"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" Spike repeated as he slammed his head against a wall. Spike had ran a few blocks until he felt he was far enough away. "How could I have been so stupid to let that slip?" he said with a nervous laugh, slapping a hand to his forehead.

"I'll just tell her it was for Rarity so she could design some clothes for her," Spike said to himself triumphantly.

"No she'll ask to see it, and of course she can't, it's invisible," he countered.

"I'll just be silent then." He smiled and planted a fist in his palm.

"No, she's Twilight, she'll get suspicious." His brows furrowed.

Ponies walking by had stopped and stared as he made a scene. Spike noticed them and slowly looked around. He swallowed audibly as he realized how ridiculous he must have looked talking to himself. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, side stepping into the alleyway to his right.

"Maybe if I..." Ooof Spike was cut off by somepony bumping into him from behind.

"Oh, um... Spike, I didn't see you there. Are you okay?" Rarity helped spike to a sitting position and magically floated the book she'd been reading into her saddlebags.

"Rarity?" Spike rubbed his head with a claw, using the other to support his weight. "What are you doing here?" he asked as he got on his feet and brushed himself off.

"I always take this alley to and from the marketplace," she said, looking over her shoulder, "It takes ten minutes less than if I were to walk on the main roads, but enough of that. What are you doing out here?"

"Well um-" Spike said quietly, but was cut off by Rarity.

"You don't have a checklist on you, so you couldn't possibly be running an errand for twilight."

"Um...Rarity?" Spike said a little louder.

"You two didn't have a fight, did you?" Rarity had an exaggerated, worried look on her face.

"Rarity!" Spike yelled louder than he wanted to. He looked at her with a slightly annoyed expression. Rarity blushed slightly from her own embarrassment.

"Sorry Spike," she said softly. Giving him a smile, she sat down on her haunches, waiting for him to continue.

"I'm not on an errand, and we didn't have a fight," Spike said, the let out a heavy sigh, "Rarity, I want to apologize about yesterday" Spike gestured with his hand sighing once again.

"No Spike-" Rarity was cut off by Spike's finger on her lips.

"Rarity..." Spike paused to take a deep breath, "let me explain"

"please d-" Rarity was silenced again by Spike's finger.

"I'm sorry, can we have this conversation somewhere private," he said giving her a knowing look.

"The Boutique is right over there," she said, pointing to Carousel Boutique, which was conveniently close to the alleyway.

'How'd I miss that? Spike thought as the began to walk towards the Boutique.

They entered the Boutique and Rarity headed for the kitchen. "Would you like me to make some tea?" she asked in a soft tone.

"If you don't mind I'd like some chamomile please," Spike said from the couch. 'If I'm gonna get tea in the face, might as well be chamomile.' Spike chuckled to himself.

"Coming right up," Rarity said happily. She magically pulled two chamomile tea packets, two cups, and a kettle from the cabinets. She levitated the kettle to the sink and turned the faucet on with her magic. 'Oooh I could practice that new spell.' She thought giddily to herself. She shot a spell at the kettle and the water was at an instant boil. She smiled widely at her success. She filled both cups with the water and put the packets in.

"Well that was fast," Spike said, sitting up on the couch to make room for Rarity. “Even with my abilities with fire, I still can’t boil water that fast,” he mused with a chuckle. Rarity sat on the couch and handed him a cup of tea.

“It was a new spell I learned, I originally wanted to use it for ironing, but it seems it has more practical uses,” Rarity explained as she sipped away at her tea. Spike gave a short chuckle, but his smile faded away soon after.

“Rarity…” Spike looked her in the eye, “I should never have asked you out.” Rarity stopped sipping tea as pure confusion set in.

“What?...” Rarity said still pondering the statement, then it clicked, her eyes took on a look of slight annoyance, “Excuse me!” Rarity felt like she had just been slapped in the face.

“Rarity, please let me explain,” Spike said, trying to calm her down. It worked, but only slightly. “I never had feelings for you,” Rarity’s face contorted into utter confusion, “I was using you as a distraction,” Spike’s eyes began to water as he took a deep breath, stuttering the exhale.

“Distraction? From what?” Rarity was confused and was trying her best to follow along.

“Not what…” Spike took another deep breath, “who.”

“Who then?” Rarity asked blatantly albeit she was still very confused.

“Twilight…” Spike almost whispered the name. He stared blankly at the ground.

“Oh Twilight…” Rarity just sat there confused, and the gears finally started turning in her head, “Wait, TWILIGHT?!?!?” she nearly shouted.

“Yes, Twilight,” Spike repeated, “I feel like such a fool for doing this, and I’m sorry for what I’ve done.” Spike chuckled slightly, “You want to know why I was in tears last night, because it wasn’t you.” Rarity remained silently focused on his words. “I was in tears because of how much effort I put into convincing myself to ask you out, but that wasn’t set me off, it was seeing Twilight break down because I was in tears,” tears began to flow in Spike’s eyes, “I nearly lost it seeing her cry, and it was completely my fault.” Spike began to silently sob.

“Spike, are you telling me you love Twilight?” Rarity lifted Spike’s head with a hoof, looking him in the eye.

“Yes…” Spike said just above a whisper. Rarity’s eyes went wide. She gasped and put a hoof to her mouth.

“Spike…” Rarity put a hoof on his shoulder and smiled, “She loves you too.” It’s was Spike’s turn to take a wide-eyed gasp.

“WHAT!?!?” Spike shouted, “wait, how would you know?” Spike looked at her inquisitively.

“Because she told me this morning,” Rarity explained. ’Thank you for being so considerate’ Rarity thought and smiled at Spike.

“Now I really feel like an ass, pardon my french,” Spike palmed his forehead, “I ran out on Twilight after I told her I was drawing her.”

“With the invisible ink and the enchanted spectacles I presume?” Rarity asked.

“How’d you know that?” Spike broke out hysteria.

“I’m the one who gave to you, remember,” Rarity laughed at his dumbfounded expression.

“Right,” Spike’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment, “Well, I should really go talk to Twilight then.” Spike got up to leave, “Thank you for the tea, and I’m really sorry about causing this mess.”

“Spike…” Rarity whispered inaudibly, smiling.

Spike left to go back to the library with one thought in mind, to tell Twilight he loves her.

Author's Note

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