Fate's Dream and Forfeiting a Benign Gleam

by sweeT2010Tooth

Chapters

Nightmare's Unrestrained Truth Foretells an Unlikely Chance
Elegant Beauty and Personality Always Attracts a Possible Advance
Ergo, Does One Have to Give Gracious Generosity A Last Longing Glance?

Nightmare's Unrestrained Truth Foretells an Unlikely Chance

Spike's knees nearly buckled under the weight of carrying Rarity's newly purchased products into her boutique. She didn't necessarily desire his help but Spike insisted. It is often a wonder that the white-coated mare never saw the devotion this small dragon held for her. He was Twilight's assistant accustomed to following another around in their duties. But, for Rarity, this helping claw wanted to provide much more support to one whom made his heart beat faster in seeing her countenance, words, and gestures. Although small in stature, he undoubtedly had a big heart beating with rhythmic pulses sounding out a song of longing and wishful thinking.

Watching Rarity walk before him into the boutique, he became distracted in mindless thinking. Too often he would find himself drift off into thought admiring the little things about her. He couldn't help but notice the way her mane swayed in a slight breeze from the door opening, the first few sounds of her hooves touching the boutique's floor one after the other, or the elegant regal voice telling him where to set the items down. All these little things made him want to keep her near.

In letting his mind wander, he didn't notice Opalescence had crossed his path in the midst of welcoming her owner back to the store. With misplaced footing the racket of hissing, scratching, and falling items caught Rarity by surprise.

"My goodness! Spikey wikey, are you okay?" Rarity said moving items aside to uncover a dazed and scratched dragon trying to regain his senses.

"Um, yeah. Don't worry, Rarity. Thick scales, remember?" Spike replied expressing these words with both claws held outward to show the many scales.

What happened next occurred much quicker than Spike's mind could comprehend it. Rarity moved into a full embrace while both his claws were extended. He didn't expect this response and blushed as she gently rubbed the side of her head against his.

"I know, spikey wikey. But I could never fathom seeing you hurt, my darling."

"M-me too. Rarity, um...there's something that's been on my mind."

"Hmm? What is Spike?" Rarity said releasing him from the hug while still very close to his face.

"W-well, I know I'm a dragon and y-you're a pony but," Spike tried to speak while feeling hot under the collar. He looked deep into her enchanting blue eyes feeling anxious to reveal what laid buried in his heart. "D-do you ever think I could be your super special somepony?"

"Why don't be absurd!" she dramatically said.

Spike lowered his head in shame.

"Oh."

"You're already my super special somepony." Spike lifted his head in time to notice Rarity moving closer with both eyes closed. His heart's rhythmic beating quickened the closer she got. He could almost feel her lips touch his own preemptively expecting the soft touch. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect these turn of events. Nonetheless he accepted the outcome for it is something he had long desired.

Hesitantly moving forward with closed eyes, he attempted to meet her lips half-way. It was not a soft gentle touch that met his lips, but that of hard dry sand. He opened his eyes to watch Rarity crumble away into dust blowing out the boutique's door with an unexpected wind. He watched as the dust flew out the open door whisking away a longed for moment. Then, everything turned black as he closed his eyes with one last glimpse of the departing dust showing a fading smile and blue eyes.

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Spike opened his eyes to a clear and darkened open sky filled with stars. The stars above shined brilliantly as if speaking out to him in unison with twinkling rays of light. This sight caught him off guard for it had been daytime just a moment ago.

"Huh? Where am I?" he said taking a look around the surrounding area, seemingly desert of all life. His environment consisted of no plant life, buildings, or civilization. Except for a gradual slope of dirt to his right, a desert's night was his only companion this evening. Amidst the darkened landscape, he barely noticed a single silhouette approach him in the night.

Spike noticed who it was after a while of squinting into the darkness.

"Princess Luna?"

"Yes, this is a beautiful night, is it not?"

"Y-yes but where am I?"

"The Dreaming Sands. I brought you here."

"Why?"

Before answering this question, Princess Luna looked down on the dragon sitting down in the desert's dirt. Her expression consisted of a noticeable stern visage peering down with her eyes but not lowering her head. The coldness portrayed in her countenance gave off a vibe so cold that had Spike slightly shivering.

"Why dost thou keep dreaming of that mare? Why would a dragon seek a kiss from a pony?"

"Who? Rarity?"

"The very same one that holds an element of harmony."

"I-I," Spike stammered unsure how to respond to the questioning, "s-she's very special to me."

"Why so? Would it not be more sensible to seek the affection of a dragon's touch rather than a pony's?"

"M-maybe but she means much more to me than a touch. I-I suppose I love her."

"Love her," Luna said parroting Spike's words. "Your 'love' is misplaced and unfounded."

These words struck Spike in the heart like an icy dagger. If he hadn't already felt out of place with his affection for Rarity due to being of a different species, he was more so now feeling the weight in seeking her love. Luna's expression remained stern and did not budge expecting a reply from the dragon. Spike, however, couldn't form any words for he already knew what Princess Luna was going to say. He had thought about this for a long time trying to shake off the truth considering alternatives. Regardless, he would inevitably be drawn back to Rarity due to her magnetic personality. Princess Luna spoke authoritatively noticing no response coming from the dragon's mouth.

"You are a dragon. She's a pony. That simple fact should make it apparent a relationship would never work. Do you not understand this?"

"I-I do but-"

"-then why continue this charade?"

"W-well, I love being around her. I love seeing her beauty, her caring personality, and hearing her voice. Rarity, means a lot to me. Someday - even for one day - maybe she could be my super special somepony. I know I'm a dragon...I mean the thought has crossed my mind many times...but she is the love of my life."

"She is also the element of Generosity. Dost thou not understand the implications and ramifications of a dragon and this element's holder entering a relationship?"

"P-princess Luna, I know I'm a dragon and she's a pony but I-"

"-Perhaps you are not seeing your Princess's concerns. Have you learned nothing about what it means to be a dragon?"

"Like breathing fire and having scales?"

"Greed, young dragon. Greed. Every dragon seeks what is thought to belong to them. The most sought after items are jewels sparkling with an intensity that only further drives this blind ambition. This blind ambition causes much devastation in its wake. For, if the one filled with greed cannot claim what is desired, they destroy everything in their path. A dragon's greed is an insatiable thirst never quenched, a hunger never satisfied, an ever rising fury never calmed."

