Isle of She-Beasts

Days turned into weeks. Weeks turn into months.

By now, it had been a whole month since Spike was shipwrecked on the island.

The young man grew a small goatee and mustache, with his hair unkempt. The She-Beasts began to assume some more animalistic stances, as most of them started to crawl on four, while occasionally walking around on their hind legs.

Nevertheless, both Spike and the girls continued to work side-by-side, with Spike having grown accustomed to the girls’ presence.

In fact, he’s become rather fascinated in the She-Beasts and Reverse-Hybrids. It was an unfamiliar feeling he hadn’t felt before.

Is he going insane? Why is he feeling this feeling? Why did he never felt that way before?

On the other hand, Spike wasn’t the only one experiencing such newfound emotions.

The She-Beasts and their Reverse-Hybrid friends were feeling a slight attraction towards Spike. After a whole month on the island together, they all grew closer and closer, up until they all shared the same mutual respect.

All the same, as animalistic as they were becoming, their love for Spike remains. And they wondered why they hadn’t felt that way before.

Only Loona, remained distrusting towards Spike and stubbornly kept her distance from the man, and every other females in the village, except for Bea. Though, eventually, the crocodile soon left her for Spike, leaving the wolf-dog by her lonesome.

However, on a few occasions, Spike has caught sight of Loona, checking him out, or stalking him. But she would quickly brush it off and pretend to be ignorant about it.

On one such morning, Spike was having a breakfast of fruit salad, with fish, crab meat, and oysters, that Starlight and Marina had worked hard to catch from the sea.

By this point, Spike was now more than tolerant of eating his meals with the girls.

Spike was just eating his breakfast like any normal humans, in polite society, when he looked up and was aghast at what he was seeing.

The She-Beasts were slobbering and fighting over every scrap of food they could get their hands or claws on, like the animals they were becoming.

Sunset Shimmer, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack were viciously chewing and tugging on the legs of a roasted pig.

Rarity, having lost a majority of her etiquettes, by her newfound choice of revealing attires, was hissing and puffed the furs on the back of her neck, as she stood defensively over her meal.

Fleur was also guarding the fish she was eating, hissing and scratching at anyone who gets too close, like a cat.

Pinkie Pie was screeching at the top of her lungs as she bangs her hands against her chest, making her breasts bounce repeatedly.

Twilight Sparkle was stuffing her face in a whole stack of daffodil sandwiches, hay burgers, and a bowl of oats. It was a far cry from her collected and calculating maturity of a leader, who kept everyone in order.

Only Fluttershy and Starlight have kept to themselves.

Starlight Glimmer appeared to want nothing to do with the antics of her new friends, who have succumbed to their genetically altered animalistic instincts. Unfortunately, at one point, she ended up on the receiving end of a bite, from Fleur.

“NYA!”

“OW!” Starlight screamed, turning her head to see the tip of her tail, in Fleur’s mouth.

Fluttershy was simply hanging upside down and was not fully aware to the exact awkward scene her friends were making.

Not too far away, the mixed reactions on the Reverse-Hybrids’ face was as clear as day

Marina looked disgusted.

Leggy was horrified and covered Kirin’s eyes, like a mother trying to save her child’s innocence.

Beatrice seemed rather indifferent about it.

Lastly, Loona appeared to be snickering to herself in amusement. For Spike, this is one of the few rare moments he actually sees Loona smiling, or at the very least, happy.

Regardless, none of the She-Beasts seemed to notice Spike, as if they’ve forgotten he was there. It wasn’t until Spike cleared his throat, which finally got their attention.

The girls stopped to look at Spike, seeing the bewildering, and disgusted, look on his face. The girls immediately turned to look at themselves and realized what a scene they were making.

The only saving grace was that they weren’t in public, or they were certain to die of embarrassment. Unfortunately, their embarrassment remains, due to the fact that they had made a mess in front of Spike.

Trying to salvage what they can of their lost manners, the She-Beasts sat back down in their seats and tried to use the forks and spoons to pick their foods. However, they seemed to have forgotten how to use the utensils.

Pinkie Pie was licking her spoon as if it was a lollipop, Rainbow Dash was unable to hold anything with her wings, where her hands used to be, and could hardly hold a fork straight, with her claws.

A wheezy, rasping laugh was heard, to which everyone turned to see it was none other than Loona. The wolf-dog was enjoying herself at the She-Beasts’ expense, until Applejack and Marina both shot her a death glare, to which Loona merely shrugged in response.

Spike, not wanting the girls to feel anymore awkward, decided to try and meet them in the middle, by holding up his plate of foods.

Twilight was the first to see this, and smiled as she too held up her plate, with the other girls following along. Fluttershy had some help, from Pinkie Pie, holding the mango fruit she was eating.

This display of mutuality got the Reverse-Hybrids interested, and they also raised their meals up. Even Loona followed along, seemingly not wanting to be left out.

With that, Spike and the girls raised their foods in the air, to each other, and proceeded to eat their breakfasts.

Later that day, Spike and the She-Beasts were once again setting up traps to strengthen their defenses around the village.

They had set up ground snares all around the outer edge of the village’s perimeter, designed to sound an alarm, using several bamboo sticks, designed to be wind chimes, attached to some small flimsy trees.

This way, if anything trips up and gets caught in these ground snares would end up shaking the trees, sounding the alarm.

Further inward of the village perimeters, are the pitfall traps, covered by sticks and leaves.

