Spike and the Mane-iac 3

Boy oh boy, Garble, and his nasty friends have returned and confronted Spike, who was with his wife, Mane-iac. The baby dragon was having a feeling like he was about to throw up, or something
Ike that.

"Garble." Spike said in a bitter tone-of-voice.

"Spike, my buddy." Garble teased. "It's been so long since we have seen each other." He gave a smug look on his face, and his gang laughed

Spike just shrugged off what he said, and replied "not long enough." He said sarcastically. "What do you want?"

"Just wanted to drop by, say hello, and..... squash you like a bug." The red teenage dragon cracked his knuckles. By the sound of it, he and his friends wanted to hurt, or even kill Spike if they do it hard enough to do so.

The baby dragon gulped on fear, and felt like he was in the wrong place in the wrong time. What a way for a couple of scummy dragons like Garble and his cronies to ruin a romantic moment between him and Mane-iac

"And, who are you exactly?" Mane-iac asked the red dragon.

"Name's Garble, sweet cheeks. Don't ya forget about it. And I suppose that she is your girlfriend, Spike?"

"She's my wife, thank you."

"Ooh, yeah. Figured that a so-called dragon like yourself can marry such a pathetic creature like a pony."

"Shut up!" Spike said. He and Mane-iac had anger and irritation building inside both of them. Nonetheles, the baby dragon decided not to lose control of his anger and do something irrational. "Look, what do you meatheads what from me?"

"A little something called revenge." Garble answered wickedly, gritting his teeth with pure hatred and anger. "You ordered me as a dragon lord to hug every dragon possible, and made me look like a fool in front of every dragon I knew."

"Well, I liked it." Said one of his friends.

"Shut up, Blizzaga!" Garble snapped at him. "Your opinion doesn't matter." He made smoke out of his nose out of anger.

"Sorry."

"It's your rightful comeuppance for being mean to me and picking on me. Not to mention trying to deal away with Ember."

Garble scoffed "that whore had exactly what was coming to her. Look, dragons do not do friends, and if your making friends like this, then you are weak, and. It even a dragon at all."

"How dare you bastards talk about Spike that way!" Mane-iac snapped at them in anger, more than ready to fight, or even kill them in her case. "Spike is the most special dragon I have ever met in my life. And he is quite special."

"Oh yeah?" Said another one of Garble's friends. "And what do you know about dragons?"

"Quite a lot. Like the fact that you dragons are greedy and have stone-cold hearts that only care about gold."

Garble and his friends laughed again. "Is that supposed to be an insult?" He smugly asked Mane-iac. "Because I've been called worse stuff than that. Hehe. And what's with those snakes in your mane?" Then he laughed again

"Well, aren't you quite a wise guy?" Mane-iac said mockingly. "I eat wise guys like you for dinner. Now get the hell out of here before I go psychopathic on you, and show you the end of your lives. And I promise you, it is going to hurt."

"Ooh, i'm so scared." Garble said in mock fear. "I am shaking like a scared baby dog right now if you are going to hurt me and my boys."

"Yeah, we ain't scared of you, eh."

"Just imagine how ashamed your parents will be if they found out you married a pony." Then it began to hit Spike in his heart. "Oh that's right, you do not even remember your parents! Hahahaha!"

Spike felt more hurt than before, and was speechless. Finally, Mane-iac couldn't stand these brutes anymore, and used her mane and tail to hit Garble in the face with a tendril in the form of a fist. Garble fell to the ground like a stone falling from the sky.

"You insensitive little fuck!" Mane-Ian shouted at him

The red dragon growled as he felt a stinging pain on his face from the blow Mane-iac inflicted on him. "So, you want to play dirty, huh? Okay." Then he got back on his feet. "Let's get her, boys!" He and his gang charged at her with full zeal, but Mane-iac used her hair to lift her up, causing the teenage dragons to miss and topple.

One dragon tried to use his fire breath on her in the air, but she dodged it just in time, and punched him in the face with her hoof, making him fling into the air, landing on a pile of tree trunks.

Another dragon tried to claw at her as he charged at her. Every time he would swing his claws at her, he would always miss, and felt a stinging pain as the Mane-iac formed her tail into a sword, and sliced at his right arm, causing him to yell in agony. "Fuck! You'll lay for that!" He said.

