Love Is Where Your Heart Is

“Sorry for taking so long.I wa-” I was interrupted by a pink pony with a smile jumping through a window. I stared at her for a few seconds before she started to smile.Oh god............... please no.

“Hi, Im Pinkie Pie, and I heard or, haha read your story, and I was wondering........when will you put me in?” She asked.

OH GOD………..How do I break it to her that she is not in the story.......YES.”I cleared my throat,“Well Pinkie, I WAS going to put you in, but,” I said with a slightly scared voice, knowing that she might not believe me, “I thought you would love to not be-”Pinkie cut me off with a hoof.

“I understand…………..SOOOOOOOOO lets,” She began to shake her head a little, causing random things to fall out, “have.....a.......talk.” As she finished that sentence, a spiked club fell out of her mane. Her mane began to flatten out and her pupils started to shrink just like my sense of reality.

“Um o-ok, wh-what do you want to t-t-talk about.” I said as I stood and moved back a little. “You know I would love to talk but,” I looked at the clock, “Look at the time, I have to get writing……….. hahahahaha.”HELP ME GOD.

She punched the clock and moved the big hand back to 6:00 and not 7:00. “No no no, I think you have plenty of time, and I would like you to meet my bestest friend since second grade. His name is cup....cake.” She said as she raised it into the air.

I closed my eyes, awaiting for my imminent death by a pinkish, partyish, yet very cynical pony, but it never came. As I opened my eyes, she was laughing and I don't mean MWAHAHAHAAHAHA, I mean HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, like she was hyped on the BEST DRUG EVER. “Y-y-you really, hahahah, though I was going to kill, hahaha, you.” My mouth hit the floor, for not only did she just make me PISS myself, but she has the BEST and worst sense of humor.

“Than w-what about cupcake.” I asked. She just looked at the club and back at me. And out of NO WHERE she took a bite of the spiked end. Who even knew that it was filled with cupcakes, well besides her. “I wh- how……………….. No no, thats it, I am done could you sit back and don't talk while write?”She nodded and lunge her self in the corner with cupcake.I grabbed my laptop, and I started to write.

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Twilight slowly began to wake up from her dreamscape, but something felt...off. She did not feel the rough and scaly scales of a certain dragon on her neck. Twilight looked down to find a lump between her legs and under the covers. “Oh sweet Celestia, please don't let it be Spike……………please please please”.She levitated the covers off and, well she found out EXACTLY what it was.... or in this case, who it was………..Spike. Her face burned a hot red and her wings shot out like there was no tomorrow.

Twilight quickly laid the dragon down next to her. “Don’t let him find out, PLEASE don’t find out”.She begged to her self. She placed Spike’s blanket on top of him and quietly slipped out and headed straight for the door. Before she reached it, Spike let out a soft moan, while saying, “Mmmm, Lavender.”

Again, her wings flowed down her body.This happened because her shampoo is lavender fresh. She jumped down the stairs, not knowing exactly what to do. “Ok Twilight, just calm down and do some......reading. Yea, thats it, reading will get your mind off of it”.She walked over to the closest bookshelf and searched. She picked up an old history book that she took from the princesses private library. No, she did not steal it, she just borrowed it and may not give it back soon, but she would return it, maybe. But this did not help, as she knew it was early in the morning and could not hold her eyes open for long. She was fast asleep for the second time.

Meanwhile, back  in Twilight’s room, Spike was waking up from his sleep. “Mmmm, Spike hungry.” He jumped up, holding his blanket. While he was walking towards the door, he noticed that Twilight had woken up before him, as this rarely happened. Spike shook it off to the back of his mind. He opened the door and walked down the stairs, as he noticed that Twilight had fallen asleep on the couch and had a book as her makeshift blanket.

He shook his head and placed his blanket on her for warmth .He felt his heart soar at the cute mare on the couch.

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“Awwwwwww,” Pinkie moaned. “That's so romantic.”

My eyes started to twitch. “Just think about something else Food, writing my STORY, Cake-”

“CAKE…………………... where?” She said, looking around all over my face.

Just don't think about it. I thought.

“About what?”

.........................Oh god help me.

“Who's that?”

I facepalmed and the Pinkie Pie reaction was fling a pie in her safe."I didn't have cake but I ALWAYS carry a piece of pie with me.Want one?"I shook my head and began to write again.

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Spike found his way into the kitchen, where he found a white and blue colored jewel next to a purple and dark blue jewel. He was ever so stumped. Who left these out and why are they so different? He loved white, but purple has always been there for him.The color of the first gem he ate was purple and it had tasted like apple cider covered apple, but white has always looked the prettiest, and has had a place in his heart and lower intestine.

He picked up the white gem and took a closer look at it to find a large crack down the center, so he put it down.He then grabbed the purple jem.He inspected the purple one,thinking it too could have the same problem ,but it was perfect. It felt strange, but a good strange to him. He placed it back down where he saw it. He pushed the white one down into the trash. What he didn’t know is that he inadvertently made a choice in his life, and he was further along in it because of it. He dusted it off with his claws and felt joy. He did not want to eat, so instead, he picked up the white one, washed it off good in the sink, and devoured it. It didn't taste like the ones he once had before. It tasted more like silk and greed. It was the worst gem he ever had in all his years of eating them, even worser than the gem he had that got burned to a crisp, then was revived by magic, which was supposed to give it a taste of magic but the only magic he could taste was when he brought it back up…………………..Twice.

