Two weeks ago – Grand Galloping Gala – Spike's side

Spike Solaris had returned to the Great Oaks library the night of the gala alone. Not standing the obvious flirting the nobles were doing with his friends and needing quiet place to think about the Overlord's words to him, he had caught an early train back to Ponyville. He had arrived back at his secondary home at the midnight hour and fell asleep.

The next morning, he got up, made breakfast for himself, sat down and began to eat. His first thoughts were turning to the words of the Overlord. What had the being meant when he said 'Forgive them, but never forget'. How could he do that? Wasn't forgetting part of forgiveness?

Spike shook his head, sighing. Maybe Twilight would know and would ask her once she got back. He continued eating his meal, but the thoughts still buzzed and hummed in his head.

MLPOV

Two weeks later

Spike hadn't thought of it after two weeks had passed. He didn't hear about the attack or of the subsequent coma the girls had fallen into from their strike. He just assumed that Twilight was introducing her friends to her family, Twilight Velvet of Clan Light and Night Shade of Clan Nocturne. Following that Twilight was no doubt showing them around the old neighborhood and all of her old haunts.

Right now, he was just working on dusting off the books and bookshelves of the library. Even though he was working, his mind still buzzed, not with questions, but scenarios.

The days of before he moved here to Ponyville, the adventures or misadventures he had, the ponies he had met and helped out on occasion, then interactions between him, his caretaker and her clique. That last line of thought made him pause.

He was no expert but wasn't friendship suppose to include more then just a group of five? He didn't count himself a member due to how often they left him behind or just flat out ignored him. The line of thought made him clench the handle of his duster tighter and tighter until it snapped with a loud crack.

Cursing, Spike tossed the ruined duster into the waste bin and began to hunt for another. He found it in the closet, grabbed it and left, a sudden knocking at the front door making him look confused.

“Just a second,” He shouted, placing the duster down and headed over to the door.

Opening it, he saw Stormfly and Lightning Fury, two of his mother's personal guards. Spike hastily stepped aside letting the two inside.

“Storm, Light, what's wrong? You didn't lose another bet with mom did you?” Spike asked, a little jovial at the sight of two of his old care takers when his mom was too busy with Twilight.

The two's faces broke out into a grin at hearing the dragon asked about their current losing streak of bets with his mother. Just as soon as it appeared though, the smiles vanished and the two got to business.

“Prince Spike Solaris, son of her majesty Celestia, we have come to escort you home to Canterlot.” Stormfly said, her face stony and voice chilling.

Already bells were going off in Spike's head. He knew his mother HATED using her title unless absolutely needed. He watched as Lightning pulled out a list and began pulling off books. Spike was tempted to stop him, but Stormfly placed a hand on his shoulder, stalling him.

“Spike, its on Celestia's orders. I know we're not making a whole lot of sense and you're confused as Tarturus right now, but I'll explain once you get packed.”

Hearing the promise, Spike nodded and quickly left the main foyer for his room. Gathering up his belongings, meager though they were, he put them all in a little rucksack and hurried down, shocking Stormfly.

“That was fast...” She commented.

“After my greed fiasco, I kinda want to keep my inner dragon in check.” Spike told her, giving her a pointed look. “Now what's going on and why are you taking Twilight's books?”

Stormfly sighed, sitting down in a chair.

“It all started with the Grand Galloping Gala...” She started.

MLPOV

Spike's jaw could not go any further then it had over the past hour. He knew that Twilight was trying to take down the Overlord before he launched a frontal assault on Equestria, but to attack him in a room full of foreign dignitaries? Even he knew that was political suicide on so many levels! He quickly connected the dots and looked at Stormfly.

“Mom stripped her of her titles didn't she? Twilight and the others got slammed hard in the punishment department.”

Stormfly nodded solemnly.

“Celestia has ordered we're to bring you back to the castle. She feels that she did you a grave disservice by placing you in Twilight's care and...wants to correct it.”

Spike frowned, somehow knowing that the Overlord had a hand in telling his mom about his situation. That brought up another question in his head; what was his connection to the Overlord and how was he involved with his mother?

Watching as Lightning loaded up the last of the books into a chariot, the two looked at Spike.

“Ready to go, Prince Spike?” Lightning asked, his deep tenor of a voice echoing.

