Following the sound of Rarity’s roar, the friends hurriedly arrived into the beach to find a sight to behold.

The snow leopard-woman, Rarity, was fighting for her life, against a giant crab monster. Spike marveled at the monstrosity of the giant crab.

In a nutshell, it bears the striking resemblance of a Kaiju monster. Specifically the ones from the movie Pacific Rim. It stood at an estimate of a 188 ft. with four large legs, two thick claws that looked like they can crush 50,000 pounds per square inch. Two smaller, arm-like appendages reside in the giant crustacean's thorax. It also possesses a high crest above a large, symmetrical head.

"Oh my god!" Spike exclaimed at the monstrosity of the crustaceon.

What other kinds of monstrosity has Dr. Grogar been cooking up, besides Beast-Folks, or the chimerical creatures that Spike has had the misfortune to encounter?

"Rarity! Look out!" Applejack barked.

The snow leopard-woman was dodging a slash of the giant crab's tiny claws, when one of them snatched her by the dress she was wearing. With a loud, audible rip of the fabric, Rarity's dress was ripped off.

"AAAAH!!!" Rarity shrieked, in the most human screech ever heard.

"Oh!" Spike quickly covered his face, before he even had a chance to glimpse at the snow leopard-woman in her entirety.

Applejack and Pinkie Pie, however, shared an agreement of what was about to come.

"Uh oh," The two She-Beasts exclaimed together.

Barely audible, over the sounds of crashing waves, the caws of seagulls, or the island's piranha-gulls, and the howling wind blowing across Spike's ears, the young man was certain he heard the low rumbling sound of a growling animal. There can be no doubt, in his head. For that is the sound of Rarity's anger, awaking and letting her snow leopard instinct, taking over.

"Oh! It. Is. On!" Rarity hissed, before she let out a loud roar, combined with the furious shriek of a woman's.

Freedom Planet Mix - Major Boss Battle (Original + Chiptune)

Spike kept his eyes covered, beneath his hands. Not even daring to look, without the risk of seeing Rarity, in the nude and all. His cheeks were blushing a scorching shade of red at the thought of seeing a woman naked. Is it arousal? Or embarrassment? Either way, his intensive phobia hinders his desire to look, and he ended up feeling rather sick to the stomach, like butterflies buzzing.

It doesn't help, however, that Applejack and Pinkie Pie were both exchanging compliments of awe and amazement, tempting Spike to look.

"Whoa! Look at her go!" Pinkie Pie chirped.

"Well, it's nice to see this part of Rarity hasn't changed," Applejack chuckled. "Don't ever ruin her favorite dress. And that's all of them."

"Ai yi yi yi yi!" Pinkie Pie screeched, in which the sound of a crunch and a snap was heard. "Ooh! That's gotta hurt."

"What? What's happening?" Spike asked, still keeping his eyes covered.

"Ya gotta see it to know what's happening, Spike!" Pinkie Pie chirped.

"I can't!"

"Why not?"

"Because Rarity she's...she's...naked?"

"Really?" Applejack barked, sounding more than annoyed. "Rarity's fighting for her life against a giant crab and yer worried about seeing her in the nude?"

"Well, excuse me for–"

"OPEN YOUR EYES!!!" The two She-Beasts screamed, scaring the living daylight out of Spike, into uncovering his eyes.

Before the man had time to recover, the two She-Beasts were already onto him, with Applejack holding his arms in an arm lock, and her legs wrapped around his waist, so he can't run. Pinkie Pie was tasked with keeping his eyes opened, so he can watch the whole fight unfold before him.

Though against his will, once he finally sees the fight between Rarity and the giant crab, the young man's struggles subsided and were replaced with fascination. Not because of seeing Rarity au naturel, but the full-frontal assault she displays in her combat against the oversized crustacean.

