The Starswirled Spell

CHAPTER 1

I woke to the soft sound of nature's finest creations, quite well tempting me to fall back asleep, but I am usually quite occupied with the day anyways, so I might as well get it over with.

I slowly rose from my basket, stretching myself in the most pleasuring manner, and little to my surprise, the satisfaction was too much as my body fell back onto the soft bed sheets.

“Spike! I know you're up!” Rang a voice in the distance.

'Aw come on! I was just getting comfortable!'

But I knew it would be relentless pressure if I were to fall back into my comfort zone anyways.

“Yeah, yeah, I am coming!” I yelled tiredly down the stairs.

I managed to crawl back out of my basket slowly and grudgingly which was probably the most dreadful part of the morning. Upon hitting the cold wooden floor a chill ran through my spine causing me to momentarily shiver uncontrollably.

Upon gaining enough strength with myself I had managed to pace myself down the stairs to see Twilight apprehended with her studies.

“You're studying already?” I asked.

“Oh no!” Twilight responded.

“I'm... just writing for fun!”

“About what?” I asked.

“Uuh... ehrm. You know just random stuff...” Twilight said suspiciously.

“You're subtlety is something you might want to improve on Twilight. Seriously what are you writing about?”

“Oh nothing! Just you know... Personal stuff.”

'Personal stuff... Really? She's a royal princess! What could she possibly have problems with?'

Something about the purple pony was quite different to her standard behavior in the morning, which mainly consisted of nagging me to death, and being quite crabby most of the time. This time she felt more receded, and self conscious.

“Twilight, come on I'm serious! We all know you can't have problems, I mean you are a princess for pete's sake!”

Twilight sighed reluctantly as she closed a bright blue book with a golden-like casing spreading around the cover.

I chuckled to what I saw.

“*Pfffft* I... Is that a diary?” I blurted in hilarity.

“Ugh! For the last time Spike, just because I am a princess it doesn't make me any different from anypony else! Besides the wings of course. And to answer your question, anypony can have problems. You have seen Celestia upset before haven't you?”

“So you admit you are hiding something?” I said curiously.

“What? I a... ugh... never mind.

Anyways, I'll be busy for almost the rest of the day, you... can do whatever you want so long as it doesn't involve breaking things.”

“Really!?” I exclaimed.

I very rarely get breaks from Twilight's constant shenanigans which left me gasping for air, it's these kind of days that make the month.

“Yeah I finally got involved with... let's just say political stuff with the Canterlot government ponies, I just need to fill out some registration paperwork and I we will likely be taking a trip to our hometown!”

“Sounds...  Fun?” I said dryly.

Twilight subsequently rolled her eyes in a comical manner.

“Uuh, Twilight? Why have they not accepted you into the group or whatever before. Because didn't you like save Equestria from eternal darkness, chaos, and just saving Canterlot all together? Not to mention you were Celestia's personal protege.”

“Eehm, yeah! I... am not sure why! Ha ha...” Twilight said conspicuously.

“Whatever Twilight...”

“Actually Spike, it would probably be best if you left the library. I just have the nagging feeling I am going to have to do something needing a lot of focus anyways.”

“Really?” I said excitedly

“Sounds exquisite m'lady!” I giggled.

My body was suddenly enveloped with a lavender covering of glistening light as I got slowly pulled away from my position, leading me up face to face with Twilight.

“But I really mean it this time Spike, I want you to come back guilt free!”

She did have a point, practically every time I went into the village alone and unaccompanied like this I usually had something on my chest I had to disclose by the end of it.

“Seriously Spike.” She continued “Stay out of trouble!”

“Me? Get in trouble? Naaah!” I said gleefully.

“Oh really? Like 2 weeks ago with the outhouse and the chi...”

“You don't have to bring that up Twilight!” I said interrupting her exposition.

“Ok Spike... Now scram you little lizard!” Twilight said playfully, bringing me closer with her wing, embracing me as if I were her own.

Something about that particular hug felt something odd, her grip was tight and warm, something much stronger than my bedsheets could ever deliver. Which also made things a little awkward.

Pushing myself away I managed to brief a few words despite my slight social ineptitude.

“Eegh right, see you later this afternoon mom!”

'And great!' Adding onto the already present uncomfortable scenario.

'Did I really just call her mom?'

I mean she kind of always acted like that towards me, but I really more of acknowledged that as more of a sibling gesture.

Suddenly snapping out of the emotional moment I looked back up to my confused guardian's facial expression.

“Di... Did you just call me mom?” As she uncomfortably pushed me a short distance away from her.

“Uuuh, I... I dunno. Everything felt so... like you wer...”

“It's ok Spike, just... take care of yourself.”

