You Found Me
*based on a true story*
Chapter 1
Spike had been having a really hard time lately, it was nearly Hearts and Hooves day again. In the past he never minded being single, mostly because the only mare he knew was Twilight. But now that he had met Rarity he was feeling horribly conflicted."Twilight, I'm going out, i'll be back in a little while...don't stay up waiting though." he said.
"Spike, have you been drinking lately?" Twilight asked, feeling concerned for her friend. Every night he had been coming home past midnight, some nights he wouldn't come home at all. "Yeah, a little, it helps for a while you know? I just hate not being able to show what I really feel." he said, head down. "Spike this stuff won't help you," she held up a bottle of whiskey, empty, "What would you know, at least you have someone to love." he pointed at a picture of her and Big Macintosh, "Besides I can stop any time I want" he slammed the door and began the walk to the pub down the street.
'Rarity, why can't you love me?Is it becasue I'm a dragon? Am I too young for her?Am I just not a gentledragon like she wants, or is it just that she loves someone else?' his thoughts only made the saddness grow inside of him, he gave a sigh and pushed the door open, McDaniels was serving drinks when his favorite regular came in. The purple dragon had only started coming in a few weeks ago. "Spike me boiyo come on up t' the bar." he said, Spike jumped up to the high barstool and slumped in his seat. Next to him was the local clock store owner and Soarin of the wonderbolts, another couple of regulars. Spike decided to be a little bit social tonight. "Hey Soarin, what are you doing in here? Arent you supposed to be in training?" he asked with a forced tone of happiness in his voice. "Nah, trainings over for me, I quit the wonderbolts." he said in his usual goofy voice, "Is it a mare?" Spike asked him, "Yeah it's this one, her name's Rainbow Dash, a real beauty, but she's not exactly into stallions." he said as he took a large gulp of stout from the mug in front of him, then slumped onto the bar, he gave a great sigh. "Yeah, we've all got those problems, well Soarin might not be able to relate as much, but i'm sure that Spike can" The tan pony looked over at him, "where are my manners? You can call me Doctor, Doctor Whooves." he too was having a large mug of stout. The dark drink poured into the doctor's gullet, he too was depressed as the other two. "Why would I get your problem better than Soarin?" Spike asked.
"Well the mare I love is also of a different race." Spike took another shot of whiskey, he was beggining to feel a buzz come over him. "You know, some ponies drink to get over their problems, I do that too." Spike said with a bit of a chuckle,insode however he just wanted to die. "Well the mare I love's name is Ditzy Doo, however popular opinion is that we just wouldnt work. How silly was I, an earth pony and a pegasus." his eyes welled up with tears.
"At least your a pony. I mean I'm a dragon, how's that supposed to work out? Beyond that I'm just a teen, she's full grown." his eyes began to water as well. Soarin was already shitfaced, and with the last addition to his drinking he finally passed out. The doctor was now bawling his eyes out. McDaniels now looked over to Spike, "You want some gin to go?" he asked, "Make it moonshine" he toosed a few bits on the table, "and add the doctor's bill to my tab"
As he made his way out the door and back to his and Twilight's treehouse he knew he would have to pass by Rarity's boutique. "No I'll just go to Everfree for the night again.I can't let her see me this wasted." he said to himself. "No i have to talk to-" he was interupted by a mare's cough. "Spike, can I help you" it was Rarity, In an attempt to seem like everything was ok he his the bottle behind his back. "Rarity, how are you tonight?" he asked, trying to be as smooth as possible, but all of his speech was so slurred that she could tell just how drunk he was. "Spike,if I may, why have you been drinking so much?" he took the bottle out from behind him and opened the top, "Because, I need to forget some things" he lied, after which he took a big swig from the bottle. Rarity levitated it away from him. "Oh Spike you don't need this stuff, now, why don't you come with me while you sober up?" she offered. After which Spike proceeded to pass out.
