It was starting to get very late and Fancy Pants could be found in his office working on his computer. Suddenly the phone rang and Fancy picked it up without hesitation.

"Hello?" Fancy asked with a curious tone.

"Is this Fancy Pants?"

"Yes it is. Is this the school I called earlier?"

"Yes, I am Miss Silica, how may I help you?"

"I'm calling to ask if I can have all the files for a Spike Damascus?" There was a long pause.

"S-Sir!?" The woman said with panic in her voice.

"Oh, and I want the footage of the famous cafeteria fight please. If you could email them to me I would very much appreciate it. Goodbye." Fancy said hanging up. A few seconds later he had received a email with with a few files attached and a message that read 'Don't ever contact us again.' Fancy ignored the message and eagerly opened the only video file and began to watch.

Spike sprinted down the stairs in his apartment and rushed to the mailbox. He opened it to find nothing inside.

"Damn, what did I expect. It’s only been a day." Spike said to himself. He then zipped up his jacket and walked out the door. "Sis always loved the bright nights." Spike said, walking out the door and looking at the moon. " I wonder how she's doing?"

Flashback

It was a stormy day in the Dragon Lands and a certain school was finishing up class. "When adding negatives to negatives, they cancel out. But when adding a negative to a positive, the negative stays-” The teacher babbled on about work. Near the back of the classroom sat three dragons. One was a female drake with D cup breasts and purple scales and a green underbelly. She had a slim body figure, and her scales had a somewhat faded color to them. The drake that sat next to her had the same color scheme, but was a male. He was about four inches taller. Both dragons had no wings. The last dragon had red scale with a yellow underbelly. He had wings but they had a few holes in them. He had glasses, braces, and a small but muscular build.

“Hey, Spike do you know what’s for lunch?” The red one asked.

“I don’t know Garble. . . and Barbara doesn't know either, I asked earlier. Now at least look like you're paying attention.” Spike said in response, looking back to the chalkboard. While Barbara just put her head down.

“I thought it was tomato soup, and grilled cheese.” Spike put on a serious look and turned back to him.

“Really? I heard it was going to be tatertots.” Spike said in question. Garble shook his head and glanced at the board.

“Seriously, just tatertots!? That can’t even make a meal by itself.”

“I Don’t know man, I just heard tatertots were this week.” Spike turned back to the front of the class and saw something that frightened him a bit.

“That would make an epic meal with just tatertots-” Garble was cut of.

“MR. GARBLE!” The teacher yelled. Garble just closed his eyes and looked down.

“Crap.”

“Care to explain what is so important that it must be said over me?” the teacher growled.

“I was asking my best friend what was for lunch.” Garble said still looking down. The teacher put on a cocky smile.

“Alright solve the problem on the board and all shall be forgiven.” The teacher crossed his arms and his smile grew bigger.

“Seven.” Garble said with confidence.

“W-W-What!?” The teacher staggered. Garble finally looked up. On the board was nothing but big numbers and complicated symbols.

“At the end of all that nonsense you have 15,489 - 15,482, and that equals 7.” The teacher was shocked. Garble had just proven that he didn’t guess and he was right. Just then the school Intercom started.

“Students, this is you principal Miss. Silica speaking. Please stay inside the school until the storm ends. It’s going to get a lot worse. That is all, Thank you.” She said when the bell rang, indicating that it was time for lunch.

“I call dibs on the best grilled cheese.” Barbra said, bolting to the door, and was gone before anyone else realized it.

“That sister of your’s is freaking fast. I wonder if she gets that from the chameleon in her?” Garble asked

“You know, I wonder the same thing.” Spike said walking to the door, followed by Garble. They soon made it to the cafeteria, and Garble was proven right.

“HA, See I told you!” Garble cheered.

“I never doubted you. I'm more worried about who’s here today.” Spike said gesturing towards the school’s football team.

“Yea, they always have to eat in here, since it’s raining.”Garble pointed out, while he and Spike got their food. “So, where do you think-” Garble was cut off from tripping and spilling his food all over three of the football team’s members.

“Shit.” Spike whispered to himself. The whole team got up and walked to the fallen drake.

“I’m gonna make you hurt for spilling that on me.” The most drenched jock said, picking Garble up by the throat.

