Naked, Afraid, and in the Wild

Chapters

Day 1: Nude Beach
Day 2: Tropical Treats
Day 3: Goddess of Savages (The Treants - Part 1)
Day of Preparation: You Have Reached your Destination

Day 1: Nude Beach

Sandy beaches and a bright blue sky. Is it the worst place to die? Tropical trees and the ocean waves. You don't want that to be your grave.

A very bright light beamed on top of Twilight's eyes, annoying her cornea. She slowly opened them to be met with a bright light, forcing her to squint. The unicorn tried her best to sit up, using her hand to block out the sun. Bringing it up, material what seemed to be like sand crumpled away to the ground. Twilight blinked a couple times to see the after-image of the sun and couldn't rub her eyes due to the sand that covered her. With the air humid and moist, and the heat boiling her body, Twilight took a deep breath and tried to comprehend what happened.

"Okay, Twilight," she thought to herself, standing straight up. The dry sand tumbled down on the beach as the ocean waves nearby gently swooped in. The majestic noise echoed back as the waves brought in the unlucky particles caught in its run. Tropical trees deep inland rustled and moved back and forth.

"I need to find Spike..." Twilight thought, looking around her.

What she saw in the sand next to her was a very familiar purple figure. It was Spike, his green spikes on the back of his purple head shooting straight up into the air. His face in the sand, Twilight ran over to his side and propped him up.

"Spike, are you okay?" Twilight exclaimed, lightly patting his face with her wet sandy palm.

"Oh, is that you, Rarity?" Spike mumbled, "You really smell nice," he said, his nose catching Twilight's scent.

Twilight gasped in relief and was glad that the drake was fine. She could feel her heart beat at an accelerated pace as worry caught in her mind.

"Spike, wake up," Twilight said, lightly shaking him, "I need you to be up."

The dragon's lips went up and down as an inaudible whisper escaped them.

"C'mon, wake up!!" Twilight said, standing up.

The sand between her hooves only gave her a small grip as she grabbed Spike's arm and pulled it up. But his weight was too heavy for her. She grunted and pulled the drake, but she just couldn't do it. Out breath and sweating, the sun began to slowly fry her fluffy purple coat and Spike's hard green scales.

As she continued to pull Spike towards the vegetation far from the water, her muscles were aching and couldn't heave any farther. She was really out of breath as the boiling sun took moisture away from her.

"Why did you become fat, Spike?" Twilight said out loud, flat on her butt as she took in oxygen.

"F-Fat?" Spike's voice said in deep worry, "N-No, Rarity, you're not fat!! You're not, stop talking like that!!"

Twilight had a very confused look and stared at the cowering dragon by her hooves.

"Uh-huh..." Twilight said, looking at him.

Catching her breath, she attempted to try to move Spike again.

"Alright, you!" Twilight said, getting on her knees.

Rolling Spike onto his side, she grunted and wheezed. Rolling like a roll, Spike's face was caught in the sand every time for each rotation. His mouth took in sand by a mouthful as Twilight placed a lot of elbow grease into her work. After a blistering few minutes, a tall palm tree gave Twilight luxury shade. The leaves of the tree left a large shadow, covering Spike's head. His mouth full of sand, Twilight attempted to place him in the recovery position. Twilight concentrated her mind on her horn, but a shockwave of pain overtook her body. She felt her legs give way as the pain slowly hit hard to her nervous system.

"O-Ow!!" Twilight grimaced in pain, smacking headfirst into the sand, her ass up in the air.

She felt immobilized for a few seconds before her body quickly recovered. A quick jolt of pain quickly left her before Twilight placed her hands on the ground. Slowly lifting herself up, she wiped the dry sand away from her mouth and the corner of her lips.

"What's wrong with my horn?" Twilight asked herself, the tip of her fingers lightly grasping her horn.

She hacked and spat out the extra sand she had not wiped away. Twilight puffed her cheek in annoyance to see no use in magic and looked at Spike. Without magic, Twilight used gravity and physics. Spike's left claw was placed underneath his head as momentum in his legs relaxed them.

Placing his legs comfortably, Twilight heard a gurgle and looked towards Spike. His mouth was full of wet sand, dripping bit by bit out of his mouth. Twilight's ears perked as she realized that the sound wasn't coming from Spike. It was coming from behind her.

She slowly turned her head to see a small creature no bigger than a fist. Green in color, it was a bright contrast compared to the silky sand. Bright green like emeralds, metallic green served as its eyes. They were focused on Twilight, who was kneeling next to Spike. It was gurgling, dripping brown saliva from its mouth. It continued to gurgle as tentacles sprouted from the back. The eyes bored at Twilight's as the unicorn tried to comprehend what she saw.

"Uh, hi!!" Twilight managed to say and waved towards the green creature.

The small green creature stopped its gurgling and coughed. Looking at Twilight, it seemed to see her as no threat and immediately set out to the water. Leaving many prints in the hot sand, what followed it were the same creatures, but only the size of a grape. More than ten of them followed out, leaving infinite numbers of tracks in the sand.

Twilight was surprised at first, but her eyes relaxed.

"Aw, that's sweet," Twilight whispered, looking at the bigger creature.

She guessed it as if she was the mother. A small smile crept onto her face as the little ones chirped with brown saliva from their mouths. Their tiny feet caught up the scalding sand. Trotting behind the mother as if they were like ducks, Twilight observed their manner as they entered the salty wet water.

"This isn't an animal that lives in Equestria..." Twilight thought, looking over to see the green round creatures paddle in the water. Their eyes of different hue went into joy as the mother watched them protectively. She looked over to Twilight time to time, but the pattern of each interval died down. The mother now knew that Twilight was not a threat.

"This island..." Twilight whispered, looking into the jungle, "I wonder what's in it..."

All the things she studied suddenly melted from her mind. But new discoveries were ready to be made. With a face of determination, she could imagine all the things she could find with the knowledge she had. She could-

*GURKLE*

A large gurgle suddenly interrupted Twilight's train of thought. She looked down at Spike to see one the green grape-sized creatures on his chest. The green thing chirped and drooled, letting the brown spit lather on the bellow of the dragon. His scales was soon smothered in the thick liquid as Twilight's attention was on the creature. Spike limped over from his recovery position, giving a stable foundation.

"Hey there, little guy," Twilight whispered softly, not wanting to frighten the creature, I'm Twilight," she said, her face coming in close.

The emerald ball slurped and looked towards the purple unicorn, lathering itself in its own saliva. The tongue was hanging out freely, panting hard like a dog. Twilight tilted her head to the side. The mysterious new creature got up on its many legs and mirrored Twilight. The tongue suddenly disappeared into its mouth. The body was at an angle, the soft green eyes staring into Twilight's purple ones. Twilight puckered her lips to see if there would be a reaction.

A small hole appeared where the mouth would be. Slits what could be the lips went out, copying Twilight's moves. Twilight then bent many angles of her lips. Going left and right, the creature did the exact same thing in unison. Sticking her tongue out after a few gestures, the creature did the same. A long dark green tongue spewed brown thick spit, leaving Twilight satisfied.

"This is amazing... Twilight thought, watching the green animal roll on Spike's chest, "But what to call it?"

Twilight found herself to stare at the energetic ball of green mass, looking at it wallow again in its mouth liquid.

"I shall name them Grennulls!" Twilight suddenly exclaimed, surprising the small thing.

The grape-sized Grennull shrieked a little before plunging headfirst into its own saliva. The high-pitched sound popped Twilight's eardrums, making Spike's pop out as well.

"GAHH!!" Spike yelled out, snapping awake. His mouth still full of sand, he began to cough violently.

His closed eyes bursted open, trying to find out where the noise came from. His throat and mouth dry and unable to mutter a word, his eyes went onto Twilight. She was huddled on the ground, her hands on her ears. His raspy cracked tongue tried to make a sound, but nothing came out.

"Krrrrrrooooooooo!!" a voice called from his oddly wet chest.

"Huh?" Spike thought, looking down. His neck struggled to bend when a shiny green hue flashed at his face.

The slobbering Grennull started to whine and roll, Spike's eyes quickly widening.

"AHHHHH!!!!" Spike yelled at the top of his lings, the sand from his throat expelling at amazing speed.

Bits of wet brown sand from his mouth piled up near the Grennull, who was taking a bombardment of Spike's mouth material. Covered in the wet silt, the Grennull blinked a few times and looked up at Spike.

"AIEE!!!" the Grennull screamed, spewing brown stuff from its mouth of its own. Spike felt his eardrums rattle to the high pitched sound and groaned in pain. His head shook into multiple waves of frequencies, making Spike grunt intensely. The Grennull saliva projected all over Spike, in retaliation of his sand attack.

The shrilling voice went into a large radius, leaving the drake unable to move by the sheer sound at point blank range. His claws covered his ears, but that didn't help at all. It all stopped when the Grennull was suddenly hit. A purple hoof slammed right to the creature, sending it towards the water.

*THWACK*

"AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEIEEEEEEEEEEEE..."

*SPLUNK*

With massive velocity, the Grennull made a cracking sound, penetrating the layer of the salty sea water. A large splash in the ocean water erupted, leaving a foamy grave on the surface.

"Ow..." Twilight groaned, brushing her ears with her sandy hands, "That really hurt..."

"Twilight!!" Spike exclaimed, tackling her to the ground with a hug.

The purple unicorn turned to see a dragon much bigger than her, heading right towards her. With a loud grunt, Spike collided hard into Twilight, his large arms embracing her into a tight hug.

"What happened?!" Spike exclaimed, Twilight's face being crushed on the green dragon's shoulder, "I can't remember anything, Twilight!!"

"S-S-Spike..." Twilight choked, trying to get room to breathe, "Let go of me..."

"And then I woke up to this weird thing crawling all over me!!" Spike said, his voice clearly in panic. The cries of pain and anguish from Twilight was muffled by Spike's thick scales as he mumbled on. "What was that thing?!"

A large grunt from Twilight was a reply to Spike's question, who was oblivious and had fear written all over his face.

"What?" Spike asked, not able to hear her, "What did you say?" he asked, his mouth close to her ears.

"You're crushing me to death," Twilight barely said, pushing herself away from the dragon. His brute strength in a simple hug alone got the unicorn in an uncomfortable spot.

"Hmm?" Spike asked, looking at what he was doing. Face to face with Twilight, the dragon could see Twilight suffering right in his arms. "Whoa, sorry Twilight!" he said, loosening his grip. This gave Twilight a chance to breath as the precious oxygen entered her lungs. With her arms around Spike, he could feel the heat come off the mare and sat back. A breeze rolled in towards the dragon and mare. The wind cooled them down by the slightest degree, and the ocean's waves nearby was crashing in and out onto the shores of the sandy beach.

As Twilight finally caught her breath, she looked up at Spike.

"Well, I'm glad you're fine, Spike," she said, sighing in relief. Twilight let herself relax on Spike's strong shoulders and cuddled his arm. "I was really worried for you," she said.

"I was worried for you too Twilight," Spike said, smiling down at the smaller mare. Twilight smiled back and was about to say something but felt something strange between her legs.

"Huh?" she asked out loud, looking down to see what it was. She couldn't see anything, her own thighs and along with Spike's covered the area. Twilight looked up at Spike's face to see it very red. The mare realized what it was and slowly had the same color on her face.

Spike was looking away as he coughed up a statement.

"Uh, Twi-Twilight?"

"Ye-yeah?"

"Yo-you should cover up your chest," Spike said, his neck turned towards the side, "I think it would be for the best to..." his voice trailed off into a mutter, a very bright crimson upon his face.

Twilight looked down to see her exposed breasts that was once before against Spike's chest. His smooth scale plating grazed the tip of her nipples, sending a sensation of pleasure throughout her body. Her nerves were fired up, slightly turning her on. She quickly got off of Spike and turned around, using her arms and hands to shield her exposed body.

Spike did the same, hiding his arousement and face of shame by simply not looking at each other. The unicorn and dragon sat not far away from each other, but looked in the opposite direction to not see each other's nude body.

Only the waves crashing onto the sand and the intense rays of the sun pecked into the coat and scales of the duo. The sun above them was blocked off by a cloud, dropping the temperature a bit for the time being. Twilight's clothes stripped and lost, her books and cargo were gone too. Spike's clothes were ripped and shredded to nothing and as well as everything they brought for the trip, three things rung a bell. Twilight and Spike sat naked. And they were very afraid of that. And to make things worse, they were right in the wild.

Minutes later...

Twilight continued to sit exactly in the opposite direction of Spike, feeling her face flush red as each second passed. What the mare couldn't believe was that she was having these thoughts - especially about Spike.

She shuddered a bit, but felt a bit ashamed afterwards, concluding it with a sigh. He was just like a little brother to her. But with time taking its place, a little dragon like Spike grew into a much physically mature drake with very attractive features. She sighed again in of pleasure and frustration, bringing her head into her chest.

"Why am I thinking of this?!" Twilight exclaimed in her mind, shaking her whole body side to side.

"Hey Twilight," Spike's voice said softly, breaking her train of thought.

She blinked in surprise and reacted by covering her body up, knowing that she was nude.

"Y-Yeah, what is it?" Twilight asked, feeling her nipples hard against her furry arm. She sat a little uncomfortably as Spike spoke up.

"We-Well, with the t-time I had..." he started out, choosing his words cautiously. "Well, I just made something that'll cover you up..."

Out of the corners of her eyes, Twilight saw what looked like to be a piece of vine. With her hand out, she felt the detail of leaves on her fingers. She grasped it and her fingers felt that they were somehow stuck together. A bra made out of leaves were now in Twilight's hands as Spike continued on.

"I also managed to make different one for someplace else," Spike said, clearly uncomfortable with what he was saying, "I know it isn't much, but it works."

Twilight saw what was now in her hands. A panty made of leaves and a pair of bras, she heard Spike quickly shuffle away.

"I-I hope it fits..." Twilight thought, walking towards the water to get the dry sand off of her body.

"By the gods, why... Why?!" Spike screamed inside of his mind. With his head in his claws, he began to fume and pout as a censored image of Twilight winked at him.

"Uurrr!!" Spike silently screamed, his eyes bulging out of his head, "C'mon Spike, she's like a sister, she is a sister!!"

He jumped up on his feet, jumping up and down. He took a series of rapid breaths as his family jewels bounced beneath his leafy loincloth. Pacing back and forth underneath the shade, his mind could only think of Twilight. But after a small tantrum, finally calmed down. His feet in the moderate cooled sand, he relaxed his body. His lungs exhaling carbon dioxide, he did the same by letting his mind empty out the thoughts.

"Ah, much better," he said, a mellow smile climbing onto his face, "I'm invincible, and I know it!!"

"Uh, Spike? Are you there?" Twilight's voice nervously asked out of the blue.

"I'm here, Twilight," Spike called out, walking towards her voice, "I was just-"

He stopped in his tracks and looked at Twilight to see the leaf panties and bras tightened at her figure. Her miraculous waist was barely covered up, with her arms covering her chest.

"Hey, am I least covered up?" Twilight asked, feeling exposed as if she was wearing nothing at all. Her shy red face looked adorable, barely looking to Spike's eyes.

"You look fine, Twilight," Spike said, feeling his heartbeat increase as he felt his eyes look up and down her.

Twilight sighed in relief.

"I'm glad I am!" she said, dropping her arms.

Her enormous knockers were barely kept covered by the bra. The tip of her nipples made a shape on the thin leaf, catching Spike's eyes. He looked around, his neck going side to side, but his eyes focused on her chest.

"So..." Twilight said, looking around as well.

"Yeah..."

"Spike, do you know where we are?"

"I know much as you do, Twilight," Spike replied, shrugging his shoulders. He soon got used to Twilight's holy parts and just looked at them whenever he pleased.

"That's true," Twilight said, her eyes glimpsing at the pleasant lump in Spike's loincloth, she looked up at his eyes and sighed. "Do you even remember what happened?"

Spike blinked a couple of times and rubbed the back of his head with his claws.

"No, not really."

"Same here," Twilight replied, "All I can remember was-"

Twilight stopped herself, biting her bottom lip with a finger up.

"Remember what?"

"The carriage..." Twilight said, remembering all the freezing wind and havoc when it gave out.

A breeze rolled in, blowing through her mane. The salty taste of the ocean added the humidity to the air. With cooled sand beneath their hooves and claws, a sudden roar from the sea interrupted them.

A monstrous green face with angry eyes fueled with anger screeched. Larger than a giant house, the green creature looked evilly at Twilight and snarled. The large fugly green ball of sheer atrociousness bared its teeth, the water around it sloshing back and forth.

"Damn, what is that thing?!" Spike exclaimed, brown saliva dripping by hogheads upon hogheads from the emerald monster's mouth.

"CREAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" the thing roared, tentacles exploding from the back.

"Th-That is a Grennull..." Twilight said weakly, a thundering cry of rage snorting from the creature she discovered.

The Grennull roared again before Spike grabbed Twilight's hand.

"Don't just stand there, run!!" Spike yelled, bolting into a fast sprint.

A large green tentacle slammed down on the place where Twilight last would've been if Spike didn't pull her back. A large slam of the appendage gave a sandy shock wave of sand as Spike and Twilight ran into the tropical forest. The blast gave them an extra push as a shrilling screech filled the air. The Grennull's many legs thundered the forest floor, pumping adrenaline into Twilight's and Spike's body.

"CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The locked moisture intensified on their coat and scales, leaving them gasp for air. Their legs went fast as they could, blurs of the moss covered trees and other plants that made up the dense forest. Fallen debris such as trunks and thick sludge were on obstacle and were narrowly avoided. A large trunk hanging overhead in which Spike ducked his head. Twilight copied Spike's moves and did the same, dodging the hazard to escape.

With her heart pumping from the fear and energy from adrenaline, the thrashing of the forest behind them quickly followed. Crunch and snap of trees along with the liquid sludge treading through, the Grennull was keen on getting Twilight. Spike was breathing hard and felt his muscles burning as the sheer sticky air kept the sweat from cooling.

The Grennull shrieked again, using its sharp teeth to demolish anything in its path. Large looming trees were shredded to pulp of the gnashing monstrosities.

"Ah!!" Twilight suddenly screamed, her hoof getting hooked by a hooking tree trunk.