When Spike awoke he was in Rarity's boutique on her sofa, with an ice pack on his head and Rarity on the couch opposite his, notebook in hoof and pen at the ready asked him, "So Spike, what has been going on lately? What troubles have you been having?" The blinds on the windows were all drawn and the sign on the door was in the closed position. 'She at least thought to not let my hangover get to me' he thought. "Well, it's this mare, she's beyond beautiful, and I really want her to know what I've been feeling, but I just can't...I can't do this anymore." he got up and flung his arms around Rarity, "I'm sorry but I have to go!" The dragon burst out of the doors of the Carousel boutique. He began to cry as he ran across town to his library home. BAM!
"SPIKE!" Rarity yelled after the dragon, when he suddenly jumped into a charging stallion's cart. He was smacked across the street, 1st and Park street. She ran over to assist him, but he was out cold. "SOMEPONY HELP!" but everypony just kept about their daily bussiness, one said "Why would we help that abomination? He destroyed half of our town." the cruel words struck Rarity, 'Was this what made Spike so depressed lately?' she thought, "Spike is no abomination you ruffian.Somepony, call an ambulance please!" but nopony even looked over.Rarity took action and brought him inside again. "We'll get you fixed right up Spikey Wikey." she said, now in tears. Spike was always such a nice dragon, yet this one little fiasco occured, by complete accident, and now everypony treated him like a common theif. She laid him on her couch again, she was sure to get a pillow for his broken leg. She took some cloth and made a makeshift cast, using some water to make it tighter.She checked him over for any other broken bones, he had a cracked rib and his arm was broken. Acting quckly she made a few more casts and waited. As she did she began to wonder, 'why would he do this? What mare could possibly make him try to end it all?' suddenly it hit her, like a freight train from
Appleoosa. A mare more than beautiful could describe,'as self abosorbed as it sounds, was he talking about me? Am I to blame for Spike's suicde attempt?' she hated to think of herself in such a manner,but what else could it be, after all, everypony thought Spike had a crush on her. 'But why would he kill himself over me?'.
Hours past and finally Spike awoke, "Was I dreaming?" his answer was suddenly answered by the inability to move his limbs or chest. "Guess not." he turned his head and noticed that he was in the Carousel Boutique, to the left of him he could see the beautiful dresses and to his right was Rarity, asleep, as it was now some extremely late hour. With a bit of effort he managed to lift his still useable leg and hobble into the darkness of the main shop, however he did this quite noisily. "Spike?" Rarity said, alarmed, "Where are you going, we didn't finish talking about your problem." she said problem in such a way that it seemed as though she knew what it was. "Come now, sit down, or lie down if it is more comfortable." In an attempt to swallow his pride he went back over to the backless therapy couch. As he sprawled across the furniture he found himself trying to think of an excuse for his earlier outburst. "So this mare that youre interested in, who, might I ask, is she?" the question hurt Spike even more than his rib, "I'd prefer not to tell, if that's ok by you." she took out a tin of cigarettes, "Would you like one, oh poo, down to my last one, would you mind if we shared?" she asked. Spike nervously gulped, "Sure, that's ok. I didn't think of you as a smoker though Rarity." she giggled a little, "Nor did I think of you to be one as well.Would you mind giving me a light, seems I'm out of matches." she came over to the couch and sat on her haunches, stuck the elaborate looking cigarette in her mouth, Spike blew a small stream of flame and lit it. The flame on it came out with the same color Spike's emrald fire. She inhaled and passed it to Spike, upon her exhalation she blew out a heart. Spike then inhaled for himself. The taste from the tobacco was certainly a unique one. Spike exhaled with a bit of sadness in his heart, making it seem like a sigh. "Rarity, I'm sorry I ran out on you earlier, but I really needed to get home...but that's not true, Rarity, I have a-" Rarity shushed him, "Spike I know, and I wanted to tell you," she kissed him right there. Spike was baffled by her advance, "Rarity, what brought this up?" he asked, "Spike, I too have had the same feelings for you, ever since you saved me from the diamond dogs ever so long ago. I realised then that you were a true gentledragon and that, well, I had feelings for you. However, due to the rules of society, a dragon and a pony, well that couldn't do. I supressed my feelings, until your little suicide attempt." she stopped, waiting for him to tell her that it wasn't suicide. But there was nothing, "Rarity," He leaned over, despite the pain, and kissed her passionately."Spike, I love you." the snow white unicorn said, "And I love you" the large Purple and green dragon said in return.