Finally, in the remote areas of the surrounding area in the village’s perimeter, should anything ever got past the ground snares, the pitfall traps, are the spear-spring traps.

In case any would-be invaders sound the alarm and somehow got pass the pitfall traps, then Spike and the girls will have enough time to set these lethal, but effective traps at the ready.

Once sprung, these traps will swing and impale any unsuspecting invaders, or any unfortunate creatures, with the sharpened wooden spikes.

Once the outdoor traps were set up, Spike and the girls can turn their attentions to set up defenses along the village wall and inside.

However, as of late, it has become more difficult for Spike or any of the girls to concentrate any of the tasks at hand.

One such moment was when Spike and the girls were checking on one of the wind chime alarms, when both Spike and Sunset suddenly fell down a pitfall trap.

Sunset landed first, on her back, with Spike accidentally landing on her stomach.

“Ow!” They both groaned, upon landing, until they looked and blushed at each other.

“Hi Spike,” Sunset chuckled sheepishly.

“Uh, S-S-Sunset?” Spike yelped.

Spike looked up to see the other girls, and little Kirin, laughing at their awkward predicament, with Pinkie Pie being the loudest. Only Loona is the exception, as she seemed to have a rather confused experience on her face.

Nevertheless, everyone all gathered together to help up both Spike and Sunset out of the hole.

Later, Spike was helping Applejack fortifying the palisade that served as the wall, surrounding the village.

The vines they gathered from the jungle were used as makeshift ropes, to suspend the wall of two-story wooden stakes together.

It was like looking at a wooden fortress built in medieval time. But the fortress isn’t what Spike was interested in. His main focus were on Applejack.

The young man was tickled pick, with his face burning red, from the island’s heat, as he gazes and marvels at Applejack’s muscular arms, legs, and toned abs.

‘Wow, Applejack,’ Spike thought to himself in arousal. ‘Look at her muscles. I could just rub my hands all over them all day.’

It’s hard to believe that a wolf-woman could be so strong, with muscles to show for it. This made Spike wonder if she was this strong, when she was human.

But aside from her strength, Applejack has shown herself to be diligent as she is honest. Spike wondered why he didn’t see her this way before.

Spike watched as Applejack pulls on the collar of her shirt, to get some breeze, before she took her hat off to wipe the sweats off her brow, and shakes her golden hair.

Spike was enchanted by such display, he thought he was looking at an angel. Before it could go on, however, Applejack turned her head and she caught sight of Spike checking her out.

Startled, Spike accidentally tripped and fell into the pitfall trap he dug up.

For the very life of him, he never felt so embarrassed, ‘Damn, she saw me staring at her!’ Spike thought in despair. ‘Now she’ll think I’m weird! I-I-I want to diiiiiiie!’

“Hey Spike?” Applejack poked her head into the hole, from above.

With the sun shining behind her, with the clouds and the blue sky as the background, she really looked like an angel.

“Y’all right, Sugarcube?” Applejack asked, a her voice breaking a little, sounding like she was holding in a laugh.

Watching from the bushes, Loona watched and observed Spike’s embarrassing moment.

She was outright delighted at the stupid human being for falling into one of his own traps. How utterly stupid can this man be?

Nevertheless, she really enjoyed watching the man make a fool of himself, in front of the orange wolf creature.

She half-expected the wolf to maul him, bury him alive for all she cared. Now that she has seen him for the inferior human he is, then she would make the smart move and kill him. That would make one less human being to worry about.

Instead, her joy of entertainment was dashed to the wind, when she saw Applejack leaning down to help the man up.

Loona couldn’t believe her eyes, nor did she understand. Why would this wolf help a human being from his own traps? The same traps these wretched humans would use to hunt and capture animals, like herself?

And why is she licking him? Why is her tail wagging? Does the orange wolf actually love him that much?

Although, Loona did remember seeing a similar scenario, such as this.

It was back when Loona was a normal dog, living out on the streets. She would scavenge throughout the humans trash, and fighting tooth and nails against even bigger dogs for scraps of her meals.

But on some occasions, she would be passing by the dog park, where dogs and their humans would go to play together. It was a rather wholesome sight to behold, as it is infuriating and mocking to Loona.

The sight of so many dogs living the life that Loona will never have. A family born of love. Nobody wants her.

Returning back to the present, Loona was more than disgusted and confused as to how this human could have a family born of love, with Applejack.

Eventually, both the human and Applejack parted and went their separate ways. Loona continued to follow the human, without alerting him. Humans are very primitive with such limited senses. But Loona wanted to find out more, of why this human male is so special to the girls?

After he helped Applejack with the wall, Spike walked back into the village and happened upon Rarity fixing one of the huts’ rooftops.

Fluttershy, being a Bat-Woman, was hanging upside down, from a tree branch that hangs above the hut.

“Oh! Spike! So good of you to come!” Rarity greeted.

“Hi Rarity! Hi Fluttershy!” Spike greeted the two She-Beasts. “What’s going on?”

“There’s a dreadful hole in the rooftop of this hut, darling,” Rarity replied. “And I’m trying to get it patched up, by…I’m rather short on hands, right now.”

“And I want to help,” Fluttershy squeaked. “But…I…”

“Now, now, Fluttershy,” Rarity assured to the insecure bat-woman. “No one is blaming you.”

“Maybe I can help!” Spike said, while surprised to hear himself say that. “Fluttershy can hold me, while I help you weave the roof, Rarity.”

