Abusing a Friend

Spike's eyes widened, then closed, lifting his hands in front of his face in a desperate act of protection. The dragon could only began to imagine the pain he was about to endure from the sharp, pointed sewing needles.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" He screamed in fear of his appending doom. The needles were right in front of him, when suddenly, a sharp turn caused the piercing objects to completely dodge Spike's body and form an outline of him on the wall behind.

He heard a series of sounds from the individual needles impaling the drywall, noticing that he took no damage from the threat. Spike was panting, while his heart felt as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

"What? What happened?" Spike thought out loud. He opened his eyes and viewed the white unicorn. Her eyes were gaping open, as if they were to pop out of their sockets. She blinked periodically throughout the silenced moment of fear. It seems as if Rarity had just come to a realization of what she had just done, but that was just a hypothesis.

"You.... you almost killed me! What is going on with you?!" Spike had gotten onto his feet and taken a stance of defense, breathing heavily and showing anger through his facial expressions. "No... what's wrong with all of you ponies?! I have had two ponies almost kill me in the last two days! I don't think I can stand this any more. I might just have to report some ponies to the police soon enough...." That was what Spike was afraid of. His friends were all he had, and with all of them gone crazy, what did he have in the end? This was a true nightmare.

".....Spike? Is that you?"  She moved her lips, and that was it. not a single muscle in her body was motile, except for her mouth. Her eyes remained glued open, and her limbs were straight as can be. Spike finished his release of temper and frustration, and became more concerned of his friend.

"Y-yes, Rarity. It's me, Spike. Are you okay?" Spike put his hands together and clenched them as he walked towards Rarity.

"I want you to leave. Now." She remained in her still posture.

"What? Why? I want to know if you're oka-" Rarity stomped her front hoof on the ground, producing a loud thumping noise.

"I said *now***." Spike was too confused to argue with anypony as of right now. Especially since the outcome could have been anything. He just didn't know what to expect anymore.

The dragon took lengthy side steps towards the door, which quickly turned into a fast walk. He reached the door and paused, looking back into the boutique. He let out a sigh, and before slamming the door shut said,

"I hope at least you figure out what's going on around here." The door was now closed, with Spike's back turned towards the boutique, his head looking towards the ground, he looked up at the town hall and contemplated his options. The list was short, and tight on risks he could take, or dangers he could face. Would he see the rest of the six ponies, even with the threat of three more crazy ponies looking to kill him, or would it be better off just informing the authorities of these mishaps and call it a day?

"If you don't take risks in life, you aren't going to get anywhere, Spike... let's go." The dragon inhaled and exhaled a large breathe of air, and made way towards his next target of the trio.

"Applejack is honest. I'm not trying to jinx myself here, but she's the most honest of them all. She must know what is going on with these lunatics." Spike stopped after his sentence.

"How long have I been talking to myself?" He started counting minutes on his fingers, but shrugged it off, as if it were a waste of time.

The Apple Family signature barn was in sight. He felt much more comfortable knowing there was a whole family he could talk to, not just one crazy pony. If one of the family members didn't have an answer, he could just move on to the next.

"Howdy Spike!" Applejack yelled from Spike's right, bucking a group of apples from a tree in the orchard.

"What brings you here?" She halted her work and walked towards him.

Spike was a bit anxious, as most of the conversations with the previous mares started calm, and ended horrific. He was going to try to keep this one at a slow and steady paced the whole way through.

"Hey Applejack, i'm just here to chat. Nothing big, really." Spike was thinking too hard about this. He was sweating, trying as much as he could to pick the right words to come out of his mouth.

"That's cool I guess. What is it you want to talk about? Actually, I should ask, is there anything you want? A drink? Some ci-" She stopped suddenly. Spike's heart race flew through the roof. This is where the crazy starts, isn't it?

"Heh heh, what am I thinking.... you're just a baby. Sorry spike, can't give you any cider, but i'm sure you could do with some water. Come inside, you can talk with the rest of the family as well. We're about to have ourselves some dinner, maybe you could join us." Spike gave a sigh of relief and rolled his eyes.

"Sounds great, thank you." He followed the mare into her home, feeling welcomed by everypony inside. Applebloom ran down the stairs with joy, ready for her scrumptious meal. The rest of the family joined at the table with Granny Smith and Bic Mac holding the feast. The so-called scrumptious feast, turned out to be a large stack of hay, with some leaves and vegetables on the side. Figures....

"Applebloom, would you be so kind as to pass the salt?" The orange mare rose from her plate to create eye contact with her sister. The filly stared into her food and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Get Big Mac to do it..." She resumed the devouring of her leaves.

"Really, Applebloom? You're going to act like that while we have a guest over?" She pointed a hoof towards Spike, who was twiddling his thumbs awkwardly at the situation.

"I just don't see why I have to do everything myself! It just isn't fair!" Her front hooves slammed on the table, rattling all the table and silverware.

"Applebloom! Show some manners! Can't you just behave this one time?!" Applejack became frustrated with the devious filly. Her cheeks buffed with red, embraced of Applebloom's rudeness.

"Stop yelling at your sister, it isn't getting us anywhere! Yelling won't solve a gosh darn thing!" Granny Smith began to chime in. The three began bickering at each other like wild animals. Spike took notice to Big Mac's rising temper, and prepared for the hefty shout that would soon come out of his mouth.

"None of this would have happened if that damn dragon hadn't had came here in the first place." The first thing he says at this supra and it's against Spike? C'mon... He didn't even shout it. It was the calmest way of insulting Spike had ever seen.

The three arguing family members ceased their argument to take in the thought.

"Big Mac's right!" Applebloom said, clearly trying to take the attention away from her.

"He's trying to ruin our family bond! He's trying to take away what makes us special!" It was obvious that Granny Smith wanted the same thing. They figured out how to turn declining to pass the salt, into a problem spike didn't start. He hadn't even said a single word through out this dinner party, and he was already in some sort of danger.

"W-What? Me? I haven't said anything! You were all arguing over something completely stupid!" Spike was irritated at how stupid this was, but was getting more nervous as they put the blame further and further on him.

"See, now he's calling us stupid!" The mare was now the last to hang the problem over the dragon's head. The only thing Spike was thankful for in this moment was that no violence had been initiated just yet. Yet. But he wasn't home free. Any words he said now would be put against him, so he would have to be careful of what he pushed, and what slipped out of his mouth.

"Gotta go!" Spike rose from his chair and sprinted using his small amount of agility, getting not very far compared to Big Mac who was in a mad (in the most literal sense) to tackle Spike to the ground and teach him "good manners" so to speak. Spike didn't bet on him to teach him anything, but to beat the living snot out of him instead.