Needless to say, Rarity was fighting the giant crab, with the elegance and intensive ferocity of a wild cat. She was dashing from the left to the right, weaving between the crab's legs, disorienting and confusing the crustacean, in its fruitless attempts to snap its claws at her. Spike watched, fascinated, while noting the flexibility and impressive range of motions displayed from Rarity, as she twisted her hips for a sharper turn. But it was the impressive somersaults, the backflips, and the aerial pirouette that were the icing on the cake. It was like looking at a ballet dancer, with the intensive training and agility of a gymnast, and the daring grace of a figure skater at a winter olympic.

The crab furiously thrashed its large pincers at Rarity, who kicked her legs, thrusting herself into the air at an impressive height.

"Whoa! She can fly!" Spike exclaimed.

"Nope!" Pinkie Pie and Applejack shook their heads together. "Jump good!"

Back in the fight, Rarity landed on giant crab's pincer, before she proceeded to jump upward, climbing and scaling along the crab's hard rigged carapace. The giant crab let out a bellowing roar, as it thrashed its pincers atop its carapace, all in a vain attempt at knocking Rarity off. Nevertheless, Rarity reached up to the top of the giant crab, where she proceeded to scratch her claws at the crustacean's shell.

"In the name of all things fashion!" Rarity roared. "DIE YOU UNCULTURED CRUSTACEAN!!!"

With a flurry of furious claw slashes, Rarity pounded her fists and claws at the top of the giant crab's head. Unfortunately, the giant crustacean's shell was too hard and too thick to be torn through, by the She-Beast's claws.

"Oh no!" Rarity whined. "I broke my nails!"

Back on the sideline, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Spike all collapsed on the ground, incredulous beyond disbelief.

"She's fightin' for her life and she's worried about her nails?" Applejack asked rhetorically.

"Should we try to go and help her, somehow?" Spike asked.

"Don't need to. Look!" Pinkie pointed, back to the fight.

The giant crab raised its pincer up, before bringing it back down, to squash Rarity atop of its head. However, the snow leopard-woman quickly reacted in time and leapt away, avoiding the crab's claw. As a result, the Kaiju crab-like monster accidentally hits itself on the head and collapsed.

Meanwhile, Rarity landed back on the soft sandy beach, rolling forward, upon landing on her hands, to break her fall, before she rolled herself back on her legs.

End of Fight Song

"Hmph!" Rarity huffed at the down crustacean. "That ought to teach you to mess with a lady and her dress!"

"Whew-hoo!" Pinkie Pie applauded as she ran up to the snow leopard-woman. "Way to go, Rarity! You're the leopard-woman!"

"Well, color me dazzle and brighter than the brightest buttercup, like my ma!" Applejack smiled, as she limped over to put a hand on the snow leopard-woman's shoulder. "You sure showed that giant crustacean who's boss!"

"Hmph! Ladies do not start fights. But we can finish them," Rarity scowled, while flicking her hair. "And no thanks to you either of you, I should say!"

"Aw, but Rarity, you were awesome back there!" Pinkie Pie shrugged. "You looked like you didn't need any help!"

"Well, it's because of you two, that I suffered the greatest of humiliations!" Rarity bent down to pick up the scrap of her dress, or what's left of it. "I may be a She-Beast, but I refuse to behave in such barbaric manners. I mean, I get it. We've been brought to this island against our will. We've been subjected to the most horrendous of science experiments unimaginable, and transformed into this...this...She-Beast forms of ours. But that's no excuse to behave like a wild animal!"

"But this!" With an undignified shriek, Rarity held up her ruined dress for further emphasis. "This is a crime against fashion!"

Applejack merely rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms across her chest, "Sometimes, I don't know which Rarity I prefer," The wolf-woman snarked. "The drama queen, or the leopard."

"How about the femme fatale?" Pinkie Pie chirped.

"Ooh!" Rarity growled angrily, with her face turning a beat of red.

"Whoa, whoa, hey now!" Pinkie Pie calmed the snow leopard-woman. "No need to fight. Especially in front of Spikey-Wikey here!"

"Spikey-Wikey?" Rarity asked, before she turned to look at Spike, who had been silently staring at the leopard-woman, with a look of awe and admiration.