"Oh, yeah." Spike said almost to himself remembering the time when he had practically destroyed Ponyville in stealing much of what didn't belong to him. "I've changed back though, Princess Luna. I'm trying hard not to be that monster again...for myself...for Rarity."

"It is a losing fight, young dragon. You are fighting nature itself. How long dost thou propose to hold out against what dictates your species' character?"

"I-I don't know..." Spike said lowering his eyes to the dirt beneath Luna's hooves.

"And what will happen to the pony you hold so dear?" Luna asked trying to drive sense into the young dragon before her.

"Rarity...I-I don't know..."

"This confliction is made worse due to this pony holding the element of Generosity. Much like a shining jewel you seek her brilliant shine as your own. The element of Generosity is known to give much without expecting anything in return - never realizing that a dragon DOES NOT return anything. If not now, this one-sided relationship would only cause much heartache in the end. Is this thy intentions? To cause pain to the one you mean to love? The road to Tartarus is paved with good intentions, young dragon. Generosity and Greed do not make a well-rounded married couple."

Spike said nothing now realizing why Princess Luna visited him this night.

"So, what should I do, Princess Luna?" Spike asked very well knowing the coming response.

"Let her go. Let her be with her own kind. Do it now or worsen the coming pain. You have no other choice."

"No other choice," Spike whispered to himself bringing his knees up to his chest so as to hide the coming tears.

"Keep in mind your Princess's intentions are not meant to solely hurt you, young one, but to stop a painful charade. We have seen the worst results of dragons' greed before many years ago. Not so much a pony and young dragon relationship but with a jewel brighter than the sun's radiated light. Your situation for some reason or another feels quite similar. I cannot put my hoof on it, but there might be a similarity between the two."

Spike looked up to the Princess with his eyes tear-filled and now curious.

"D-did something happen?"

Princess Luna's gaze wandered off into the desert beyond the young dragon before her.

"My sister and I have dealt with dragons on a regular basis. When their greed becomes unrestrained, we both must quell their fury. This is the reason they despise pony kind. However, one fateful night when reclaiming what was stolen from one of our towns, we came upon a familiar sight but an unusual outcome."

Princess Luna peered down once again at Spike.

"Come with me, young dragon. There is something you need to see."

Spike followed as Princess Luna began walking up the hill with a gradual slope. He felt nervous and unsure as to what would be shown. However, thoughts of Rarity kept popping into his mind. He loves her so much, but perhaps it would be best to let her go. What good could come from a relationship between a dragon and a pony?

Luna and Spike reached the top of the hill after a short walk. Looking over into the valley before them, they noticed a multitude of dragons standing silently amongst each other. Ranging in the hundreds, each dragon faced a similar direction. It didn't take long to notice the source to which their attention was garnered.

A bright light shone among the crowded dragons. There, at that spot, jewels were piled on top of each other creating a small mound. Spike then realized that most of the ground beneath the dragons was covered in gems and jewels of all colors and sizes. The dragons paid no attention to this but rather the small mound with seemingly brighter jewels than the ones below. At its peak, gleamed a pure white diamond with a radiance so bright that Spike had to squint in order to make out what was shining from where he stood.

The pure white diamond stood among the rest of the jewels but outshone them all. One dragon next to it had both claws extended and a wide grin on his face while eyeing the rest of the dragons.

"He's showing off his most prized possession," Luna said noticing Spike was observing the smiling dragon. "He's very proud of his catch wanting to let others only bask in its radiant glory. Notice the other dragons, young one. Their intentions are quite different than mere observation."

Spike looked from face to face seeing the same look of pure wanton desire. They were admiring the pure white diamond, but also licking their scaly lips. Before Spike could fully understand the situation, Princess Luna began singing a most haunting melody with words passing through Spike's body like a ghostly echo of one's witnessed past.

The diamond's glow will turn a dragon

Ripe with baleful greed

One by one each dragon began moving closer to the small mound. Their desires to possess the pure white diamond were clear. The dragon who had been smiling finally noticed his grave error with worry replacing excitement.

Betwixt her pure, unyielding shell

A guilty heart does bleed

The dragon who had been smiling tried to make a grab for his own diamond, but another dragon caught his arm with eyes red with fury. Worry gave way to fear as the dragon tried to wrestle his arm away from the one who held it.

For though the world yearns for her so

These words they fail to heed

The dragons pressed their advance with Spike not able to see the dragon who had been smiling anymore among the crowd. Princess Luna bent down to match Spike's height. She brought her lips to his ear making sure the next words came across clearly.

"Let not your selfish, dark desires

Drive you to misdeed"

Spike watched as countless dragons attacked each other burning with desire to solely claim the pure white diamond as their own. Though their noise was loud, Princess Luna's was even louder as she looked upon the mess now sitting next to the young dragon.

Rubies fall

In a crimson flood

From claws so stained with sin

Bringing both of his own claws to his face, Spike slightly covered his eyes. He peered through them witnessing the true nature of dragons.

Somber cries

Will go unheard

For this malice knows no end

In a rising, resonating chorus of cries and shouts, the multitude of dragons swayed back and forth like waves crashing into each other driven by separate winds. More than once Spike thought he heard a few were pleading for an end to the conflict. As fast as the conflict began, it subsided with the pure white diamond remaining untouched on top of the small mound. Bodies littered the ground with some moving slightly taking in heavy breaths and others not moving at all.

Princess Luna pointed to a single silhouette rising from the masses bruised and battered. This single dragon was small in stature most likely younger than those around him. His eyes, shining in the pure white diamond's glow, expressed a different look than those around him. His eyes did not show a look of unrestrained greed but something else. He looked around in confusion, closed his eyes, and shook his head in dismay from what he had just witnessed. Bringing his eyes to the diamond, he began his approach of it.

Amongst those ravaged by demand

Just one will succeed

The closer the dragon got to the diamond it became apparent tears were in his eyes. It seemed as though his approach could have been quicker, but he progressed with a little apprehension expressed in his footing. His claws visibly shook as they drew near the diamond. It was though he was unsure this was what he wanted.