Spike's claws slipped through her fingers, making him fly vertical up into the air due to the momentum. Twilight's face landed face first on the ground and began to gasp for breath. Her chest all muddy, her diaphragm was suffering from the sudden fall. The caked up dirt on her face and body left her gasping and coughing as the vibrating ground from the Grunnull left her to panic.

Spike hit hard on the ground and was groaning in pain, trying to get up. He managed to get onto his knees and could see Twilight reaching her arm out towards him.

"S-Spike!!" Twilight yelled out, her flailing hand covered in mud pleading for help.

The obliteration of trees was seen. Bushes, dirt, and the thick bark was flying everywhere when sharp white teeth sliced through the clearing.

"Twilight!!" Spike yelled out to her, his clawed feet snapping twigs and the forest floor, "Hold on, I'm coming!!"

He sprinted and slid to Twilight's side to see her hoof locked in the trunk. Her entire hoof dug into the hard mud as her leg was stuck on the thick wood. She couldn't budge it out.

"I think I broke something!" Twilight exclaimed as the Grennull that was charging at them went head on.

It snorted as its dark green eyes locked onto Twilight. With a snarl, the many feet scrambled towards her.

Spike's claws wiggled the trunk back and forth, but that didn't work. He then tried to lift it up and that didn't work either.

"C'mon!!" Spike said, gritting his teeth, "C'mon!!"

The Grennull was closing in on them fast, ready to ram and kill the two foolish creatures. It roared a battle cry again, drooling brown thick spit.

Spike's clawed hand turned into a fist, ready to punch the tree. He them brought it down and shattered the thick wooden trunk. Splinters of it went everywhere, shattering the whole trunk. The loud crack was drowned out by the rampaging Grennull. Twilight looked at Spike dumbfounded by his strength, but he didn't notice it and brought Twilight up to his arms. A few milliseconds later, a tentacle wiped out the entire tree and the Grennull's large mass trampled it.

Twilight hugged herself to Spike as the dragon was running for his life. His sweat squeezing through his pores, his heightened senses made him take a sharp turn. Sliding down a hill, Twilight closed her eyes and braced the force. The drake grunted, feeling the weight of Twilight and himself press up against him. Sliding down from the hill, he jumped and continued on running, making sure that Twilight's injured hoof wasn't hit.

The Grennull then snorted a bit and the destruction ceased, but it resumed quickly when Spike jumped in a large empty trunk. Dark, moist, and very damp, Spike went deep into it much as possible. His scales scraping the damp wood, Twilight scrunched into a little ball. Their hearts were beating hard, hearing the Grennull's roar of anger. A large stomp of its body turning over everything was sent down through the wooden tube. Twilight felt herself shake and almost scream, but Spike's body and his touch calmed her down. Hidden from the outside, Spike hugged Twilight close to him as she did the same.

"KRAAAAAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

The Grennull's scream of frustration ended the chase. The Grennull suddenly stormed and headed to a direction into the forest. Its many legs pitter pattered across the forest floor, giving Spike and Twilight finally a chance to breath. They both sighed in relief, happy knowing that they both survived.

"Twilight, are you alright?" Spike asked.

Spike was replied with a warm hug from Twilight, but he could feel something hot and wet in his chest.

"Twi-"

He stopped with a gulp to see Twilight crying into his muddy chest. Her beautiful purple eyes full of tears looked up at him, feeling his face with a hint of red.

"I-It was so scary, Spike!!" Twilight exclaimed, her arms in a vicegrip to Spike's body.

"I-I was too, Twilight," Spike said, wrapping his arms around her comfortably. He made sure he didn't hug too tight as the unicorn cried her eyes out.

"Thank you for coming for me," Twilight said softly, "Really... "

"You know how much I care about you," he said, lifting Twilight's head and looking in her eyes.

"But I always hit you!!" Twilight exclaimed, "I-"

"It's okay, Twilight," Spike whispered, warmly hugging her, "Besides, it was my fault I wasn't paying attention."

Twilight found herself unable to say anything as the dragon continued on.

"Is your ankle okay?" Spike asked, pointing towards the unicorn's hoof.

"I hope so." Twilight said, looking down at it, "I just can't move it."

"Here, let me check it," Spike said, gently sliding Twilight off of himself.

The purple dragon gently grasped Twilight's dirty hoof, not wanting to hurt her. He took two of his fingers and gently squeezed the joint of the hoof and ankle.

"Uh, ow, ow!" Twilight grimaced, biting her lip.

She jerked her knees up in reaction, making Spike face-plant into the hollow tree trunk.

*BONK*

"Owie!"

"Spike," Twilight said in a very worried tone, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I am," Spike smiled, wiping the moss away from his eyes, "I'm fine."

"Come here."

"What?"

"Come here," Twilight repeated.

Spike leaned forward, Twilight's soft and dirty hands grabbing it. Her caring eyes looked over his face, wiping away the excess dirt away.

"All your injuries are gone..." she whispered.

"What injuries?"

"You know, your cuts and bruises," Twilight explained, looking at Spike's cheek.

"Well, I don't remember," he said, lifting his clawed hand to Twilight's face, "But you should worry more about yourself."

"Spike!-"

"Tut-tut, Twilight!!" Spike said, wagging a claw, "I'm going to step outside and get something for us-"

"GRRRRAAAAAAOOOOOUUUU!!!"

"On second thought, let's stay in here tonight."

"Yeah, I agree, Spike."

"Are you cold, Twilight?"

"...Yeah..."

"Want to use each other's... body heat?" Spike suggested, the inside of the trunk now pitch black.

A small smile appeared on Twilight's face, having a very flirtatious tone.

"Sure, that'll be very nice..."

"Eh?"

Author's Note

It's very late here. As in very late. It's late. Mother of Celestia, I'm a bit exhausted. It's 4:37am (in the morning). :yay:

Well my friends, I tried my best to finish this chapter as quick as I could! :heart: I want to keep this balanced in story and hot hot hot clop. If you're wondering all about the Spike abuse and purple prose and other bullshit, I'll tell you why here.

Deep in the comments, I have replied to why as in why it is. In the comment, I have said this is heavily based on hentai. And it is. Hentai is anime porn if you do not know what it is. With ecchi (perverted) material such as face to genitalia contact, unexpected impossible situations, and there we go. Hentai has its ring of purple prose, situations and abuse.

With the Spike abuse, I am sorry about that. With the hentai I've watched, there's been a lot of hitting. The hot babe always hits the lucky bastard and gets sex in the end. And Spike will get lucky in this. That's a promise. I'll be a snarking asshole tickling your dick in this story if Spike didn't get laid. Also, this isn't one of my normal stories, it's basically one of my experimental ones. And you guys really seem to like it!

Thank you guys so much for opinions, constructive criticism, and feedback on this story!! That's the beauty of writing. Wanting to improve your skill so you can write better material in the future! :pinkiesmile: Things will be very good in this! :yay:

I promise you that my dear readers! :moustache:

Day 2: Tropical Treats

A dangerous forest with unknown things. In this forest, only survival sings. Dire trees with abnormal beings, many of them are not worth seeing. Creatures of many sizes roam the trees, stumble to the wrong one, your life will pay the fee. Run, hide, or fight, that's the way to live here. The only thing to fuel on here is fear.

The muffled sounds of the forest muscled into Spike's ears, as the branches blowing in the wind and the chittering of animals made him open his eyes. His eyes slowly opened, surprised of how he got a good sleep despite where he was sleeping. Spike rubbed his head and heard calls of animals in the long distance. After waiting for a few seconds, they were gone from his vicinity, as the sounds slowly died down. He sighed in relief. There were so many things this forest could hold. He looked down to see Twilight still sleeping and smiled. She looked really cute with her bottom lip a little out. With her head against his chest, she slept soundly as a gust gently shook the tree trunk. Little natural light came into the dark moist trunk, making it very dim. Spike blinked his eyes a few times to clear his vision and softly laid Twilight down by turning his body. He was careful not to touch her injury and slid his way out. His scales scrapped the bottom and used his claws to quicken his movement.

Sliding out from the camouflaged trunk, Spike looked out to see the most beautiful forest he ever laid his eyes on. Tall and gigantic peaceful trees rooted themselves onto the forest ground. Their bright green leaves touched the heavens, hanging thick vines down for the passerby below. Spike never saw a tree so monstrous, yet so majestic before. All the trees he thought back in Equestria were tiny by comparison. The wooden plant before him would take a dozen or more of the library. It would take more than a few seconds to even circle around the tree. Lush plants full of color were blooming, catching the early morning dew in their luscious pedals. Full of other emerald green plants, other bright colors captured his eyes and looked around him. What seemed to be the waterfall was making the wonderful noise. Spike could hear each drop plop onto the rocks below with each mighty crash. His eyes straight up, the sky above was almost blocked out by the sheer mass of the trees' major colonies. He sighed before a ghastly voice whispered.

"You, strange creature, come before me. I have something you may want to see."

"Huh?" Spike asked himself, hearing the voice, "Who's there?"

"Nothing much, little dear lizard, as the last living thing I saw was a gizzard."

"A gizzard?" Spike asked, scratching his head, "Isn't that a-"

"Creature of scales, vibrant being?" the voice interrupted, "I am really worth seeing."

"No, I'm good," Spike whispered, scanning his vicinity for any animals."I'm fine myself."

"Foolish serpent, listen to these words!" the voice said, sense of heightened pride merged with his words, "I am the Alpha and the Omega you turd!!"

“Yeah, real mature, oh Great One,” Spike said sarcastically, eyeing a weird colorful bug crawling on a blue flower’s petals.

The bug was red of color and looked like a retarded beet hyped up on steroids. Wider than it was long, the antennas on its head moved frequently. A series of green stripes on its abdomen connected to the thorax. The head of the exotic mysterious thing was packed with a dozen eyes.

The voice seemed to not acknowledge Spike’s sarcasm and thought of it as a compliment.

“Ah, lizard, you shall be rewarded,” the voice piped up, “You shall eat until you’re bloated!!”

“Dragon,” Spike said, walking close to the red bug, “I’m a dragon.”

His feet shuffled on the moist forest ground and headed towards the gigantic blue flower. The red bug was the size of Spike’s forearm and didn’t react to his approach. Spike kept his distance away and squatted.

“Eat! Come over here, come!!” the voice said proudly, “Mine will be done!”

The red bug buzzed, letting skeletal wings from its juicy body stretch out. Spike looked at it with wonder and leaned a little closer.

“That’s cool…” he whispered to himself, watching the bug’s eyes blink.

It chittered before it leap from the blue flower onto the bark of a tree. Spike gasped in amazement to see the odd bug scramble up the mile high tree.

“My powers are amazing you fool,” the voice interjected, annoying Spike a little bit more, “Now prepare thyself, fool!”

“I’m scared…” Spike said, putting his claws up and widening his eyes in ‘fear’, “I’ll do anything you say, beautiful one!!”

“Y-You think I’m beautiful?” the voice gasped, seeming to take the ‘compliment’ at heart.

“Yeah, mmhmm,” Spike said, wiping his claws clear of dirt, “I actually talked to a few trees before.”

“I am a rare living entity! I am also your remedy!” the voice went on.

“Zecora pulled my leg with her magic…” Spike muttered to himself, ”Made trees talk…”

“That’s what I am, Spike the dragon... What else can I say?” the voice said darkly, the cheer from previous now gone “Now, I hope you enjoy your stay...”

A gigantic tree the size of twelve stories shifted, showing eyes embedded in the mossy trunk. Brown eyes held mystery and power, zeroing in on the drake. Vines erupted from the ground, trapping Spike from escape. The earth rumbled, raising the thick vines into a dome shape. The movement of a giant arm from the gargantuan thing controlled the plants. The vines held a very thorny texture, making Spike aware of its danger.

“What are you?” Spike asked, feeling his body heightened with adrenaline. He was ready to run or fight the living tree. His heart thumped more, making him shake a little. His breath became shallow as the tree spoke.

“Your nightmare,” the tree croaked, it’s voice ancient as the stars, “And my next meal,” he said, his other arm slowly raising up next to him.

Twilight slept soundly in the tree until a loud crack nearby jolted her awake. She screamed in surprise, feeling the entire trunk split open. Light peeked in on her face, showing that fear claimed her face. A giant tree exploded in growth next to her, frightening her what was happening.

“Hey, you don’t want to eat me!!” Spike’s voice said faraway, “I’m not tasty at all!”

“We do not have taste buds for things like you,” an ancient voice rasped, making Twilight get on her hooves. Her bad ankle was still messed up, but that didn’t stop her from finding out what was happening.

“But even though without that,” Spike’s voice said again, making Twilight climb the newly sprouted tree, “you might choke on the scales!!”

“Energy right there,” the voice spoke, “In here, anything will do.”

Spike bit his lip, looking over to the location where Twilight was sleeping. He needed her out of there as quick as possible. He looked nervously at the tree’s eyes, looking into the age and dangerous wonder of it.

“Uh, what’s your name?” Spike asked, hearing the sharp vines around him twist and turn closer.

“Name? It is forgotten, long and gone…”

“Barkswood! How about that?” Spike said, wanting to carry on the conversation further on.

“Barkswood?” the tree repeated, creaking his giant head in curiousity, “I like that.”

Spike chuckled, “Yeah, the name’s Scales!!” he lied, putting on a grin.

“Scales?” Barkswood asked, raising his gigantic wooden eyebrow.

He smiled on, “Well, kind of.”

“I know your name is Spike, Spike the dragon,” Barkswood croaked, “I know many things. Many things beyond your wildest imagination.”

Twilight slowly scaled the tree, convenient branches helping her to get to the top. Ginormous vines nearby canceled out much of Spike’s voice. Her heart pounded, feeling creaking and groans of wood move around. The moist air made the air heavy and almost unbearable, but nonetheless, the safety of Spike was much more important than comfort.

“And with that knowledge, aren’t you going to have fun with me?” Spike asked, putting his arms out as if he was challenging the tree, “C’mon, give me your best shot!!”

“Ah, it has been a while indeed…” Barkswood said, rubbing his giant chin with his giant finger.

Twilight finally reached a part of the tree where she could be hidden from sight. Hugging it, her eyes stared at the old tree, alive and moving like a creature. The unicorn was a bit taken aback, looking at the monstrous moving tree with awe. But with the things she witnessed, Twilight looked cautiously at the vines. All she could do was wait and hope for a miracle to happen.

“C’mon, make my death long and painful!!” Spike said, thumping his chest to Barkswood, “Bring it!”

The tree’s and Twilight’s eyes widened, one with surprise and the other with complete fear. A smile formed on Barkswood’s face, while Twilight was just terrified.

“I do admire your courage and bravery to fight something like me, dragon,” Barkswood said, raising both arms at the top of the dome, “And I promise you, it shall be long and painful..”

Spike gulped, feeling as if his heart was going to give out. But even with Death staring at his face, he kept his composure and crept low. He was ready to fight for his life..

“Bring it!” he said, putting on a sly grin.

“Full of life as you can see…” Barkswood chanted, moving his hands in a waved motion, “I shall give more life to thee!”

Green energy balls formed at Barkswood’s palms, tiny compared to him. About the size of Spike’s fist, a huge number of them slowly fell to the ground around the dragon. They were like tiny sprites, almost transparent. From the center of each light held a network, going in a full 360-degrees. Like a leaf, it gently glided to the earth. The light began to go underneath the dirt and plants, almost as if it was digging.

“What are these?” Spike asked, watching countless other sprite lights fall down like rain. The green energy bubbles illuminated great amount of light.

“The breath of life, dragon,” Barkswood whispered, “It’s a beautiful thing.”

All the light submerged into the ground, making Spike wonder what had happened. He looked around in confusion and finally asked a question to Barkswood.

“Aren’t you going to kill me?” Spike asked as Barkswood crept a smile.

“I won’t, but they will,” he whispered as a wooden hand was given birth to from the earth.

A hand much bigger than Spike’s erupted from the ground, followed by another one. Claws were the brown fingers, showing the grain of wood. A hollow face emerged afterwards the hands, pushing itself out of the ground. Green eyes from the face stared at Spike. The eyes were full of energy and slowly moved towards the dragon, who was getting outnumbered by more of the living trees. More than ten of the things creaked and groaned, no words coming out of their mouths.

“These are my children,” Barkswood said, more of the trees given life from the earth, “They are my precious Treants, and they will kill you, dragon.”

Barkswood’s children moaned, getting closer to Spike with each step. Taller than him and built thickly in wood, the children’s goal was only one thing: Kill the dragon. Their hollow faces were of a small block, filled with newly green eyes of life. Thick shoulders and sharp fingers were shown they were born just to kill.

“Have fun, my new children!!” Barkswood exclaimed, watching intently as they began to fully circle Spike, “Make his death long and painful!!”

All the Treants groaned in response and looked down at Spike. A sudden wooden clawed hand scratched towards him, making Spike jump away from the attack. The drake crept low as the Treants swung it for an attack.

“You guys asked for it!” Spike roared in a battle cry, his fist made contact with a Treant, who was in a follow-through stance. The dragon’s fist crushed the Treant’s face into pulp, making the heavy body fly across the dome. Knocking down its brothers and sisters, the other Treants rushed him.

One of them groaned, grabbing Spike’s leg. It’s hard fingers gripped hard, making a mark on his scales. Spike grimaced in pain and used his strength to lift the Treant up. Charging up his hit, Spike used the Treant grabbing onto his leg as a weapon. A large row of the tree people smashed in many pieces. Orbs of light escaped the battlefield into the air, entering Barkswood. He took a deep breath, making the orbs enter his nostrils.

More Treants were spawning in faster than Spike could destroy them. A vast number of them charged on all sides, forcing Spike to handle all of them. The dragon was breathing heavily, feeling scratches against his scaled armor from the Treants. Beginning to rotate, his spines sharpened, offering as protection. Some Treants were partially impaled, but they felt no pain. Their hands groped towards Spike, wanting to break anything on him. Spike was lucky his scales were tough, now a whole bunch of black scratches were edging away at the armor. Using his forearm, Spike grunted, sending a huge section of the Treants into the air. Some of them smashed high in the trees while others plummeted towards Barkswood. He quickly raised his hand up as pieces of his children landed on his giant palm. Green orbs from the pieces lifted up into his face. He took a deep breath as the orbs from above slowly came down.

“At this rate…” Twilight thought, looking at Barkswood and at the Treants, “Spike will never win…” Twilight bit her lip as she saw Spike put a fist into a Treant’s face. With the momentum, he put a kick, knocking an arm off of a Treant behind him.