From the young man's perspective, it was almost like looking at a feline goddess – like the one from Egypt. It doesn't help that the sun setting in the horizon of the sparkling sea, illuminated the silhouette of her hourglass figure. This was actually the first time Spike realized her voluptuous Rarity really is.

"Darling, are you alright?" Rarity asked the man. "Are you ill? If not, then could you please close up your mouth? You're not a codfish, after all."

Realizing he looked rather foolish, Spike quickly snapped himself to his senses, shaking his head clear of any thoughts running wild with him.

"Sorry, sorry!" Spike stammered on his apology. "I-I-It's just...well...you were incredible!"

"Oh? Was I really?" Rarity asked.

"Yeah," Spike nodded, breathlessly, feeling every amount of air gone from his lungs, and his heart beating rapidly. "That was...the coolest thing I ever saw! You were awesome!" He smiled the brightest smile he didn't know he could muster.

"Oh! Why thank you darling!" Rarity smiled, with Applejack and Pinkie Pie exchanging smirks in the background.

"No, really, that awesome!" Spike continued, unable to contain his newfound admiration, and excitement, towards the She-Beast. "What was that? Gymnastic? Are you a figure skater? Or was it ballet?"

Rarity simply giggled in response, "Oh, flatterer," She smiled, before she twirled her hair, with one of her knees buckling. "Though, admittedly, before coming to this island. I have taken some ballet lessons, which have won me dance contest as part of a sports competition."

"No kidding!" Spike smiled. "Well, after seeing the way you fight that giant crab. I believe it."

But before the conversation could go on any further, the clicking sounds of the giant crab's mandibles alerted the friends. They turned to look back at the giant crab, to see it had awoken, more angrier than ever.

"This thing won't give up!" Applejack barked.

"How in God's name are we supposed to take this thing down?!" Spike exclaimed.

Pinkie then step forward to face the giant crab, "Well then, I guess there's no other choice!" She said as she took off her apron and threw it aside.

"Pinkie! What are you doing?" Spike exclaimed in shock, turning his face to look away.

"Time to bust out my super-duper ultimate weapon!" Pinkie answered.

Both Rarity and Applejack's eyes widen at this, "Applejack don't tell me she's going to...?" Rarity asked with dread, but deep down, already knows the answer.

An ominous rumble can suddenly be heard from Pinkie's stomach.

"Oh, she's gonna!" AJ said with fear.

"What? What's happening?" Spike asked.

Suddenly, Pinkie's belly began bloat out like a balloon until it was the size of a medicine ball with her navel popping out.

Spike was very confused of what's going on, "Uh girls, what's Pinkie doin-HEY!!!" Spike didn't get an answer as Rarity and Applejack just grabbed him and took him to a rock to hide behind.

"Spike get down and stay down!" Rarity said, panicking.

"And if ya ever want to smell again, cover yer nose!" Applejack added.

The giant crab crawled toward the pink monkey-woman, its claws snapping and mandibles drooling.

"Alright Mr. Krabs. You mess with the monkey; you get the butt!" Pinkie shouted as she turned around and aimed her posterior toward the monstrous crustacean.

Just as the monster was about to eat Pinkie, the monkey-woman shouted, "BANANA BAZOOKA!!!"

Not too far from the beach, a panther with bat-like wings was resting on top of a tree branch until it heard a large boom. The panther shot its head up and looked toward where the explosion was heard. Over by the beach, it looked like a pink mushroom cloud.

Back on the beach, Spike was still hiding behind the rock, with Applejack and Rarity, holding him together and smothering him between their well-endowed breasts.

"Mmmm-mmmm!" Spike screamed, muffled, until he finally wriggled free from the she-beasts' breasts, which he immediately regrets, once he catches a whiff of the air. "P.U!" He cringed in disgust, before he puts his head back the She-Beasts' breasts.

"Told ya to cover yer nose," Applejack stated bluntly, while still holding her breath.

"But at least it took care of that ruffian," Rarity moaned, as she, Applejack, and Spike poked their heads out from their hiding spot, to see the giant crab, lying upside-down, while emitting the unmistakable sound of a death rattle, through its mandibles.