“Oh, would you, darling?” Rarity asked, gratefully. “I wouldn’t want you to trouble yourself on our accounts…”

“It’s no trouble at all, I insist!” Spike continued to surprise himself. ‘Where did that come from? Am I really offering to help…to some women? She-Beasts?’

Since being shipwrecked on the island, the only company Spike has had are the She-Beasts, and later the Reverse-Hybrids, little Kirin, and Fleur-de-Lis. Not that Spike has had a choice in the matter.

The mere thought of being in their presence was overwhelming for Spike’s gynophobia. However, they were the only friends he has left. Including the wolf-dog, Loona.

Only one month later, Spike was still a little intimidated, if not scared by the girls. However, by this point, he has gotten more tolerant of being close to them, to the point he was even talking to them on a casual level.

He can look at them in the eyes and engage in a civilized conversation, without so much as sweating up a storm, or the risk of a panic attack. By now, he see has come to see them as human beings, just like he is, and no longer has the fear of possibly being torn to pieces and eaten.

But all the same, he can’t stop feeling nervous around them. A new kind of nervous that includes his face cheeks burning, sweating, and his voice stammering.

Poor Spike has yet to fully understand the mixed feelings he’s been experiencing. But in a way, it does feel good. He wondered why he didn’t felt that way before?

Returning to the present, Spike found himself being carried up a tree, by Rarity, who then passed him to Fluttershy.

Both Spike and Fluttershy had some troubles getting themselves adjusted. Almost as difficult as mountain climbers getting their harnesses adjusted for climbing.

The main trouble was climbing down on Fluttershy, without running the risk of putting his hands on some place inappropriate.

“Oh! My leg!” Fluttershy gasped. “Spike, be careful. Oh!”

“Sorry!” Spike blushed, after he had inadvertently puts his feet on a couple round steps, underneath the bat-woman’s ruff.

Nevertheless, both Spike and Fluttershy endured the awkward moment, as Fluttershy gingerly flapped her wings, until she hooked her opposable thumbs at Spike’s ankles.

With that, Spike did a trust fall and fell backwards, with Fluttershy holding onto him still, stopping his fall, where his nose was barely an inch away from the rooftop.

“Whoa! Whoa,” Spike groaned, from the sensation of the fall, and an even rushing sensation from hanging upside down.

“Spikey-Wikey!” Rarity called. “Are you okay, darling?”

“I’m okay,” Spike replied. “Just feeling the flow of blood rushing to my head.”

“But how are we doing Rarity?” Fluttershy asked. “Are we close to the hole?”

“Just a little more to the left, darling,” Rarity advised. “No! Your other left! A little more. Stop! Now gently lower Spike down. Easy does it.”

“I got it!” Spike shouted, upon grabbing the edge of the hole.

“Brilliant!” Rarity smiled and started to hand a clump of straws and reeds, to Spike.

From there, Spike followed Rarity’s instructions to weave the reeds and straws together, patching up the hole. Afterwards, they set the palm leaves over the patchwork, finishing the repair.

“And done!” Spike confirmed.

“Oh, what would we do without you darling?” Rarity asked, with a grateful sincere smile.

“Oh…I’d…hate to…imagine,” Fluttershy grunted, until she lost her grip on the branch, with her feet.

“WHOA!” Both Spike and Fluttershy screamed as they fell on the rooftop, and rolled to the ground, collapsing onto Rarity.

Once again, Loona was baffled at the interaction between the human and the two She-Beasts.

Rather than leaving the leopard and the bat creatures alone with their lives, the human still intervened. Except it was to help.

Admittedly, she was in awe at the teamwork of the human and the bat creature called Fluttershy, or Flutterbat.

To fix a hole on the rooftop of a hut, the human climbed up the tree, with the leopard’s help, and he was hung, by the legs, by the opposable thumbs on the bat’s wings.

Together, both human and Flutter Bat managed to patch up the hole, with more leaves, hays, and sticks, which the leopard was able to secure.

It was an amazing sight.

‘But still, why bother in the first place?’ Loona asked. ‘Why not just ask for someone else to do the work? Someone more capable, like that Twilight pony? Ugh! Humans are so weird. And this one is no exception.’

Again, Loona followed the human around the village. She couldn’t seem to fully understand why she was so interested in the human, as of late. Nor does she care. She just wanted some answers.

Who is this human? What is he doing on the island? Why is he helping?

The human was just walking through the village, minding his own business, when he was suddenly hoisted up in the air, startling Loona to a halt.

“AAAAAAHHHH!!!” The young man screamed, upon stepping into a snare trap, and found himself hanging upside down, by a leg. “HEY! HELP!”

At that moment, a familiar chirpy voice was heard singing and ringing in the air.

“Spider-monkey! Spider-monkey! Does whatever a spider can~” The monkey creature called Pinkie Pie sang, as she swung across the vines, reaching the human.

Flying by her side is the bird creature, Rainbow Dash.

“Hey, Spike!” Rainbow Dash chortled, finding a place to perch, on a branch. “How’s it hanging?”

“Good one, Dashie!” Pinkie Pie hollered loudly, which irritates Loona, from the treetops to the forest floor. “How’s it hangin?’ Because Spike is hanging upside down in our snare trap!”

“What gave you two the idea for a snare trap, huh?” The human asked.

Rainbow Dash was wiping a tear from her eyes, before she cleared her throat and explained, “Well, we thought that in case one of those Devil Monkeys, or any unwelcome guests, get pass the pitfall traps and somehow got through the wall, then they’ll be in for an even bigger surprise, with the snare traps me and Pinkie have been setting up.”

