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"Spikey, I'm sorry he was so mean to you..." Twilight told Spike, climbing on his bed next to him. "We'll make him say sorry."

Spike nodded. "Thanks, Twilight."

Twilight lifted his head. "You know, Spikey-wikey, it's all right. I've never gotten kissed on the lips before either. Do I look like a wimp?"

Spike shook his head. "But you're not a guy! You're not looked down on by everyone because you never smooched a guy! Maybe...I should have just kissed Dash."

Twilight nodded. "Spikey, I understand. But you don't have to be upset. Maybe...some mare-any girl-will...kiss you eventually."

Spike looked at her in confusion. "Twilight, why do you keep calling me Spikey or Spikey-Wikey, and by the way, why do you keep kissing me on the cheek?"

Twilight bit her lip, and looked away from Spike. "I-I don't think we should talk about that."

Spike wasn't going to deal with another roadblock in the way of his question. Finally, he glared up at her. "Twilight, I told you what happened to me, and now I want an answer."

Finally, Twilight sighed. "Spike, it's something that could change your view on me forever. It's kind of like...how when you wanted to impress Rarity, only imagine that you're Rarity, and I'm you..."

Spike jolted back when he realized what she meant. "Twilight...do you like me?"

Twilight shook her head. "Spike, I don't like you, I...love you."

This time Spike almost fell against the headboard of the bed he was so shocked. "You...love me?"

Twilight started to cry, when she realized that she had said too much. Her ears drooped and she expected to be laughed at.

"Twilight, I'm not mad at you. Honestly, I don't know what to say, but I'm not mad."

"Really?" she said, holding back tears.

Spike nodded, and pulled her closer. "Twilight, I know how you feel. I felt the same way about Rarity...but...here we are now...everything seems different."

Twilight nodded. "I know how you feel." Letting out a shudder, as though she was about to do something she would regret, smiled.

"Twilight?"

Twilight started leaning closer towards Spike, her muzzle getting close to his lips.

Spike tried to move back, but he found himself cornered against the bed.Don't make Twilight go through what you went through, a voice whispered in his head. She cares about you, and you care about her, go for it! Finally, he closed his eyes and moved towards her. Spike felt a sense of hope and amazement rise up in him, as he felt a new feeling, as though he could finally feel joy again.

Without warning, the door to the room, opened, and a set of gasps were let out by the mane six members that had left just a moment ago and Garble.

Spike felt Twilight shudder, but she didn't try to break away from the kiss, so he didn't either.

Finally, the silence was broken by Pinkie Pie bursting into laughter. "Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh! You never said Spike would get a kiss on the lips, and right now he's getting kissed!"

Garble let out an angry snarl. "You're wasting your time with him, pony! Why kiss some looser?"

Twilight's eyes flared, and she gently pushed Spike aside. "I don't know. Maybe you're just jealous."

Garble let out a laugh. "Me?"

Twilight nodded. "Yes, I said you. You're a whiny baby who probably never got kissed by anyone. Get lost, you loveshy bitch."

The entire room except for Garble started laughing, and Garble ran off, crying.

For a few seconds, nobody said anything. Spike was just siting there in amazement. Twilight may have just been his friend this morning, but he couldn't keep it a lie to himself any longer; he had a crush on Twilight. He would probably never sort things out with Rarity, and now there was a new mare, who cared for him greatly, who was there for him.

Twilight looked back at Spike. "Well...I'm sorry about me kissing you...but...at least something good happened..."

Spike said nothing, wondering what the alicorn's reaction would be.

"Oh Spike, I'm so sorry!" she sobbed, her eyes watering. "Please, I'll do anything you want!"

Spike thought for a moment. "Twilight..."

Twilight looked up at him. "Yes?"

"Will you go out on a date with me?"

Twilight froze. "Are you playing...a joke on me? Are you still angry with me?"

Spike shook his head. "Look Twilight, I may not...love you, but you've always been really sweet to me. You're kind, beautiful, awkward, shy...and perfect-" Spike gulped, his confidence lowering as he had slipped to far. "I mean pretty cool!" he lied. "So look, what I'm trying to say is, will you go out on a date-"

"Yes!" she said, hugging him. "I'd love too! And I promise to stop calling you Spikey-wikey!"

Spike frowned. "You don't have to, I think it's cute when you call me that."

Pinkie suddenly butted in. "Aww...he likes you! You two should kiss again! I'll take a picture for my scrapbook!"

"Knock it off." Applejack scolded, glaring at her.

Twilight smiled. "Okay, Spikey, if that's what you want."

Suddenly, Fluttershy piped up. "Oh Spike, this sounds romantic and all, but where are you to going to go?"

Spike smiled. "I have a few ideas."