Spike nodded, he needed answers and his mom had them.

MLPOV

Spike watched as Ponyville faded into the distance, looking a bit forlorn. Stormfly and Lightning sat next to the dragon, each one showing their own brand of upset. The two had guarded Twilight and Spike since they met so many years ago. They weren't friends by any means but they were kinda like those unseen cousins.

For them, Twilight's attack had really unnerved them as much as it did to Celestia. They didn't know the history of the Overlord and their Princess, but they knew that he was a being of the people, saving Prance and stopping an insidious plot to subjugate Equestria and her ponies.

Spike sighed, looking at the two.

“So...what have you two been up to?” Spike asked, his heart not really into it.

The two gave weak smiles.

“Oh you know, this and that. Trying to stop a certain someone from getting too out of control on his greed growth. Man, you really bulked up then.” Lightning said, trying to lighten the mood.

Much to his chagrin, the stallion was whacked upside the head by Stormfly.

“Ignore mister says whatever comes to his mind first. We've only had to put up with those annoying rich snobs.”

Hearing that made Spike smirk devilishly.

“The Nobles or their kids?”

The two guards' grins matched his own.

“Trick question. Isn't it, Stormy?”

“Very tricky question. I would say both, but they act so...like each other its hard to tell them apart.” Stormfly commented.

Lightning snorted, leaning back in a relaxed pose.

“Please, they got NOTHING on Bloody Blue.”

Hearing that nickname did it. Spike started cracking up.

“Oh man, I forgot about that twit! I avoided him at the last two Galas...and this one now that I think about it. Is it true that when the second Gala closed, he was found the next morning proudly running through the streets...without any clothing on?”

The image made Stormfly start giggling while Lightning smirked.

“Yeah, apparently he thought he was a Parasprite. He managed to eat through an entire restaurant before we got called in. It was so funny seeing him on the ground groaning from eating too much. You want to know something else? EVERYTHING on him was striped...like those kilts those Irish Ponies wear.”

Spike's jaw dropped.

“Even his-”

“BOTH of his horns.” Lightning said, the smirk never leaving.

Spike collapsed in laughter with Stormfly right there with him.

MLPOV

They soon arrived in Canterlot and got off their car, missing the now released and depressed mane six by five minutes. Storm and Lightning paused long enough to take Spike's things from the baggage, headed outside, and caught a cab. Once the bags were stored, they took their seats, heading toward the castle. Spike watched the city go by, his mind in a whirlwind.

So deep in thought, he didn't notice when they had pulled up to the main back entrance. More guards were there and escorted him to the main throne room. The guards threw open the door and stepped in.

“The Royal Prince, Spike Solaris, here to see her Majesty, Princess Celestia of Equestria.” A white guard announced to the sitting Princess who was looking over some paperwork.

Looking up, Spike saw his mother's eyes light up in delight at the seeing him. The look dropped slightly, but it returned, though Spike was briefly wondering why his mother acted like that.

The guards left, leaving the two. There was a flash of light and Spike was in his mother's hug, face buried in her neck and her chest pressing against his own. Automatically, he wrapped his arms around her back.

“Oh my son...forgive this old mule for sending you to Ponyville without consulting you first.” Celestia said, tears peeking out of her eyes.

“It's alright mom...” Spike started, but was cut off.

“No, its not alright!”

Celestia pulled back, holding Spike's shoulders at arm length.

“I shouldn't have just assumed, Spike, I've done that so much in the past and now that its all coming back to bite me in the flank; I assumed Luna would see reason when our people ignored her night, I assumed I could quell the desire of power in my former student Sunset, I assumed...I assumed so much and look at what's happened.” Celestia said bitterly.

“Aunt Luna's return...Discord's return, same with the Empire...Look, I'm not going to sugarcoat this, mom, you really have made an ass out yourself.” Spike said, gently taking her arms off his shoulders.

Celestia winced a little, giving a mock glare at Spike.

“You know sons are suppose to comfort their mothers when they mess up.”

Spike grinned.

“I'm not most sons and you are not most mothers. Yes, you assumed, yes, you made mistakes, but that just proves to me you're not the goddess everypony else seems to make you out to be. You're not perfect, but that's okay. Perfection is boring; look at Blueblood. He tries to be so perfect and he's as interesting as paint drying.”

