting to have with Cynder. “Spike was lied to once! I’ll be damned if I let that happen again!”

Twilight remained standing between Spike and Cynder, refusing to budge, and began to charge her alicorn horn with magic.

Spike approached to try and diffuse the situation, “Twi, you need to calm down. I think we should give her the benefit of the doubt-”

Twilight instantly shot him a glare which shutted him up, “You can’t be serious Spike! Have you completely forgotten that a wedge nearly formed between us thanks to that fat, lazy, piece of shit?!” She growled. Spike lowered his head in shame at that. When Sludge was pretending to be Spike’s father and the poor drake believed him, Twilight voiced her concerns but Spike just scoffed at her, saying that maybe she didn’t like that he had a real parent now, shattering the poor mare's heart. Spike deeply regretted what he said that day.

Twilight then turned towards Cynder, “Unless you have some sort of proof that you're Spike’s mother, which I doubt you have, then I suggest you leave and never come back!”

“Actually, there is a way that I can prove to both you and Spike that I’m his mother.” Cynder replied rather calmly. While she completely understands the suspicious alicorn’s anger, she refuses to be threatened by her. “Something that this Sludge could never use.

“Yeah? What’s that?” Twilight asked angrily.

“The Flame’s Kinship.” Cynder answered but the answer bewildered Twilight and Spike.

“The what?” Both asked.

“It’s a spell sacred to dragon-kind, so much so that very few outsiders have any knowledge of it.” Cynder started to explain. “This Sludge likely took advantage of how little Ponies knew about dragons but I’m surprised that Spike has no knowledge of it.”

“Well… I was raised by ponies and only recently have I made contact with dragons at all.” Spike admitted. “In fact, most ponies are too scared to even try to study dragons at all.”

Cynder looked aghast. She was grateful that the ponies raised her child and with love but was a little angry that they never considered even trying to help him claim his identity as a dragon.

“Hold it!” Twilight interjected. “What is this ‘spell' anyway?”

“It’s a way of helping dragons identify their parents.” Cynder explained. “As it’s customary for dragons to hatch their eggs in a community ceremony, the spell helps the young recognize who is their mother and father.”

“She is right about the ceremony part, Twilight.” Spike spoke to his oldest friend. “I helped Ember in hatching the next generation of dragons with Fluttershy, remember?”

“...Yes.” Twilight replied rather reluctantly. “But did Ember ever tell or show this so-called Flame’s Kinship spell?”

“Um.. No, she didn’t.” Spike admitted which only made Twilight more certain that this dragoness was lying. 

“And why’s that?” Twilight asked once more.

“Because it’s very private.” Cynder answered for Spike. “This Ember likely respected the privacy of the parents and besides, the spell can only be cast by dragons and is reserved for the parents.”

“Is that so?” Twilight questioned once more, still not entirely believing her. “Use this spell!

Cynder was left stunned that this pony demanded she use a spell that was sacred to dragons and was a very personal matter. She was already angry with the mare’s accusations towards her but this demand infuriated her. Even so, she remained as calm as possible, taking a very deep breath.

“Very well.” Cynder said in resignation. If this was to prove to this mare that she is indeed Spike's true mother, then so be it.

Twilight lowered her magical power but remained on guard. Despite the fact that this moment could change everything with Spike, this was a rare opportunity to see dragon magic in person. It took a lot of effort to avoid getting a quill and paper.

Cynder closed her eyes in deep concentration and the strange white markings on her head and even those on her shoulders started to glow through her black robe. Her eyes then opened, glowing a bright emerald green and opened her maw, allowing a flame of changing colors to appear in front of her. Twilight jumped in shock as the flame remained floating between them, yet she couldn’t feel any rise in temperature.

“Now Spike, breathe your fire into this flame.” Cynder instructed the young dragon. “If you and I are mother and son, the flame will respond.”

Spike agreed with a nod and approached the flame. Twilight tried to stop him as the princess still didn’t trust this whole thing but Spike merely gave a silent look that told her that he would be fine. He wanted the truth, here and now.

The young dragon did as he was instructed and breathed his green flame into the strange fire. Contact with Spike’s fire caused the fire to whirl into a small vortex, switching from his emerald colored fire to her deep violet. The fire continued to swirl before calming into a small flame, giving the feeling a little heartbeat. Spike then felt something as his scales started to glow in conjunction with Cynders, pulsing in unison with the flame between them. The flame then bursted away in sparkling embers, leaving Spike locking eyes with Cynder. He was on the verge of crying, for the spell didn’t just prove Cynder’s claim to Twilight, it formed a feeling in Spike that screamed that this dragoness was his long lost mother.

Cynder had a warm, motherly smile and look in her eyes, having proven that she is his mother. This isn’t exactly how she wanted to have it happen but her hand was forced. Twilight, however, was stunned and silent, having witnessed a very private and personal event for dragons, not to mention a new spell. She should be excited to have seen a spell reserved for dragons and she should be happy for Spike that the one dragon claiming to be a parent of his was telling the truth, but she wasn’t feeling any of that. The Princess of Friendship didn’t know exactly what she was feeling but it wasn’t really happiness.

“It… It’s true.” Spike finally spoke but his voice was cracking. “Y-You are…”

“Yes. It’s me Spike.” Cynder smiled and she desperately wanted to rush over and give her son a great big hug but the princess stood in her way.

Said princess started to feel she was invisible to these two dragons but she was nonetheless proven wrong. She didn’t like being wrong at all, especially whenever Spike was involved.. This dragoness was indeed the mother of his oldest friend and little brother figure.

“Um… Twilight?” Spike addressed the princess, finally getting her attention. “Could I have a moment alone with her?”

Twilight wanted to reject that request but seeing the desperation and emotion in Spike’s eyes ultimately made her comply.

“...Alright.” Twilight said with a sigh. “But I’ll be right outside.”

Twilight took her leave, finally moving herself away from between the two dragons but not before shooting a suspicious glare towards Cynder as she passed by, a glare the dragoness returned in kind. The princess slowly exited the library and wanted to leave the door cracked open so she could observe but a look from Spike as she was leaving crushed that intent. 

Now, Spike was alone with the mother he never met or knew.

“So…” Spike awkwardly said but he wouldn’t get the chance to say more.

Cynder just charged at the young dragon as soon as the pesky alicorn had closed the door and gave her son the biggest hug she could give. Spike could barely breathe but his head was pressed right against her very large and soft breasts. He couldn’t help but blush intensely. However, he noticed that Cynder was crying, tears of joy from what he could gather.

“After so long…” Cynder spoke through the tears. “I finally found you!”

Though Spike truly felt flustered, the warm feeling of being in Cynder’s embrace made feel truly at peace and safe. He felt he was home. Almost unconsciously, he returned the hug.

Peeking through the keyhole, Twilight gazed at the sight with apprehension. She should be happy that Spike found a member of his family, his mother most of all, and possibly regain a piece of himself but she had this deep seated fear that Spike may drift away from her and the girls. This fear caused her to race towards her room, at a speed that would make Rainbow Dash chuckle, and grabbed her phone. Twilight then messaged all of her friends, quickly asking them to meet with her at her castle as soon as possible. Once that was done, she raced back downstairs back to the library door.

Fortunately for her, Spike and Cynder just opened the door right when she arrived.

“Hey Twilight, if it's alright, I’m going to show her around Ponyville and catch up.” Spike informed Twilight, innocently oblivious to her apprehension. “I would like to continue talking with her.”

“S-Sure, I understand completely.” Twilight responded but the corner of her eye was twitching which Spike didn’t notice but Cynder did. “Just don’t be gone too long.”

“Sure, no problem.” Spike replied with a smile and led his newly found mother out of the castle beginning the tour and establishing the relationship with his mother.

Twilight, remaining behind, couldn’t help but frown. Maybe with the help of her friends, she could discern why Cynder came back now of all time and sought out her son. Despite the Flame’s Kin proving their relationship, she didn’t trust this dragoness at all...
> Ch 2
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Twilight was sitting in the castle’s throne room, waiting for her friends to arrive. She was growing more impatient by the second. After all, her world just had an earth shattering event. Her oldest friend and little brother figure had just been reunited with a dragoness that had confirmed herself as Spike’s mother. Despite proving the claim, Twilight didn’t like the whole situation and heavily distrusted the dragoness named Cynder. Thoughts continued to plague Twilight’s mind on the whole situation. Why did this dragon choose now to reveal herself as Spike’s biological mother? Why did she and his real father leave him all alone as an egg?

These questions were making Twilight’s blood boil. Spike had been lied to once before and it nearly drove an irreparable wedge between herself and Spike. The princess of friendship didn’t want another such event to happen again. She needed her friends to find out what this dragon wants with Spike and discern if she is genuine or not.

“Come on. Come on!” Twilight muttered impatiently. “Where are you girls?! This is an emergency!”

As if the universe was listening, her friends bursted through the door, all frantic after receiving Twilight’s “emergency” call.

“We’re here Twilight!” Applejack spoke but was partly sweating and panting after running straight from Apple Acres. In appearance, Aj was an orange earth pony with bright blonde hair and tail tied in a ponytail with a somewhat muscular build, which would be expected from someone who works hard on an orchard. For attire, she wore her signature stetson hat, a red funnel shirt, dark brown jeans, and brown boots. “What’s the emergency?” 

“Yeah, I was in the middle of some flying maneuvers training for the Wonderbolts!” Rainbow Dash spoke, rather annoyed that her personal time was disrupted. In appearance, she was a cyan pegasus with an athletic build. For attire, she wore a gray short jacket, a white sports bra that showed off her midriff, black shorts, and red sneakers. “What’s this all about?!” 

“Girls, something… shocking has just happened.” Twilight, despite being a little miffed with her friends’ lateness and of Rainbow’s outburst, struggled to explain what had occurred earlier. “It concerns Spike.”

“Spikey-Wikey?” Rarity, the ever fashionable and generous white unicorn’s ears perked up upon hearing the dragon’s name. Her figure was one fit for a world-class model, having a curvy hourglass figure. For attire, Rarity wore a white blouse, a dark purple long skirt, and white glass slippers. “What happened? Is he alright?”
 
“Well… You see-”

“Did he get called away again to Canterlot?” Pinkie interrupted before Twilight could explain. In appearance, she was a pink earth pony with poofy hair and tail. She also has a slightly chubby build to her, likely from all the sweets she makes. For attire, she wore a light purple shirt with a picture of a cupcake on it, light blue jean shorts, and green shoes. “Or did he take a trip to the Crystal Empire?” 

“No Pinkie!” Twilight answered, her annoyance boiling.

“Then where is he?” Fluttershy finally entered into the conversation. For attire, she wore a green turtle neck sweater, white long skirt, both of which hid how curvy the shy pony’s figure really was, and green sandals. In appearance, she was a butterscotch pegasus with light pink hair and tail. “You didn’t give him too many chores again did you?” 
 
“What?! No!” Twilight protested, angry that her friends think she is overworking her number one assistant. “Just list-”

“Then where is he!? What’s going on!?” Rainbow Dash pitched on again, her patience running very low.

“Oh dear, I hope Spikey is alright and not exhausted from all the chores you tend to give.” Rarity openly spoke her thoughts, oblivious to Twilight’s angry look. “I hope he isn’t passed out in his room.”

“Yeah, Twilight, you can be quite the taskmaster.” Rainbow Dash spoke with a smug smirk. “You should give the little guy a break.”

That was it. 

“LISTEN TO ME!!!” Twilight shouted with something akin to the royal voice Celestia and Luna are feared for.

The five pony mares were silenced by Twilight’s outburst. They have seen her freak out before but very rarely do they ever see her like this at this magnitude.

“NONE of that has happened!” Twilight practically spoke with clenched teeth. “It’s… worse.”

“What could possibly be worse than you treating Spike like a pack mule?” Rainbow questioned but received a vicious growl from Twilight which actually sent a fearful shiver down the athlete's spine.

“His mom is here!” Twilight appleid plainly but there was venom in her tone.

The pony mares just stood silently for a moment, exchanging glances.

“Princess Celestia is here?!” Rarity spoke in surprise, breaking the silence. “Oh dear, I’m hardly wearing anything worthy for an audience with the princess!”

“Ah get the princess visiting is a pretty big deal but you seem to be taking it as an end of the world thing.” Applejack also spoke. “Is she here on important business or something?”

“No, it’s not the princess.” Twilight grimly replied. “It’s his actual mom.”

“What?!” All the mares shouted.

“That’s right, you heard me.” Twilight confirmed but she didn’t look happy at all. “Spike’s actual biological mother just arrived and reunited with him today.”

“This isn’t another Sludge incident is it?” Fluttershy spoke, concerned about Spike being lied to again.

“I’m hoping that it isn’t but I don’t trust this dragoness!” Twilight spoke, fearing for Spike’s safety and emotional state. “We all remember what that piece of garbage Sludge tried in pretending to be his dad but now this dragoness claims to be his mom!

“Did she have any proof that she’s his mom?” Applejack questioned, trying to be reasonable and not letting fearful suspicion get the better. “Sludge didn’t have any and took advantage of Spike’s trust. So does this dragoness have any?

“Well…” Twilight wanted to say no but that would be a lie and Applejack would sense it. With a sigh, she decided to tell them what had transpired earlier today. From when Cynder just showed up unannounced and not only revealing herself as Spike’s mother but also manages to prove it through a spell called the “Flame’s Kinship”.

“The… Flame’s Kinship?” Rarity questioned. “A spell that only dragons know and… it proves one’s familial relationship between parent and child?”

“That’s what this Cynder said and… proved.” Twilight confirmed albeit grudgingly.

The mares each exchanged looks of surprise and concern. Unlike the selfish scumbag Sludge, this dragoness proved herself to be related to Spike.

“How… How did Spike respond to the news?” Fluttershy questioned, ever concerned for the wellbeing of her friends.

“He… appears to be taking it well.” Twilight admitted. “He’s out with her right now, “getting to know her” and “making up for lost time”, that sort of thing.”

"Ya don't seem happy about it Twi." Applejack said with a raised eyebrow.

Twilight sighed again, "You're right, I'm not."

"How come darling?" Rarity asked, "You should be glad that Spikey-Wikey is reunited with his mother."

"I know it's just that… don't you girls find it a little odd that after all these years, Cynder suddenly comes out of nowhere and decides that now she wants to reunite with Spike?" Twilight pointed out which puts the other girls in deep thought about that.

"Yeah I'll have to agree with you there Twi, that does sound a little sus." Rainbow said, unable to deny the bookworm's logic.

"And even if she is Spike's actual mother, there's a very good possibility that she might be using him for her own gains." Twilight continued, her eyes speaking that she was certain about this

"Whoa Twilight, take it easy there." Applejack spoke up, "Ah know that you're highly suspicious of this Cynder gal, but don't you think that’s going at least a little too far?"

Twilight lowered her head a little after hearing that, "Your right AJ, I'm probably am. It's just that after all the trouble we went through with that lying bastard Sludge, I just don't want Spike's heart to get broken again. As well as mine."

The girls each exchanged looks of concern and sadness. That moment where a wedge between Twilight and Spike almost formed affected all of them and it wasn’t something they wanted to happen again. After all, Spike wasn’t just a little brother to Twilight but to all of them and seeing him so broken-hearted after Sludge’s lie and nearly ruining the relationship he had with Twilight crushed their very souls.

“We understand Twilight.” Rarity spoke, trying to comfort her friend. “We all don’t want a repeat of the… Sludge incident but what is it you want us to do?”

“I know that this is asking a lot but if you can, would you girls please keep an eye on Cynder for me?” Twilight pleaded to her friends.

“You want us to spy on her?!” Applejack shouted, incredulous at this request. 

“Oh dear, I don’t think I can do that.” Fluttershy chimed in, fearful as ever. “Especially on a dragon.”

“Honestly Twilight, having your friends spy for you?” Rarity voiced her disappointment.

“Well what do you want me to do?!” Twilight shouted. “Just welcome this dragoness with open arms and have her crush Spike’s feelings just like Sludge did?!”

“Of course not but maybe we should let Spike figure this out.” Applejack spoke, trying to alleviate her friend’s paranoia.

Twilight just looked at Applejack like she had just said the most insane thing she had ever heard. Rarity could’ve sworn that Twilight’s left eye was twitching.

“You can’t be serious?” Twilight said, trying to stay reasonable.