“Hey knock it off!” Spike said, setting down his plate.

“You want some as well punk.” The jock holding Garble said. Spike just winked at Garble and he threw a punch at the jock holding him up. Garble jumped back beside Spike as the rest of the football team charged them. Spike ran towards the one in the middle and dropkicked him, and he went flying. Before the jocks could turn around to see what had happened to him, Garble started to punch one of the jocks that was closest to him and lead him to Spike. Spike had just gotten up and was immediately surrounded by the rest of the team. Garble jumped over Spike as he jock following him runs into another. Spike started to do what looked like a break dancing move but started to kick everyone around him. Some of the jocks fell to the ground while others went flying.

“Where did the jock you dropkick go?” Garble asked, looking in the direction where he went flying. There he saw Barbara fighting him and she looked like she was winning. The jock threw a right hook and she did a backflip, dodging the attack. Her scales began to lose all color and suddenly she vanished. A second later she appeared behind him and punched him in the back of the head, knocking him out cold.

“Miss me boys.” She said, walking towards Spike and Garble.

“Maybe.” Spike said back. All of the sudden the cafeteria doors flew open, revealing all of the teachers. They walked over to the fallen jocks and checked if they were still alive.

“Who did this!?” The teacher from before asked.

“I did!” Spike replied. Garble and Barbara looked shocked. The teacher walked over towards Spike and wrapped up his sleeve. He raised his claw to slap Spike in the face. His hand came flying down and was suddenly stopped. Spike was now holding his wrist and then began to bend it back and down. The teacher was trying with all his might to rip Spikes claw off of him. Spike eye’s flickered and turned blood red. The teacher received a hard kick to the side and was sent flying, towards the other teachers. One of the students that was in the massive crowd around the battle cried “GET HIM!” and the students began to flood the three. Spike, Garble and Barbara then got back to back and got into fighting positions. Barbara then disappeared, leaving the two behind. The first student to get to Spike was tripped by Spike’s feet, and was twisted sideways by force. Spike the kicked him in the stomach and sent him flying into dozens of other students, knocking them down like rolling pins. Garble was deflecting strikes with his hands and threw some of his own punches into the fray. Barbara appeared behind the teachers and had to choose one to disable. She punched the principal in the back of the head, knocking her out cold. The teachers that were not in the fray were now alerted to her presence. Barbara next tries to kick another teacher, but was stopped. The huge gym teacher had grabbed her leg and then threw her into Garble, winding both of them.

“Guy’s!” Spike said in worry. At this point Spike and Garble had taken out all the students and the teachers were the only one’s left standing. Then the gym teacher walked straight towards Spike

“You need to be punished.” Spike got into his fighting stance. The gym teacher’s walk turned into a sprint as he quickly made his way to Spike. He raised his claw to slash Spike and he forced it down on the boy. Spike barely dodged it. He then tried to swing his leg around him and kick the teachers side. When Spike leg made contact with the scales of the teacher, Spike felt several sharp pains and a crack.

“AAAAH!” Spike cried as he grabbed his leg and fell backwards. The teacher just started to laugh. Spike, with his other foot, started to kick the teacher crotch repeatedly.

“OW! YOU LITTLE SHIT!” The teacher yelled grabbing Spike’s still good leg. He then brought his hand up high and brought it flying down, breaking Spike other leg completely. Spike groaned and yelled in pain.

“Help!” A different teacher said before he was knocked unconscious.The gum teacher turned around to see the rest of the teachers were on the ground and saw Barbra and Garble were responsible for it.

“SPIKE!” The two said, finally able to get a clear view of Spike. The teacher turned around and rushed the two. Barbara disappeared while Garble charged head on. Barbara came out of nowhere with a huge frying pan and hit the teacher in the face with it. His face was indented in the pan, and it knocked him unconscious.
“Spike talk to me!” Garble said making his to Spike. Barbara followed behind him with a horrified look on her face. “Come on man we’re getting you to a hospital, stat!”Garble said with Barbara and him helping Spike up and out of the building.

"Fancy~" An Amazon woman said, stepping into a office. She had a perfect pair of E cup breasts. She also had pure white fur with a pink mane and tail.

"Yes dear?" Fancy Pants answered. He was almost covered in papers, and was currently typing on his computer.