Celestia gave a very unladylike snort of laughter at that. Spike, hearing that, pushed on, giving himself a high falsetto voice.

“Oh no! One of my strands of mane is out of place! Shall I tell you how it came to be like that?”

She lost it, giggling hysterically making Spike grin. The two headed for a nearby room, but they were stopped by the devil himself.

A white unicorn wearing a white coat and pants walked in, his golden mane glowing in the light and flowing. He took one look and gave a sniff.

“Auntie, what is that THING doing in the castle?” Blueblood simpered, making both Spike and Celestia cringe.

Spike was reminded of the fat pink unicorn from the Harry Trotter series with the way Blueblood talked. Celestia glared at her distant 'nephew' and she used the term VERY loosely and spoke in her authoritarian voice.

“Spike has returned home after the events of two weeks ago, Duke Blueblood. I have rescinded the legal care taking abilities from Twilight Sparkle of Clan Light and returned them to myself. I have neglected his training for too long in the arena of politics. Now, if you have important business OTHER then trying to have a statue of yourself erected in yet ANOTHER city, I must take my SON, the true HEIR to the throne to his old room. Good day.”

Celestia guided Spike away from the now fuming Duke and into the castle deep.

MLPOV

Once they were a few hallways and rooms away from the throne, Spike lost it. He fell to the ground laughing, his mother following right behind him.

“O-o-o-o-oh ma-a-a-an! Did you s-s-s-s-see his face? He looked like he was fed an extra sour lemon!” Spike crowed, wiping away a tear.

“I have waited a long time to do that, Spike. Far too long.”

Spike looked at his mother with a confused expression.

“How is it that he's related to you anyways?”

Celestia sighed, a green bottle flashing in front of her eyes and her nursing it.

“I got drunk as a skunk and had a wild time with a stallion who tried to get me back here to sleep it off. That's how Blueblood's line came to be by my own stupidity.”

Spike had a feeling he knew what it was that brought it about.

“Was it the Overlord's defeat?”

Hearing the name made Celestia wince and Spike knew he had hit the nail on the head.

“Mom, what is he to me? To you?”

Instead of answering, Celestia gave a plastic smile.

“Oh, we're here! Dinner will be served shortly so lets get something!” Celestia said in a rush, dragging Spike into the dining hall. He saw Discord talking with Luna about something before he popped off to either Fluttershy or his own home dimension. Luna smiled at seeing him and gave a curt nod.

“Hello, Nephew Spike. It's good to see you despite the circumstances.” Luna said.

Spike nodded, about to say something, but he was stopped when several ponies came in with various dishes. He watched as they piled his plate with various gems cooked into the food and some meat mixed in. Salivating at the sight, Spike began to dig in, as did his mother and aunt.

A sudden bang made the three pause and they looked up to see Blueblood saunter in snootily. Rolling his eyes, Spike went back to his meal. Taking his own seat, Blueblood ordered and sniffed at seeing Spike again.

“Aunties, why must this thing dine with us tonight? Beasts like him have no place at a dinner table.” The spoiled stallion simpered, making a sound worse then nails on a chalkboard.

Luna snarled, ready to take her butter knife and either jam it down the Duke's throat or shove it in a place where even Celestia's sun could shine. She was stilled not by Celestia, but by Spike.

“Well, that's why you need to leave your dog at home, Duke. Last I knew though, your dog was a female. I guess it takes a bitch to attract one.” Spike said, not looking at the assembled, lazily munching on a gem.

Celestia and Blueblood's jaws dropped wide while Luna had a wide ass smile on her face. The snort of laughter from one of the guards set her off, laughing loudly and falling to the floor. Celestia recovered, hiding her smile and glaring at Spike.

“Now, Spike, that is not proper prince behavior! Blueblood is not a bitch.” Celestia kindly said making Spike smirk.

“You're right, mom. He's not a bitch.”

Blueblood seemed to swell up with pride at that and Luna got herself back into her chair.

Though she was on the floor again, howling in laughter at Spike's next words.

“He's a right bastard.”

The duke let out a scream of fury that was stopped by a swift chop of the neck from a guard. Another pair grabbed the unconscious stallion and dragged him off. Celestia tittered in laughter and Spike smiled.

He loved hearing his mother laugh. His aunt managed to heave herself back onto the chair she was on, still snickering in laughter.