Twilight touched her horn, hopefully it was fine. There wasn’t a mirror she could see into to check on the status of her horn. She could feel herself shake as she slowly climbed the tree. Beads of sweat was pouring out of her forehead, ready to take on the ancient tree and his Treants. Twilight positioned herself and sat at the top of the tree, but crept low. Below, Spike was running out of breath as waves upon waves of the tree people came upon him. The unicorn closed her eyes, hopefully that pain won’t take over her body. A small bead of violet magic at the tip of her horn grew, alerting Barkswood. His giant head shifted towards the bright light on his right. His eyes widened as the Treants stopped what they were doing. Spike was confused himself until he turned towards the bright purple light.

Barkswood’s eyes were in complete fear, watching the light grew brighter by each passing second. He cowered, the Treants below doing the same.

“Twilight!!” Spike yelled, carving a path towards her, “Keep doing that, I’m coming for you!!”

He smashed his way towards her, decapitating Treants and kicking them to the side.

Twilight concentrated all her strength and power on her horn. Spike’s and her life depended on it. But a sudden crack of her horn sent her leaning forwards. All her weight went to her head, where she started to fall. The small orb on her horn went down to the ground, where Barkswood and the Treants stopped themselves.

“Ahhh!!” Twilight screamed, the few hundred feet fall awaiting her death. The cracked horn made a feeling of her body splitting in half. The magical orb slowly floated towards the Treants, where they were curious of it. Barkswood himself was intrigued of the light and stared at it.

Spike was breathing heavily, sprinting towards Twilight’s land zone. She continued to scream, with the orb diverting the attention of the hostiles. The dragon could see that Twilight would land pretty nasty. Wth his lungs and legs pushed to their limit, he dove in the hopes of catching her. Twilight could see her lift pass before her eyes.

The moment when she was born, it changed to a few years later. She could see Shining Armor nooging her little head. It jumped forwards to where Twilight had passed the entrance exam and hatched Spike. Fast forwarding to where she had to leave for Ponyville, it all then ended with a grunt and “I got ya’.”

“I got ya’!!” Spike’s voice exclaimed, breaking Twilight’s train of thought. She felt herself thrust back into the world, leaving only Spike’s tired, yet smiling face in her vision. “I got you, Twilight!!” Spike said, hugging Twilight.

The unicorn was confused, her arms starting to slowly creep on his back. She could feel tears start to form at her eyes until she realized that Spike had come for her. Her fingertips felt the scratches on his back, his shoulder a very comfortable resting spot for her head. Salty wet tears streaming down her face, Spike couldn’t help but tear up as well.

“I’ll always be there for you, Twilight,” Spike said, a single tear from his eye getting on her mane.
The orb that Twilight conjured still taking the attention away from them. Barkswood softly whispered under his breath as his children looked up to it as well. The light slowly fell down at the edge of the vined battlefield, where Treants backed away from it.

“What… is that?” Barkswood whispered, the ancient tree now lost for words, “I have never seen anything like it…”

The violet ball now floated from the ground for just a few feet, where the towering Treants looked at it curiously. Their green eyes were filled with wonder and beauty. Dangerous beauty.

Twilight saw what her magic had done and quickly whispered it to Spike, her lips mere inches from his ears.

“We need to go,” she whispered, her hands on his shoulders, “Also, keep your voice low,” she said, watching the Treants in front of her slowly make their way to the magical orb.

Spike nodded and looked at the few hundred feet tall vined wall. It was sharp, but not enough to cause a serious deep wound. He looked towards a tree collapsed from the vines and pointed towards it.

“I think we can climb that to get away from this place,” Spike said, Twilight’s eyes now looking into that direction, “Can you walk?” he asked, looking down at her ankle.

“I think I ca-”

“Better safe than sorry,” Spike softly grunted, sweeping Twilight up into a bridal style. Twilight gasped, a bit unexpecting from the move. Spike trecked quickly towards the broken tree, where Twilight could see the mass gathering around her orb. Hundreds upon hundreds of Treants huddled around the violet light, staring at it with wonder. The drake reached the tree, watching the sharp splinters and immediately made his way up it.

“Spike, stop!!” Twilight said keeping her voice low. She looked up at the angle and saw how Spike was carrying her.

“What?”

“If you carry me like this, you’ll slip and fall!” Twilight whispered, “You’ll need to carry me on your back!”
Spike settled Twilight gently on the ground and got on his knees obediently.

“Quick!” he replied, Twilight jumping on his back. She straddled on his back and held onto his spines. “Wrap your legs around mine, Twilight,” Spike said, “Just in case you lose your grip with your hands. She did so as Spike set on forth up the broken tree and plant walls.

Across the field, a single Treant got closer to the orb and tilted its head side to side. With a finger out, it got closer and closer. The tip of its finger touched the orb, where nothing happened. The Treant’s finger began to go in and out of the orb where Barkswood’s eyes went in disappointment.

“How strange, I felt that-”

A huge explosion from the orb made an enormous shockwave, obliterating the unlucky Treants that were too close to it. The violet light grinded the wood of the Treants into fine pieces and slowly wisped away the life force it had. Barkwood’s eyes went into sheer terror, seeing that the orbs were being consumed and were turning into nothing.

“NO!!!” Barkswood bellowed, seeing the orbs disappear, “MY CHILDREN!!”

His gigantic hand went into the shockwave, where his hand began to slowly deteriorate. His arm began to decay into nothing, his eyes wide in shock in what was happening. All the Treants were caught in the blast, where they met the same fate as the others. Barkswood’s other hand went into to try save them, but his hand and arm immediately melted away.

“NO!!!” Barkswood yelled, his trunk slowly beginning to slowly strip away, “NOOO!!!!”

It travelled up his trunk as his ancient branches and mighty wood were running down.

“THIS CANNOT HAPPEN!! I CANNOT DIE!! I AM TOO YOUNG!!” Barkswood bellowed, looking around him. The vine dome he made was now nothing, as if it didn’t even exist.

“I PUT A DANGEROUS CURSE ON THEE!” the ancient tree yelled, the energy consuming all except his face, “YOU SHALL MEET SOMETHING MORE DANGEROUS THAN ME! YOU FILTHY LITTLE DRAGON, YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS!!! THE DEATH OF HER WILL END LIKE A KISS! A CURSE UPON YOUR LIFE, A CURSE UPON ME! DIE, THAT IS YOUR FEE!...”

Barkswood’s voice slowly faded out of existence, where Spike was sprinting away from the tree. Twilight looked back to see a violet explosion now dominating the green color. Her eyes were filled with anxiety, wondering what sort of spell she had casted.

The dragon ran on, not giving any heed to see what was happening behind him. The bright sun above leaked through the high trees onto the couple, where the majestic rays soon told him to slow down. The heat was increasing in temperature, the aftermath behind them now all and nothing. Sounds of wildlife and the bugs was now the main noise of the air.

Spike slowly went into a walk, where his struggling lungs gasped for oxygen. Twilight got off of his back and limped in front of him. With his claws on his thighs, he was leaning over and gasped for air. A large blue centipede-like bug with orange hexagonal eyes looked at them with curiosity, its pincers and antennas going wild. Many of its legs swarmed across the tree, retreating up high.

“Spike?” Twilight asked, watching Spike heavily breathe, “Are you alright?”

“Never been… better…” Spike wheezed, collapsing onto the ground onto his back.
The soft ground below him caught his fall as Twilight got onto her knees, looking into his eyes. The warm sunlight from above pecked onto her back and on Spike’s dirty face. Scratches all over his body was clear as day. The unicorn fell on top and hugged him deeply, which made him grunt.

He laughed.

“And a good morning to you, Twilight!” Spike said as the centipede above looked down on them. It chittered before moving up again away from sight.

“You almost got killed out there Spike!” Twilight exclaimed, “Why did you push him to kill you?”

“I didn’t want him to kill you, Twilight,” Spike chuckled, resting his head on a bunch of moss. “Besides, what am I to you?”

“Don’t talk like that, Spike!” Twilight exclaimed, Spike’s face having a mischievous smile.

“I guess I’m a lot to you then,” Spike said, breathing in and out heavily. Twilight’s entire weight was on his diaphragm, in which she was oblivious about. “You almost got killed yourself.”

“Yeah, for you, Spike,” Twilight said, pushing a finger gently on his nose, “You were being stupid.”

The centipede was staring at them, wondering what the dragon and unicorn was. It chittered and was anxious to walk up to them. It looked back and to them nervously, it’s many legs moving back and forth.

“I’m stupid, Twilight,” Spike said, “You’ll have to deal with it.”

Twilight puffed her cheeks up and slid down next to Spike.

“What made that thing attack you, anyway?” Twilight asked, looking over to the drake.

“Barkswood?” Spike asked, looking over to her, “Well, we are in the wilderness, Twi,” he said, “You gotta do what you gotta do.”

“That’s true,” Twilight said, remembering the spell she had somehow casted, “Wh-”

“OOOH, AHH!!” Spike yelped, a huge slurping heard behind them.

Twilight looked over to Spike, where an emerald tongue was bathing him. The blue centipede-like bug with orange eyes was chirping, the pincers leading out a long green tongue. Spike was giggling feeling the slimy thing lather him up. The centipede had a smile on its face, enjoying what it was doing.

Spike was laughing, flailing his arms as the bug increased its movement of the tongue. Twilight was horrified, yet amazed of what was happening. The bug was very long and slender, longer than Spike and herself combined. Two large orange eyes glittered in the sun, the large clawed pincers and antennas were moving around. It’s eyes were happy, seeing that Spike had smile on his face. But it soon ended as it started, where Spike was giggling on the ground. Twilight could see the saliva of the bug soak into his scales, where the many marks began to heal. They slowly sizzled up as the bug slithered around to Twilight’s side. Its antennae went up and down Twilight, but then it started to frazz towards her busted ankle. The centipede slid its tongue out and started to lather her hoof. It chittered as Twilight suddenly couldn’t help stop laughing. Unbelievable happiness made her giggle as the long slimy tongue wrapped around her ankle. She gave no heed what the weird thing was due to what was happening.

The centipede chittered and purred, nudging it’s ginormous head next to Twilight. Its pincer movement died down as Spike wheezed. His claw felt the hard plating of the centipede and looked to Twilight, who was giggling with the friendly centipede.

Spike looked very surprised and looked at his body, clean and no wounds on him whatsoever.The green tongue retracted back into its mouth before it chittered again and began to walk away. The dragon helped Twilight up to her hooves before she got in control of herself.

“W-What was that?” Twilight asked between giggles.

“That I don’t know either,” Spike said, “Hey, is your ankle good?” he asked as the long body of the centipede was going into the direction of front of them.

“Hmm?” Twilight said, putting pressure on her hoof. No pain shot up, making Twilight have a smile on her face. But that quickly changed to nervousness and touched her horn. “But my horn…” she said, “Is it cracked?”

“Yeah, it is…” Spike said, looking at the cracked thing, “I wonder why it didn’t heal it.”

The long blue armored body was moving along, in where Twilight gave a Spike a look.

“Ready for a ride?” she asked.

“What?” Spike replied, with a puzzled look.

Many legs below them thundered on the earthy ground, the long blue spiny ligaments crawling and smashing through anything in its way.

“So, what’s the plan?” Spike asked towards Twilight, “What’s next?”

“Our goal is to get back to Equestria,” Twilight said, looking up at the forest to see a bright red multi-limbed primate swinging across with vines, “But a plan? That’s something we can come up with.”

Spike scratched his head and looked towards the centipede's head, which was about a hundred feet ahead.

“We’ll need to get food and water,” Twilight said as the centipede mantled over a tree trunk, “Then we can make our way to the beach to find anything left.”

“That sounds good, but how do we know where the beach is?” Spike asked, shrugging his shoulder.

A large sudden hiss from above caught both the dragon and unicorn, where a colony of black arachnids brought their front legs up. Their eight beady eyes showed that they saw them as a threat. Hairs from their legs and fangs dripping with venom, dozens upon dozens of them were huddled.

“Spiders…” Twilight said with a disgusted face.

“They’re, well, actually pretty small compared to this guy at least!!” Spike said, lightly patting the centipede’s armor.

The hissing spiders then suddenly moved, as if they were on a platform. The thing they were on was the abdomen of an even bigger spider. A single leg of the mother spider was even thicker than the trees around it. Large, furry, and camouflaged, Spike and Twilight’s mouth gaped to see the extreme size of these creatures. The two watched the mother spider use the giant trees around it as steps to help it navigate the forest.

“Well, on second thought…” Spike mumbled as the spiders were getting out of sight.

“Yeah.”

The blue centipede then slithered underneath a large boulder, where the two went down on their chest to evade the stone.

“Wait, Twilight…” Spike said.

“What is it?”

“The spell on Barkswood… What was that spell? I never saw anything like it.”

Twilight remembered the spell stripping away at the existence of the ancient tree and bit her lip. Just what was that? The unicorn pondered about it and answered Spike.

“Well, that I’m not entirely sure,” she said, “With my horn cracked, there’s no way to tell what it can and can’t do. I wanted to blind the tree, hoping it would stop the little ones.”

“And you did something better than that!” Spike exclaimed, clapping his claws.

“I don’t know about that…” she said, remembering what the ancient tree had said, “I don’t know… I mean, curses don’t exist...”

“What?”

The blue centipede suddenly halted, the head of it raised high. A hiss from the mouth could be heard, making Spike and Twilight run towards it.

Reaching where the blue centipede was standing tall, a deafening hiss making the unicorn and dragon aware of a threat. A centipede red of color was almost identical with the blue one that Twilight and Spike was riding on. Yellow eyes and purple tongue, the centipede shrieked.

“They look almost identical,” Twilight whispered, looking at the similarities of the two bugs.

“Yeah, but they don’t seem happy to find each other!!” Spike said, looking at the red centipede spewed forth purple liquid.

The vegetation it touched sizzled, making the blue centipede back off. Twilight and Spike’s centipede roared, spewing green liquid from it’s mouth. Some of it landed near red creature, where the plants near it grew.

The red centipede growled, lifting itself high and bared its pincers viciously.

“We need to go, Twilight,” Spike said, feeling the tension in the air, “We can’t let ourselves be between this,” he said, the blue centipede baring its pincers in retaliation.

Twilight rubbed her hand on the centipede’s armor before following Spike.

“Nature is cruel, it’s either fight or die.” he said.

“And we have to do that…” Twilight whispered, hearing the growls behind them intensify.

“But we want to see our friends again, right?” Spike asked, leading Twilight up an inclined hill.

Twilight nodded in response.

Away from the danger zone, Spike and Twilight saw a mouth form underneath the dirt and went under there.

“Wait, why are we under this?” Twilight asked in a whisper.

The slimy dirt dropped to the ground time to time making the ground very squishy.

“For you to stay while I recon,” Spike whispered back, “Stay here, I’ll be back soon, Twilight,” he said.
“But-”

In a flash, he was gone. Twilight looked above her to see the dirt hold extremely well and jumped up and down. The dirt on her hooves were almost soothing and relaxed her. Squatting down, Twilight looked very impatient and finally got onto her
hooves.

She sighed.

“I’m thirsty. I’m going to get a drink.”

Spike walked not that far from the dirt cave and looked up the monstrous trees. He squinted his eyes, hoping he could see the top. But the intense canopy refrained himself from finding the top. Spitting on his claws, he rubbed them and began to climb the tree. The moist bark was surprisingly dry, helping him get a better grip. Climbing it easily, Spike smiled to himself.

“Ha! This is easy!” he said, his feet digging in at the trunk to assist in to maintain his weight. With each dig into the trunk, Spike knew that he could reach the top very soon.

“I remember water could be found…” Twilight wondered, looking at massive plants embedded at the side of a tree, “In leaves?” she asked herself, tilting her head to the side.

A tree held a leaf pointed up at a 45-degree angle, making so much like a vase. Twilight saw the tree divided up by one-fourths, with one gigantic leaf at each directional coordinate. Getting on the tip of her hooves, a gigantic leaf the size of her looked like to be holding something. Her fingers almost groped it, but after a few attempts, she jumped. Touching the leaf, a huge volume of water suddenly cascaded down on her, her cracked lips and tongue cleansed.

She gasped, feeling the water pour onto her. Covered in the liquid, Twilight was amazed to see the leaves acting like a pitcher for the water.

“This is amazing!!” Twilight exclaimed, looking to see many of the leaves now dripping drops of water from time to time. Clear liquid gold entered her mouth, as she gulped down mouthfuls of the water. Her tongue desired it, her throat filling up with the miraculous liquid. With her belly full and cooled down, Twilight gasped in relief. The heaven she had found was a fountain of life. In a U-shaped valley, rows upon rows of trees looked identical with each other. They were all filled with water.
The unicorn walked a little bit deeper into the divine forest, looking back to know her way back to the dirt cave. Below the trees sat many shrubs, which was getting a drop of water time to time. Twilight bent down and touched a plump cyan berry, about the size of her head. The gigantic foreign fruit left Twilight wondering if it was poisonous or not. Her belly growled, despite it being full with water. Having not eaten more than twenty-four hours, her mind told her to eat it. More than four large juicy berries sat in the shrubs, tempting her to take the chance.

Twilight looked very unsure and grabbed the fruit, taking it off its stem. Soft and squishy, Twilight looked unsay to have something so different in her hands. She looked nervous, but her belly growled again. Closing her eyes, she look a bite of the fruit.

Spike huffed and huffed, covered in leaves and sticky tree sap he accidentally stepped in earlier. He could see the bright blue sky above him, making his quicken his pace.

“Almost there,” he told himself, his wearied claws digging into the thick bark, “Then we can go home!! I can finally sleep in my bed! Then I can-”

Sadly, Spike was not paying attention when he had reached the top. Almost falling over and back to the ground, Spike grabbed onto a durable thick branch. Swinging himself to the main trunk, only the top of the trees could be seen. Just like the ocean, all Spike could see was just the green lush color. Narrowing his sight, Spike squinted and stared off into the distance, almost seeing a dark cerulean blue a little off to his right.

His mind put two and two together, a smile upon his face to know where the ocean was. Spike shifted himself so that he would face the ocean and started to make his way down. With the trunk so big, it was as if it was climbing down a way. With his spines helping in his descent, he slid down, with friction helping him not to go down too fast. But that was all halted when something rock solid met his butt.