"Are you done? It's starting to get cold." The mare said rubbing her arms. Fancy got up and walked to her.

"Almost my dear." Fancy said kissing her on the lips. He then walked over to his coat rack and grabbed his coat. "Just finishing up." He handed her his coat to put on." I'm waiting on my night guard. You can stay here if you want."

"You know I can't. My mother’s visiting, remember?" The mare said, covering herself with the jacket.

"Yes I do, I was just hoping for some company." Fancy said walking back to his desk.

"Sorry honey, but I have to go." She walked over to Fancy and kissed him on the lips again. "Goodbye dear, I'll see you at home." The woman said walking to the door.

"Oh, Fleur!" Fancy said trying to get her attention. She stopped right in front of the door. "If you see my night guard tell him I'm waiting on him." Fleur just smiled and waved as she shut the door behind her. As she walked through the hallway she eventually made it to the main room, where she felt like she was being watched, but when she looked, nothing was out of the ordinary. She heard the door open and shut and looked to see a drake enter the building.

"Hello." Fleur said with a smile.

"H-Hi, who are you?" Spike said, trying to not to stare at her amazing breasts and hide his boner.

"I'm Fleur Dis Lee, happy to meet you."

"I'm Spike Damascus, happy to meet you to." Spike said with a nod.

"Ah, the robot boy! no offense."

"None taken, I've been called worse." Spike said, sneaking a peek at her breasts. This didn't go unnoticed by Fleur.

“Well, Fancy is in his office and he wants to see you. It was nice to meet you.” She said with a bow, showing her massive cleavage. Spike staried at the amazing breasts, but he eventually caught himself and looked away.

“Um, it was nice to meet you too.” Spike said swiftly moving to Fancy office.

“Boy’s. So easy to tease.” She giggled as she walked out.

“Come in.” Fancy said sitting at his desk. Just as expected, Spike walked through the door.

“Hi.” Spike said, taking a seat across from Fancy.”I’m guessing you want to know what happened?”

“Nope.”

“Then why did you want to see me?” Spike asked confused.

“I want your story. I just watched the School footage and you are an amazing fighter. But you had your legs then, yet you don’t now. So if you don’t mind me asking, how did you get those.” He said, pointing towards Spikes legs.

“It, was the night my father came home….”

Flashback

“.... I was in my room, still with my broken legs.”

“SPIKE, WHERE ARE YOU!” A male voice echoed though the home. Spike limped into the living room.

“What do you want.”Spike said with venom. There was a big grey dragon standing their chugging a bottle of moonshine. He stopped chugging and threw the bottle to the ground.

“I got a phone call from the school, you were expelled!” He said with anger rising.”You little Fuck. Do you have any idea how much money I had to give them for you to go there!?”

“Yea, nothing. They took me for free. Like all students.” Spike was then punched to the floor.

“Don’t back talk me boy!” He said, kicking Spikes legs. Spike just hissed in pain.”You’re nothing but a disgrace! You have lost all privileges to live in this house, and your legs!”Spike’s eyes widened at what was about to happen. The grey dragon grabbed Spike’s legs and…

“...He, ripped them clean off.” Spike sighed as he was about to finish.”After that, my drunk of a father, left me there and Barbara took me to Garble. The bastard is amazing at machinery, and he made me these. It was for a robot he was making so these are prototypes. I’ve been running from home since that day and I made it to ponyville. So I decided to settle down.”

“Wow, I’m sorry for asking.” Fancy said surprised by the tale.

“It’s fine, you had a right to know.” Spike said getting up. “Now, if that’s all you wanted to know, then I will ask to leave. I would like to get started.” Fancy was surprised.

“You, would like to get started... ?” Fancy said thinking Spike would be mad.

“Yes, I saw those recordings, but like last night, I’ll show that I don’t die easy. I can take them.” Spike said with confidence. Fancy smiled and got up from his chair.

“Well then, good luck young one.” Fancy sid walking past the drake and to the door.

“I don’t believe in luck.” Spike said as Fancy left. Spike followed but instead he went to where he would be working. In the back room Spike sat down to watch as all the lights in the building turned off.

Author's Note

A Massive MASSIVE Shout out to PuzzleMaster98. Without him this Chapter could not have been done.