My New Life

by The Human Dragon

Rating: teen
Tags: Alternate Universe, Human, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Rarity, Romance, Slice of Life
Length: 3056

My name is Spike, I lived in Canterlot for so long, I as a child worked off debt on my mom, I know a child working off debt. Now, I am on my own!

My name is Spike Skylar Sparkle, as a child, I worked off debt that my mom; Twilight Stella Sparkle stacked on me. Finally, after my twentieth birthday, after so long I was able to pay off the debt. Now, on my way to a new life - I'm moving to Ponyville - I am looking to get a more rustic life.

(First person narrative of Spike).

(First story of this kind for me).

Published 2013-10-20 06:30:03 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-23 04:46:15 UTC

Chapter 0

My New Life

Chapter 0: A New Life Ahead

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I smirked as I looked to a mirror. What to say? I thought to myself, I held a large sum of cash in my hand. With another thought I nodded as I found my choice was crystal clear. I closed my eyes for a mere moment, and then I walked through the oak wood door. - The creaking sound as normal was heard through the house. - I brushed back my naturally green hair with my left hand.

I walked to my mom. "Hi, Mom, how's your coffee?" I asked, a smirk growing on my face as I put my hands in my pockets.

"It's good, Spike. Why, why are smiling?" said my two purple hair colored mother.

My smirk grew wider and even more visible. "This is why," I handed Mom my cash I held in hand.

Her mouth fell agape as the money was larger than my hand. "Is, that, all of it?" she asked, ever since I was old enough to talk clearly she gave me little jobs to do, she gave as my first job she gave me nickels each day. As I grew I got bigger jobs and allowances.

When I became eighteen I got my first honest job in Canterlot's café. It wasn't exactly my favorite job in the world, imagine being near the men or women you hate and imagine the one who started it, and think of him or her surrounding you, then you'll understand my point. Finally, I got all the money that I needed to be able to pay off my mom.

My smirk grew tenfold. "Yep, that's all of it, my debt is paid Mom." I said putting my hand on her shoulder then closing her agape jaw.

She smiled at me. "Wow, I thought you'd new pay it off!" she sounded doubtful that all of it was there.

I sighed; she wasn't supportive enough in my opinion. "C'mon Mom I can leave the house now, right?" My eyebrow rose to the air a draft slightly breezing and the sun glaring the light into the open curtains.

"I guess you are Spike, I guess you are," she said smiling at me - like a mother of course - she was... supportive, eh... in her own way I guess.

I gave her a hug, something I never gave her since I was eight. She hugged back and softly spoke in my ear. "I'll miss you Spike Skylar Sparkle..." she admitted. "It'll be... different around here without you," she finished and continued to hug me tightly.

"I'll miss you too Twilight Stella Sparkle, eh, Mom," I rephrased not wanting to ruin this moment for my mother.

She let me go and pushed me back gently. "Please go pack your things," she figured out that I wanted to leave as soon as I could.

I jumped up and rushed to my door quickly closing it to get to my drawer - the sneakers I wore squeaked loudly through the house - "I can't believe this happening!" I squeaked with delight that finally, finally I can leave this house, not saying I won't miss Mom of course.

I lowered my head, seeing a picture of me and my Mom, I grabbed it, she has a copy it too. I looked at it for a moment, I am moving so far away from here it kind of feels wrong. I closed my eyes as I picked up other clothes. I right now wore a purple hoodie, a light green tee, brighter colored green skinny jeans, and dark purple and white sneakers.

I heard footsteps approach the door. "Honey, I am if you didn't get it already, I am happy you repaid your debt," my Mom said, she I never understood the debt's purpose to be honest. "And, well, the reason I wanted to give you debt is cause I wanted you to stay here as long as possible," she smiled a blush growing brightly on her face.

I touched my chest. "R-Really?" I felt touched my Mom who was not all too supportive gave me this debt to repay just to be able to leave the town.

She nodded. "Of course, Spike, I-I always loved you," her eyes began to water.

I sighed as I continued to pack my bags. In honesty, I didn't have much faith in myself in repaying the debt either.

I hugged my mom. "Don't cry Mom, you still have Dad," I tenderly rubbed her shoulder making her feel better.

She glanced to the hall. "I do have him, don't I?" she chuckled as she wiped her hands on my darker green spot on my outfit.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't worry 'bout it Mom, just, go talk with Dad," I said smiling at her.

She nodded simply. "Okay Spike Skylar Sparkle. I will go talk with him," she smiled platting a kiss on my cheek as soon leaving the room.

I pat my shirt off. I sighed.This isn't going to come off easy, will it? I chuckled, my mom never cried like that, she will genuinely miss me. "Okay," I smiled I had a house in mind, it's called Golden Oaks Library, I sort of got a job there, before I even went to Ponyville. I smiled as I gave a slow look around my mostly empty room. I then walked off my suitcase full of the important, well, mostly important, I have some senseless things, I do have a dragon fascination. I brushed my hair in the wind. The wind was particularly soft today. I smiled as the slight breeze coated my face. I pulled out a pair of purple sunglasses that I bought from one of my old jobs. Mom said she had a surprise for me at the station, wonder what is it? I tapped my chin with my hand, I walked to the front door. She was already gone when I came down.