Once the stinky fumes and sandy dusts have settled, there stood the pink monkey-woman, Pinkie Pie, with her back turned, tying the her apron back around her neck, waist, and above her prehensile tail.

"Pinkie, however, can your digestive system be so destructive?" Rarity asked, while still pinching her nose to block out the stench.

"And are you sure you're half-spider monkey?" Spike asked. "Because I'm starting believe in Florida's Skunk Ape's existence."

"Eh, it's a gift," Pinkie shrugged. "And not bad for a She-Beast fighting in the nude, eh Rarity?" Pinkie Pie quipped, teasingly.

"Oh, Pinkie Pie! Honestly," Rarity scowled. "Don't you and your teasing natures know any shame?"

"Oh, look who's talking."

"What are you..."

It was at that moment, that the embarrassing realization returns in full-force, that both man and leopard-woman realized the latter's predicament. Blushing his face to a fiery shade of red, Spike turned his head away and ran away. The pent up hormones swelling within him, the rapid heartbeat, and the increasing high blood pressure, were all overwhelming him. He couldn't think straight.

'Why? Why?' He asked himself. 'Why now? What's wrong with me? Why is my heart beating so fast? Why am I blushing so hard? Why am I sweating so much? Why is the voice in my head so loud? Why was I acting like a dork in front of a lady? And wow, her boobs are so big.'

At that last statement in his thoughts, Spike was struck with another dreadful epiphany, as he mentally bemoaned, 'Dammit, Spike! Why did you have to think like that? Why did you have to act like that in front of a naked woman? Now they'll think you're a pervert, and...they're all going to tear you limb from limb! I-I-I want to diiiie!!'

Little did Spike know, however, Rarity was just embarrassed, and thinking the same thing as he is.

'Oh, Rarity!' Rarity castigated herself in her thoughts. 'How could you be so careless? How could you give into your beastly nature? Now he's even more terrified of you! You have become the beast of the beauty! I-I-I-I want to diiiiiiie!!"

Rarity was eventually brought back to reality, by the sound of Applejack's voice.

"Oh boy," The wolf-woman rolled her eyes, before she adjusted her stetson hat. "Pinkie. Ya might want to go and fetch Spike back here, ASAP. I'm gonna stay here and help Miss Drama Queen of the Jungle recover her lost dignity, and help with hauling a good chuck of crabmeat back to camp."

"Okie-dokie-loki!" Pinkie Pie chirped, before she ran off, chasing after Spike.

"Ahem, if I may, Applejack," Rarity began, while covering her breasts and crotch. "Could you...be so kind...and maybe..."

"I hear ya, I hear ya," Applejack rolled her eyes, as she began helping the shy, poised snow leopard-woman, find something suitable and decent enough, to preserve her modesty. "He wasn't staring, or seen anything, besides your fighting style, if that's what yer worried about," She relayed to the fashionable leopard. "He's much too shy for his own good."

"Is-Is that so?" Rarity asked, still stammering on her words.

"Besides, for a short while back there, you two seemed to be really hittin' it off with each other, connecting and everything," Applejack continued, while searching for nearby materials for Rarity to wear. "That's twice more than a progress me and Pinkie have ever gotten through to him."

Rarity couldn't help but smile at that statement, to hear that she was actually accomplishing something in helping form a kinship with Spike.

"Ah! Here we are!" Applejack barked, holding up some rather diminutive items, much to Rarity's displeasure.

"How scandelous!" Rarity shrieked in outrage. "Don't you know how much skin I'll be showing?"

"Yer just gonna have to 'bear' it, or 'bare' it all," Applejack frowned.

Defeated, and at a loss for words, Rarity huffed, "Oh well. A lady's got to wear what a lady's got to wear..."

Sometimes later, the sun was just about to disappear completely. By then, Spike was helping the She-Beast haul away a piece of the giant crab’s large pincer. On the way, Rarity simply couldn’t help but complain and whine the state she was in, seemingly nonstop.

