I could not bear to watch my own assistant, no, my friend, no my... son, fly away. He wasn't a little dragon anymore. He was gonna have his own life, his own family, his own friends. I had to let him go. It was only right. I felt selfish.
I was selfish, and I didn't think about his feelings when I lied to him. After I told him the truth, he was enraged. I just couldn't believe he struck me. After all our time together. The wound didn't hurt, but my heart was tearing my soul apart, and eating away at my brain. I knew he would leave after that, but I lied to myself about it. I just told myself a lie I knew I couldn't believe. A tale. A myth.
On the morning with the cool breeze, and the birds singing, and Pinkie Pie bouncing, he walked downstairs with nothing on him, not even a backpack, or a bag, or even his favorite blanket. I looked at him, but his mouth was just as silent as his face, it was unbearable to see him in this state.
I watched him walk out the door, knowing I wouldn't see him again if I didn't take action right away. I grabbed a very special book from the shelf, and followed him to his destination.
It was a ledge peaked at the top of a beautiful canal. The water was flowing clean trough the stream below. It was plentyful in fish as well. It was quite deep, also. For a moment, I considered jumping off the edge, and letting myself fall in the soft water. Just the feeling of my entire body being wet and cool made me feel relaxed. No, I was only trying to avoid my problem, so I quickly ditched the thought and focused on the task at hoof.
Upon looking up, I saw all the dragons flying above,all kinds of colors were in the air. It was almost like a dragon rainbow, really. I saw one particular dragon which I loved more than any other living, breathing creature on the face of this planet. Spike. My spike.
Just before he spread his gorgeous new wings, I ran up to him, frantically.
"Spike," I said as I grabbed his shoulder firmly. He didn't turn around, he just stared straight ahead. I was worried he wasn't listening to me, but I wasn't gonna force him to.
"I am so sorry. It was pathetic of me to think I could fool a dragon of your intellect, beauty, and compassion. My lie was a gross bastardization of Equestria's common decency, and it was sad to think I actually did so. I was stupid, idiotic, immat---"
He first turned around, and then powerfully grabbed my neck and hugged me. Feeling his warm body against mine at the top of a cold peak was enjoyable. I felt us bonding. I began to cry, as he spoke to me for the first time in three days:
"Twilight Star Sparkle, I will never, hear my words, never stop loving you. I live for you, you gave me life that first day when you opened my egg and allowed me to see. I feel like a pathetic being for hitting you, but the only thing I can do at this point is apologize from the bottom of my heart. You know what was the first thing I saw when I came out of that egg?" I paused, carefully thinking about his question. The roof? The wall? The chalkboard? Perhaps he saw one of the teachers? No. I knew the answer.
"Me."Spike shook his head and said:
"I saw the face of my mother, Twilight Sparkle."
Me? Spike's mother? I could understand Spike thinking of me as a parental figure, what with me teaching him to write, and read, and cook. Then I thought about the moments that didn't make me a 'figure', but made me a parent. His first word, which was 'gemmy', his first cupcake, the first time he met Shining Armor. They didn't make me a legal guardian, they made me his mommy.
Neither me nor Spike could contain our tears any longer. Our crying never seemed to never end, the tears that ran down our cheeks, representing the bond between us, that was a memory I would forever keep in my mind. I kissed Spike on the cheek and smiled, letting out a chuckle afterwards.
"I-I brought you something." I slightly stuttered as reached into my bag.
I took out the book and handed it to him. He paused for a moment before taking the book and grasping it close to his heart.
"It's for you."
"Twilight, I will read this book every night until the day of my demise. You may not be there to see me, and you may not be there to take notes, but that is a promise I will keep on my life." He chuckled, soon after.
"You're the best egghead I could have ever asked for, you know that?"
I laughed. After all, his joke was funny. It was strange, though. When Rainbow calls me an egghead, I'm angry. Yet, when Spike calls me that, I can swear I don't hear the word 'egghead', all I can hear is him saying 'mom'.
Everything went so quickly after that. He kissed me on the cheek and flew off.
I never saw Spike again, but I had the feeling he kept his promise. Once I returned to my home, I contemplated every word he said. After all, that was the last time I would see him. Him calling me mom, it made me feel like all my life I've had the responsibility of being his parent, but never knew it. I was honored to have raised such a great dragon.
I sat down at my favorite spot in the library and muttered the words:
"My number one assistant."
Author's Note
Well, this is one I came up with after seeing a great piece of art by erosplosion on DA. I guess I liked how the story came out. Tell me what you guys think of it in the comments!
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Enthereta Buzzpone