“Huh?” Spike asked himself, feeling himself sit on top of something.

He looked down and saw a whitish grayish color. Puzzled, Spike tightly tapped it with his foot, making a hollow sound. The dragon then was met by a frenzied buzzing noise, in where he looked back to see a gigantic hornet with a spear in its legs.

“Bzzz, bzzz!! Bzzzz!!!” the angry hornet buzzed angrily, its wings moving up and down at an ultimate pace. It made the large hornet hover and move closer to Spike, who made a jabbing motion to Spike with the spear.

“Hey, hey!!” Spike exclaimed, looking at the hornet’s angry eyes, “I just need to get off! Just give me a few more seconds!!”

The hornet buzzed again, seeming to understand Spike. The dragon gasped in relief, in which the hornet moved even closer. It buzzed questionably as Spike tried to pinpoint his descent.

“Okay…” Spike muttered to himself, scaling down at the edge of the rock solid material, “Just this… and...”

“Bzzzzzzz!!!!!” the hornet threatened, in which summoned more of its comrades. The insects with spears in their legs began to circle around and got closer with their spears.

“Give me more time!!” Spike yelled back, trying to locate around the material. His clawed foot could only feel an odd texture. Digging his foot in, the section collapsed, bringing Spike down through the milky white substance.

Spike felt himself land in a golden sticky liquid and landed with a splunk. Gasping for air, Spike looked around him to see that he was in a nest……... a hornet’s nest to be precise.

Frenzied buzzing sounds from the other hornets began to add in on the tension. Spike placed his claws out in a defensive manner and tried to maneuver through the liquid.

“Hello guys!” Spike cheekishly said, the number of hornets stacking up in high numbers.

The hornets that he bumped into from outside hovered at the entrance of the hive, right behind Spike. All the eyes of the nest was staring right at Spike, who was right at the edge. The dragon kept his mouth shut, trying to lower himself out of the hornet-wax. But with a simple slip, a huge swarm of buzzes let out a cloud of angry hornets.

Spike yelled, swinging off from the wax and onto the wood. Covered in thick honey, the drake used less friction to get down the tree. Safety didn’t matter when a swarm of furious hornets wanted to kill you. The lead hornet was charging right towards Spike, who was sliding down the tree at high speeds. Sweet, thick honey helped in keeping his claws cool, which solidified almost in contact. Fresh honey on his body continued to ooze down to help his descent.

Spike screamed at the top of his lungs, feeling himself being hurtled down by gravity’s work.

“I’m going to die!!” he yelled, tears from his eyes mixing in with the golden color of honey.

The angry swarm responded with a series of buzzes, making Spike yell out in terror.

Covered in sweet blue juices, Twilight licked her fingers, her face full of satisfaction. Her purple coat was stained a bit with a bright frost color. That one berry alone filled her up along with the fresh water she found. It was a messy treat, but it made her full. Harvesting about two large berries, Twilight made her way back to the dirt cave to bring it back to Spike.

“I wonder what Spike’s up to…” Twilight asked herself, each of her hands cradling the cyan berry.
She hummed a small tune before a yell from above caught her ears. They twitched and perked up, she recognized that voice. It was Spike.

“aaaaaaahh…..” the voice yelled in the distant.

“Spike?” Twilight called out, walking up to the cave, “Spike!!”

“aaaaaaAAAAAHHHH!” Spike’s yell grew even more.

“Spike!!” Twilight called out, glad that he was fine. However, that joy soon turned into horror, seeing that Spike was being swarmed by a gigantic hoard of hornets.

The dragon was covered in honey and was running as fast as he could. He blazed past the obstacles in the terrain and hurtled over many things. Twilight stood there with a moist mane, noticing how Spike was bringing a few angry guests with him.

“AHHHH!!!! Twilight!! Get in the cave!!!!” Spike yelled at the top of his lungs.

Twilight dove into the cave with the cyan treats close to her chest and landed with a soft grunt. With the frenzied sound of hornets buzzing their wings, Twilight went deeper into the cave. Her hooves helped her get a good grip, making her go deep in the dark soil cavern.

Spike’s panting and his feet was soon coming close, as well as the hornet’s wings coming in fast. The dragon was soon seen, making a sharp turn into the cave. Due to such speed, he landed on top of Twilight, smashing the fruit cuddled to her chest. The cyan fruits exploded everywhere, Spike’s honey covered body now a light cyan color. Twilight too was drenched, filling the entire chamber with the sweet juice. Spike was dizzy and stumbled around, out of breath and having his senses knocked out of him. With a confused face, Spike lifted his claws up to have a place to hold onto to. But instead of finding the wall, he stumbled out to the entrance of the cave, where more than a legion of hornets were hovering in wait.

The leader buzzed, flying in close with its spear, but its expression of aggression soon turned into horror, its antennas sensing dangerous about Spike.

The dragon groaned and fell down to his butt, rubbing his head. A few hornets buzzed and pointed towards the trees which held the water and cyan fruit.

“Ow, what hit me?” Spike groaned as the leader buzzed worryingly to its comrades. It was responded by a bunch of buzzes, making the entire swarm retreat. With their spears retracted, they flew away, leaving Spike loopy with Twilight, who was just exiting out of the cave.

“Spike?” Twilight whispered, walking up to the dragon.

“And a loop-dee-loop, here we go around, we’re goin’ downtown!!” Spike said with a slurred voice. His voice was dry and raspy, his cracked tongue begging for water.

Twilight looked at her hands, which had bits of the fruit. Using them to get bits of it off her breasts, she offered it to Spike’s thirsty mouth. The dragon’s serpentine tongue licked her fingers clean and swallowed the juices.

Spike groaned again, stretching himself and got up to the ground. His voice box was still dry, his body was weak from the action that happened earlier.

“Water,” he croaked, not saying anything else. Covered in blue fruit bits and the same as Twilight’s, the unicorn giggled with a smile.

“I know someplace where we can find some!!”

Twilight led Spike by the hand into the valley below where the trees holding the pitcher shaped leaves were in wait. Jogging under one, Twilight looked towards Spike.

“Touch it,” she said, pointing up at the leaf.

Spike did so, in which a waterfall of the holy liquid came tumbling down. He opened his mouth, taking enormous gulps while getting clean. His honeyed and blue colored scales were cleansed as Twilight’s coat received a nice deep wash.
Twilight smiled, happy and amused by Spike’s reaction with the water. He gasped, his thirst now quenched and satisfied. The drake looked over to Twilight and replied the gesture.

“I love you for this, Twilight,” Spike said with a smile, his voice now back to normal.

Twilight blushed, not knowing if he was being serious or just joking around. Spike drank a few more sips of water before his belly interrupted his drink. It gurgled, making Spike look down and pat it.

“I think I’m hungry,” Spike said.

“And I have just the thing!” Twilight replied with a wink.

Spike chomped off a huge piece of the cyan fruit, his sloppy and uncouth manner bringing a smile to Twilight’s face. She watched him eat, bits of the fruit flying everywhere as his teeth bored deep into it.

“Mmm!” Spike said, chewing the fruit contently before swallowing it. He nodded and swayed back and forth like a little foal would. On his third giant berry, he finished it up with a gigantic bite and a loud belch. It echoed throughout the forest, making him cup his mouth.

“‘Cuse me,” he said, looking over to Twilight.

She sat on her side, her majestic eyes looking into Spike’s.

“You were stupid back there,” Twilight said, giving a small sigh.

“I was,” Spike agreed, laying down on the grass. His belly sloshed, filled up with cyan berry and water, “luckily, you had those berries.”

“And if I hadn’t?”

“We… would've been dead…” Spike said, “but I found out something!”

“Found what?”

“I know the direction of beach!” he said triumphantly, “I think we can reach it, and from there, Equestria!” he said, looking up into the sky.

The early evening sky was setting in, leaving the sun out as the lunar moon took its place. The temperature was still moist and warm due to the terrain they were in.

“That sounds really nice,” Twilight said, sighing a bit, “I hope we can go home tomorrow.”.

“I wonder how the sky looks like right now, Twilight,” Spike said, “Remember how you would always make me adjust the telescope years ago?”

Twilight laughed at that, remembering the memory.

Spike was still puny at that time and struggled to even set the angle. Short and unable to do anything, Twilight began to laugh even harder when she remembered Spike trapping himself in the closet.

“Ha, ha, ha,” Spike said a bit sarcastically in a joking way, “What’s so funny?”

“I think you know,” Twilight replied, now lying full on her back. She stared up into the forests’ canopy and sighed in relief. She then remembered him saying that he loved her. With blush on her face, she didn’t know why, but she loved to hear him say those words. Twilight began to feel hot in the face and squirmed her legs, feeling uncomfortable heat coming out between them.

Spike sighed as well, but his heart began to race, hearing Twilight’s beautiful voice. They were perfect music to his ears. He couldn’t help it but just see the perfect smile she had. Sure, Rarity had her beauties, but he was more interested in Twilight. He couldn't simply say that to Twilight. Their relationship was unique.

The two were bonded specially, very special. They were not mother to son, no, not even close to that. Even if she had hatched him, their ages were surprisingly close. Brother and sister? Not that quite. They protected each other and loved each other, but their relationship was more than a sibling bond. Twilight was a close friend of Spike, and he with her. Closer than anyone, nothing could be entitled with their bond. Could they take it to the next step? Who knows?

"Spike, "Twilight said, breaking the silence that was between them.

"Yeah?"

"How much do you care about me?"

Spike was a bit baffled, trying to fight his concealed feelings for her. Did she feel the same way he did for her?

"You're just like a sister to me, Twilight!" Spike said, "A hot sister to be exact..." he muttered.

Twilight didn't hear Spike's second comment and had a race of her own thoughts. "I wonder if he has the same feeling as me..."

"I wonder if she has the same feeling as me..."

The two laid down on the ground, unsure whether or not to admit their feelings. Both red in the face, they were unaware that their hands were slowly edging together. Right before their finger tips touched, they both turned towards each other, making them face to face.

The shades of crimson on their faces grew brighter before they turned the opposite way. Both breathing heavily as their nervousness overtook them. They both shook their heads.

"I have to tell him..."

"She needs to know..."

"But..."

"Not..."

"Right..."

"Now..."

Twilight and Spike sighed, feeling the moment of admitting passing by like water through soil. The pressure between them soon overtook Spike, an exhausted dragon that went through many things today. He soon brought himself to sleep, giving Twilight to listen to the night air. The sounds of animals chirping and the occasional stomping echoed throughout the forest. The unicorn looked over to Spike, who was snoring loudly. Twilight blushed and got onto her knees. She crawled over and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you, Spike, "she whispered.

Twilight laid down on the ground and closed her eyes. She was tired as well. It was long day long... With her eyes shut,

she drifted into sleep, Spike's snoring telling her he was always going to be there.

"Vi... Vi voo vishen!" a voice whispered, fingers going through the wet soil beneath the pitcher plant.

"Le vivem kalbu voo vish!" a second voice replied, "Kal kal vi!"

The second pair of fingers pointed at the missing cyan berries, drawing a marking in the soil. A bow and a sack of arrows clattered on the first figure, who stood tall.

Two figures whispered with each other, the second one, which was squatting brushed the bark of the tree. The fingers felt the wood, as if it was talking.

"Se le, loo deeshi!" the second figure whispered.

The first figure nodded and drew out a bow. Taking an arrow, the figure placed it in the wooden weapon and aimed it at the angled hill.

"Doo le, vi vi kee saw!" the second figure whispered.

The first figure looked towards the left, spotting two figures on the side of the hill.

"Keeloo, vi ven la goosra!"

"Ni, Koova, fi den di loom!"

The first figure gave a nod and crept to see two weird creatures sleep and put down the bow. The figure gasped, as if in disbelief.

"Keeloo... De demi-de... loo seema..."

Author's Note

I have to remind myself that Fimfiction hates G-Docs with a passion.

Also, I had a good time making this.

Now I ask you a question.

Do you like it?

Day 3: Goddess of Savages (The Treants - Part 1)

The creatures of the forests, made of wood and blight. One thing beware, beware of the night.

"Vi dee vai den!" a voice said, making Twilight mumble. The bright light made it very irritating for her eyes. Slowly opening them, green blobs were in her vision. What seemed to look like a head was close to her. Soft breath grazed her face, making Twilight's face slightly annoyed.

The voice hushed, where silence was filling up the air. Twilight blinked a few times and shielded her eyes with her right hand. Her left arm went in her lap, feeling some sort of strange fabric.

“Huh, what’s this?” Twilight asked herself, bringing the blue blanket up close to her eyes.

It was something she never felt before. It was like silk, but stretched like polyurethane. Twilight rubbed her eyes to clear her vision and found herself to be in some kind of hut. The hut’s interior walls were seeming to be covered in some kind of coating, leaving a trace of sparkles in them. The floor was an amber soil, explaining the clay smell that was in the hut.

Twilight yawned and stretched, liking the plushy bed she was in. It was gigantic. The width of the bed was longer than she was and the length was monstrous.

“I wonder where I am…” Twilight thought, edging out of the bed. She was about to get up when she heard a small cough from her side. A group of about five green figures stood next to Twilight, staring at her. They were covered in scale-like armor, and the creature that coughed covered its mouth. Two out of his four arms sprang up, feeling the looks from his buddies nearby. With four large fingers, the creature that coughed used his other two arms to give a protective gesture. They all had uniquely shaped ends on their wide shoulders, seeming to have crests on them. The things that were present in the room had three eyes, one on each side and one on the front. The one that coughed looked fearful of Twilight and got down on its knees. The others looked scared, but did not say a word.

“Veedo do naka shin, dell la noo, Kee-sheen!” the creature said, bowing low before Twilight.

The four others got on their knees and bowed their heads. What followed soon after was an awkward silence. Twilight gasped at the new intelligent form of life and slowly got off of the bed. The five creatures were motionless, not even budging from their position. However, when one of Twilight’s hooves met the ground, they all grimaced and started to shake and shiver.

“Shh, it’s alright…” Twilight said softly, walking to the group.

However, that didn’t make them calm down. It made them even more nervous. They all kept their mouths shut and waited, waiting for her to do something. Twilight was very confused about what was happening. Walking closer to them, she noticed that they had snake-like scales covering their bodies. Approaching the one that coughed, that one being the one currently bowing, Twilight used her hand to slowly lift its chin up. The serpentine light green eyes stared into Twilight’s purple ones, which seemed to calm down it.

“Kal le, ma, vide Kee-sheen,” the serpent thing said, forcing itself to look down to the ground.

Twilight gestured, using her fingers on the creature to look at her.

“C’mon, you can stand up,” Twilight said, lifting her hand up to force him to stand. The creature did, jolting to its feet. More than ten feet tall in height, Twilight herself felt intimidated by the sheer size of this new race. However, it cowered and got down to the ground, making the hut shake around.

“I won’t hurt you,” Twilight said very softly, almost like a whisper. The creature looked up, staring at Twilight’s kind and smiling face. Reluctantly, it got up and looked nervous. Scratching its head with one of its four hands, Twilight walked over to the creature next to her.

“Hey, c’mon, it’s okay,” she said, touching the top right arm of the serpent-man. “Do not be afraid o-”

“Dem bala!!” a voice exploded at the entrance of the hut, “De fel sa, hakim, dee shen!!”

“Hello?” Twilight called out, walking towards the entrance, “Anyone?”

Walking out of the hut cautiously, she was met by a crowd of giant treants. Their green eyes coming out of their wooden bodies, as the mass of them fell silent. They looked almost identical with the ones before, making Twilight stop in her tracks with fear. The treants before her were fully armored in wood and had those eyes that weren’t like mindless drones. The treant that was yelling had a wound on an eye and had a hunched back. The dark color and scars marked age on the treant. The voice was deep and croaky and then it looked at Twilight.

“Mi Kee-sheen…” the hunched treant whispered, getting lower than it could.

The entire crowd then bowed before her and uttered the same word in unison with a soft voice.

“Kee-sheen?” Twilight whispered, realizing that it was directed towards her. Twilight slowly took a step back, looking at the sheer number of the Treants bowing down before her.

Spike groaned and rolled over, where his head suddenly hit a blunt object.

*BONK*

“Mmmphh!!” Spike said with a muffled voice. “Hmm?” he said, looking around him.

The dragon saw what looked like to be a gigantic green cage around him. Spike tried to move his arms, but he looked down to see his entire body tied up by thick ropes. The ropes were thicker than a small trunk of a tree. Spike’s covered mouth by a cloth made him squirm in an attempt to escape. However, a small clatter behind him made him twist and turn. His eyes met a feminine looking treant that was staring at him. She was taller than the 10-foot tall cage, but had eyes that were young. Green eyes from the giantress looked at Spike with great curiosity. Spike looked at the treant’s body and determined that it was a female. Wide hips along with a curved form, the wood looked to be flat and smooth.

Spike shuddered, remembering the times with the summoned treants not long ago. As he did, the female treant’s large hand touched Spike’s forehead. Her eyes blinked a few times and she began to scratch. Her sharp fingertips made a small mark on his hard scales. With that, she walked around the cage. The drake tried to grumble a few words out, but a solid touch on his side made him stop. The treant’s hand went up Spike’s side as if she was looking for something.

“Hmmph!” Spike said, making the treant stop. The treant walked over with long strides to Spike’s side and got on her knees. She seemed to be about 12-feet tall, her head about in the middle with the cage.

“De le de no beastas, fe de?” the female treant asked with a soothing voice. She gently rubbed Spike’s cheek, which made him shudder.

The treant craned her head to the side and her expression lightened up. She smiled warmly and scratched Spike behind the ears. As she did, a treant busted in with a furious tone.

“Ghey!! Venus!!” the male treant snapped with rage, storming towards the female treant, “De kee-shen dimola fooshu lee kish!!”

The female treant, seemed to be named Venus, stood much taller than the male, where the height of the male reached up to her breasts. Worry was written all over her face as she put a hand over her mouth.

“De la ahn!!” the male treant said, pointing to a wooden bowl across the hut, “Kee-sheen de lee no hissu!”

Venus sprinted to the bowl and grabbed it with her wooden fingers with extreme speed. As she did, she rocketed out, leaving the male treant alone with Spike, who was struggling to get out.

The male treant was about to step out, but the noises Spike made caught his attention. The green eyes looked over to the dragon that was tossing and turning. The treant leaned closer and raised an eyebrow as if it was disapproving something.