"Good luck!" Mane-iac mocked. "Good luck trying to kill me." Then she slashed at him a few more times, parts of her hair formed into a sword before he passed out from severe blood loss.

"You'll lay for that you crazy bitch!" Garble shouted in anger. He and another friend of his tried to attack her with both fire and claws. Mane-Ian got hold of Garble's partner with her hair and restrained him. Next thing she did was swing him around multiple times like a helicoptrr propeller.

Finally, Mane-iac threw him into the lake with a loud splash. She laughed maniacally with triumph, and clapped her hooves together. "What beautiful water works! Hahaha!"

Finally, Garble was the last one standing to fight her. "Why won't you go down?!" He shouted in anger.

"Because I have worth a lot to live for." Then she and Garble fought each other more intensely than his friends. He used his wings to soar and dive-bombed at her. At the very last second when he was about to hit her, she stepped out of the way just in time.

"Haha! You missed me you bonehead!" Mane-iac mocked him.

"Grr, you're a crazy pony aren't you?"

"Ask anypony!" Then she and Garble clashed with each other. The red dragon would use her claws against her, but she would use her mane and tail as shields to block every blows. And when he was using fire against her, she always threw a rock in his mouth to prevent him from doing so

Mane-iac used her hooves to knockout Garble multiple times. She punched and kicked him so many times that he was starting to bleed from his nose and even coughed up blood a few times.

Nonetheless, Garble still had a lot more fight left in him. He continued trying to claw and burn her into a pile of ashes, but he always missed, much to his fury.

"Stand still so I can kill you, will ya?!"

"I think not! You hurt my Spike, and you fade my wrath!" Then she formed three blades with her mane, and twirled them around rapidly like a pair of propellers or a ceiling fan. Before Garble could think, he was hit multiple times by the blades, like he was being slapped repeatedly.

His friends saw this, and all were absolutely stunned and shocked to see what was happening to their leader. Spike however, felt more than happy and touched that Mane-iac would defend his honor like this, even if it was going a little bit too extreme.

"Tell me, how does it feel to have Spike's pain?"

"It- it stings." Garble coughed a few times.

"Good. Now you know how it feels. Your own mother is so cruel and idiotic that she didn't even bother to love you."

"Grr! No one talks that way about my mother, you hear me?! Nobody!!"

"That's original." Spike remarked. "Use his own mom against him. Oldest move in the book. Heh."

One of the dragons who lasted up, regained consciousness, and saw what was happening. "I'll kill you." Garble muttered. Before Mane-iac could finish him off, she was stopped by Spike, who intervened between them.

"Mane-iac wait!" He said "Garble learned his lesson. Let him and his friends go."

"But what he said about your parents, he-"

"I know, I know. But, as long as I have you, and my friends, I do have a family after all." Mane-iac smiled thoughtfully at him, and hugged him tightly. Then she turned his attention back to Garble and his friends, with a quick change of demeanor.

"Get out of our sight you poor excuse of dragons!" She said coldly at the teenage dragons. "And never come back. And I promise you Garble, the next time we cross paths again, you will not be so lucky."

He gulped, and flew away with his friends back to the dragon lands in terror. Spike and Mane-iac hugged each other for a long period of time. Hopefully, both will never have this kind of encounter again.

When they broke away, Spike said "come on, Mane-iac. Let's go back home."

"Wonderful idea, Sweetie." Then she gently lifted him up with her tendrils, and laid him on her back for another ride back to Ponyville. While walking, Spike began wondering about his parents, and slowly felt sad inside.

Mane-iac noticed that he was quite, and she turned around to check on him, then noticed his sad face. "What's the matter, Spikey-Whikey?" She asked him softly

"Nothing, nothing. I'm fine. I was just.... thinking about what my parents were like, and wished I could have met them is all."

"Oh, sweetie." She gently got him off as she stopped so Mane-iac can talk with him. "I understand how you feel. It it is like you said, as long as you have me, and all your friends, that is what matters."

The baby dragon thought about what he said back there when he stopped Mane-iac from dealing Garble with a mortal blow on him. "You're right, I love you, Mane-iac."

She smiled warmly, and embraced him again. "I love you too, Spike. Say, why don't we get some ice cream together when we get back home, we can get an ice cream cone together, hmm?"

"That would be awesome." Then she put Spike right on her back again, and continued walking home.