“Oh, the indignity!” Rarity whimpered. “This is hardly an attire, at all! It shows too much of my body. It leaves very little to the imagination, and I feel very exposed!”

Applejack simply snarled, with her ears folded back, on the verge of losing her patience.

"Oh, for the love of–Would it kill for ya to just shut the hell up, Rarity?" Applejack barked angrily. "Can ya just learn ta lighten up and stop obsessin' over every last little detail, for a change? Or your own appearances, for a change?"

"I'm a lady!" Rarity huffed. "A beautiful young lady!"

"Then why isn't Spike agreeing?" Pinkie Pie asked, teasingly.

Rarity turned her attention towards Spike, with wide watery eyes, that she is certain would put a puppy dog to shame.

"You...you don't think I'm beautiful?" Rarity feigned distress, to the young man.

"Oh! Oh no! No, no, no! I think you're great!" Spike exclaimed, in defense, which Rarity finds cute. "Better than great. I think you have quite the...exotic...beauty. Know what I'm saying?"

"I don't believe you," Rarity continued to feign distress, while secretly milking for more compliments. "You're not looking at me! I must be hideously ugly!"

"No, that's not it! I just...just..." Rarity watched as Spike slowly turned his head, taking a quick peek at Rarity in the corner of his eyes, before he blushed and looked away.

"Alright, Rarity," Applejack came to Spike's rescue. "Let's not over stress the poor guy than he needs to be."

"Hmph! Well, forgive me for asking a second opinion to back up your claim."

Not too far behind, Spike couldn't help but chuckle at the conversation, when he suddenly heard leaves rustling, not too far behind him. Spike turned around and looked, catching sight of the tribal woman, with pale pink hair, from before. Has she been following him? Nevertheless, he didn't have time to ponder for long. Quickly realizing he was falling behind, Spike frantically caught up with the group.

At last, the friends have returned to the She-Beasts’ hidden camp.

"AJ! You okay?" Rainbow Dash squawked.

"Whoa! Rarity..." Sunset Shimmer grinned, with a chuckle. "What happened to you?" She pointed at the snow leopard-woman's new, rather embarrassing and revealing, attire.

"I'd rather not talk about it..." Rarity scowled.

"We heard a big explosion. What happened?" Twilight asked.

Wordlessly, Applejack just pointed her thumb at Pinkie who was minding her own business by whistling and cutting up some fruit.

"Banana Bazooka?" The pony girl asked.

"Banana Bazooka." The wolf girl replied dryly.

Afterwards, Spike and the She-Beasts all gathered together to have dinner over Pinkie Pie's latest haul of fruits and a large chunk of the giant crab's pincer. Though, Spike was less hungry than the animal-women hybrids.

"Spike?" Twilight noted. "Are you okay? You don't look so well."

"Oh, goodness!" Fluttershy perked up in alarm. "Is he hurt? Are you sick?" She asked the last question, specifically to Spike.

"Huh? Oh, no, I'm fine," Spike muttered. "I'll be okay."

However, judging by the expressions on the She-Beasts's faces, Spike can tell they weren't buying it. Applejack, specifically, looked at him with a concerning frown, with her ears drooping slightly. Pinkie Pie's cheery demeanor appeared to have dulled down a bit. But out of all, Sunset appeared to be the most concerned, with the enlarging watchful gaze of a cat and drooping ears. Or perhaps it comes with the territory of being a tiger, being that they are fearsome predators, but at the same time, admirable.

"Actually, to be honest, I..." Spike began, while searching for his words. "I..."

"What?" The She-Beasts asked, simaltenously.

"...Do all of you know that you'll be human again?" Spike finally asked. "But in the process, you'll all lose your memories?"

The question caught almost half of the She-Beasts, until Applejack spoke up, on behalf of Pinkie Pie, "I'm afraid, earlier today, we might've had a run in with some...other She-Beasts," The Wolf-Woman looked solemnly, and sympathetically, towards Spike. "And it's rattled poor Spike worse than a rattlesnake."