He placed his claw back on the purple jem. He need to know how this one tasted, so he broke a piece of it. He looked at it with the now broken corner and it look sad to him, like it was broken forever. Spike put it into his mouth, and it EXPLODED in flavor. He remembered how the girls, manly Pinkie pie, talked about the Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness and the taste. He wondered if they could eat gems, would they like this more or less. But there was an odd lingering flavor to it, like if you didn't eat the whole thing, it wouldn't be as good.

Spike shrugged it off and turned to find Twilight leaning to on the door frame. “Well, since you ate and all, where’s my food?” She said with a little giggle.

Spike looked Twilight over once and than twice.The dragon could not stop looking at her mane and how cute it looks when she has bed head. “S-sorry it will be soon let me ju-”

Twilight waved a hoof to stop him. “I’m just kidding Spike, you don't need to make me anything.” She walked over to him and hugged him, “And before you ask, that was for giving me your blanket. I know it means a lot to me.”She nuzzled him on the neck and walked past him.

“Ya, well I care about you more than some old blanket I will grow out of using.” He looked at the couch and noticed the blanket had been folded and awaited his use again. He turned around and found Twilight making a bowl of cereal, but she looked depressed and suffering.

“You know Spike, Flash said some of the exact same words.” Twilight let out a single tear into her breakfast. Spike reacted and ran over to her and jumped into a tight embrace.

“Shhhh Twilight its ok.” He stroked her mane in an attempt to calm her down.Twilight wrapped her hooves around Spike’s body. Twilight buried her face into his neck and bawled her eyes out. “Shhhhh, everything’s gonna be ok, I promise, and if I break that promise, then I will do whatever you want me to do and more.”

Her crying eased up to a sob. “Promise?” She didn’t want to take her head out of his neck, so it sound muffled, but Spike could tell what she said, so he nodded. Twilight could feel the motion take place. “I believe you.” They both let go and looked into each others eyes. “Thanks for the support....again.” Spike’s smile was intoxicating, and it intoxicated Twilight to grow a smile for herself.

“Its what I do and its all for you Twilight.” She giggled. “Twilight, you might want to eat, your cereal is getting soggy.” Her face was shocked, as she totally forgot she was even hungry.

“You're probably right,”she said laughing, “Why don't you go and take a nap or something?” Spike looked like he was about to say something when he stopped himself. “You know Spike, I know how much you like Rarity, and I want only the best for you. Why don’t you go over and see her.” Spike looked dumbstruck.

“What about you. I mean Rarity is nice and all, but you need me.” Twilight looked upon him with a smile. That smile told him everything he needed to know. “Ok Twilight, but I am scared. What if she says no?” She has seen the possibility of her say no once or twice.

“Spike, if she says no, that means that you have another chance later in life and maybe that means that you should go after someone other than her. I heard that Roseluck has had her eyes on you for a VERY long time.” The thought of Spike being with someone such as a flower care taker and grower, her roses would be burned in a matter of days, maybe even hours.

“Ya I noticed, but I don’t know her too well and Rarity is my friend, and maybe you're right, maybe I could have a chance later on in life. Twilight, her rejection will break my heart if she says no.” Twilight nodded,knowing that it will hurt. It hurt her and it broke her heart, but Spike will have someone’s shoulder to cry on as he did her.

“I know Spike, it will hurt, but I will be here for you and no matter what happens you will always be my #1 friend and the best looking drogan in ALL of Equestria, and nothing will change that.” She said with the biggest smile Spike had ever seen for her from the past months.

Spike’s heart fluttered. “You really think I’m that good looking?” He asked with a little red around the cheeks. She nodded, and Spike could feel her wing wrap around him. “Thanks Twi, you always know what to say to make a dragon feel over confident about himself.” Twilight lifted Spike out from her arms and pushed him towards the door.

“Go on you stud, I’ll be awaiting the news, good or bad!!” She shouted, as he ran down the streets of ponyville to the Carousel Boutique.

He ran faster than his legs could carry him, but he didn’t notice. As he was running, he could see the sun lower behind Canterlot and he thought. “You have my back too mom, you always do.” Spike could see the Carousel Boutique, now and that just made him run even faster. It took him around oh, 450 steps, which would be significantly lowered if he was taller, to reach it because of his little baby dragon legs, but when he got there, he stopped. He remembered, as he was running, out of the corner of his eye, he saw an orange colt walk in the direction of the library.

Meanwhile, Twilight was finishing her soggy breakfast. As she began to stand up, there was a knock at the door. “Just a minute!” She called out. She walked over to the sink and placed her bowl into it and started towards the door. As she got closer, she had a feeling as it said to her, “Please turn and run”, but she could not come to a complete stop. One part of her wanted to keep the door closed, but the other half wanted her to find out.

The temptation overtook her and she opened the door.

 “No.” Was all she said.