“De len de es monstro?” he asked himself with disappointment. He sighed and shook his head. With that said, he slowly walked out.

Spike managed to undo the slack of the blue gag around his mouth and unraveled his serpentine tongue. The forked end of the tip of his tongue peaked a bit, making Spike jiggle back and forth.

“Cmmm nnn!!” Spike said, his forked tongue now more out of the gag.

Twilight took another step back as the crowd was still bowing before her. The hunched treant still had his head low and was in complete silence. The unicorn smiled awkwardly and looked around. Some of the treants had a smooth wooden texture while the others had rough ones. Suddenly, noise bustled on the side. Twilight looked over to see a female treant with a wooden bowl in her hands. She ran quickly towards Twilight and got down on her knees, matching up to Twilight’s height.

“De mi koolshigama, Kee-sheen,” the treant said with the bowl in her hands. She offered it up to Twilight and bowed her head.

“Uh…” Twilight said, looking at the bright neon green stuff. It swirled like liquid in the cup, making Twilight reluctantly accept it. The smooth wooden bowl was about the size of a large dictionary, however it looked small to the treant. Along with the liquid, it added more weight.

Twilight felt the weight as she accepted it, almost tumbling to the ground. Keeping her posture, the unicorn managed to hold it.

”Okay, now what do I do?” she asked herself, feeling the need to drop the bowl.

The female treant looked up and made a gesture with her hands. As if the bowls were in her hands, the treant made a sipping motion. Twilight then understood that she needed to drink it. The treant immediately bowed back down, leaving Twilight with a choice. She looked anxious and stared down at the thick soup. Twilight shuddered silently and placed her lips on the surface of the green liquid. Slowly but surely, her lips met a very sweet taste. A mixture of things she never tasted before. A nutty touch was followed after a sugary rush of sweetness. Soon the only sounds that were heard were Twilight’s slurping. Her throat was flowing with the liquid. After a few seconds, Twilight drank her fill. Gasping for air a bit, the female treant looked up and had her hands out. Twilight looked over and gently placed it in them. As she did, the hunched treant looked up and walked over to Twilight.

“Voice of the trees, messenger from above…” the croaky voice said from the treant, “The legends have come true!” he said with charisma. The hunched treant looked over to the crowd and began to yell in a powerful voice. “The goddess is here!! This is the sign for us to pour our hearts to a ceremony!!”

The crowd remained silent, making the hunched treant ask a question to Twilight.

“Permission to speak, your majesty,” he requested with a straight face.

“Y-Yes…” Twilight said weakly, but that didn’t seem to arouse suspicion.

Twilight was stunned as the old treant raised his hands up at the crowd. At the moment he did, a loud cheer filled with energy and applause exploded. Hands were clapping at the goddess’ arrival. Twilight looked uneasy and took a small step back. She looked around, trying to look for Spike.

“Where is he?” she thought, seeing the green eyes full of joy. Twilight gasped as she felt getting swept into a seat. The unicorn felt herself get holstered up high and slam back onto a wooden chair. Twilight hit her head hard at the back of the seat and saw a few stairs before shaking it off. Cheers was roaring on along with the loud claps of wooden hands. Twilight gulped and felt her stomach churn, understanding each and every word the treants were speaking.

“You have finally arrived, supreme goddess!” a voice yelled out of the crowd.

“The signs were true!”

“Glory to the highest!!”

Twilight looked uneasy, feeling beads of sweat form at her forehead. Her hands began to get sweaty from all the cheers. A few seconds later, she felt the caravan she sat at slow down. When it lowered to the ground, it immediately became silent. The vibrant and energy filled cheer was now no more. The wooden chair beneath her rump creaked, breaking the eerie silence. Shallow breaths exited out her nostrils and walked forward. The hunched treant was waiting with his head bowed and a cane in hand.

Twilight looked around and saw all the treants doing the same thing. On their knees and bowing, the hunched treant asked a question.

“Permission to speak, holy one,” the treant requested.

“P-Permission to speak,” Twilight replied, trying to keep composure.

The moment she said those words, the treant brought his cane down right to the ground. It made a loud cracking sound, catching all the attention of the treants, including Twilight.

“Brothers!!” he yelled with pure energy and volume. He took another step forwards with his cane and brought it to the ground, “Sisters!! The time has finally come for the goddess of beauty and nature, to descend upon us!!”

The crowd roared in splendid cheer. Many treants clapped and hooted, stomping their feet onto the earthy ground. With a hand up, the treants immediately became silent. The old treant spoke again.

“The goddess has come down to save all of us from the clutches of the monster that roams our home!!” he said with his hand on his heart, “ We shall serve her until our last breath and glorify her! We, the Arbor-Fortisva clan will fight for honor and pay with our lives for living this very life!!”

The treants responded with a nationalistic cheer, almost popping out Twilight’s ear drums. However, she didn’t care about that. What she cared was what the old treant was preaching on about.

“We are warriors! We live to fight!!” the treant boomed. “ And we live to die!!”

What seemed to be like all the voices replied back with war cries and many yelps. Many of the treant warriors grabbed spears and raised it high above their heads. Some of them got on their knees and let out cries. Mixture of noises filled the air with extreme volume soon filled the skies and trees. Twilight almost felt herself buckle under pressure, but stood strong. Many thoughts raced her mind as the crowd was cheering.

But one thought stood out from the rest.

She was not safe.

Spike continued to struggle, hearing the loud cheers outside. His mouth was still gagged, only a small grunt was able to escape his mouth. The dragon tried using his strength to break out, but that didn’t work out for the past half-hour. He relaxed and was breathing heavily through his nostrils. Sweat droplets slid down his strained face, obviously tired from what he was doing. He sighed and closed his eyes.

All he could was wait.

Long ago, the trees were alive and moving, but not in the ways you seem. You see, they did not move like we are right now. But the trees were alive indeed. It was when a goddess looked down on them, her heart was filled with sorrow. She could hear the trees' cries and agony! The desire to be freed! With a breath of holy life, she gave life to ancients, our ancestors. We are created in the image of nature itself, with beauty a few. Goddess Bellura has blessed us dearly. We were protected by the goddess' grace and flourished in these very beautiful forests. However, her evil sister by the name of Turpisa was very angry at this. She could not create and did not have any beauty. With a deal with the dark one, he sent a terrifying beast of green envy and purple madness. Many of us fell, but with the goddess on our side, we won the battle. However, that was short lived. The beast was powerful as a god, the strength to move mountains and conjure storms. Nothing could stop the monster.

We couldn't stop it. But Goddess Bellura could. And she did. She sacrificed! She gave up her immortality to walk this very forest! She walked this forest and broke our chains of bondage! She sent the terrifying beast into the abyss, but she knew it would come back. She has been watching all of us ever since.

"But now," the treants's croaky voice said. He turned away from a large stone tablet that reached the skies. It had inscribed treant figures fighting a large purple and green demon. Many of them were on the ground, seeming to have fallen from the fight. A purple figure above was emphasis with powders and markings. The goddess Bellura had shining white eyes and did not even look like a tree.

“Where’s Spike?” she thought with worry. She wondered where the dragon was at. She looked around, hoping he was safe.

“Goddess Bellura,” the old treant asked with full respect. He kept his head low to wait for permission.

“Permission to speak,” Twilight replied instinctively.

“What are your orders?” he asked, looking up at her.

“Orders?”

The old treant nodded.

“Uh, prepare the ceremony!” Twilight said aloud, “Take much time as you need to prepare it!”

The moment her sentence ended, the entire village moved in organized chaos. The treants bustled through, leaving not a second wasted in preparation of the ceremony. Twilight stood there awkwardly until the old treant spoke.

“Your majesty,” he said, pausing for a few seconds.

“Permission to speak.” Twilight replied.

“With all due respect, supreme one, but what about the beast? You have not slain it yet.”

“Ah, yes, about that,” Twilight said, looking at the image of the beast, “When the time comes, I shall do so.”

The treant nodded in agreement. “And I have a few other things to say, your majesty.” he said.

“Yes, what is it?”

“When we had found you last night, we had seen that you had laid with the beast,” the old treant said, “However, I fear that if you don’t lay with the beast again, he shall enrage and break out.”

“Show me!!” Twilight exploded, shocking the elder treant.

“The trees hold voices, I have noices. Coices, moices…” a male treant in the hut where Spike was contained swept the dirt floor with a broom. He muttered a few rhymes and glanced over at the green beast. The scaled creature was snarling and trying to bite its way out.

The male treant sighed.

“You’re not really the beast, are you?” he asked, walking over to the cage.

What he was replied with was gargling snarls and unpleasant noises. The male treanut gave an uneasy look and walked closer. Saliva dribbled down the soaked gag and the wood that restrained him seemed to be wearing out.

“Uh, Venus, I know this may seem like a stupid question, but, is this actually the beast?” the male treanut asked, clutching the broom close to himself.

A very large female treant was sitting at a table, seeming to scribble down on a sheet of bark. Her soft green eyes gently peered up and stared at the much smaller male treant that asked a question.

“I don’t think he’s the beast, little brother,” Venus replied, getting up from her seat. She walked over and patted her brother’s shoulder. “Look? See? He’s harmless.”

The beast inside the cage sighed.

“Mickle mackle schangle!” it bellowed.

“Yeah… harmless.”

“Peer into his eyes, Thornwood. What do you see?” Venus asked, lightly motioning him towards the caged animal.

Thornwood leaned a bit and saw himself look straight into the eyes of the disgusting monster. Green reptilian eyes stared back, with eyes holding rage and tiredness. In all, it was a pitiful sight. However, looking closer, glare in the eyes made the young male treant come to a conclusion.

“I see death, death and more death,” Thornwood answered, “Did I mention death?”

“Oh, don’t be like that Thornwood,” Venus replied, sticking her finger in the cage, “See?”

Her long wooden finger stroked the beast’s back, making him shudder and curl up.

“Yeah, I see it,” the young treant replied, “But don’t you think he’s just the weak and pathetic Kravick race?”

“I wouldn’t call them pathetic, but no. I know that this thing isn’t one of the Kravick race.”

“Why is that, sister?” Thornwood asked.

“He doesn’t have four arms,” Venus explained, “Also, he doesn’t have anything on his shoulders that mark his crest and birth.”

“His shoulders are,” Thornwood said, inspecting closer onto the beast, “Wimpy.”

“But he’s cute, isn’t he?” Venus said, leaning even closer to the cage. Her eyes met the emerald ones, patting the creatures back once again. The beast shuddered and nudged away from Venus.

“I don’t think he likes us,” Thornwood said, grabbing him broom. He began to sweep again before looking up. “Sister?”

“Yes?” Venus asked, walking back to the table.

“The goddess, should I be afraid of her?” Thornwood asked, clutching the broom close to his chest, “I never knew that the prophecy would actually be fulfilled.”

“All you have to do is respect her and follow her orders,” Venus replied, “No need to fear.”

A voice outside spoke suddenly.

“We have the beast contained in our sacred grove,” an old voice said out of the hut, “There is no way for it to escape.”

“T-That’s good,” a voice replied.

The old treant and Twilight entered the hut, obtaining both Venus and Thornwood’s attention. Venus bowed respectfully, while Thornwood did it out of fear. Twilight looked at them for a moment before her eyes gazed up upon the cage.

“Spike!” she exclaimed.

The dragon made a muffled sound, trying to raise his head behind the bars of the cage.

“Mmph!!” Spike managed to say, squirming around with a burst of energy.

“Spike?!” Thornwood said with a raised eyebrow. His head was hit suddenly by the old treant, who hushed him.

“Quiet, the goddess is going to subdue the beast."

Thornwood rubbed his head and wiped away the dirt away from his grains. He shook his head. "This isn't how I imagined it," he thought.

"Spike?" Twilight whispered, getting closer to the cage.

The dragon drew close to the bars and chuckled. Through his gag, a smile was seen. He nudged himself closer to the bars where Twilight's hands grasped Spike's head.

"Are you fine, Spike?" Twilight whispered, holding the dragon's head gently in her hands. She leaned in closer and bent over. Twilight slowly untied the gag from Spike’s mouth. The dragon gasped the air, breathing in the sweet oxygen.

"I'm okay, I guess," Spike replied. He looked over to the treants and then back to Twilight. "So, are they letting us go?"

Twilight shook her head. "Not even close to that," she said.

"I see," Spike sighed.

"Not to worry, Spike," Twilight said, her face lighting up brightly, "I'll find a way!”

The dragon smiled. Then he asked a question. “What did you exactly do to not get caged like me?” he asked.

“They just think I’m a goddess, and I hope to keep it that way,” Twilight replied.

“Goddess Bellura,” the old treant asked, “Forgive me on intruding, but how long will this take?”

“It’ll take some time,” Twilight replied, looking back at the three treants staring intently at her, “This chant takes time.”

“Chant?” Thornwood asked, “Looks like you’re having a conversation with “Spike”,“ he said with emphasis.

In return, the elder treant smacked Thornwood upside the head. "Quiet!"

“A thousand apologies, Goddess Bellura!” Venus replied, bowing low to the ground. The old treant did the same as well. Twilight then looked towards Thornwood. He gulped, watching the intense eyes from the purple goddess bore into him. With a step of a hoof, he flinched. With a couple of steps, he realized that she was walking towards him. Thornwood had an uneasy look with complete fear in his green orb-like eyes.

Twilight stood a little taller over the young treant. Her gaze locked in Thornwood's feet. All he could do was look up and stare back. The goddess then lifted her hand up, making Thornwood shut his eyes. What he then felt next was a warm hand on top of his head.

Twilight giggled. "You're quite young, aren't you?" she asked, patting the treant's head.

Thornwood looked up at Twilight and what he saw were the warmest alien eyes he had ever seen. He was taken aback from this and was lost for words. The violet eyes held mystery and power.

Twilight then looked over to the elder treant and Venus. "I would like to have all of you leave this room," she ordered.

The two treants immediately left. However, Thornwood was still planted at his feet, still in shock. Venus' giant hand suddenly came into view and grabbed to pull him out. Thornwood skidded to the ground far away from the hut’s entrance. Outside the hut, the old treant began to scold Thornwood.

"Why do you even dare to speak against the goddess like that?!" he asked angrily.

Thornwood did not answer back. The old treant sighed and put a hand on Thornwood. "Please, child. Do not question the goddess or say idiotic things.”

Thornwood remained silent.

“You are like a thorn,” the old treant said with a smile, “You are a small prick in all of our lives.”

This was when Thornwood spoke up. “Gee, thanks father.”

The old treant patted Thornwood’s leg. With a nod, he looked up and said, “Just don’t piss off the goddess. That’s all I ask.”

Thornwood gave a slight disgruntled look before his giant sister placed a hand on his head. “C’mon you little prick,” Venus teased, “You want to help me with the preparation?”

Thornwood smiled, which turned into a hearty chuckle. “Yes, let’s do that!”

Back in the hut, Twilight sighed and placed her hands on her knees. She took a deep breath and wiped sweat away from her brow. “T-That was close,” she said, putting a hand on her chest.

“What was close?” Spike asked from inside the cage.

“Just that little guy believed I was talking to you.”

“But you were talking to me,” Spike replied.

“Yeah, but I don’t want them to know you’re my friend.”

“But, we are.”

"Spike," Twilight said, peering into his cage, "This is the plan."

"Alright."

"Act like a nasty beast and try to scare away any treants that stray too near," she said, "But when I approach you, I'm going to say a few words, and then you'll be under my "trance"," she said, air quoting "trance".

"But won't it be easier if you let me out and be "under your trance"?" Spike asked.

Twilight shook her head. "I'm sorry Spike, but these treants will likely notice something if we do that."

"Easier for you to say," Spike said with a small groan, "These things are annoying me," he said, looking down at the thick wooden braces around his arms.

"I'll get you out soon, Spike," Twilight replied firmly, "I won't let anything happen to you."

Spike gave a small smile and chuckled. "You always find a way, Twilight."

Twilight blushed at the compliment. "I, always do, huh?"

Spike nodded.

The unicorn stood up and brushed the dirt from her coat and looked around the room. Her eyes caught a large cauldron full of blue liquid. As if her mind clicked, she ran over to it. The dirty pot towered over Twilight, leaving her tiny to the tool used by the treants. She could see a blue color fizzing up to the surface.

The dragon was confused and gave a snort. With the puzzled look, he wondered what Twilight was doing. Not wanting to ask any more questions, he sat silent.

Twilight scooped up a nearby bowl and tried to dip it at the top of the cauldron. She held to the rim of it and barely got any of the blue liquid. The thick blue substance oozed into the wooden bowl. Satisfied with the amount, she ran towards Spike. The dragon was dumbfounded when the bowl was pushed to his face.

“Have a sip,” Twilight said.

Spike looked a bit anxious, but before he could say anything, the wooden bowl was shoved in his face. He gulped down what was little in the bowl and coughed slightly afterwards. He made a cringing look on his face when Twilight stood up. She leaned close and whispered to him.

“Spike, whatever you do, don’t let them know that you’re not a monster,” Twilight said with a stern tone of order, “You’ll be able to understand them and me, but don’t talk. Just make noises.”

Before he could question anything, he felt Twilight’s soft hand hold his cheek. She smiled and turned around to walk out of the hut. Spike was left alone, thinking about the current situation at hand. He closed his eyes and let out a happy sigh.

“Nothing can go wrong now.”

A slim figure stood at a base of what looked like a shrine. The place was shrouded in darkness where no light was shed. The figure looked like to be a treant, but with a dark hood and a mossy body. Dark green eyes under the hood stared at the demonic markings on the bark of the wood. With a whisper, the treant flung powder in front of him and brought his hands together. His voice hushed like the shadows, bringing a gust of wind that caught the powder.

“Dear ancestors, please bring me a vision of the future!” the dark and raspy voice bellowed from the treant. As the powder made a funnel, the treant got on his knee and brought his hand to the ground. There was a circle around the treant, making a pattern of loops and grains. Sending a shockwave of light in a radius, a gigantic tree manifested in front of the treant.

The spirit was pure light, leaving a bright yellow hue to its body. A pair of glowing eyes and enormous branches that reached the heavens stood towering over the little treant.

“Have you summoned us?” a spiritual voice asked with raw power.

“Yes, I have,” the cloaked treant replied, “My dear ancestors, what lies in the future?”

