Author's Note

I just wanted to note that in this story, Spike is 18. My thought is that dragons live to around 300-400 years and ponies, in accordance to the show, live about 150-200. I also like to think that the mane 6 is around 60 years of age, just that mental age is around 22 and Spike is 55. So don't complain about that Spike is too young or anything.

Chapter 1

"Spike!? Oh Spike!?" Twilight called the baby dragon. Spike was Twilight's son... technically speaking, but Twilight thought of Spike as like a brother of sorts, in fact, they were hardly five years apart. "Spike, where are you?"

"*yawn*, what is it Twilight?" Spike groaned. He came waddling down a flight of stairs leading to the bedroom. It was obvious he had just woken up. His scales were are dry and crackly, as well as his eyes were red and sticky. His spines were even drooping slightly to the left. Spike always hated doing all the work around the house, especially since Twilight could do them in a quarter of the time wit her magic... but she was the boss so he had to just play along.

"Spike! There you are, I have a very important letter to send to Celestia. Can you write it down?" Spike groaned as he ran back upstairs and grabbed a quill, paper and an inkwell. "Alright Spike, ready? (Dear Princess Celestia, I have been working on that arcane spell you asked me to look at, I am happy to report that I have studied it and worked out how the magical properties of the spell work. I'll tell you all about it next I come to Canterlot, your faithful friend, Twilight Sparkle). You get that Spike?"

"Eeyup, done," Spike replied. Spike spit out a large green flame encumbering the paper he had written on. The paper then vanished in a sparkle of ashes. "There we go, it's off to Princess Celestia."

"Thank you Spike, I don't know what I would do without your special teleflame. Now if you don't mind, I must get ready for a tutor session I'm having over at Sweet Apple Acres. I promised Apple Bloom, Sweetie Bell and Scootaloo I'd help them with their studies," Twilight said excitedly. "Ooh! I can't wait! You don't mind me leaving, do you?"

"Oh, I don't mind Twilight. This will give me a chance to see Rarity today!" Spike spoke with a drunken smile on his face.

"Oh? Rarity is going with me." Spike's eyes widened as if he just seen Twilight drop a bomb. "Her and Rainbow are going with me. They want to see how well the studies are going along. Oh, and AJ of course, she coming."

"Oh," Spike whimpered.

"Don't worry Spike," Twilight said comfortingly while also hiding a small smile. "We won't be gone too long. You can see Rarity afterwards." Spike nodded.

Half an hour later Spike waved goodbye as Twilight left the crystal castle and he was left behind. Then he remembered someone. Owlicious sat on a bookshelf near the doorway and Spike couldn't help but notice. Ever since the library was destroyed by Terek a year back, she was hardly see since the castle was so big. She was always hiding in different rooms where nopony could see. Twilight and Spike feared she was dead up until recently. They had noticed what looked like sticks up on the chandelier in the map room and it turned out Owlicious had made a nest up there.

Spike yelled up to her. "Owlicious, have you seen Pinkie or Fluttershy around today?" He asked.

"Hoo."

"Of course," Spike sighed. "Well I'm not going to find anything fun to do in here," he said to himself. He left the castle hoping to find them or something else to entertain himself while Twilight was gone. He traveled on over to Sugarcube Corner to see if Ms. and Mr. Cake needed help.

"Hey Ms.Cake, where's Mr.Cake?" Spike asked walking up to the counter.

"Oh? Hey Spike, if your looking for Mr.Cake, he's in back watching the kids. He's through that door." Ms.Cake pointed to a door leading to the kitchen.

"Oh no, I was just going to ask if you guys needed any help? I'd love to get my baking skills practiced."

"Actually," Ms.Cake responded. "Today is surprisingly very slow. We are actually over stocked with baked goods. Sorry Spike. Unless you want to want to watch the babies, we have no job for you," she said sarcastically.

"Nah, that's fine," Spike joked back. He left the bakery a little disappointed. He was walking down an eastern path when suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation. He had been so caught up in his boredom, he didn't realize he was itching to take a piss. He was 10 minutes away from the castle at this point so he looked around for a store or anyplace with a public bathroom. As he looked around, he saw a sign that read, Ponyville Spa.

He wandered in and saw a small line leading to the back. "Huh? Spike?" Aloe, one of the few who worked there, said curiously.

"Hey Aloe. Um...can I..."

"Never thought I'd see you here again Spike. It's been close to a year!" Aloe seemed way too excited he was there.

"Um... no... Aloe, I was just going to see if I could please use your bathroom, please?"

Aloe's wide grin shrunk. "Oh. Sorry for my... forwardness. It's just that, working on your scales feels really good on the hooves. I was hoping you would get a massage."

"Sorry Aloe. But I don't have money with me." Spike did feel like a massage was a good idea." You know what?" He said triumphantly to Aloe,"I promise to get a massage next week, okay?"

Aloes smile returned. "Alright Spike. By the way, the little stallions, or um... dragons room is down the hall to the left."

"Thanks aloe," he appreciated. He wandered down the hall and stopped in front of the door. He turned the brass knob and walked in. The bathroom was small with a crystal toilet, a crystal sink and counter with a rubbish bin, a toilet paper holder and a plunger.

Spike walked over to the toilet and pulled out his dragons cock from his scales. He aimed it at the bowl of the toilet and let it run. He turned his head to the counter and saw a magazine. He thought it must have been left by a previous stallion who had used the bathroom. He grabbed it with his free hand. "Hot-mare?" He read the cover.

He finished up pissing and shook his cock letting the excess fall out. The cover of the magazine had a mare on it, posing with her eye lashes two times the normal size. She had what looked to be a bathing suit on, but the caption next to the image said 'Flip cover for five clopping tips'. Spike didn't know what clopping was, but thought about the magazine and how it looked different than any other magazine he had seen before. He loved magazines and wanted to read it, but he couldn't just take it. Aloe or her sister would see and take it to the lost in found where he wouldn't be able to read it. Spike got an idea. He knew stealing was wrong, but for all he knew, the stallion this belonged to was likely long gone by now. A plume of green fire surrounded the magazine until *pop* it was gone. "There," Spike said to himself. "Now it's at home."

Spike pushed is penis back into his scales, hiding it if anyone were to see him. He started his way back home as he thought of his brand new magazine.