Applejack sighed and placed a hand on Twilight's shoulder, "Look Twi, ah get it. The incident with Sludge left a real bad taste in yer mouth, as it did with the rest of us. But sometimes… you just gotta take a chance and hope for the best."

Now it was Twilight's turn to sigh, albeit a much longer one. "Maybe you're right, Applejack. I still don't trust Cynder but maybe it's best that Spike figures this out on his own. I will admit, there's a small part of me that is hoping that my suspicions of her are wrong."

AJ smiled, "That's good to hear." She said as she gave the lavender alicorn a pat on the back, "And if it makes ya feel better, we'll keep a close eye on this Cynder gal whenever we can. Just don't expect it to be 24/7 though."

Rarity and the others all nodded their heads in agreement. “Thanks girls. It means a lot that you are there for me and hopefully this won’t be another Sludge incident.” Twilight spoke in gratitude.

“Of course darling, that is what friends are for.” Rarity said with pride in her voice. “We will all be there for Spikey-wikey should this Cynder have any horrid plan for him.”

Twilight gave another grateful smile. If anything were to happen to Spike, Twilight didn’t what she would do as Spike was pretty much her little brother and after what happened with Sludge, she was afraid of losing him and thanks to her friends, she remembered that she wasn’t alone in this should something happen with her oldest friend.

“If that is all Twilight, ah better get back to the orchard, Big Mac is going to need all the help he can picking the apples.” Applejack said, wanting to get back to her work. “If Spike comes nearby, rest assured I’ll be there to check up on him.”

“Same here Twilight.” Rarity added in agreement. “If Spikey-Wikey comes nearby I’ll be sure to see if he is alright and if this dragoness is what she claims to be, I wouldn’t mind asking her to model a dress for me.”

“Rarity…” Twilight grumbled. As much as she appreciated her help in making sure Cynder wasn’t what she suspected her to be, her friend’s desire for fashion could be tiring.

“What?” Rarity bemoaned. “I’ve never really had the opportunity to make a dress for a dragoness before.”

“Just… Make sure Spike is doing alright if they come by your shop.” Twilight groaned. “THEN, you can make a dress for Cynder.”

“Naturally darling, but if this Cynder wishes for me to make a dress for her there’s no stopping me.” Rarity replied with a brightened smile. “Of course if she is wearing something dreadful then I MUST help this dragoness understand fashion.”

“RARITY!!!” Twilight shouted, causing the white unicorn to jump.

“Alright, I’m going no need to shout.” Rarity then hurried off out of the throne room and headed back to her boutique. 

“Yeah Twilight, no need to act like this is the end of the world.” Rainbow spoke which earned her another glare from the Friendship Princess. “If this Cynder is up to no good I can assure you that this pegasus will give her the beat down of her life. Count on it.”

Before Twilight could reply, Rainbow Dash zipped out of the throne room and went back to whatever it was she was doing.

“Don’t worry Twilight, I’m sure Spike will be fine and even though this is a big change for us, I’m sure everything will be back to normal.” Fluttershy assured her friend with a hug. “Now I have to get back to the animals, if I see Spike, I’ll check up on him like the others.”

“Thank you Fluttershy.” Twilight spoke in gratitude, especially since Fluttershy is the most afraid of full grown dragons. Though she was able to grow out of that fear, she can still get rather nervous around them.

“Yeah. Everything will be fine.” Pinkie jumped in with her usual boundless energy. “And if this Cynder really is legit, I’ll organize a welcoming party.”

“Pinkie please…” Twilight groaned once more. Twilight enjoyed a decent party as much as the next pony but Pinkie’s ever desire to organize one can be exhausting.

“You know I just thought of something…” Pinkie didn’t notice Twilight’s discomfort as she spoke. “If this Cynder is his actual mom and Princess Celestia is his adopted mom, does that mean Spike has two moms now?”

Twilight just froze stiff after hearing that question. Celestia loves Spike like she was her own since the day he hatched and now this dragoness comes to town and proves she is his biological mother. Twilight couldn’t even begin to predict how Celestia would respond to the news or how this would affect the princess’ relationship with Spike.

“Ummm… I’ll get back to you on that.” Twilight practically stuttered but Pinkie just shrugged and hopped off out of the room leaving Twilight alone with her thoughts.

As soon as Pinkie was out of sight and earshot, Twilight instantly started to freak out. “Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! How the tartarus am I going to explain Princess Celestia about this?!”

Just then, she heard the door opening up again. Twilight looks up to see that it was her former student, Starlight Glimmer. A pale pink unicorn mare with moderate persian blue eyes and dark purple mane and tail with violet and mint streaks. She wore a light purple business suit that hugged her curves.

“Hey Twilight.” Starlight began, “I got your message, sorry I was late. I was held up with a student and then I got lost in your castle. Again.”

“It’s quite alright, Starlight.” Twilight reassured her but thought. ‘Maybe I should consider making directions in the halls…’

“So what’s up? You said it was urgent.” She asked.

Twilight sighed, “You may wanna sit down for this…”





Outside of the castle and into the town of Ponyville, Spike was leading his newly reunited biological mother through town while at the same time trying to get to know her.

As he and Cynder were walking into town, many ponies took notice of the rather tall dragoness strolling aside with Spike. Some felt intimidated and somewhat frightened of Cynder’s rather dark appearance while others, mostly stallions, can't help but stare and drool at her buxom and curvaceous figure. 

“So… Mom…” Spike began, “Where have you been all this time?”

“Well for now, let’s just say that I was… away.” Cynder replied, looking away and scratching the back of her head.

“Ok. What about dad? My real dad that is. Is he…?” 

“No! Of course not! He’s… around.” Cynder said rather hesitantly.

“Well, where is he then?” Spike asked, his voice littered with eagerness and impatience.

“Look sweety, I understand that you have a lot of questions right now and I’m more than happy to answer them for you.” Cynder replied calmly, “But first, is there any place where we could eat? Finding you was not easy and It’s been a really long trip, so I’m famished right now.”

Spike thought of the perfect place.

After a short walk and around a corner, Spike led Cynder to one of his favorite places for a bite to eat. Even though gems were not usually on their menu.

“What’s this place?” Cynder asked her son, a little amused on the decorative building.

“This is Sugarcube Corner. A great place for something sweet or any kind of bakery goods.” Spike explained. “A friend of mine works here.”

“Really…” Cynder replied. “You have a lot of pony friends.”

Spike shrugged at that, “Well that’s what happens when you're raised by them for your whole life. Granted I have some non-pony friends as well but they’re usually far and in between.”

“I… Suppose.” Cynder responded, a little shame washed over her.

“...Anyways, Pinkie and the Cake family will have something great to eat.” Spike assured his mother, realizing what he said and what it meant.

Spike and Cynder entered the Sugarcube Corner, and the dragoness was a little surprised by how much bakery goods and sweets were on display. However, what caught Cynder’s attention was the pony behind the counter, a middle-age blue pony, wearing a baker’s apron and had a little plump in her figure, especially in the hips, which the dragoness immediately suspected that she had children.

Said baker pony turned around after hearing her store’s door bell ring and perked up after seeing that her latest customer of the day is Spike. 

“Well hello Spike, good to see you!” The pony warmly spoke. “Here for a bite to eat?”

“Good to see you too Mrs. Cake and yes very much.” Spike replied. “Also would you be so kind as to make something nice for her please?”

Spike gestured to the lady behind him and Mrs. Cake was surprised to see that his companion was a very tall dragoness, who had a figure that would put most pony models to shame. She was a little intimidated by her dark scales and especially her razor sharp horns but from her eyes, Mrs. Cake could see no threat at all.

“Oh my… erm, Spike who is this new friend of yours?” She asked.

“Oh, this is Cynder. She’s my-” Just as Spike was about to say his mom, he felt a little nudge from Cynder who lowered herself to his ear.

“I think it’s best these ponies don’t know you and I are related until the time is right.” She suggested to her son, remembering what he and Twilight said about Sludge and the latter’s apparent freak out when she revealed herself.

“Right… Um, she’s a guest to Ponyville and I’m showing her around but we could use a bite to eat.” Spike agreed and explained to Mrs. Cake. He wasn’t lying but he didn’t say the full truth either.

“...Of course.” Mrs. Cake seemed to believe his story but maintained her happy smile. “Any friend of Spike’s is certainly welcome in our bakery. What can I get you both?”

“I’ll have the usual.” Spike replied.

“Two donut bars, one chocolate and the other maple, as well as a cookies & cream milkshake, got it.” Mrs Cake said as she wrote it down on a piece of paper. She then turns towards Cynder, “And what will you be having dear?”

Cynder looked over all the bakery goods on the display and what was one the menu. She was a little overwhelmed by how many she had to choose from. But ultimately came to a decision.

“Um.. I’ll have two of those cream filled muffins and a regular vanilla milkshake please.” Cynder answered.

Mrs. Cake wrote down Cynder’s order and directed them to the cafe seating area of her shop as they waited for their little meal. And yet, an awkward silence remained between them. Spike honestly didn’t know what to say or what questions to ask first. There were so many he had to ask her. 

Cynder, for her part, didn’t know what her son would ask her first either. There were so many things she wanted to tell him, she just didn’t know exactly where to start.

Ultimately, Spike decided to ask the one question that just went through his mind. “Um… What was my father’s name?”

"...Spyro. His name was… is Spyro." Cynder replied.

“Spyro…” Spike said in deep thought, “Well it’s definitely a better name than Sludge that’s for sure.” He chuckled.

Cynder could only make a faint smile.

“Do I… Do I look like him?” Spike asked. He wanted to have some kind of idea on what his father looked like. Even a physical resemblance would help.

“Well… His scales were a different shade of purple and he had horns.” Cynder spoke but her answer made Spike lower his head. “But you have his spines!”

"I… see." Spike said in deep thought, "What was he like personality-wise?"

"He was quite the hotshot." She replied with a playful roll of her eyes, "He loves to show off and usually charges in first and asks questions later. That said however, he's selfless and would always want to do the right thing."

“He almost sounds like Rainbow Dash.” Spike chuckled.

“Who’s that?” Cynder asked.

“A pegasus pony who really enjoys the thrill in life.” Spike answered. “Next to being a speedster, Rainbow loves flying and being a Wonderbolt.”

‘Another pony friend…” Cynder thought. But like her son had spoken before, being raised by ponies would likely have one make quite a few of them. Though her mind wouldn’t dwell on it for long.

"HI SPIKE!!!" Pinkie yelled, popping out of nowhere.

"AAAAHHH!!!" Both Spike and Cynder screamed and fell out of their chairs.

"Pinkie! How many times have we told you not to do that!?!?" Spike chastised.

"Hmmm," Pinkie hummed, putting a finger on her chin before answering, "2,032 times."

“Wait, What? You’ve been keeping count?!” Spike asked, dumbfounded. 

“Of course silly billy.” She answered nonchalantly which left the dragon only more confused. “By the way, here are your orders.”

Much like the pony, Pinkie brought out two trays out of nowhere which had their orders. Cynder herself was left mystified on how this pony came out of thin air and brought their food so easily.

After delivering the food, Pinkie decided to take a good look at Cynder. She scanned the dragoness all over, taking a long look at her, squinting her eyes. But doing so immediately made Cynder feel uncomfortable.

“Is there something wrong?” Cynder asked but in a very annoyed tone.

“So your Spike’s new mom?” Pinkie asked which made Spike’s head jump in surprise. “You know Spike, she doesn’t really look like you.”

The comment practically crushed both dragons present. Cynder wanted to snarl in anger at this absent-minded pony’s comment.

“Pinkie…” Spike struggled to say, both annoyed and a little depressed. “Did Twilight call you after I left the castle?”

“No.” Pinkie answered which bewildered Spike, thinking it was one of her “pinkie senses' ', but not for long. “She called Rainbow, Fluttershy, AJ, Rarity and tttthhhheeennn me.” Pinkie gave the most innocent and cheesiest smile one could make.

Spike just slammed his head onto the table, “Dammit Twi…”

“Nosy princess…” Cynder grumbled to herself quietly.

“She does have those emerald eyes of yours, though.” Pinkie further commented, oblivious to the tumultuous feelings surrounding the room.

The pink pony was right though, Spike could clearly see that Cynder’s eyes matched his own. Fortunately for the dragons, Mrs. Cake had sensed the disturbance and arrived to divert Pinkie’s attention.

“Pinkie dear, why don’t you help in getting the cupcakes ready for the school?” Mrs. Cake called toward Pinkie with an almost pleading smile on her face.

“Okie dokie lokie.” Pinkie agreed and began to hop away. “Bye Spike! By Spike’s new mom!”

“Spike’s new mom?” Mrs. Cake quietly questioned.

Spike could only make an audible and large sigh in both exhaustion and frustration. Cynder, meanwhile, just wanted to strangle the pink annoyance that was now out of her reach.

With a sigh, Spike turns to Mrs. Cake, "Well, guess the cat's out of the bag then. Mrs. Cake, Cynder is actually my mom. My birth mom."

Mrs. Cake’s eyes widened a bit as she stared at the dragoness who could only give a nervous and sheepish smile.

“...Oh well hehe.” Mrs. Cake could practically feel the awkwardness that was filling the room. “I’ll… I’ll just leave the two of you be then.”

Mrs. Cake practically ran out of the seating area, leaving Spike alone with Cynder but it did little to remove the awkward feelings and the sheer embarrassment.

“So… the pink one another one of your friends?” Cynder asked but her tone was clearly annoyed if not angered.

“...Yes.” Spike groaned. “Her name is Pinkie Pie and being tactful isn’t one of her strong suits.”

“I noticed…” She grumbled. “She didn’t exactly make a first good impression with me.”

“Yeah, she can have that effect on some people.” Spike admitted, “But, she can be pretty fun to hang out with once you get to know her better.” He added.

“We’ll see.” Cynder said, still unsure of the pink pony.

After finishing their meals, Spike and Cynder left the Sugarcube Corner with Pinkie Pie waving them goodbye excitably. The two dragons headed around Ponyville, with Spike showing his mother the town. He showed her the market place and even where the Golden Oaks Library used to stand. Next, Spike showed her one of his favorite places in town.

“And here is the Ponyville Day Spa.” Spike pointed towards said building. “It’s a great place to relax and get pampered. I even worked there for a bit.”

“Really?” Cynder was surprised that her son found some work at a place that dragons never really have. “What did you do there?

“Oh, mostly massages.” Spike answered. “Believe it or not, these claws are actually pretty good at helping tense muscles relax. The Spa twins in there always seem eager to have me work there again.”

“Hmm…” Cynder couldn’t help but think suspiciously at that last part. “Are these twins… also friends?”

“More like acquaintances to be honest.” Spike answered. “I’m mostly a customer but they are nice ponies who are dedicated to their jobs at helping other ponies relax. You should try the Spa out when you get a chance.”

Oh… I don’t know…” Cynder looked very unsure. “Honestly, aside from flying in the clouds to relax, I’ve never really been pampered in such a way before.”

“That’s what I thought but after experiencing it, I never felt so relaxed.” Spike encouraged her. “You wouldn’t know it but the ponies there are great at getting a dragon’s claws done.”

Cynder actually seemed surprised after hearing that. Enough so that she looked at her own claws. They looked razor sharp and deadly as ever but they were not very polished, something she noticed in Spike’s own claws. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have a day at the spa.

“I’ll think about Spike…” Cynder spoke to her son, still a little nervous at the thought of ponies pampering her.

“Okay, just don’t get into too much.” Spike advised. “If you do, you will find that hours have passed. Rarity’s own trip to the Spa can take up most of the day.”

“Rarity?” Cynder asked.

“Oh, another one of my pony friends and one of the element bearers like Twilight.” Spike answered, but his mother noticed a slight dreamy look in his eyes.

The door to the Spa would open and said white unicorn would exit. She noticed Spike almost immediately, especially with the tall dragoness.

“Yoo-Hoo!! Spikey-Wikey!!” Rarity squealed towards the dragons. However, saying the dragon's pet name brought a huge blush to his face.

“...Spikey… Wikey?” Cynder spoke bewildered but at the same time, it brought an amused smile to her face.

“Heh heh… Speak of the devil, that’s Rarity.” Spike spoke, clearly embarrassed that his crush just spoke her pet name for him in front of his mother. 

