My little Crysis

Spike reloaded his empty clip, then he put a fresh one in. Aimed down the sights of his sniper. "That little fucker won't get away this time." Spike said, smirking as he aimed at a Stallion.

Strange, said stallion didn't have a cutie mark on his flank. Spike put his trigger finger on the trigger, then fired. The bullet started to fly through the air, Spike's silencer quieting the sound. The bullet went through the pony's skull, killing him. Spike smirked, cocking his sniper as a bullet flew out of the chamber.

"Nice work son. You got that son of a bitch Changeling before he could infiltrate the town." A voice said through the COMMs.

"All in a days work." Spike replied, putting his sniper on his back. "I'm going home. If I stay out any longer, my marefriend will start to worry about me. See ya later sir."

"Alright, just a heads up; you have a new target. Her name is Trixie. You need to take her into custody. She'll be arriving into Ponyville tomorrow." The voice said.

"Alright sir." Spike said, walking away.

"Oh, and Spike."

"Hmmm?"

"Good to have you back."

"Good to be back sir." Spike said, smirking as he turned his cloak on, disappearing from sight.

Soon, Spike went home, putting his sniper rifle away, then headed towards his Marefriend's barn.

It then started raining while he was walking there, but, it didn't deter him the slightest. When he arrived, he knocked on the door, to see Big Mac standing there. "Hey Big Mac."

"Heya stranger. What brings ya to Sweet Apple barns?" Big Macintosh asked, looking at Spike.

"Mac, it's me, Spike." Spike said, unamused, but he didn't show it.

Spike took off his helmet to show his face, then put it back on. He looked behind Mac. "You going somewhere?"

"Eeyup. Gotta see mah family in Apploosa. Don't you fret none Spike, AJ is staying here to watch the barn. Granny Smith and Applebloom are coming with me. We're leaving tonight." Mac said, moving away to show AB and GS packed with him. "Ah'd reckon that we'd leave before it rained. Too late for that now. Anyway, we better get going before the rain get's worse. See ya later Spike." Mac said, then the three left.

Spike shrugged, then walked in. Strangely, his armor dried off quickly. He just thought that was something the armor could do. "AJ, you here?" Spike asked, going upstairs.

"Yeah Spike, just having trouble putting mah shirt on!" AJ said, then Spike could hear large crashes in her room. "Stupid shirt! Why don't ya fit?!"

Spike sighed, then leaned against the wall. "You could ask for help." Spike offered, only to hear a snort from the other side. "Fine, but remember, I'm stuck sleeping over with you, and I don't want to be in the hallway all night."

AJ opened the door to grumble a "Come in."

Spike went in, then looked at AJ. "Alright, what's wrong with your...shirt?" Spike said, looking at her, but noticed her D cup breasts were hanging out of the shirt. He blushed crimson, then looked at her eyes.

"What? It's not like your not going to see them sooner or later." AJ asked, a bit offended at what he did.

"Well, I didn't think it'd be this soon." Spike retorted, still blushing. "Now, what's wrong with your shirt?"

She then looked at her shirt, then smirked, thinking of something to tease her Drakefriend. "Well, could you help me button them up?" AJ asked, pressing her big boobs against him, causing him to blush even more.

"Alright, now your just screwing with me, aren't you?" Spike asked, struggling to keep his eyes locked with hers, only to fail at that many times.

"Ah don't know. Ya wanna be screwed?" AJ said, closing her eyes, looking smug. She then heard a large thud infront of her. She opened her eyes to see Spike on the floor, mumbling something. "Spike? Spike, ya alright?" AJ asked, poking Spike. "Ah think I broke him." AJ said, giggling as she buttoned her pajama shirt up.