Author's Note

Sorry for the delay, if it’s wasn’t obvious by now, I’m prone to writers block, this chapter alone went through 12 iterations before I got this. Hope you like it.

A Dragons Questions

Spike looked himself over in the body length mirror in the bathroom. His scales were purple aside from his front, ear fins and spikes, which were all various shades of green. And as Wyatt had said he had nipples, yet as far as he knew, dragons were reptilian. Twilights books had proven useless on the subject, as ponies apparently knew next to nothing about dragons. His birthday had raised even more questions as stories and pictures proved that in his colossal state, his nipples were gone.

His musings were cut short when twilight called, “Spiike! C’mon we gotta go.” Spike picked up his clothes and got dressed, once again forgoing the shirt. Leaving the bathroom he made his way to the front where Twilight was waiting for him with the cart of food he had prepared the day before.

“Chill,” he said, “we have plenty of time.” Pointing at a checklist he produced and then the clock to show they were ahead of schedule. They had been invited by Rainbow to watch the dragon migration passing over Ponyville. She had asked Spike to make snacks for everyone, in return she had allowed Spike to invite Big Mac and Six. Though inviting Six had been her idea. While Spike was unaware, Rainbow had been told by Twilight that Six seemed interested in the young drake, at least from her behavior at the few O&O games Twilight had walked in on.

“We still need to meet Six at the train station,” Twilight countered. Spike, checked the list, sure enough, he had accidentally checked the box that said pick up Six. Without another word he was out the door, Rainbow standing there waiting and looking grouchy.

“What’s up with you?” He asked as all three ran for the station.

“Fluttershy bailed on us,” Rainbow said with a shout.

“Hah,” he replied with a smile, “you owe me 50 bits.” She slapped them into his hand with a grunt just as they made it to the station. Six already stood on the platform, her hideous features brought a smile to spikes face, as they had become fast friends. “Hey Six, how are things up in Canterlot.”

Six looked at him, giving what was probably a smile. “Going good, Also Tia told me to tell you “mommy loves you””

“I still refuse to be her heir,” he said with snort.

“Once again, she was joking,” Six replied. She leaned over and waved at the two behind Spike, saying, “hi Rainbow, hey Twilight.”

“Hey Six,” they said in unison, “come on, let’s get going,” Rainbow finished. They made it there with no trouble, though they did get there later than even Rarity, just in time to see the dragons. They were off in the distance so spike put on his heart apron and started handing out snacks. Putting said apron on made Six’s brain go fuzzy as it hugged his six pack abs tightly. Making what little was visible, and the thought of seeing him topless, all the sexier. If it weren't for the fact that she was a monster, and to her eternal dismay had solid carapace covering her vagina, she would have made a move.

Spike looked up at the Dragons as they began to pass, prompting his freinds to look up as well. The sight was truly breathtaking, there were so many. Some had noticed they had an audience and had started doing tricks, basking in the ego boosting attention. One Dragoness took it too far and almost roasted the group of ponies, one dragon and one abomination.

Spike looked back down as Rainbow made a snort sound as she finally looked at him, her face singed. “Damn spike, apron may be girly but holy shit that chest.”

“Ohhh yes, Pinkie Like.” Pinkie added, looking away from the dragons as well, at Spike.

He looked at them with a slight blush, "you've all seen me without a shirt, why is the apron more appealing?"

"Well which is hotter to you, a naked mare, or a mare in only an appron?" Dash asked back, smiling at his look that said touché. She glanced at the sky, then back at spike, "mmmm, so much better than all those other dragons." He blushed slightly, but his face held a look of hurt, only Six seemed to take note.

“I-I knew I was different from most dragons,” he said hesitantly, “but am I really that different?”

Rarity went to say something but Six interrupted, “ponies know next to nothing about dragons, so unless you go with for the migration, we wouldn’t know for sure.”

“There’s no need for that!” Twilight cut in quickly, almost yelling. “We can check the library, we may not have much, as six already said, but I’m sure we have something.” This seemed to appease spike, perhaps he had missed something, and Six didn’t like the idea of crushing his hope. They continued to munch and watch the dragons pass overhead for a few hours before the migration passed. Twilight and Rarity used their magic to fill up the hole and everyone went on their way.