I stopped a taxi driver. "Where to?" the driver asked, even the taxi drivers are snobbish.

I sighed. "Airport please," I said I had cash on hand, I bought the house secretly from my mom.

"Of course, it's always the airport," the driver's voice was smooth but deep at the same time.

The drive was fairly short as because my house is closer to the airport, but clouds along the sky were bright white and letting little rays of yellow light beam onto my hand. I smiled as the light was wonderful on my hands.

The also have my hobbies in the back as well, I have a fair list: Guitar, bass, vocals, drums, piano, Spanish guitar, the sitar (Google it), and the Chinese guitar. I smiled at the cab driver unintentionally gaining his attention. "What's your deal kid?" his voice fell flat as if he wanted to die soon.

I looked to my hands. "Just, excited about my new life ahead of me," I tuned my head to see the people were walking by the houses that happened to be for sale in my town.

"Whatever," he said putting the turn signal on. With that a hard left followed, I clamped the seat of the car.

Finally after some scary experiences I made it to the airport. "Here we are kid, get off," he said before extending a hand; he wanted cash of course.

"Here you are," I said reaching into my pocket for some change.

The man counted carefully. "Have a good day," his voice still flat.

I walked to the security scan; my bags fitting perfectly through the scanners. I had no trouble through the scan. I then approached the seats, being a bit earlier than I would've. Suddenly I startled by my mom, my dad, and my ex-co-worker/friend. "Oh, uh, hey Mom, what brings you here?" I chuckled as I got up after getting startled by the people I know.

"What am I chop liver?" my old co-worker chuckled as he pat my shoulder.

I rolled my eyes. "Hey, Aster Ryan Risks," I chuckled; his name if you think about it is something we all know. (Take away his middle name, and R make it one word).

I sighed. "Well, I-" I was cut off by a voice.

"Attention all attendants of those going to Ponyville, please step aboard," the voice said, I got up soon after.

I rubbed my green hair. "Well, I'll see you sometime Aster, Mom, Dad, bye," I rushed to catch my flight. I got on the plane set to go to Ponyville, a town more... rustic than Canterlot. With that out of the way. Let's go to Ponyville!

(Quickie) The Plane Ride

My New Life

(Quickie) The Plane Ride

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The sky was a decent shade of blue as the plane dove into the sky. I lay back in my chair as the plane rose to the air. I smiled as the plane came to a steady altitude and it was deemed safe to use electronics again. I smiled and brought out my CD collection I stored in my carry-on. The seat was next to a fairly skinny figure her hair was pink and same with her clothes, for the most part at least.

I saw her look to me. I ignored it as long as I could until the same female figure kept staring at me for another couple minutes. "Yes, something I can do for you?" I asked turning off my music for the time being.

The figure brought her hand across my green hair.

"You have weird hair," she stated, that to be honest can be debatable to the pink haired girl.

I blinked at the cotton candy looking hair. "You call my hair weird?" I giggled lightly as she brought her hand across my spikey hair.

I gave an annoyed look to the girl. I then began ignoring her hand come across my hair. The clouds were beautifully white and fluffy looking. Wonder what it feels like to touch one. I pondered as the pink haired girl suddenly stopped; she let out a gasp along with a large jump.

I looked to the girl. "What's wr-" with that the girl ran off, on the plane. I blinked my eyes. "What the hell was that?" I pondered tapping my chin lightly. I then focused on the glimmer on my leg the glimmer forming thanks to the sun. I smirked, every time I see that I think of Mom. I yawned, it was a long day of planning, buying the house in Ponyville, work, and still getting enough to pay off his debt.

I bit my lip as I looked to the clear sky. The clouds began to clear a path which I could see through. There it was; Ponyville. It was of course just rustic by its structures such an old look. I snickered as the thought of my new house came to mind. Soon I'll be in that old library, living a normal twenty year old life. My birthday is today none the less, of course however, Mom forgot like usual. My smile turned to a slight frown as the cotton candy girl appeared next to me again.

"Hi..." the girl said. “My name's Pinkamena Diane Pie but you can call me Pinkie Pie what's yours!" she exclaimed getting some hushes from the people in front and behind us.

"Uh... Spike Skylar Sparkle, you can call me Spike though," I rubbed my hands together.

Pinkamena Diane Pie's eyes lit up her hair puffed up even more than before. "You’re new to Ponyville aren't you?!" I didn't even get time to answer that question before she simply leapt in front of me. "I know your new to Ponyville cause I know everyone in Ponyville and you are not one of those people I know!" her voice cracked lightly as she came to my hair and rustled it.

I was silent and simply nodded. I put back on my headphones; I saw the girl was still talking so I just nodded acting as if I knew what she was talking.

My flight if you are wondering was interesting, that's all I can say.