Only one with a heart as pure

As the diamond will be free

Spike strained to see the outcome as a black mist enclosed the entire valley. He could not see anything, but awaited what came next. One last bright light shined through the black mist before everything turned black.

Elegant Beauty and Personality Always Attracts a Possible Advance

Spike awoke startled from a deep slumber. Regaining his ability to move both arms he promptly began patting and rubbing his face making sure this wasn't a dream. Looking around, Spike was greatly relieved to find the familiar scenery of Twilight's treehouse bedroom. He then pinched one arm to make sure this wasn't a ruse conjured up to give a false sense of security. Yelping in pain, he fully realized that the horrible dream was over. Twilight, who had been combing her hair in front the bedroom mirror, glanced at him after hearing his yelp of pain.

"What're you doing, Spike?" she asked still half asleep herself.

"I just had the most wicked and far out dream, Twilight! You shoulda been there. Princess Luna made me see some crazy stuff!" Spike said still trying to shake off the shock from the dream's realism.

"Princess Luna? What did she do - what did you do, Spike?" Twilight corrected herself mid-sentence with an accusing tone.

"ME?! I didn't do nothing!" Spike quickly replied. "She was quite upset with me having...feelings for Rarity."

"Really? Why so?" Twilight asked, curious as to why Princess Luna would take an interest in young love.

"Well, it has to do with a dragon's nature towards being greedy. She didn't want a dragon, potentially full of greed, to become too involved with the element of generosity's holder."

"I see but you have that side of you under control, right Spike?"

"Yeah, I do. However, Princess Luna believes it is only a matter of time before it resurfaces."

"...She's not entirely wrong," Twilight said returning her stare to the mirror image staring back while the brush was lowered from her hair. "All ponies have that potential darker side. The only thing we can do is try our best to not give into its influence."

"Um, Twilight. There was something Princess Luna showed me. I wanted to talk to you about it. It was the craziest thing I'd ever seen."

"Sure, Spike. We can talk on our way to Rarity's boutique as she has some clothes ready for me."

"Rarity's boutique?" Spike asked feeling a slight chill going down his spine. After what happened in the dream, he had wanted some time to mull over its influences on his feelings and relationship with Rarity.

"Yes. She absolutely insisted that a princess should not be seen without proper wear. Get yourself ready and we'll head over there in a bit. You can tell me all about what Princess Luna showed you in the dream on the way there."

"...Okay, Twilight," Spike nervously responded, crawling out of bed to get ready for the morning's schedule and activities.

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"Wow, Spike! I knew about the reoccurring problems with dragon mayhem, but Princess Celestia never told me a tale about a different dragon unlike the others!"

"I thought you said you didn't know anything about dragons at all?" Spike asked unsure whether Twilight was telling the truth.

"Oh, I don't much at all about dragons, but I do know the destruction they caused many towns and villages unlucky enough to attract them. Now that I think on it with what I've learned about them I believe they may have been seeking items of interest."

"So you believe me when I say that a single dragon was different than the rest?"

"Of course, Spike. It sounds like he (or she) was resentful towards how that dragon's brethren behaved. Additionally, if your tale holds up, the dragon didn't necessarily want the diamond. I'm a little bit unsure as to why this dragon was crying, though."

"You and me both. But Princess Luna seemed very serious about wanting me to break off any potential bond with Rarity."

"Well, unfortunately we can't fully ignore the greedy nature of a dragon. I always thought your relationship was that of a young love, but I'm starting to wonder...you really love her?"

"...Yes. I believe I do," Spike said blushing in embarrassment.

"Okay, I guess I slightly misjudged your crush on her. Just don't do anything foolish. Although you may have these feelings we cannot disregard Luna's message."

"Agreed."

Twilight and Spike walked the rest of the way to Rarity's boutique in silence. Spike had a lot of thoughts on his mind, but was relieved to find that Twilight believed his account of the dream. He needed time to think for he would be greatly hurt if harm came to Rarity due to the possibility of a resurfacing dragon greed.

Twilight walked up to the boutique door first and opened it calling out for her friend. Rarity seemingly jumped out of nowhere grabbing Twilight by the hoof and dragging her behind some curtains. After what seemed like a short while, both Rarity and Twilight reappeared with the latter wearing a simple light blue dress adorned with small sparkling white jewels.

"So, darling? Do you like it? I fashioned this piece after the night sky in observing it for hours on end. I was beginning to think I wouldn't come up with anything until I spotted a certain group of stars shining brighter than the others. Then, I knew I had found 'IT' - Princess Twilight Sparkle!" Rarity said watching her friend's eyes carefully for approval.

"Well, the constellations are correct from what I gather. I think you outdid yourself, Rarity," Twilight said admiring the dress. "How much would you like for it?"

"Oh, don't be silly darling! This is a favor for a friend!" Rarity said dismissively waving one hoof forward in denying payment.

"But Rarity, you can't profitably run your business by always giving away free clothes to friends, especially with costly gems attached. Don't you have to make a profit?"

"I'll manage," Rarity said letting her attention get distracted. "SPIKE! MY WORD! Whatever happened to your arm!?"

"Huh?" a surprised Spike asked looking down at both his arms. Other than a bruise left behind from the pinch earlier in the morning nothing seemed out of the ordinary. "What're you talking about, Rarity?"

"Did you fall darling? That's a nasty bruise!" Rarity exclaimed grabbing Spike's arm and dabbing the bruised spot with some nearby liquid that stung a bit.

"Hey! Ouch! Rarity, I'm fine. Just must've pinched myself too hard this morning."

"Even so, you are my spikey wikey. I can't have you coming in here injured without proper care, now can I? I'll have that nasty boo boo taken care of in a flash."

Spike caught Twilight snickering to herself out of the corner of his eye. She tried to stop laughing but continued in private behind a raised hoof. Having taken care of Spike's emergency, Rarity turned to Twilight who lowered the hoof back to the ground hiding her laughter.

"So, everything fits nicely, dear? Nothing too tight or hanging too loosely?"

"No, it feels and looks good, Rarity. I really should be paying for it, though."

"Nonsense, Twilight. I insist you take it as a gift."

"...if you insist. Any big plans today, Rarity?"

