“Spike? What are you doing here?”

“Look I just want to talk.”

******

“Oh Spike!!”

“Oh Spike!!!”

******

It a was lovely morning, or at least it would be if a certain young man with green hair hadn't just woken up with a massive hangover. “Oh, what happen last night?” he said as he slowly got out of bed, his eyes somewhat too blurry to see his surroundings. All he remembered from last night was that he had decided to celebrate his 21st birthday by going for a drink with some friends, which led somehow led to bar hopping and the rest was a blur.

He slowly walked to the door. His eyesight was still too blurry to see much. The most he make out was the two doors, so he went straight for what look like the closest door after which he noticed he was naked. He opened the closet and grabbed out a purple, button-up shirt and some green jeans. At first he thought it was strange. He had never slept naked before, but of course he still couldn’t remember much from last night.

Afterwards, he walked to the door that led out of the room. He walked out, not looking anywhere else and certainly not looking at his bed, or what was lying under the covers.

******

He walked around trying to figure out where he was. He remembered how the night before started. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were taking him to the best bar in town. He’d asked if anyone else wanted to go, but they declined. Twilight was busy getting her final reports in at the university. She was about to receive her doctorate in ancient studies. Applejack had to attend to a problem on the farm, Fluttershy was too light of a drinker and Rarity had also declined because she considered Pinkie Pie’s drinking habits a bit barbaric due to the fact that she would chug down large amounts of alcohol. Rarity also said she had plans to attend some auction.

******

Spike just kept walking down the hallway. As his eyesight cleared, he noticed the somewhat fancy design on the walls. He ignore them and moved on. He kept walking until he found himself crashing into someone else. “Hey will you watch where you are going?” they both said as they fell back a little.

Spike rubbed his eyes to try and see who he had crashed into. It was a blonde lady in a brown biker jacket, white shirt and brown jeans. It was Gilda, Rainbow Dash’s old college roommate. “Oh what are you doing here?” he asked.

“Don’t know. I really don’t remember much of last night. Just the fact you and I went bar hopping last night and that's it.”

“Wait what?”

“Well it seems you remember less than I do,” said Gilda. “Do you know how we got on a boat?”

“Wait, we‘re on a boat?” He had not even realized where they were yet.

“Yeah, can’t you hear the ocean?” she asked him back.

“Nah, I was thinking I simply had too much to drink.”

“Well then, come on let’s check how far out into sea we are,” said Gilda as she walked off. Spike followed her while still trying to remember what happen last night.

******

They arrived out on the deck. The ocean was a serene and beautiful sight. Spike saw they were on a small yacht, while Gilda looked to see if she could spot land. It seemed they may have been too far out to see any. “Hmm, maybe if we get to the bridge we can figure out where we are at?”

As the two headed up to the bridge, they began to notice how empty the yacht was, but upon getting close to the bridge they began to hear singing. “What the?”

The voice was singing the ‘A Pirate’s Life For Me’ song. They got to the bridge and found a rather tall, overly-muscle toned, middle age man at the wheel. He was wearing no shirt and had a Viking helmet and dark blue trunks on. Frankly he looked ridiculous, but he was most likely suffering from a hangover as well. “What happen to you? You look like you lost a bet.”

He was sailing the small yacht, but upon hearing what Gilda said, he turned and spoke. “Yeah, maybe, I don’t know, okay?” he said in a big voice.

Spike instantly recognized it. “Wait, Iron Will?”

“Yeah,” said Iron Will as it took a moment for his to recognize Spike. “Wait, Spike?” He ran over and pulled Spike into a spine-breaking hug. “It good to see you!”

“It’s good to see you, too.” Spike barely let out as it was hard to talk while being crushed. Iron Will let him down and then went back to the wheel.

“I see you’ve gotten taller. Last I saw you were shorter than my foot,” Iron Will joked.

Truth be told, Spike had gotten quite taller over the recent years. Originally he was up to the waist of most of his six friends. It had certainly made things awkward back then. Everyone always thought he was a kid, but his friends knew he was older than he looked, both physically and mentally. Heck, half the time he was more mature then all of them.

On his 18th birthday he had an out-of-nowhere growth spurt that had put him at the same height as Rarity, who was his tallest friend. This changed things since he had had a massive crush on her for the longest time. Before, when they were alone, she would seemingly tease him on that, every once in awhile with swinging her butt slightly in his direction, or lowering herself to his height knowing he could nearly see down her shirt. She was such a tease, but when he got up to her height, she seemly stopped and he would actually find her staring at him for rather long times. Spike would say something about it and she would turned away. Unfortunately for Spike, he never caught on to the fact she would be blushing massively afterwards.

******

Suddenly Spike felt like he had a problem while he was still being crushed by Iron Will. “Uh Iron Will, could you put me down? I need to go to the bathroom.” Iron Will dropped Spike rather quickly and apologized. Spike ran off.

Meanwhile, Gilda tried to figure out why Iron Will was dressed like he was, to which he answered, “I woke up like this.”

******

Spike ran down the hallway to a bathroom he had seen earlier when he was walking up to the bridge. He grabbed the the doorknob, twisted it and opened the door.

Seconds later he closed the door in absolute terror and didn’t enter. Instead he stood there with a scared-out-of-his-mind look. Gilda walked up. “What is it? Is there someone in there?”

“Tig…. Pan…. Cheet…. Bob…. Small.... “

“What did you see?” said Gilda as she open the door and looked inside. She closed the door just as quick as Spike. “Wow, that is a big bathroom!”