“Little Dead-wood, in the future, there is a false prophet that will poison your people,” the voice echoed, “You must do whatever you can to stop them!”

“How can we stop them, dear ancestors?”

“Your life force will tell you who is false or not” the spirit replied, “If you fail, consider our mighty race dead.”

“I shall not dishonor us, dear ancestors!” the treant named Dead-wood said, “It is done!”

With that said, a loud clap exploded, diminishing the spiritual treant into the darkness. Dead-wood stood up as a door behind him creaked. A small treant peered inside.

“Shaman Dead-wood?” a small voice asked.

“Yes, what is it?”

“You should come into the village! The goddess is here!!” the voice exclaimed.

No words came out of Dead-wood. He looked around the dim room and picked up a wooden slab tablet.

"How can this be?" he said to himself, "The gods are not to arrive until a few more million years!" He sighed and brought back his hood. The dark green eyes were lifeless, lighting only faintly. Dazzling paint streaked across his faces, resembling teeth. Dead-wood brought the tablet up, studying a flurry of patterns marked on it.

He gave a scowl.

"What is this? Were my calculations wrong?" he asked aloud.

"Ah, Dead-wood," a voice said amidst the darkness, "Why aren't you going out there to meet the goddess?"

The shaman turned around to see the hunched back old treant walk towards him. Dead-wood placed the tablet on the ground and greeted him.

"Elder Puraligno,” he said a bit sourly, “What brings you here to my hut?”

Elder Puraligno chuckled.

“To check on you, of course,” he said, “After all, you were the one that foresees, yes?” he asked.

Dead-wood gave a malicious glare, but his expression relaxed as he put his hood on.

“Yes, I had foresaw, but I am not perfect like the gods are,” Dead-wood said, putting his hands together, “Now, it is time for me to put the ceremony in place.”

“The goddess has ordered us to ready the ceremony, Dead-wood,” the old treant replied.

“Oh, she has?” Dead-wood asked, a little bit surprised.

“Yes.”

“Well then,” Dead-wood said, smiling deviously, “Time to prepare the sacrifices to please her!”

“Goddess Bellura, this is your temple,” a treant said, bowing low as Twilight was led into a hut. Inside, comfortable furniture was set up along with a high throne across the enormous room. Drapes of blue came down from the ceilings, decorated beautifully with expert craftsmanship.

She looked around in awe, taking a step into the place. The hut was deep and hollow, shielding all the noise from outside. It looked different from what the other huts looked like. Twilight looked around her once again. The building she was in was more alien than the primitive huts outside. Moist and blue earthy soil beneath her feet didn’t crumble. It sponged up and left a pleasant feeling to her hooves.

“Is there anything you need Goddess Bellura?” the treant asked politely, snapping Twilight back into reality.

“I just need new clothes,” Twilight said quickly, taking a look at her attire. Her cheap leaf bra seemed to be decaying away. One strap was breaking down already, brown with mud and grime.

“C-Clothes?” the treant asked as if it never knew what it was.

“Yes, clothes.”

The treant sputtered, afraid to question the goddess. Twilight didn’t seem to notice this and looked around her yet again. The treant looked to be in complete fear and began to waddle towards the holy deity. The treant, who was much bigger than Twilight, cowered down on his knees.

“Forgive me Goddess Bellura, but I must ask a question,” the treant said.

“Please, ask away,” Twilight replied.

“These clothes,” the treant asked, pointing towards Twilight’s garments, “Are those it?”

“Yes, yes it is,” she said. Twilight paused for a moment. “What is your name?”

“I have no name, Goddess Bellura,” the treant said nonchalantly, “I was captured by the Arbor-Fortisva to serve the gods until the end of my days.”

“Arbor-Fortisva?”

The treant nodded, sitting straight up, “You had created us, yes? You had saved all treants from the terrible beast many eons ago. But one tribe you very valued was the Arbor-Fortisva. The one I’m serving now.”

“Are you glad that you’re serving them?” Twilight asked, a bit horrified.

“This is the world you set into motion, Goddess Bellura,” the treant replied, “My people had been wiped by this clan. And what it wills is done so by your divine will.”

Twilight took a gulp, but the treant was bowing his head and did not notice.

“As your servant until the day I die, dear goddess,” the treant said, “Please use me in everything you will. I exist only to serve.”

Twilight felt her heart broken hearing such words from the treant. Her eyes held pity and sorrow. She wanted to sympathize the wooden creature, but knew she couldn’t. Twilight shook off her feelings and held her chin high.

“Very well then,” she said, “Mend me new clothes.”

“As you wish, dear goddess,” the treant servant said.

In a blink of an eye, the treant was gone. Twilight gave a sigh and looked up at the bright blue ceiling.

“When are we going to get out?” she asked softly to herself.

Dead-Wood shuffled through the village, walking quickly through the busy treants. He received many respectful greetings, but did not bother to returning them.

“It’s around here somewhere,” Dead-Wood muttered under his breath. He looked around, seeing his people hard at work. He saw a few already finishing the spark lanterns and the grain balloons.

He scoffed.

“None of these items will please her other than mine!” he said to himself.

The shaman priest soon reached a large wooden barrack and smiled. “I wonder if Commander Ninava would run a few errands for me.”

With a chuckle, he stepped into the large hut and was met with the chest of a large and muscular treant. “Oof!!” Dead-Wood grunted, knocking the hood onto the top of his head. He fell to the ground with a smash and groaned.

“Shaman Dead-Wood, I apologize for not looking where I was going!” the large and muscular soldier said.

“It’s quite fine, old friend,” Dead-Wood replied, taking his hood off, “You’re bigger than the most of the huts here!

The gigantic treant chuckled deeply, who stood three times taller than Dead-wood. His broad shoulders itself showed his sheer strength along with his size.

“I believe you would need to talk, Dead-Wood?” the soldier asked.

“Indeed,” Dead-Wood said.

“Please, follow me,” the treant warrior said, stepping to the side for Dead-Wood. Inside the hut, barren wood held only soldiers with their spears and cheap bunks. A group of them laughed and chuckled, conversing with one another. Dead-Wood struggled to keep up with the soldier’s steps, but at last, he slowed his pace.

The enormous treant soon approached a door and opened it. “Inside, please,” he said.

Dead-Wood sighed with relief softly and stepped inside.

“Commander Ninava, Shaman Dead-Wood is here for a few requests,” the buff soldier said.

“Zark, how many times have I told you that you don’t have to escort him?” a female voice replied.

“Sorry Commander,” the large soldier named Zark replied.

Commander Ninava smiled. She stood up from behind a desk proud and tall. “There’s no need to apologize.”

The female treant stood a head taller than Dead-Wood, but was dwarfed by Zark.

“Yes, Commander,” Zark said, “I’ll return to my duties.” In a flash, Zark stepped out of the room, leaving Ninava and Dead-Wood alone.

“What is it that you need, Shaman Dead-Wood?” the commander asked.

“Just a few small things that your best soldiers can do quite easily, commander,” the high priest replied, “After all, the goddess has arrived.”

“Why yes.” Commander Ninava simply said. She paused for a moment before asking a question. “Which ones do you actually need?”

“Oh, the best of the best, commander!!” Dead-Wood exclaimed, “Surely, the goddess needs more than the best!”

“Agreed.”

She paused for a moment.

“How about the Kravicks?” she asked.

“You have already captured a group of Kravick soldiers, Commander,” Dead-Wood replied, “In fact, I think that Goddess Bellura is being brought to them.”

Five serpentine soldiers in shackles and chains were poked out of the bedroom by the sharp spears. With four great arms and crests bearing proudly on their shoulders, they trudged on by the end of a spear.

“Who knew their goddess would arrive?” one of them said with a bit of disappointment. The moment he said that, he felt a jab of a spear violently to his back. The sharp weapon penetrated the thick skin of the reptile-like creature, oozing dark blood out of his hide. The Kravick’s three eyes grimaced at the jab, but quickly shook it off.

“Quiet!!” a treant soldier said, withdrawing his weapon out of the Kravick.

“You shouldn’t talk so loud, Doe,” a nearby buddy of his whispered.

“Shut it, Rei,” Doe replied, “I can talk loud as I want!” he exclaimed.

This made the treant soldier pierce his back yet again. Doe’s shoulders crests held a spiral, and on it, it looked like a leg sprinting. His shoulders crooked in such a way that it looked aerodynamic if he ran.

“Suit yourself,” Rei said, looking forward.

Rei’s was a pattern of lines parallel of each other with a large “bolt” striking through the middle. His expression lightened when Doe cursed under his breath. Both of their attention was suddenly on their fellow soldiers in front of them, Mi and Fa.

“She touched me,” Mi said dreamily, “Her touch was soft as silk.”

The other one scoffed.

“A touch can’t be soft as silk,” Fa said, “And no need to talk like that, it discomforts me.”

“Talk like what?”

“When you say your own name.”

“I said ‘me’ as in ‘me’, myself.” Mi replied.

“You did it again!”

Mi’s shoulder crests represented wind, showing a few gusts. The torrents made a “wave”, inscribing his shoulders beautifully.

Fa sighed and placed one of his hands on his face.

“I wonder why we even decided to come near the Arbor-Fortisvas,” he said.

The crests the one named Fa beared a circling orb that represented light.

“They attacked us, remember?” a dark and low voice said in front of them. A Kravick at the front looked back, showing one of his scarred eyes. “We tried our best to defend our village.”

All the Kravicks were silent, not even uttering a word. Only the clinks of their chains and the chatter of the treants were heard.

“Captain Sow,” Rei said, breaking the silence, “What happens next?”

The Kravick Captain stood quiet for a moment before speaking.

“We are going to die.”

“Goddess Bellura,” a treant servant said nervously, “We tried all what we can do to make you clothes.”

In his gigantic hand laid bundled blue fabric that was identical with the drapes above.

“Thank you,” Twilight replied, gently picking up the clothes from the trembling hand. She picked up a piece that looked like a bra and stretched it out, wanting to know which way was which. Using her hands, she searched for difference on each side. Her sense of touch picked up and laid one side up. The “bra” was just a simple line of cloth with two indents that could poke out from any side.

Twilight proceeded to take her top off, but realized that the treant was still there. She paused in her tracks before the treant spoke.

“Goddess Bellura, I ask for your permission to speak.”

“Permission granted.”

“Before you, um, put on these clothes, would you like to take a bath?” the treant suggested, with a very weak smile, “I, uh, the look on your face is saying that, supreme one.”

Twilight looked down at herself and saw the grime of mud and dirt in her furry coat. She gave a disgusted look, but the treant did not notice it. The few seconds of silence made the treant nervous, who had begun to shake.

“Yes, a bath!” Twilight said, perking the treant servant’s head up, “Yes, that!”

“As you will, Goddess Bellura!” the servant said, sprinting out to fulfill her orders.

“Wait!” Twilight said suddenly, making the running treant slip and fall. The servant got up quickly and bowed before her.

“What is it that you need, Goddess Bellura?”

“Bring me the beast in here!”

Spike snorted, his snout pressing against the bars of the cage. He snored on, making a loud and obnoxious noise in the hut. A nice long sticky drop of drool moved up and down with each successive snore. He suddenly jerked, but the tough wooden locks held him in place. With the momentum, he smashed his head on the bar above. Making a head-splitting crack, he hit his head yet again on the side bars. Spike groaned in pain and did not notice the block he was in made way for a little crack.

“By Celesia’s royal balls, that fucking hurt!!” he said to himself. His arms were still firmly encased in the wooden cuffs while his body was still entombed. He sighed a few times before resting his head on between the space of the bars.

“What am I doing?” he said, looking up at the cage he was inside in. Spike gave a look as if his own question blew his mind. He looked dumbfounded and stared into space for a moment. He blinked and shook his head.

“No,” he said, trying to relax,”I just have to breathe…”

Spike took in a deep breath and slowly let it out in three counts. A goofy smile formed on his face before doing so again.

1…

Spike took in a breath of air.

2…

He then reached his breath peak.

3…

And let the air out.

“Again,” Spike thought, closing his eyes.

1…

CRASH!!

Spike roared furiously at the noise and felt his blood rush around his body. An dark and evil roar announced from his lungs before he looked behind him to see the source of the noise. A trembling treant soldier had his spear pointed at the cage, looking very nervous and tensed. Spike remembered what Twilight had said and began to act like a dumb and bumbling beast.

Spike hissed and let his saliva dribble on the floor. In which doing so, he bared his sharp teeth.

“I need help in here!” the soldier said towards the outside of the hut. Spike heard a bunch of footsteps reach the entrance and saw several heads appear at the door.

The first treant still had his weapon out while the others looked horrified.

“Why didn’t Goddess Bellura kill that ugly thing?!” one of them exclaimed.

“Fool! Are you thinking against her?!” one of the treants said boldly, “Perhaps she did this for a reason!!”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, ask her yourself!”

Spike opened his mouth and displayed his array of teeth. Sharp as knives with a menacing glare. The treants slowly filled into the room, with their spears pointed at the green and fugly beast. However, upon getting closer, the treants realized that the beast was much smaller than them.

The first treant sighed upon discovering this and lowered his weapon. He gave a groan and rubbed his face with a hand.

“You still need help, Lil’ Wood?” one of the treants asked. This erupted all the other treants into laughter with all the eyes on the one named “Lil’ Wood”. Spike tried to best to conceal his laughter.

“Guys, stop it!” Lil’ Wood said, looking around to his fellow soldiers.

“What is the problem here?” a deep voice asked. The face of Zark peered inside the door, silencing every single treant.

“Lil’ Wood just needs help to transfer the beast to the goddess, Captain Zark!” one treant said.

Zark made a face.

“Help?” he asked, looking towards the cage.

Spike slobbered all over the floor below the cage. Zark made a face and looked towards Lil’ Wood. Zark simply grabbed a blanket and threw it at the cage.

“There we go,” Zark said, “Now, step to it Lil’ Wood!” he said, earning a few chuckles from the treant soldiers.

Lil’ Wood grabbed the draped cage and made post-haste towards the temple. His stick-like arms heaved the cage across the ground. All the other treants were preoccupied and did not notice the soldier. Passing by many huts and temples, he felt disturbed with the noise going on inside of the cage. He made a face, but carried on. Soon, the soldier was in a section of the village absent of huts. With the great green forest beside him, a large blue temple stood strong and proud. The Temple of Goddess Bellura.

The soldier sighed and placed the cage on the ground. He looked uneasy, hearing a few growls underneath the blanket over the beast.

“Why didn’t Goddess Bellura kill this thing?” the soldier asked himself, “Why would she want it in the temple?”

He looked around for a moment before picking up the cage again.

“Whatever. Orders are orders,” he mumbled to himself.

Lil’ Wood entered the massive blue temple and placed the cage down near the entrance. He stood up tall and looked around, seeing no one. Seconds later, he heard the feet of a treant servant sprinting towards him.. The servant looked frail and tiny compared to the soldier.

“Is this it?” the servant asked, clearly out of breath.

The soldier simply nodded, directing the servant to take the cage deeper into the temple. Lil’ Wood loosened his spear on his back and sighed. Without a word, he turned around and exited out the temple.

Twilight closed her eyes and felt the heat of the warm body encase her. She heavenly sighed and went deeper in the bathtub she was in. The large tub emitted steam into the air, making the room filled up with a heavy white mist. The moisture locked onto Twilight’s fur as she went deeper in the water. The water right below her muzzle, she slowly breathed in and out. The warm water took away the stress of her body and washed away the dirt on her body. She then slowly let herself float up and felt her body be taken to the surface. A hoof out of the water, she looked at it keenly and dropped it back in the water.

“This feels so good!” she said before diving in. Holding her breath, the sensation of the heat was felt from her hooves to her horn. She smiled with her eyes closed, feeling her body succumb to the water. With her hooves on the bottom, she gently pushed herself up to the surface and got a good mouthful of air. As she resurfaced, the treant servant dragged the cage inside the bathe-room.

“Your majesty,” the treant said quietly, “What you have ordered is here.”

Twilight looked over to see the cage Spike was in and felt her face brightened.

“Yes, just drag the cage over here!”

The treant did what he was told.

“You can just go and relax,” Twilight ordered, “Please do not disturb me.”

The treant bowed before leaving the room very quickly. Twilight listened for the footsteps to disappear before she undid the blanket on the cage. Underneath, she saw Spike drooling and making a nasty face. However, that all changed when he saw Twilight.

“Oh, Twilight,” Spike said, wiping the saliva away from his face with his arm, “Hi.”

“Hi.”

Spike looked up and around the bathe-room. “Wow, looks like a fancy castle,” he said.

“It’s actually a temple,” Twilight replied, “My temple,” she added with a smile.

Spike squirmed a bit in his wooden clamps before relaxing in the thick white mist. He closed his eyes and placed his face in the puddle of drool he made earlier. He did not notice this as Twilight made a disgusted face. A moment of silence passed before Spike looked up at Twilight.

“Can I join you in there?” he asked.

Twilight was hesitant, before realizing that she gave the order not to be disturbed. She nodded. Spike’s face was in glee before he noticed that he was enchained. He was in deep disappointment. Twilight looked over at the ‘lock’ of the cage and saw that it was a very primitive lock. With a simple flip and a turn, Twilight opened the door of the cage.

“I just need help undoing this,” Spike said, looking down at the wooden bindings around him.

Twilight leaned into the cage, trying to find a safety spot to undo the wood. With the front of her body out, her bare breasts were right in Spike’s face. His eyes looked at the nipples and wondrous cleavage. He bit his bottom lip and stared. The dragon’s face grew red as a cherry before Twilight heard a small click.

“Hey, I found it!!” she said. Twilight withdrew back into the water, leaving Spike open the wooden casing and climb out of the cage. Twilight’s face perked.

“Spike, are you alright?” she asked, “You looked flustered.”

“Oh, no! Not at all!” Spike replied quickly, “It’s just, uh, warm in here, that’s all,” he said, looking away.

“Understandable,” Twilight said as Spike gently placed himself into the tub.

Upon going inside, he sighed and made a noise. Scales on his hide were wiped squeaky clean by the hot water. Spike stood up and cupped water in his claws and splashed it on his face. Afterwards, he washed his shoulder and arms. In the midst of cleaning, Twilight noticed an article of clothing float up from below Spike.

“Hmm?” she said, looking closely into the water.

The cheap leaf loincloth from Spike erupted from the water, right into her face.

