Diamonds Are Forever

He enters the small room he and Twilight had furnished as a bathroom, and kept his eyes on the floor as he walks to the small sink about 4 feet away from the tub. He stutters out the words, "Wh-what do you m-mean, prove it?"

She giggles at the dragon, staring at the ground the way a filly might as they talk to their crush. She responds, "Oh come on, Spike, look at me."

He obliges, but only for a second. The moment his gaze meets hers, he drags his eyes to the floor. "I... I can't..."

Rarity says, in a false tone of hurt, "You don't think I'm beautiful? Why do you love me, then?"

He looks back up at her in an instant, saying, "Of course I think you're beautiful! It's just... you're so... I'm not..." his face getting redder with every response.

She giggles again. "Oh, come on, you can tell me!"

He sighs. "You're too good for me."

She immediately tenses, her expression becoming serious. She motions for him to walk towards the tub. He does so, and she puts her hoof on his shoulder, saying "No, I'm not. No one's too good for you. You're a perfect catch, Spike!" She puts her free hoof over her mouth as the last words are said.

He chuckles, saying, "Perfect catch? What are you, a Fillydelphian?" He smiles, reassuring her.

She smiles back. "Spike, can you get me a towel? I think I want to get out before I look more wrinkled than Granny Smith."

Spike nods and rushes out of the small bathroom. Several seconds later, he brings a large collection of towels. He says, laying each out as he says it's name, "Do you want cotton, down, hay, wool, Diamond Dog fur, pol-"

"Stop right now. You could have just picked the first towel you found, so why get all of the others?" Rarity asks, confused.

"I didn't know which one you would have liked best, so I got them all." he says, with a nod as if that was the only response needed.

She smiles, and points towards the cotton towel. "That one!" she says, trying to keep as much of herself covered with water as possible.

He smiles, and picks up all of the other towels to take back to the room he found them in. He then returns and put the towel on the floor next to the tub. She gets out of the tub as soon as he does so, shocking him with a blast of water. He wipes his eyes, and she puts the towel around her. She shakes her head to get some of the water out, and he imagines the entire moment in slow-motion. He is standing there stunned, and she continues to dry herself. She notices him staring at her, and she becomes somewhat lustful in her movement, gyrating and swaying to an unknown rythym. Spike felt himself blushing and staring, and leaves the room with a slight twinge of anger behind his immediacy

"Oh, I shouldn't have teased him. Spike! I'm sorry!" Rarity says, drying herself off quickly. She leaves the room and follows him into the main room, where he is laying on the couch sobbing.

"Kuabara, Kuabara, stop the dangerous storm. Kuabara, Kuabara, allow us all to warm." The striped Zecora mumbles to herself, mixing a small liquid in her hooves. A love potion, one that would bond any two beings to each other. She had already chosen two, and was embuing it into them with a magical chant. They didn't know, but it would influence them until the storm had passed, and maybe keep influencing them. "Love is dangerous, like the storm, Zecora. Never play with either unless you know what you are doing." she says, pouring the liquid into a small drain.