“Plus, a whole web of vines, designed to look like a spider’s web, made by yours truly!” Pinkie smiled, proudly pointing up.

Hanging above the village was a whole mess of vines, woven in intricate designs and patterns, like a spider’s web. It was so convincing, intimidating, as it is huge, Loona felt herself dwarfed in comparison to scale. She almost felt like a fly in a spider’s web.

‘How can this be?’ Loona asked herself in her thoughts. ‘This is impossible!’

“Hi!” Pinkie Pie greeted, jump scaring Loona.

“BWAH!!!” Loona screamed, before punching the monkey-woman right in the face.

Pinkie fell to the ground and clutched her face, "Owie..."

"Serves... you right... you... pink putz..." Lonna growled as she panted heavily, and rapidly beats her chest to soothe her frightened heartbeat, before storming off in a huff.

How could this strange pink monkey have succeeded in sneaking up on Loona? How could Loona have not seen nor heard her coming? Even to this day, no one knows how.

Rainbow then approached the downed Pinkie Pie, "Told you it was a bad idea..." The falcon woman muttered.

Twilight Sparkle was in her hut, going over all the documents, map, and charts that she and Spike had been able to salvage from the shipwreck of the ship that Spike had previously arrived on.

She and Sunset Shimmer had been coordinating the charters, plotting out all the possible routes leading from the island and back to the mainland.

And recently, with the involvement of Starlight Glimmer, their plan to return home looked more possible than it was before.

Twilight was suddenly brought back to the present, by the sound of knocking on her hut’s door frame.

“Hey, Twilight,” Spike greeted the pony-woman.

“Hi Spike!” Twilight returned the greeting. “What’s up?”

“Pinkie’s got a whole web of vines, above the village. That’s what’s up,” Spike answered. “She’s got snare traps, rope bridges, vines coated in honey, and now she’s thinking of installing a zip line, or two.”

Spike shook his head incredulously, “Whatever goes on in that pink monkey’s beehive?”

“That’s just Pinkie being Pinkie,” Twilight chuckled. “Best not to think too much on that…”

Spike simply shrugged in response, before he sat down besides Twilight, to look at the map.

“So, what’s the plan?” Spike asked.

“Well, so far, the island we’re on is about 200 kilometers away from the mainland,” Twilight explained. “It’ll be a two day sail. So we need to stock up on foods that can last us long enough for the journey. And thanks to Starlight, for providing us with some weather charts, we’ll be able to pick the perfect day to go sailing. Otherwise, it will be suicidal to sail in a hurricane.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Spike grimaced, at the thought of sailing in a hurricane. “Though, where did she get all these?”

“From Newt Chimera,” Twilight answered. “Starlight told me that Newt wanted us off the island as much as we do. But he has some…complications. So this is his way of atoning for his mistakes.”

Spike looked at the documents with weary hope, “I hope Newt’s right, for all of us.”

Even if Newt Chimera was revealed to have become a hybrid, like the rest of Spike’s crew mates, Spike still hoped that the man himself was still alright.

Looking over the map, the sea charts, and documents of the weather forecast of the surrounding area. It wasn’t until Spike noticed something quite peculiar.

A red circle on the map, with an arrow drawn, and a message that reads: “Go here!”

“Hey, Twilight! Look at this!” Spike pointed the indicator on the map, much to the pony-woman’s interest.

“Where does that take us?” Twilight asked.

Before long, Spike and the group were following the map, to the spot, where Newt Chimera had circled.

After a bird’s eye view, from Rainbow Dash, to help them pinpoint exactly where their village is — while using the beach, the shipwreck that Beatrice and Loona hangout at, for landmarks — the group were able to confirm their location on the map, and the direction they need to take.

While looking at the map, Spike was alarmed to see five certain locations that Newt had also circled, with crude drawings of skulls, to confirm the areas not suitable for visitors.

But the names written next to them, were more than alarming.

“Looks like Newt’s been keeping track of the Berserker’s’ locations,” Spike said, showing the map. “Look at this! Chrysalis’s hive in Devil’s Bayou. Tirek’s Elephant Graveyard. Sombra’s Snake Pit. Cozy Glow’s Skull Mountain...”

“And from the looks of it,” Twilight read the map. “The Storm King is also somewhere in the area, close to where the village is! We need to be careful. If he’s as dangerous as he was, when he was human, then I’d hate to find out what Dr. Grogar had turned him into…”

“I just hope we don’t have to worry about running into the likes of Chrysalis,” Rarity expressed her disgust.

Eventually, the group finally arrived at what appeared to be a dead end. There was nothing in sight, except for a thick wall of shrubs, bushes, and trees.

“Now what?” Rainbow Dash asked Spike.

“I-I don’t know,” Spike replied, as he looked back at the map. “This…The map told us to go here!”

“Maybe you read it upside down,” Pinkie Pie guessed.

“It wasn’t upside down,” Rainbow Dash argued. “I flew up and almost circled the entire island! I memorized the layout to the exact details on the map!”

“But if that’s true, then why would Newt tell us to come here?” Applejack asked.

“I’m sure Newt wouldn’t peg us wrong,” Spike sighed. “Would he?”

“Of course not!” Starlight exclaimed. “Even if he was under Dr. Grogar’s control, Newt would want us all to be free and back to civilization! He’d never lie to us!”

