Rainbow Dash's New Idol

It was late in the afternoon, Spike was still happily asleep, on Saturdays and Sundays the library was closed, not like anyone ever came by for that matter, but the weekends were guaranteed sleep in days. That is what he thought, until he awoke to the sound of the downstairs door opening and closing. He pulled himself out of bed, and wandered over to his bedroom door, his intruder already knocking away at it. He opened it to meet face to face with Scootaloo, he rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing right.

"What the hell are you doing here Scoots?"

"Uh, duh. You remember last story I said I was gonna be over today with beer?"

"... What?" he asked, completely lost, "The hell you talking 'bout story?"

"Never mind, so, you ready to get drunk off your ass?"

Spike looked to his clock beside the bed, 2:03 pm, "At two in the afternoon? No thanks, I'd rather sleep." he replied sloppily. She pouted at him, and stepped on his foot playfully, "Hey, watch it!"

"There, now you're awake. C'mon man I've been looking forward to this ever since I asked you at the park. How was the brat you were sitting by the way?"

"Three words, Three-hundred dollars."

"Get the fuck out. Maaan, if I'da known that I would've made you buy the beer."

"Can I at least shower first?" Spike moped.

"You smell fine," she growled impatiently. Spike quickly hugged around her, rubbing his hair in her face as she tried to push him off.

"Does this smell 'fine' to you?" he said playfully.

"Okay, okay. Make it quick though. Or not, I'd like to see you bathe." she said seductively.

"You say that and you still think I'm the perv," Spike said as he walked to the bathroom. He placed a Towel on the rack and turned on the hot water, as he waited for the water to warm, he heard the downstairs door open again, he wasn't cherishing that Scootaloo was answering his door, but he just wanted to get clean already. He hopped in, shampooed, conditioned, how do you think he gets his hair looking so good in the cover pic? Once he was through he hopped out and wrapped the towel around himself, and began to walk back to his room. On his way back he looked down the stairs to notice a kid sitting on the couch, strange streaks of multiple colors filled her hair as she talked to Scootaloo. 'I should've mentioned in the flyers to exclude weekends.' he thought to himself. 'A day off doing babysitting with Scootaloo, as though Satan himself spit fire on me and tried to piss it out.'

"Hey Spike, looking sexy," Scootaloo announced as he opened his door.

"I bet you look pretty good naked too sweet cheeks," Spike jested as he shut the door. He threw on a T-shirt, boxers, some dirty jeans, and his favorite hoodie, and emerged out of the room, ready to face the hardship that is babysitting. 'I wonder what might happen today? Will the kid fall in love with me and make me have a nervous break down in public, will she cry about an animal dying on Tv and eat all my chips, or perhaps steal my porn and shoot me with a pellet afterwards. Also, why are all the kids I'm babysitting always girls?' Spike made his way downstairs, the rainbow haired girl giggling as Scootaloo told her a story. "So, you still wanna get drunk with a kid here Ms. Party girl?"

"Nope," she replied hopping up off the couch, "I'm gonna help babysit. We're splitting the pay."

"You wanna help? Good, I can use a break from babysitting kids while I steal their parents money." Spike said with a stretch. "What's the kids name?"

"She said her name was Rainbow Dash, what's cute was afterwards she said, 'But you can just call me Dash, everyone does.' Like, okay Miss popular." Scootaloo snorted.

"And the pay?"

"She came here alone but said her parents want her back by seven tonight." she whipped out some cash, "So we're getting sixty dollars, forty for me, twenty for you."

"The hell? You sure you graduated even elementary school with that kinda math?" Spike nagged, Dash heard this and giggled a little.

"Well the beer costed twenty, and since you bragged about your cash grab from last time, I figured I get the latter." she replied as she stuck out her tongue.

Spike poked her tongue back into her mouth, "Alright, but with more money comes more responsibility. So you're doing most the work." he said with a smirk. Spike looked to Rainbow Dash, "So kid, whadda you wanna do?"

"I hate being inside, I wanna go out! There were some sick puddles out there from that rain a couple of days ago, I wanna jump in 'em!"

Spike turned to Scootaloo, "You heard the kid, take her out."

"I may be the worker, but you're the overseer. And as overseer, you must keep an eye on my work at all times." she retorted, folding her arms into each other.

"And what about the beer?" Spike asked.

"We can all drink later, all three of us!" she exclaimed. Spike gave her a dirty look, "Kidding, we'll just hold it off until tomorrow, no probs dude. Now c'mon, let's go watch a brat jump in some puddles."

It was a gloomy cloudy day, the sun had yet to dry up the water from the storm three days ago. Rainbow Dash took notice to a good puddle, she got a running start and sprung straight into the pool of water, completely dowsing the kid and the area in water.

"Judges what are we gonna give her?" Spike announced.

