Spike had a flu. A dragon flu to be exact. And it would just NOT go away. Twilight had tried everything. At least they had that fancy new castle place, or Spike would have burnt down the entire library... twice. Everytime he sneezed, burped, hiccuped, he'd breath fire. Twilight surrounded him with a tiny forcefield, but every once in a while, she opened the bubble to let out the warm air.
It seemed to have no effect on the castle. Maybe. Spike got out of his bed, well rested, but he couldn’t escape. He tried it all. Eventually, it became an entire bubble and Spike could roll around in it. But... it seemed to be getting bigger. The hot air that came out of it had made the bubble very sticky, and he was soon covered in dust. He rolled around more, still somehow able to see.
He soon became so large he was picking up a stray book every so often. He became large enough to be recognized as a threat, and, no longer in control of it, crashed into the kitchen, rolling up pots and pans. He screamed, but he was so covered in things, he doubted Twilight could hear him. He attempted to regain control, but it failed. He soon rolled into the main library and knocked over some shelves. He picked up every single book, and eventually the shelves themselves. He found Twilight, but couldn’t stop. He ran her over and picked her up too. She attempted to scream at him, but she couldn't.
The spinning and rolling was making her too dizzy to speak. Spike rolled out of the castle, taking the doors with him. Everypony ran at the sight of this giant... BALL rolling towards them. No pony could explain it, but they knew it was coming for them. Spike tried as hard as he could to stop the rolling, but gravity forbade him from doing so. He was stuck to the sides of the ball and around he went. He couldn't stop it. Everypony ran, but they knew they would be captured.
Twilight attempted to get herself off, but for some reason, the rolling was messing up her magic. She attempted to scream for her friends help, but she knew they had all ran to cower in their homes. The ball had soon become like a game. Spike rode back and forth against the houses until multiple became rubble. The ball then consumed the rubble and moved on to destroy more. Spike knew it was his fault, and he just had to watch. He flew through Sweet Apple Acres, picking up every tree and apple on his way. Including the Apple family. They just HAD to have their reunion TODAY, didn't they? Spike tried once more to stop it, but it picked up every Apple. Fruit and pony. Spike was getting way too dizzy, and he passed out.
When he awoke, the ball was bigger than the castle as if it had... oh wait. It did absorb the castle. Well, atleast the ball was rolling towards... Wait! THE BALL IS ROLLING TOWARDS CANTERLOT? DO SOMETHING SPIKE! Spike tried and tried to stop it, but of course Ponyville had massed a hill under it. Wait, when did that happen? Spike rolled and rolled, the speed making him sick. another small hill was like a ramp, and that ramp... crashed him into Canterlot castle. The Princesses were doomed. He tried to stop. Luna was asleep, as it was the middle of the day, but Celestia was sitting on the throne as regal as ever. The ball absorbed her and soon destroyed Luna's room and absorbed it along with Luna. It destroyed more room and picked up more guards. Soon, all that was left was a crevice in the side of a mountain. He rolled down the mountain and into Canterlot. He picked it all up. Nothing was left.
More ramps took him up and down, and Spike tried to control it. He rolled back to Ponyville and took the Everfree forest. Zecora and her hut were doomed. The castle of the Royal Pony Sisters was doomed. Everything was doomed. If you could count all the places that were doomed, you would need EVERY hoof. He destroyed all of Equestria. He rolled through the ocean and picked up all the sea life. He rolled up the griffins on the other side of the blue plain. He picked up dragons and their jewels. He picked up mountains and volcanos. The ball soon reached the size of other planets, like Mares. It seemed too easy. Spike knew this was all to happen. He MADE it happen. Simply by rolling out of his bed.
No, he didn't do it on purpose, but boy, did he ruin everything this time. You thought he ruined it by burning the Everfree forest? No. No No No. He ruined it for real this time. He never did think that after burning a forest he would feel so sick. That's why he had the flu. That's why this all happened. So technically, this was that Protoman's fault.
Spike sighed. He took a nap, hoping it would be all normal. This was just a nightmare, he thought. A Really realistic one. As Spike awoke, he found out he was fine. He was back in his bed, he didn't have the flu anymore. Twilight was just... playing Katamare-i... in front of him. A GAME CAUSED ALL THIS? A GAME? HE thought, infuriated. Spike hiccupped, and it signaled Twilight that he was awake.
“Oh, hey Spike. Good that you woke up.” Twilight said, warming a bowl of soup with her magic and simultaneously playing the game. She phased the soup through the bubble and Spike began eating, still sweating after that dream. He still couldnt believe that all of that was just a dream, culminating from Twilight’s game, on the Haystation 2. Spike was quite angry at her, and attempted to escape. It all happened. Twas not a dream, but a vision. It begins.