“Oh please! Open your eyes, shark-girl!” Rainbow Dash screeched impatiently. “In case you forgot, he tricked us all to a tropical vacation, or even a trip to photograph some dolphins! All just to get us here, and have us subjected to becoming mutations to his employer, Dr. Grogar! This could be another of his tricks!”

“But…even if he was working for Dr. Grogar, then why did he try to free me?” Spike asked.

“I…I don’t know,” Rainbow said silently, at a loss for words.

“Look everyone,” Sunset Shimmer called. “It’s getting late. How about we all go back to the village and we can figure this out later…”

The girls were all exchanging mixed agreements and suggestions, while Spike walked over to a wall of shrubs, with little Kirin following.

“I know we came here for a reason,” Spike sighed, leaning against the wall, and fell right through it. “WHOA!”

Spike screamed, disappearing into the wall, alarming the girls and Kirin of his predicament.

“OH NO!” The girls cried out as they raced to the wall and poked their heads through the shrubs, to find a long dark tunnel.

“Spike! Where are you?” The girls called out to Spike, with their voices echoing. “Are you okay?”

“Check this out!” Spike’s voice echoed back.

Curious, the girls all slid down the tunnel slide, with Kirin sliding with his adoptive mother, on her laps. Upon arriving at the bottom of the slide, the girls meet Spike, standing on a rickety old wooden platform, covered in mosses.

“What is it, Spike?” Applejack asked. “What is it ya want us to see?”

“That!”

Everyone all looked up and could hardly believe their eyes. Docked in a cave, with an opening to the ocean, is a large white yacht — a cruise ship type — big enough for passengers of at least twenty people.

At the left of its bow, the ship’s name reads: The Ark.

“See? I told you Newt wouldn’t peg us wrong!” Starlight Glimmer exclaimed happily. “We got ourselves a ship!”

“We got ourselves a ride back home!” Applejack exclaimed.

“Our journey home is secured!” Twilight added.

“THIS CALLS FOR A YACHT PARTY!!!” Pinkie Pie hollered at the top of her lungs, already stripping off her apron, to reveal her swimsuit.

As the sun was going down, Spike and the girls were all dancing, splashing, and swimming around the yacht.

Rainbow Dash was flapping her wings, while dancing besides Fluttershy and Applejack. But Fluttershy accidentally smacked her wings against Rainbow Dash, knocking the falcon-woman onto Applejack, and they both fell on top of each other.

Rainbow Dash and Applejack were both blushing a storm, while Fluttershy stumbled blindly to apologize, “I’m sorry!”

Pinkie Pie jumped into the water, while hollering, “CANNONBALL!!!”

Pinkie Pie landed in the water with a mighty splash. Upon resurfacing, Pinkie looked up to see Starlight Glimmer shaking her head, with a competitive grin.

“You call that a dive? Watch this,” Starlight Glimmer then leapt up in the air, doing a spectacular somersault, landing a perfect nosedive into the water.

“WOW! That’s so awesome!!!” Pinkie Pie hollered, until both she and Starlight were hit by a big splash of water.

They turned to look and see a ring of ripples, where someone had dived in the water.

The assailant soon resurfaced, revealing herself to be Beatrice, scoffing, “Amateurs.”

Rarity was just resting on the yacht’s lounging chair on the bow, with Sunset Shimmer on her left.

“Oh yes!” Rarity smiled. “This is how a lady’s holiday should feel!”

“You said it, Rarity!” Sunset smiled. “Never thought I’d get to have this experience again!”

Kirin was galloping around the yacht, bleating with excitement, with Leggy Lamb chasing him. When suddenly, Kirin ran between Spike’s legs, which leads to Leggy colliding with Spike.

“OOF!!!”

Spike and Leggy fell onto the deck, dazed and disoriented from the collision. Upon regaining their senses and composures, Spike and Leggy looked at each other, blushing at the sudden physical contact with each other.

“Uh, you okay, Leggy?” Spike asked, checking the Reverse-Hybrid’s head for any bruises. “You have a fever? Why is your face glowing?”

“I’m…okay,” Leggy bleated bashfully.

By this point, the Reverse-Hybrids, besides Loona, have slightly improved their English.

“Are you having fever?” Leggy asked, checking Spike’s head.

“I’m…fine,” Spike stammered.

“Ahem.”

Spike and Leggy looked up with a start, to see the mischievous grin on Sunset’s face, with the other girls giggling. Though, Marina looked rather irritated and Loona seemed rather annoyed.

“Are we interrupting something?” Sunset asked.

“Uh, nothing happened!” Spike squeaked.

Unfortunately, Kirin wasn’t convinced. The little asymmetry horned lamb jabbed his longer horn at Spike’s stomach.

Feeling the wind knocked out of him, Spike keeled over, and felt himself being dragged along the deck, by the leg.

As of late, Kirin has become rather protective of his adopted mother. And the lamb makes sure everyone, especially Spike, know it.

“Are you okay, Spike?” Twilight giggled, to which Spike awoke to find himself in the care of the pony-woman, as well as Marina, and of course, Fleur.

“I’m okay,” Spike grunted, clutching his smarten stomach. “I never knew that little lambs could pack such a punch.”

“That Kirin,” Twilight smiled. “I guess he thought his mom was in danger and was just trying to protect her.”

“So I noticed,” Spike soon found himself being snuggled by Fleur-de-Lis.