Chapter 1

My New Life

Chapter 1: Meeting the People

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I sighed the plane's pilot began to speak. "Alright, we're landing in Ponyville in a few folks, have a nice time," the voice said, a smile most likely was on his face. I looked to the pink haired girl; she was stretching to get her bags, - not too unnatural - I with another sigh took off my headphones.

"Need help Pinkamena?" I offered, her eyes soon lit up to the offer. I began to carry her luggage. "So, answer me this Pinkie..." I stopped for a moment. "What were you doing in Canterlot?" I inquired; an eyebrow rose to the sky.

Pinkie simply giggled and more or less bounced off into the distance. "Hey, you left your luggage!" I called out for the pink haired lady.

I finally got to the terminal. With that I set the loose luggage I carried for that pink haired oddball. I saw not much more than the airport in Canterlot, well, maybe a few stalls for apples, other foods, some gift shops, and other more unnecessary shops. I after a while hit a blonde female, I fell to the ground. "Sorry partner, ya need help?" the lady asked. - An honest smile on her face - I took her hand and got to my feet.

"Thanks, just got off the plane," I picked up my luggage and began to walk off, the unknown girl following me closely.

"So, where are ya originally from?" she asked. "Are ya from Saddle Arabia, Dodge Junction?" she rose an eyebrow at me, she wasn't going to stop going unless I told her.

"Canterlot," I answered. "I'm from Canterlot Miss..." I rolled my hand to the unknown mare.

Her head nodded. "Applejack Samantha Apple," she smiled. "I know that's a mouthful for ya so, just call me Applejack," she winked at me.

I nodded as I lifted the suitcase. "Nice to meet you Applejack," I coughed a little.

She shook my hand taking another one of my bags with her other hand. "Let me help ya," she offered, which I did accept.

"Thanks Applejack, so, this Ponyville, this place is rustic?" I asked an eyebrow rose to the air.

Applejack didn't have time to respond as we made it to the taxi I called. "Well, I'll see you later Applejack," I waved my hand as I entered the taxi. It was already more rustic despite the car I sat in. I looked amongst the many people around the streets, most walking others on a scooter or, actually there was only one person on a scooter, the rest walking.

I walked out of the taxi, as the new house I had bought came into clear view. I took a deep breath of the clean air. That same pink haired girl was at the door. "What are you doing here Pinkie?" I asked an eyebrow rose to the air.

Pinkie; a smile on her face she spoke. "I wanted to congratulate you on the new house!" her voice cracked. "Congratulations!" she exclaimed making a leap to the air.

The house was not too complicated as I walked in: a small kitchen, a bedroom upstairs and a large collection of books it being a library. I sighed, walking to the kitchen. I grabbed a quick pick me up before I grabbed my suitcase. "This is going to be a great town!" I exclaimed the house rang the noise.

A bell was heard as someone walked in. "I'm so-" I stopped as I began to just stare at the girl; her hair purple, a dress just as pretty as her. "Uh... what do you need?" I asked my tone dropping. "Maybe you need something..." my words trailed off as I just stared.

The girl smiled at me warmly. "Hello, my name is Rarity May Belle," the girl said walking up to me.

"A name that suits a girl as hot as..." I trailed off hearing Rarity giggle at my stutter. "D-Do, y-you live near h-here?" I asked a blush forming faintly as I continued to talk.

She giggled. "Yes, I live there," she pointed to a carousel shaped building. "I make dresses and suits for anyone who wants one," she brushed her hand along my chin. "May I add you're cute when you stutter, what's your name" she flapped her eyelashes.

"S-Spike, S-Spike Sky-Skylar S-Sparkle, just call me Spike" I answered my voice growing weak suddenly.

"See you later Spike," she said beginning to leave. I looked to the ground until she left.

The door opened or, it was more of a crash. "Hi there," a raspy female voice said. "Name's Rainbow Dawn Dash, what's yours?" the voice asked her voice still raspy.

I looked to the girl. "Uh, name's Spike Skylar Sparkle, but, just call me Spike," I said. "Most people do just call me Spike," I added she wasn't as attractive as Rarity though.

"Okay, well, I gotta go, welcome to the neighborhood," she said waving as she left. I waved back as the door closed.

Soon enough I got almost all packed when the bell rang for the third time. I turned a girl with a butter yellow dress aligned with butterflies stood at the door. "Hello, I'm sorry to disappoint however, we're not opening the doors until tomorrow, but, what's your name?" I asked the girl in a calm voice.

The girl avoided eye contact. "I'm..." her voice grew too quiet for me to hear.

"I'm sorry?" I drew my ear closer to the girl's mouth.

"I'm Flutter..." her voice grew too quiet yet again.

I sighed as the girl wouldn't talk loud enough, an idea clicked. "I know, write down your name," I recommended handing her a piece of paper and a pen.

She began to write her name nicely. I looked at it: Flutter Clare Shy. "Uh-huh, that name suits you," I admitted to the young lady.

Whimpering was all she said. She then walked away out of the house. "I'm in for one hell of a ride," I told myself continuing to unpack.