Abusing a Friend

Spike arose from his bed with a headache, and dark colored semi-circles under his eyes. He was deprived of energy, the cause being the lack of slumber he received the night before. Twilight's rants always had this effect on the poor dragon. They lasted hours, even days. But spike, being the good assistant he is, kept his loyal word to serve his caretaker whatever the situation.

"And that's when I thought-Hey!" Twilight shouted, loud enough to shake the room and knock over a few objects.

"Oh, hey Twi! Are you all done with your studies for... last night?" Spike chuckled. He thought it was funny. The mare's intelligence was high, but he still found it odd that she would keep herself obsessed with learning. He knew it was bad for her, but nothing could stop the book enthusiast from doing what she loved.

As Spike finished his laughter, he grew confused as to why his horned friend was frowning at him, breathing heavy thick breaths out her snout.

"Woah Twilight, are you ok? You seem angry- infuriated even. Have you slept at all tonight?" Twilight's eyes only opened wider, as she moved forward towards the purple and green dragon sitting in his bed.

"I cant trust you with anything can I?!" She stopped and stomped her hoof on the ground.

" W-what?" Spike stuttered as he realized that this girl was furious.

"What are you talking about Twilight?" Emotions fell over the little dragon. Fear,  and confusion were noticeable from the sweat that ran down his neck.

"Do you know how that makes me feel? When you just fall asleep during something important? Or do you not just understand how important it is to me."

Spike was still trying to wake up. He woke up expecting an exhausted mare. He would go down to the kitchen and make breakfast like usual. This is nothing like he could imagine. Twilight was never this mad.

"This isn't getting to you is it? You just sit there in silence expecting me to do everything around here. I'm done with you."

Those words hit hard. Harder than any sentence or action spike had ever received in his small lifetime. But immediately breaking that thought was the feeling of Twilight's magic, which surrounded and caressed him. Sad part was, Spike wasn't expecting a delicate use of this magic. He also didn't know what to expect.

Soon enough the dragon's head was slammed to the floor, intensifying his headache from before. The magical force dragged him across the floor with his tail, eventually lifting him off the hardwood floor, and pinning him against the wall; with the magic keeping him in place, the mare turned around, and lifted her hind legs off the ground, forcefully kicking them into Spike's stomach.

All of the air in the dragon's lungs quickly escaped through his lips, eyes widened. His arms swiftly moved to his chest in reaction to the pain. He gasped for air, trying as hard as he could to inhale oxygen into his small lungs. Soon, after a large satisfying breath of air, the confused assistant stood up, shaking his head and looking around the room.

"What the- Twilight! -what was that for!"

"It's what you deserve Spike. Could you whip up some breakfast? My tummy is rumblin'."

Spike muttered to himself,

"Are you insane?"

"Hmmm? Did you say something?" Twilight turned around raising an eyebrow at the frustrated dragon.

"Oh, n-nothing Twi. I'll have breakfast made soon. Just go downstairs for a bit."

Spike let out a sigh of relief. He never thought he would be this afraid of someone so close to him. It scared him on the inside, but if he showed it on the outside Twilight might go over the top once again.

Spike was in no mood to deal with pain or negative emotions. He wanted to be somewhere loving and somewhere comfortable. Immediately, an idea arose inside Spike's child size brain. The combination of headache, stomachache, and hurt feelings made a certain pony's cottage look most welcoming for the heart struck dragon.

His walk to the cottage was peaceful. Anything to do with the mare was peaceful. His surroundings were full of nature of all kinds. Animals, plants, and flowers caught his attention as he paced closer and closer towards the cottage. A third of the way between the cottage and Twilight's library was all that was left, but it was getting dark. The dragon's stumpy legs moved quicker as he hurried toward the mare's humble home.

The knocker on the door was covered in vines and leaves, only adding to the obvious nature loving pony's personality. He knew this was the right idea, and was anxious to have his problems solved by this new care-taker.

The knocker was hit against the door three times before a bright yellow pegasus pony opened the door with a curious look on her face. She looked directly in front of her, only to find the silent night.

"Hey, down here." Spike whispered.

"Spike?" Fluttershy's expression grew more confused as she expected one of her other friends to be at her door step.

"Hey Fluttershy. I know we don't talk much or anything, but I was thinking we could maybe hang out and talk about some things. Nothing real big you know?" Spike attempted to make the question seem as less awkward as possible, even though he expected nothing else but a nervous reaction out of the shy and bashful pegasus.

"Of course!" Fluttershy smiled cheek-to-cheek, one of the most lively expressions Spike had ever seen on this particular mare's face. It made him happy to see her happy.

"Great! Mind if I come in?"

"Not at all! Make yourself at home!" Fluttershy swung open the door and signaled Spike to step inside. He walked in without hesitation and examined Fluttershy's interior. It was very floral: curtains with the texture of flowers, chairs and sofas with humble color combinations. Anything a nature lover could dream of.

Spike walked towards the sofa across the room from him and took a seat. He watched as Fluttershy shut and locked the front door to the cottage. Soon enough, both of them were sitting comfortably on the sofa, looking down in hopes that either one of them could spark a conversation.

"Hey Fluttershy?" Spike looked to his right and locked his eyes with the yellow pony's.

"Yes Spike? What would you like to talk about?" She was anxious to get a good conversation going.

"What would you do if your best friend suddenly started treating you like... garbage?" Fluttershy was puzzled at why Spike asked such a question at such a random occasion. Did something happen, she thought.

"I don't mean anything personally. I am just curious at what you would do. You don't to a-"

"No no no. Ill tell you anything you want to know Spike. You are someone I can tell anything to. I trust you."

"Great! So what is it? What would you do?" Spike looked at her with puzzling eyes.

"Well, I think i would have to hurt them. BADLY.