By now, Spike has gotten used to Fleur’s feline affectionate snuggle.

“So, Twilight?” Spike asked. “Did you check the ship? Is it operable?”

“Well, it’s ship shape and sea worthy,” Twilight replied. “But it’s low on fuel. We’re going to need a lot of it, if we’re going to sail off the island. And we need a week’s worth of rations to last the journey.”

“Well, at least we’ve got a ship…” Spike said. “And if there’s any fuel on this island, then we’ll find it…somehow.”

Marina was checking Spike’s stomach, looking for any bruises, cuts, or any possible signs of an injury he might’ve gotten from Kirin.

However, the touch of Marina’s tentacles and hands tickled Spike’s stomach.

“Whoa, whoa, careful there,” Spike giggled. “I’m ticklish!”

“Ticklish?” Marina repeated, which gave her the idea to tickle Spike some more, with Fleur and Twilight joining.

Afterwards, they resume the party with the rest of the group.

Only Loona seemed to be the less “party animal.” She still had her eyes on Spike, looking rather suspicious of him.

The stubborn wolf-dog was not fully convinced that Spike can be trustworthy.

Beatrice took notice of Loona’s observation and walked over to the wolf-dog.

“Is there a problem?” Beatrice asked the wolf-dog.

“Yeah. Him!” Loona pointed at Spike, who had been the bane of her existence.

Beatrice followed Loona’s gaze towards Spike, then turned her head back to Loona.

“What’s wrong with him?” Bea asked.

“He’s so irritating just from looking at him! That’s what’s wrong!” Loona growled. “He makes me sick!”

Bea simply blinked her eyes, rather indifferent towards her friend’s rant.

“Why? Did he hurt you?” Bea asked.

“No.”

“Did he try to touch you again?”

“No.”

“Did he look at you the wrong way?”

“No.”

“Then, why hate him?”

“I don’t know!” Loona barked. “Something about him just makes me…he makes my stomach hurt! He makes me sick. But then I’m not! But then I am again. He’s driving me crazy!”

Bea simply smoked on a weed and puffed out a cloud, “You like him.”

“LIKE HIM?! I HATE HIM!” Loona screamed in denial.

“You tell yourself that,” Bea responded calmly. “You say you hate him, but your heart actually starts to like him, after all this time. And your stomach is upset about it.”

“Then what do I do to make it stop?”

“Talk to him.”

Loona seemed rather disgusted at the idea of talking to Spike.

“Why would I want to talk to a human, like him?” Loona asked. “He’s nothing but shit!”

“He’s a good human to me,” Bea shrugged.

“There are no good humans! Just shit! You of all creatures should know that better than I do!”

“I know there are worse humans. But I know there are lots of good humans. And I know to give them a chance…and to cut them some slack.”

“Cut some slack, huh?” Loona asked, finally having some second thoughts.

“Eeyup,” Bea smoked. “You may not like him now. But I like him. And you’ll see…he’s better than her.”

Loona flinched at the very mention of…her. But there can be denying. If Loona were to at least choose any humans, be it Spike, or her, right now. Then it would be Spike.

Loona looked back at Spike, deciding to give him a chance. Later.

Afterwards, Beatrice requested another weed to be lit. Loona took out her lighter, clicking on it, which immediately flickered, lighting up a flame.

‘Wow. That’s a first,’ Loona thought to herself.

“ALRIGHT, EVERY CREATURES! GATHER AROUND!” Pinkie Pie shouted, into a conch shell, sounding the call of a horn. “It’s that time again, for all of us to SING AND DANCE! HIT IT, RAINBOOMS!!!”

After a countdown of four taps, Pinkie Pie started off her fellow She-Beasts, sans Starlight, in an upbeat song.

I’m On A Yacht — Equestria Girls

Throughout the song, the She-Beasts Rainbooms danced and sang, letting their wild party animals shown.

Starlight Glimmer even joined the dance.

They eventually got Fleur-de-Lis, and all the Reverse-Hybrids to dance along.

Even Loona joined the groove, but only because she didn’t want to feel left out

Throughout the dance, the Rainbooms danced alongside a nervous and blushing Spike, beckoning him to dance.

Spike felt rather put on the spot. He was shaking and sweating nervously, with his knees buckling. He has gotten stage fright.

But then he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder, to which he looked up to see Sunset Shimmer, giving him a warm and assuring smile.

The tiger-woman then inhaled a deep breath, with a hand to her chest, which Spike followed along. Then she exhaled, moving her hand away, and Spike followed along.

As if carried away, on the exhale of his breath, Spike’s anxiety left, calming him down.

“You don’t have to dance if you don’t want to,” Sunset reassured. “Sorry for putting you on the spot…”

“It’s okay,” Spike replied. “Let me just…just…phew!”

Breathing deeply, composing himself, Spike started to shake his hips, wave his arms, kick his legs, and do all kinds of dance moves he can think of.

The girls all cheered him on, encouraging him to keep on dancing. Complying, Spike kept on dancing without his fears and doubts holding him back. He felt so much alive than he has in a long time.

The girls gathered around Spike and danced so more with the man. The Reverse-Hybrids joined in, with Kirin dancing by his mother’s side, but Loona still kept her distance.

At one point, Twilight was on all four, dancing rather awkwardly. Nevertheless, Spike followed along.

Seeing this, Loona looked at Spike with interest, wondering to herself why she didn’t see him that way before.

Everyone were all having a good time.

The girls, minus Loona, gathered around Spike and smothered him up with kisses, licks, and pecks.

