It was a normal, sunny day in Ponyville. Spike was just released from his daily slavery to Twilight for several minutes, so he decided to walk randomly around Ponyville because he doesn't have any friends or hobbies. So as his three minutes of freedom this week were drawing to a close, he started to wander back towards the library. As he passed Quills and Sofa's back alley, he saw three filly-shaped shadows leaning against the wall, smoking cigarettes, and all in all, acting very gang-like.

Spike just thought to himself, "Huh, so gang-member cutie marks? They are really reaching low. Well, at least they are done with the 'beating up Spike' cutie mark phase,"

Just as he thought that, the crusaders notice him, and started walking towards him, somehow snapping their hooves, however the buck they could do that, with Sweetie Belle in the lead, Apple Bloom on her left, and Scootaloo on the right. Now that they were more than shadows, Spike could see they also were wearing bad-flank leather jackets and sporting stubble, again, however the buck they did that.

"Huh, so the tough baby here thinks he can just stroll into our territory and get away with it, huh?" asked Sweetie Belle in a deep, threatening tone, much unlike her normal voice.

"Maybe we should teach him a lesson. What do you think Apple Bloom?" Asked Scootaloo, in a just as deep, dangerous voice as Sweetie Belle.

"Yah, I think we should teach him a lesson, Scootaloo," Apple Bloom replied in another thug voice.

Spike was very confused at this turn of events. "Uhh, no thanks guys, I don't need a lesson, I get enough from Twilight, besides, if I don't get back in time, she will beat me with 'A Complete Guide to Griffonia History' again," he said nerviously as he shuddered from the frequent memory.

"Well it's too late for that now, cream-pie, we'll mess up up good, so you don't go invading our territory again, twerp," Sweetie Belle growled as the Crusaders started to advance on Spike, cracking their knuckles and spitting at the ground.

Spike started to worriedly mumble about how they didn't need to do this, and that he was innocent, as he slowly backed up to put space between him and the violent thug CMCs. But to his misfortune, they managed to trap him in an alley between Microwaves and Staplers, and Tables and Parchment.

Spike realized he was in serious trouble here as the trio of fillies swaggered closer and closer. So using thousands of years of Dragon evolution, and his own quick wits, he did what all baby dragons do when confronted with danger.

He peed himself and started crying for his mommy. Too bad she hated him so much she didn't even show up for his birth.

So Spike finally got over his blubbering, and just as he was about to take a defensive stand, Apple Bloom pushed him so hard that he lost his balance and fell backwards into Scootaloo, who in turn pushed him to Sweetie Belle, who shove him back to Apple Bloom, and for several minutes, he was trapped in the endless bully circle, unable to get his bearings.

They finally stopped shoving him around, and just as he thought he would get some mercy from them, he was knocked of his feet and into a wall, from a very impressive, yet sudden, right hook from Scootaloo.

"Good hit there, Scootaloo, you hold him down while Sweetie Belle and me beat his stuffing out!" exclaimed an excited Apple Bloom.

As Scootaloo held Spike's arms behind his back, Sweetie Belle started punching Spike in the face, while Apple Bloom started kicking his shins and stomach. After several minutes of this, Spike had two black eyes, a concussion, several scales ripped away, and 15 and a half broken bones.

The two pounding on him where getting pretty tired so Spike though through his concussion-addled brain "Maybe this is my chance to get away!" But, sadly for him, and happily for us, he forgot about Scootaloo, who was not only still at 100%, but was also the strongest out of the three.

As she felt Spike struggling to free himself, she picked him up by his tail and slam dunked him through the window of Tables and Parchment, and as he flew straight through the shop, the customers inside punched Spike as he flew through because everypony hates him. As he blasted right through the wall on the other side, where Scootaloo was waiting, she punched him in the chin and he made a 90 degree angle as he flew straight up into the stratosphere.

As Spike reached the apex of his accent, he looked down at the scenery of Equestria, and thought to himself, "Maybe I should take a stand and stop ponies from abusing me so much. Maybe I should-"

The rest of his impossibles ambitions were cut off as Rainbow Dash caught him, spun him around to build up speed, and chucked him as hard as she could downwards, sending him hurtling down towards Ponyville at Mach 14.23, because again, everypony hates Spike. Tears welled up in his eyes as he met the unimaginable G-forces, ripping away all of his remaining scales.

Right as Spike was about to hit the ground, Scootaloo punched him square in his exposed dick, sending him absolutely careening clear across Ponyville, destroying everything in his path. As he lay there in the crash site on the outskirts of Ponyville, crying from death, he heard three sets of hooves coming closer, and still somehow they were bucking snapping. He braced himself as they began to beat on him again, only this time with a baseball bat, a two-by-four, and a spiked mace.

Suddenly Spike heard a panicked shout, "NO, GIRLS, NO" as he saw Twilight galloping towards them through the heavy swelling covering his entire body. He was surely saved!

"You're supposed to beat him with this!" she explained as she held out 'A Complete Guide to Griffonia History'.

"Thanks, Twilight!" Sweetie Belle said in her regular voice as she took the book.

"Oh, and here is one for you too Apple Bloom and Scootaloo," as she handed them 'All Recorded Unicorn Spell' to Apple Bloom, and 'The Explanation of Advanced Zebra Sociology' to Scootaloo.

Twilight watched in peace as the fillies continued to beat Spike with the extremely heavy books in fillyish glee. "By the way Spike, the money for fixing Ponyville and cleaning the blood stains of these books is coming out of your allowance,"

"But I don't get an allowance!" Spike wheezed through the hailstorm of books smacking him.

"Well I guess you will have to clean these books and rebuild the entirety of Ponyville by yourself then!" she exclaimed happily, content in Spike pain and torment as she trotted away, leaving him to die with the giggling, book-wielding Cutie Mark Crusaders.

Author's Note

Just some Spike abuse! Please point out any mistakes I made so I can fix them. Thanks and have a better day than Spike!