Equestrian Warriors

Spike slowly opened his eyes, only to be blinded by sunlight. He quickly shielded himself from the sun and rolled over, staring at the wall. He looked at the calendar, noticing several x's on a lot of the dates. His eyes shot open, finally realizing what day it was.

"It's Monday!" Spike shouted, jumping out of bed. "I'm gonna be late for school!" He ran into his closet, throwing out several shirts until he pulled out a blue and yellow hoodie. "Wait, what am I doing? I don't need to wear anything." Spike was about to put the hoodie back, but his eyes flashed yellow.

"Then again, it's better to look cool as much as I feel cool." Spike said, putting the hoodie on. "But it needs a little more. Or should I say... less." He continued, looking at a pair of scissors on a nearby desk. He cut off both the sleeves, leaving two plain holes in the hoodie. He ran out of his room and into the nearby bathroom. He slipped on the sleeveless hoodie and grabbed some gel, pulling his scales forward. He stood on a stool, staring at himself in the mirror. "Looking good Spike, looking real good." He said, snapping both his fingers at his reflection.

"Spike! Breakfast!" Twilight's voice echoed through the halls of the castle.

Spike blinked a few times, losing his confident demeanor. "W-What? Oh right!" Spike said, rushing out of the bathroom and down several stairs. He entered the kitchen, seeing Twilight flipping pancakes and Gumdramon sitting at the table, sipping out of a coffee cup.

"Good morning Spike, how did you-" Twilight stopped, noticing Spike's appearance. "Uh, what's with the new look?" She asked, levitating a plate of pancakes onto the table.

"What do you mean?" Spike asked, taking a seat.

Twilight looked at Gumdramon, only for him to shrug his shoulders. She used her magic to levitate a hand mirror towards Spike. "This new look." She said once the mirror was showing Spike what he looked like.

Before Spike could react, his eyes flashed yellow again. "Oh yeah, I totally forgot. Well I just wanted to try something to show how cool I am." He said, pushing away the mirror.

"Pfft, who are you, Rainbow Dash?" Twilight said, laughing a little.

"Uh, y-yeah!" Gumdramon said, taking a long sip from his cup, blushing a little.

"Well I'll just take these treats to go. Gotta head to school or whatever." He said, grabbing the pancakes from his plate, shoving one of them into his mouth. "Later!' He said with a mouth full of food, walking out of the room.

"You've noticed that Spike is acting a little... weird, right?" Twilight asked Gumdramon.

"I dunno, kids can change just like that." He replied, snapping his fingers. "Maybe he's just growing up?"

"Maybe..." Twilight said, looking worried.

Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were standing outside the school, talking to each other. They stopped when they heard a familiar motor-like sound from afar. They looked down the road, seeing Scootaloo riding her scooter towards the school. She quickly pulled to a stop right in front of them, blowing some dirt in their faces.

"Whoops, sorry about that." Scootaloo said, removing her helmet. Sweetie and Apple Bloom shook the dirt off them, smiling at their friend.

"It was nothin." Apple Bloom said, laughing a little. The other two started laughing too, but stopped once they heard familiar noise.

"Out of the way!" Spike shouted as he swerved back and forth on his skateboard, almost hitting a few ponies. He pulled to a stop, blowing a lot of dirt at the three fillies, covering them from top to bottom. He kick flipped the skateboard, catching it in midair. "Nailed it!"

The three fillies shoot the dirt off them, each of them gave Spike an angry glare.

"Hey, what was that for?!" Scootaloo yelled at him.

"Yeah, that wasn't very nice." Apple Bloom agreed with Scootaloo.

"Sorry if I was too fast for you to handle." Spike said with a smug smirk.

"W-What?" Sweetie questioned, looking confused.

"Alright everypony, time to head inside!" Cheerilee called from the front of the schoolhouse.

"Later ladies." Spike said before dashing pass the three fillies.

"Gees, what's his deal?" Scootaloo questioned.

"Spike?" Sweetie mumbled, looking upset.