End of Song

After the party, everyone were all on their way back to the village.

“Wow! That was so much…fun!” Spike panted heavily, catching his breath.

“You really killed it with those dance moves dude!” Rainbow Dash screeched happily. “Though…you could be 20% cooler.”

“Oh? Like ya could dance any better, Miss Chicken Hawk?” Applejack asked the falcon-woman.

“I’m a falcon, bitch!” Rainbow snarled in Applejack’s face.

“Well, whatever happened, you can really dance, Spike,” Sunset ruffled the man’s hair. “Better than, Twilight, honestly…” She muttered at the last part.

“I heard that!” Twilight scowled, much to Sunset’s amusement.

“Well…who says music can’t soothe the savage beast?” Spike joked. “The way I say it. It brought out their inner party animals!”

The girls all laughed out loud, along with Spike’s joke, when they arrived back to the village, and the sound of a wind chime alarm rang in the air.

“What the hay?” Twilight asked.

“What was that?” Spike asked.

“Barium, cobaIt, Einstein, KooI-Aid!” Marina exclaimed.

“What?” The group, except Pinkie Pie, asked the octopus Reverse-Hybrid.

“She said one of my patented snare traps caught an intruder, Southeast in the cool shades!” Pinkie Pie translated.

There was a moment of awkward silence.

“How did you know?” Spike asked.

“Eh. When you’re stuck on an island for a month, with an octopus who can’t speak proper English…you know a lot of things,” Pinkie answers a matter a factly.

Everyone all rushed towards the direction of the alarm. By the time they arrived, they were all startled to find a large creature, about the size of a large man, or gorilla, trapped in one of Pinkie’s large net traps.

“Yup!” Pinkie Pie hollered. “It worked!”

“But what exactly have we caught?” Spike asked.

“We’re about to find out,” Applejack replied, as she turned to Sunset Shimmer and Rainbow Dash. “Get ready y’all. No telling what kinda beast we caught ourselves could be.”

The three She-Beasts all approached the captured beast with caution, triangulated the surrounding area of their captured quarry.

“Let me go!” The beast shouted in a masculine voice, which caught Spike and the girls by surprise.

“The beast can speak?!” Spike exclaimed. “You can talk?!”

“Of course I can talk,” The beast responded. “And I kindly ask that you gently set me down and release me at once!”

“Okie-dokie-artichoke!” Pinkie Pie chirped, cutting down the net, dropping the beast.

“I said gently!”

With an indignant grunt, the beast stood up, brushing the net off, to reveal himself as a gargantuan creature that bears the resemblance of a gargoyle.

He has the muscular hulking body of a gorilla, the mane and tail of a lion, the wings of a bat, and the face of fearsome baboon.

“Wh-Who are you?” Spike asked.

“And how is it that you can still speak?” Twilight added.

“My name is Scorpan,” The beast introduced himself. “And I am the brother of the criminal you know as Tirek.”

“YOU’RE TIREK’S BROTHER?!” Everyone exclaimed.

“Not much of a family resemblance,” Pinkie Pie commented.

“Pinkie, shush!” Applejack berated.

“What? I’m just saying—“ Rainbow Dash quickly covered Pinkie’s mouth with one of her wings, silencing the monkey-woman.

“Uh, continue, Mr. Scorpan,” Sunset Shimmer beckoned.

“While it is true, we are brothers, we are not of the same business,” Scorpan continued. “I worked for the FBI. I assisted Interpol’s Agency in the hopes of catching my brother and bringing him to justice, though Tirek was always one step ahead of me. Eventually, he got tired of our game of cat and mouse, and baited me in a trap, before handing me over to Dr. Grogar, who turned me into this.”

“Sorry we asked,” Spike replied. “I mean, from what the girls told me, the transformation process Grogar had subjected you all must’ve been…painful.”

“You don’t know the half of it,” Scorpan shook his head. “Though, I must ask, how is it that you are not one of Dr. Grogar’s beast-folks yourself?”

“Well, as luck would have it, Newt Chimera busted me out before that insane madman of a doctor even had the chance to turn me into…a beast-folk.”

“Hmmm. I see. And to have survived for so long, a torturous existence that would drive a man mad. You are all truly exceptional.”

The girls and Spike all looked at each other to exchange blushes and awkward sideway glances.

But then, Twilight realized something more intriguing, “Hang on! Mr. Scorpan, sir,” She began to ask. “If you don’t mind my asking, then how is it you are still intelligent?”

“I have to agree with Twilight on this one,” Sunset Shimmer joined. “From what we have seen, a lot of men usually lose all their senses of reasoning and become fully feral, after the transformation process.”

Scorpan looked rather solemn for a moment, before he opened his eyes to look at Spike and the girls.

“Yes. It’s true,” Scorpan sighed. “For most of us men, we are all doomed to live the rest of our lives as beasts, for all time. I, myself, included. As to how I could’ve been able to retain my intelligence, whereas my brother could not…I don’t know if it makes sense, but I suppose…it’s all about acceptance.”

“Huh?” The group replied, unsure of the man-beast’s answer.

“What do you mean, by that?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Rather than struggling, or fighting, to control my inner beast,” Scorpan began to lecture. “I somehow came to terms with my new existence for the long-term…and I was able to gain self-control of myself. At least, that’s how I would interpret it.”

Spike and the girls exchanged confused glances, before Spike looked back up and asked, “So…what you’re saying is…in case I become a man-beast…I should just accept it, instead of fighting it? And then I can control myself?”

