Author's Note

Sorry about the long wait. I got distracted.

A Little Push

The sound of a terrified woman's scream echoed throughout the dark halls of some dark secluded location, filled with mists, littered with piles of broken glass shards and shreds of all sorts of fragile materials that trashed the roads. Out from the shadow, the owner of the scream is revealed to be Rara herself.

Rara was running as fast as she could, away from her pursuers, whom she wished are her fans right now. Instead, behind her are a group of brutish looking men, all being led by the same thug who tried to subdue her the other day.

"Hey where are you going baby? Come on!" The leading thug asked, as he and his comrades all laughed hysterically like packs of hyenas.

Rara kept on running, but around every corners she turned, there appeared to be more thugs who all pounced after her, until finally she was trapped. The thugs all grabbed at her, ripping at her clothes while making smooching sounds and barking like hungry dogs.

"Get off of me!" Rara screamed in disgust, kicking and punching the thugs the best she could, remembering some of the quick lessons she had of Kenpō from Spike.

In response, a thug unsheathes a knife and was about to take a stab at her, when a gust of wind blew the thugs off their feet, and away from Rara, who quickly wrapped her arms around herself, shielding from the cold the best she could.

Looking up, Rara gasped to see a tall cobalt alicorn galloping in the air, above the thugs, before it lets out a mighty neigh that stripped the thugs of their clothes, leaving them in their boxers, much to their utter humiliations, and Rara's amusement as she struggles to stifle a laugh.

The alicorn glared at the thugs, before with a flash of its eyes, the thugs were gone, and Rara was left alone, with the majestic horse. Slowly getting up, holding the tattered remains of her torn up clothes together, Rara walked up to the alicorn and was welcomed by a cool and welcoming aura that pulsed off the alicorn.

The alicorn's ears perked, hearing the young woman's steps, as it turned to look at Rara, gazing into her eyes with its intimidating, but gentle gaze. The alicorn's horn quickly pulsed with a cool blue light, conjuring a mist, surrounding Rara, blinding her momentarily, before she finds herself in a beautiful land that screams paradise.

Secret Place - Trish Thuy Trang

Looking to her left, Rara spotted Spike, reclining back in a field of grass, taking in the tranquility of the atmosphere that was relaxing him.

"Spike?!" Rara exclaimed.

"Hmm?" Spike opened his eyes and turned to his right to see Rara, looking at him, surprised. "Oh, hi Rara," He greeted casually before his eyes widened and he flabbergasted, "RARA?!! Where'd you come from?"

"I...I don't know..." Rara admitted, blushing. "One moment, I was being chased by some thugs. Next thing I knew, here I am, with you."

Spike looked around, seeing it was just him and Rara, "Well, while you're here, why don't you sit down?" He patted a spot next to her.

Rara accepted his invitation, taking the spot and laying back, while enjoying the view. Everywhere she looked, she could see a seemingly endless sea of green, surrounded by a wall of tall mountains with snows at the top in the distance. Around her and Spike were fields of beautiful flowers, and a stream of clear blue waters flowing past them.

"Wow, it's so beautiful here," Rara smiled.

"Sure is," Spike sighed. "Kinda makes you feel free from the city and all your troubles, doesn't it?"

Rara looked doubtful, "It's not real, is it?" She asked.

"It's up to you, Rara," Spike answered. "It depends on you see it, or how real you believe it is. At least, that's how Twilight told me, once."

"So, is it real to you?"

"For now, yes," Spike admitted.

"Then, you're real too, right?" Rara asked, smiling hopefully.

"Of course I'm real," Spike smiled. "Why-" Before Spike could finish his question, Rara grabbed him by the shoulders, rapping him in a loving hug.

"Because I don't ever want to wake up from this dream," Rara said, sweetly. "And I don't ever want to let you go."

Spike scratched the back of his head, unsure of the pop star's desire, "I don't know about that," He said. "We still-" Rara quickly silenced Spike with a finger to his lips.

"Don't ruin it for me, Spike," Rara said, shooting him a flirty glance, before she moves in, claiming Spike's lips.

The world around them immediately melted away, and both Spike and Rara woke up in their respective rooms, "Aw man!" They moaned, before they collapsed back into bed.

Later that day, Spike was out walking in the city of Canterlot, looking for something to do. He can't go and visit the pop stars, mainly because their concert night is tomorrow night, meaning today is their last time for a dress rehearsal. Therefore, they cannot afford for anymore visitors and any mistakes, which Spike wouldn't want to be the cause of.