"Oh! Now that you mention it, yes I do! It is quite opportune that Spike came with you today," Rarity said to Twilight now turning her attention to Spike. "Spike, darling, Fancypants himself has invited me and one guest to a party later tonight in Canterlot. I would like you to be my guest. I won't take no for an answer."

"Right on! Sure, Rarity! It sounds like it'll be a lot of fun."

"Fantastic, darling! Ooh, I'm so excited!" Rarity said trotting in place. "Even Prince Blueblood is going to be attending!"

"Prince Blueblood? Isn't that the stallion who treated you horribly at the Grand Galloping Gala?" Spike asked with a claw raised to his chin trying to remembering this 'Prince Blueblood.'

"Yes, the same one that treated me badly. I figure giving him a second chance after such a long time couldn't hurt. Maybe we just got off on the wrong hoof."

"But Rarity, he acted very rude even using you as a shield to avoid getting hit with cake. Don't you remember?" Twilight said putting her two bits into the conversation.

"I remember, darling. He certainly doesn't know how to treat a lady, but perhaps that is something that can be learned. Perhaps I can give him a reason to treat a lady more appropriately if given the chance. It would be wrong for me to judge too early."

"If you say so..." Twilight said almost muttering to herself.

"Well, I still have a few dresses to make and orders to fill. If Spike would be so kind to stick around, we'll head for the train station in a bit for Canterlot."

"Sure," Twilight said. "We didn't have too many things scheduled today. I'll see you later, okay Spike?"

Twilight said this with a wink before heading out of the store's doors.

"But! Twilight the dre-"

"-you'll be fine, Spike. Just remember that a one in a million chance is still worth a shot."

Before he could say anything more, Twilight disappeared into the streets leaving him behind with a quizzical expression crossing Rarity's face.

"So," Spike said letting out a nervous laugh. "How about we make those dresses?"

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Once again being in the presence of Rarity's beauty, Spike couldn't help but love the little things he saw. Her coat remained sleek like any other day, her eyes still beheld an enchanting blue, her voice lifted his spirits with a comforting tone, and her personality was endearing in such a way that his accompaniment felt great joy everywhere they went. The best trait was her personality for it perfectly matched the elegant mare's beauty.

The two boarded the train heading to Canterlot with a means of meeting up with Fancypants at a local cafe. Finding a seat of their own, Rarity took notice of a small crying colt sitting across from them. The colt's mother sat next to him reading a newspaper in disregarding her son's outcry. Rarity tried to ignore this as the train began its way towards Canterlot. However, as minutes came and went she couldn't sit idly by listening to his cries.

"Ahem"

Rarity cleared her throat trying get the attention of the colt's mother.

"Ahem, ma'am your son's crying."

The colt's mother peered out from behind the newspaper only slightly acknowledging what Rarity said.

"Ignore him. He does this all the time."

Rarity tried to do just that but his cries persisted. She looked from mother to colt and back to the mother hoping the situation would resolve itself. After a while, she couldn't sit across this crying yearling any longer without doing something. She reached into the bag sitting between Spike and herself retrieving a single cupcake given to her by Pinkie Pie. It had a little happy yellow sun on top sure to turn a frown upside down. She began to hand it to the colt who stopped crying and noticed the cupcake. However, the mother took notice too and slapped it out of her hoof.

"How dare you! Someponies just don't know how to mind their own business! Giving my son a cupcake! What're you playing at!?" fumed the mother.

"I'm quite sorry, ma'am. But I thought he needed a little cheering up as I thought ignoring his outburst would be an abhorrent folly."

"Listen to you! Trying to tell me how to raise my own son! It is no wonder a snobbish pony like you doesn't have a stallion or yearling! Get up, son! We'll try sitting in another car with a less rude pony!"

The little colt started to cry again while being led away to the adjacent train car. Rarity was a little shocked at the display of rudeness.

"Why, I never...!" Rarity said picking up the cupcake and its pieces lying on the floor. The little happy yellow sun remained intact. Finding her seat again, Rarity stared at the smiling face. "Why is it that everypony only sees me as a snob?"

"I don't see you as a snob, Rarity," Spike said trying to cheer her up.

"Thank you, Spike," Rarity said letting out a sigh. "I try to put on my best appearance everyday, but at times it just isn't enough. Everypony expects me to be perfect - I try my best - but it seems like something is expected of me that I cannot readily give. I'm not perfect, darling. I have my faults as do most others. Listen to me wallow in...whatever it is ponies wallow in. In the end, Spike, what does that make me? The most pathetic pony?"

"Twilight says you mirror the resemblance of a diamond."

"A diamond?" Rarity asked looking at Spike.

"Yeah. I dunno what she meant by it so I asked and she said this: 'Rarity's cutie mark consists of diamonds and she was inherently gifted with magic providing a means of finding rare gems. Out of all the gems that could have been her cutie mark it had to be diamonds. My theory is that the cutie mark symbolizes her dealings with the pressures of society, for diamonds are crafted under immense pressure. Diamonds are not perfect albeit most ponies assume so from a first glance. First a rough diamond needs to be cut in order to optimize that diamond's dispersion of light. Even then, every diamond still carries with it some impurities.' Crazy, huh? Leave it to Twilight to use book knowledge to explain everything."

"Not crazy at all, darling. I most assuredly have impurities in my personality. Everypony expects perfection so it makes sense that, when those impurities surface, I'm seen in a bad light. You know, Spike? Opalescence is a mean kitty but she's also beautiful in most ways. Maybe I see much of myself in her."

"I see what you mean. I like her but, even in having scales, that cat can do some damage."

They both had a good laugh at this comment. Looking at each other, both Spike and Rarity felt an increasing warmth in each other's company. For a while they continued to stare at each other until Spike realized what was happening. He blushed and turned to look out the train car's window watching the passing scenery. In the window's reflection, he noticed a slight smile cross Rarity's lips. He loved to see her happy. That smile always meant everything to him. If anything, she was the most beautiful diamond he had ever seen. Letting her go would be the hardest thing to do but he'd do what's best for her.