“Possibly,” Scorpan nodded.

Before the conversation could continue, Scorpan turned his head in the distance, as if he heard something rather alarming.

“Tirek is near!” Scorpan alerted. “I must divert away from all of you. You must get back to your homes at once, and stay inside.”

With that, Scorpan proceeded to flap his wings, until he was airborne.

“Hold on!” Spike called to the bat-like man-beast. “Will we ever see you again?”

“We’ll meet again,” Scorpan nodded, before he disappeared into the trees. “Be safe, my friends!”

At the end of the day, like everyone else, Spike returned to his hut, where he lies down on the bed, staring up at the thatched roof, in wonder.

He was more overwhelmed with excitement at the prospect of being able to go home.

‘Imagine us, leaving the island so soon!’ Spike thought in excitement. ‘I can hardly wait to see my parents again! And my parrot, Peewee. And my guys! The boys back home will never believe this.’

Spike’s thoughts were then set on the girls, wondering what will become of them, when they get home.

‘I wonder what will become of the girls, when we get home?’ He thought. ‘Hopefully, nobody will freak out at the sight of them, and call on somebody to have them…dissected, or vivisected, or anything bloody, gruesome, and gory. Yuck!’

The thought of his new girl friends being killed, cut open, is an unpleasant and squeamish fantasy that Spike hoped wouldn’t come to pass.

But then, it had Spike worry on what their loved ones would think.

‘These girls have friends and families back home,’ Spike thought in worry. ‘Even some of the Reverse-Hybrids have owners. Or had owners…’

‘But still, the question is: what would their families think? How will they take the fact that their missing relatives are now…She-Beasts? Will they still take them back? Or worst, will they be kicked out?’

Spike shook his head, to clear out any negative thoughts, “Come on, Spike! Don’t think too much on the negative!” He said to himself. “Try to think positive. And I’m positive that…we’ll somehow find a way through this. Because deep down, the She-Beasts are still humans.”

Spike paused as he had another epiphany.

‘Humans. Are they?’ Spike wondered. ‘Well, they’re She-Beasts, but still…they’re humane enough to let their humanity show. I mean, at the end of the day, humans and animals are more alike than we believe, or know. And I’ll admit, the girls are cute that way.’

Spike paused at another epiphany.

‘Do I really like them that much? Do I want them to be humans again? Or do I prefer them to stay as She-Beasts?’

Spike shook his head, “No, Spike! No! Don’t be so selfish!” He said to himself. “That’s for the girls to decide! And…they wanted to be human again…so let them be human again!”

But Spike’s thoughts were once again running wild at the possible outcome of the girls becoming humans again.

‘But will I like their human forms?’ Spike asked. ‘And will they be as feral as Fleur? Or…if by some miracle, we can actually find a way to reverse engineer this genetic mutation from Dr. Grogar…somehow.’

Spike sighed and slumped back in his bed, knowing the last notion of his thought is a suicide mission.

“Then I guess the girls are either doomed to be She-Beasts, or feral jungle women, like Fleur is currently,” Spike sighed. “But either way, I’ll still love them for who they are.”

‘Love?’ Spike realized in his thoughts.

The thought of loving someone, especially a woman, or many, has never crossed Spike’s mind before. Does he truly love the girls? And do they love him back?

Spike thought back on all the experiences they’ve been through, remembering all the kisses they’ve shared. With Loona being the only exception thus far.

But all the same, without a doubt, in Spike’s opinion, the girls all loved him, and he was reciprocating the feeling.

‘I wonder why I didn’t see them that way before,’ Spike thought in wonder.

‘I wonder why I didn’t look at him that way before?’ Loona thought to herself.

The wolf-dog was having trouble falling asleep, as all her thoughts were running wild about the human male.

Try as she could, she can’t deny the fact that he is anything different than every other people in existence.

‘Get a grip on yourself, girl!’ Loona berated to herself. ‘He’s a human! He’s just like every other one of his kind! I hate him! Do I?’

Loona flinched at the sudden question at the end. She wondered why did she suddenly question her own reasoning to hate the human?

‘How could I not hate? He’s a human! He’s…he’s whiny. He’s…weak. He’s nice…’

Loona whined to herself, despondent at the epiphany that she had been hating on someone who had been nice to her and the other girls.

‘He is a nice human, I’ll admit,’ She admitted, but brushed it off. ‘Ugh. Whatever. It hardly makes any difference. He’s so…irritating. He’s just as worst than…him.’

The wolf-dog felt a sting at her nose and eyes, as the salty feeling of a tear trickles down her left cheek. She didn’t want to admit it out loud, but she truly does miss her previous owner.

Even if he was annoying and knew no personal boundaries, he was still a good owner. She misses the feel of his arms, wrapping around her shoulders for a hug. Even if she never reciprocated the feeling.

She even misses the pathetic little human who her owner would make fun of. Especially when he lets her attack the pathetic little human, on the butt.

But all the same, her owner was a good human. The same with Spike. To Loona, they’re the opposite of her. The bratty human child who dog napped her to this island.

Loona shuddered at the very thought of Cozy Glow. She wishes that she never has to see that twisted little girl of a human for as long as she shall live.

Somewhere on the island, as if being carried on the winds, a voice can be heard, saying…

”Oh where,

Oh where,

Has my little dog gone?”

“Oh where,

Oh where,

Can she be?”