Spike's Dolls

by Crystal Ash

Rating: everyone
Tags: Spike, Comedy, Random, Twilight Sparkle, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1004

Spike doesn't play with dolls, but if he did, would they.. er, move on their own?

Spike definitely doesn't play with dolls.

Absolutely not.

The wedding was a one-time thing!

But Twilight doesn't know that, and she got him dolls for his birthday.

Are dolls supposed to move around on their own?

Published 2016-07-17 17:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-07-17 17:40:01 UTC

Is that Normal?

  Spike tore off the wrapping, revealing his birthday present from Twilight. "Uh...dolls?"

   "Why, yes! You were so entertained by the cake toppers at Shining Armor and Cadence's wedding, and, for some reason, you never enjoy the books I give you. So... dolls!" Twilight said excitedly.

    "Um... thanks." Spike said uncertainly. "I guess."

    "What was that?" Twilight asked. "You were muttering again."

     "I was only saying thank you!" Spike exclaimed hurriedly.

     "Okay. Well, enjoy the rest of your birthday."

     Spike watched Twilight walk away. As soon as she turned the corner, Spike whipped out the dolls. There was a griffin with a red streak in his mane, a green mare with a magenta mane, and a yellow  dragon.

     Spike named the griffin Red, the mare Magenta, and the dragon Yellow. He was creative that way.

                                                                                                             =~o~=

    When Twilight came home, she was greeted with the sight of Spike snoring on the floor, surrounded by his dolls.

   The pony smiled and used her magic to tuck the baby dragon into his bed.

  Then, Twilight noticed the scattered dolls and lifted them up onto a shelf, smiling to herself. She was glad Spike enjoyed his present.

                                                                                                             =~o~=

   Spike yawned and stretched. He rolled out of bed and started walking to the kitchen. Then, he realized something. "Hey, where are my do-" When Spike had fallen asleep, the dolls were scattered on the floor. Now, they were up on a shelf. "Maybe it was just Twilight?" Spike did remember her coming in and putting him in bed, but the dragon didn't remember her moving the dolls. "It had to have been Twilight. I was just... probably to sleepy to notice." The dragon murmured to himself. "Yeah. Yeah, that's it."

                                                                                                              =~o~=

After a large breakfast of pancakes, Spike continued the game with his dolls. "Why, yes, Red. That wou-"

   "Spike! Time for lunch! We're meeting up with the girls at the Hay Burger," Twilight called. Spike frowned to himself. Was it really lunch time already?

  "SPIKE!"

  "Okay, okay, I'm coming!" Spike yelled back. "Jeez."

                                                                                                             =~o~=

  When Twilight and Spike arrived, only Rarity and Fluttershy were present.

"Where is everypony?" Spike asked, looking at the empty seats.

"Did I get here early?" Twilight asked.

  "Hardly. The others are not-so-fashionably late." Rarity rolled her eyes, and at that exact moment, Applejack burst in.

  "Hey, y'all. Sorry Ah'm late. One of mah chickens escaped. Again," Applejack greeted her friends. "We're missing Rainbow and Pinkie? Y'all know what held them up?"

     "No," Fluttershy said quietly, and the conversation paused while the friends looked at the menu.

   "May I take your orders?" A waiter asked.

  "I believe I am ready. Girls?" Rarity said. Her surrounding friends nodded. "I would like the Fancy Salad, please."

   After all the girls -and dragon- had finished ordering, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie walked in. "Hey, everybody. Sorry we're late. Got held up." Rainbow said. Pinkie giggled beside her. Spike sighed

"We just finished ordering, so you'll have to wait until the waiter comes back. What took you so long?" Twilight asked.

  "Uh.. like I said, we got held up," Rainbow replied. She and Pinkie put on big, innocent smiles.

  "Thanks for being specific," Spike muttered, earning a look from Twilight. But before they could inquire further, the food arrived.

  "Great! I'm starving!" Pinkie said, snatching Fluttershy's hayburger right off her plate.

  "Oh, um, that was actually for me... but that's ok.."

                                                                                                             =~o~=

  When Spike returned, he immediately went to his dolls, only to find that they were gone! A quick inspection spotted them in Spike's bed.

"What!?! I know I didn't put the dolls there!"

  The little dragon looked around suspiciously, but soon shrugged it off and continued his game. But, after a while, Spike got bored.

  "Only one thing to do."

  He walked over the mirror and began to flex his nonexistent muscles. "Looking good, Spike. Looking real good."

Suddenly, the dragon felt a cold wind on his back.

  "Huh? Is somepony there?" Spike said timidly. He spun around to find...

An empty room.

  ... With an open window.

  Spike blushed. "Oops. Must have left that open." He trotted over and closed it, and was hit with inspiration for pretend play with his dolls. When Spike turned around to retrieve them, his toys weren't there!

"UGH! I am so sick of you stupid toys moving around." Spike grumbled. "Aww, I didn't mean that, Magenta. You're not stupid! Neither are you, Red and Yellow. I'm just frustrated."

  Spike made his toys nod.

                                                                                                             =~o~=

  Once again, Twilight came in to a sleeping Spike. She shook her head, but smiled.

  "Baby dragons need their rest," she murmured. Twilight tucked Spike in his bed, but this time, she didn't move his dolls. Twilight had heard his exclamation last time. While she had laughed at his silly ideas of dolls moving on their own, the pony hadn't touched them again.

                                                                                                             =~o~=

   Spike opened a tentative eye and sat up. Sure enough, his toys were gone. This time, Spike didn't yell. His anger was silent. The dragon marched to a closet and picked out a large chest, chains, and a lock.

   "This should keep them in." He looked smugly at the chest. Then he turned and walked to the kitchen for breakfast.

                                                                                                              =~o~=

  When Spike returned, munching on a muffin, the chest was nowhere in sight. The little dragon nearly choked on his muffin, and held in a scream. "Twilight! I know this isn't your idea of a joke, but please say you're the one moving my dolls around!"

  Spike marched into the Cutie Map room. "Uh, Twilight?" Then the dragon faceclawed. Twilight was at Fluttershy‘s for a sleepover.

  "Then, who..." As Spike looked up, he saw the chest; on his throne. "I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU DOLLS! Good riddance!"

  Spike walked outside and threw the chest in the trash, oblivious to Rainbow and Pinkie laughing in the nearby bushes.