Precious Scales

by Speedy McSpeed

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Comedy, Rarity, Romance
Length: 1133

Spike and Rarity have their third child, but struggle to give the newborn a name.

Spike and Rarity have just had their third child, and they couldn't be happier. However, they still have not picked out a name for it yet.

Once I thought of the name, I just had to write this short little story.

Published 2014-10-23 02:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-10-23 02:30:02 UTC

Precious Scales

“Spike, darling, where are you!?”

A certain purple dragon’s ears perked up when heard the love of his life call his name.

“Spike! Can you come in here please?”

Spike only sighed and started to make his way toward’s his wife’s hospital room. The adult dragon was, to put it simply, exhausted. Today had been the birth of his and Rarity’s third child. That meant hours of tears, screaming, and other events that will cause a lack of sleep. Their other two children, Crystal Clarity and Turquoise Blitz, were asleep in the waiting room, along with the rest of their friends and family. Spike wished he could join them in their slumber, bur right now he had a much more important job to attend to.

As he walked into the room, Spike couldn’t help but notice the state his wife was in. Rarity was visibly tired and had bags under her eyes. Her usually pristine mane was now a horrible mess. The only thing not off about her was her always sexy forelegs, which were currently wrapped around a small foal. The foal in question was Spike and Rarity’s newborn colt. He was colored a shade of purple that was darker than his father’s scales. He had light green eyes and claws, as well as a few small fangs poking out of his mouth. Spike smiled as he looked upon his son. Just like at the birth of his other two children, he was as proud as he could possibly be. Noticing Spike watching their child, Rarity finally spoke to address him.

“He’s just a cutie, isn’t he, darling?”

“He sure is, Rares. I think we’ve made another great one.”

“Well any baby I have with you is sure to be great.” Rarity cooed, nuzzling Spike. “Do you thing Claire and Blitz will like their new baby brother?”

“I’m sure they’ll love him, but first we have something very important to do.”

“And what would that be?”

“We have to find this little guy a name.”

“Oh my, Spike. You’re right. Our little angel still needs a name. What do you think it should be?”

After thinking about it for a short while, Spike decided he didn’t know what to say. “I have no idea.”

“Well, let’s think about it. Our other two children are both named after gems. And they turned out pretty good.”

“So what are you suggesting?”

“He’s purple like his sister, so how about Amethyst?”

“I don’t know. It kind of sounds like a filly’s name.”

“All right, the. What if his name was Lavender Gem?”

“You know he’s a colt, right?”

“Yes I know that! And he’s a handsome colt at that too.”

“Yes, honey, he is. But we still need a name, now don’t we?”

“Hmmmmm. It appears we do. Purple Topaz?”

“No, that’s not doing it for me.”

“Fluorite?”

“Nope.”

“Tanzanite?”

“I’m a dragon and I haven’t even heard of that gem.”

“Well, do you have any better ones!?”

Hearing his mother’s disruptive yell, the unnamed colt woke up from his nap. His big eyes went from side to side, taking in the sight of both of his parents.

“Maybe we shouldn’t go with a gem name.”

“Than what should we call him?”

“Let me think. He’s purple and green like me.”

“I think he’s also got your eyes.”

Looking down into the eyes of his son, Spike realized that Rarity was right. They both shared the same bright green eyes.”

“You’re right about that, Rares. So...he looks a lot like me. Got any ideas?”

“I’m not sure. How could we use his likeness to you to think of a name.”

“Well, you call me a lot of nicknames. Maybe we can use one of those.”

“Spike! I don’t think we can use any of those names?”

“Why not?”

Looking back a his wife, Spike could see that she had an enormous blush on his face. Realizing what she thought he meant, Spike immediately blushed as well.

“No, no! Not those names. I’m talking about the little pet names you call me. You know, like the ones you say when I help you out with a dress.”

“Well, the only name I can think of is Spikey-Wikey.”

“Yeah, we can’t use that one.”

“Why?”

“When Twilight named me, she thought it was such a perfect and original name. But, seriously, what else would she have called me? Anyway, she didn’t want anyone else to steal her idea of naming a dragon Spike.

“And?”

“She made it a law that no other dragon born in Equestria can have Spike in their name.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, trust me. I am. At the time, she didn’t think there would be anymore dragons being born in Equestria though.”

“Then we will just call him Wikey.”

“Wikey?”

“Yes, Wikey. He’ll be our little Wikey-Wikey.” Finally figuring out his name, Rarity reached a hoof out to the newborn colt, causing him to giggle.

“Rarity?”

“Yes?” she asked, looking away from her son.

“We’re not naming our kid Wikey.”

“But why not?”

All Spike did was look at Rarity skeptically until she finally relented and gave up on the name.

“Ok, fine.” Rarity then once again turned towards her son. “Sorry, but we still don’t have a name for you.” Hearing his mother talk to him, he smiled back at her and let out some incoherent babble.

“Do you think Claire or T would know what to name him?”

“Darling, I don’t think we should ask them for a name.”

“Why’s that?”

“I overheard them talking earlier. Claire wanted him to be called Purple and Blitz thought it would be fun to name him Shrimpy.”

For a long while, neither Spike or Rarity spoke as they simply watched their son gaze upon them. After minutes of silence, Spike decided to finally speak up.

“You know, Shrimpy is not such a bad name.”

“What!?”

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding! Actually, I think I found the perfect name for our little guy.”

“Really? Well, what is it?”

“Do you remember that name you used to call me, when I had just moved to Ponyville?”

“You’ve finally warmed up to Wikey! Oh, Spike that’s great to...”

“No. The other one.”

“Oh, you mean...” Rarity stopped talking as she suddenly gasped. Realizing the name Spike was referring to, she agreed that it was perfect.

“Spike, if we’re thinking of the same name, then you’re correct. It’s a perfect fit!”

“It’s settled then.” Using a claw to prop up his son’s head, Spike turned his face up so that he was gazing into his eyes.

“Welcome to the world...Precious Scales.”

Author's Note

Hey, everybody! Thanks for reading. I hope you liked it because I plan to use Precious Scales in future stories.