Frayed Feathers and Scales

Gilda had woken up this morning in a good mood. She had confirmed Spikes feelings for her last night (their almost kiss proved they shared some feelings.), and now, she was busy sipping her coffee with her new boyfriend.

That was such an odd word to her. Boyfriend. Boyfriend. Her boyfriend.

She looked over to the dragon boy, who was still drunk off of the kiss. That was a magical feeling. Just knowing this cute dragon blooded boy was already so into her made her feel special.

Oh my Celestia...are these...feelings? She blinked in surprise, before smiling more, giggling to herself.

She looked back over to Spike, while he was washing out the cup, then he put an apron on. The apron itself was frilly, pink, and had a cute heart in the middle of it.

Immediately, Gilda bit her lip to avoid her "lady boner" moment as the cute dragon blood looked back at her, and smiled warmly. He turned back around, his purple tail quite an oddity on his Human body, flicking to and fro.

She started to scan up and dow. his body, smiling at his skinny, boyish frame, stopping over his cute rump, biting her lip again as her eyes lingered for a few moments.

'Dat ass...'

She had caught him staring at her muscles, it was only fair she got to appreciate something of his...that wasn't on his front side...

He hummed as he started making pancakes in front of her, reaching up to try and grab flour from the top shelf, giving Gilda clear access to all the eye candy she could enjoy.

"Celestia damn it, Twi. Why do you always put it at the top of the shelves?" He said, growling as he stood on his tippy toes, trying to reach it.

Gilda rolled her eyes, before walking over, grabbing the flour from the top shelf, then putting it in front of the blushing boy.

"Thanks."

"No problem, squirt."

She went back, seeing his soft smile as he started to make pancakes, her gaze travelling to his tan hand.

It would look better with a ring on it.

Her mind screeched at that thought, pausing for a moment. They had barely even begun dating a few moments ago! And already she is thinking about marrying him!

That was fast.

Gilda mentally punched those thoughts out, before giving a grunt. "I'm gonna go train. Come and get me when Twilight is ready for breakfast."

"Okay!" Spike replied, looking at her briefly, sneaking a glance or two at her rump as she walked away, giving a soft growl of happiness. He shook his head, then continued to make pancakes, humming softly.

The punching back twirled in place, the middle of it bending, wrinkled as it was struck again and again. Gilda's fist slammed into it, the chains creaking softly, before she kicked it, sending it flying into the other direction.

It settled back into place, before Gilda struck again, a loud bam sounding out as the chains creaked, trying, desperately, to keep it in place.

Gilda panted a little, stopping to take a swig from her water. Her clothes were drenched in sweat, practically hugging her body, her sports bra drenched in sweat. Her abs were shining from the amount, though she had to wipe it away from her face with a towel to keep from sweat getting in her eye.

Had Spike been there, he would have promptly gotten a boner, then, he would faint.

She took a large gulp from her water, the cold liquid refreshing, before staring at her enemy.

The punching bag.

She put her water and towel down, before delivering a swift strike, causing the chains to creak as they struggled to keep the poor object in place.

She struck, again and again, giving a soft huff as her mind was occupied. The circumstances of their new relationship was...odd.

In fact, they had met when she had save him from some rapists. Not really the best first meeting for a couple...or...would it be a fantastic meeting to have your significant other save you from doom?

Gilda's thoughts were getting side tracked; she seriously needed to stop thinking about that day. Though, her thoughts returned to that day, ignoring everything as they appeared at the front of her mind.

As she thought, she kicked the back, sending it back for a few moments, before it falling back into a strike. The punches and kicks were growing faster and stronger. Her thoughts started to slowly turning to the would be rapists, heavens knows how long they would be in the hospital for.

How dare they touch her dragon! Dragons were known to be greedy and hoarders, but griffins were stubborn to a fault, and Gilda had just gotten that dragon!

Her strikes grew more and more, the chain groaning as she struck again and again. Her fist leaving small indents in the piece of training equipment.

They were lucky she pulled her punches! Lucky bitches should be drinking food out of some straws, for even touching her boyfriend!

Suddenly the chain gave out right as Gilda punched, the punching bag spilling its contents as it started to skid across the floor, the chains leaving bits as it broke.

Gilda stood there, her anger almost visible. And if looks could kill, that punching bag would be pushed six feet under.

The door opened, snapping Gilda out of her thought. Her frown immediately lessened and a smile replaced it, her body feeling warm as she stared at her boyfriend.

That word was still really weird.

Spike smiled, before walking up to her, his mind seeming troubled by something. He sat down on the bench next to her, his scaled tail wrapping around ththe leg of the bench.

"Hey."

"Sup, squirt?"

Gilda grabbed another bag, before pulling the old chains, still broken and useless off of the hook, replacing it with the new equipment. It was likely this bag would suffer the same fate its predecessors had.

"So..." Spike began, Gilda wiping her face and sitting next to him.

"Yes?"

"Are we a...thing, now?" Spike asked, looking up at her, Gildas heart warming at the sight.

"Well...only if you're okay with a badass as a girlfriend." She brought an arm up, flexing, making Spike give a childish giggle.

"Calm down, Rainbow Dash." Spike teased Gilds, before gently grabbing her hand.

Gilda looked at him, before gently squeezing his hand, happily gripping it.

There they were, just hand holding. If anyone else had been watching, they would have thought how odd it was. But to these two, all was perfect in the world.

The gym was quiet, Gilda leaning in a little, giving Spike a soft peck on the cheek, making the dragon boy blush, his tan cheeks pinking a little. It was a cute moment.

That is, until Gildas stomach imitated the sound of a Dinosaur, making both blush, Spike giggling.

"I'm starving. Let's go eat."