“Really? is that all you have to say? There’s a tiger, a panther, a cheetah, a bobcat, and a small cat in that bathroom,” said Spike. “Great, now I gotta go find another bathroom!” He ran down the hallway to look for another bathroom while Gilda tried to figure out why a tiger, a panther, a cheetah, a bobcat and a small cat were in there. She had a thought and noticed that this sounded a lot like one of Rainbow Dash’s Daring Do books.

Finally Spike got to another bathroom, only this one was locked. He twisted the doorknob, hoping it was just stuck. But no, it was definitely locked. He then knocked on the door. “Could you hurry up in there? I need to go.”

“Busy” said the one in the bathroom. Finally Gilda caught up with Spike. He pointed at the door. Then she decided to take a chance to see if her assumptions were correct.

She knocked and spoke, “Ahuizotl get out of there now.”

“What? How did you know it was me?”

“Because only you would bring those large cats aboard. Now get out! You’ve got some explaining to do.”

“Oh fine, I was just shaving anyway,” he said as he cleaned off his face and walked out.

Ahuizotl stepped out the bathroom. The 7-foot tall man towered over Spike and Gilda. After he stepped out, Spike ran in to complete his business while Gilda just stared at Ahuizotl with annoyance. He looked back with a ‘what?’ look given the fact had no idea who this blonde was.

“Look who are you and how do you know who I am?”

“My friend Rainbow Dash went on adventures with Daring Do a few times. And plus, she won’t stop reading those books aloud. Look, why are you here?”

“That is none of your business.”

******

Once Spike was done in the bathroom, the three walked through the ship to see if there was anyone else on board. They found the list of people on board and it showed of the four, only Iron Will’s name was on the list, as a bodyguard. There were many other names, however most of the list had been burned somehow. They could at least tell that most of the names on the list were signed out as in the others had left the small yacht before it had set sail.

But they saw that there was at least one name that had not signed out. Unfortunately due to the list being burnt, it only revealed a partial letter - “R”. They checked every room and found nothing. This extra person was nowhere to be found.

Finally they had to come to the obvious answer that this extra person was in one of the rooms they had woken up in. Spike got worried at the possible name it could be. Meanwhile Ahuizotl’s face was sweating nervously at the possibilities and Gilda couldn’t be more pale at the possible name that came to her mind.

The three split up to check the rooms they’d woken up in, dreading the possible answers. Ahuizotl’s room was on the top deck, Gilda’s room was on the bottom deck and Spike’s room was on the middle deck.

Spike got to his room. He remembered how Rainbow Dash had taken him to the bar, however the rest was a blur. Could he had slept with Rainbow Dash? Oh no, that would be awful! It would humiliate Rainbow Dash, not to mention put a massive tear in the friendship his six friends had, the hatred Twilight would feel towards her and the shame he would feel. And worst of all, how would Rarity feel? He had always had a massive crush on her. And if his assumption were true, his crush would be pointless because she would never look at him the same way again.

Spike reached the doorknob. He had to face the possibilities. Behind this door was the end of everything. He opened the door and quietly walked inside. He searched around for the usual attire that Rainbow Dash wore. The ‘tomboy’ look is what she always went for. But as Spike searched, he didn’t find it anywhere. Instead, he found a luxurious purple, sparkly dress. His mind calmed down. There was no way Rainbow Dash would wear that, which meant she wasn’t aboard. He was completely calm until his mind did a complete one-eighty. If this dress was here, then the extra person was in his room. This was still bad. Though Rainbow Dash would be in the clear, and his six friends wouldn’t tear each other apart. Rarity would still looked at him with shame.

That is until he heard a voice. It was a slight mumble. Something a person would make in their sleep. But Spike's heart nearly jumped out of his chest at the all too familiar voice. He instantly froze at the obvious worst possible answer ever. He hoped she didn’t wake up. He hoped this was all a nightmare. As the voice stopped and the person in his room gave no sign of waking up, Spike slowly got back control of his body.

Spike turned around to the the bed, the only spot he had not checked. He noticed a shape under the covers. She had pulled them over her head. He didn’t know she did that. Of course she probably didn’t have her blindfold with her. Spike went over and closed the the blinds on the window so he could lift the blanket without waking her. Then he walked over to the bed, grabbed the covers and slowly lifted them, hoping he was wrong.

But he wasn’t. Laying in the bed was his lovely crush. In the bed was Rarity. Spike’s mouth went agape. He was in complete shock. In his bed was the lady he loved and adored. Upon realizing she was naked, he immediately covered her back up and quietly ran out of the room.

This was THE WORST POSSIBLE THING.

******

Back up on the bridge, the three met up with Iron Will. “Nothing in my room. Did you find anything?” Asked Gilda.

“Nothing in my room either,” said Ahuizotl, though his face was still covered in sweat.

“Well I think you’re lying,” accused Gilda. She could see him sweating, thinking he was clearly hiding something, but before she could get any answers, Spike spoke up.

“I know who the extra person is.”

“How do you know who it--” But Gilda stopped herself once she noticed how red Spike's face was.

Suddenly Iron Will looked away from the wheel. “Oh wow, sounds like you got lucky last night.”

“It’s not as good as it sounds,” Spike said as he held his head down.

Glinda approached him. “So… was it Rainbow Dash?”

“No….. It was Rarity.”

Gilda felt like she had just seen Spike get hit between the legs. Sure she knew of his crush, so she knew this sounded really bad. “We need to figure out what happen last night and quickly,” said Spike.

“Why in such a rush, it’s clear you had a good time last night,” questioned Iron Will.

“Well, let’s look at the possibilities. I don’t remember a thing from last night. Who knows how we got in the same bed? She could have simply fallen asleep there, or she could have slept with me willingly, or she was too drunk herself. Or worse, for all I know, I could have raped her.” Spike was panicking understandably.