“Yeah... I'll keep that in mind! Anyways see you later Twilight!”

“You too Spike.” Twilight said satisfyingly.

I walked towards the large wooden doors (relative to my size) seeing the cracks in between the frame and the walls having spouts of sunlight breaching them.

Opening the door I saw the glistening town of Ponyville, including the citizens engaging in a plethora activities ranging from grocery shopping to hanging at the local lounge. It surprised me when i heard there are actually countries in other parts of the world, not in Equestria where ponies are actually living unhappily, I just couldn't seem to grasp that.

This really intrigued me seeing everything so perfect where problems were rarely seen and were usually caused by an outside force beyond the towns control. I am quite happy with where I am.

Taking the first few steps was the best part, immediately immersing myself in the natural glory of outdoors, which was something I couldn't have too much now that Twilight has gotten very busy with her... princess things. The grass on the ground brushed against my feet as the birds chirped up in the sky, both eager to meet the newcomer to step into the land of perfection.

After a few moments of engrossment, I began my trek into town.

Taking this time period of free thought, I decided to use that time to analyze Twilight's unusual behavior.

She was in fact hiding something, but I couldn't really identify what it was, but it did have something to do with that book. It was a diary, so maybe something happened to her that I am unaware of? Or maybe she is feeling something differently without a cause?

At least it was nice to know that she is writing in a diary, I still couldn't get over that.

I chuckled at that fond memory and savored the moment as I could, but I decided to refocus on my original task.

Suddenly, a hurdling pain racketed through my body as I was flung off my feet into the grating dirt. The larger rocks scratched my soft underbelly, leaving a trail of marks on both the ground and my scales. Soon after collision I could feel the after-effects of a hard impact traveling it's way through my body with intense amount of stinging and blunt pain.

Extremely dizzy I could hear the faint moans of other ponies who seemed to have smacked me with an unidentified object.

I decided to lay there in prosperous agony and see what the culprits response to their recent bludgeoning was.

After a few moments, activity came to life.

“Oh my gosh! I think we killed Spike!” Rang a high pitched voice.

“He's not dead Sweetie Belle, you can see him breathing.” Said a deeper voice in a country accent, giving me a perspective of who just caused this bounty of unrelenting pain.

“Somepony see if he's still alive!”

“Why are you so worked up? He's obviousl... oh I know why, is it because you have a cr...”

“No! Just see if he's ok!” The same voice said worryingly.

'What does Sweetie Belle have?' I thought.

“I'm not doing it!” Stated a final voice, solidifying my knowledge on the hit-and-run miscreants.

“Yer just chicken!”

“Stop..! Calling me that! Ugh fine I'll do it...”

After a brief moment of silence and some echoing hoofsteps I felt a jabbing pain sporadically poking me in random places, and it got grating really fast.

“Are you dead?” Asked the orange figure standing above me.

I managed to move slightly in a futile attempt to flip myself back up, but I was too weak to do so.

“He's alive!” Gasped Sweetie Belle.

“No! Really?” Retorted Scootaloo.

I slowly began to pick myself up off the ground with great difficulty, and tumbled once or twice in the process. But eventually I managed to stand with enough strength to keep myself that way for a while.

“Hey.” I said.

The three fillies stood awkwardly before me, unable to form a statement to my comment, until Sweetie Belle stepped forward.

“Yeah uhm... sorry for kinda...”

“Smacking me with a steel wagon.” I said angrily.

“Uh, yeah... that...”

There was a sort of awkward silence after that, as each side didn't know what to say to each other, which was kind of funny seeing their confused faces.

It still didn't warrant my full forgiveness, but it was an accident so it didn't bother me too much.

Realizing we were practically just staring at each other, I decided to break the silence.

“So, what were you guys doing with that cart anyways?”

“Oh uhm, we we're jus' gonna bringing supplies to our clubhouse for out next Cutie Mark Crusaders project!”

Looking around for the first time I could see the scattered remains of what once was a cart full of items into a junkyard of random trinkets and mechanisms, which Applebloom began to reorganize.

“And what might that be?” I asked, crossing my arms.

“Hey uhm... why don't you come and see for yourself!” Asked Sweetie Belle.

Thinking for a moment, I hadn't exactly planned anything when I get into Ponyville, so I don't see why not.

“Eeh, sure.” I responded.

“Great! Besides we could use you for something anyways.” Responded Scootaloo.

"Why should I trust you guys, I mean you almost killed me."

"It was an accident! And yeah I'm sorry, but this will be so much more fun!" Stated Scootaloo excitedly.

“I am starting to reconsider my choice...” I said.

“No time, Come on let's go!” Yelled Sweetie Belle, as they Dragged my off into the frightening unknown.