'And after that, they'll be long gone,' Spike thought sadly, when a voice greeted him.

"Hola, mis amigo," A smooth voice greeted, to which Spike turned to see a tall, thin man wearing a red coat, beneath a dark black cape, matching top hat, tan brown pants, and darker brown shoes.

"Well, look who cat dragged in," Spike began. "Himself."

"Well, well, who let the dog out, I wonder," The man returned, while tipping his hat. "Himself?"

The two men had a stare down for a moment, before they broke out laughing, "Spike!" The man shouted.

"Capper!" Spike cheered, as the two men happily embraced each other. "How've you been? When did you get back?"

"Oh just last night," Capper smiled. "And just in time too, since I heard there was going to be a big to-do here in Canterlot City."

"Oh, so you've heard about the concert with Rara, Sapphire, and Songbird, huh?" Spike asked.

"Oh yeah, Discord told me about it all. And he even showed me these," Capper grinned, reaching into his coat, revealing three certain pictures that made Spike go pale. There, glistening in the sunlight, are pictures of Spike and the three pop stars, kissing each other.

'OH NO!' Spike moaned in his thoughts.

"Hmm," Capper scratched his chin, amusing himself with the pictures. "Not bad, mis amigo. I'm one to romancing with the ladies, but not this high. Either you are just stepping up to your games, or my charm is just contagious."

"Give them to me!" Spike shouted, reaching out for the pictures, only for Capper to quickly dodge out of the way.

"I don't know amigo," Capper replied, while skillfully dodging several strikes from Spike. "They're actually not bad. The lightings could dim a little, as well as the shadings, but they're good enough for me. Who knows, maybe they could worth a lot of money."

"Don't you even think about it!"

Capper chuckled lightly, "Oh don't get yourself worked up, my friend. I've already made copies of my own. You can have these," The man said, handing Spike the pictures. Of course, the frown on Spike's face remains.

"Capper. Whatever you do, do not even-"

"Cálmese," Capper ushered. "I'm not going to rat 'em out or anything. Besides, I paid Discord enough to keep it between him and us," Capper winked.

"Forgive me, if I withhold my enthusiasm," Spike frowned.

"Anyway, I was just on my way for some tacos," Capper began. "Care to join me?"

Deciding to let it slide for a while, Spike shrugged his shoulders and answered, "Sounds to good to me."

"Excelente!"

Meanwhile, at Sweet Apple Acres, Applejack was out in the heat of the sun, harvesting the apples, when she was approached by a certain pop star, in disguise which only Applejack can see through.

"Well I'll be!" Applejack exclaimed. "Rara!"

"Hi AJ!" Rara greeted, walking up to the country girl and they tenderly embraced. "No words can tell you how glad I am that it's just the two of us. It's been ages!"

"Took the words right out of mah mouth, Rara!" Applejack smiled. "So, what brings ya Sugarcube?"

"I thought I'd come over for a visit," Rara replied, before she began uneasily. "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot Rara," Applejack replied. "What's on yer mind?"

"I was wondering if I could ask you about Spike."

Applejack looked up with a sly grin on her face, "Oh. Yah got it real bad for the man. Aren't you?"

"W-What?" Rara blushed. "What makes you say that?"

Applejack lightly chuckled, "Nothin' gets past me, Rara. Ya know that," She replied. "That, and almost every gals in this city are taken by the fella's charm."

Rara blushed, "He's really all that?"

"But of course, Sugarcube. Granted, he's cute. But he's also very noble, and very sweet of others."

"Not to mention very strong and so brave," Rara swooned, recalling how Spike came to her rescue. Shaking the love trance away, Rara began, "But it's not just me. That's the problem."

Meanwhile, at a Mexican restaurant, both Spike and Capper were busy chewing the fat, and the tacos.

"So, on a scale of 1 to 10, how far are ya in your relationships with the pop stars?" Capper asked.

"Why do you want to know?" Spike asked. "It's kinda personal."

"Alright then," Capper took out the photos, glancing at them, as if he was analyzing their quality. "Hmm, my guess is 8.5."

"Geez, what makes you say that?" Spike asked.

"Oh, considering how you and the ladies have to arrive at the main event, I can rate it as much," Capper grinned.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ugh, do I need to spell it out? You haven't gotten to the fun part. Have you?"

"Wait. You mean...."

"....right in bed."