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Rarity and Spike walked through the busy streets of Canterlot searching for the cafe to meet up with Fancypants. Bustling with activity they walked down the street admiring the many sights. The two let their eyes wander to the numerous nearby stores advertising their wares, the restaurants with sounds of conversational chatter, and the advertisers lining the streets trying to garner attention. Rarity wanted to visit the stores but the meet up with Fancypants was paramount. He is the most important pony in Canterlot, after all. It would be unwise to make him wait. Rarity was glad that the train arrived in time for their proposed meeting.

Walking along admiring the busy activity on the street, the two finally arrived at the cafe where Fancypants sat at one of the tables placed outside with Fleur Dis Lee hanging on his shoulder. After finishing up a talk with the cafe's waiter, he redirected his look to see Rarity's approach.

"Ah! Splendid! The mare of the hour has arrived!"

Fleur Dis Lee only partly noticed this arrival still hanging onto her husband with a bored look on her face.

"Yes, thank you darling! I'm quite flattered to be invited to one of your extravagant parties," Rarity said trying to sound humble in the midst of the most influential pony of Canterlot.

"Don't be silly! I wouldn't dream of having such an extravagant party without a rare gem such as yourself! I must say you look absolutely stunning even in casual attire. I'll never quite understand how you manage to pull it off but, dare I say, you express yourself splendidly in your outward appearance!"

Rarity blushed from the compliment and took a seat sitting across from Fancypants with Spike taking the other chair. She couldn't help but smile until she noticed a familiar stallion approaching from behind Fancypants with an entourage of servants in tow.

"Oh! It's you!" the stallion yelled out in shock after meeting eyes with Rarity. "What is the meaning of this, Fancypants? I didn't expect to be thrown into a meeting with the commoner that ruined my perfectly groomed coat at the Grand Galloping Gala!"

"Come now, Prince Blueblood. That attitude is most unbefitting from one of high royalty. I invited Rarity and you here today to make amends. If you would kindly take a seat, we could discuss tonight's agenda for the party."

"Hmph, I'll stand thank you very much lest I be assaulted by this mare again," Blueblood said turning his head to the side in defiance.

"...Suit yourself," Fancypants said raising an eyebrow at the royal stallion with Fleur Dis Lee making a comment how she loved stallions with attitude. "Anyways, tonight's attire will be formal wear. It is not to say this will be a tuxedo event but I'd like to keep standards up in the dress code. We'll have classical music for the enjoyment of you both. If you'd like something else, let me know. There will be a table set up with many delicacies that I hope fit your fancy...though I'm not sure I have something for a dragon. What fits your tastes, young dragon?"

"Um, precious jewels like diamonds and sapphires," Spike said trying not to intrude too much on Fancypant's generosity.

"That's quite an expensive appetite you have there, young sir. Wouldn't you say so Prince Blueblood?"

Prince Blueblood still had his head turned away trying to not partake in mindless babble.

"Excuse me, Prince Blueblood. Darling? I'm sorry about the incident at the Grand Galloping Gala but you were acting like an enormous royal jerk who needed to be reminded that proper manners need to be shown to others not just yourself," Rarity said trying to catch the royal stallion's attention.

"Says you, commoner. I'll have you know I am most respected among those who meet and serve me." As Blueblood said this many of his following servants looked at each other with disagreeing eyes.

"Well, it looks like your servants have something else to say about your behavior," Rarity said catching onto their looks. "One of royal nobility should not think highly of themselves without first consulting those that serve them."

"Well said, my dear!" Fancypants said raising a glass in agreement.

Prince Blueblood peered at his following servants and then, for the first time, at Rarity.

"Who are you to lecture me on the mannerisms of royal nobility?"

"Why one who knows Princess Celestia herself, of course!" interjected Fancypants. "You are speaking to the element of generosity who saved this very town from a changeling invasion with her friends! Don't you remember that wedding, Prince Blueblood?"

"I do...such a travesty to defile such a pristine occasion," Blueblood said gaining curiosity in the mare sitting before him. "Perhaps I misjudged her."

"Indeed you have, Blueblood. Now you know why I wanted you both to reconcile your differences."

"Excuse me, Prince Blueblood. Can I talk to you in private?" Rarity asked.

"I suppose..." he halfheartedly replied.

Rarity got up from her seat and walked with Blueblood across the street to talk in private. Spike watched as Rarity did most of the talking with little acknowledgement reciprocated by this royal stallion. There were a few moments when the royal stallion replied, but it was too difficult to figure out what was said.

"In truth, young dragon, I had a slightly more profound reason in inviting those two out to this meeting. I guess one can say I'm trying to play the part of matchmaker. Maybe I'm going the wrong way about it, but I'd hate to see opportunities like this pass by without at least trying," calmly stated Fancypants while staring at the two across the street.

Worry bubbled up in Spike's mind. He knew this royal stallion is a complete jerk. He's certainly not the right one for her. Yet, he's also the one that Rarity always wanted to be with retold in many stories about him. Spike looked down at his own claws. Why did this have to be how things turn out? In being a dragon, he'd only bring pain to Rarity. That stallion could also cause the same amount of pain. However, could a relationship blossom with a royal prince instead of one with a dragon whose fate will eventually lead to greed? Spike couldn't figure out what was best for her.

Spike thought about it until he realized he might have to let her go. It wouldn't serve any good purpose to hold out for love not reciprocated.

"M-maybe it's for the best," Spike muttered to himself still looking at both his claws. A single tear escaped his eye and he watched as it landed in his left palm reflecting the smile Rarity had given him on the train.

Ergo, Does One Have to Give Gracious Generosity A Last Longing Glance?

Spike waited for Rarity outside her door while she got dressed for the party. Tuxedos were not required at this social gathering, but Spike wore one anyways. He admired himself in a nearby mirror wishing to have a mustache to go along with the outfit. A magnificent and marvelous mustache would have been perfect for the occasion. Alas, this attire would have to do on its own. He tried to prepare for any potential conversation that came up at the party by acting out its dialogue in the nearby mirror. His imagination ran wild in pretending to meet those of royal birth and greeted them with endless praise. They, in turn, complimented his dashing looks and majestic mustache.

