Chapter One: The Plan

In the land of Equestria, a land where peace and harmony reign, the moon glew high in the sky and the stars shone away the darkness. Ponies all around were either getting ready for the night life or tidying up for sleep while others prepared for work the next day, all but four teenage mares. The four were inside a small tree house filled with bags of potato and apple chips, soda, marshmallows, chocolate, even a few salt licks, all in all stuff you would bring to a “classic” sleepover. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Babs Seed were talking about random things: stunts, songs, and most importantly, boys. Though not just any boys, a single type has seemed to have captivated the attention of all four mares. This boy was the most handsome, kindest, sweetest, and bravest boy around.

“So y’all love Spike as well?” Asked the yellow coated, scarlet maned, teen country mare, looking at her two closest friends and cousin. She had on a c-cupped pink bra that matched her bow and panties with the apple family symbol on the hem of her undies. Her cutie mark was a wrench and swervedriver crossing over a red apple.

“Well I wouldn’t put it like that AB, I mean, sure he’s cool and everything, but...” Stated a tomboyish, orange coated, purple maned pegasus wearing her training bra, despite begin the smallest in the group when it came to chest sizes. But her well toned legs made up for it, or at least it did to the boys when she wore the boyish shorts she was wearing, even if it did cover her cutie mark.

“Oh, stop denying it, Scoots. We all heard you moaning his name last week, at our last sleepover.” Scootaloo’s face turned red from the statement the white unicorn mare with a purple, two toned, curly mane said. The white mare wore a transparent purplish gown, no doubt made by her sister of course, with a fuzzy line that covered her b-cupped chest. Even without her having the largest bust, she got the most attention out of the whole group. She also wore matching panties adorned with the soft silk fabric that showed off her music note and a mic cutie mark that signified a singing voice so glorious that both genders would flock over to hear her.

“Look who’s talking, miss ‘take me to the moon with those magical claws of yours’.” Spoke the city accented, pink maned, tan teen. Like Scootaloo, she also wore an orange training bra, letting her chest nearly rival that of Sweetie Belle, and a pair of matching panties that covered her cutie mark as well. Babs had just moved from Manehattan, since no school in the city would take her after her violent outburst. She had assaulted a mare for bullying another for not having a cutie mark. It started with vocal threats before it escalated to its physical conclusion... let’s just say that the bully’s muzzle was wired shut for the next month. “But we all can agree that he’s the most sexest thing on this planet.”

“Yeah...” the three others said in unison.

“So, who’s going to date him?” Sweetie asked as a wave of silence consumed the room.

“How about we all date him until he chooses one of us... or we can just share him.” Applebloom suggested.

“That’s a great idea, Applebloom!” Scootaloo said as she opened a can of grape soda. “But how are we going to ask him? We can’t just walk up to him and say, ‘Hey Spike, how about you take all four of us to someplace cool?’.”

“Plus, he’s still getting over the fact that my sister doesn’t share the same feelings as he does.” The four teens sighed. The Four members of the Cutie Mark Crusaders remembered the event very clearly four years ago

[Flashback]

The four crusaders had been walking home from school that evening as a shadow had crossed over them. Terror was the first thing they felt as the shadow was shaped in the form of a dragon. Instantly their heads shot up to catch sight of their would be attacker and saw, to their great shock, Spike fly by at max speed. His flight was wobbly and slow as he had only just recently aquired his wings two weeks ago. Still it was fast for him. They would have normally left him to his own, believing he was getting an ingredient for Twilight, as he flew into the Everfree Forest that was until a tear had fallen on their muzzels. In that moment they gave chase to the dragon.

He had flown a fair distance into the Everfree though strangely there was no animal or dangerous plant to get in their way. The girls were contemplating if they should go back to tell Twilight of Spike flying off, thinking he was leaving Ponyville, but they stopped dead in their tracks as they reached the most stunning sight they had seen in all the Everfree. It was a crystal clear lake, a pool so clean and calm you could see to the absolute depth of the water, they saw in detail the wood and trees that had sunk to the bottom and a waterfall that was the only source of discord in the otherwise peaceful area. That was a sight in and of itself. It had a constant rainbow, both at the bottom where the water frothed, and at the top where it began it’s decent. They could’ve stayed in that spot for hours on end just enjoying the scenery... well had it not been for the cries they heard.

They had traveled around the falls. Finding a small niche that gave way to a large cavern hiding just behind the falls. There they found Spike crying. It was a small quiet affair that only made it worse. Going deeper in they had nearly keeled over by what they saw. Gems, gems upon gems upon gems, were piled to the roof of the cavern. It was all piled into a corner and was obviously enchanted as there was no physical way such a large hoard couldn’t fall over. But that was an after thought in their mind. Spike was crying the strongest, most composed and level headed dragon they knew... was hurt.