Realizing where Capper was getting, Spike quickly waved, "Oh no! Wait a minute! That's out!" Spike defied. "O-U-T, OUT! No way, Jose! Or in your language, no!"

Capper's cheshire cat-like grin still remains, as he rolled his eyes, "Eh, you say that now. But just you wait, it'll come."

"And what if it never does?" Spike asked.

"I wouldn't count on it. Seeing how close you've gotten to the ladies."

"But I don't want to come off as some horny dog," Spike whispered harshly.

"Then don't be," Capper countered. "Be a cool cat. Be smooth. Don't just think. Feel it. When it feels right, you pounce it! Don't let it slide, amigo."

"Easy for you to say."

"Hey, charming's my game. But luck, is your aim. And like they say, luck is when preparation meets opportunity."

"When preparation meets opportunity huh?" Spike pondered. "I'll think about it."

"Suit yourself," Capper sighed. "But just remember, they won't be around for long. So don't waste this opportunity, while you still have it."

While Spike was having a heart-to-heart talk with Capper, Rara and Applejack were just doing the same.

"So you see," Rara began. "I Just don't know anymore. Our show is going to be tomorrow, and after that, we'll resume our tour around the world."

Applejack nodded in understanding, "I see," She frowned. "Ya just can't decide for yourself, huh?"

"Uh-huh. Performing and singing is all I've ever dreamed of. I'm just confused. It's like, my head is telling me to follow my dreams, but my heart is telling me to leave the show business and stay here with you and....and...Spike." Rara sighed despondently, before she asked, "What do I do, AJ?"

Applejack scratched her head, before she looked around, making sure she and Rara were all alone, "Well it's simple, Sugarcube," AJ began. "Just tell him how much he means to ya, and get it off yer chest."

"You sure about that?" Rara asked, earning a nod of approval from Applejack. "But what about you and him? I don't want to just take him away from you."

Applejack chuckled, "Don't worry about me, Sugarcube. I don't mind if some other gals are throwing themselves onto him. Just as long as they're someone I approve, and as long as they treat him right. Besides, he doesn't like to choose just one of us. He likes treat all of us equally and as kindly as possible."

Rara blushed, "Don't I know it?"

"Besides, think of it this way. After the show tomorrow, when you and yer pop star gals leave Canterlot, I'll stay around to keep him company."

"When you put it that way, that doesn't sound so bad," Rara went over and wrapped her arms around Applejack, "Thanks AJ. I'm glad I had this talk with you."

AJ smiled as she returns the embrace, "Anytime, Rara. Anytime."

Later that afternoon, Rara was on her way back to meet up with the pop stars, eager to finish their dress rehearsal for the day, when Spike rounded the corner, and they nearly collided.

"Whoa!" The both exclaimed. "Sorry, I didn't see you-"

"Spike?!" Rara gasped eagerly.

"Rara?!" Spike exclaimed.

"What are you doing here?!" They both asked. "What am I doing here? What are you-Hey! Stop-JINX!!"

Spike and Rara looked at each other for a moment, before a smile started to form on their faces, and they burst out laughing.

After they stopped laughing, Spike cleared his throat, "So, shall I walk you back, or-"

"YES!!" Rara beamed, before she regained her composure. "I mean, I would like that." The two held hands together as they walked back to where the show was going to be. On the way, Rara started to talk, "Hey Spike?"

"Yeah, Rara?"

"Can I say something?"

"Uh, okay," Spike replied, looking rather nervous.

'Okay, deep breathes, Rara,' Rara looked at Spike and said, "I love you, Spike."

As expected, Spike stopped in his track, frozen on the spot, "Y-Y-You....you like like me?" He asked.

"Mmm-hmm," Rara nodded. "Do you have a problem with it?"

"Oh no. Not a problem at all. In fact....I...I feel the same way, Rara. And not just because you're a pop star, or a celebrity, mind you," Spike reassured. "I love you, and Sapphire, and Songbird, because....well...." Spike hesitated, blushing a shade of red, trying to find the right words. "Because these past few days I got to hang out with you three, all together, it was a blast. You ladies are a lot of fun....and you're all very nice and....I..."

"Hey Spike?" Rara began. "Stop talking."

With that, Rara guided Spike into the trees, where they would be concealed from the public eyes, before she leaned forward to kiss, which Spike quickly complied, and they both collided their lips together, holding each other close. They stayed that way for a long while.

masara - Tegami (ft. yutsuki & Hikaru Station)