Spike the gender confused princess

by MichelleTwistaloo

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Slice of Life
Length: 949

Can a boy really be a princess? To Spike, who isn't even sure about being a boy, that question hungs in the air, but questioning Twilight (after she awakes) may yeld a response!

Spike the princess. It had a nice ring to it. If only Spike wasn't what he was...

Things are complicated for spike, not only does he have to deal with the fact that his older sister, Princess Twilight Sparkle (maybe you've heard of her) is asleep, but also the fact that the title of princess sounds oddly appealing. What is he even? Does he even know?

Contains first person narrative from Spike's point of view and gender confusion.

Published 2015-06-20 19:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-06-20 19:30:02 UTC

Spike the princess

A princess? That sounded nice. And yet I don't really know if this is a bright idea, I mean...I am acting like one, but still...

Maybe I should have introduced myself before starting to think about princesses. My name's Spike. Spike the dragon. Yes a draconius, the very same one who destroyed Ponyville once or twice, I also saved the Crystal Empire twice. Yeah, I'm a hero, somewhat. Twilight always tells me not to brag too much, or I might grow a big head. And she doesn't want that, and neither do I.

Twilight's my big sister, she's a pony princess, and I'm supposed to make sure that no one disturbs her, which I am trying to do. Though when she wakes up I have some questions of my own for her.

Because I am confused about one thing, you see, person who is reading this, I want to be a princess. In fact, I am being a princess (acting on behalf of my big sister), and don't I deserve to be a princess? If Luna, sister to Celestia is also a princess, then I should also be a princess, since my big sister, Twilight is one. But for now I only act on her behalf.

As I hear this pony who reminds me of this filly I know talk about a statue made of delicious crystal and gems (something I so wanted to eat, but can't, since it's celebratory) my mind wanders away into the question that I ask myself, for you see....

I shouldn't feel this way, because princesses are for girls, and princes are all little mean pricks, like Prince Blueblood who used one of my friends as a shield. And I try not to act so much like an idiot who is mean to others, so I can't be a prince. But I still feel the need to be one. Not prince, I mean, princess.

Is that odd? Ponies call me odd all the time, I guess with being the only dragon most people will ever meet. And really, I'm already okay with being called odd, after all, I'm an oddity in one city full of weirdness, and that's saying a lot. With monster attacks every week, even then I stand out. But this kind of oddity the not even knowing just who or what you are...well it hits deep.

I am a smart dragon, or draconius, so to say, whenever I am organizing the collection of books Twilight has, a very big one, I read one or two, I don't just read comic books and am done with reading, but none of them mention this. And what kind of dragon doesn't know if he's a he or a she?

The pony who reminds me so much of Twist, with the way she speaks, and the glasses and everything, keeps talking but I'm not really paying attention I already gave her permission for what she wanted, acting on behalf of my big sister and princess, Twilight Sparkle. I've got many tasks to get done today, so that Twilight can get her rest, and thank me, but this one is the one which is taking the longest.

I mean...45 minutes talking about rocks, rocks! It looks like Rarity might have a new acquaintance, I think they're pretty yeah, but I don't exactly know much about them, some ponies were them, some, like me, eat them. They're delicious.

So as I move forward I decide to have my portrait painted, I can use the little fib, that princess Twilight sent me, and get a very coltish painting of me done. Maybe that will help me decide if it's normal for me, a boy, wanting to be a princess. I mean...I'm feeling this way, so it's got to be something that somepony felt before no?

I lay still in the very comfortable recliner, but I can't let my thoughts hold as still as my body. What if I am...and I shudder at that getting a "Quiet down" from the painting in the process, not right? I mean, Twilight is such a sticker for having things the right way...What if I'm not right?

My eyes threaten to water and I move my mind to other spots, with the effort that Twilight would use to move a giant rock with her magic. Twilight would never do that! I'm her little brother...or sister...or something. The one who cleans everything.

So as I...the dragon, get the painting finished, I look at it. Though it's a very pretty painting, one that makes me look regal and boyish, I don't know if it's something that suit me. I thank the painter, and I hear him mumble that he's going to charge the palace.

I could be worried about that, but I'm more worried about other things right now.

What am I going to do? I don't really have time to think much about it as I have to keep on making decisions on Twilight's behalf, I gotta admire all this power feels good, and if I can pretend to be a princess, a female dragon, then I'm glad for it. But it's also a tad tiring, I mean everyone wants an opinion, a question, for Princess Twilight.

I'm just the dragon, nopony wants my opinion, but they don't know it's my opinion they are getting. I grin mischievously as I realize I'm playing them.

Spike the princess....yeah, it really has a nice ring to it. I like it. Maybe Twilight can help me ascend as well, or explain my feelings...I mean, she's so smart.

I just hope things don't go wrong with all the ponies I'm helping. That'd be awful...