“Spike?” Sweetie called. Startling the weeping dragon as he turned around anger plain on his face as he eyed the quartet. Instantly his face turned to one of sorrow and regret.

“Sorry,” He said getting to his feet, his eyes never leaving the girls. It became apparent to the girls that Spike had darted through the waterfall as his purple shirt was soaked to the bone. “What are you four doing here?” He asked shaking his clothes as he started steaming water off himself.

“We’ve been followin’ ya since ya flew out of Pony-ville, Spike.” Babs said looking closely at Spike. Noticing his red puffy eyes she was about to ask him what he was doing here till Applebloom beat her to the punch.

“Nothing that concerns you.” His tone was cold and distant. It terrified them.

“We were just worried Spike. It’s not like you to just fly into here. What happened?” Sweetie asked, drawing closer to the dragon in an attempt to calm him down. It wasn’t working

“You wanna know what happened Sweetie.” He asked moving to his hoard as he did so. He eyed it ruefully as if wasn’t a pile of delicious gems but more as something disgusting and sad. “Do you know what these are?” He directed the question at them.

“They’re gems.” Scootaloo said. Eyeing the pile trying to see what Spike found so awful about them.

“Yes and no,” He said lifting one of his claws into the air. “They are gems,” He swung his fist down smashing every gem that lay under them. “But more importantly,” He swung again. “They are,” Again his fist crashed down. “Reminders,” Again and again his fist made contact with the precious stones, breaking them, smashing them, turning them into dust under his barrage. “Of wasted hours, of wasted feeling, of wasted everything!” He shouted his hoard growing smaller and smaller as he spoke.

“Spike stop!” The girls cried, trying and failing to keep the dragon from destroying his gems. stone after stone they watch lost until there was nothing left. Nothing but a panting dragon and four horrified fillies.

“You asked what those gems were... They are the gems I helped Rarity pick, they were the blood sweat and tears we both put into getting. They were hopes and dreams of a bright future... A very nice lie I told myself.” He said Extending his wings to their full length. “These gems are broken promises and lies.” He finished giving one giant flap of his wings to send the remianing dust into the waterfall and down into the lake below it.

“What happened?” Babs asked. She had seen the affection Spike held for Rarity, it was no Pony-ville secret, not even a personal one, how could affection turn into... this?

“Nothing much. Rarity simply had a coltfriend.” Spike said in a nonchalant fashion.

Now the girls were stunned, they were beyond speechless, they were flabbergasted!

“Sweetie did you know Rarity had a coltfriend?” AB asked the unicorn as they began to converse amongst themselves.

“I didn’t even know she like any colts in Ponyville.” She spoke in a hushed tone.

“Seriously she’s ya sister, you gotta at least know when she got the hots for some stallion.” Babs retorted.

“Yeah sweetie. You spend every moment with her I’m surprised you didn’t notice.” Scootaloo said.

“It’s fine. Even I didn’t know till she was making out with him in her boutique.” Spike said his arms linked around Sweetie and Scoot’s. They naturally screamed out in shock, making Spike chuckle. “Don’t worry about it,” He said going deeper into his cave, motioning the girls to follow. “Sorry about that, too. I just had to get rid of all that stuff.”

He lead the girls deeper and deeper into the cave, they marveled at the depth, which is to say they began to worry of getting lost in the maze of the cave. They were mistaken. Spike had led them into a open area of the cave, well more as the wall of a cliff. The evening light streamed through an open portion of the cave overlooking onto Pony-ville and beyond.

“So...” Spike said. “Wanna kick back?” He asked reaching into a pool to pull out a bottle of sarsaparilla.

They spent a few hours chatting. Spike telling them about how he found the cave, him setting it up as his hangout when he had off time, and his get away when things got too stressful back home.

[End of flashback]

The four teens went silent again, trying to think up ways to tell their crush that all four of them wanted to date him.

“I think I got an idea.” Babs said with a mischievous grin on her face. “How about we challenge him to a game, or something, make a bet with him that when he loses, he’ll have to take all of us out on a date. He’ll have to do what we say ‘cause of his dragon code thingamabob.”

“That could work, but how are we going to make him say yes to the bet in the first place?” The unicorn of the group asked.

“Simple, Spike’s almost as prideful as Rainbow Dash, If we tease and bait him enough, his pride will make him say yes.” The oldest of the four replied.

“Thats all well and good, cuz, but what kind of game, or whatever, should we do? It’d have to be something that we would be able to win no matter what.” The young cowmare pointed out.