“Like father, Like Son methinks.” Luna chortled out.

Hearing that saying reminded Spike why he was here to begin with and turned to his mother who had resumed her eating. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he would start the very painful process set before him.

“Hey mom?”

Looking up from her bowl of soup, Celestia crinkled her face indicating that she was asking 'what'?

Now or never for Spike.

“Whose my father?”

Silence was his answer.

Pure, unfettered silence.

Celestia had a look of horror on her face at the question and Luna looked alarmed, either at the question or the fact that Celestia had not even told Spike anything. Slowly, Celestia swallowed her meal. In a flash, she got up, quickly pulling Spike in a golden aura, much to his shock and confusion.

“Ohlookspikeitspastthehour,you'vehadalongdayletsgetyoutobed!” Celestia blabbered out, dragging Spike along.

“Sister, you should tell him that his father is-MMPH~!” Luna started but was cut off by a golden glow around her lips.

Spike could only stare at his mother in surprise. Why was she acting like this?

MLPOV

Two weeks later

Spike was growing annoyed with his mother. For two whole weeks, he had been hounding her about his father only to have her either stonewall his efforts, distract him with something trivial, throw Blueblood into his path (that one REALLY pissed him off), or just outright ignored him. He was about to confront his mother again today, but she had company.

Walking up to the door, he heard his mother's voice.

“I see...well, I cannot in good graces ignore the Trade Fair's original agreement or alter it to suit Equestria's need. I shall allow Twilight Sparkle to preside over the Trade Fair, but it will be her last act as a Princess of Equestria.”

“Thank you, Princess Celestia. I'm upset too at what miss Sparkle pulled, but we will be accommodating to her and any that come with her. G'day.”

A olive colored stallion in a tweed coat and pants came out, not seeing Spike. As Spike was about to enter, he was stopped not by the guards, but by a lion's paw.

“Spike, old buddy! So this is where you are now.” Discord said, turning Spike away from the throne room.

Spike glared at Discord, but the spirit of Chaos simply shook his head. The two headed for an unused room and entered in. Closing the doors, Discord snapped his fingers, the lights turning on but they were all different colors. Spike saw his Aunt Luna sitting at a desk, holding a picture of some kind. With a sigh, the royal mare placed the photo down, showing a younger Luna with a figure in metal armor.

Spike gave a start realizing it was the Overlord.

“Ah, good, Discord didn't muck it up.” Luna said, not seeing Spike staring at the photo.

Discord gave a pout at hearing that.

“Aw, Lulu! When have I ever messed anything up?”

Spike gave a derisive snort making the two look at him.

“You want the lists or the books?”

Disocrd's jaw detached itself and dropped to the floor with a resounding clank while Luna roared with laughter at the witty retort from the Prince. Picking up his jaw and reattaching it, Discord shook his head.

“Wow, that cut me to the quick on that one. Anyways, Lulu here has something she must tell you.” Discord said, stepping aside to let Luna take the floor.

Spike watched the Princess of the night take a deep breath and square her shoulders. Stepping before Spike, she spoke in a low tone.

“You seek who your father is Spike. Well, I know who he is...not just Celestia. It's hard not to, you have his wit and sharp tongue.”

Spike grew frustrated and glared at Luna.

“Stop dancing around the issue and just tell me alright? I had it up to here with mom playing cloak and dagger with Twilight, don't you start too, Auntie Luna.” Spike snarled.

Backing up a bit in surprise, Luna nodded.

“Your father, Spike, is the Overlord.”

Spike's entire world stopped dead on its axis and before he knew it, darkness claimed his sight.

Author's Note

Hey all. This time, its on me. I let myself be distracted by other things, namely my digital copy of DragonBall Xenoverse 2. I don't know what it is with games like that, but I am addicted to them!

So anyways, Spike seems to be taking it well, he's not charging off to see his mother and demanding why he wasn't told right off the bat.

Now, see this?

*holds up MLP Canon*

This is pretty much what I am doing with various events in the show's timeline.

*Opens a window and tossed MLP Canon out of it.*

Next is that...Trade fair? All I recall is some little filly/colt wanting to trade a broken quill for Twilight's books. Then after that will be...well, I won't be torching the surprise for you.

See you all again soon. Hopefully.