Gilda sighed happily as the breeze hit her, her white hair with blue tips waving softly. The sun was shining bright, and there was a few clouds in the sky. She smiled up at them, remembering that a storm was to be scheduled later that day, and enjoyed the limited warmth before then. She looked to her right to see Spike next to her, his forked tongue slipping out of his lips, a fang poking out of his goofy smile.

Her heart fluttered at the sight, before she mentally beat those feelings down. Sure, he was cute - no, hot as Tartarus - but that didn't mean she would act like a little girl in front of him. Especially not in front of him with those sparkling emerald eyes, his soft, kissable lips, those teeth that were clean and almost glimmering in the sunlight. She shook her head, feeling her face heat up.

She heard the deep rumbles of a stomach growling, and looked at Spike. His cheeks were a crimson color. He gave a sheepish smile, Gilda chuckled at the sound. She looked around, before noticing a small cafe, a familiar mop of rainbow hair. She beckoned Spike over, the two heading towards the sporty woman.

Said woman was wearing sunglasses, with a glass of water in one hand and her head in the other, releasing a hiss when the chairs scraped against the stone. She looked up delivering a glare, only for it to soften when she recognized who it was. She waved them in, sipping her water, wincing when someone laughed nearby, sending them a death glare.

"So, how's your morning so far?" Gilda asked, a cheeky grin on her face. Rainbow Dash groaned, lying her head in her palm, messaging her temples.

"Not so loud." Rainbow Dash groaned out, then took a sip of her water. "I got a headache the size of the moon." She looked up again, lowering her shades to look at Spike. "Hey kid."

Spike offered a friendly wave, then asked, "Just how much did you drink last night?"

Rainbow Dash scrounged her nose, then gave a shrug, putting her sunglasses up. She popped a pill into her mouth and drank greedily from her cup, the cool, refreshing taste helping down the pill. She looked at Gilda and Spike, her eyes hidden in her glasses. She smiled at her old friend and the dragon blooded Human, almost as if knowing something was up.

"So, you two fucking yet?" Rainbow teased, causing Spike to rival a tomato and for Gilda to bark out a laugh. "AJ's gonna be pissed if she isn't getting some of that tail." Her eyes glanced at Spike's tail, currently resting on the ground.

"Nah, RD, just chillin'." Gilda r eplied, patting the young man on his back, him letting out a shy smile, his blush toning down but not disappearing.

"I'm gonna head to the bathroom." Spike mumbled out, then started to head inside, his purple, scale covered tail closing the door behind him.

"So." Rainbow Dash started, drawing a look from Gilda.

"So what?" Gilda asked, Rainbow Dash tilting her glasses down, pink eyes meeting amber ones. "Why you giving me that look?"

"Seeing as how you aren't limping, I take that he hasn't gotten laid yet." Rainbow Dash sighed, ignoring the glare sent her way. "Honestly, Gilda, I thought you'd at least offer it to him."

Gilda snorted, giving a glare, however, a smile betrayed her look, and shot back, "From what I heard, you and a few others are practically throwing yourselves at his feet."

Rainbow Dash half shrugged, taking a loud gulp from her water, her shades returning over her eyes. "Kid's got looks, sense of humor, and is the perfect gentleman. I'm more surprised that you haven't bragged about seeing his dick yet."

Gilda said nothing to this, coughing in her hand. Rainbow Dash raised her eyebrow, then lowered her sunglasses, and incredulous look in her pink eyes. Almost as if communicating telepathically, Gilda nodded in return, her cheeks dusted pink at the admission of such a thing. Rainbow Dash let out an impressed whistle, taking a sip of her water. She cleared her throat, before groaning, a headache coming on from the hangover.

"I swear, that kid must be made of magnets." Rainbow muttered, drawing a confused look from Gilda. The rainbow haired woman smirked, then said, "I mean, when you came here, how many women did you get stopped by? Compare that to yesterday, and then tell me Spike doesn't have some kind of chick magnet type thing going for him."

"A lot of girls go for the dorky, adorable type." Gilda reminded, causing Rainbow Dash to chuckle. Gilda smirked, then teased, "I always thought you'd pitch for the same team, Dash."

"Bitch, please." Rainbow Dash said, the two women glancing at Spike, who was ordering something and pointing at their table. A smile dancing on her lips. "Nobody's that gay."

As if on que, Spike came back, a menu on hand. Gilda nodded and took it, Rainbow's eyes flicking between the two. She then sighed, staring behind them. As if knowing what her sigh meant, Spike went rigid and gave a nervous smile. Gilda gave them a confused look, then glanced behind them; a few women were talking in a group, occasionally glancing at them. Gilda felt her eyebrow raise, then looked at the two, before a type of carbonated beverage was set in front of her, a cup of sweetened tea in front of Spike.

Gilda took a sip, the bubbles refreshing her throat, before looking at the two of them, asking, "So, Dash, watcha doin'?"

Rainbow Dash looked up from her water, her grimace replaced with a cheeky grin, before clearing her throat. "Me? I'm doing nothing. But since today is Friday and that's Spike's day to work with Applejack, I can bet there is going to be someone doing Spike pretty soon."