Rarity headed towards the two with a skip in her step and gave the dragon a firm hug which only made the blush of Spike’s face deepen, given that he now could feel the unicorn’s large breasts squished against his chest and chin. Cynder couldn’t help but twitch in jealousy as her son was given such an… affectionate hug and it was clear that her son had a crush on this unicorn lady.

The hug lasted longer than Cynder would’ve liked.

“AHEM!” Cynder exaggerated, catching the two’s attention.

“S-Sorry…” Spike stuttered after freeing himself from Rarity’s grasp. “Rarity, this is Cynder, my birth mother… but you probably already know that.”

“Yes, Twilight immediately called us, claiming it was an emergency, telling us that a dragoness arrived and claimed she was your mother.” Rarity explained which caused an annoyed look to return on the two dragons’ faces. She then turned and got a good look at the dragoness.

This ultimately caused her to circle around Cynder, as if inspecting her, leaving the dragoness feeling uncomfortable. Spike, however, knew full well that Rarity was in full fashion mode and once she got into it, there was no stopping her.

Rarity indeed had the examining eye of a fashion designer and while she found Cynder’s simple black cloak to be terribly atrocious in a fashionable sense, the white unicorn couldn’t help but notice how well the dragoness’ figure was. It was perfect in almost every way. Large hips fit for a breeder, a long slender neck with a rather charming metal choker, a rather intimidating crown of sharp horns on her head, piercing emerald green eyes, a head-turning rear, firm muscles in her arms, legs and thighs, a flat toned stomach and most of all, her breasts were amongst the largest she had ever seen. Larger than even some of the models she had made clothes for.

“Is there something wrong, miss?” Cynder spoke, fully annoyed now. Spike however, attempted to ease his mother’s concern.

“It’s nothing mom, Rarity is basically in a “fashion mode” whenever she meets someone new and has potential when it comes to clothes.” Spike explained but Cynder didn’t seem convinced.

“So there’s something wrong with my current attire?” Cynder asked but her tone clearly showed she was more annoyed now.

“A little bland darling.” Rarity answered, which caused the dragoness’ eyes to twitch. “But by Celestia you have the figure of a goddess!”

Cynder changed from being annoyed to blushing after hearing the unicorn’s compliment. “Well… thanks. I guess.”

“If I may darling, would you mind coming over to my boutique so I could make you some proper clothes?” Rarity asked.

Cynder was a little unsure about this. She looks at Spike and gives him a look that says what she should do. Her son silently gestured that she should take up on her offer. With a sigh, Cynder said, “Well, I don’t see why not…”

“Splendid!” Rarity said cheerfully as she grabbed Cynder’s hand, “Right this way please.”

“H-Hey!” Cynder said as she was dragged off by the unicorn.

Spike only chuckled as he followed suit.

After a short walk, the trio made it to Rarity’s home and business, the Carousel Boutique. Cynder found the building very fancy-looking. Then again, it seemed to match the unicorn’s style. If Cynder was being honest, if her son did have a crush on this pony dragging her towards her shop, the dragoness found her a bit pushy and a bit too focused on appearances.

Upon entering the building, Cynder saw many mannequins of ponies with all kinds of outfits, specifically the kind that would make one stand out. Cynder was starting to fear that this unicorn was about to put her into one of these outfits…

“Now then darling, shall we get started?” Rarity asked rather gleefully.

Cynder gulped, “I… suppose.” Was all she replied.

Spike couldn’t help but smirk in amusement as Rarity led his mother to a podium to begin measurements. There was no stopping the unicorn once she found someone who she believed was making a “terrible mistake” or needed “help” whenever it came to fashion, so there was no point in intervening.

“First my dear, let's see what your measurements are.” Rarity spoke as Cynder stood upon the podium. “But first, could you take off that dreadful cloak?”

“What?!” Cynder was aghast.

“Is there a problem darling?” Rarity was perplexed by her reaction. “In order for me to take proper measurements, I need no obstructions.”

“W-Well… I can’t.” Cynder answered with reluctance.

“Why is that?” Rarity asked.

“B-Because I’m… not wearing anything underneath it.” Cynder answered with a blush on her face.

Both Spike and Rarity's eyes widened at this with the former turning as red as a tomato.

"Oh… well… hmmm. This… certainly complicates things." Rarity said with a stutter. She then turns towards Spike, "Darling could you do me a favor?"

Spike shook head, getting his mind back on track, "Uh… sure. What is it?" He asked.

"Would you mind putting this on the door for me please?" The unicorn asked as she gave him a Sorry, We're Closed sign.

"Not at all." The drake replied. However, before he turned to do as he was told, Rarity grabbed his wrist.

“And Spike,” Rarity spoke. “Could you please stay in the main lobby until I have the measurements?”

Spike blushed but clearly agreed. Last thing he wanted right now was to see his newly met biological mother in the nude. Even if she had one of the best figures he had ever seen.

Spike shakes that last thought out of his head, as it started to heat him up a bit…

“S-Sure, of course.” Spike stuttered and left the fitting room to put up Rarity’s sign and wait until the measurements and fitting was over.

After a minute or two, Spike remained in the main lobby as he was told. With him not present, Rarity would be able to take the measurements now.

“Alright then…” Rarity spoke but she wasn’t entirely confident. “Now Miss Cynder… could you please…”

Rarity attempted to make a gesture for the dragoness to remove her clothing so she could do what the unicorn needed but Cynder remained heavily reluctant. After all, she never did undress for anyone other than for Spyro…

Nonetheless, Cynder did as she was instructed and began to loosen up her robe. Once the cloth hit the floor, the full majesty of Cynder’s body was laid bare. Cynder was never one to truly boast or flaunt, that was Spyro’s penchant at times, but she did take pride in her figure, the kind that can and will turn heads. Yet, in the presence of this pony, and with her son in the other room, Cynder couldn’t help but feel bashful.

On her part, Rarity could feel her face burn up in a mixture of sheer arousal and envy. This one dragoness, like she said earlier, had the body of a goddess. She had curves in all the right places. Her hips would put most breeders to shame and yet had the strength to crack skulls. Her legs and arms were slim yet very fit and her scales were absolutely lustrous. She had a flat, almost chiseled, belly with a noticeable six-pack. Despite the black and dark purple colors, they shone under the room’s light. Most of all… Cynder had the largest breasts she had ever seen. Rivaling Celestia herself and would make even the most luscious of models weep in jealousy. Not only were they large but also firm, as far as Rarity could tell without groping a feel, but the unicorn believed the dragones must have a strong back to hold up those beautiful jugs. Her dark purple nipples were also inverted.

“M-Miss Rarity… You're staring.” Cynder finally spoke, breaking the awkward silence. “It’s making me uncomfortable.”

Mentally slapping herself from her ogling, Rarity regained her composure as best she could. 

“O-Oh! My deepest apologies!” Rarity spoke, slightly ashamed that she somewhat broke a line of professionality. “It’s just I have never measured a dragoness before and certainly not one as exotic as yourself.”

Cynder’s blush reappeared in full force once again. “T-Thank you but could we please finish this? I don’t want Spike just standing out there by himself.”

“O-Of course.” Rarity stuttered and despite being a little flustered, she got to work.

She first started with Cynder's hips which she barely got the measurements around, 'My goodness, her hips are HUGE.' Rarity inwardly thought. The unicorn was starting to get a little jealous.

Cynder, on her part, can't help but feel a little uncomfortable but remembers that she's doing this for her son.

As Rarity continued to measure the dragoness, she continued to think to herself, 'This dragon has a goddess' body! Not even Ember could ever hope to compete.'

That belief in her mind was cemented when she finally measured her bust. ‘Sweet Celestia… Only the princess herself could match the size of this! SS-Cup!? I don’t even know if I have anything that could fit this!”

Such were the seamstress’s thoughts when her measuring rope couldn’t reach all around her breasts…

“Oh my…” Rarity spoke softly as she struggled in bringing the measuring rope together.

“Is there something wrong?” Cynder asked.

“Er, would you mind sucking your chest in a little bit darling?” Rarity asked sheepishly.

Cynder blushed a bit but complied, attempting to “suck in” her bountiful chest. She held her breath but despite her efforts, the unicorn didn’t see much difference.

“Um… Are you sucking in her ches-” Rarity attempted to ask but her measuring rope snapped.

Both the dragoness and the unicorn mare just stared in a measure of shock and slight embarrassment.

“Everything alright in there?” Spike called from the other room, startling the two ladies. “I thought I heard something snap.”

Cynder and Rarity looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Um, everything's fine darling." Rarity said, hoping not to make an awkward situation worse than it already is.

“Yes, everything’s fine.” Cynder spoke in agreement but her tone showed she was annoyed as she looked down at the snapped measuring tape hanging off her breasts. “Aaaallll fine.”

“Well… if you two say so.” Spike said.

Once Spike was taken care of, Cynder just gave Rarity an annoyed look.

“W-Well… I don’t know if I have anything that might fit your… prodigious size.” Rarity spoke with a very nervous smile. “But let me take a look.”

“Please be quick.” Cynder spoke in a hushed yet annoyed tone.

Rarity quickly went to one of her clothing racks, specifically the undergarments for anything that might fit Cynder’s rack. The seamstress never had the chance to measure or model a dragoness before. She thought this would be a great opportunity but she never measured one who had such a massive bosom. Rarity was starting to regret taking that opportunity to measure the dragoness, as her whole figure made her own feel… underdeveloped and inferior.

Rarity suddenly remembered she still has a couple of free flowing dresses for a… certain large mare. It’s not much but it's the only solution she has at the moment until she makes the proper sized clothes for Cynder.

“Hold on darling. I might have something you could wear.” The unicorn said as she went to a nearby closet. 

Cynder could only sigh as one of her son's pony friends looks for a dress the dragoness could use while she herself is waiting in the nude.

'How did my son end up with ponies?' She said in her thoughts, 'I thought those old geezers were supposed to look after him and teach him what it truly means to be a dragon in case something happened to me and Spyro. Then again, when I returned to the temple it was completely abandoned and the guardians were nowhere in sight, so something MUST have happened while I was gone.'

Cynder was snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed that Rarity had returned with a rather large pink dress with purple polka dots.

"You can't be serious…" Cynder groaned.

"I know it's not what you would like darling but until I make some clothes that are more your size, this is your only option right now." Rarity insisted.

The dragoness lets out a frustrated sigh as she takes the dress and puts it on. After she does so, Cynder looks into a mirror and doesn't like what she sees. The dress barely reached to her knees and was pretty wide around the waist area, making it look like she put on some weight. 

"I look like a cross between a fat hooker and a damn clown…" Cynder grumbled, having preferred the raggedy old robe.

In fact, the dress had been so light-weighted and free flowing that Cynder felt she wasn’t wearing anything at all. Since she had no undergarments on, she was practically still nude. It would only take a strong enough gust of wind to reveal that.

Rarity frowned at Cynder’s choice of words but she wasn’t entirely surprised by it. “I know it’s not what you were hoping for but like I said, this is all I can do for you right now until I have made some clothes that are around your size. Just… try not to fly and you’ll do fine.”

Cynder growled a bit but complied since she didn’t have much other choice.

“Okay Spikey, you can come back in.” Rarity called out but doing so made Cynder slightly panic since she didn’t know how her son would react to the ridiculous dress she was wearing.

After hearing Rarity call for him, Spike entered the fitting room. “So did you get the measurements you needed Rari-WHOA Polka dots!!!”

Cynder just frowned as her face blushed greatly at her son’s reaction to the… dress Rarity had given her. Though in the dragon’s opinion, what she was wearing wasn’t a dress at all.

Spike, realizing what he just said, cleared his throat and backtracked, "Er, I mean you look good mom."

"Sorry Spike but this is all I could offer to your mother until I make more proper clothing for her." Rarity explained.

"That's fine Rarity." Spike shrugged, "At least she has something to wear." Cynder, on the other hand, doesn't exactly share her son's optimism.

“Rest assured Spike, I will have a set of clothes ready for her in no time!” Rarity vowed. “It’s not every day my client is a dragon and with the measurements I have acquired, it shouldn’t take long.”

Spike smiled at Rarity’s passion but Cynder didn’t seem convinced and the dragoness didn’t seem to approve of his son’s infatuation with the unicorn.

“If that is so, then you wouldn’t mind that you will have my new clothes ready by the end of the week?” Cynder asked but it sounded like she was giving the unicorn a challenge.

Rarity’s smile quickly faded and her eyes widened.

“B-By the end of the week?!” Rarity asked, hoping that she heard wrong but from the dragoness’ glare, it wasn’t so. “W-Well I don’t know if that is possible. I-I mean I already have plenty of orders to fill.”

“Well from what I heard from my son regarding your talents and skills, I figured that you would be capable of handling it.” Cynder spoke, a smug tone could be found in it. “My son wasn’t mistaken or misled was he?”

Rarity balked at that. Her face was almost red with rage. True it didn’t take much to anger her but hearing her seamstress skills and reputation being questioned really set her off but for Spike’s sake, she restrained herself and maintained her composure as best she could.

“O-Of course not, miss Cynder!” Rarity regained her voice. “I assure you, I will have a set of clothes for you by the end of the week and you will NOT be disappointed.”

Cynder couldn’t help but maintain the smug challenging look on her face but gave the unicorn a nod of confirmation.

Spike observed Rarity’s anxiety and was disliking that his mom appeared amused by it.

After that, Spike and Cynder left the boutique with Rarity starting to work on Cynder's clothes. 

“Challenge accepted Miss Cynder!” Rarity spoke with complete resolve and determination. However, she was nonetheless a little bit peeved on how her first meeting with Spike’s biological mother turned out. “Honestly, how are those two related? *sigh* “In any case, I have a LOT of work to do.”

As Spike and Cynder walked through the streets, Spike spoke up “Mom, can I ask you something?” 

“Sure thing.” Cynder replied.

“Do you have a problem with my pony friends?” He asked with unsurity.

Cynder’s eyes widened, “What?! No! Of course not! What kind of question is that?”

Spike turned away, “Well, It’s just that you don’t seem too happy that most of my friends are ponies. I also didn't like how you guilted Rarity like that."

"W-Well I just don't wanna wear this getup longer than I have to." The dragoness said, trying to defend herself while pointing at the dress she was wearing.

"Still mom, that was a very low blow back there." Spike countered.

"I- *sigh* Your right sweety it was. If your father was here as well, he'd probably chew me out too." Cynder admitted in defeat, "I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted mom. Just promise me you won't do something like that again, ok?"

"I'll try. And to answer your question, it's not that I dislike your pony friends or anything like that, I'm actually happy they took care and looked after you. It's just that I can't help but feel that they robbed you of what it truly means to be a dragon." Cynder explained. "Then again, if your father was in my place, he probably wouldn't have minded it as much as me."

"Why do you say that?" Spike asked.

Cynder chuckled, "Because believe it or not sweety, he was raised by dragonflies."

Spike's eyes widened, "Seriously!?"

Cynder chuckled again, "I have so much to tell about your father. But let's head back to the castle and I'll tell you everything."

Spike smiled, "Ok." As he and his mother head back to Twilight's palace. As Rarity suggested, they did not fly back as Cynder didn’t want any peepers looking under her dress.

As soon as they arrived, they were greeted by Twilight.

“Hey Spike, Cynder. Did you two have a good time?” The alicorn asked.

“Pretty much yeah.” Spike replied.

Twilight then turns towards Cynder and notices her dress, “I see you have some… new clothes.”

“Not my choice.” Cynder grumbled, “Your friend Rarity said this was all she could offer me for the time being.”

“I see.” Twilight said before sighing, “Look Cynder, I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier.” 

It was Cynder’s turn to sigh, “I understand princess. You were just trying to protect my son from being hurt again.”

“Thank you. I’ll also let you live in this palace if you like but on one condition.” Twilight stated.

“And that is…” Cynder asked with a raised eyebrow.

“You have to throw your weight around here such as helping with the chores and such.” Twilight replied.

“Joy…” Cynder groaned.

“I’m sorry Cynder but I’m not making the same mistake as I did with Sludge. You want my trust; you have to earn it.” Twilight said as she remembers how the lazy bastard did nothing but lay around and mooch off of everyone, especially Spike.

Cynder sighed again, “I understand Twilight and I promise that I won’t be anything like that scum ball.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” Twilight said to Cynder before turning back to Spike, “Spike can I have a moment alone with you in the kitchen for a minute?”

