Chapter 2: Will you help me make a Horseboooook~

Everyday was like this for Spike. Every. Fucking. Day.

He wakes up, Brushes his scales, Checks HorseBook, Sends Rarity a few Scalie Fanfics he wrote for her editing and review, and then gets on with the usual cooking and cleaning. But that's not the bad part, not even a feather on his shoulder compared to the ABSOLUTELY MASSIVE LIST of things he needs to deliver back and forth, along with his duties as "Ambassador" to the Dragon Lands. His Delivery list and chore list were as follows but were not limited to:
- Getting the Cutie Mark Crusaders to school on time
- Helping the apple family with harvesting
- Fetching gems for Rarity for her dresses
- Keeping the Servers up for Horsebook
excetera, excetera, excetera.

Sure being the #1 assistant to one of the most prevalent and powerful beings in Equestria had its perks, along with diplomatic immunity and a close friendship with the Current DragonLord, along with being practically worshipped as a saviour in the Crystal Empire. (Although he would never admit it, he has no idea how he became so influential in the political stage, if asked, he would just give a cocky gesture of confidence and a snide remark and continue on his day) But recently he had found that he had no way of being even MORE well known to the world, he was a dragon after all, and if there is one things dragons treasured more than personal pride, is the Renown they get for being such awe inspiring creatures. When HorseBook came around he was elated to say the least, he immediately made an account and started friending all of his compatriots. Then He started a group for other ponies and dragons to follow him and his friends exploits. He felt as if he was able to get recognition and still be close to all his friends, which was in the short run a very huge emotional and mental booster for the small purple dragon.

Everyone seemed to love HorseBook and all the people it brought together!.... Everyone except Pinkie Pie....

He hadn't seen the pink party pony in weeks and was hearing rumors that her business as a party planner and organizer had been getting a metaphorical noose drop, due to the fact that ponies almost never left their houses. She had become more and more isolated from everyone, much to the worry of her friends.

Fluttershy tried sending her a request, hoping that it would motivate Pinkie to join in on the new craze, but ended up sending it to a stallion with the name Pinky Promise, not realizing that pinkie doesn't even own a computer or phone with wifi and in return, got a very, very large amount of dick pics from the well endowed Pony....almost everyday...for the past week...

AppleJack tried to convince Pinkie to come out and hang out at the farm with her. At first Pinkie was absolutely thrilled to finally see someone in person for the first time in weeks! Then when the time finally came, AppleJack was on her iPone, ordering Seeds from a mare in Baltimare for next years harvest. Pinkie left the farm without a word or single bounce.

Dash tried introducing HorseBook and the wonders of the internet through funny videos on iPunny. At first, Pinkie Pie seemed really into the whole idea of funny and pun videos and would bug Dash almost incessantly about "playing that again". But then Rainbow accidentally reopened a tab on her Laptop while trying to get to another iPunny tab...the results were... Interesting. Pinkie has been avoiding cloudsdale since then. Who knew you could do THAT with a pot of boiling water...

Rarity...well, last chapter should be enough explanation to her efforts of showing Pinky the "Sexier side" of Horsebook.

Spike was going to try and visit Pinkie Pie today at her house, he even cooked some ginger cauliflower casserole to give the pony, considering she only eats sugar based products its a wonder that she hasn't gotten type 2 diabetes. But before the purple dragon could leave the front door of the castle with the casserole wrapped in his arms in pink tinfoil, He saw the unfamiliar sight of a smiling, bouncing, Pink cloud that was the party pony herself, Running at his direction in near physics law breaking amounts of speed. The Casserole was the First victim, instantly spilled and smashed by the sheer force of the impact, the second was his right kidney. So long kidney, press F to pay Respects.

"SPIKEWHEREISTWILIGHTANDHOWDOIWEEFEE!?!?!?!" The Ponk exclaimed rather desperately....spike smelled old cum and stale chocolate on her fur....the last one was expected, the first one was just damn sexy. GOTTTTT DAYUUUUUUUUM. But alas, he was too young to get a boner and so went to the next obvious response. "what the fuck are you saying?". The Pink pony just rolled her eyes and released the small lizard from under her hooves. He got up and dusted himself off, then he folded his arms across his chest and replied calmly "If your looking for Twilight I'm afraid she already left on an important trip to Saddle Arabia to get a tour of the new Oil refineries.... I'm sorry....she left this morning...". She closed her eyes, took a deep breath in and then exhaled with and audible sigh of calmness, she then opened her eyes and looked at him dead into the slitted pupils looking at her with a mixed sign of confusion, and a little bit of anticipation, as if he knew what she was going to say, the words that he would no doubt, regret later on, and look back on the moment in his rugged middle age as the moment he knew it would begin the greatest War in the history... but for now he was still young, and he was being asked, to his knowledge, a innocent question from a friend in distress. "If Twilight Can't teach me about the weefee....will you Spike?"

Today was not gonna be like Every other Fucking day for Spike...Not even close...

Author's Note

I'm surprised the first chapter got any views AT ALL.
This is a bad story and you should feel bad for reading it!

• Jibbles