Rather than go back to the train station, Six stealthily followed Spike and Twilight, telling Celestia her plan through mental link. She waited till they went inside, then snuck up into the leaves, watching the front door. She waited for morning watching as Dash and rarity walked in, then jumped down a few minutes later as Spike walked out with a hobo bag.

“Ahh!” He shouted as he jumped back, “S-six didn’t you head back to Canterlot?”

“No, after I relayed the events of last night to Celestia, she asked I stay and accompany you if you chose to join the migration.”

“Not happening,” he said.

“You honestly think I’m gonna let one of the crowned princes of Equestria go alone..... or that you could somehow stop me?” She asked. He stepped forward and popped up into front flip over six, planning to run when he hit the ground. However his foot had just made contact with the ground when Six’s tail grabbed his legs and hoisted him upside down in front of her.

“.... I’m stuck with you aren’t I?” He asked.

“Yes,” she replied dropping him unceremoniously onto the dirt. Before backpedaling with a yelp as she realized that he was completely naked. “W-w-why are you naked?!” She asked loudly, covering her face.

“Dragons don’t typically wear clothes according to what I saw yesterday,” he said. “And my scales cover everything up.” Six hesitantly removed her hand, indeed his scale did cover everything, giving him only the ken bump, that did nothing to assuage Six’s blush. He normally would have left her reaction well enough alone, but she had called him weak and dropped him on his head, revenge was in order. “Don’t worry Six, with how you look, you probably won’t see anything,” he said with a shit eating smirk.

It took less than a second for him to regret those words, as he looked up at Six, who stood over him. “Got a problem with how I look?” She said adding a hiss on to the end for good measure and sticking her smaller mouth out. She was so close that spike could smell her breath. It didn’t really smell like anything unless he focused on it, then he could get the barest whiff of the coppery sent belonging to blood.

“W-what, no, you look awesome, no problem here,” he said quick with an awkward laugh. “Please don’t hurt me,” he added after a brief pause.

“That’s what I thought,” she said, before surprising him by sweeping him up into a hug. After a second the other three joined in on the hug and said goodbye to Spike and Six. They returned the gesture and started off after breaking the hug, Spike giving Six an annoyed glance. He soon found himself glad for her company though, it was nice to have someone to talk to, and since she didn’t need sleep she allowed him to do so on her back during the nights as they traveled, using her tail to hold him in place. They made it to the migration spot in just three days, and what they saw was amazing.

Everywhere they looked there were massive adult dragons, some so big that Six was a mere ant to them. Spike noticed a group of teenage looking dragons near the center of the crater. Six got an uneasy feeling, she knew she had watched this episode, but all she remembered was that as jacen she had cried himself to sleep the night it was released.

She shook the feeling off and looked at spike “so are we gonna head in or what?”

“Yeah, but, do you think you could stay here and just come out if I need you to? I’d still like to do this alone,” spike said,

“If I sense even a slight threat I’m coming out, no one hurts my friends if I can help it.”

Spike sighed in defeat, he knew from O&O that there was no arguing with something like that, “ok, fine.”

He began walking out to the group, they were all around the same height as Six, with wings, and not a one of them had nipples. They were wrestling with each other when he got down there. “Hello there, my name is Spike.”

A purple one with yellow spines that drooped over his eyes came up and said, “you sure it’s not shrimp!” Causing the rest to laugh.

“Dude c’mon, you’ve only got like a foot on me, and probably weigh less than half what I do,” spike retorted.

The red one, who appeared to be the leader, laughed harder as the rest stopped. “He’s got you there!” He said between laughed, pointing at the purple one. After he calmed down a bit he said, “hey Spike, my name’s Garble, the twig is Fume and the giant here is Clump but we call him Tiny,” he pointed towards the purple one and then a decidedly not tiny brown dragon. “Haven’t seen you around before, where you from?”

“I’m from Equestria.”

All the dragons burst out laughing, “so that’s why you look so pony-ish,” Garble mocked. “You probably don’t even know how to shape shift.”

Spike blushed a bit in embarrassment and said, “no, but I would love to learn.”

“Why would we share dragon knowledge with a pony, if you want us to teach you, you’ll have to prove your a dragon!” Garble said still laughing.

“W-what do I have to do.”

“Hmm,” Garble said putting a thinking face on. “I got it, test one, fire belching.” Several dragons belched out bursts of flame, ending with Tiny, who released by far the largest gust of flames. “Think you can top that?”

Spike concentrated on forcing a belch, but at that exact moment... Celestia sent a letter. Back at the palace she and Luna giggled at how they probably just made him the single coolest dragon. If fact the dragons had just tossed the letter into a lava
flow, laughing at Spike for being pen-pals with a “namby-pamby pony princess”.

Back up on the ridge Six looked on, silently waiting for Spike to require her help.... and perhaps taking note of the figures of a few dragons and dragoness’s. Her thoughts on how hot some of the dragons who took a more pony form were, was interrupted by a voice from behind. “Greetings creature.”

Six looked back to see a green dragon with a sky blue underbelly, in a form similar to Spike, but larger and with wings. He was muscular, but not overly so. He had a face more beautiful than a sunrise, and a spike adorned the tip of his tail. His spikes formed long golden locks that framed his face perfectly, Six had to hold her tongue as she saw this draconic god. “Hello,” she said nervously, trying desperately not to stare at his perfectly chiseled chest. “C-can I help you?”

“In a way,” he said, his voice was elegant and deep. “You see, it’s not everyday one sees a female so exotic, and so beautiful.”

“Beautiful? No offense to your taste, but I look like an insectoid demon from the pits of Tartarus.”

“None taken,” he chuckled. “Though you speak the truth, your form tells of danger, a barely contained proclivity for death. To a dragon like myself, there is little more alluring. That’s the beauty of, well, beauty, it’s in the eye of the beholder.”

“Thanks, but flattery will get you nowhere, it takes more than good looks and honeyed words to get me in bed. Not that you would want to anyway, my fun bits are covered in a layer of chiton.” She said in a more comfortable tone, though she did her best interpretation of a grimace, she was VERY unhappy about that fact of her anatomy.

“I’m sure we can find a way around the later part, as for the first,” his smile turned cruel. “You act as if you have a choice.” Six flinched at that as her mind was consumed by her mother’s sultry voice you act as if you have choice.

She shook her head, freeing herself from the unwanted memory. Seeing the dragon approaching her, she instantly had her tail at his throat. “Back off,” she growled with a shriek. “Or we’ll figure out just how tough your scales are.” As if the world wanted her out of that situation she heard Spike screaming and dashed off towards him, leaving a still smiling dragon.

“Oh, play hard to get all you like, you will belong to me, no one refuses Magnus.”

Six arrived near Spike’s scream, next to a lava pool, just in time to see him finish the mother of all belly flops with a wet slap. Six cringed as best a xenomorph could. The dragons however were now staring at Six, in a mixture of confusion and surprise. Fume leaned over to Garble and whispered, “dude what the fuck is that.”

Before Garble could respond Six did with, “first off I’m a she not a that, and secondly I’m Six, bodyguard for the Equestrian Royal family.

“So what are you doing here?” Fume asked.

Spike answered first, “Princess Celestia adopted me,” he said sheepishly. “She found me abandoned as an egg, and started taking care of me.” He looked at them expectantly for a minute, “you guys gonna laugh, I’m the son of a pony princess and completely failed to prove I’m a dragon with that jump.”

“What?” Garble asked. “No way man, no pony could survive that bellyflop. For a pony prince you’re definitely no pony.” They pulled spike off and performed some stupid initiation rite involving walking under their tails. Then they all started partying. After a while Garble pulled spike aside, “so, you wanna learn to shape shift?”

“Absolutely,” Spike enthused, smiling widely at Garble.

“Ok dude chill, don’t be going all pony on me.”

“Yeah,” Spike said, taking on a neutral expression. “I mean, yeah, whatever I’m here so, might as well.”

“Alright,” Garble responded. “That’s better, though cockiness would’ve been more draconic. Now, the first thing ya gotta do picture the race you want to be, we can’t choose how we look as it. DO. NOT. TRY. It’ll hurt....A LOT. Now just will yourself to become it, it’s really easy actually, my sis accidentally did it as a whelp.”

Spike did as he was told, and while it was slow, he steadily shed the pony aspect. The nipples dissolved into scale, and he grew an extra inch. His already toned body became just noticeably more so, and his rounded claws, teeth, spikes and tail end, became violently sharp. Looking himself up and down he said “I did it,” barely keeping his excitement from showing. “That was incredibly easy, perhaps my time around ponies caused me to subconsciously choose a more equine shape.” He noted to himself, flinching as he looked at Garble.

“Uuuuh, I understood most of those words.” They returned to the party, where six was, at the behest of the dragons, giving an impressive display of strength. Horrifying if you ask spike, as she crushed a diamond to smithereens, with seemingly no effort. It wasn’t long after that the party died down, and then Six heard the suggestion she’d been dreading, a dragon raid.

“Spike, I think it time we head back to Ponyville,” she said grabbing his arm.

“What why, what’s wrong?”

“You shouldn’t associate with people like them, their a bad influence.” For some reason, anger flared in spike, he had planned on saying no, but now. He was here to learn about dragons, and had made friends, and now she had a problem with them.

“Really, and where was that before, they invite me to have fun and now there’s a problem!?”

Six flinched slightly, “t-that’s not what I meant I just think...”

“No! I finally have friends who are dragons, you were fine with them till they suggested going out! Now their a bad influence!?

“Don’t raise your voice at me! It’s my job to keep you safe, and this doesn’t sound safe!”

“Im going! I’m a dragon, nothing out there is a threat! It’s just a Forrest!”

“I said no!”

Spike growled, “fine, as prince of Equestria I order you to let me go!”

Six looked taken aback, and perhaps hurt, “of course.... your majesty,” she said with blatant disdain.

“Yo tiny, can I get a lift?” Spike called.

“Not a problem,” Tiny said as he grabbed Spike and took off. They took no notice of her as they flew, even as she gave chase over the craters edge and through the trees. She quickly lost sight of them, she was fast, but she still had to maneuver around trees. At this point she was following their scents, which was difficult because of them flying.

“Spiiiiiike,” she called “where are you guys, c’mon the flying makes it hard to track you!” She kept following their scent, but after five minutes, all she’d accomplished was losing the scent and getting lost. “Crap, where am I?” She looked around, trying to find any sort of land mark, listening intently for the sound of wing beats. After another minute she heard something... something close by... too, close by. It smelled like a dragon at least, but it was familiar, and made her uncomfortable.

She realized why a second later as Magnus stepped out from behind a tree. “Oh good...” she sneered as her mother’s voice once again echoed in her skull, “it’s a dragon with a death wish.”

“Is that any way to speak to your future mate?” He asked In a condescending tone.

“Yeah, still not fucking you, willingly or otherwise.” He strut forwards, clearly not afraid of her, she got into a fighting stance. He continued his strut undeterred, making his way directly towards her. She held her stance, she had to hold there, if she ran now she wouldn’t stop, she didn’t show it, but she was terrified. As he came within a foot of her she lashed out with her tail, intending to cut his scales from his ribs, she didn’t even see his hand move as he caught it.

He smiled smugly and laughed, “if I was a normal dragon.” He paused and yanked her forward, punching her hard in the chest and she felt he chiton shatter there, bits of it shotgunning around his arm. “That would have killed me,” he finished never ceasing his smile. Six struggled to breath, she could see countless bits of chiton around her, and she could her the sizzle of her blood beginning to eat a hole in the ground.

She tried to tell him to fuck off, but as she did she coughed, and her blood lightly sprayed the ground in front of her. “As the last living child of Tiamat,” he said, slamming his foot into her arm, instantly breaking it as she screamed in agony. “I ALWAYS, get what I want.”

A little ways away a group of dragons and three ponies stopped glaring at each other as they all heard a scream. “The heck was that?” Rainbow asked looking towards the sound.

“That sounded like a scream to me,” Tiny said. A bad feeling had been growing in spike for some time, at first he thought it was the dragon raid. But as he heard that scream, it suddenly felt realized.

“Hey Garble,” Spike asked, “I know we’re not seeing eye to eye at the moment, but what do male dragons typically see as attractive?”

Sensing the seriousness and not wanting to meet the business end of Twilight’s scythe, Garble decided it best to comply. “Most guys look for power and strength in a saura, as well as independence. As for looks, shiny dark scales and the more natural weapons the better, especially if their in good condition.”

Twilight, seeing where this was going, asked, “and what happens if the saura says no.”

“Nine times out of ten, a show of force, basically he’ll try to beat her into submission and claim her, while she tries to kill him.” Spike took off in the direction of the scream, Rainbow, Twilight, Rarity and the dragons close behind.

Six was not doing well, her chiton was cracked and shattered in various places, and her arm hung painfully at her side. Magnus was bruised, and bleeding from several deep gashes that would definitely require treatment, but he was still much better off. She outclassed him in speed, but that was it, limiting her to mostly evasion.

To put it lightly spike did not like what he was seeing. “Hey, get away from her!” Spike yelled, charging forward, intent on putting his fist in Magnus’ face. He never made it as he bounced off an invisible barrier with a sound not unlike tapping on a window. “What the hell!?” He seethed, getting up and beginning to beat on the wall. Magnus took no mind and continued his advance on Six.

“It’s a show of force dude” Tiny said.

“No one’s getting in or out unless they intend to claim her.” Garble finished. Looking back to the scene before him Spike’s blood ran cold. Six had been knocked to the ground ten feet away from Magnus, a fresh shattering on her back.

“How do I claim someone?”

“Spike no!” Twilight said stepping forward.

“If I don’t he will, he’ll take her against her will, he’ll rape her... I can’t let that happen, so again. Garble, how do I claim someone!?”

Six made another deep gash on Magnus’ side, his blood wasn’t the typical red, but was instead a dull gold. Proof of his deific bloodline, confirming him as a demigod. He was about to deliver another chiton cracking punch when he heard a voice from his left. “I wish to challenge the claim.”

Magnus glared at the purple welp, he was more muscular than Magnus, despite being younger. Magnus rushed forward, intent on launching him into a tree with his deific strength. However spike took the punch, stumbling back slightly he composed himself quickly and kicked Magnus back hard enough to make him stumble.

“How?” Magnus asked dumbfounded, “I’m the last of the first born, how are you able to take a hit like that?”

“Don’t know what the first born are, but I do work out a lot.” Spike shot his eyes towards Six, she was up against a tree, breathing, and using her chitinous vomit to secure her arm. Magnus leveled a glare at Spike.

Taking in a breath he let out a mighty yell of “it’s no matter, I’ll simply have to actually fight. FUS RO DA”. Spike was sent flying and with another shout of “WULD NAH KEST”, Magnus ran to where he would land in the blink of an eye. He caught Spike and slammed him into to ground, before leaping at Six.

Six however, was prepared for his attack, and ducked under him, scraping her claws against his ribs and through the flesh and scales of his chest. He landed in a roll that brought him to his feet, clutching the five new gauges, through which his ribs could be seen.

Outside the shield, the three ponies pushed futilely against, Twilight’s standard purple was now a light pink, and her mane and tail flickered with flames. Rainbow continuously shouted a mix of colorful swears and her desire to challenge the claim. The dragons were trying to explain to her that it only works for dragons.

Spike had gotten back up, and he and Six were pressing the advantage his failed tackle had given them. He had taken enough to know that even a demigod like him would need to take a week or two to rest and heal. Finally he managed to catch Spike’s hand, acting fast he slammed Spike into Six with enough force the rend scale and shatter chiton, they landed ten feet away in a heap and didn’t move.

Twilight had had enough, two of her friends were in danger. And she. Was. Done. Her mane and tail burst into raging infernos, and her skin was now a searing white. She renewed her arcane bombardment on the shield, no longer using spells. Just unleashing a torrent of raw, unchecked mana upon it. Everyone around her stopped to stare as the shield began to bend. Then it began splintering, cracks spidering out over most of the shield.

Magnus stopped his limping advance on the two heaps as it happened. “What could do this?” He asked in astonishment “to break a spell woven into our very biology...” Fallowing the cracks he saw the source, just as the shield shattered, gold shards of mana falling and dissipating.

Stepping forward Twilight left flaming footprints in her wake. Three bright flashes went off, when they faded, the three ponies were holding their respective weapons. “Aw yeah,” Rainbow said, “time to end this fool.”

“I agree,” Rarity added, “it’s high time this ruffian learned not to hurt others. Especially not our friends”

Magnus was now facing the ponies, focusing on the one currently leaving a trail of flames. He did not like this situation, he was staring down what looked like a fire elemental. On top of that he recognized the scythe she held and the blue bladed tonfas the rainbow mare had. Then, of course, just to top it all off, the white one held the biggest fucking gun he’d ever seen.

Six rose to her feat with the aid of spike, she hurt all over. She was in the middle of a fight and quickly realizing that she didn’t really know how to fight. Magnus had his back to the pair, currently looking at the three ponies. Six used the moment to charge forward and plunge her tail through his side. He let out a grunt of pain, and quickly reached back to grab her tail, pulling it from his form. Twilight used this distraction and rushed forward slicing for his neck, purple flames dancing along her scythe. The blade cut through his scales, but only slightly, the flames, magically burning hotter than pheonix fire, searing his scales.

He swung Six around using her to beat Twilight aside. He didn’t get a moment to relax as a bullet the size of a fist tore a hole in his arm with a loud bang. “Ladies love cannons,” Rarity said with a smirk.

He hissed and clutched the area of his arm now missing, thankfully it missed the bone. Not one to let an opportunity pass, Rainbow stepped forward, a cyan glow coating her wings. “Of course she’s a spell wing” he grunted to himself.

“Eat wind dickhead,” Rainbow said swinging her tonfa blades and wings one after the other. Each sending a blade of compressed air into him, she kept up the onslaught walking forward a cocky grin on her face. He took the blows, silently waiting for her to step too close. As she did he quickly stood going for a kick to her chest. He lost balance and missed due to a purple scaled fist hitting him in the side of the head.

He quickly corrected punching Rainbow in the face before grabbing her arm and throwing her into spike. By now Twilight was going for him again, Six about to gash him with her claws and Rarity was pulling the trigger. Before any could land he shouted “TIID KLO UL.”

Time slowed and Magnus made his move, with his deific speed, and time at a snails pace, he moved like lightning. He used Twilight to take the massive bullet, blowing a hole in her shoulder, slowing it enough for him to dodge. He then rammed a clawed foot into Rarity’s gun, sending it on a path into her chin. With 20 seconds left he ran back and grabbed Six and Spike. The latter still in the air, and slammed them threw a tree. Finally he ran a punch that could shatter a boulder into Rainbows face, bouncing her off the ground where she left a small crater.

Time sped back up, Rarity and Rainbow were both immediately knocked unconscious, and Twilight let out a scream. She reverted to normal as she did, wrath replaced with agony, dropping her to her knees. Picking her up by her hair caused her to scream louder, she had proven herself strong, and would make a nice addition to his hoard. “You and the monster shall make strong children,” he leered. He turned pulling her towards Six, who was now unconscious.

Then he dropped her as rage coursed through him. Spike had his jaws around Six’s right collarbone, green fire issuing from the side of his mouth, and a tear of guilt falling down his shamed face. As he pulled away, no wounds were left from his teeth or flames, only a mark. Two rings intwined with each other, one a bright green, and the other purple. The purple one looked like a serpent dragon laying its head on its tail, and the green one looked almost identical to Six’s necklace.

“You marked her so I could not, clever,” Magnus no longer seemed angry, looking only as if he had lost a game, and he was not a sore loser. “Too bad, she would have birthed strong young.” He turned back to Twilight, she once again stood, good arm clutching her scythe. “Frankly, while I would love to claim you as consolation. I don’t believe I can risk you discovering that scythe’s secrets as I am now, definitely not with those two waking soon. I shall take my leave, but know that I will one day have you lavender one, whether you like it or not.” With that he flew off, proven correct a moment later as Rarity and Rainbow regained consciousness.

They said their goodbyes to the dragons, who promised to keep in touch with the three not so namby pamby ponies and one dragon. Twilight then teleported them home, a lot needed to be relayed to the princesses, and they all needed to go to the hospital.