“Look Spike, there is no way it’s that last one. Now calm down.”

“We just have to retrace your steps,” said Iron Will, to which everyone else turned to him in complete surprise of how brilliant that sounded, despite how simple it was. Or maybe it was the hangover they were still suffering that made Iron Will’s idea sound so brilliant. Either way, they knew what they had to do.

“Well, where should we start?”

“Well I think it's obvious we start with Spike.”

“Wait, why me?”

“Because you’re the one with the lady in his room.”

"Oh fine, I’ll try.”

******

Spike was having the time of his life. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie had taken him up to the best bar in town. The place was awesome. Bright lights everywhere, the smell of money, gambling and alcohol especially. It certainly seemed like this was going to be fun.

The three had a blast, drinking and drinking, Pinkie Pie pounding down most of the stuff. Rainbow Dash laughed her head off at the reaction of Spike's first drink.

“Ouch! It burns! You two actually enjoy this stuff?” he questioned. This was his first drink. He had seen the others drink before and often did go to the bar with them a few times, but those times he just drank soda. And when he had watched how they drank, he had assumed it tasted pretty good. Well, that was proven wrong.

He tried to get another drink down, while remembering that most of his friends actually had a good tolerance for the stuff. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were always the hardest drinkers. Applejack and Rarity had the most tolerance. And Twilight and Fluttershy were the weakest. In fact, Fluttershy could at most have one bottle and that would be too much.

The second went down pretty well. And soon he got down two whole bottles. Spike started to enjoy the drinks. Although for some reason he wasn’t getting a buzz yet. Apparently he had quite the tolerance levels. Soon he had already downed two more whole bottles before Gilda showed up.

“Hey Spike, have you seen Rainbow Dash?”

“Yeah she over there dancing with Soarin,” Spike said as he pointed over to where Rainbow Dash was. Rainbow Dash had a bottle of tequila in one hand and Soarin’s hand in the other. The two were doing the river stomp and doing it horribly. Meanwhile Pinkie Pie had pulled out some bagpipes and was playing them while Rainbow Dash and Soarin danced to it on top of a table.

“Wow, she really pounded down the alcohol today!”

“Yeah, I think this is the most I’ve seen her drink.”

“What about Pinkie Pie?”

“Oh she is on her second keg,” Spike joked.

“Damn.”

Gilda had come to see how Rainbow Dash was doing, but she seemed fine. Soarin was a good guy. He wouldn’t get her into any trouble, so Gilda decided to hang out with Spike. They got to talking, which in a bar, led to more drinking. Soon things got a little rough when Pinkie Pie pulled out her mini cannon that she had been perfecting for her graduation project. She decide to use it in the bar, which had led to a small fire, which then led to the five of them being kicked out.

Once outside, Pinkie Pie and Soarin said they would try to get a now puking Rainbow Dash home as she clearly had had too much. Meanwhile, Gilda decided to take Spike to another bar. And then another bar, and then another, and another. Soon they were visiting every bar in town.

******

“Well that explains how me and Gilda went bar-hopping, but it doesn’t explain how we got on the ship.”

“I think I can take over from here,” said Iron Will.

******

Iron Will was hired as a bodyguard on the yacht. He got hired a few days ago, after his spokesman career wasn’t getting him enough money. He thought this night would be a simple one. There was auction being held on board. The auction was for a legendary viking artifact called the Drog.

The richest of the rich showed up to buy it and Iron Will was standing guard, when out of nowhere he was hit on the head and knocked out.

******

“Wait, that’s it? That doesn’t help us at all.”

“Then I’m taking back control of this story,” said Gilda as she slowly started to remember some more of what had happened.

******

Gilda and Spike were sitting in the final bar for the night. It was past midnight, so they were planning to head home soon. However, they had gotten to talking about a certain lady that Spike adored.

“So why don't you talk to her?”

“Nah, she been ignoring me anyway. Besides, she already knows about the crush.”

“But does she see you the same way you see her.”

“I don’t know.”

“Then ask her.”

Spike looked at his drink, then back to Gilda. What she had said made perfect sense, yet Spike was too scared to talk to Rarity about something like that. He finally looked back at the bottle in his hand, then he remembered something Rainbow Dash told him one time. ‘Alcohol is the drink of courage’. Spike took his bottle and swung the entirety of it down. It was his tenth one and yet for some reason his tolerance levels were still pretty high, so much so he could still even drive the car.

So he left the bar and told Gilda he was going to do something stupid. “I want to see that,” she said as she jumped in the car. Spike turned on the gas and drove off.

Soon the two arrived at the small yacht. They found the bodyguard laying in the middle of the floor in just his trunks. He was unconscious, so they pulled him into a room and then they sneaked aboard.

******

“Well that explains how you two got on the yacht,” said Iron Will. “As well as how I got in that room, but not how I got this Viking helmet.”

“Well that’s all we remember.”

That was as far as the story could get until the three realized there one whom had not talked yet. All attention turned to Ahuizotl, who had still not given his part of the story.

“Alright fine, I am the one who knocked Iron Will out. I needed a way in.”

******

It was supposed to be a simple job. The bodyguard was standing on duty, trying his best not to slip up. How could Ahuizotl resist? He swam up and climbed aboard, then proceeded to knock out the bodyguard. After that was done, he stripped him of his clothes so that Ahuizotl could sneak inside.

Once inside, he made his way to the loading deck, which had just received a rather large, live package. Walking over in the rather tight bodyguard suit - Ahuizotl was always taller than most - he manage to not get notice as he opened the package and let his pets aboard.

“Go on my cats. Sniff out some extra treasure.”

