Celestia’s sun shone brightly, illuminating another happy, carefree day for many residents of Ponyville.

What’ll I do? What’ll I do? What’ll I do!?

But not all citizens of the sleepy little burg were in such a good mood.

Spike the dragon paced worriedly in his home, just down the street from his library workplace. Everything had been going so well, he managed to save up enough for a little home of his own, not an excessively large place, just one story, one bedroom, kitchen, bath and a parlor that Twilight made sure he kept at least one large bookshelf in.

Finally, he had even grown without destroying the town, reaching a good six-feet tall when standing on two legs. He wasn't as buff as he thought he'd be when he was little, but instead had more of a wiry strength, maybe a bit bigger than Macintosh when he chose to go on all fours instead of the overbearing size normally associated with his kind. His spines had gotten more of a point, as had his ears, but not enough to be dangerous. Heck, he'd even gotten wings, a good nine foot wingspan that folded neatly against his sides.

And while he hadn’t wooed the lovely Rarity (yet), he had managed to get himself to step back from the Rarity situation to have some rather special relationships with a few very special mares. And although they ended, however amicably, they taught him a lot both about being with a mare romantically and being with a mare…privately.

Those were lessons he had a lot of fun learning.

But it all went downhill with that article in Equestrian magazine. A Crystal Pony who had happened to see him and Cadence take down Sombra when she was a filly had gotten onto the committee for the magazines yearly “Most Eligible Stallion” selection and had made a very convincing case for him. After the committee asked around Ponyville and Canterlot and interviewed him, he won by a landslide.

The article featured stories, pictures and interviews of not only Spike, but many of the important ponies in his life, and the issue had to be reprinted twice in the coming week due to its popularity.

At first, it seemed pretty cool, mares started looking at him in a whole new light as a well-connected, well off, courteous, and not at all bad looking young drake. It did get a bit odd as some mares he’d known for years seemed to give him the bedroom eyes (he sincerely hoped that wasn’t what Granny Smith was doing when she said she needed new glasses), but all in all it was a start to a great new chapter in his life.

A short chapter, as a whole new problem popped up in Spikes life, something he’d never had problems with before: The Law.

One of the stallions Spike had beaten out was the pompous Prince Blueblood, who had paid a beautiful bit to a committee member who later returned the money to cast her vote for Spike. Not really one who was used to not getting what he wanted, the whole situation just set the prince to boiling, and he wasn’t short on help, with a few other “Elite” stallions not liking that Spike apparently made them look bad to their marefriends.

All this led to a few guards dragging Spike out of the library that morning during breakfast with Twilight and their friends and into a court session he was uninformed of and unprepared for because his summons just happened to get ‘lost in the mail’.

Fortunately, Twilight and company followed after him.

While the Princesses couldn’t just dismiss a case without some serious repercussions, Spike was still very much a citizen and was allowed legal counsel of his choosing, as opposed to the shuddering about-ready-to-fall-over-from-anxiety lawyer the "Honorable Judge" Blueblood tried to stick him with. Twilight had even managed to talk her way into a recess, verbally cornering Blueblood into giving them more time to prepare, which a certain baker haggled into a whole two weeks. This left Blueblood looking like he’d sucked down one of Pinkie’s experimental super-concentrated Raspberry-Kiwi Lemon Squares. All of this was more surprising when they returned to the library and Twilight made a rather shocking revelation: She knew absolutely nothing about law.

So now Spike was left on his own in his home while Twilight, with the others' help, went through a crash course on the Equestrian Legal system, all six telling him to let them handle it and not to worry.

“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ve just got enough charges hanging over my head to put me away, or worse.”

And they were all crap anyway. Jaywalking? There weren’t even paved roads in Ponyville.

Loitering and Lollygagging? Really, lollygagging was a crime now?

Disturbing the Peace? Sure, he may get a bit loud at a party, but who doesn’t when Pinkie’s heading things up?

Most of the charges were weak, but some like 'Menacing' could be a problem, even with the weak evidence. He got the feeling that one was just tagged on because he was a dragon.

Spike knew he shouldn’t worry, that he should have faith in his friends to help him, but he didn’t want to just sit around and do nothing while his fate was in the balance. There had to be something he could do. The jury knew he was innocent, heck, he knew pretty much everyone on that jury. Every single…mare…

Wait a minute…

The jury was nothing but mares, even in their predominantly female society, what were the odds?

Actually, Spike thought as he stopped pacing. This could…maybe…

Okay, maybe it was just his pubescent dragon mind, and it may not be… well, it may be immoral, but he could just convince the mares of the jury, the lovely, unattached mares of the jury, and…remind them of how great a guy he was, that he would never hurt anypony, and none of his marefriends had complained before.

Okay, this might work, he just had to remember one thing, above all else…

Twilight must never, EVER find out what he was about to do. If she did, oh man, would there be trouble…

Author's Note

Alright, here this is, the beginning of a collaborative effort between a dozen or so authors, spawned by a comment from KARLOS1234IFY on the story Conquests of a Dragon which was something like this

What mare WOULDN'T want to have sex with Spike?

Can you imagine, if Spike was in court because of a crime?

(Scenario)

Prosecutor John Law: "Spike, did you BANG my witnesses and the mares of the jury to secure a innocent verdict?!"

Spike: " Uhh...I did no such thing."

Mare: "WE LOVE YOU SPIKE!"

Spike: " Shut up, baby! I know it."

So FlimFlamBros. started a collaboration, but got smacked in the face by real life. Then he tagged me in because Life cannot beat that which has no life (Please give me a moment cry a little about my sad life).

Anyway, I got this stuff together, sorta ironed this thing out and we got this thing up and running. Please be prepared for gratuitous amounts of clop featuring Spike with over a dozen mares.