"Meh, I've seen better. I'll give her a six." Scootaloo teased.

"What?!" Dash exclaimed, "Fine, you try giving a better one, I'll be judger... er!"

"Alright kid," she replied as she stripped off her hoodie, handing it to Spike. She saw the perfect one, not too murky with mud. She went into a full on sprint at it, and jumped just a few feet in front of it, water shooting almost above her head, almost her entire body covered in water.

"Judges, what do we say?"

"Wow, an eight!" the rainbow headed girl exclaimed.

"You gonna take one too?" Scoots asked, ringing the water out of her hair.

"I ain't one for getting wet. Besides I just showered, I'm not gonna get dirty again."

"Aw come on ya pansy, it's just rain water. Do it!" Scootaloo nagged.

"Yea, do it, pansy!" Dash giggled.

"Damn, peer pressure. Alright fine, here kid hold my hoodie." Spike said handing his jacket to Dash. He scanned the area for any good puddles, he spotted a huge one on the road, he got a wicked grin. "Alright, wager. If mine is bigger then both of yours, you gotta give me a kiss."

"W-what? Why would I w-wanna kiss you?" Scootaloo stammered.

"W-w-w-what was that Ms. Stutters? Think I'll actually beat you, or are you too chicken? Scootaloo the chicken, Bawk... Bawk bawk BAWK!" Spike jested, flailing his arms like a chicken.

"As if! But if it's not as big as mine, you gotta dock me the rest of the sitters pay." she retorted.

"Deal!" Spike shouted as he ran to the puddle of water. with one good jump he raised his knees to his chest and pushed his legs back down to the water. He sunk in at knee height, the water flying well over his head and right back on top of him, as he yelped out in both pain and surprise. Scootaloo couldn't help herself but laugh as she helped pull him out.

"You okay man? Who'da thunk you'd land in a pot hole." she giggled.

"That was definitely a ten!" Dash exclaimed.

"I think I sprained my ankle," he whimpered.

"You want your kiss now or later?" Scootaloo giggled.

"I'm in pain and all you can think about is kissing me," he laughed, trying to take his mind off his pain.

"Can you stand?" Dash asked. Spike slowly stood up, letting out a little gasp as he put pressure down on his left foot.

"Well I can hop," he said as he limped out of the road.

"Heheh, you're walking like a zombie," Scoots said.

"Can we do something that involves sitting? I don't think I wanna stay out here anymore," Spoke moped.

"I'm done with puddles anyway," Dash giggled.

"So am I kid," Scoots laughed.

"Hold still dammit," Scootaloo barked, as she bandaged Spike's foot in the kitchen.

"It's kinda hard when you're wrapping the bandage so tight," Spike moaned, "Is this even necessary?"

"Dunno, better to be safe then sorry though."

"That splash was amazing mister." Dash said, clinging onto his hoodie, "What's your name again?"

"Spike."

"Wow, that's a really cool name, like the sharp pointy poles."

"Yep, much more of a cooler name than 'Scootaloo'. Ow, hey!" Spike exclaimed.

"Sorry, too tight?" Scootaloo asked with a grin.

Spike groaned, until he felt a wet kiss on his cheek, he turned to face Dash with an embarrassed look on her face. "Why'd you kiss me kid?"

"That was the bet wasn't it?" she asked, confused.

"Well... Huh I guess I made the bet sound like you both had to kiss me." Spike replied.

"Alright, 'nuff kissing 'n shit. What's up next squirt?" Scootaloo asked, leaning her arm on Spike's head.

"Think of something someone can do with a leg injury." Spike groaned.

"Video games!"

"Simple, fun, and not much moving. Excellent choice kid." Scootaloo chuckled. Both Scootaloo and Dash walked out of the kitchen and to the couch.

"... Uh gals, little help?" Spike asked limping into the lobby.

"You can wal... erh, limp just fine. You're cool man." Scoots replied.

"Wow, you got so many games Spike." Dash said, pulling game after game off the shelf.

"Yep, I got a lot of crappy ones from my older brothers so a lot of them suck, but when I used to work the mini-mart I had a lot of money left over to buy games... You're putting all those back by the way, IN alphabetical order."

"Ohhhh, Alien Armada 5. This game looks awesome." the awe stricken kid murmured as she put it in the disk in the Play Station.

"Story Mode is shit, but the multiplayer is fun. And luckily it's four player, so we can all play."

"Pbblt, why did you bother to get two other controllers let alone three? You don't have any friends to play with." Scoots said rolling her eyes.

"I got you, the squirt, and two still functioning arms." Spike countered as he put her in a playful headlock.

"Are you two boyfriend-girlfriend?" Dash asked, cocking her head at the two.

"W-w-what? No! Why think that?" Scootaloo stuttered.