The large cats obeyed him and went looking. Meanwhile, Ahuizotl made his way to the top deck where the auction was being held. Once there he saw his prize. He sat down as bidding began.

“Now we have this one-of-a-kind Viking artifact,” said the Auctioneer. “The ‘Drog’. Let’s start the bidding at $1,000.”

Soon someone already lifted their sign.

“I have $1,000. Do I have another?”

Then there was another bid. “Now I have $2,000. Is ther--” But before he could say anymore, a lady with purple hair in a sparkly luxurious purple dress spoke up.

“I will raise to $5,000.”

“Well that is quite a pool. Do we have another?”

That was when Ahuizotl saw his chance. “I’ll raise to $10,000.” He thought he had it until the lady decided to push back.

“$20,000.” To which he fought back.

“$30,000.”

“$35,000.”

“$55,000,” Ahuizotl said, finishing it. The lady sat back down, putting her head down. It was clear she wasn’t going to win this one. She took a moment.

“Is that the final bid,” asked the auctioneer. There were no more answers. “Fine. Then $55,000 going once, going twice,” in the moment the lady started to raise her hand to place another bid, but before she could -

“$100,000,” came an out-of-nowhere bid from the back. Ahuizotl looked. He eyes glared in utter annoyance upon seeing an all too familiar face. In the back was a gray haired, ponytailed lady in an archaeologist get-up. Ahuizotl knew all too well who this was. His rival in the artifact stealing business, Daring Do.

“Well $100,000 going once, going twice, sold!”

******

After the auction ended, the lady in the sparkly dress ran to the yacht’s bar. Meanwhile, the two uninvited guests snuck aboard and Ahuizotl decided to have a talk with Daring Doing.

“So what are you doing here, Daring?”

“What else, stopping you from getting a hold of dangerous artifacts.”

“Well you haven’t beaten me to the end yet. Care for a drink?”

“Sure,” said Daring Do, with a raised eyebrow. It was understandably to be distrustworthy of a snake like Ahuizotl.

She followed him to the bar, where it seemed that one of the ones that snuck aboard had gotten into an argument with the lady in the purple dress. Ahuizotl and Daring Do got up to the front and ordered a few drinks.

Ahuizotl knew he had to keep Daring Do distracted while his pets were sneaking through the small yacht. But given that it was a small yacht, it didn’t take long for them to get spotted. And after three hours of drinks, there was a scream as his pets were finally spotted.

Daring Do and Ahuizotl heard this. Ahuizotl turned and grabbed Daring Do by the arm, to which she grabbed a bottle and smashed it across his head. He let go and fell for a moment, while she ran to grab the artifact.

She ran down and grabbed it. Then Ahuizotl blocked her way. “There's nowhere to run.”

“Oh you think so?” said Daring Do as she looked around, hatching a plan.

She ran to the edge, jumped off and grabbed the rope hanging on the side. She then swung over, landing behind him, but in doing so, she had sent the Drog flying. It hit on its side and then it began to glow as it fell down a hole in the yacht. It was after that, that everything went white.

******

“And that is the last thing I remember, which is strange as Daring Do and I really didn’t have that much to drink.”

“That is strange,” said Gilda.

“But this doesn’t help me at all. Heck, from what I can tell, I got into an argument with Rarity.”

“Don’t think of it like that Spike. There is still three hours we don’t know about,” assured Iron Will. “Heck, we still don’t know how I got this helmet on my head.”

“Yeah about that--” but before Ahuizotl could finish, Spike spoke up.

“No, it seems I will have to face the music,” said Spike with a lump in his throat. “I’m going have to wake up Rarity to find out the rest.” And with that Spike got up and walked to the room. “Don’t follow me. I need to do this on my own.”

******

Spike entered the room quietly. Luckily, Rarity was still asleep. He slowly walked up to the bed. Sweat dripping down his face, his breathing was getting slower as he set down on his side of the bed. He took a deep breath, lifting the covers off her head. She seemed so peaceful and happy. It seem while they were talking, she had grabbed a nearby pillow and was nuzzling her face into it.

Spike took another deep breath as he heard her slowly mumble his name in her sleep. He hoped with all his might that he was wrong before, that maybe she just needed somewhere to sleep. That nothing at all had happened last night.

‘Well here goes everything,’ he thought to himself as he slowly placed his hand gently on her exposed shoulder.

Her eyes slowly opened. Rarity looked up at him with the most unusual look. A look he had never seen on her before. Holding the covers over her chest she sat up and looked away. Spike got worried. “Look, Rarity, whatever happen, I don’t remember a thing, honest!”

Whatever face she was hiding had completely changed upon those words. Rarity slowly turned around. She now had a face of dumbfoundedness. ‘How could he forget everything?’

“I am telling the truth. In fact, I’ve been spending the last hour or two talking with the others aboard and as far as I can tell we got into an argument last night.”

Then Rarity looked down. Tears starting to pool in her eyes. Spike instantly reacted and without even realizing it, he had moved over and wrapped his arms around her. He almost didn’t care that she was still naked. Or realized that she was slowly raising one arm to wrap around him.

“Look, if I hurt you in anyway last night, I’m sorry. I would never hurt you. Or at least not willingly.”

It was at that moment Rarity eyes open wide. She looked up with even more confusion. “What do you mean?”

“What? Do I have to point out the fact you and I were laying in bed naked when I woke up.”

To this her face went completely red. Then she got that look from before, the same look he had never seen before this day. “Is that what you’re worried about?”

“Wha--” But before Spike even react, let alone say anything, Rarity had pushed her lips on to his. He was completely dumbfounded, in shock, utterly frozen upon the touch of her lips. Once she was completely done, she pulled back, allowing Spike to return back to reality.