Rarity's door opened in the mirror's image with Spike turning around quickly so as not to be caught talking to himself. His little dragon eyes beheld the most beautiful pony emerge from the room wearing a gold-laced white dress with blue sapphires adorned in simple patterns. Her hair had been rolled up to resemble the look of a higher class pony and earrings emitting a brilliant shine sure to grab attention. She looked at Spike and smiled - a smile matched only by an angelic pony from stories told to little colts and fillies.

"Y-y look b-beautiful, Rarity," Spike said with twinkling enlarged green eyes raising both claws to his face in shock.

"Are you sure? I tried to go for an elegant look; something that'll grab attention but not too flashy," Rarity replied seeking Spike's approval.

"Y-yeah. You look wonderful tonight," Spike said eyes still full of wonder at this sight of beauty. Rarity responded to this comment by widening the smile on her lips.

"Thank you, Spike. Your opinions are very dear to me. Are you ready to go?"

Spike nodded in approval unable to voice any words.

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Rarity and Spike approached the doors to Fancypant's extravagant party. Some ponies looked on at the two admiring the beauty of the mare and handsomeness of the dragon. Others continued their own conversations with heads held high and eyes closed exchanging simple pleasantries. The pony attending the door pulled it open so the two could step through into an enlarged ballroom. Rarity and Spike looked around in amazement for the room's size seemed massive. There were too many ponies to count and the room was decorated with lavish accessories.

Rarity and Spike found Fancypants waving them over from a nearby crowd. They both easily traversed the crowd heading towards the most important pony of Canterlot. Within talking distance he introduced Rarity to those around him who became excited to see this newly welcomed pony to the ongoing conversations. Either at Fancypant's approval or their own they accepted Rarity wholeheartedly. Many compliments about her beauty were made including some given to Spike when noticed as her guest. Spike responded to these compliments by flexing his muscles and adjusting his collar to which light laughter was made.

The two spent the evening in this manner of introducing themselves to other ponies of nobility. More than once Rarity was unsure if this was the right place for Spike but he seemed to fit in nicely. Nonetheless, she asked him if he was all right. He affirmed his evening's enjoyment but, unknown to Rarity, he was not just liking the party but happy to be around the pony whom he loved completely with all his heart. Tonight, things would change between them, but perhaps he could live for the moment appreciating her company.

She was everything to him. Too bad this could be their last night together.

What felt like hours of conversation, greetings, and exchanged dialogue, music and dancing ensued. Fancypants started this part of the evening off by fluently dancing with Fleur Dis Lee, his wife. The surrounding crowd eagerly watched as both moved in perfect synchronous movements ending in a soft kiss. Fancypants then raised a hoof and announced the floor was open to dancing for all those attending.

Rarity and Spike began dancing together with Spike trying to find his rhythm. He knew how to dance but was a little rusty at the moment. Rarity guided him through the movements by placing a hoof in his claw and the other claw on her waist. He blushed in doing this but enjoyed the dance as it continued finding his gaze redirecting itself to Rarity's blue eyes. A smile came across her face and the world around the two melted away for this was their moment alone.

Her eyes bore into his like a blue ocean with cool flowing water. They made him feel safe and comforted for their beauty contained all he'd ever need. A sapphire's glint could not compare to this inviting blue ocean. He could look into those eyes for all eternity and nothing else would matter. Her shine passed through him like a cool wind on a hot summer's day. The offered tranquility of those eyes told him that, in this single moment, anything was possible with his one and true lady.

Rarity broke the silence by moving closer to his ear speaking soft gentle words.

"Spike, I need to let you know about something before the night is through. I've made a choice on who will be my super special somepony. I'm going to go star-gazing with this chosen stallion later tonight after the party, darling. I've been told that Princess Luna is going to decorate the night sky with her most loveliest stars even promising a little something extra for those attending. I wanted to keep it a surprise but couldn't withhold it from you, my best friend, Spikey-Wikey. This has been the most magical night of my life, darling. Thank you for coming with me. I don't think it would have been the same without you by my side when making such an important decision."

"Sure thing, Rarity. Tonight has been incredible for me, too. Whatever decision you make I'll be here standing by your side providing all my support. By the way, you really do look wonderful tonight."

"This is why I chose you to come along tonight, Spike. You're the one willing to give the most support. Thank you...Spike."

Rarity moved away from Spike's ear with a smile trying to hold back tears with watery eyes. Before Spike could say anything more a familiar royal stallion approached the two in the crowd taking the mare's hoof for the next dance. Prince Blueblood led her away from Spike into the crowd swaying to and fro leaving a sad dragon to watch his most cherished love taken away. Not able to see her anymore in the crowd Spike slowly moved out of the dancing masses towards the front door. He took one last look back at the crowd hoping to see the most beautiful mare but couldn't find her. He let out a sigh as he opened the front doors and walked through them into a cold and lonely night.

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Rarity walked out onto the grassy field with the other by her side. She didn't want to miss Luna's night sky. Already the stars twinkled brightly high above greeting all those watching the sky. The cool air of the night was calm and peaceful. It was certainly a different accepting atmosphere as opposed to time spent in the sun. Rarity and the one with her continued on until they found a perfect spot. She didn't like to get dirty and had brought a blanket large enough to accommodate her companion, too. Even with the blanket she was still hesitant to sit on the ground but did so considering tonight was too special to be picky.

She and her companion sat in silence for a while admiring the night sky and calm atmosphere. A light breeze blew through them causing a slight chill. Her companion wrapped his arms around her trying to provide warmth but very well knew it wouldn't enough. Nonetheless she blushed in feeling his touch. The two continued to watch the night sky before Rarity broke the silence.

"I'm glad you could make it, sweetheart. I looked everywhere for you. You shouldn't leave a lady alone like that only to miss you dearly."

"I'm sorry. I...just needed to get away from the crowd."

"Apology accepted, darling. But you'll most certainly make this up to me."

"With all my heart."

Rarity turned to her companion knowing he spoke the truth. She was glad to have him here tonight for he meant everything to her. There was no one else worthy enough to give her heartfelt love. Her eyes met his for they both had longed for this moment.

"Will you be my super special somepony?" Rarity asked.

"Yes, but I need to ask you something..." her companion responded.

"What is it, darling?"

"Why me? You could have chosen anypony but you had to pick me!"

"Isn't that what you wanted too?" she asked curious as to his concerns.