“Er, sure Twi.” Spike said as he and Twilight left for the kitchen much to Cynder’s chagrin. Once the reach said kitchen, Spike asked, “So what’s up Twi?”

“Does your adopted mother, Princess Celestia, know about this yet?” The lavender alicorn asked.

“Uhm, no.” Spike replied nervously.

“Then you might want to send her a letter about your mother’s arrival. Your biological mother.” Twilight strongly recommended.

“Right…” Spike replied but the tone of his voice suggested something else. “How exactly am I going to word this?”

“I don’t know Spike but you better think of something soon.” Twilight said with a sigh.

Spike really didn’t know how he was going to bring the news to Celestia. She was his mother in all but blood and now the mother who is his blood had just arrived. He didn’t know how she was going to react nor if she would accept Cynder being a part of his life now. That last thought alone got him sad. He didn’t want to lose either mother in his life.

One thing is for certain, Spike now has two mothers in his life that he has to handle.
> CH 3
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

To say that Spike had a very eventful day would be an understatement… He had just reunited with his biological mother, a black and purple dragoness named Cynder. Further, he had to play mediator between her and his pony friends, most of whom are suspicious towards her ever since the lowlife Sludge masqueraded as his father. While most of his pony friends left a mixed first impression on Cynder, Spike was nonetheless very happy to finally discover the identity of his parents, if only having a little bit of information for now.

However, as Twilight had… strongly suggested, Spike had to inform his legally adopted mother, Princess Celestia herself, that his biological mother had reentered his life and suffice it to say, he had no idea to gently tell the sun princess of this latest development.

After Spike had showed Cynder to one of the nicer guest rooms of the Castle, the young dragon returned to his own room and at his desk, with pen and paper, he struggled to write a properly worded letter to his beloved adopted mother on this matter.

It had been hours since returning back to the Castle, the sun was about to set and what he had written so far…

“Dear Mother…” Spike read aloud. “AGH, I can’t think of anything to make this gentle!”

Spike slammed his forehead onto his desk. He was beyond frustrated. He didn’t want to offend Celestia that his birth mother had returned and make it sound like their relationship no longer mattered but at the same time, he didn’t want to denounce Cynder as his mother now that he just met her. Spike’s mind was a flurry of confusion and conflicted feelings.

Taking a deep breath, Spike proceeds to write the letter:

Dear Mom,


How are you? I’m doing fine. You will NOT believe what happened today.



My…mother, my biological mother has revealed herself to me. She showed up in front of Twilight's castle earlier this morning. Twi, of course, was a bit skeptical of her. Though, I can't necessarily blame her for that after… well, you know, the Sludge Incident.



But she managed to prove that she was my actual mom by using something called the Flame’s Kinship. I'm not gonna lie, I never felt so happy in my life.



B-But of course I still consider you my mother as well. It's just that one of my parents, my real parents, have finally found me. I would like to hear back from you soon.



Love Spike.


Spike re-read his letter a couple times just to make sure everything was alright and sounded sincere. He knew that if he let Twilight check his letter, he would never be able to get a letter put together. She could get way into detail sometimes and made everything sound too professional.

Nonetheless, Spike made one last check-over of his letter and wrapped it up. With his natural dragon fire, he sent the letter straight to his adoptive mother. Even though Spike was happy to have one of his biological parents return and genuinely wanted to be a family, he still didn’t want to forsake the loving relationship he has with Celestia. She was the mother he had never had until now and aside from his sister-figure relationship with Twilight and the others, she was his only family.

“...Hopefully she takes the news well.” Spike said with a sad tone before gazing towards Canterlot in the far distance.





Upon the personal balcony of Princess Celestia’s chambers, the sun monarch was having a delightful afternoon tea with her little sister, the moon monarch, Princess Luna. Celestia had just finished her daily court schedule and was enjoying a little private time with her sister before needing to prepare in lowering the sun.

In appearances, both alicorns were very tall, possessed massive breasts and had bodies every mare in their kingdoms wished they had but both have different types of builds. Celestia looked a bit like a beautiful woman with a desirable flat belly while Luna had the body of a muscular amazon.

The attire they currently wear certainly shows off their… features. Celestia’s attire looked like a cross between a dress and lingerie that is purple in color with gold trims while Luna straight wore what looked like a light-blue bikini with matching evening gloves and boots.

While Celestia was reading today’s news and sipping her tea contently, Luna was slumping in her chair, exaggerating how exhausted she was.

“I swear to Faust Tia, how the Tartarus do you put up with those penny-pinching nobles?” The night alicorn grumbled.

"I got used to it overtime.” The day alicorn replied with a shrug.

"Ugh, if I have to hear Jet Set bitch and moan about how 'taxes should be exclusive to commoners' one more time, I'm throwing him all the way to the Frozen North!" Luna snarled. "Maybe if they stopped wasting their bits on 'luxurious parties' and fifty-foot yachts that they barely use every two or three months, then maybe, just maybe, they wouldn't be so worried about their damn money!"

Celestia chuckled at this before continuing to read her paper. It was then that a letter appeared in front of her. 

"A letter sent by Spike?" Luna asked.

"No doubt, though I'm curious what he or Twilight would want." Celestia said as she opened the letter. As she started to read it and took a sip of her tea, her eyes instantly widened, and she spat the tea she was drinking all over her sister.

"Gah!!! Tia, what the hay!?!" Luna exclaimed, wiping the tea off of herself.

"I need to go to Ponyville! Right. NOW." Celestia said.

"What? Why-?" Was all Luna said before seeing her sister's horn light up and in a golden flash, she vanished. Luna sighed before turning her eyes to the letter. She grabbed the letter to read it and said, "What was on here that has Tia so… so… oh my."





Back in the Castle of Friendship, Spike was still sitting in his desk chair, processing how his adoptive mother is going to handle the news that his biological mother had returned to his life.

“(sigh) Celestia is a lot more rational than Twilight. I’m sure she won’t freak out…” Spike spoke to himself.

Unfortunately… that initial belief would be dashed as a bright golden flash appeared in his room, blasting him out of his seat.

Once the dust settled and Spike got himself back on his feet, he saw Princess Celestia standing at the center of the room with a very worried look on her face.

“WHAT’S THIS I READ ABOUT YOU MEETING YOUR BIRTHMOTHER!?!” Celestia practically screeched, very nearly using her royal voice.

Spike could only gulp and chuckle nervously, giving the most sheepish smile he could make.





On another side of the castle, Cynder was walking down the hallway trying to find a bathroom. Though, the dragoness appeared to be lost.

“So many doors and hallways…” Cynder spoke to herself. “This castle looked a lot smaller on the outside.”

“That’s what I said.” Said a figure behind Cynder.

This caused the startled dragoness to turn and to see Starlight Glimmer not too far behind her.

“Who are you?” Cynder asked, taking a defensive stance.

“Oh uh, my name is Starlight Glimmer.” Starlight introduced herself. “I’m a friend of both Twilight’s and Spike’s.”

‘Another pony friend…’ Cynder thought. “Nice to meet you. I don’t suppose you know where I can find a bathroom do you?”

“There is one next to the library down the hall to your right.” Starlight explained. “I learned that after getting a little lost heh heh…”

Though Starlight tried to change her thoughts from that embarrassing moment to something else, her eyes actually caught the kind of dress the dragoness was wearing…

"Your staring…" Cynder grumbled.

"Oh, err sorry about that." Starlight said, shaking her head, "I just can't help but notice the dress that you're wearing right now."

"Oh… that," Cynder groaned, "This was all your friend Rarity could provide me until she makes clothes that are more around my size."

"I see. She’ll make something stunning; Rarity never disappoints when it comes to fashion.”  Starlight spoke up but Cynder remained somewhat unconvinced. “So… I heard that you're Spike's mother?”

“Yes. I am.” Cynder spoke plainly. “Though some of you ponies don’t seem to be convinced.”

"Well can you really blame us? We just don't want Spike to be hurt again after the whole debacle with Sludge." Starlight pointed out.

Cynder sighed. "No, I suppose not. Though I wish I was given the benefit of the doubt but at the same time I understand why you would be weary of me. As I told Twilight, you lot are just trying to protect my son."

“Exactly.” Starlight affirmed. “I hope that in time, we all can be friends.”

Cynder smiled and nodded but in her mind. ‘We’ll see.’

The conversation for both would abruptly end with a booming sound above them. It was enough to almost get both to lose their footing.

“What was that?!” Cynder spoke out, regaining her footing and assuming a fighting stance.

“I don’t know but from the direction, but it looks like it came from Spike’s room!” Starlight answered.

Hearing this made Cynder’s eyes widen. Fearing for her son’s life, Cynder unfurls her wings and launches herself into the air, flying towards the commotion’s location, leaving Starlight behind and shocked.

“W-Wait! You don’t know-” Starlight tried to inform Cynder of Spike’s room but seeing the look in the dragoness’ eyes and seeing her fly away in such speed that would make Rainbow Dash proud, she knew that it was pointless. “Well… Hopefully Spike is okay…”

Cynder was flying pretty fast in her efforts to locate her son. She had just reunited with him and hearing something dangerous and that he may be in it sent terror through her. She wasn’t going to let anything get between herself and her son.







Back in Spike’s room…

“What do you mean this dragoness is your mother?!?!” Celestia repeated in a practical scream.

“W-Well I…” Spike struggled to find the words, his adopted mother suddenly teleporting in his room and shooting him questions before he had a chance to respond certainly didn’t help.

“Well… I’m waiting!” Celestia demanded crossing her arms.

Suddenly, his door burst open revealing to be Cynder.

“Hey!” The dragoness suddenly screamed, “Just what do you think you're doing with my son?!?”

“I just happen to be his adoptive mother!” Celestia answered as she stomped up to Cynder to match her up, “So… you must be his “Birthmother” I presume?”

“Yeah, that’s right!” Cynder snarled, getting up at Celestia’s face with their massive breasts mushing against each other. “I’m here to catch up with him after all these years. Like it or not I’m here to stay!”

“Birth parent or not, how do I know you're just using him for means to an end?” Celestia asked coldly.

“How dare you!!!” Cynder growled, “I’m getting really sick and tired of you ponies doubting me!”

Just when a fight is about to break out between them, both Celestia and Cynder suddenly feel a strong drowsiness overcome them before falling asleep right on the floor.

Spike was confused about what just happened before hearing a sigh right next to him. He turns to see his adoptive aunt pinching the bridge of her snout.

“I knew something like this would happen…” Luna said as she used her magic to levitate her sister and Cynder onto Spike’s bed.

“Auntie Luna? What are you doing here?” Spike asked, completely surprised that not only did his adoptive mother burst into his room demanding an explanation but she almost got into a fight with his newly reunited biological mother.

“Preventing my sister from overreacting and getting into a fight it would seem.” Luna answered sarcastically. “She just got your letter and immediately teleported here. She acted like she had just received the most horrible news.”

Spike lowered his head a bit after hearing that. “I… just wanted to let her know about this… recent development.”

“It’s not your fault Spike.” Luna reassured her nephew. “Celestia cares for you a great deal. To her, you are her son, blood and species be damned, and hearing that your biological mother has appeared, she feared you wouldn’t need her anymore.”

“But that’s never going to happen!” Spike practically shouted. “I’d never do that to her!”

“I know that Spike and so does she.” Luna spoke in agreement. “Like I said, she overreacted.”

Spike breathed in deeply. He wasn’t sure how many emotional roller coasters he could take in one day.

“So… Now what?” Spike asked.

“Now… We wait until they wake up.” Luna answered. “The sleep spell I casted was a very small one. They should wake up momentarily.”

And just like his aunt had said, Celestia and Cynder started to stir from her their forced rest and groaned as they started to wake.

*groan* “What… was that?” Cynder asked aloud.

“Luna…” Celestia groaned. “Why… Did you put me to sleep?!”

“So you wouldn’t get into a fight with Spike’s biological mother and likely destroy half of Twilight’s castle in the process.” Luna snarked which earned her a very angry narrowed eyed glare from her sister.

“I was only getting answers from my son on this recent ‘news’!” Celestia defended herself as she got up from the bed.

“‘Your’ son?!” Cynder balked after hearing that.

“Yes! My son!” Celestia angrily responded in kind.

Both alicorn and dragoness then began to have a stare down as they stood on the opposite sides of the bed. Luna and Spike observed this but while Spike was nervous and a little bit scared that a fight would break out, Luna however, started to groan in annoyance.

“That’s ENOUGH!” Luna shouted, earning a shock from all present. “Sister, I know this is quite a shock for you, but this is no way to behave, much less in front of Spike.”

Celestia wanted to retort but her sister was right and seeing Spike’s somewhat frightened and sad expression nearly broke her heart. The princess lowered her head in shame.

“And you miss…?” Luna spoke towards the dragoness.

“Cynder.” She answered.

“Yes, Cynder, you understand that ever since a dragon named Sludge entered here and pretended to be Spike’s father, we who care deeply for Spike and don’t want a repeat of that again.” Luna explained. “My sister was merely being protective of him as she was most furious when she learned what that scumbag had done. Wouldn’t you have reacted the same?”

Now it was Cynder’s turn who wanted to retort but the blue alicorn was right. If her son was lied to in such a way, she too would be extremely wary of anyone claiming to be his relative.

“I… suppose.” Cynder conceded.

“Good.” Luna now began to address both. “Now, I know this will be a difficult transition but for Spike’s sake I suggest you all sit down and try to talk this out.”

Celestia and Cynder gave each other a suspicious look towards each other after hearing Luna’s suggestion.

“If you would like, we can arrange for such a sit down later tomorrow.” Luna further suggested. “What do you think, Spike?”

Spike’s head jolted towards his aunt after hearing what he thought about this. Like his letter had said, he didn’t want to lose the loving relationship he had with Celestia, but he also wanted to get to know Cynder as his mother. Through that, he could regain a piece of himself that had been missing for a while.

With Celestia and Cynder eyeing him for a response. “I… Think that sounds like a good plan to me. I don’t want either of you to fight over this.”

*sigh* “Very well.” Celestia responded. “Since I don’t have many court duties tomorrow, we can meet together for lunch. There we can… talk.”

“...Agreed.” Cynder begrudgingly complied, looking away in annoyance.

“Excellent.” Luna joined in. “Now sister, let us return to Canterlot before we need to prepare to lower the sun and raise the moon.”

Celestia nodded but before she left, she approached Spike and gave him a very big and loving hug. This earned a very jealous and angry glare from Cynder.

Spike could only blush a bit as his adoptive mother’s prodigious bust nearly smothered his head.

Celestia released Spike and stepped back towards her sister, preparing to teleport back to Canterlot.

However, before doing so, Celestia finally got a good look at her newly met rival. While she had a height that matched her own, not to mention having breasts, hips and rear that also practically rivaled her own but what she was wearing, that ridiculous polka dotted dress, elicited a mocking smile.

“Nice dress.” Celestia mocked before teleporting away.

Cynder snarled with absolute fury but was able to restrain herself as the white alicorn was now gone.

Now alone with his biological mother…

“So…” Spike tried to say something.

“She’s the one who adopted you?” Cynder asked.

“...Yeah.” Spike answered. “After I was hatched during Twilight’s acceptance test into her school, she took me in with no hesitation. She raised me for most of my life.”

“Most?” Cynder questioned that last bit.

“Well… she is the ruling princess of Equestria who also raises and lowers the sun, so that typically means she is very busy, so to help, Twilight and her family also raised me.”

“Hmmm.” Cynder pondered over that.

On the one hand, this alicorn had taken her son in and raised him as her own with no strings attached. On the other hand, it appeared her duties as princess took precedence over Spike, so this Celestia had another family to help.

Unfortunately, Cynder wouldn’t be able to ponder over it for much longer as Twilight now appeared in Spike’s room.

“SPIKE! What’s going on?!?” Twilight shouted, seeing her little brother figure sitting in his desk chair and Cynder standing near his bed with an angry yet thinking look on her face.

“Umm… Celestia was just here.” Spike admitted.

“WHAT?!?”

“Yes. My son’s adoptive mother was just here and nearly got into a fight with me.” Cynder began to explain, leaving the purple alicorn silent. “That is until her sister, the blue one, interrupted us and got us to agree to having a sit down tomorrow in Canterlot.”

Twilight didn’t really know how to respond to this news. She just missed her former mentor and now learned that she and Spike’s biological mother are going to have a… chat tomorrow.