"Oh," The She-Beasts all nodded in acknowledgement, before they turned to look back at the troubled man.

"How much time do you have left?" Spike asked, with a heavier lump weighing down on his throat, and a sharp pang of fear, striking through his chest. "Before you...lose yourself?"

The She-Beasts were all quiet, seemingly unsure of how to answer Spike's question. Whether they were hesitant on answering, or how to word it in Spike's favor, whatever the case may be, Spike eventually got his answer.

"We were never given the exact deadline," Twilight answered sadly.

"Or even an expiration date," Pinkie Pie added.

"All we can do is delay our fate," Sunset Shimmer explained solemnly. "But even that hasn't done us any good."

"How so?" Spike asked.

"It's complicated. But from what we understood...from the previous She-Beasts, the longer we stay like this, the more tempting it is to succumb to the animal instincts that Dr. Grogar had modified, into our DNAs. And the more we succumb to our transformation, the closer we are to becoming human again, and the more we lose our memories."

At the end of her revelation, Sunset Shimmer huddled to herself, with her chin on her knees, her arms wrapping over her face, and her tail wrapping around her body, conveying the emotion that she is scared. A very rare display of a tiger, but more common for a human being.

"Being human again wouldn't be so bad," Rainbow brought up, "If it weren't for the fact that you'll lose your memories completely. Our families, our homes, and everyone, and everything we loved, back home, on the mainland...just gone, with us."

Fluttershy immediately broke down crying at the nightmare, to which Applejack responded by trying to console the Lady-Bat.

"Oh, hey now, Sugarcube," Applejack cooed, as she gently shushed and stroke Fluttershy's back. "Shhh. Crying's not gonna help us."

"Easy for you to say," Pinkie Pie chirped. "You cry on the inside, Applejack!"

"Face it, we're goners," Rainbow Dash sighed, collapsing on the ground, with her feathers spreading out. "Might as well get used to hunting rats and fish for the rest of my life, and I won't even have to remember it, when I'm human again. Because by then, my mind's a blank slate."

"And that scoundrel, Grogar!" Rarity frowned. "Knowing him, he'd probably continue to use us all as his test subjects for his atrocious experiments of his vision for a 'perfect' world."

"Oy vey," Sunset groaned in agreement. "It was already a nightmare the first time he experimented and turned us all...into what we are now. But for a second time...or even a third? What will become of us then? Will we be much worse than what we are now? Or...will our minds be a complete blank then? All the more reason we have to cling onto our humanity with all claws."

"But...there's gotta be a way to turn you girls back to normal, without losing your memories..." Spike said. "I mean, there has to be a way! I can't let that happen to all of you!"

"We appreciate your concern, Spike," Twilight frowned, sadly. "But we've accepted our fate. We're still going to help you get off the island, but then you have to forget about us and move on."

"But...I can't!" Spike argued. "And even if I told someone else, back on the mainland about all this, who's gonna believe me? They'll think I've lost my mind, or that I was deluded and that I've been hallucinating everything that's happened on a deserted island! And let's not forget, you all have lives back home! Your friends and families, waiting for you! Wondering where you've been all this time! And if I go back...I'd tell them...but chances are, they wouldn't believe me. So, whatever it takes, we gotta find a way off this island, together. Because, even if you may not remember who you are, then at the very least, you'll all be home again."

At the end of his speech, Spike took a moment to catch his breath, composing himself.

"Wow," Spike panted heavily. "D-Did I say all that?"

"Darn tootin'!" Applejack barked, smiling.

"Wow, Spike," Rainbow began. "I never thought I'd see you so...so...passionate about us. I thought you hated women."

"I don't hate," Spike replied. "Just...scared. But then again, I don't want to... But still, you're still...humans! All of you! In a manner of speaking. And...humans or animals, we're all family, and...like my mom always says. Family look out for each other. No matter how scary it may be..."

"I can agree to that!" Fluttershy squeaked in agreement.

"Rock on!" Rainbow Dash squawked.

"Yay!" Pinkie Pie chirped happily.

