I Lost It.

by Hillbe

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Slice of Life, Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Rarity
Length: 931

Spikes lost 'IT' and he can't remember where he lost 'IT' how he lost 'IT' or when he lost 'IT' . Can Spike find 'IT' before things get out of hoof or claw?

Same as short description, It's a short short story. Spikes lost it, Where he lost it, How he lost it, When he lost it, Spike can't find it , Did somepony else find it? Is this the end of Ponyville?
What did Spike lose besides his mind? What is it anyway?

Published 2015-04-15 21:40:03 UTC
Last updated 2015-04-15 21:40:03 UTC

I Lost It.

I Lost It.

Spike wondered through the castle of doom as Twilight used to call her new home searching, mops buckets brooms dust pans
Bear poop behind the throne? One of Pinkies confetti cannons "Yikes"->) BooM(<-Squeeeeeeeee Spike spun through the air and impacted on the cold hard crystal walls SPLAT!

He stuck fast at first then he slid down with a sickening Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee down to the floor below.
He rubbed his snout and crawled out to the next room bracing himself he got up and brushed off the confetti. He waddled on to continue his search. 'What if some nasty somepony takes it and uses it's power for evil?' Little dragon flies fluttered in his stomach at the thought.

His eyes scanned the castle for it, darting left right up down and sometime crosseyed looking searching.It was a quest of epic importance.
No room was left behind, after finding thirty four and a half bits in the sofa he continued on.

His bed, her bed, his night stand, her night stand, under both the beds . He looked high he looked low, he looked low he looked high.

Nada, nothing, zilch.If the Cutie Mark Crusaders get it I'll never live it down and Ponyvilles future will only hold doom and gloom'.

He waddled past the throne room and poked his head in once more "It's got to be somewhere" his eyes scanned the area.

"If I can't find it she'll be... Gee, I don't want to know how she'll be".

He went to the kitchen poking into the cupboards past the plates spoons and glasses, under the counters around the table.
'It's gone!' Only piles of dirty pancake crumbs. . .

His desperation grew , Where was it? Who took it? It couldn't have walked off by it's self could it?
He finally broke down and was going to ask Twilight. 'It's not like I'm looking for my stash of Playcolt magazines'

"Ah Twilight?" He edged out a little more "Ah Twilight did you find anything out of the ordinary ? Around? Like on the floor?"

She continued to work not answering the drake. The magic held quill scribbling along the scroll.

"Ah Twilight?" He spoke up. His dragon flys in his stomach became dragon falls.

"Yes Spike, I'm sorry this new princess stuff, What do you want?" She asked coming out of her daze.

"Ah . . . Did you see anything out of the ordinary ?" He asked. His eyes pleading for an answer of 'YES'.

"If you put an 'ordinary' label on confetti cannons hidden by manic pink ponies or zoos of wild animals in a throne room and all the other stuff that goes on around here, Nope, I can't think of anything."

She saw the worry on his face Twilight tilted her head quizzing him "What are you missing? A gem? An enchanted comic book? "

A sly smile crossed her face "Or something?"

Spike looked away and shuffled his feet "Aw it's nothing much, I'll just keep looking, See ya later Twi".

He returned to the hall looking at all the nooks and crannies trudging along "Where did I lose it?"

"Spike" Twilight called " I need you to deliver this contract to Rarity for the new castle guards dress uniforms".

"Yeah I got it". Spike returned the call grabbing the scroll and marching out of Twilights line of sight. "she would need my services NOW".

He trudged along 'Where is it? What did I do with it? The spa? The bed emporium? Sofa and Quills? I got to take better care of my hoard ! Some dragon I am , Can't even take care of my own stuff. "It's no wonder everyone thinks I'm a baby, What a clutz what a moroon."

Spike stood before the door of his dream boat of pony fashion, He had a sinking feeling as he raised his clawed fist.

"knock knock knock" he raped on the boutiques entry.

"Come in Spike" Came Raritys voice from beyond the door.

"How did you know it was me?" the dumbfounded dragon quizzed.

"Precious scales you're such a gentledrake, You're the only one who knocks when I'm open for business". Smiling as she worked .

"Oh" Spike just stood looking stupid as he always does his eyes feasting on Miss marsh mellow trimmed in luscious blueberries.

"Oh yes, Twilight had me bring you the contract for the new castle guard uniforms" he laid the scroll on her work station.

Rarity looked at Spike with a smirk on her face " Thank you Spikey" She paused "Spike darling is something bothering you?"

Spike fidgeted "Oh nothing, nothing at all , Why? Watsup? Ah Rarity?"

Rarity fluttered her lashes and smiled looking into his eyes "Now Spikey, You can tell me what's on your mind".

Spike became putty in her gaze "I lost it!" sweat rolling off his spines "I don't know where it went".

"I see" Rarity cooed "Spikey what ever it is you've lost I'm sure it's not of worldly importance".

"It's not?" Spike popped "what? They? Who? How?" Spikes embarrassment grew along with his emerald eyes.

"I had them washed Spikey they are right over here" She moved out of the way showing two plushies on a cushion one was a stuffed white unicorn and beside it was a little purple dragon with button eyes their claws and hooves tangled together.

Rarity cooed "Spikey dearest, Are they not a perfectly matched set?"

Spike fainted. Plop !

Rarity nuzzled him and went back to work. With a smile.