“Wow, that was incred--” again Spike was stopped. But this time Rarity had slapped him across the face. “Ouch, what was that for?”

“Well the kiss was to show you that the argument we had was pointless, and that you didn’t hurt me in anyway.” Rarity leaned close again. “And the slap was for forgetting everything we did last night. And this,” with that Rarity dropped the cover. Her face was like one of those primal cats on board. Rarity tackled Spike to the ground and off the bed.

Her lips were against his the whole time. Spike was in complete shock again. He felt her tongue pushing against his teeth, demanding to be let in. Slowly gaining control of himself, he opened his mouth, but Rarity pulled back to continue talking. “Is for the most,” she pushed her mouth back into his, and then pulled away. “Incredible,” then repeated what she did before, and pulled back before Spike could get his teeth open, “most ecstasy filled” again she repeated from before. It was almost like was she teasing him in the cruelest way. “Night of my lif--” finally Spike had no more of the teasing as he grabbed her head and push her mouth back down on to his.

Spike was now pushing his own tongue against her teeth. His move did seem rather forceful, but she was being awfully cruel before. She gave in willingly, opening her mouth completely. Their tongues were now wrestling back and forth. Spike felt his hand begin to wander as it move slowly down her naked back. Rarity moaned in her mouth upon Spike’s smooth touch. He started to move the other hand as Rarity’s hips began to move on their own. Realizing what was about happen, Rarity slowly pulled back. She pulled her lips off of his.

Both their faces had a look of wanting more. Of wanting the moment, but she had to stop, no matter how much her lowers didn’t want to. She pushed herself completely off Spike and sat down by the bed. She grabbed her knees to cover her chest, which didn’t exactly help much since she just now made everything else exposed.

Spike looked up seeing the sadness on Rarity’s face. He then pulled off his button up shirt and wrapped it around her. And then he sat down beside her. “You want to tell what happen, I mean it’s clear now that we had sex, but how did we get from arguing to sex?”

“How could forget everything that happen Spike?” Rarity spoke up, clearing what tears were on her face. “It was glorious!”

“Why don’t you tell me what I missed?”

“I guess it started with how the auction ended.”

******

Rarity was sitting at the bar drink down her failure. She was supposed to get the Drog for Twilight, given Twilight's affection for ancient artifacts. It was supposed to be a celebration present for when Twilight got her doctorate degree, but Rarity had failed.

Spike walked up and found Rarity in the bar quietly sobbing. Spike saw the tears and ran over. “Rarity what happen?”

“Spike? What are you doing here?” Rarity looked in surprise.

“Look I just want to talk,” said Spike as he sat down beside her. “Come on, tell me what happen.” But Rarity turned her face away. She didn’t want to look at him. Spike was the last person she would want to talk to, especially recently. “Rarity?”

“No Spike!” Rarity raised her voice in anger. “You don’t understand, I was trying to be generous like always and something got in the way.”

Spike was surprised by her raised voice. She had never raised her voice to him before. She quickly apologized. Lately Rarity had been having a hard time keeping her emotions in check around Spike. She wasn’t sure why she had been acting like this. Spike himself hadn’t yet caught on either, mostly because she had been ignoring him lately to try and keep herself in check.

“Look Rarity, I’m sorry for what happen, but--” he paused upon trying to think of an idea to fix this, then he spotted one. “How about a dance?” Spike said as he pointed to the dance floor. Rarity looked at the dance and slowly nodded a yes, but in her mind she knew this wasn’t going to end well.

******

The two got to the dance floor. Meanwhile Gilda had wanted to pound down more alcohol at the bar, but she was just about to reach her limit, so she tried to find a place to rest. Spike however, despite the amount he had drunk, was still keeping himself pretty calm. It was surprising to him that he was still standing after drinking so much. The only one he knew of his friends with this much tolerance for alcohol was Rarity.

Spike was most surprised when he got on to the dance floor. He could still dance. Rarity danced beside him. They weren’t dancing together mostly because Rarity still seemed distant.

Finally the music switched to a slow song. Spike noticed this and grabbed Rarity gently by the hand to which she turned face him and found herself just inches from him. Rarity tried her best to hide the now massive blush on her face. “I’m sorry Rarity, I thought with the song change to something slow, I thought you might want to slow dance. I’ve been practicing.”

“Oh…. that would be lovely Spike,” Rarity said, a light blush staying on her face.

******

The two then spent the whole song slow dancing. Rarity looked at Spike the whole time. It seemed she had gotten herself into a staring contest with his emerald eyes. Meanwhile Spike couldn’t stop staring in deeply Rarity’s sapphire eyes. The two became lost in the ocean of each other's eyes, not even noticing the song had changed twice. ‘What am I doing? I getting lost in his eyes again. This has been happening a lot lately, only love would do that,’ she thought.

Spike took her hand, pulled her back and spun her, to which Rarity let out a small giggle. When it was done, Rarity found her face now almost touching his. She pulled back slightly, hiding how incredibly red her face was as the music stopped. ‘Wait? Love?, did I just think of that word?’ Spike rested his hands gently on her hips. Rarity didn’t even notice as she found herself leaning back in. ‘What am I, I… I… I have to find out.’

Spike's eyes were now wide as he saw Rarity’s face leaning closer. ‘Is she, is she about to?’ Spike thought as he found himself now leaning to meet her. Their lips finally met. Rarity closed her eyes as she had noticed Spike’s leaning before the kiss and knew he wanted this, too. Spike close his eyes as well, both of them enjoying the bliss in the moment.

