At The Heart Of Winter

The resonant chirps of the early morning birds sung around the bedroom as Spike lay half asleep, rolling over onto his right-hand side, the soft velvet of Twilight's bedsheets between his legs. He gave groggy-eyed look outside the window as beams of light burst through into his sap green pupils. After staring blankly at the frosted glass for about a minute or so, he lifted up his head, flipped over his pillow to reveal the most relaxing coolness over his body.

Spike seemed like he needed a lie-in after everything that happened last night.

The young dragon attempted to nod off only to be re-awoken by the sound of sizzling downstairs, he lifted up his head again and had only just realised that Twilight was not by his side. He gave a tired sigh, and began to make his jouney down to the kitchen.

Wandering down the wooden stairs, Spike yelped out a belch of a yawn and rubbed an aching part, right on the back of his smooth neck. His hands then persistantly moved onto his eyes, trying to retain his vision fully so that he could see the wonderful Twilight.

"Good morning, Spike!" The unicorn said welcomingly, startling the dragon as he hadn't expected the pony to be so vibrant this early in the morning.

"Woah... w.. what time is it?" Spike asked, while having his hand partially cover his mouth from an escaping yawn.

"Oh it's about 7 o'clock, I also thought i'd make you a lovely breakfast. Sorry if I woke you too early, it's almost ready."

"Wow really? But.. I normally cook breakfast?"

"Aw I know Spike, It's just need to go to Canterlot Archives very soon for a few hours and get some new scrolls for my studies.."

"..and I cooked your favourite!" Twilight gave a lavish smile as soon the dragon's eyes widened and mouth drooled.

"Is that.. Is that fried sapphires?"

His eyes where almost the size of his round head, but in no time at all he lunged towards the steaming plate and gobbled up the blue gems whole, while the unicorn snickered in the background, making her feel warm inside.

"That was... amazing..." .

"...but not amazing as you, Twilight." Spike declared.

The baby dragon had his hands behind his back, tongue out - the taste of sapphires still pulsing through his senses - and looked up, puppy-eyed at Twilight.

"Aw Spike, you too are my little amazing dragon."

Twilight then reached down to give him a long, drawn out kiss on his forehead, and stroked the back of the dragon's head. He was now almost red with embarrasment and focussed on the pony's eyes. He then reached around Twilight's neck to cuddle her soft fur. She then responded by nuzzling her nose against Spike's cheek.

The unicorn then broke off, much to the dissapointment of the young dragon.

"I really wish I could stay with you, Spike. But I'll only be away for a few hours. You never know, you might get a nice suprise tonight.." Twilight gave the dragon a seductive wink, and went to fetch her scarf.

"You have to go now?" Spike asked with a touch of melancholy.

"Well, the earlier I leave the earlier I get back. You understand, right?"

"Yeah, I guess..."

"...but despite the short time you'll be away Twi, I'll miss you." Spike admitted.

The wamth previously in Twilight from before now errupted into a torrent of love and willingness. She moves closer towards her dragon.

"I'll miss you, Spike. I'll miss you a heck of a lot."

Twilight then dived down towards Spike - faster than before - and met the dragon's lips with hers. Both embracing their love for each other similar to last night, if not better. It certainly was a massive suprise to Spike considering he almost tried to pull away, but let instincts take hold, and left each others bodies move freely as the young dragon caressed her cheek. Spike had only felt like this that one time before, and it just keeps getting better he thought to himself.

After a minute or so, they soon released from the tight lock and looked into both eyes. Their snouts gently touching.

"I love you, Spike."

"I love you, Twi."

Twilight patted her dragon on his head, and cantered towards the door of the Library, once again much to Spike's disapointment.

"See you when I get back, Spikey." Twilight said, while re-emerging the seductive smile she had earlier, and closed the door behind her.

Spike was sad. Not only would he be bored for several hours, but without his favourite pony. He waddled in his normal fashion over to the table, and slumped his head down onto the oaken wood.

The lonely dragon gave a long, pronounced sigh.

To him, passing seconds seemed like minutes, and minutes seemed like hours. To pass the time, he tried reading any of Twilight's books he could get a hold off, but only ending in failure as a couple of minutes into each volume pressed him deeper into boredom. As soon as he had enough, he placed the books into their rightful place. It was only then that he noticed a frail, weak and hollow knock on the door, but it wasn't Twilight...