"Yee-haw!" Applejack howled. "Yer speakin' my language, Spike!"

"I concur," Sunset smiled in agreement.

"Here here!" Rarity added.

All eyes fell on Twilight, as everyone in the group waited for her answer.

"Well," Twilight began. "The odds of us making it off this island, with the entirety of our sanity intact, are about 0.00000000000016%."

The anthro pony-girl looked up, seeing the negative looks on her friends' faces.

"But...I'll take those numbers," Twilight shrugged. "If we can pull off a miracle."

"Then let's make it happen!" Sunset Shimmer said, putting a hand on Twilight's shoulder.

"And a toast to Spikey-Wikey, for keeping our hopes alive!" Pinkie Pie chirped, holding up a coconut with a straw and fruity juice in it.

Following Pinkie's example, the rest of the She-Beasts too held up their drinks to toast the young man. Though, Rainbow Dash – lacking fingers, let alone opposable thumbs, on her wings – had to make do with holding up her coconut, in her talons.

"Oh, uh, you shouldn't," Spike flustered. "I mean, I-I-I don't deserve such praise."

"Oh, don't be so modest, Spike," Sunset advised. "You're one of us."

"You're practically our amigo!" Pinkie Pie smiled. "And wherever he goes. We go!"

"I'll toast to that!" Applejack smiled, holding her coconut even higher.

"Yay!" Fluttershy cheered quietly, holding up her coconut.

All of the She-Beasts clicked their coconut drinks together, while beckoning Spike to join in. The young man complied and with it, he felt a newfound feeling of joy, that's made him feel much closer to the She-Beasts than ever before. This may be the first time he's ever been including in a group activity – with females that is. And the first kind where he actually felt welcomed.

"Oh, Spike~" Rarity swooned, in a faint whisper.

Spike, out of impulse, flinched upon hearing her whisper, close to his ear.

"Y-Y-Y-Yes?" He responded, without turning to face her.

"Come meet me outside the cavern, tonight. I have something special for you."

Later that night, the sky was full of stars, the moon was shining brightly. Once again, after a hearty meal, all of the She-Beasts were fast asleep. All, except for one, who has promised her gentleman a performance she was willing to put on.

"Okay, Rarity," Spike called to the snow leopard-woman. "I'm out here. What's going on?"

"Spike! So wonderful of you to come!" Rarity called, making her presence known.

"You told me you have something special for me. What is it?" The answer he got was the sound of shrubs rustling, to which he turned in the direction of the noise.

“Oh, Spike~” Rarity swooned, as she stepped out from the shrubs and posed, in front of Spike, wearing a beautiful dress, made from bird feathers. “Be honest. What do you think?”

“Wow!” Spike exclaimed, eyeing Rarity from head to tail.

There, she stood, wearing a dress made of blue feathers — with some familiar rainbow feathers, at the bottom — that has a low cut, showing her cleavage, and the skirt a cut between her thighs and knees.

“Oh my, I-I-I…” Spike blushed, stammering on his words, to which Rarity finds adorable.

“I take it you like what you see, darling?” Rarity smiled flirtatiously, twirling on her toes to further beguile him. "Honestly, this is much more decent than that ghastly attire that Applejack had me wearing."

“Well, yeah,” Spike blushed. “But…but…what’s the occasion? I mean, knowing you…you wouldn’t be dressed up, without a…reason…”

“You are correct, darling,” Rarity smiled, as she stood in the moonlight. “For tonight, I wish to dance for you.”

“Dance huh?” Spike asked, getting comfortable in his seat. “Ok then. Dance away.”

With a curtsy, Rarity begins her dance.

[Tchaikovsky - Swan Lake (Swan Theme)]

For an opening act, Rarity started the dance off, by crunching herself up into a ball, before she slowly stood up on her legs, slowly spreading her arms out, as if to make the gesture of flower petals opening up, or a beautiful bird spreading its wings, ready to take to the air and fly. Either way, it was just the beginning as Rarity stood up on her legs, straightening her foot until she was standing on her toes.