As their first kiss lasted for what seemed like days. Both of them didn’t want it to stop, but finally they pulled away. Rarity knew what she was feeling now, what she had been feeling. The reason why she had a hard time keeping herself under control around him ever since he had reached her height. She was in love. She may have been the whole time.

“Wow,” said Spike. “That was incredible!”

“Oh, I love you, Spike,” Rarity accidentally let out. To this his eyes widen as far as they ever were.

Spike answered back. “Rarity, I love you too--,” Spike couldn’t say any more as he pushed his lips back onto hers. At first Rarity was a bit taken back Spike’s returning lips. She started struggle as she had simply wanted to test what she felt. Sure, she had kissed other men before and even almost went to bed with few of them, but always Rarity would back out because she didn’t feel the love she had always wanted.

But with Spike now pushing himself on to her after what she just said to him, it felt different from kissing other men. There were those that had pushed themselves onto her like this. They would receive the delightful gift of a slap in the face and a quick kick between the legs, but with Spike, when she first kissed him, she felt so good for first time. And as he was now, rather forcibly pushing his lips onto hers, Rarity was feeling utter joy. She didn’t know why, but she was feeling joy.

Then she raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck. She began to push as much as he was. Their lips were constantly interlocking. Spike felt something hitting at his teeth. It was Rarity's tongue. It was demanding to be let in. If Spike was going to be forceful, then Rarity was going take back control.

Spike open his teeth and let her tongue in, but instead of Rarity taking more control, the second her tongue got in, one of Spike’s hands raised up and grabbed her head, moving it back and forth, as he began to dominate her mouth with his own tongue. Rarity let out small moans as she felt the assault on her mouth. How was this possible? Rarity was always in complete control when using her tongue, but this time, Spike was the one in complete control. And his movements felt incredible. It was the best kiss she had ever had! Rarity’s eyes rolled back as everything went to what felt like a momentary blur.

Next thing she knew, they were no longer on the dance floor. Instead, they were in the hallway next to her room. Spike’s mouth pulled back as the two were now breathing heavily, trying their best to get air back in their lungs. “Oh Spike, that was incredible!”

“I know I’m sorry, I heard your words, and I just wanted more and more.”

“Well,” said Rarity as she tried to straighten up her dress as it had slowly lifted a little, but upon doing so, she realized the zipper on the back of her dress was half down. “Spike? Did you try to...”

“I don’t know I just wanted more.” To this Rarity turned her face. He had nearly stripped her. How could he do that? It was at this point she realized how wet she was. She then noticed his pants were unbuttoned, but he hadn’t done that - she did. Plus she was the only one that knew where her room was. Rarity then realized that it wasn’t just him that wanted more. She wanted more, too. Was she really about to let him in her room? A place she had never allowed any man? But Rarity felt love for Spike and knew he loved her. So what was the problem? Well...hesitation. Was she really about to let Spike take everything? In her room? Was he about to take away her virginity? From how wet she felt and that their clothes were nearly off, Rarity was about to let Spike take her virginity right there in the hallway. No, that wouldn’t be like all those romance novels she always read. Rarity wanted her first time to be special. With a special someone she loved and adored. Was that person Spike? Was he the she had been waiting for?

Yes he was. Rarity smiled and reach for her keys in her bra. As she did, she thought, ‘Spike may be about to take mine, but I’m also about to take his. Well that’s even more romantic than those novels.’ Rarity grabbed her keys, but then something else crossed her mind. “You’re going to need my keys if you are going to get in there.”

“Where are they?” Spike asked.

Rarity smiled a wicked smile. “In my bra.”

“WHAT?” Spike said as Rarity felt something bump her. She looked down to see to see a huge bump in Spike’s pants. Spike was slowly becoming erect and the bump in his pants was getting bigger by the second.

Rarity then looked back up. She open her mouth and motioned with her tongue. Spike realized what she was wanting him to do. Spike placed his hands on the wall and leaned his head and tongue into her bra - her big D sized bra. Rarity smiled. She just loved to tease him. But of course she had always wanted to tease Spike with this move. She never thought she would actually let him use his face and tongue. The original teasing idea would be for him to use his hand. And it certainly wouldn’t be to get into her room.

Rarity closed her eyes upon the touch of Spike’s tongue on her chest. ‘Oh this better I could have imagined,’ thought Rarity as she began to softly moan upon his movement, her smile getting bigger and bigger. Spike began to take his time exploring Rarity's breast with his tongue until he found the key.

As Spike pulled out the keys, Rarity wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders, and using him as leverage, she lift her legs, wrapping them around his hips, demanding he carry her into the room. Spike obliged, taking the keys out his mouth with one hand and taking Rarity’s ass in the hand. Rarity yelped at his touch. “Watch it Spikey! We hadn’t gotten into the room yet!”

“Just trying to get a grip and make sure this isn't a dream,” Spike said as he held her. He unlocked the door and they walked in, closing the door behind them. Rarity locked lips with him again.

******

“And I let you take me.”

“So you let it happen?” asked Spike, to which she nodded yes. Rarity let more tears fall. “Please don’t cry Rarity, please don’t cry.” Spike said as he wrapped around while trying his best not touch her inappropriately. “We’ll get past this, I know we will.”

“But you don’t remember our glorious night. You were too drunk.”

“What? Did I ever once seem drunk last night?”

“No, but you can’t remember anything, dear.”

“I… I…. it’s more like bit and pieces. Look, all I know what was told to me by the others,” Spike pulled his head up to think. “Wait that’s it? Ahuizotl said he let the Drog hit the ground and it began to glow and that was last thing he remembered.”

“What’s that old snake have do with anything?”

“Tell me, what was the very last memory you had of last night?” Spike asked.