“Ahhh!!” she screamed, splashing the water everywhere with her hands. Incidentally, she pushed Spike into the water. The dragon submerged quickly and then suddenly gasped towards the surface within seconds. Breathing heavily, Spike gave a devious smile and wiped the excess water from his eyes.

“You think splashing water into Spikey-Wikey is fun, Twilight?” Spike asked, “Huh?”

“What? No!” Twilight exclaimed, waving her hands in front of her in a defensive manner, “Nothing like that, Spike!”

Spike pattered the water with his hands with a wide grin on his face.

“Oh?” he said.

“Elder Puraligno!” the treant servant said, bowing low, “The goddess has asked to not be disturbed!!”

“She has?” the old treant asked, “I see,” he said, stroking his chin, “Please alert me when-”

“Aiiieeee!! Ah-ha-ha-ha!!” Twilight’s voice hollered in laughter.

“The goddess!” the servant gasped, making post-haste to the bathing room. Elder Puraligno followed after him to the door. The servant stopped at the entrance of the bathe-room and looked nervous. The old treant did not have a look of worry as he listened to Twilight’s laughter.

“Ah-hee!! Ha-ha!!” she giggled.

“What is happening, Elder Puraligno?” the treant servant asked as a splash of water was heard inside. The two treants poked their heads into the door to see a green and purple creature between the legs of the goddess. Underneath the veil of white mist from the bath water, they could barely see two figures.

“The goddess has ordered for the beast to be in here, yes?” the old treant asked.

“Y-Yes,” the servant replied.

“Ah, she is laying with the beast,” Elder Puraligno said nonchalantly, “She is mating with him so that he is under the influence of her control.”

“Mating?” the servant asked.

“It is something we treants cannot do,” the elder replied as Twilight gave a loud cry, “Maybe this is why she does not want to be disturbed,” he said as the servant nodded in agreement.

Author's Note

Ooh lord.
It is finally here. Sadly, my editor couldn't get to this due to my work and all that jazz jazz. On a brighter note, I'll continue this story fairly soon. Hopefully in a few days since this story here will progress heavily.
Stay sexy my friends.

Day of Preparation: You Have Reached your Destination

Naked, Afraid, and in the Wild

Day of Preparation: You Have Reached your Destination

"And that's how the theory of physics can be disproved by magic, Spike."

"Mm-hmm."

"Mind you that magic is an amazing supernatural force that comes from within. Its so mind boggling if you think about it!!"

"Uh-huh."

"Hey, are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah, yeah, I agree."

A hard hit was heard as a large thick book made contact in the face with the one named Spike.

*SMACK*

A tall purple drake with green spines gained a lot of air as the thick book collided his scaly face. His saliva and what looked like a broken tooth flew out of his mouth as a dead thud accompanied his fall to the ground.

"Spike," a female voice said, sighing as Spike lifted his face up, revealing a bloody nose, "have you even listened to a word I said?"

"Uh, yeah?" Spike answered back with an unsure tone, "You said something about studying about magic, Twilight," the purple dragon said with pain in his voice. His bruised cheek gave a dark purple color as he wiped the blood away from his nose. "And that actually hurt." he pouted, patting his injury given by Twilight.

Spike was very tall, much taller than the purple unicorn before him. His sharp green spikes went from his head down to his neck in a mohawk-type of form. Wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, his muscular form was cowering away from Twilight, a purple unicorn wearing a skirt with a rather appealing uniform. In a quaint little wooden library, many books up on the shelves circled around the two as Twilight sighed. Face palming herself, the unicorn asked a question.

"Spike, why don't you even pay attention to my lectures?" she asked, placing her hands at her hips.

Her small shoulders led to her breasts of decent size. Her giant hips contributed to the classic hour-glass figure as she was replied by Spike.

"Lectures?" Spike said, laughing a bit. His chuckles soon turned into laughter, but it was quickly ended by groans of pain. He stopped laughing as his cheek was burning in pain. "Ooh, ah, that hurt."

"This is no laughing matter, Spike!" Twilight exclaimed as she wiped the book that hit Spike with a white cloth, " This information can help you later in life!" she continued on.

"Really?" Spike asked, raising an eyebrow, "Like knowing the exact rate of a plant growing can really help me in life!"

"Roseluck might need that information!" Twilight countered back, "That type of info can impress her!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no," Spike said, holding out his clawed hand in front of Twilight, "that would actually just unimpress her and label me as a huge nerd! I would look like a complete loser if I ranted on the rate of a flower's piston growing!"

Twilight rolled her eyes.

"C'mon Spike!" Twilight said, "You overthink things!"

"Oh, I overthink things?"

"Yes, you do!"

"Like what?"

"Like you trying to get “lucky” with Rarity!"

"Knock, knock!" a very posh voice greeted the two arguing unicorn and dragon. The voice was followed by complete silence as a few knocks echoed on the door. "Anypony home?" It was Rarity.

Spike suddenly tensed up and got red in the face as the white unicorn walked in.

"Did I just hear my name being mentioned?" she asked teasingly.

"Oh, hi Rarity!" Twilight greeted her friend with a smile, "What brings you here to the library?" she asked as Spike immediately grabbed a nearby broom and started to sweep.

Rarity shrugged off the mentioning of her name like it was nothing and looked towards Twilight.

"Good afternoon Twilight!" Rarity replied in a lady-like tone with a warm, endearing smile. "Now tell me, do you have any books on elegant dresses that were very popular during their time?"

"I think I do!!!!!" Twilight said, her horn lighting up in magic and levitated it towards Rarity. Twilight's blend of pink and purple magic soon shifted to a light blue, Rarity's magic aura. "Try this!" Twilight said as Rarity brought it closer to her.

"Thanks, Twilight" Rarity said as the book was lowered to her chest. Her appealing cleavage looked soft as silk, looking loose in her black shirt. Her horn stopped to light up as she opened the book with her soft and gentle hands. She began to quickly skim it as Twilight spoke up.

"It has all the fashions dated from the empire of Prance to the present," Twilight explained as she took a few more books from the high shelves in the library. "I also have other ones dated further back, so give me a shout if you want them."

"No, this would be just fine, darling," Rarity said, closing the book with her hands. "Thank you!"

"Not a problem!" Twilight replied, " Happy to help!"

"Oh, and hello Spikey Wikey!!!" Rarity said very cheerfully towards the dragon. She waved a little bit as Spike stopped his sweeping and replied back.

"Uh, h-hi..." he said, not able to look up at the white mare in the eyes. In the awkward situation he was in, he looked tensed up and very uncomfortable.

Rarity didn't see this and giggled as Spike's cuteness. In response to that, the dragon began to sweep again, but this time - even faster. The bristles of the old broom swept at the hard, wooden ground as Rarity approached the door to exit out.

"Bye-bye!" she said, waving on her way out.

Twilight waved back as the door closed on Rarity's exit. The clunk of the door was heard as Spike suddenly stopped sweeping and sighed in relief.

"Whoa, that was awkward!!" he said, red in the face and wiping the sweat off his brow. Spike took a deep breath and threw the broom to the side. Spike threw it a bit too hard to the ground as the old broom shattered into pieces.

"Spike!" Twilight exclaimed, her horn lighting up to clean up the mess he made, "Be careful with your strength!" The purple unicorn picked up the bits and pieces of the now wooden pulp of the broom. The remains got into a pile as Spike interjected.

"We've had that for about three years, Twilight!" Spike said, pointing his finger at it, "Remember how you wanted a miniature broom just for little little me when I was 14?"

Twilight smiled and imagined Spike, who was no taller than 3-feet when he was 14-years old. Twilight, who was a little shorter than 6-feet tall, would always see the small dragon trying to keep up with strides. In less than three years, Spike was now taller than Twilight - a major growth spurt indeed. Her smile grew a bit bigger as he was very cute back and then and almost giggled. It was held back as Spike began to talk.

"When I was growing up, you taped wooden poles and added more bristles to the end of the broom!" he said, pointing at the accursed cleaning equipment, "Don't you know how many splinters I got?!"

"And look at him now..." she thought as Spike ranted on, a bit displeased with his major biological shift.

Spike noticed Twilight's gaze and finished up his argument rather quickly. As Twilight began to speak, he looked back on the wondrous days when he was much smaller. By being so tiny, he could sneak some peeks up at panties and hopefully even more. A very likening image sprung up in his mind as he began to think about it.

A very likening image sprung up in his mind as he began to think about it.

He began to smile to himself as Twilight seemed to explain something. Her right hand made a fist and brought it down to her left open palm - unmistakably making a point. Spike could remember how clearly Rarity's black wondrous panties could be seen. He couldn't get the real thing, but had substitutes that would fulfill his “lustful” desires - Twilight's panties. However, that was the first and last time Spike ever went through Twilight's drawer. He learned his lesson of almost getting caught and had to stay in the cursed claustrophobic hell for more than eighteen hours.

Twilight then used her hands to clearly make a point again, but Spike's blank stare caught Twilight's eyes.

"Spike?" Twilight asked raising an eyebrow. Her hands in front of her with her index fingers up. She asked a question to the dragon who was staring into space, "Are you even paying attention?"

"Uh-huh," Spike replied in a monotone tone. "Magic and studying," he droned on.

"Spike!!" Twilight yelled at the top of her lungs with her horn lighting up. A large thesaurus much larger than Spike's head across the room was starting to glow in a purple and pink color. Less than in a few seconds, the large book levitated and started to go to the drake's head.

*THWACK*

Spike's purple head was bruised as his green spines were scratched up. Holding an ice pack to his face, Twilight stood beside him with a disappointing look crossed with anger. Spike had a clueless face on as he asked a question.

"How many times did you hit me in total?" he asked, looking up at the unicorn. Spike sat in his bed which was at the foot of Twilight's bed. Spike's item of rest and sleep was just like the broom………. Added on and utterly bullshit. He really didn't mind it all that much. He was used to it as Twilight would always make anything last. Even her bed was deteriorating, which was much older than six years, especially with what happened.

"More than fifty times, Spike!!!!!" she said, double face palming and groaning.

"Really? Only fifty tim-"

"Per day" Twilight said, looking down at the injured dragon.

"What?"

"I hit you for every time you don't pay attention to me, Spike," Twilight said sighing, "I know it sounds bad, but its the only way to knock you off to your senses."

"Only way? I doubt it." Spike said, muttering a bit.

"Its like becoming a habit," Twilight said, sitting up on her bed. She sat in front of Spike, who was looking towards her, "And the rest of us kind of developed it too," she said, sighing a bit.

"Develop what?" Spike asked, readjusting the ice pack on his face. "A habit of hitting me?"

"Yes, exactly," Twilight said, nodding her head, opening her legs up. Wearing a skirt, the motion picked up the dragon's eyes. Twilight looked up at the wooden ceiling and began to talk, "Well, except for Fluttershy and Rarity," she said, "Fluttershy couldn't bear to hit you and you always fall for Rarity."

"Yeah."

"Its like as if your mind is always in a different world."

"Mm-hmm."

Spike paid no attention to what Twilight was saying and stared between Twilight's legs. He could see the spectacular curve beneath the panties and focused his eyes on an exact spot. Twilight's skirt blocked out some of the light as the dark tunnel didn't give off a purple color of her soft coat. Spike gave no heed he was staring at Twilight's covered area. Instead, he imagined them being Rarity's and smiled to himself. He could imagine himself just penetrating the-

"...And remember that time when you woke up at the hospital?" Twilight asked with her arms crossed, "You know, with the few broken bones, a concussion, and the shattered femur? Well, Applejack had to kick you hard to even budge you, and you know how hard Applejack can kick. I think the mark on your hip should healed by now," she said, "Now Spike-"

Twilight looked down to see the blank look on his face, but not where they were looking at. Twilight was about to get onto her hooves to knock him back to his usual senses. However, the ice pack on the ground left by Spike made contact with Twilight's hoof. Her weight on the ice placed pressure on the smooth wooden ground, making it very slippery. The next thing she knew, she felt herself being hurled forward with her hip out on top of Spike. Spike was still staring into space, but was soon knocked out of it as he felt the soft furry legs between his cheeks.

The next thing he knew, Twilight's panties were right up on his face.

The two dropped to the ground as Twilight grunted and Spike trying to stop the fall, but since he had saw it too late, he could only react to it by the expression on his face. His serpent-like tongue escaped his mouth and yelled in surprise. Twilight's entire weight went right between her legs as she sat on Spike's face. The next thing she knew, she felt pleasure and satisfaction as she felt something wet enter her now wet pussy. She couldn't get up and only moaned as she felt the wet and slimy object explore her vagina.

Spike however couldn't even get up as the pressure of Twilight's weight stuck to the point of his head. With his tongue out and arms trapped by Twilight's legs, he couldn't help it and moved his tongue frantically in panic. Twilight let out a few moans as a shade of red immediately got onto her face. She felt herself become hot all over body as pleasure accompanied it. With each heartbeat and movement, she moved up and down the slimy member as it moved around in her passageway.

Spike, who was below, tasted Twilight as he tried to pry her off, but also wanted him on top of her and continued on. Straddled on top, Twilight began to realize what she was doing. Trying to break off from the temptation and desire to stay on, Twilight let herself fall back on the bed and found herself breathing heavily as she felt liquid coming down from between her legs.

The young drake was breathing even harder than the unicorn as he breathed in and out like a dog. With his tongue out of Twilight’s moistened vagina, It was covered in Twilight's juices. His tongue retracted into his mouth as he tasted Twilight in all its splendor and glory. He could feel a bump in between his legs, starting to grow as Twilight's leg quivered. Her mind yearned for more as she clenched her legs to stop the flow betwixt her legs.

Spike was just disoriented as he backed away using his claws. His blurred vision because of the oxygen deprivation, and along with the taste of Twilight, blocked his eyesight, as he couldn’t even see anything in front of him. Spike began to slowly go back as his small bed dragged away with him. He didn't realize that there was going to be a solid 10-foot fall behind him. The bed, along with him, dropped to the ground as a large crash was heard.

*CRASH*

Twilight also couldn't think straight as her marehood continued to pulse for pleasure and couldn't only moan quietly to herself as she stopped herself from achieving climax. Spike, who was now on the ground, was knocked unconscious.

Later, much much later...

Twilight and Spike sat at the table in the kitchen with a very awkward atmosphere. Twilight sat in a side position, averting her gaze from the oblivious dragon as the entire library was silent. Owlowiscious was snoring silently up in the dark corner, his snoring in a series of 'hoots'. They echoed through the whole library as Spike brought an ice pack up to his face. This caused a rustle and perked Twilight's ears. She looked to the side and had a solid eye-to-eye contact with Spike for a brief second before looking away again.

Her face was a good shade of red as she thought about Spike's tongue in her vagina not too long ago. She couldn't help but always think of it. Thinking about it even more got her starting to squirm her legs around, feeling the place between her legs starting to get moist again.

Spike on the other hand, had no clue as to what just happened. All he could remember was staring into space and now he found himself down on the ground with a shattered bed. He looked at Twilight, who was clearly uncomfortable. She was squirming in her seat and red in the face. The dragon didn't know what he had done wrong and thought long and hard, starting to wonder what he did to make Twilight get into an odd mood. He looked back at the place he crashed down on and saw the wood split up at the place of impact.

Curious, he got up with the ice pack in hand and began to walk towards where he landed, which was quite near the ladder. He placed it near his face injury that happened prior to his fall and walked towards the area. Stepping onto the ladder, he lifted himself with just an arm and shifted his head to where he last remembered he sat at. His feet met with the elevated part of the library and got on a knee to hopefully find out what happened. His right claw getting cold from the ice pack, he grabbed it with his left to lighten the chilly temperature on his scales.

His eyes examined the floor and saw what it looked like to be water on the ground. With his numb scaled fingers, he touched it and felt it being somewhat thick between his finger. He moved his thumb and index finger between it and saw the liquid stick time to time and break off. He looked up to be at the foot of Twilight's bed, a bit puzzled to wonder what the liquid was. Spike looked at the place he last remembered being at and scratched his head. But as he did, he smelled something very musty and strong on his finger and looked at it questionably. He stood straight up and continued to sniff it, his nostrils flaring to get the exact scent of the liquid. A puzzled face went on his face as he remembered clearly smelling this liquid before and sniffed it even harder.

Meanwhile, down at the table, Twilight felt her legs quiver involuntarily and just couldn't hold her desire anymore longer and stormed into the second room of the library. The chair she sat in tumbled to the ground as her feet stepped very quickly towards a room. The sound of a door slamming was heard afterwards as Spike still sniffed his finger trying to get memory of the scent.

*SLAM*

"Mother of Celestia, where in the hell did I smell this?!" Spike exclaimed as he stared at his finger with a glare, "Did Twilight do something to me?!"

Twilight locked the wooden door behind her and was starting to breath harder as her fingers edged to explore her wet pussy. Her back slammed against the door as her sexual juices flowed down her furry purple legs as her fingers began to go inside. She closed her eyes, breathing a bit heavily as her fingers squirmed in the wet vagina. Her panties were soaking wet now as her index finger went deep inside of her. Twilight gave out a small moan and whimpered a bit, her legs clenched up in pleasure. A continuous noise of her finger going in and out of her hole was soon accompanied as she gave a circular motion on her clitoris. She felt a wave of pleasure shoot through her body and she began to go at a faster pace. Twilight bit her bottom lip as she tried to go in deeper inside of herself.

Unfortunately, her small hands had much shorter fingers and couldn't go deep like Spike's tongue. Twilight's sweat made her mane wet as she gently huffed for breath. Her yearning eyes looked around like anything that would fit in her hole and immediately saw something across the room. Her horn lit up and brought what looked like a horn. It was a little bit longer compared to her own horn, but much longer than her fingers. The magic from her horn brought the acquired plastic dildo to her and slowly brought it into her wet passage. Twilight had a grimaced look as she prepared to bring the object through herself. She bit her lip again from groaning out too loud and attracting Spike. As the slushing sound only filled the air, Twilight's open hands lifted her shirt up to expose her two beautiful melons. Her tongue twirled around her right nipple and sucked on it while closing her eyes. She imagined a stallion plowing her in the front, but as she always did, an image of Spike would break through.

