Big Brother Best Friend. Forever.

Twilight awoke to Spike nudging her. “Twilight, hey, you’ve been asleep for a long time. It’s past noon. You okay?”

She rubbed her eyes and blinked a few times, quickly thinking up an excuse. “Oh, yeah, sorry Spike. I guess I was just so tired when I got home that I passed out.” She stretched and yawned.

“Well that’s okay,” the purple dragon said, “You need all the sleep you can get with all the planning going on. And to think, the party is the day after tomorrow!”

Twilight smiled. “Yeah, just one day…one day and everything will go according to plan…All according to plan.” She said the last part in a slightly sinister voice as she stared out the window, the gears in her mind almost visibly turning.

“…Right…” Spike replied, backing away from her slowly. “Well, I’m gonna…go…uhm…yeah.” He turned away and sped out of the door of Twilight’s room, but she didn’t even notice him leave.

Spike headed down the stairs and out into the bustle that was the mid-afternoon of Ponyville. He realized something was pretty off about Twilight, but he figured it must just be all the stress getting to her. He knew that if anyone could help, her friends sure could. The nearest pony he could talk to would be Rarity (he blushed a little at the thought), but he’d do anything to help Twilight feel better, even if that meant talking to the most beautiful pony on Earth. He made his way through the clopping hooves of all the busy ponies to Rarity’s front door. He made sure he looked his best before he knocked a couple times.

Rarity opened the door and smiled. “Well hello, Spike!” She patted him on the head and ushered him inside. “It’s so good to see you, you adorable little dragon,” she said as she fawned over him for a minute.

“Aw, Rarity, cut it out, the poor thang’s gonna get embarrassed,” said a voice from somewhere behind Rarity‘s doting face. Though Spike couldn’t see her, he could pick out the farmer pony’s voice just about anywhere…except maybe when he went to Apple Acres.

Applejack placed her cup of tea on the table and walked over to them, gently moving Rarity away from Spike with a smile and a shake of her head. “What can we do for ya, Spike? You’re not normally out and about by yerself. Twilight is always watchin’ out for ya!”

“Well that’s kind of why I’m here,” Spike began. “You see, Twilight has been acting a little off lately.”

“I’m sure she’s just stressed out from all the planning, dear.” Rarity magically cleared away a pot and cups of tea on the table while simultaneously bringing out a small cake and setting it in the cups’ place.

“That’s exactly what I thought too, so- Oooohh…” Spike was interrupted as the cake floated out onto the table. “That looks- and smells- delicious!” He walked over to the table and sniffed at the cake. “Mmmm..”

“Thank ya, Spike. Made it this morning’. Thought it’d be nice to take a break, have lunch with the girls today, but everypony else was busy with party plans…’cept Rainbow, but who knows where she is. So it’s just me and Rarity right now.” Applejack sighed a little. “But what were ya sayin’?” She took a piece of cake from Rarity, who was now magically slicing it into small pieces.

“Oh, yeah, I was saying that I hoped you guys could-” he was interrupted once again as a slice of cake was practically shoved into his mouth by Rarity’s magic. “-Fank oo, Wawity. I waz finking tha maybe oo guys-” he swallowed- “ could talk to her? Maybe see what exactly is going on and see if she needs any help? She’s kind of ignoring me.”

“Of course, dear,” Rarity said with a smile while Applejack nodded. “And I doubt she’s ignoring you, Spike, she’s just busy. Chin up!” Rarity gave him one more pat.

“And we’ll get Fluttershy, Rainbow, and Pinkie to help us out too,” Applejack assured him.

“Thanks you guys, that means a lot to me and I know it’ll mean a lot to Twilight too,” Spike said as Rarity handed him another slice of cake. “I guess I’d better get back home to check on her.”

Rarity and Applejack agreed and said their goodbyes. Spike walked back home, stuffing the cake in his mouth and finishing it before he was even halfway there. It really was delicious. He pushed the door open with a, “Twilight, I’m home,” but there was no reply. He looked around for her a minute before heading up the stairs to her room.