To this question Rarity’s face turn bright red. Spike looked at her still expecting an answer. “That’s a little private Spike.”

“Rarity,” Spike said dead panned. “We had sex last night. I don’t think we can keep anything private from each other anymore.”

“Well my last memory was hearing a scream in the background and then five second later my last …..” Rarity mumbled her last word.

“What Rarity I did catch that?”

“My last orgasm.”

“What?”

“My last orgasm.”

“Could you speak up?”

“My last orgasm!”

Upon hearing those words, Spike’s heart nearly completely jumped out of chest. She didn’t just say one, just the word. She said last.

“Wait, are saying you….” Spike was dumbfounded by her word. “If that was your last, how many times did we--”

Rarity stopped Spike by place her hand over his. She let out a giggle and spoke. “You made me orgasm four times. First, when you took your head under me. Second was when you took my virginity. Third is when you took me by the ‘back door’, and I’m not talk about the room’s door. And then you gave me my final back in my no longer virgin hole.”

“Well…” Spike stopped himself. ‘I really went that far, and she let me have that much of her.’

“Yes Spikey. I said it was glorious last night. I was actually surprised by how much stamina you had. You had already orgasm as many times I did before I had my last one and I still felt your hips moving afterwards.”

“Well…” he said as before.

“Spike, are you going to finish talking? You were saying something.”

“Oh, right. Well, Ahuizotl said the Drog glowed and that was the last thing he remembered. He said there was a scream shortly before it happen.”

“Well, he must activated it.”

“What?”

“Well Spikey, according to legend, the Drog was an artifact used by the Vikings that when activated would wipe the memories of the night before. This would affect everyone within a one mile radius.”

Spike slapped himself. “That’s why we don’t remember much of anything!”

Rarity let out a giggle. “Yeah,” but then tears returned again. “But without the Drog, we can’t undo the effects of the Drog.”

“Damn it!” said Spike as he hit his fist into the ground. Afterwards, Spike rewrapped his arms around the crying Rarity. “Don’t worry, we’ll get through this. I know we will.” Spike pulled Rarity closer until she was sitting in his lap. Her sobs got louder. “Shhh, shhh, it’s okay Rarity. I love you, please don’t cry.”

“And I love you too, Spike.”

******

While Spike was trying to get Rarity to calm down, Glinda and Ahuizotl were talking. “So the Viking helmet Iron Will has been wearing this whole time is the Drog?” said Gilda as she pointed to it.

“Yes, pretty much. It must have landed on his head after it fell down the hole. It’s effect is to wipe the memory of the night before. To undo the memory loss one needs simply turn the horn.”

“Then how come Spike suffered the most memory loss?”

“Well the more used to drinking you are, the less the effect. Remember this was used by Vikings.”

“Well that explains a lot. It was Spike’s first night out drinking,” said Gilda, as she grabbed the helmet. Pulling it off Iron Will’s head, she asked, “So, now what?”

“Well… it seems a piece broke off. We need to find that piece,” said Ahuizotl as he pointed to a screw missing.

“Alright then, show me where it hit the ground and I’ll help you look for it. Meanwhile, Iron Will, you go back to the wheel? We may only be a day from land at most.”

Iron Will did as he was told while Gilda and Ahuizotl went looking for the missing screw.

******

After an hour of looking, the two found the missing piece. Once they found it, Ahuizotl went back tell Iron Will while Gilda did as he told her. She turned the horn and it began to glow again and with that everyone lost memories returned.

Spike memories started to return as he pulled back. Everything returned, and with that a clever idea came to him. Spike began to kiss her neck softly. Rarity noticed this and began to let out small gasp at his movement. “Oh, what are you, oh, doing Spikey?”

“I think last night went like this,” said Spike as he moved his arms over her shoulders, massaging them.

Rarity let out a small gasps of air upon his sensitive touch. She then turned around and directly looked at Spike. He had the same look from last night. Rarity smiled back the same look and pulled off the covering he had placed on her. She then pushed her lips onto his. Rarity’s tongue pushed against Spike once more. Spike opened his teeth and pushed his tongue in. Their tongues wrestled back and forth. Rarity moaned.

Spike parted from the kiss, much to the Rarity's disappointment and brought his lips down to her neck, kissing it softly. Rarity let out a moan, further arousing Spike. He continued to kiss as he lowered himself more. She let out a gasps for air as he reached her stomach. She let out slightly louder moans, pleased with Spike's movement. He continued lower himself as Rarity slowly brought her right hand to his head.

"Spike, please. Don't stop. Go lower," she moaned.

As commanded, Spike again began to kiss her stomach, and again began to lower his position until he was just above her waist. Eventually reaching her hips, Rarity began to let out even louder moans. Spike kissed right above her vagina. He continued down as his hands reached up to massage her breast. Her moans got louder.

******

"Hey I finally got this Drog fixed," said Glinda as she walked up to find Iron Will and Ahuizotl standing by the room Spike and Rarity were in. They had their ears to the wall. "What are you two doing?"

Gilda walked up and put her ear to the same wall, then instantly pull back. "Eww, you sickos," she said as she slapped them both.

"Ouch!" they both yelled.

"YOU," said Gilda as she pointed to Iron Will. "The only thing you should be steering is this yacht. Now get moving." With that Iron Will ran back to the bridge.

"And you," Gilda then pointed at Ahuizotl. "I just rechecked the sign in list and I found a certain other name that also wasn't signed out. You never did told us what happen between you and Daring Do after the Drog activated. And not to mention you have been sweating a lot more than Spike, ever since you came back from your room." With that, Ahuizotl ran off to his room.

Gilda then turned back to the door to Spike's room. "You enjoy yourself Spike." And with that final word, she walked off.