"Yeah, this is exactly what I wanted from the first day I saw you. But I just want to hear the reason from your lips."

"Because you're my better half, darling. It's as simple as that."

"Your better half?"

"Yes, darling. A bright jewel needs another to return that shine. This builds a lasting relationship. At least, that's what those fashion magazines keep telling me," Rarity said thinking on what she read in those articles.

"I see. So, I'm seen as having a giving character? Not one that would sooner or later take everything with no remorse?"

"Of course not, darling! Whatever gave you that impression!?"

"I'm a dragon, Rarity. It's in my nature," Spike said holding out a claw to confirm the truth.

"I don't see you as a greedy dragon," Rarity said closing her eyes symbolizing her defiance in Spike's fate as being a dragon. "You've already proven to me that you are quite capable of holding back that nature."

"B-but what if I can't, Rarity? What if-"

Rarity silenced Spike by placing a hoof on his lips.

"I'll be right here by your side, Spike. We'll be each other's support from here on out. Besides, you're my super special somepony for a reason. It's what inside that counts. Not what is only scales deep," Rarity said this grabbing hold of Spike's arm to point out that scales did not make up his character for Rarity could see much more in him.

"...Oh. T-thank you Rarity. You've always been my super special somepony ever since I first met you," Spike responded by looking into Rarity's blue eyes.

His attention was soon distracted by a moving object in the night sky.

"Look, Rarity! A shooting star! Make a wish!" Spike yelled out pointing to a star traversing the night sky.

This was most certainly the 'something special' Princess Luna had planned for the evening. Rarity and Spike closed their eyes to make a single wish. They both whispered that wish into the night air hoping the night's breeze would carry its words to the Princess in hopes of having it granted. After making their wish, Rarity and Spike let out a light laugh for it seemed like a silly tradition.

"So, what did you wish for, Rarity?" Spike asked.

"Now, now, Spike. It would not be in this lady's best interests to let her deepest ambitions openly known. You'll find out in due time," she responded turning to look back at Spike.

Rarity smiled for this was to be her and Spike's most special night. At times, her generosity would be misguided but not this night. Spike may have resigned to let her go, but generosity is two-fold; for one who gives could also receive from another with a similar yielding mindset.

Spike was not the only one deciding the future of their relationship.

Of course, Spike was still too young for a real relationship with Rarity. She would have to wait a while until he got older. She had weighed this thought on her mind with only one concluding question: Was a possible true love not worth the wait? Undoubtedly, this risk offers a burden that she hoped not to regret. However, Spike's company and words tonight proved that he'd always be there for her. She, in turn, would be there for him. He was her better half and she'd be foolish to walk away from his offered love.

Spike watched as Rarity closed her eyes and moved toward him. This moment felt more real than any dream he had in his many slumberous nights. He closed his eyes in response awaiting the kiss. He felt the soft touch make contact with his cheek providing its own warmth in the cool night air. He felt butterflies in his stomach for this was most certainly the happiest moment of his life. The tingling sensation spread through the rest of his body from top to bottom. Spike never knew that a simple kiss could make him feel this way.

He soon felt the tingling sensation turn into tightening, stretching, and pulling. Soon these feelings became painful with him wanting to yelp out in pain. How could a kiss be this painful? The pain intensified and he felt as though he was being ran through a machine yanking, pushing, and pulling every muscle in his body. He could feel himself wincing in trying to withstand the excruciating torture.

"SPIKE! SWEETIE! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!?"

Startled, Spike quickly opened his eyes to find Rarity with an alarmed expression pointing one hoof at something below his line of vision. He thought maybe something had crawled onto him so he peered down to see a most remarkable sight. If this were another crazy dream, it would have made this event more believable.

"Rarity! What happened to me!?"

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Luna stood on the palace's balcony admiring the shining patterns in the night sky. Moving stars was hard work. It took a long time and tonight she felt like the patterns represented what she hoped. Their twinkling light made her smile for she knew all who attended this evening's show would surely see a delightful sight. She couldn't reach them all being so far away up there, but she could move the closer ones enough to create a splendid view of a welcoming night sky.

Tonight was to be special. On these occasions, Princess Luna resorted to a tried and true old tradition in the days of old. Those ponies that slept in never get to see this special event so Princess Luna likes to raise the stakes. For those that attend these special evenings, she grants a single wish though it needs to be feasible and reasonable.

Emanating powerful magic from her horn, she took hold of one of the nearest stars. In one forceful movement, she threw it in a single direction. She watched as it flew across the beautiful night sky leaving a long trailing light. In a few moments, the light wind's breeze would carry word of whispered wishes to her ear. The significance of the words uttered by a pony before making the wish granted her the ability to hear these wishes. Normally, these words would be uttered in seeing the first star shining in the night sky, but Princess Luna enjoys hearing those words with shooting stars, too.

She closed her eyes awaiting the whispered wishes of those watching the night sky. One by one they drifted in the night's light breeze to her ears. Some of these were common seeking wealth or luck in a future endeavor. Others touched her more deeply in wanting to reunite with loved ones. You would think it difficult to trace these wishes back to their owners, but the magical chant preceding the wish provides a trace back to the speaker. This trace was powerful enough to show her a name and image of the one who spoke the wish.

The children of the night's whispered words touched her the most. She could clearly see their faces in making that one wish with all their heart. Regrettably, her abilities would not be able to grant all of their wishes. Some would have to be denied. To the best of her abilities she granted these wishes. However, those wishes that were granted needed to be done so in a manner befitting what one needs. This act might not coincide with what one wants. Many times have little ones wished for a parent to come back home. Sometimes, she couldn't grant this request but instead would send another such as an adoptive parent hoping it would be enough. At times this worked and others it did not.

Princess Luna continued to listen to the wishes carried in the night's light breeze. One by one she took note of the owners whose wish she would grant. However, when one particular wish was spoken into her ear, she winced a little in anger.

"You!" she audibly yelled out to herself. "Why dost thou not heed our warning, young dragon? We couldn't have made it any clearer. Are thou trying to make a mockery of thy Princess?"

A second wish with a gentle and caring whispered tone followed the first causing Luna's anger to subside. She meditated on its message and meaning deriving a new perspective to what she had previously assumed was true. She had carelessly disregarded a certain truth that she, herself, had to ironically overcome.