Twilight embraced the thought as she imagined the purple dragon bringing his erected member right inside of her in a steady rhythm as she felt herself nearing her climax. She could feel something long and hard up inside of as the unicorn switched from her right breast to the left and began to suck on it. The momentum and rhythm got faster, a pool of her juices was now all out on the floor. The horned dildo went deep inside of Twilight's vagina, which was pooling out even more of her sexual juices. She brought the dildo out using her magic and brought it to her mouth and tasted the horn dripping in her own scent. Her fingers immediately replaced the work of the dildo as she imagined a cock in her mouth. She slid it in back and forth as she swallowed her own juices. Moaning quietly to herself, she placed the dildo between her legs and began to shove it deep inside of her. Pumping it in and out as her pussy was sucking it in and sucking it out, Twilight felt herself coming at a point and started to whimper a little bit louder, her breaths quickly reaching short.

"I-I-I'm-I'm," Twilight gasped as her face tried to hold it back. "I-I-I..."

Outside the room, up near her bed, Spike began his descent down the ladder and looked at his finger very funny. He shook his head as he wiped his finger up on his scales, not knowing he was smearing Twilight's scent all over himself.

"S-S-S-SPIIIIIIIIKE!!" Twilight yelled out from the other room.

A thump was heard as Spike let go of his one hand from the ladder. The other had an ice pack to his head. What was 6-feet below him was the warm and welcoming ground.

*SMASH*

Spike face planted onto the ground and groaned in intense pain as the sudden scream from Twilight clearly surprised him. Owlowiscious fell from his stand and landed right on top of Spike's head, pushing his head even further into the ground. He grunted as Owlowiscious flew off quickly and hovered beside the fallen dragon. Spike brought a numb claw to a sore on his face and grumbled.

"Now that - that really hurt," he said, as Owlowiscious hooted, "Twilight, what's wrong?!" Spike yelled out, trying to get up on his feet.

"Do-Don't come in, Spike!" Twilight's voice exclaimed. A burst of magic exploded in Twilight's study room as Spike raised an eyebrow.

"Huh, so I landed on my face for nothing?" he said in a deadbeat tone, "Gee, isn't that reassuring!!!!!"

"Who." Owlowiscious hooted, earning a nod from Spike.

"Well said, Owlowiscious," Spike said, looking towards the owl, "Well said."

The front door suddenly knocked. Spike's head hooking right towards the wooden thing. The door was knocked on three times, leaving only Spike to answer the door. He opened it to see a pegasus with a bright smile in a mail uniform. His coat was white with golden eyes and mane. A little shorter than Spike, the drake could see the early years of a stallion on the pegasus. This pony couldn't be no older than 14.

"Hello, I'm Carey! Carey Hoovers!" the pegasus said cheerfully with a bright smile.

Spike noticed the uniform and raised an eyebrow.

"Say, where's Derpy?" he asked. He also noticed that the colt almost looked like Derpy.

"Oh, she's out for today." Carey said, looking through his mail bag, "She's my cousin if you're wondering! Normally, I'm stuck at the post office sorting all the mail, but I finally got the chance to do this!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!" Carey exclaimed with a bright smile.

"Cool story, bro," Spike said sarcastically. The colt didn't seem to see that as an insult and complimented him.

"Thanks!" he said, handing Spike a letter. "Say, are you a dragon by perchance?" he asked the purple drake.

"Ten out of ten for observation” the dragon said, receiving the letter. The letter he was handed was pure white, white as the snow, and like Rarity's nice soft coat. He placed it under his arm as the colt asked another question.

"What's your name?" Carey asked.

"Spike!" the dragon replied to the colt's question.

"Oh, Spike?" Carey asked, his face lighting up, "I've heard a lot of things about you!"

"I-I'll take that as in good things..." Spike said, with the letter seeming to crumple up underneath his arms.

"Yeah, somepony named Rarity talks about you all the time and th-"

Spike couldn't believe what the mail colt said.

"Say what now?!" he exclaimed, almost jumping the derped out colt.

Spike's giant claws wrapped around Carey, who gave no heed to the sudden move and smiled innocently.

"Yeah!"

"Is there anything else she's saying about me?" Spike asked, his claws letting Carey go, "You know, my sexy physique?" he asked, kissing his muscular bisect.

"I think so!" Carey said as Spike's lips met his muscle.

Spike smiled proudly and looked at Carey. "You're cool, Carey."

"You're cool too, Spikey Wikey!!"

"Yeah, don't call me that," Spike said, his tone now cold and venomous. His eyes glared down at the colt, who was staring up at him with an innocent happy smile.

The colt then turned around. "See ya', Spike!!" he said, waving, "I need to deliver more mail!"

"Wait, Carey, why didn't you just put it in the mail box?" Spike asked, pointing to his that was right next to the door.

"The letter looked important!" Carey said, his wings started to flap. "Either way, I wanted to meet you!" he said, taking off into the late afternoon sky. "See ya'!"

Spike raised an eyebrow and looked at the plain white letter that now laid in his hand. He flipped it to see the emblem stamp of Princess Celestia. The dragon stared at the letter as an area under his eye twitched.

"Why didn't the princess send the mail through me?" he asked himself.

"Oof, boy." Carey said, shaking his head. He flew up to a mailbox and dropped a few letters in and continued the route, "I think Spike had a marefriend over... He just smelled like when sis had hers over..."

Spike scratched his head as he closed the door behind him and used a claw to open up the letter.

"I wonder what the princess wanted," he said taking it out and unfolded it, "I think it must be urgent if she's sending it through the mail." He sighed and began to read it to himself. Owlowiscious came by and landed on Spike's shoulder.

"Who?" the owl hooted.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll feed you," Spike said, now halfway through the mail, "First I have to-"

Spike stared at the letter and scratched his head.

"Huh..." he said, his finger that smelled musty went by Owlowiscious' nose, who hacked and coughed at the smell on Spike's finger, "I should go tell Twilight." He began to skim again and reread it as Owlowiscious flew away.

To Twilight and Spike

You maybe wondering as to why you have received this mail in such an odd fashion. If you're reading this, I am in Saddle Arabia and would like to ask that you two join me. There isn't much of importance, but time is. In 30 minutes time, a magical carriage will be arriving and will travel to Saddle Arabia without any assistance. All you have to do is pack up the essentials for a small trip.

I expect you two to be here in a few hours' time.

Salutations, Princess Celestia.

"Gee, I wish she could've at least said something that we need to do," Spike grumbled, reading the letter through again. He walked up to the door where Twilight's study room was and opened it. The door seemed to be locked as his strength completely obliterated the door. Splinters went everywhere while Spike still had his eyes glued to the letter.

"Spike!!" Twilight said, who was half naked underneath a very small blanket, "You should've at least knoc-"

"Tut tut, my dear Twilight," Spike said with a hand up, "Its a letter from the princess."

"What?"

Twilight's magic grabbed the letter and ripped it out of Spike's claws.

"Well, isn't that just rude?" he asked, but he was ignored and was thrown off by a very familiar musty smell. "By the gods, it smells weird in here," he said, sniffing vigorously.

Twilight felt much more relaxed as she released all the tension before through masturbation. Normally, that's what she would always do when Spike and her studies would stress her out. Today was just one of her days.

The purple unicorn read the letter again with a puzzled look.

"Spike, do you know what's exactly going on?" she asked as Spike's voice went in delight.

"Oh, sweet! You found it Twilight?"

Twilight looked over to see Spike wearing the horn up on his head. A particular horn that Twilight had used to pleasure herself. Her face grew red in embarrassment as Spike danced around with it on.

"Look at me!" he said, moving in a hilarious manner. His arms went everywhere as his foot stepped back in an awkward dancing position and stuck his tongue out. "I'm Twilight Sparkle, and Friendship is Magic!" he said, finishing his dance moves right up next to her. Spike opened his eyes to see the cleavage of Twilight's melons right in his face. What was met with his head next was a powerful slap across his face.

"Ptoo!" Spike spat as he went airborne across the room. He did a few flips as he went in head first into the side of the room. A large crash of Spike's head made a giant hole in the thick wood in the library.

*CRASH*

"I-I didn't see them!" Spike's muffled voice screamed. He thought that Twilight saw him staring at her knockers.

Which in fact, wasn't true in the slightest. The reason that she slapped him was because of what he was wearing on top of his head. The horn that substituted for a dildo sat on the ground nearby Spike's twitching foot. Pieces of the park littered around him as Twilight's magic picked it up. The unicorn didn't hear Spike's words and was glad he didn't smell it. She wouldn't want him to know she masturbated almost daily. She got red in the face as she felt a sudden urge to do it again. Her legs twitched involuntarily again as she fought it back.

Twilight could feel the temptation to masturbate boil down as she picked up the letter with a happy voice.

"Time to pack up, Spike!!" she said, clapping her hands together. Her breasts bounced up tightly underneath the blanket as Spike gave a thumbs up while head first into the wall.

"Yay..." he said very weakly.

"What?" Rarity exclaimed as Spike and Twilight had their luggage out outside the library, "Where are you two going exactly?"

"Saddle Arabia," Twilight said with Spike beside her, "We don't know why Princess Celestia is asking us to come, but it sounds urgent."

"Oh, I hope nothing bad happened,", a very busty yellow pegasus, namely Fluttershy, said worryingly in a soft voice. "Are you sure it isn't important?"

"That's what Princess Celestia said in the letter," Spike said, crossing his arms, "And I wonder why she didn't send it through me..." he muttered, "I can receive letters just fine, ya know..."

"Anyway sugarcube, stay safe on your ride," Applejack said in a southern accent.

"Where's Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie?" Twilight asked, noticing that all of her friends weren't here.

"Oh, Rainbow Dash is in Canterlot trying to decide whether or not to go to either the Daring Do book signing or the Wonderbolts show," Fluttershy said softly, "You should've have seen her this morning. She was going crazy. I hope she's fine."

"I reckon she is, Fluttershy," Applejack said, tilting her hat up, "And say, Pinkie Pie is taking a vacation with the Cakes'."

Out of the sky, a bright gold carriage flew towards the four ponies and drake. It flew in at an incredible speed, but slowed down drastically as it landed magically on an open ground.

"Wow, that's an amazing color scheme!" Rarity said, admiring the carriage, "Its fabulous!!"

The golden chariot had a magnificent color of white that perfectly went with the gold. Without it being pulled, two majestic magical wings rested at the side and waited for its passengers. Spike picked up the luggage and went his way towards it as Twilight followed after him.

With a grunt, Spike placed the luggage at the interior of the carriage, majority of it being parchment, quills, and ink.

"I don't think you have to bring that stuff, Twilight," Spike said, pointing at the mass number of the writing material.

"There's never enough stuff to write about!" Twilight said as Spike placed in the clothes and toiletries. Spike only had a small trash bag of clothes while Twilight had about three giant bags for her clothing.

"And your clothes..." Spike said, noticing how Twilight's stuff filled about half the carriage, "Way too much."

Twilight bumped Spike back in the back of the head softly with her palm, "You know Spike," she said, "You need to learn about the importance of hygiene," she teased, "Are you asking for a lesson?"

"No, please," Spike said, shuddering a little, "Out of all the things, I don't want to learn about hygiene."

"What are you bringing then?"

"Just four pairs of shorts and shirts," Spike said, pointing to his crushed bag in the corner, "Oh, make that five," he said pointing to his short and shirt he was wearing, "I have a good month’s worth of clothes in there."

"You smelly dragon!!" Twilight continued in a teasing tone, "Get in there!" She pointed inside the carriage.

Spike began to chuckle and replied to that, "I'm not little anymore, Twilight!" the dragon who was much bigger than the unicorn said, "I can-"

A beam of magic thought otherwise as Spike flew inside and closed the door as he crashed inside. The carriage almost toppled over as Spike's yell of pain was muffled beneath all the luggage.

"Is Spike fine, Twi'?" Applejack asked in a worry tone, "Ever since I broke his bone, I have this feeling that he's getting worse. Do you know what the problem is?" she asked.

"It’s just that his brain cells are struggling to keep up with his ginormous growth spurt," Twilight explained, "He grew up to my height in just under four hours."

"I do sometimes worry for that poor thing!!!!" Rarity said, "The only thing I could make him snap out of things is to do “suggestive” things."

"Huh?" Twilight asked, "What did you say Rarity?"

"Oh, nothing much!" Rarity said, waving it off, "Have fun you two!"

"S-See you, Twilight," Fluttershy said, waving. She looked at Rarity with an odd look and waved with Applejack, who was also giving Rarity a look.

"Well, have a pleasant time in Saddle Arabia, Twilight!" Rarity said, looking a little red on her white face, "Just have fun!"

Twilight began to walk towards the carriage, but the transport suddenly began to start up as it slowly turned to a narrow strip of flat land. Its wings began to flap a bit as it began to move without Twilight inside it.

"Uh-oh!!" the unicorn said, dashing towards the magical carriage.

The golden carriage was now picking up speed as Twilight struggled to keep up. In an instant, Twilight's horn lit up and teleported inside of the carriage. Her vision shifted from the lands of Ponyville into the darkened carriage as she felt the carriage automatically gain air. She began to laugh at what happened, but was cut short as Spike's voice came in.

"Uh, Twilight, can you get off of me?" Spike nervously asked.

Twilight heard Spike's voice come from behind her and started to move, but her flank softly hit against Spike's face, who suddenly lurched backwards.

"Hey, Twilight, watch where you're touching!!" Spike yelled out as she felt the area of her panties exposed underneath her skirt. The unicorn looked down to see her hands near Spike's groin area. Her breasts was right in between a bump in his shorts. A nice flat lump in his pants looked like it was growing as her fingers were mere inches away from the arousing member. The more Twilight moved, the more Spike would give some sort of groan that would turn her on. Twilight felt her face quickly flush red and give off heat as she tried to move away. However, due to the sheer abundance of luggage, Twilight could only move back or forward. If she moved forward, she would make Spike even more uncomfortable to his penis. But, if she moved back, Spike's face would come in contact with her moist pussy. That was the last thing she would want in this predicament.

Spike found himself in a very uncomfortable position as he felt Twilight's body weight on his torso and very arousing movement in his crotch. He could feel himself getting hard the more Twilight would struggle to move. The movement was not the only thing that was making him hard, but the striped panties Twilight was wearing. Black and purple in color, Spike forced himself not to look, but couldn't help it. Just watching it move side to side was a factor that was getting him aroused to the max. Spike could swear that a very familiar smell was coming off from Twilight's panties. He couldn't let himself move forward and give a whiff while Twilight was only struggling to get off. The young dragon felt his heart beat go faster as he felt the bumps and sores on his face going someplace else on his body.

"S-Spike..." Twilight said, also trying to look away from his dick that was clearly between her breasts. She could feel the heat come off of it as she felt it wet at the tip. "Try to push me forward and sit up in quick succession..." she said, trying not to moan.

The purple dragon grunted in response, and did what he was told. Twilight felt Spike's rough, yet gentle claws, grip around her thighs and pushed her forward. She felt herself leave Spike's body and crashed softly in the leather seats. With her knees on the ground and body on the seats, Twilight began to try to take a deep breath after what just happened.

Spike flew back and landed on his ass. The next thing he did was sitting down and trying to cover his clear boner that stuck up like a white flag in defeat. His dick pulsing and wanting a hole to stick it in, he was breathing heavily to control it. But that wasn't over.

The carriage suddenly tipped over for a second, sending Spike across the tight carriage in a vertical form. Twilight felt her flank lift up from the g-force and found herself in an immobile position. With her hands gripping on the the leather seat, she suddenly felt something hard go through between her panties.

Spike's hard member, while the majority of his shaft was covered, didn’t prevent the tip of it making a brief entrance into Twilight's marehood as she screamed in surprise. Despite it just being less than two inches, Twilight felt the warmth of a cock in her vagina, but for only a brief moment. Her horn lit up in magic as the entire carriage shook again once more. Spike felt the tip of his rod covered in sensual pleasure, but was then thrown back as the carriage went the opposite way. It halted momentarily as Spike was now in the seat he was flung from. Sitting down, Twilight was headed right to him. Twilight's whole body crashed into Spike and slid down his body. What was met with the connection was the tip of Spike's cock and Twilight's pussy again.

Twilight's horn lit up in magic again as the magical carriage shook in disturbance to it. The carriage began to vibrate again as Twilight leaned forward to the ground and Spike fell in the back with the luggage. With both of them breathing heavily, the carriage seem to deteriorate as the walls around them began to break down. The sonic winds from the outside took broke through and grabbed the heavy luggage and bursted through the outside of the carriage. The highly elevated wind sent a major wind chill down to the unicorn and dragon. Their skin and coat suddenly turned wet as a fluffy cloud full of moisture was in the path of the uncontrollably carriage. The prevailing winds literally tore the outer parts of the carriage as Spike hung on for dear life as Twilight did the same.

"Twilight!!" Spike yelled, his hand trying to get in the vicinity of Twilight's, "Give me your hand!!"

The violent winds dried out her eyes and blinked to moisten them. However, Twilight's eyes were quickly dried out again as she could only a silhouette of Spike's figure. Blind as a bat, she leaned forwards with her hand out and hoped for the best.

"Gotcha!!" Spike said, his massive, clawed hands grabbing Twilight's. He brought the unicorn close to his body as the base of the carriage was crumbling away like light.

"Hold on Twilight!!" Spike yelled as she felt his arms encased her like a cocoon. She couldn't feel anything and couldn't even say a word. Even her lungs couldn't scream out as she was free falling from the sky. It was as if her magic was drained out somehow.

Falling high above the sky with the sub-zero wind relentlessly pecking at their ears and eyes, that was the last thing both the unicorn and dragon ever saw and heard.

To be continued in:

Day 1: Nude Beach

Author's Note

I couldn't stop myself from writing this! :raritydespair: Now, is that good or bad? :trixieshiftleft:

Depends, huh?

I have Twilight here being a total masturbating addict. So, that's a plus. :trollestia: And if physics was here, it would take a giant load on me and flip me off as I wallow up Shits' creek. Sounds like a good time, eh?

And writing this while listening to Two Steps from Hell was pretty interesting, I gotta' say.

Now, I have other stories wanting to be updated. Its been more than a month... :applecry: The next chapter of this? May Celestia have mercy on my soul.

:fluttershyouch:

Despite that negative thought, what do you guys think? I would like to you your opinions, thoughts, comments, or at least anything. So that way, I can write more of this. :rainbowkiss: Thanks for reading!! :twilightsmile: :moustache: