Spike finds Twitter

Spike grunts as he puts down the box of books from the library part of the castle on the cutie map. He looks at his helping companion, Bonebeat, and smiles.

"I'm glad you came Mr Bonebeat! It's a lot of help!" Spike exclaims. Bonebeat smiles back and grunts when he puts his load down.

"Too late to say, but don't sweat it, I've been needing some exercise. Also, if we get done soon, we can go to a new thingy I found! It's called Twitter apparently, and it's so cool! It's got news, videos, weird stuff, videos, and did I mention weird stuff!?" He asks in excitement. Spike rolls his eyes.

"I don't see the point in it honestly," he replied.

"Well, look at it this way, you're watching the news!" Bonebeat said.

"Fine, fine, I'll bite," he said exasperatedly. They got their stuff done and walked to the computer. Spike gets to the search bar and types in Twitter.

Five hours later, Spike is rolling on the floor, listening to a comedian named Word-Play. He had many bad words, but Spike doesn't mind. He got himself together and looked around the site again. Bonebeat had gone, saying he needed to get to work. As Spike looked on, he finds a blog devoted to talking about the Main Six. He raises an eyebrow and clicks on it.

Hey guys! What do you think of the element of Honesty?

Honest? She's the element of Honesty? You could have fooled me!!

Spike holds a hand up to his mouth to keep himself from laughing. He scrolls down.

What do some of you think about the element of Generosity?

Well, she's not catching up with times. So far, she's getting her clothes bought because of blackmail. She's white so it makes sense.

Spike, reluctantly, laughed as soon as he reads it. He exits out of the blog and raises his eyebrows to see a blog about him. He clicks it, and reads.

Spike, the dragon who we see behind the scenes, the dragon who has potential-

Spike smiles.

The dragon who works with a princess!

Spike puffs out his chest in pride.

The dragon who is basically an unpaid intern!

Spike paused, and stared.

Some would say he is actually a slave!

Spike kept staring as he scrolled through comment after comment about him. Tears start getting into his eyes as he started to cry. One person called him crappy. He sobs after thirty minutes of looking at mean comments and turns the computer off. "Yo kiddo, I'm back, how's the computer?" Bonebeat says, smiling as he walks through the door. He pauses when he saw Spike crying. "Spike? What's wrong?" He asks, kneeling beside him.

"I-I saw a p-place called Tw-Twitter, a-and there were a bunch of mean c-comments about everyone! E-even me!" He says. Bonebeat scoffs.

"Spike, those are opinions," he says.

"But they hurt!" Spike counters.

"True, but what are some facts about you?" Bonebeat asks. Spike looks down. "Spike, you are a brave dragon. You are loyal to your friends, you followed Twilight's orders without question, and you saved the Crystal Empire twice Spike, twice. Spike, you're everyone's favorite dragon! No one can amount to as someone big as you. You may not know it, but ponies look up to you," Bonebeat finishes with a chuckle. Spike sniffles a little before smiling. "Come on, let's go get some ice cream okay?" Bonebeat asks.

Later on, Bonebeat walks back to the computer and turns it on. "There is no way there that many mean comments on Twitter," he said. He searches his name and his eyes widened when he finds result. He found pictures of skulls, masks, and headphones. "My parents named me after some skeletons and headphones!?" He exclaims.