"It's not what is on the outside? But what is on the inside? I hear the truth in your words, young pony. Perhaps I should have considered the possibility that one could exhibit a nature from within rather than what is physically portrayed. I'm sorry for doubting you, young dragon. We now know the true weight of your inherited predicament. Your Princess of the Night shall deliver you from this unsuited fate for tonight we will grant this mare's wish. We hope the best for you in your future endeavors.

...It all makes sense now for what we witnessed in the past. What Celestia and I had seen that fateful night was only a perception of one's surface. We did not at first realize that tearful dragon's inner true nature though Celestia did. Young dragon, that one from the dream whom resembles your inner ambitions did claim the pure white diamond but returned it to Celestia and I. He did so with many apologies unlike any dragon we'd ever met. Looking back, I now understand why Celestia did what she did while I continued to only recognize his physical appearance. I disagreed with my sister but, yet again, she knew what was best. I was blind in not seeing that the dragon was imprisoned in a false shell. Sometimes, our outward appearance does not justly reflect what lies inside. Your Princess of the Night, above all others, should have realized this on that fateful night for we have the same affliction. We shall now correct our mistake."

Princess Luna took a moment to voice an old memory. Princess Celestia had sung a lullaby to that dragon from long ago before performing the irreversible magical spell taught by an old mentor. In what seemed like a rare moment in a millennium, Princess Luna would do the same to this dragon whom loved a certain white-coated mare.

Only one with a heart as pure

As the diamond will be free

Powerful magic once again emanated from Princess Luna's horn intending to grant a well-deserved wish.

"Be free, foolish young dragon. Your appearance shall now match thy inner personality. For your noble mannerisms perfectly match the one you love. Still, we find it ironic that your name matches that of the dragon from long ago."

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"Rarity! What happened to me!?" Spike yelled out looking down discovering hooves had replaced claws.

"I'm not sure, Spike! Did you wish this, darling?"

"No way! I wished for your continued happiness and anything you want! I figured the most giving pony I know should have her hopes and dreams come true!"

"Oh, Spike. You're so kind to me," Rarity said with a smile. "But, if you must know, right now only you take up my hopes and dreams."

Spike looked up to notice her smile and he started to nervously laugh.

"Well, isn't this silly, Rarity? That I'm not a dragon anymore?"

"Not at all silly," Rarity said putting an arm around him, "it's my wish come true, after all."

"Your wish?" Spike asked with curiosity. "What did you wish for, exactly? That I'd be turned into a pony?"

"No, of course not, darling! You've been acting rather strangely since the train ride. I couldn't put a hoof on it until a few moments ago when you mentioned your fears in becoming a dangerous dragon. I knew Princess Luna would be listening to our wishes. So, I simply expressed my concern that your worries in being a dragon were taking their toll. As said before, darling, I don't see you as a dragon. It'd be most correct to say you're my better half. If I am to be considered a diamond, then you are most certainly the gem that genuinely reflects my shine with your own. I wished more than anything that my super special somepony would be relieved of that dreadful dragon's worry and find happiness in what he seeks most."

"...What I seek most, Rarity...is you," Spike said looking deep into Rarity's blue eyes.

Rarity got up from where they were sitting, now standing before Spike. Spike looked on as the night sky behind Rarity twinkled little lights in perfect harmony with a rare jewel of the night sky standing before them. It was at this moment a single star's bright blue light shined with an intensity and similar hue as Rarity's eye color.

"I know this darling. Certainly, I did not expect this outcome but, nonetheless, it makes me very happy," Rarity proudly stated with watery eyes. "Your happiness means the world to me, Spike. You are my shining jewel as I am yours. I'm glad beyond measure to know my wish came true - to now know the happiness of the one I love. In addition, I couldn't ask for a greater received gift than what I, myself, seek most. That's you, Spike. Forever are you my super special somepony. What I seek most is you."

Spike got up stumbling over to Rarity. Tripping over his newly hooved feet, he fell into a tight embrace with the white-coated unicorn.

"I promise to always be by your side, Rarity. Let me stand by you for that's all I've ever wanted. Your brilliant shine means everything to me. I accept you completely - impurities and all. Please accept mine. I love you with all my heart, Rarity."

Spike regained his footing. Using his back legs as support he returned the hug. He could feel her soft coat offering a gentle touch. He could clearly smell the sweet aroma of her mane. Rarity felt overjoyed at these turn of events not expecting in her wildest dreams that such a transformation could occur. Even better, the stallion before her was truly the most handsome she'd ever seen. His coat was smooth and shined brighter than an average amethyst's reflected light. She had found her perfect stallion intending to never let go of him from this moment onward. The two remained in a tight hold of each other finding what they both had been seeking their entire lives.

"I, too, love you with all my heart, Spike."

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A stallion was taking a stroll with his little filly down the streets of Ponyville both observing the different storefronts. Moments ago they had stopped by Sugarcube Corner for a quick snack and continued merrily on their way with bellies full of yummy goodness. Many times this stallion's daughter pointed out interesting sights. Among them, one stood out the most with displays of ponyquins wearing exquisite clothes giving onlookers a visual sample of quality attire. Just from a simple glance the little filly knew she'd be the envy of her friends in wearing one of these garments. She insisted with tugs and pulls to visit the boutique with her father.

Reluctantly, her father agreed not wanting to upset his daughter. He found the outer appearance of the boutique to be a bit cheesy but pleasant all the same. In opening the front door he was not at all surprised to see the expected decorative decor one would see at a clothing store. His little filly beamed as she laid eyes on many glamorous dresses and fancy suits. The stallion immediately noticed two ponies standing at the other side of the room's entrance. What the stallion and little filly didn't expect was a very pleasant motto fluently and graciously spoken in synchronized harmony:

Welcome to Carousel Boutique where every garment is chic, unique, and magnifique!

Author's Note

Well, there ya have it! Sparity in all its corny glory! XD However, it does fit in that Spike's inner personality does not wholly equate the greedy nature of a dragon. Is it too far fetched to speculate that he exhibits a generous nature much like Rarity, herself? They're perfect for each other, I say.

Thanks for reading!