“We’ll play poker! My mom used to be a dealer when she was my age, and she taught me a lot of card tricks. I’ll set it up so Spike will win a couple of rounds and get cocky. After a while, mention the bet and bait him to agree and decide it with one last hand. Because of his pride, he’ll think that he can’t lose. That’s when I give him a bad hand he’ll lose to us and he’ll be none the wiser.” Babs said with a grin as she rubbed her hands together like a cartoon villain.

“That's a good idea!” The other three should in unison.

“And where are we going to play our game?” Scootaloo asked, taking another sip of her drink.

“Where else? At the library.”

Meanwhile, at the Library

Spike was busy reading a book on the upcoming holiday, Nightmare Night. Ever since Twilight became a princess, both he and Twilight found themselves busier than usual. Back and forth, from Canterlot to Ponyville, Spike and Twilight had to help her former mentor and her sister run a kingdom via meets with some snobby ponies and plan some major events. The good thing about being in Canterlot was that Twilight got to spent time with her parents, while Spike spent time with his mom and aunt, despite the fact that Discord, Fluttershy, and Pinkie were also there. Spike did question why Pinkie was here, but he didn’t really mind, Fluttershy did say she was there to help keep Discord in check, but out of all of them, there was still that one pony who would ruin everything.

Prince Blueblood.

Spike hated him. He hated the royal snob that shamed the Celestial royal sisters, just for being related to him. Even if he was the adopted son to the princess of the sun, Spike just want to mount that jerk’s head over the fireplace, but he knew better than to attack one of his cousins. Spike chuckled, still remembering the time he pissed off Celestia when Spike was still a baby.

[Flashback]

It was about noon on another beautiful, sunny day that Celestia brought forth. The princess glad to have her son in town for ‘royal business’, as they sat together the royal garden on a blanket made from the finest silk in Equestria. Normally, Celestia would be wearing her royal white dress, showcasing her perfect hips, cutie mark, and bountiful chest. But today, she was wearing a sleeveless yellow shirt that covered her upper body in a triangle and a black pair of jeans that would surprise everyone but those closest to her, while Spike wore a pair of blue jeans and a lime green t-shirt.

In front of them were cakes, donuts, gems, and a few others treats for the two of them as they enjoyed themselves, talking about anything that popped into their minds and playing around like any happy mother and son would. That was until a white, well dressed, stallion with a blonde mane entered the garden. He was having a wonderful day putting down ponies who were not noble, namely Pinkie Pie.

“Good afternoon aunty! I’m here to ask you to attend with my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my WHAT IN THE NAME OF YOUR MOTHER IS THAT THING?!” The prince screamed, pointing his finger at Spike.

“He’s not a thing, dear nephew. He’s a dragon. And I’ve told you that I was clearing my schedule to be with him. Now if you please, take your leave.” Celestia said in a polite manner, sipping her tea. But the prince, being the stubborn one that he is, shook his head.

“Not until this... this monster leaves!” Spike looked over to his hot chocolate and saw it was boiling. He then looked back at Celestia, whose aurora mane and tail were gone, only to be replaced by the flames of the sun itself.

The flames surrounded the stallion, making escaping impossible as the heat intensified to the point where it scorched the stallion’s clothes. Spike was lucky that dragons were immune to such heat and that Discord was able to poof up some fireproof gear for everyone else. “HOW DAREST THOU INSULT MY SON!” The sound of thunder and an angry mother’s roar filled the air as it rumble throughout the castle. Her enraged shout even awoke Luna from her slumber. “THOU, WHO ART NOT EVEN WORTHY ENOUGH TO SCRUB THE ROYAL TOILET, DOST HAVE THE GALL TO CALL HIM A MONSTER! MAYBE I SHOULD SHOW THEE THE WORSE FEAR ANY CREATURE COULD EVER SEE! A MOTHER’S WRATH!” It was a good thing that Blueblood’s pants were already burned off, because he would have soiled them in fear. Finally taking the hint, he made a run for it, to his home. A lot of ponies were able to take nude pictures of him before he got there and they spread throughout Equestria. To this day, he still gets called the nude runner from time to time, especially when he gets too snobbish.

[End of Flashback]

While the site of a naked Blueblood will forever haunt his nightmares, a memory of the look on his face will always bring out a chuckle and a smile to his face. Here he was sitting on the couch in the library. Twilight is away and he have the treehouse all to himself. Closing his book, Spike place it back and went up stairs, it was getting late and he need rest. Laying on his bed, Spike let his mind wander to the Cutie Mark Crusaders all wearing skimpy swimsuits before slipping into slumbers embrace.

Author's Note

I like to thank OminousBrony for editing this...well kind of rough drift of a story. Anyway I'll be posting a updated chapter on his convinces, meaning when ever he feels like it. I hope you enjoy.