“Oh… I see.” Twilight finally spoke. “Then… I guess tomorrow is going to be a big day for both of you.”

‘You have no idea.’ Spike thought to himself.

“With that settled, I’m going to go lie down.” Cynder spoke about ready to head out of Spike’s room but before she did, she went over to her son and gave him a big hug like Celestia did.

Spike blushed once again as his head was nearly enveloped by a bountiful bosom. However, he couldn’t help but notice the difference in how Cynder’s and Celestia’s breasts felt. Celestia was soft and warm like a heated marshmallow while Cynder, while also soft, was firmer. Those thoughts would linger in his mind before he would thrash them out as Cynder released him from her grip.

“Good night, Spike.” Cynder spoke as she left his room.

“...Good night.” Spike replied, a bit flustered.

“Are you okay Spike?” Twilight asked as it was clear he had been through a lot today.

“...Oh yeah, just fine and dandy!” Spike answered but his tone made Twilight a bit worried. “My adoptive mother and biological mother just met and already nearly came to blows! And now, tomorrow, my two mothers and myself are going to have a ‘nice, civil talk’ to try and work things out! How could I NOT be okay!?”

After Spike’s rant, Twilight continued having a worried expression on her face.

“Maybe… I should come along.” Twilight suggested.

“NO! You can’t.” Spike instantly replied.

“Why not?!

“Because I know you already have deep suspicions and doubts about my biological mother, and I want this talk tomorrow to be as calm as possible.” Spike answered. “I don’t want you to just team up with Celestia if you disagree with her on something.”

Twilight wanted to protest but Spike prevented that.

“Twilight just… please could you sit this one out.” Spike pleaded. “For me?”

The purple alicorn wanted to say no with every fiber of her being but seeing the desperation in Spike’s eyes won her over.

*sigh* “Alright… I’ll stay here while you head to Canterlot tomorrow.” Twilight lowered her head in exhaustion after conceding to Spike’s wishes.

“Thank you.” Spike said with a heavy sigh.

“If that’s all, I’m heading back to my room.” Twilight turned towards the door. “I suggest you get as much sleep as you can Spike. Tomorrow is not going to be easy.”

“You don’t need to tell me twice.” Spike replied as his sister-figure left his room.

Now completely alone, Spike finally got out of his desk chair and just slumped into his bed.

“Awww man… What a day.” Spike sighed. “How am I going to handle having two mothers?!

He didn’t have an answer to his question as he began to drift to sleep. All he knows now, is that he can only hope that his two mothers will get along.
> CH 4
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Spike was pacing back and forth in front of the castle’s front door, waiting for his mother Cynder to come down so they could head out to Canterlot to have a… get-to-together with his adoptive mother, Princess Celestia. He was very anxious about this gathering, so much so that he could barely get any sleep last night. Spike’s worst thoughts were envisioning the meetup ending disastrously, having both ladies ending up getting into a vicious fight and it prevented him from getting the majority of his sleep. He was barely able to register Twilight, having him run an errand before leaving and his mother’s request to ask Rarity if she had at least one outfit ready for her to wear.

Fortunately for him, and Cynder for that matter, Rarity had worked through the afternoon since meeting with the dragoness, even through part of the night, in putting together the first outfit for her. The white seamstress was determined that her first piece would impress Cynder, thereby proving her worth. Rarity could handle a measure of criticism but being questioned and challenged in her skill aggravated the unicorn mare. Spike, on his part, never doubted his crush’s skills but he prayed that his mother would like the dress Rarity had made.

Up in Cynder’s room, the dragoness had been inspecting the strapless column dress Rarity had made and somewhat begrudgingly, actually liked it. It was a faint black dress with silver symbols that matched the ones on her head, shoulders and thighs. In addition, there was a diamond opening at the belly area, exposing her belly scales but it only increased the sex appeal but that suited Cynder just fine. It also exposed her back a great deal, as Rarity took into account her wings. The dragoness was fully aware how attractive Princess Celestia was and so she needed to bring her A-game if she wanted to challenge that. The only thing Cynder questioned about the dress was that it was strapless for the shoulders but after putting it on, she figured why Rarity designed it as such. Her prodigious breasts provided enough support and the dress practically fit like a glove around that area, practically removing any fear of the dress falling off. 

After seeing herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but like what she saw.

“Hmmm. Not bad at all.” Cynder hummed to herself, making a few poses in the process. “That unicorn mare may not be exactly right for my boy but I’ll admit she does make a good dress.”

To put the finishing touches, she added metal bracelets for her wrists, ankles, and even her tail that matched the choker she always wore. She also added some personal jewelry she kept with her as she traveled, one being a purple crystal necklace that was actually a present from Spike’s father.

“There. Now let's see how that princess will handle this.” Cynder confidently spoke.

With all things put together, Cynder exited her bedroom and headed down towards the main door where her son was waiting.

Spike was still pacing back and forth in front of the door as he waited for his mother. When he heard footsteps coming down the stairs, he finally stopped pacing and looked up. What he saw shocked and maybe even aroused him a bit. Seeing his mother in such a stunning dress that fully took advantage of her luscious figure made his face heat up, almost making him want to regret having Rarity make his mother’s outfits. If all of her outfits are going to be like the one she is currently wearing, then Cynder is going to get a lot of attention. Also… now he felt underdressed since he was merely wearing jeans and a business casual shirt.

“So… What do you think?” Cynder asked her son after reaching the bottom of the stairs and did a rotation to show off her dress.

“Umm…” Spike said at first, struggling to regain his train of thought. “It… looks great on you mom.”

“Awww, thank you sweetie.” Cynder gushed over her son’s compliment, bringing a blush to her cheeks. “Where’s Princess Twilight?

“Oh, she had to handle something at the School of Friendship.” Spike answered. “She won’t be joining us to Canterlot.”

“I bet she wanted to come with us.” Cynder’s sarcasm was plain to see.

“(sigh) Yes, she wanted to.” Spike admitted. “I managed to talk her out of it though.”

Cynder gave a look of approval. The last thing she wanted was to have the nosy princess joining them in this meeting she is about to have. No doubt if there was an argument between herself and Princess Celestia, Twilight would side with her old mentor.

“Well then, we best hurry along.” Cynder spoke in a slightly rushed yet almost resolved tone.

Spike just nodded in agreement and headed out of the castle with his mother. Once they were both outside, both dragons unfurled their wings and launched themselves into the air, flying majestically into the air, heading towards the city of Canterlot. As Cynder gazed into the distance, seeing the outline of the city, a look of pure resolve formed on her face. The dragoness was determined to not let this alicorn get between herself and her son, adoptive mother be damned.

Spike noticed the look on his mother’s face and couldn’t help but fear how this gathering was going to turn out. He didn’t want his biological mother and adoptive mother to go to war over him, nor did he want to forsake one mother for the other. He could only hope that Celestia and Cynder will be able to maintain a semblance of civility at this meeting.







At the castle of Canterlot, within the personal chambers of Princess Celestia, the alicorn was putting the finishing touches on her own outfit for the upcoming meeting between herself and Spike's recently returned biological mother. Celestia had awakened earlier than she normally would to handle all of her courtly duties and tasks to make sure that she was completely free for said meeting and assigned Raven Inkwell to inform all that she was not to be disturbed during that time. Her ever faithful assistant couldn’t help but compare the princess getting prepared for some dreaded day dealing with the court ministers but it was really just a personal social get together. 

Luna was sitting in her sister's room observing her sister’s preparations with growing apprehension. 

“Celly, this isn’t a big diplomatic meeting or a boring day with the ministers.” Luna tried reasoning. “It’s just a casual lunch. You're not going to war.”

“Just a casual lunch?” Celestia repeated. “There is nothing casual about this lunch meeting Lulu!! My son, my baby boy, has just been reunited with his biological mother and now I have to make sure this won’t come between us.”

“You know Spike would never allow that.” Luna reminded her sister. “He loves you as your son and always will.”

“I know that Luna!” Celestia angrily replied. “But who’s to say that this dragoness doesn’t want me in his life anymore? Or maybe even use him for some selfish reason like that pathetic piece of scum who pretended to be his father?!”

Luna wanted to retort but her sister had a slight point. The whole “Sludge Incident” left its mark on everyone. It nearly fractured Spike’s relationship to Twilight and the others almost irreparably and her sister almost sent the lowlife to the sun when she learned about what he did to Spike. Now anything regarding Spike's “biological family” made everyone suspicious at best to outright distrusting at worst. Still, Luna wanted to give the dragoness the benefit of the doubt, for Spike’s sake.

“Look Celly, I know that piece of filth left everyone wary of the idea of some dragon showing up and claiming to be Spike’s relative.” Luna reasoned. “But… if this dragoness is indeed genuine in being Spike’s biological mother and has no malicious intent, can you give her at least a chance? For Spike’s sake?”

Celestia looked away back towards the vanity mirror, groaning. She hated it when Luna was right and being the “reasonable one”.

“Just try to be civil when you meet together.” Luna pleaded. “I don’t want to explain to everyone why part of the castle is half in ruins.”

Celestia scowled at that.

“Do you really think I’m that childish?!” Celestia retorted, giving her little sister a glare that would melt stone.

“Well you're not exactly holding back in getting yourself prepared for this lunch meeting.” Luna answered, remarking on her sister’s choice of wardrobe.

Celestia returned to looking in the vanity mirror and looked over what she now wore. A shining, flowing golden dress that covered her lower half, aside from her right leg and thigh, the upper part of the dress was the opposite. It only had two straps that criss-crossed over her massive breasts, completely exposing her cleavage and the side of her boobs. Further, she included some black leggings that increased the sex appeal to her look. Celestia also added some makeup and jewelry (not to mention her crown) for good measure but one thing she swore to add was a special sapphire gem that Spike had made into a necklace and given to her for Mother’s Day. She had been so touched by her son’s gift it nearly made her cry. The quality of the sapphire was museum rated and instead of eating it as dragons normally do, he gave it to her. The thought and effort Spike goes into his gifts was beyond reproach.

All in all, it appeared Celestia was prepared for a very important diplomatic meeting or was ready for the most important date night of her life.

“Alright, I may have gotten… a little carried away in getting myself ready.” Celestia finally spoke but her answer just made Luna raise her eyebrow and was about to rebuke it. “But… this meeting is VERY important to me and regardless of this dragon’s true motives, I will NOT let her get between me and my son.”

Luna knew it was pointless to dissuade her sister at this point. She was resolved in one-upping this dragoness and keeping her relationship with Spike intact.

“Well in terms of clothing, you certainly may win.” Luna spoke with a sigh.

“In terms of clothing?” Celestia questioned.

“Well yeah, I mean she may have been wearing one of the most horrible dresses I have ever seen when we first… introduced ourselves.” Luna started explaining. “But I could tell that dragoness had quite the body figure. It practically rivaled yours.”

When Celestia heard that she almost wanted to scoff but looking back on yesterday, she couldn’t help but remember Cynder’s figure in detail. Indeed, her height rivaled hers and based on the… very brief boob squish she had in their confrontation, she had a prodigious-level bust. Celestia was never one to truly care too much about appearances but she did take pride in her figure, especially her large breasts and gorgeous tush, which made her one of the most desired mares in Equestria. The body that all models aspire to have but can never achieve. But hearing that someone may actually rival her in that, made her feel justified in making herself look all the sexier for this get together.

“Well then…” Celestia finally spoke. “I guess it's a good thing I got myself ready as such.” 

“...I was joking.” Luna deadpanned.

Celestia ignored that and gave one last lookover of her outfit, making sure nothing was off. The sun princess wanted to be looking her best for this meeting. Even if Luna was right that this dragoness has no malicious intent for Spike or trying to replace her in Spike’s life, Celestia somehow felt she had to prove herself to the dragoness that Spike is precious to her and continues to want him as her son.

Her thoughts would be interrupted, however.

*Knock**Knock* Raven Inkwell knocked and entered Celestia’s room. “Pardon the intrusion your majesty.”

“That’s alright Raven, what is it?” Luna welcomed her sister’s assistant.

“The guards have informed me that Spike and the dragoness you told me to expect have been sighted flying towards the castle.” Raven informed the sisters, though the news seemed to cause a grimace of sorts to form over the sun princess’s face.

“(sigh) Alright…” Celestia straightened herself and steeling her nerves. “Let’s get this meeting started.”







At first, the flight did wonders in relieving the anxiety and nervousness Spike was feeling. The cool air and the feeling of the wind carrying his wings made some of his worries disappear.

Yet… as Canterlot Castle was coming into view, his worries returned. And seeing Cynder’s look of pure determination and steeled resolve didn’t help.

‘Okay Spike, everything is fine…” Spike spoke to himself. ‘It’s just a casual lunch meeting between yourself, your mother and your adoptive mother…’

Spik’s mind was racing like how Twilight’s would during one of her “crazy” moments. 

‘Aww, this is bad…’ Spike bemoaned to himself. ‘PLEASE let this meeting go well…’

Spike and Cynder continued to fly for a few more minutes before finally reaching the castle, landing right outside its entrance. Cynder wanted to gaze around at the surroundings like the city but the anticipation of meeting her son’s adopted mother burned in her thoughts. The castle guards at the door stiffened at attention with the dragon’s landing, more specifically Spike’s.

“Welcome home, Prince Spike!” One guard spoke. “Your mother will meet you at the castle courtyard, near the gardens.”

‘Prince…’ Cynder looked down at hearing her son had a title but she couldn’t help but scowl a bit when they addressed Celestia as his mother.

However,  such thoughts would be put on the backburner when Cynder noticed one of the guards staring at her. The Guardsmen’s eyes couldn’t help but eye her up but paid special attention to her prodigious bust. Cynder was quickly getting annoyed.

“See something you like, Guardsmen?” Cynder called out which made said pony guard jump.

“Yes miss! I mean no miss! I mean, I mean…” the Guardsmen stumbled, starting to sweat as the dragoness’ angry gaze pierced right through him.

“Mom, leave him alone please.” Spike said, growing desperate to get inside and escape the awkward situation.

“Fine but these guards should really be careful what they are looking at.” Cynder compiled but still annoyed.

Both of the guards quietly sighed with relief but once both dragons had entered the castle and were out of earshot, they realized a certain detail Spike had said.

“Mom?” The Guards spoke in complete unison and bewilderment.

Ignoring the guards, Spike and Cynder then opened the great doors and entered the castle. Cynder tried to focus on the gathering she was about to have with her newly established rival but even she couldn’t help but gaze around the main castle hall. She was surprised at how tall and expansive the hallways were, enough for her to actually fly a bit. The dragoness was a bit put off with the various portraits of pony nobles that had these snobbish looks on their faces.

“So Spike, you live in this castle?” Cynder asked her son.

“For a long while.” Spike answered. “After I was hatched, Celestia took me in and raised me but as her duties as princess made it difficult for her to be there all the time, Twilight and her family helped. So for a while, I lived with Twilight’s family before she officially became Celestia’s student which then had me move back into the castle.”

“I see.” Cynder didn’t like that her son had to move between one home to another.

Spike could see the displeased look on his mother’s face. “B-But that didn’t mean Celestia didn’t make up for the time. She always made an effort to spend time together as a family. She even canceled a few meetings to just spend the day with me a couple of times.”

Cynder was a bit relieved to hear that. Despite not initially liking the princess, she was glad that she treated her son well and made an effort to spend time with him. Still, the dragoness didn’t like that it seemed that the princess wanted to come between her and her son.

Unfortunately, her train of thought would be derailed after noticing too many guards staring at her. More specifically, her luscious figure. Some of the guards were even mares and they couldn’t help but ogle at her massive chest. Cynder should’ve felt flattered but instead it annoyed her greatly as even after a day since reuniting with her son, she had been stared at too many times already, whether out of fear, arousal or both, the dragoness was just about fed up with it.

“HEY!!!” Cinder yelled at the guards, “What are you ponies looking at?!?!” She snarled angrily.

This caused the guards to jump in fright and make a run for it to the nearest exit.

Spike pinched the bridge of his nose, “Really mom…?” He groaned.

“Hey those guards couldn’t stop staring at me!” Cynder defended herself. “I’ve had enough of it since yesterday.”

“Let’s just keep going…” Spike sighed. He knew that today was going to be a really long day.

Spike led his mother through the large halls of the castle till he finally reached the door to the courtyard. He could only hope that this lunch meeting won’t end in disaster. Opening the door and entering the courtyard, Spike discovered that his adoptive mother didn’t pull back on getting the area prepared for the meeting. A white-wooded gazebo was placed over a mid-sized dining table that was filled with delicious food but one piece of food stood out: a large frosted cake, Celestia’s favorite. It looked like the castle cooks made sure everything was perfect for this occasion.

A butler unicorn with a bushy mustache soon approached the dragon duo. “Prince Spike, it is so good to see you. How are you on this fine afternoon?” The butler asked.

“Likewise Kibitz, and it’s been Pretty good. Where’s my… other mom?” Spike asked. Cynder growled in annoyance when he said that but not loud enough that he would hear it.

“She, along with your aunt, will be here shortly.” Kibitz answered.

Spike sighed in relief upon hearing that his aunt Luna will be joining them. If there’s any creature alive right now that would keep both his mothers in check and prevent them from trashing half of Canterlot, it would be her.

“And I must say my prince, the whole castle is abuzz over the news of your… biological mother appearing.” Kibitz spoke which got both dragons’ attention.

“...Really?” Spike asked, almost horrified but Cynder appeared on the border of being either annoyed or angered.

“Indeed.” Kibitz confirmed. “Nearly all the castle staff and guards are worrying about what this means for… well, you know.”

“Right…” Spike sighed. “You can tell them that they can put they’re fears at ease.”

“I will do so.” Kibitz bowed lightly. “They all, the maids especially, do miss having you living here at the castle.”

Spike couldn’t help but blush a bit. The maids and guards found him not only adorable when he was first adopted by Celestia but he was far easier to handle than dealing with the “high maintenance” of Prince Blueblood which for the maids was a breath of fresh air.

For her part, Cynder couldn’t help but frown a bit. True, she was glad that her son grew up in such an accepting household but it nonetheless made her sad about missing out on so much of her son’s life.

Spike noticed the saddening look on his mother’s face.

“Anyway, everything looks delicious so far Kibitz.” Spike continued, trying to lighten the mood.

“Ah Yes, the princess was very particular in making sure we had top quality food for this little gathering.” Kibitz explained. “Personally, I only see this kind of food prepared for either an important diplomatic meeting or for the Grand Galloping Gala.”

“Oh boy…” Spike quietly sighed.

‘Guess the princess isn’t holding back.’ Cynder thought to herself but she had to admit, the food did look delicious. Especially that cake…

Things would take a turn however, when a distant door opened and, being followed by a few guards were the princesses and while Luna basically wore a similar outfit she wore the other day, Spike was left almost incredulous, slack-jawed even, and very aroused at seeing his adopted mother’s chosen dress.

Princess Celestia’s golden dress shined in the light and flowed elegantly, like how her rainbow-like hair did to an invisible wind, as she moved towards the gazebo. Most of all, and what all present most likely noticed, was how her massive chest bounced a bit as she walked.

Cynder observed the princess’ approach with a mixture of being impressed, envy and a little bit of disgust. Spike’s adopted mother was indeed a gorgeous mare and now she was taking full advantage of her divine beauty. Still, Cynder couldn’t help but scream in her mind that the princess was dressed like some high-priced call-girl, especially in front of her son. Granted Cynder knew she practically dressed no better but she was nonetheless glad she wore her chosen dress. The dragoness knew if she continued to wear that ridiculous polka-dot dress, she wouldn't stand a chance against the alicorn princess.

“Spike, it’s good to see you sweetie.” Celestia said happily. She then approached her son and gave him a hug. This, of course, earned her a hard glare from Cynder. Celestia, sensing this, just glares back at the dragoness.

On his part, Spike was thoroughly aroused after not only being given a closeup of his adopted mother’s glorious bosom but the feeling of it nearly gave him a nosebleed. It didn’t help that Celestia’s grip in her hug grew as she continued to glare at Cynder.

Being also present, Luna was seeing the whole event with growing worry.

‘First few minutes of this little meeting and the two are already giving each other death glares.’ Luna thought to herself, with a mixture of amusement and worryment. She then clears her throat and said, “Sister, while I understand that you're happy to see Spike, I think he’s having difficulty breathing.”

Celestia finally broke her glaring “showdown” with Cynder when she heard her sister, finally realizing that her adopted son was still trapped in her embrace.

“Oh dear, I’m sorry sweetie.” Celestia apologized, finally releasing Spike.

“It’s (gasp) okay.” Spike tried to speak as he caught his breath.

“Do you always smother him like that?” Cynder asked but her tone was laced with snarkness.

“Hmph, when I don’t see him for long periods of time, yes.” Celestia replied haughtily. The two then continue to glare at each other.

“Ok you two, that’s quite enough.” Luna said, getting in between Celestia and Cynder. “This is NOT a staring contest. We’re here to try to talk this out.”

“Yes! Please!” Spike added.

Both Cynder and Celestia looked at Spike’s pleading eyes and acquiesced. Despite the personal dislike they had for each other, they didn’t want to start a fight in front of Spike. Looking away from each other, they both gave a light grunt in agreement.

“Good. Now let us take a seat and finally discuss this matter like civilized folk.” Luna spoke, directing everyone to the table.

Reluctantly, both Cynder and Celestia moved toward the table. However, as Spike moved toward a chosen seat, both ladies wanted to sit right next to him. Celestia nearly got the jump on that but her little sister grabbed her by the arm to drag her to their section of the table, much to her chagrin.

“Luna…” Celestia growled as Spike sat down and Cynder right next to him.

“Don’t be so childish.” Luna hushed her sister quietly. “Remember: civilized.”

Celestia frowned immensely as Cynder claimed the opportunity to sit next to Spike, giving the princess a smug victory smile. ‘You win this round, dragoness.’ The sun princess said inwardly to herself before taking her seat by her sister.

Spike could feel the awkward tension building up at the table, forcing him to look at the food to just try to think of something else. He was glad that Celestia had the cooks prepare a meal fit for dragons, gems and crystals.

“Yum…” Spike quietly said to himself, noticing a sapphire cupcake.

“I see you took care to add food for us dragons.” Cynder finally spoke and plainly.

“Of course, I am fully aware of what kind of nutritional requirements Spike needed.” Celestia defended. “And I am ever a gracious host.”

“Indeed.” Cynder concurred curtly.

The dragoness and alicorn continued to narrow eyes at each other, leaving Spike and Luna exasperated by the situation.

‘So much for being civilized.’ Luna spoke to herself. “Ahem, anyway Miss Cynder, that is a lovely dress you are wearing.”

Cynder turned her attention to her rival's little sister.

“Thank you, Princess Luna.” Cynder politely answered. “The last “dress” I was wearing was mainly a spare that the unicorn named Rarity had before she could make this dress.”

Celestia was eating a piece of cake when she heard that, almost biting off a piece of the fork.

‘Traitor.’ Celestia thought to herself, albeit with no ill-intentions, just annoyance.

“That was kind of her.” Luna continued. “Rarity has always even been generous.”

“I suppose, though I am unsure if she is a good mate for my son.” Cynder added but the reaction she got wasn’t what she was expecting.

Spike almost choked on his food and Celestia looked about the same but the dragon’s face turned red in embarrassment. On the other hand, Luna looked like she was about to burst into laughter.

“What?” Cynder asked, completely confused.

After regaining himself and properly swallowing his food, Spike addressed his mother.

“W-Well… hehe… Rarity isn’t my… mate or even my marefriend actually.” Spike answered, though his tone radiated a bit of sadness.

“Really!?” Cynder was surprised to say the least. “Given how gushy and smitten you were with her, I would imagine that she was. She practically had you wrapped around her little finger.”

That earned a giggle out of both Celestia and Luna which got them a sharp glare from the young dragon.

“Well… she isn’t.” Spike spoke, now annoyed.

“From what I’ve seen, his dreams wish it were otherwise.” Luna added with an impish grin.

“AUNTIE LUNA!!” Spike hissed. “Look, can we talk about something else? Please?!?!”

“Very well then,” Luna replied with a chuckle and asked, “So Cynder, where have you been all this time?”

“And why did you pick now to seek Spike out after being gone for so long?” Celestia added.

Cynder sighed as she knew that question was coming. She turned towards her son who looked at her with anticipation. Sighing once again, she replies, “Very well, but it’s kind of a long story so I’ll try to keep it short.”

“It all happened many years ago, sometime after I laid Spike’s egg,” She began, “My mate Spyro and I were trying to stop one of his enemies, Ripto, who was planning to unleash a powerful army onto the Dragonlands by using a large portal. The good news; we managed to stop him. The bad news; Both me and Spyro got sucked into the portal when we were trying to disable it.”

“My goodness, Where did you two end up? Were you flicked to some uncharted part of the world?” Luna asked.

“That’s the thing, the portal actually sent us to another dimension entirely.” Cynder replied. Everyone around her had their eyes widened at this. “For years, Spyro and I have been trying to find a way back into our home dimension and with the help of the friends we made over at the other world, we eventually did. However, there was a catch, well… two in fact.”

“And what were they…?” Spike asked.

“Well, first off; the portal that would send us home was a one time use only. Secondly; only one single being could pass through it.” Cynder explained with her head down. “That would mean one of us had to stay behind. Forever.”

Celestia then asked, though carefully, “Considering that you’re here right now and Spyro… isn’t, I take it you were the one who passed through?”

Cynder sighed, “Yes. Granted, it was not a very easy decision to make. Spyro and I practically argued about who would go back to our world and reunite with our child. I wanted him to go through the portal and he wanted me to go through. Eventually, he convinced me to go through as he said that I’ll do a better job at raising our child than he would. Plus during our stay over in the other dimension, Spyro had sort of become a leader of a group of heroes and they would practically fall apart without him. So… we said our final goodbyes and I went through…”

“...And found your way back to our dimension.” Luna finished, albeit solemnly.

Celestia, despite her rivalry with the dragoness, couldn’t help but deeply sympathize with her. She had to make a very painful decision; either stay in a strange world with her mate or return home to find their child while never seeing her mate again. Celestia herself had to make her own painful decisions in the past, one’s she wished she never had to and thus she understood the pain that came with the decision. But her sympathy turned to worry after gazing upon Spike after he just learned his father’s fate.

“...So… I’ll never see my father?” Spike asked, the pain and sadness in his voice was plain to all.

Cynder was struggling not to cry. “...I’m afraid so.”

“W-Will I ever even know what he looks like?” Spike asked, desperate for some kind of image of his father.

All three ladies could tell that Spike was desperate for anything that would give him some idea as to what and who his father was. Fortunately, Cynder thought of something and she was wearing it.

“Actually…” Cynder spoke, catching everyone’s attention. “This crystal your father gave me.”

The dragoness gestured towards her necklace.

“It’s beautiful but what about it?” Celestia asked. “What does it have to do with Spike’s father?”

“Spyro gave it to me both as an anniversary present and as a reminder that he gave it to me on the day when I laid you as an egg.” Cynder explained and her story did bring a heartwarming smile to all present. “Using a bit of magic, we created an image within this gem.”

Taking her necklace off, she closed her eyes, focusing her magic and before all present, an image formed over the gem. Spike’s eyes widened at the image of not only both of his parents but also himself while he was still an egg, being held in Cynder’s loving arms. However, Spike refocused his attention towards the male dragon with Cynder. He was about the same height as Cynder, minus the long crown of horns, but his scales were a darker shade of purple than his own, even his eyes and wings were a lighter shade of purple but his horns, underbelly scales and spines were brightly yellow-gold. His build wasn’t overt like most dragons but he had a decent amount of muscle on him as well.

Even though it was just an image, Spike could see from the facial expression of his father that he was strong, kind, and protective as his arms were wrapped around Cynder as they both gazed at their egg with absolute love and care. Even though Spike may never see and meet his father, this one image alone answered many questions about him. Without a doubt, he is a better dragon than Sludge.

Luna’s heart fluttered like mad upon seeing such a loving couple holding their egg in their arms. Still, as much as she adored her nephew, she was a little sad that he may never meet his father himself. Nonetheless, he must be a brave and selfless soul indeed to stay behind to protect a world that wasn’t his own, even if it meant a painful sacrifice.

Celestia’s expression was harder to read however. True, Cynder’s story and the image warmed her heart yet it also brought feelings of slight jealousy of what she had. A loving mate and having a child together yet their circumstances nonetheless brought Spike to her and he became the child she always wanted. To say that she felt conflicted was an understatement. Celestia sympathized with Cynder and understood her sadness; she nonetheless continued to wonder if she would seek to replace her as Spike’s mother. It was a bit selfish, but it was also for Spike’s sake. Celestia remembered how hurt he was when Sludge’s lie was exposed and she never wanted that to happen again.

After a minute or so, the image dissipates and Cynder puts her necklace back on before continuing, “After I got back, I immediately went to the Temple of The Guardians.”

“Temple of The Guardians?” Spike asked.

“It’s an ancient training ground for dragons and also where we left you when you were still an egg, in case something happened to both me and Spyro.” Cynder explained, “It was run by four dragons known as the Elemental Guardians. They are the strongest and most powerful of our kind, second only to the Dragonlord”

“Was?” Luna asked with an arched eyebrow.

“When I returned to the temple, I was shocked to see that it was abandoned, almost looking like it was ransacked. The guardians, along with Spike’s egg, were nowhere to be found. And judging from the vegetation that overtook most of the temple, it was like that for quite awhile.” Cynder continued to explain before turning to Spike, “The Guardians were meant to raise you in our absence and teach you the ways of our people. However, Considering that you somehow ended up living among ponies, that didn’t happen.”

“You say that as if it were a bad thing…” Celestia said with a glare.

“Tia, I’m sure she didn’t mean it like that.” Luna said to her sister before turning to the dragoness, “I’ve been curious since you got here Cynder, how did you manage to locate Spike?” She asked.

“Ah, I was just getting to that, I’ve been looking around for months and trying to find the spots where the Guardians would’ve hidden the egg but I always end up empty handed. I was about to lose hope when I overheard a group of dragons talking about one particular dragon that lived among ponies in Equestria. One that had purple scales.” Cynder replied.

“And you thought this purple dragon was your child?” Celestia asked.

“I’m not sure if any of you ponies know this but purple dragons are rare amongst our people and Spyro was the only known one that was alive.” Cynder said. “I then flew over to Equestria to try and locate my son. It wasn’t easy though as most of the ponies I asked instantly turned tail and ran at the sight of me.”

“Judging by your appearance, I don’t blame them.” Celestia snidefully remarked, which earned her a glare from Cynder.

After calming herself with a deep breath, Cynder concluded her story, “Eventually, I learned that a purple dragon lived with a pony by the name of Twilight Sparkle who resides in Ponyville. I found my way there and you all know the rest.” 

Cynder then turned her gaze towards Celestia, “Now that leaves the question; How did you end up with my egg?”

Celestia glared back at the dragoness but complied nevertheless, “I was strolling down at a riverbed near Canterlot one day when I saw a basket containing an egg ensnared on a low branch near the creek. After much thinking, I decided to take the egg to my palace.”

“Just like that?” Cynder asked, almost aghast. “From what I understand, you let your ponies experiment on my egg.”

“Absolutely NOT!” Celestia almost shouted and raised from her seat. “A couple of unicorns examined the egg, it is true, but I forbid them from going beyond that. Quite a few scholars were upset with that. After all, ponies know so very little of dragons and they saw the egg as a one in a lifetime opportunity to study from. I only allowed them basic examinations when the egg didn’t hatch after a long period of time.”

“And yet from what Spike has told me, your former student Twilight managed to hatch him using her magic as part of a test to get into your… prestigious school.” Cynder continued, her suspicions only grew.

Luna showed concern at this point.

“You are correct at this point, Miss Cynder.” Luna entered into the conversation, getting her sister to sit back down. “However, most of this was outside my sister’s knowledge. The instructors used the egg as a… method to ensure unicorns with weak magicals strength don’t get into the school.”

“Awfully biased of them.” The contempt in Cynder’s voice could pass off as venom.

“Indeed it was. I discovered their little scheme after not only Twilight managed to hatch the egg but prematurely made him grow.” Celestia returned to the conversation. “I entered the scene from there, returned Spike to his actual size and saw to it that those instructors were punished.”

Spike couldn’t help but look down in embarrassment at the memory.

“And you didn’t consider bringing him back to his fellow dragons?” Cynder asked.