Spike's face, which was white at the mention of the group of women, turned scarlet, a look of anger on his face, a glare painted her way. "I told you, I just work there!"

"Sure! That explains why you're half naked and sweating by the time I get there." Rainbow Dash challenged, a shit eating grin plastered on her face. Gilda choked on her soda, coughing loudly, drawing a few looks.

Spike's eyes narrowed, a puff of smoke erupting from his nostrils, opening his mouth to say something, only for a breakfast sandwich to be dropped onto the table, a small ruby in the middle of it. His thin, snake like tongue flicked out, tasting the air for a moment, before he started to dig into his sandwich, Rainbow Dash's comment already forgotten. Gilda and Rainbow shared a look, before letting out deep laugh from their bellies, the young man ignoring them.

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"No, me and Applejack are not a thing." Spike said, the farm of Sweet Apple Acres coming into view. "I mean, she is attractive and has a great personality, but I am me and she is an incredible woman."

Gilda looked at Spike incredulously, then argued, "You are not boring. Spike, dude, you're one of the most interesting people I know!"

Spike rolled his eyes, sticking his forked tongue out, "Name one interesting thing about me."

"You can breath fire."

"That's easy, try something no one can get."

Gilda hummed in thought, her eyes briefly traveling below his belt. She mentally slapped herself, trying to get those dirty thoughts out of her head. She quietly bit her lip, thinking about him for a moment. Well, not only was he physically attractive, but he had a good sense of humor, and a personality of that much older, but not unwelcome, made him a prime boy. She smiled, having come up with an answer.

"You got a nice ass." Gilda guffawed at Spike, who turned as red as a tomato, before patting his back. Although to Spike, it felt like a hard slap. "I'm just kidding! As a serious answer, you got a great sense of humor. And chicks dig the innocent, dorky guys like you."

If anyone else had called him innocent or dorky, he would have been angry, only allowing close friends say such things. But when Gilda said it, his heart fluttered a little, finding himself admiring the woman more and more.

When they got to the gate, Applejack was there, a large bushel of apples on her shoulder, her orange button up shirt was tucked into her pants, and an old, but well kept Stetson, adorned her head. Gilda was surprised that such a woman would want Spike, seeing as how she was basically a statue of raw power. Her skin was lightly tanned and she had a piece of hay out of her mouth, much like the stereotypical cowboy, and had three freckles on each cheek. Her eyes were a dark green and seemed honest and homey, and while she had a shirt on, even Gilda could tell she packed some abs underneath. Her hips were quite large, and Gilda noted she had quite the large butt, but did not comment on it. Her breasts were relatively small, but it seemed to fit her modest nature.

Applejack spotted Spike and gave a large grin, saying, "Well howdy there, Spike. Come in fer some work on tha fields?"

"You know it, Jackie!" Spike said, walking up to the taller woman. Applejack knelt down and wrapped her arms around Spike and kissed his forehead, causing him to blush brightly.

Gilda felt ice cold jealousy in her heart, clenching her fist in response. How dare this low down country hick touch her Spike! That bitch should learn that Spike is hers, and hers alone! Gilda nearly smacked herself, surprised at her own thoughts. She had only met the boy yesterday and already she was clinging onto him like a teenaged girl to a member from a boy band. She felt embarrassed, before emotionally punching that feeling down.

Spike gave her a peck on the cheek and Gilda felt her heart shatter a bit, staring wide eyed at the dragon blood. Applejack giggled, then looked up, spotting Gilda, then tightened her grip, a look of protectiveness showing on the farm girls face. "Spike, is this lady...?"

Spike couldn't help but laugh, drawing a confused look from the farm girl. "No, Applejack! She is a friend, I'll explain later." At the response Applejack offered a sincere smile and let go, walking over to Gilda.

Gilda tensed, before Applejack struck, surprising the white haired woman. However, instead of a hit, like Gilda expected, she was enveloped in a bone crushing hug by the country woman, taking the air out of Gilda's lungs. "Any friend of Spike is a friend o' mine." She let Gilda down, who started to drink in oxygen to date her starved lungs. Spike couldn't help but giggle, and Applejack ruffled his emerald hair. "Granny wants some help with cookin', then ya can help me get the apples in."

"Yes, ma'am!" Spike gained a serious face and saluted, looking more adorable than soldier like, before running into the house.

Applejack looked at Gilda, scanning her up and down for a moment, before nodding to herself. "So, you too?" Applejack asked, holding her hand out.

Gilda couldn't help but smile, then shake her hand, chuckling. "Seems like I'm not the only one."

Applejack couldn't help but snort in amusement, shaking her head. She beckoned Gilda, spitting out the straw, and said, "Girl, ya have no idea."

Author's Note

I have to say, I never expected the story to get this popular so fast. I just planned on it to be a fun little thing to write, I thought they'd make a cute couple. I am incredibly happy you all like this so much. If you have any problems or critisms, feel free to speak your mind!

And, although this story is mainly Gilda and Spike, I do plan on having a few chapters with Applejack or Fluttershy with Spike.