"Dunno, the way she used to look at me at work made me think so. Plus people always bully those they like, and the way she teases me you think she'd have a shrine of me back home." Spike teased. Scootaloo was completely flustered and red faced, not knowing how to respond. "Relax Scoots, I'm just kidding ya, I know you 'hate my guts' as you used to say."

"Whatever, let's just... play this stupid game." Scootaloo mumbled as she scooped up the controller.

Spike just rolled his eyes as he picked up his, "Someone's salty."

About two hours into the game, they were on the twentieth wave of Aliens. "Alright, this is the part where the game is basically like, 'fuck you'. Enemies are twice as harder to kill, they deal a lot more damage, and ammo and med packs are more scarce." Spike informed. "Plus there's also an alien hound boss with 3 heads as different enemies on this part. This is the last level guys, we can do it."

"Good thing we saved up on those med kits," Rainbow Dash added, "If only someone wasn't downed so many times on wave 13.

"Shut up," Scootaloo nagged, "Not my fault I got stuck in the corner with no ammo and 25 mad scientists stunning me."

"Alright, I'm thinking you two take the M60, and I'll take the flare gun just in case we need more supplies."

"C'mon man we have over the amount we can even store, we'll be fine." Scoots protested.

"Maybe, alright I'll take the Auto-Shotgun then. Oh shit, it's starting." The enemies shot down their barricades, dealing with them was no biggie though, they took to their positions and took them out one by one as they came out of the barricades. Now was the boss part, a singular dog head poked out through the crushed barricade, it then pushed it's way through revealing all three of it's massive heads. The turrets starting up on the dog, not even moving it's health bar down. "Focus on the smaller head right now, he does more damage but has less health." Slowly they took off the head's health until the head collapsed from the body. "Okay, the the middle one out!" They turned their attention to the center head, Scootaloo got in it's way while it was vomiting acid.

"Fuck, I'm out." she moped. Dash and Spike remained as they finished off the middle head, all that was left was the bulkier but weaker head. Both unloading all their ammo on it, it was down to only 1% health, both of their throwables and ammo depleted. It was suicide to try an melee attack it, if you got to close it could do an instant death crush.

Spike made his character look to Dash's as he told her, "Tell my family I love 'em." His character then charged the last head, stabbing at it, the head fell off the dog's body, sadly crushing Spike's character in the process. There was a cut scene of Dash's character standing over the carcass of the deceased alien dog beast, the announcer yelled 'Soldier, you are a TOTAL BADASS!'

"I did it!" the cheerful little girl exclaimed, "I did it I did it I did it! Thank you mister Spike. that was so cool the way you sacrificed yourself for me to win!"

Spike went straight faced and went into his serious voice, "Had it not been for the sacrifices made here today by these brave soldiers, we would have lost this war. But neigh, a sole survivor crushed past their ranks, one sacrificing themselves to ensure victory, and one dying because of a careless mistake like the turd she is!"

"At least I can still walk," Scootaloo jested.

"Well I killed an alien space dog with three heads, you tell me who's the winner" he retorted with a grin. Spike looked to the clock on his wall, "Damn, kid you might wanna get going, it's 7:12."

Her quickly snapped to the clock on the wall, "Awh, I was having so much fun though." She sighed as she stood up, and faced Spike giving him a bug hug, as well as Scootaloo, then running tot he door "Bye guys, I hope we can hang out again soon."

"See ya squirt."

"Later Rainbow."

Spike sighed as Scootaloo looked to him giggling, "Is babysitting always this easy and fun?"

"Nope, be lucky you were here on a good day and not on a day with crying or being assaulted." Scootaloo scooched over a little closer to him, Spike turned his attention to her, her face was burning red as she couldn't make eye contact with him. "Ehm, what're yo-" his words were cut off by her lips pressing against his, Spike was stupefied, but pushed into the kiss as well.

She pulled away blushing even brighter, "That was from the bet earlier..."

"Wow," was all that escaped his lips, honestly not knowing how to respond.

"S-shut up, it was just a kiss!" she shouted, rubbing her arm.

"I should bet you to kiss me more often." he said to himself.

"What was that?" she asked.

"N-nothing, I didn't say... anything about... yea it was just a kiss." he coughed.

"... Wanna keep playing?" she asked

Spike looked over to her, she quickly looked away, still obviously embarrassed about what she just did, "Sure" he answered, smiling contently. "If you don't die like a dumb dumb again."

"I bet I won't."

"Wanna wager on that?" Spike asked with a cocky grin, "A kiss says you'll die before wave 10."

"You're on." she replied.

Author's Note

This is by far the most enjoyable one I've written so far . I didn't think I'd enjoy writing it cause I honestly didn't know how to start it, but I'm really satisfied with the way it came about. The beginning was fun to write, the middle was fun, and the ending was great. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Don't know if I should do Pinkie or AJ next.