Pinkamena and Cheese Sandwich

Spike had just arrived back at the library, but Twilight wasn’t home. He looked around for her and when he didn’t find her, he began to search for any signs that she had gone anywhere, but there was nothing anywhere. Spike decided to sit in his bed and read a comic until she came home.

He walked up the stairs and set the box of cupcakes on Twilight’s desk. “There,” He thought. “Now that if I forget about them, which would be highly unlikely, then Twilight will notice and we’ll both still get a cupcake.”

He fell back into his small bed and pulled out a comic to read while he waited. Soon after Spike began reading he realized he had already read this edition. He set it back down and lie back, staring at the ceiling above him.

There was a knock on the door and Spike looked up to see Rarity standing in the doorway. “Rarity, wha-?” Spike began, frantically trying to sit up in his bed.

“Hello Spikey Wikey, it’s lovely to see you again.” She said in her beautiful voice.

“Oh, Rarity, I missed you so much.” Spike said as he began walked towards her.

“I missed you too Spikey Wikey,” Rarity said taking a few steps into the room.

Spike leaned towards Rarity, his eyes closed and arms outstretched to give her a hug. Insead his lips met hers and suddenly Spike felt Rarity’s tongue attempting to invade his mouth. He jumped back and brought his claws up to face and stared at Rarity. She just smiled at him seductively.

“R-Rarity….” Spike started.

Rarity gently put a hoof to his lips to silence him. “Shhh. Spike, let this moment be ours.”

Spike nodded dumbly as he found himself leaning towards Rarity and closing his eyes. Their lips met once more and their tongues intertwined. Spike’s long serpent-like tongue wrapped around Rarity’s tongue as the two very different tongues battled for territory.

Spike pulled away once again. “Rarity,” he panted, obviously out of breath, “why are you doing this?”

“Because I want to Spikey Wikey,” Rarity answered, not even panting a little and already leaning in towards Spike once more.

“Rarity, I can’t do this.” Spike admitted, backing away.

“But Spike….” Rarity whined, tears forming in her eyes.

“But nothing, Rarity. I need you to leave.” He said pointing to the exit.

“Spike.” Rarity said sternly, although her voice wasn’t her own, it was deep and hoarse, almost like some kind of monster. When Spike looked back at her, she had a mouthful of sharp teeth and she was covered in blood.

“R-Rarity…” Spike stuttered, tripping over his own feet as he tried to escape from what he had previously thought to be the mare he had a crush on.

“Spike, I could just eat you up.” Rarity, or what used to be Rarity, gurgled through a mouthful of blood. She…. It grew larger and began to look and sound less and less like the beautiful mare Spike had known.

“No! No! Please don’t!!” Spike screamed. “No!! No!! Nooooo!!!!” Spike sat up in his bed, drenched in sweat, which he first thought was the blood of other ponies that had dripped onto him. He looked around and soon realized that it had all just been a dream.

Spike let out a sigh of relief and then thought back to the dream. “Darn it! How come all my awesome dreams end with monsters?” He asked himself.

The small, sweaty, green and purple dragon pulled himself out of his bed and walked down the stairs of the library to get himself a glass of water.

He walked back up into his and Twilight’s bedroom. He looked around and it didn’t take him long to notice the box of cupcakes sitting on Twilight’s desk. He walked over to them, drooling, forgetting for the time being that he was the one who had brought them and that Twilight still wasn’t even home yet.

He pulled one of the two cupcakes out and carefully carried it back to his bed. Spike looked at the purple and white icing, he then turned the cupcake around and noticed the three decorative blue diamonds on it. “This cupcake reminds me of Rarity,” he thought, shedding a single tear.

Spike sat down and stuck his tongue in the icing, digging a small hole in it with his tongue all the way down the cake part. He stuck his long tongue into the hole he had made and circled it around the hole, enlarging it and taking up pieces of the icing as he licked it.

Soon all the icing was gone and all that was left was the cake part. Spike peeled off the wrapper and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth, munching on it sloppily. Crumbs spilled all over the floor and Spike’s bed, and all over Spike as well. Spike looked down and brushed the crumbs off his large stomach and turned around in his bed throwing the blanket on top of himself and falling asleep again.