“Well… After he was returned to his proper size and I found him, I just felt a connection.” Celestia explained, albeit with difficulty. “I don’t know how to explain it but the moment I laid eyes on him, I instantly decided to take him in as my own. We became family in all but blood.”

Cynder, for all her suspicions, could understand what the alicorn was saying and feeling. A mother’s feeling isn’t easy to explain.

“Besides, until recently, we had no contacts within the Dragonlands that could help us.” Luna added in. “Even if we did reach out to the dragons, it is doubtful that they would lend us their aid or even respond. The dragons of our time are very slow to trust, let alone make friends of us.”

Cynder sighed, she had to give the ponies that. Her kind aren’t exactly the nicest race around, well most of them at least, and have a long history of distrusting, looking down, or even bullying most other races. She herself was no different for a time, until Spyro came along and literally knocked some sense into her.

“I… Suppose I can understand that.” Cynder admitted.

What followed was awkward silence as each did come to an understanding but it still seemed that Cynder and Celestia hadn't yet put aside their newly formed rivalry. Spike felt immensely awkward now, mindlessly eating his food just to do something.

“So… Spike?” Cynder addressed her son, finally breaking the silence. “If this Rarity isn’t your mate, who is?”

Once again, Spike almost choked on his food before turning towards his biological mother with wide eyes.

“What?” Cynder spoke, once again confused. “You're surrounded by so many pony mares. I expected at least one of them to be your mate.”

“Why is that important?!” Spike asked, desperate to change the subject. However, Cynder didn’t quite seem to get the hint.

“Because you should be old enough to have one.” Cynder replied. Then something struck her. “Wait a minute, you haven’t gotten into your first rut cycle yet!?”

“My what now?” Spike asked with an arched eye.

Celestia and Luna exchanged confused and curious looks towards each other, having never heard of this “rut cycle” before.

“...Oh dear…” Cynder sighed, lowering her head.

“What’s the matter?” Luna asked with concern. “This “rut cycle”, as you called it, isn’t all that bad for Spike is it?”

“Well…” Cynder struggled on finding the right words for this. She was hoping that she may never have to. “The Rut Cycle is essentially… the moment a young dragon… is ready to… mate.”

Everybody else at the table just sat silently.

“So…what age does the dragon have to be for that to happen?” Luna awkwardly asked.

“Usually around eighteen.” Cynder replied.

“That’s weird, I just turned twenty-one nearly a month ago and I never experienced any… strong urges.” Spike said.

All three ladies just stared at him with a face that just screamed “I don’t believe you”.

“Are you actually saying that to us with a straight face, Spike?” Luna said in a deadpan tone. “Remember: I’ve seen your dreams.”

Spike’s face scales turned from purple to red. Hoping to get out of the hole he just dug himself in, he then said, “What I mean to say is that I haven't actually mated with… any girl… yet. Yeah…”

“Wait, then how are you able to calm your urges then?” Cynder asked, curious as she had never known a dragon to not have a mate.

“I have… ways but I don’t wanna say what they are out in public.” Spike said, turning his head away while turning even redder.

Both Celestia and Cynder knew what he was saying and both mothers did not give an approving look on their faces. For her part, Luna just sat there awkwardly. She understood that her nephew has needs and talking about it was basically the last thing Spike wanted to do.

“Oh Spike…” Celestia finally spoke with a hint of disappointment. “Don’t tell me your… making a mess in the bedroom.”

At that point, Spike wanted to kill himself out of sheer embarrassment. “NO!! Of course not!”

“I would’ve thought that as your ‘prince’, you would have a line of suitors or consorts waiting for him.” Cynder remarked which earned a mortified look from Spike and a scathing one from Celestia.

“I’ll have you know I rejected such ideas ages ago when Spike was nearing of age.” Celestia defended. “He is not some political instrument in ensuring I have an heir to the throne.”

“While I'll admit that’s very admirable of you, why is it then that he doesn't have a mate?” Cynder snarled.

“I am not one who should dictate who Spike falls in love with and who he shouldn’t. That should be his choice and his alone.” Celestia shot back.

Cynder and Celestia continued to glare at each other, leaving both Luna and Spike worried that this will reach a physical altercation if one of them didn’t intervene.

“Miss Cynder, why is it so important that he should have a mate?” Luna interjected. “My sister is right that it is Spike’s choice but again, why is it important that he should have a mate by now?

Cynder calmed herself down, a little bit, to answer. “Because if he doesn’t have one, then his urges may actually harm him!”

“What?!” All three shouted.

“(sigh) It’s difficult to explain.” Cynder began with all three listening. “As a dragon grows to adulthood, there are few concerns that have to be handled with care. A few that Spike seems to have already gone through.”

“Yeah, I went through my first greed phase and a few years later I went through molt where I got my wings.” Spike confirmed. “The greed phase was not my proudest moment.”

Celestia and Luna remembered that day quite well. Ponyville was laid half in ruin at the end of the day. Though Spike was comforted by his friends, he felt shameful at the damage he caused. Fortunately, Ponyville’s residents didn’t really hold it against him since they knew next to nothing about dragons and Spike had ever been a kind resident, causing almost no problems before then.

“But this rut cycle?” Luna inquired.

“Normally, a dragon goes through their first rut cycle when they reach the age of around 18 years old and by then, he or she would have a mate to quell the urges that go along with them.” Cynder continued. “If they don’t have a mate to help quell the urges, then likely their emotions would be sent into turmoil, confused about their desires and in some of the worst cases, would go on a… sexual rampage or even experience a complete loss of fertility.”

Spike, Celestia, and Luna stared at the dragoness in shock of what she just revealed.

“And since Spike is twenty-one years old, he should’ve gone through his first rut cycle and have a mate to relieve it.” Cynder continued. “So this begs the question: Are you sure you haven’t felt an extreme case of urges?”

Spike tried to collect his words. “Well… not really. Aside from some… dreams, I haven’t really.”

“You're still smitten with Rarity, that such urges have been… restrained would be my guess.” Luna interjected yet her comment made Spike feel a bit mortified.

“That may be part of it but I think I have a theory.” Celestia finally added in. “Since you mostly grew up with Twilight, I get the feeling she sheltered you from such relationships. My former pupil can be rather… overprotective of Spike.”

“I noticed that immediately after my first day in Ponyville.” Cynder snarked, her dislike for the purple alicorn was beginning to grow.

“Yes…” Celestia reluctantly admitted. “But Twilight only had the best intentions in mind and I have a feeling that many mares were probably intimidated by all the other girls that Spike is friends with. Plus, Spike has always been a bit shy when it comes to romance.”

Her comment made Spike lower his head in a bit as his adoptive mother was correct.

“A bit prudish of her.” Cynder snarked again which made Celestia frown but even she couldn’t deny that. “Regardless, every dragon must go through their first rut cycle to avoid any development problems and since Spike is a “late rutter”, it must be quick.”

“So what is it you suggest we do?” Luna asked. “Set Spike up with a blind date and hope that they “get it on” in the first night?”

Spike looks at his aunt with widened eyes and blushed cheeks.

“Well, I do have one solution but I doubt sunbutt here would approve of it…” Cynder replied.

‘Sunbutt?!’ Celestia thought to herself in anger.

“And that would be…?” Luna asked with a raised brow.

The dragoness sighed before replying, “While not all dragon parents do this but when their children have reached their first rut cycle and have yet to find a mate, sometimes that parent would… offer themselves to be their child’s first.”

Celestia, Luna and Spike just sat in their seats and their eyes widened. If their jaws were any longer, they would be hitting the floor right now.

“You… can’t be serious.” Celestia spoke though her voice sounded shaky. “THAT’S INCEST!!!”

“Well believe it or not princess, that’s how we help our children that way if they haven’t found a mate in time.” Cynder shot back, “Granted, there are some dragons that prefer not mating with their kids, but it just shows that they don’t care about them!”

“Or they have lines they just won’t cross!” Celestia argued which caused Cynder to glare at her in return.

“Celly, keep in mind that dragons have a different culture and societal structure to ponies.” Luna advised her sister. “Regardless, are you saying that Celestia should… well…”

“No, I will take that task.” Cynder proclaimed.

“WHAT?!” Celestia and Spike shouted, though out of shock for the young dragon and outrage for the alicorn.

“Since it’s clear you don’t seem willing to help him with these urges, the task, as per dragon customs dictate, I will handle this.” Cynder explained, though her tone made it sound “that is final”.

“If you think I’m just going to let you-”

“What you think is irrelevant princess.” Cynder interrupted. “Spike’s health and emotional state are at risk and I won’t let that happen.”

“Listen here you-!” Celestia started to protest but Luna grabbed her and took her sister out of the gazebo.

“Can you give us a minute?” Luna said to the two dragons.

“Luna! What the Tartarus are you doing?!” Celestia growled, not liking that her sister interrupted her and practically dragged away from the table.

“Listen sister, I know that you don’t like it but what if Cynder said might be true and this could be the only way to help Spike?” Luna said.

“If so Luna, there’s no way I’m letting her take Spike’s virginity.” Celestia replied.

Luna thought about it for a minute before she thought of something, “I might have an idea…”

As Spike and Cynder were waiting for the Royal Sisters until the two alicorns returned.

“Sorry about that.” Luna said, “I may have figured out a way to resolve this between you two.”

“And that is…?” Cynder asked.

“This.” Luna answered as she brought a bit out of her pocket. “Are you familiar with heads or tails, Cynder?”

“I am.” The dragoness replied with a raised eyebrow.

“How about this then, I flip the coin and if it’s heads then you will be the one to… “help” Spike.”

“And if it’s tails?”

“Then my sister will be the one to do it.”

Celestia’s eyes widened at this and her cheeks were red as roses, “WHAT?! We never agreed to th-!” Before she could finish her sentence, Luna used her magic to snap her mouth shut. This made Celestia glare daggers at her sister.

“So what do you say?”

Cynder thought about it for a long good minute before answering, “Let’s do it.”

Luna nodded before saying, “Just to let you both know, this coin is completely magic proof. So I wouldn’t try anything funny if I were you two.” This caused both Celestia and Cynder to quietly groan before Luna flipped the coin.

The coin then landed on the table and the moon diarch took a good look at it before saying, “Heads. Looks like you will be doing the honors, Cynder.”

Cynder couldn’t help but give a smug smile of victory just as Celestia couldn’t help but frown in disappointment despite her initial protest.

“Now that it’s settled, we should begin this soon.” Cynder proclaimed.

“...How soon?” Spike nervously proclaimed. “And where are we going to… do this? Since I know that Twilight will in no way in Tartarus allow this in her castle.”

“True…” Cynder admitted.

“If it is alright…” Celestia raised her voice. “I will allow this… rut cycle to happen here in my castle.”

Cynder was surprised at Celestia’s offer but she could see why.

“In other words you want to observe the whole thing just so nothing bad happens.” Cynder spoke out.

“Perhaps. Perhaps not.” Celestia rose her head in an almost snooty manner. “Regardless, that is my only offer.”

Cynder growled a bit but she had to admit, the white alicorn’s offer is probably better than actually conducting the rutting cycle back at Twilight’s castle, as the dragoness knew all too well that Twilight would either never allow it or would seek to interrupt her efforts at every step.

“Very well, princess. I accept your offer.” Cynder concluded, albeit reluctantly.

“Good.” Celestia responded curtly. “As Spike asked, how soon must this start?”

“As soon as possible, given that he is past the eighteen year mark.” Cynder explained.

“Very well. Spike, I must ask that you pack for an extended trip here in Canterlot.” Celestia directed towards her adopted child. “Until this is resolved, you will be staying here.”

“Great…” Spike slightly groaned before thinking. ‘This was not how I wanted things to pan out. But, it could’ve been a lot worse.’

‘Not exactly how I expected this get-together to turn out’ Luna thought to herself. ‘Still, it’s better than seeing the castle wrecked and it will no doubt be interesting to say the least.’

That last part of her thought, where Cynder and likely her sister be engaging in a mating cycle with her nephew, caused a shiver to run though her spine. Almost as if aroused.
> CH 5
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

To say that Twilight appeared stressed and unfocused would have been an understatement. As the friendship students had observed when Twilight was going about her duties at the school. They found it extremely unlike her to be so distracted and so worried. Granted, they have witnessed the Princess of Friendship freak out once or twice, blowing things out of proportion and such, but never have they seen the princess so… “un-Twilight” before.

The reason for this was only known to Twilight herself. So many scenarios were going on in her head as Spike was having his get-together with his biological mother, Cynder, and his adopted mother, Princess Celestia. She feared the worst case was that both mothers would end up fighting each other and reducing Canterlot Castle to rubble. Fortunately, after a couple hours had passed and Twilight could see the Canterlot still standing in the distance. Another horrible scenario is Spike renouncing his relationship with Celestia, breaking her old mentor's heart despite Twilight knowing full well that Spike would never do such a thing. These thoughts continued to plague her even as they reached the end of the day with Twilight walking back to her castle in a slow pace. She could have flown but her thoughts would have made her distracted, which has happened before.

However, once Twilight got back to her castle, she noticed a carriage waiting by the front door, a couple of guards and Spike himself with a couple of bags. Already, her worst fears were gripping her thoughts, causing her to jet towards her dragon friend.

“SPIKE!” Twilight shouted, causing said dragon to whip his head towards the commotion.

But Spike was almost tackled to the ground as the hysteric alicorn grappled him.

“Tell me it isn’t true?” Twilight pleaded. “Tell me you aren’t leaving us?!”

“What?!” Spike shouted back. “No, Twilight! Relax and let go of me to explain!”

Twilight didn’t want to but acquiesced. Spike straightened himself, took a deep breath and told everything that happened during his visit with Celestia. He tried to leave out certain… details regarding his first rut cycle as he didn’t want to give Twilight a heart attack.

“So… Let me get this straight.” Twilight finally spoke but from the look in her eyes, she was on the verge of panicking again. “To help with this “cycle” of yours, Celestia is having you live in Canterlot for a while as Cynder oversees and helps you through it?”

“That pretty much sums up the whole situation, yeah.” Spike confirmed but him taking it so casually didn’t help the alicorn.

“And where is… her?” Twilight gritted her teeth as she couldn’t bring herself to speak her name. Internally blaming the dragoness for this whole situation. But Spike could already tell what she was feeling.

“She’s not an enemy, Twilight.” Spike chided his sister figure, causing the alicorn to drop her head a bit. “She’s inside gathering a few things. When we got back, Rarity came by and dropped off a couple more outfits for her and so she’s looking them over as she finishes packing.”

“Right…” Twilight groaned. “I still can’t believe Celestia didn’t talk to me about this.”

“Why would she?” Spike asked in a suspicious tone.

Twilight realized the gravity of her comment. “W-Well, I’m just saying you still live with me and all… and I still need my number one assistant.” Her stumbled words and hasty appreciation of Spike didn’t alleviate any of his suspicions.

“Look Twi, I love you but I’m not a little welp anymore.” Spike asserted. “This is something I have to do and it’s for my own good. I know you are worrying because you care but this isn’t your decision.”

Twilight just slumped after hearing that. Her dragon friend was right though. She can’t control everything about Spike’s life. He wasn’t a baby dragon anymore and can make his own decisions. Still, part of her missed those early days where things were simpler.

“I’m… sorry Spike.” Twilight replied but finally admitted. “It’s just so much is changing and so fast, I’m not sure my mind can handle it. First your biological mother shows up out of nowhere, proves that she is your mother, then you head to Canterlot to meet with Celestia to discuss this development and now you are moving to Canterlot to handle this ‘Rut Cycle’ of yours. It’s too much.”

“I know Twilight.” Spike accepted. It was a lot to take in, in such a short amount of time. “But you have handled worse things without me and I’m not moving to Canterlot forever. Just long enough to get through this rut thing.”

“And how long will that take?” Twilight asked, wanting as much information as possible. “Didn’t Cynder say how long this would last? Did Celestia?”

“Unfortunately… I don’t know how long it will be.” Spike reluctantly answered. “Since the rut cycle is a private thing and not really a planned event, there is no known time scale. Only what age range it is supposed to start.”

“(sigh) Alright. I understand.” Twilight finally complied. “I don’t like it one bit but I get it.”

Now it was Spike’s turn to sigh. “Thank you, Twilight.”

“Just… promise you’ll send me letters on how things are going.” Twilight pleaded. “Please?”

“Sure thing Twilight.” Spike promised. “I’ll send a letter once a week while I’m gone.”

“Every day!” Twilight demanded. Spike, however, wasn’t having it.

“Every week, Twilight.” Spike put his foot down on this matter. “Every day is too much.”

Twilight pouted but nonetheless accepted it. “Alright, Spike. I still don’t like this.”

“I know Twi, I know. But trust me when I say that everything will be alright.” Spike assures her but Twilight still had that worried look on her.

“Spike! Are you out there?” A maternal voice called out from inside the castle but it made Twilight’s face turn serious and slightly grim. “Are you all packed?”

“Uh.. Yeah mom, I’m right outside.” Spike nervously replied, noticing Twilight’s change in demeanor. “Remember: Be Nice!”

“I will but only for your sake.” Was all Twilight said.

Cynder emerged from the castle, still in the black dress that Rarity had made her for the meeting in Canterlot. Twilight was a little stunned by how the dragoness not only pulled off a gorgeous look in that dress but she was given a very clear view of her luscious figure. It made her own figure feel inferior.

The dragoness however gave a slight glowering look upon seeing Twilight back. She wanted to initiate a shouting match with her for likely informing her old mentor of her in a… less than flattering light.

“...Welcome back Princess Twilight.” Cynder finally spoke in courtesy but her tone was less so. Twilight caught on and returned the gesture with a slight narrowing of the eyes and a quick nod of the head. “I trust Spike had informed you of our plans?”

“...Yes, he has.” Twilight answered curtly. “You are both heading back to Canterlot to handle Spike’s… Rut Cycle or whatever you call it.”

“Correct. Now if you will excuse us, we have to finish packing.” Cynder replied before gesturing to Spike to return inside.

‘Unbelievable…’ Spike thought to himself. It never ceases to amaze him on how childish Twilight truly can be sometimes. ‘It’s likely dealing with a filly!’

Spike nonetheless maintained his composure despite being exasperated in playing the peacekeeper between Cynder and Twilight. He will already have his hands full in keeping his two mothers from coming to blows while in Canterlot.

“Spike…” Twilight called out as her number one assistant turned to head back into the castle. “You know I… struggle when it comes to changes but I really hope that this cycle of yours isn’t a big one.”

“Heh.. Yeah.” Spike nervously replied. He knew if Twilight learned all of the details, she probably have a meltdown and likely lock him up to prevent it. “You don’t have to worry about anything Twi. I know that you’ll do fine with Starlight and the other girls helping you out.”

“I know…” Twilight admitted that while no one can really compare to Spike being her assistant, she should be fine for a while with the other’s help. “It’s just going to feel a bit lonely at the castle without you.”

“Well… Maybe you could invite the other girls for a sleepover.” Spike suggested. “I’m sure they will be more than happy to come for that.”

“Yeah… maybe you're right.” Twilight admitted. It’s been a while since she and the girls hung out together.

“Spike!” Cynder called out from the castle.

“Ah, I better finish packing and head out.” Spike hurriedly spoke. “I swear that I will send a letter in a week.”

“Alright, I’ll be waiting for it.” Twilight replied but once Spike was inside and out of earshot. “...I still don’t like this or her.”





After packing the needed essentials, Spike and Cynder head outside where they spread their wings and take off to Canterlot. To help make it easier, Twilight used a spell that transported the majority of their luggage to Canterlot.

“Is it really necessary to write Princess Twilight a letter every week?” Cynder asked her son.

“I don’t think it's that bad mom. She’s just concerned.” Spike reasoned.

“I think she smothers you too much.” Cynder commented. “You didn’t tell her exactly why we are heading back to Canterlot, did you?”

“Not exactly.” Spike nervously answered. “I told her that my Rut Cycle required you to help but I didn’t go into all the details. If I did, she would probably have a heart attack.”

“Hmph”. Cynder gruffed to herself. Despite her son’s wish for her to be open-minded and get along with his pony friends, she found Twilight and some of them weren't making it easy. Rarity seemed pushy, vain and appeared to take advantage of her son’s blatant crush on her. Pinkie Pie was just plain obnoxious. Harmless but obnoxious. She still hadn’t met some of the other mares her son had mentioned but she could only hope that they would leave a better impression.

Such thoughts would have to wait for now as the two dragons saw the outline of Canterlot Castle once more. Cynder steeled her resolve as they continued their approach. She didn’t know exactly what to expect her maternal counterpart had planned since she intended to bear witness to the whole of Spike’s first rut cycle. The Dragoness likely believed the alicorn would find some way to interfere.







Celestia had been pacing back and forth in the castle throne room with Luna watching her with a growing sense of both impatience and bemusement. Raven Inkwell was also present near the dual thrones, trying to keep her attention to her list of papers ready to be signed but seeing her princess in such an anxious state unnerved her. True, Celestia was happy to have Spike close to home again but sharing the addressment of “mom” to the dragoness was not something she was taking well, much less this “Rut Cycle” Cynder had explained to them earlier. Luna didn’t seem to have any problems with the plan to help her beloved nephew but Celestia was a different story. The solar princess may have added the term to have Spike’s cycle at the Canterlot Castle, specifically in the more private sections for obvious reasons, but the whole thing was making doubt creep into Celestia’s mind.

“Why did I let you convince me that this was a good idea?!” Celestia practically shouted at her sister. “This is the most ridiculous plan I’ve ever been a part of!”

“Really sister?” Luna replied in a very deadpan manner. “More ridiculous than when you had Discord search for Tirek when he wasn’t entirely “rehabilitated”?”

Celestia gave Luna a very dirty look. “Do. Not. Go. There.”

Luna merely rolled her eyes. True, Discord did redeem himself after being betrayed himself by Tirek, Celestia’s original decision to have him capture the centaur when he first escaped had been criticized since Discord had yet to be sincere about changing his ways. 

“I’m serious Luna!” Celestia shouted again. “This dragoness is going to handle Spike’s first time! She’s going to rob Spike of his innocence!!”

“Her name is Cynder and if it prevents Spike from going through a very painful… transition as he grows then I’m willing to let her proceed with this plan.” Luna reasoned. “Spike himself also agreed to this plan as I’m sure you are aware.”

“Like he had much choice in the matter, Luna.” Celestia argued. “We both know Spike is still relatively new to the customs of dragons.”

“For which we are partly to blame.” Luna reminded her sister. “Cynder was right on that part during our “get together” earlier.”

Celestia wanted to retort to that but she realized that her sister was right. She and Twilight never did really bother trying to learn more about the dragons for Spike’s sake. They only raised him as if he were any other pony. For the most part, Spike turned out okay but even Celestia had to acknowledge that there were moments where she regretted not knowing enough about dragons such as his “greed phase” that demolished half of Ponyville and of his “journey of self-discovery” during the annual dragon migration. In this, Cynder is right to be upset that she and Twilight practically discouraged Spike from connecting with his dragon identity. Of course, Celestia would never admit that out loud. 

Such thoughts would be put to rest later as a guardspony entered the throne room.

“Excuse the interruption, your majesty.” The guard bowed respectfully. “Two dragons have been sighted. Prince Spike has returned once more with the guest you spoke of.”

Celestia could only take a deep breath before turning to her assistant.

“Raven!” Celestia called out, immediately causing the gray-white mare’s head to stand up at attention.

“Yes, Your Majesty!?” Raven honestly wasn’t sure what her princess wanted her to do.

“I would like you to meet with Spike and… Cynder when they land.” Celestia explained but to say the dragoness’s name made her eye twitch, which Luna noticed with annoyance. “And escort them to the Castle’s private wing.”

“Of course, Your Majesty.” Raven confirmed, taking her leave past the guard who followed. Once the two were gone, Luna felt it was time to address the matter with Celestia.

“And what are you going to do sister?” Luna asked, almost suspicious. “Why aren’t you going to meet the duo?”

Celestia paused for a minute. “...I have some last minute preparations to make.”

“Last minute preparations?” Luna repeated with a raised eyebrow. “And what would that mean?”

“Nothing you need to be concerned about sister.” Celestia quickly answered, almost defensively. “Since when did you become so nosy?”

“When you started to go crazy and entered “ultra-mom” mode.” Luna answered with pure sarcasm.

Celestia shot her sister an angry look but her face had a shade of red, a blush. She wanted to retort but doing so would only all but confirm Luna’s accusations. Instead, Celestia held her head high and proceeded to leave the throne room for the private wing, leaving Luna alone with her thoughts.

“Honestly, how is it that I became the reasonable and mature one?” Luna asked out loud with a sigh. “Might as well help Raven when Spike and Cynder get here.”

Luna rose from her throne and proceeded to exit the throne room towards the courtyard. However, a part of her mind was wondering what her sister had planned for this whole situation.

“I can’t help but fear what my sister’s “preparations” are.” Luna spoke to herself, with a sense of anxiety. “Last thing Spike or I need to deal with is seeing his two moms fight.”







On her end, Celestia quickly made sure everything in the private wing of the castle was prepared for this event, as she didn’t want anypony learning about what Spike is going through and what has to be done to help him. If any of the newsstands ever found out about this, to say it would create a scandal would be an understatement. To be fair, Celestia never truly cared about what the gossip mongers thought about but this was something she didn’t want to take a chance with. Ponies already know so little about dragons, even after a dialog was finally made thanks to Twilight, Spike and their friends. This already made her think of something…

“Maybe I should send Ember a letter and ask questions about this Rut Cycle Cynder talked about.” Celestia spoke to herself. “Dragons can’t seriously think this is the right course of action, right?”

So many thoughts were going through her mind as she made her way to the private wing, to make her “last preparations”, which mainly involved making the rooms soundproof and fireproof. Celestia didn’t know what sex was like when it came to dragons but she had heard… “rumors”. Last thing she wanted was to explain how part of her castle was on fire due to a dragon mating ritual. Much less say that Spike was involved. Celestia already got a lot of criticism from the more stuck-up members of the upper-class and officials when she legally adopted Spike as her son. They were willing to have Spike be named prince but they refused to acknowledge him as her heir. Though this angered Celestia considerably, she was convinced at a practical standpoint that a nation of ponies would never see a dragon as their ruler, no matter how kind, caring and compassionate he may be. She never told Spike this, not wanting him to feel disheartened that the kingdom didn’t fully accept him but at the same time, Celestia felt that being a future ruler was not something Spike would have wanted. A feeling that was proved true during the recent Dragon Gauntlet where Spike quickly relinquished the Bloodstone Scepter to Ember.

Her thoughts quickly turned anxious if not spiteful in wondering what Cynder would think of her decisions in raising Spike. Almost from the get-go, Celestia felt criticized by the dragoness on her child-raising abilities, becoming angry and insulted.

“Wonder what kind of words Cynder would have about all this?” Celestia sarcastically asked herself. “If she thinks I’m just going to sit back and let this happen without me, she has got another thing coming!”

However… how was she going to NOT just sit back and let it happen? Only one course of action came to mind and it left her with a growing blush on her face…

“CURSE YOU LUNA FOR PUTTING THESE THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD!!!!!” Celestia screeched at the top of her lungs. It was at a volume that was just beneath the princesses’ Royal Voice.

Fortunately, no one outside the private wing heard Celestia. The enchantments seemed to do the trick…







Raven was waiting in the courtyard rather anxiously for Spike and Cynder to arrive until she heard a voice behind her.

“Miss Inkwell.”

Raven turned to see who it was and saw that it was Princess Luna.

“Oh, your highness. What brings you out here?” She asked.

“I thought you might need some assistance when Spike and his mother arrive.” The moon alicorn simply replied.

“I-I see.” Raven simply said. However, Luna noticed that the assistant seemed a bit troubled.

“Something on your mind Miss Inkwell?” Luna simply asked.

Raven sighed, “Well, it’s just still shocking that Spike’s mother, well… birth mother that is, has appeared after all these years and it’s put Princess Celestia a bit on edge about it.”

Now it was Luna’s turn to sigh, “Indeed. My sister is afraid that she’s been replaced and that Spike wouldn’t look at her as his mother anymore.”

“That doesn’t sound like something Spike would do.” Raven spoke with complete assurance. “I’ve known Spike since he was such a little dragon and during that time, there was hardly a moment he was away from Princess Celestia. Before he was transferred over to the Sparkle family that is…”

Luna smiled upon hearing that. Granted, Luna herself only knew Spike for a couple of years since her return from her corruption as Nightmare Moon but upon meeting him as a young drake, Luna accepted him as her nephew almost instantly. She adored Spike ever since and overtime, they had become something akin to confidants to each other as they have both felt what it is like to feel “overshadowed” by those close to them.

“Indeed.” Luna confirmed, maintaining her smile. “My sister wouldn’t show it but when her royal duties piled up and she couldn’t take care of Spike herself, thereby granting custody to Twilight and her family, Celestia told me it was very hard to see him away.”

“It’s hard to imagine seeing her majesty sad at all.” Raven spoke after hearing that from Luna. “She’s always radiated a sense of happiness and serenity.”

Luna could only make an odd sideways glance upon hearing that. Though it didn’t bother her to hear such praise for her sister as much as it did millennia ago, there are moments where some ponies “admire” Celestia too much.

Raven however noticed the night princess’s reaction to her comment. “T-That’s not to say you don’t exude such an air, your majesty.”

“Heh. Thank you Miss Inkwell.” Luna lightly chuckled. “But it’s quite alright. My sister has endured much to maintain that “air” as you said.”

Raven could only laugh nervously before breathing a small sigh of relief. Still, a part of her mind wondered how this dragoness’s presence would affect the “environment” of the castle and Celestia’s state of mind. Raven Inkwell took her job seriously and if anything affected her Princess, it affected her line of work as well. If the princess was in a calm and pleasant state then her job was straightforward and ordinary. If Celestia was moody, sad or even depressed, then her work would ground to a halt. On the very rare occasion her princess was in a foul mood for any reason, Raven would fear that it would be her last day on the job… or her last day at all. Currently, this dragoness made Celestia anxious to an almost absurd degree, making Raven’s job hectic and stressful to say the least. She only hoped that Celestia would return to her usual self soon.

Such thoughts would have to wait as two shadows came upon them. Spike and Cynder were approaching the courtyard.

Both dragons landed gracefully upon the courtyard, leading the guard ponies present to stand at attention. Though a couple of them still couldn’t resist to make a very quick glance at Cynder’s prodigious bosom.

Once more, Raven couldn’t help but be in awe with the dragoness’s beauty. She didn't want to think it, let alone speak it, but Cynder emitted a radiance and majesty that rivaled Princess Celestia. Sure it was more dark and slightly domineering but she carried herself with grace and dignity that overall made Raven herself feel subservient. Especially since the dragoness’s black dress took advantage of her luscious figure.

“Welcome back you two.” Luna spoke out in a friendly tone. She approached and gave Spike an affectionate hug to which Spike returned the gesture.

After a minute or so, the two broke away from the hug. Spike then looked around and asked, “Where’s mom?”

“She’s… getting your room ready.” Luna replied rather uneasily, not wanting to go into full detail of what her sister was actually doing.

“Hmmph,” Was all Cynder said before turning her attention to Raven, “Who’s this?”

Raven stuttered a little when the dragoness turned her attention towards her but managed to compose herself, “Oh, I’m Raven Inkwell. Personal Assistant to the Princesses.” She replied.

“Miss Inkwell has been under my sister’s employment for years. Long before my return.” Luna added before smirking a bit. “Honestly I think my sister would be lost in bureaucratic paperwork if not for her assistant here.”

Raven could only blush and sheepishly look away in slight embarrassment. She wasn’t used to such praise.

“Hmm.” Cynder merely analyzed the pony briefly, ultimately concluding that she was no threat. Even so, the dragoness suspected that this Raven would serve as a spy for her rival.

“S-So Raven is going to help with my uh… “problem”?” Spike asked nervously. 

“More or less.” Luna confirmed. “She will essentially be the “messenger” between the private wing and the rest of the castle staff as my sister will largely be within the private wing until this… cycle has been sorted out.”

Spike could only blush as she gazed at Raven, hoping she didn’t know what his cycle was about. Unfortunately, Raven’s blush only blushed a bit more which essentially confirmed that she knew, much to his shame and embarrassment. On her part, Cynder narrowed her gaze a bit which all but confirmed her suspicions. 

“Well with that out of the way, shall we come inside?” Luna suggested, noticing the tension and awkward feelings brewing.

Cynder just shrugged, “Very well…”

With that, the four headed to the entryway. Spike’s first Rut Cycle is about to begin…