******

Meanwhile vastly loud moans filled the room, escaping from Rarity’s mouth again and again as she stood up while Spike was now penetrating her vagina with his manhood. To Spike it felt incredible to be inside the lady he loved and adored. Slowly Spike pushed until he was completely inside her. “Ohh Spike!”

Spike could barely moaned as he began a slow thrusting movement, pushing his shaft into her, causing her to stumble and collapse onto the bed, not wanting to have their moment on the floor.

They continued on the bed as Spike massaged her breast as he thrust. Rarity continued to moan as Spike did the same. His thrusts began to pick up speed as he got into the motions. Eventually his movements became faster and faster.

Soon he felt something rising within him. Spike thought it was time for him to finish, but it was something else. Something more primal. Spike suddenly pulled back so much so that he was nearly out of her.

“Huh, Spike, what--ah, oh, ah, oh,” Rarity let loud screams of ecstasy as Spike began to ram her, longer and harder. Spike kept going for what seemed like hours as he wanted more and more. It got to the point where he was no longer massaging Rarity’s breast and continued to ram her. Not that she noticed the loss of the touch on her breast, for Rarity's eyes were completely rolled back in the most incredible ecstasy. This was even better than last night!

“I-I’m about to—” he strained out, once more feeling an even great urge, a hot surge of pleasure work its way to the base of his shaft.

“I want you, Spike!” Rarity called out, pulling his body to her. Hugging him as close as possible. “Don’t stop! I’m about to, too,” She moaned loudly as her hips were rocked by her approaching climax, nearing her limit, with Spike close behind.

“I love you, Rarity!” Was the final gasp Spike let out, as he reached the very edge.

“I love you too, Spike!” And that was the last thing Rarity said, as the two locked lips and Spike let everything loose.

Rarity’s back arched with each load Spike pumped into her. He slowly continued to thrust unconsciously until he was spent, while Rarity weakly clung to his body with the biggest smile on her face as she felt her own orgasm completing.

******

Soon the small yacht arrived back at the docks. Gilda went to go check on the lovebirds. She walked over to the room and knocked.

“Hey, you two done in there yet? We’re back at the docks.”

Meanwhile Spike and Rarity were wrapped around each other, holding each other as close as possible. “Hmm, doesn’t that Gilda have any manners? She should know not to interrupt a couple. Asking whether they are done or not.”

“But we are done.”

Rarity smiled at him and gave the same unusual look from before. By now he had figured out it meant that she wanted to as ‘close’ to him as possible.

“But we just went five more rounds. I pretty sure I’m out down below. Plus, we really don’t want to increase the chances of you becoming pregnant,” Spike said. Rarity looked in slight disappointment.

“Oh don’t worry. I’m far from my monthly. Besides, what if I want your babies?”

“What? But we haven’t even gone on a first date. You can’t be thinking that far ahead!”

Rarity giggled. “Well guess this where our lovely story ends.”

“What? Our love doesn’t have to end,” Spike said in a worried tone.

Rarity giggled, “Of course not! This relationship, and our love, I want to last.”

“Okay then, how about a date tomorrow?” Spike asked.

“That would be lovely,” said Rarity as she pulled him in for another kiss.

While they were kissing, a momentary thought passed Spike's mind. ‘If my night went incredible, how did Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie's night go?’

******

Rainbow Dash woke up and found herself naked in bed. She look around with nervousness. ‘Shit, Shit, SHIT!’

She looked to see that she was in her room, but also in the room was another keg of hard cider, a small rocket launcher and her car. “What the hell happened last night?”

“I know it was crazy, and fun, and very dangerous,” said Pinkie Pie as she pulled herself out the covers beside Rainbow Dash. She was also naked.

“Pinkie Pie, why are you in my - ah you're naked.”

“Well duh! So are you!” said Pinkie Pie as she then noticed Rainbow Dash’s annoyed and incredibly red face. “Oh,” she caught on fast. “Oh don’t worry, it’s not what you think.” Rainbow Dash let a sigh of relief. It would absolutely terrifying to find out she had sex with Pinkie Pie. “Oh you didn’t have sex with me. But you let Soarin fuck you like there was no tomorrow.” To this Rainbow Dash completely jumped out of the bed.

“WHAT?! Where is he? Where Soarin?”

“Don’t worry. He’s sleeping on the couch. You two really destroyed that couch,” Pinkie Pie said with a sultry tone.

“Well….why are you in my bed?” ask Rainbow Dash.

“Because I needed somewhere to sleep, and plus you two were pretty busy on the couch.”

“Then why are you naked?” she demanded.

“Because I like to sleep naked.”

Rainbow Dash facepalmed herself. “Pinkie Pie….Put your clothes on and get out of my room!”

“What? Cheese likes it when I sleep naked.”

“Well I’m not Cheese. Now get moving.”

With that Pinkie Pie got up and grabbed her clothes. Then she spun around like a tornado and instantly clothes were on. “What the hell did we do last night?”

“I’m not going to tell,” said Pinkie Pie with the biggest grin.

“Fine, then will you tell me what happened to Spike?”

“Oh don’t worry. He had plenty of fun, although his fun lasted a lot longer than yours did. No offense.”

“And what’s that suppose to mean?”

“Oh nothing. Just call it a hunch. And that you need better endurance.”

“What?!?!”

******

Author's Note

Well how was my first Clop? Well actually it was never planned to be a clop. It just turned into one. But still I hope I did well for my first one. I knew I had to throw my hat in eventually. Note this will not always happen, I try to stay away from clops. But when your writing a story. You don't take the story where you want to go. You take the story where it want to go. And this one just led to a clop,. Oh well.