From there, Rarity thrusted one of her legs out into a kick, so strong, so fast, that it was a blur and looked as if it could reach over her head. And from there, just like how she handled herself against the giant crab, Rarity displayed an elegant pirouette. It was one spin after another, all the while balancing on the toes of one foot.

'Wow!' Spike marveled in his thoughts. 'I've seen the musical Cats. But it's got nothing on this...Rarity, she's got it going on! She's got ferocity, she's got elegance, grace. She's beautiful!' He admitted to himself, mentally captivated and enthralled by the leopard-woman. 'And...she's doing it all...for me?'

Spike could feel his face burning a shade of pink blush, his heart being rapidly in his chest, faster and stronger than before, it threatens to burst out of his chest. The sensational buzzing feelings of butterflies in his stomach was the cherry on top. He can't remember the last time a woman would go through so much effort to entertain him. To put on a show for him. Let alone, give him a gift. It was all so flattering.

[White Cat Solo — Cats the Musical]

After she was done with the ballet show, Rarity moved on to swaying her hips, left and right, fluidly, while snaking her hands from her chest, to her hips, before placing her hands on her thighs. Guiding Spike's attentions to focus primarily on her hips. He looked up, staring at Rarity's blue eyes that shines brightly in the dark. As piercing and mesmerizing than the stars that shines like diamonds in the night. Like the setting sun, earlier this evening, the moon illuminated the silhouette of Rarity's lovely curves. Though, it would seem the luminescence of the moonlight on Rarity's snow white fur made her glow.

She was truly a sight to behold. So bewitching, that for a brief moment, in the blink of an eye, Spike was certain he saw the human Rarity's appearance, in her eyes, looking back at him, with a smile.

The very glimpse of Rarity's humanity scared him a little, if not surprised him. However, it doesn't end there. Once again, Spike reminded himself that these creatures aren't animals, or newly discovered species. They were, in fact, once human. Human females. And the more he thought about these She-Beasts formerly being humans, the more scared he felt, just to see more and more of their humanity show. For an average person, like him, it wouldn't be so much of a bad thing, for them to be human again. Though all the same, he can't stop thinking about the She-Beasts's inevitable fates, of when their time will come. When they become human, but have lost every aspects that defines the person they are. No memories. No personality. No future.

At the very thought of such nightmare, Spike's thoughts returned to the tribal women he had seen in the jungles. All living blank slates. Dancing to the beat of primitive musics, with nothing better to do, than to waste the days away, until they die.

"Spike? Spike? Spikey-Wikey!?"

End of Song

Spike was snapped out of his trance, when he finds himself staring into the eyes of Rarity, who had slapped his face a couple of times, breaking him out of his daze.

"Are you alright, darling?" Rarity asked, with worry written on her face, and in her eyes. "You seemed – how do you say? – out of it."

"Sorry, Rarity," Spike apologized, as he composed himself, shaking his head. "I was...thinking..."

"Thinking...about what, darling? If you don't mind my asking."

"Thinking...about how you danced so...gracefully...and..." Before Spike could finish, he was overcome with drowsiness and let out a yawn, and he felt his whole body going numb, collapsing on the soft grass.

"Oh, darling!" Rarity exclaimed, picking Spike up in her arms. "I think it's time for us to go to sleep."

Mustering every amounts of strengths he had left in him, Spike weakly held onto Rarity, pleading, "Don't...Don't...leave me...please... Don't leave me... Don't leave me... dance... more..." Those were the last words Spike had spoken that night, before his whole world was consumed by darkness, that he finds himself enter a world of dreams via the gates of sleep.

Hidden beneath the shadows of the trees, hiding herself away from the moonlight, a pair of pale, light grayish violet eyes watched as Rarity carried a sleeping Spike away, in the darkest depths of the island.

Author's Note

Don't get mad at me! Pinkie Pie's fartillery is Mechazilla's idea.

The dance scene with Rarity is was inspired from this scene from the Japanese movie, Bagi, the Monster of Mighty Nature: