MLP: Living with Equestrians

Spike and Twilight were finishing up their trip to the store when they first heard it. It was soft, at first, and Spike didn’t really recognize it. “What is that?” he asked, looking to Twilight for her input. She turned her head and listened as well.

“It sounds like music, what humans call, “pop music” to be specific.” Twilight said, not looking to concerned. However, at this point to music was closer, and much louder. Suddenly, a bus flew around the corner, barley staying in the speed limit. The bus seemed to have hydraulics, and was colored bright pink with touches of purple and blue. Spike would also see many people moving behind the tinted windows. “Spike, what is that thing?” Twilight asked, very confused.

“That’s weird. It looks like some kind of “Party Wagon”. It’s like a dance club, but on wheels.” Spike explained, watching the bus colorful bus approach them. “Strange, I don’t remember any Party Wagon coming through here before. I’ve only heard about them in New York or Europe, not in Sanctuary City.”. Twilight watched the bus approach in wonder, and turned to Spike with a wide smile.

“Spike, do you think they’ll let us on?” she asked, her eyes glimmering with excitement.

“Eh, I don’t know, Twi. From what I’ve heard, people get picked up by random. The bus looks pretty full, so I doubt it.” Spike said, turning away from the bus. “Besides, I don’t think we would fit in.”

Almost right on cue, the bus drove past them, leaving Spike and Twilight behind it. “Sorry, Twi. Maybe another time, we’ll-huh?” Spike started, but stopped when the bus stopped suddenly, and reversed right back to their position. The door of the bus shot open, momentarily blinding both. When their eyes adjusted, they saw a girl in a pink dress with a blue jacket.

“Hi there!”, the girl shouted, and before either of them would respond, Spike was yanked onto the bus, which promptly drove off, leaving a shocked and flabbergasted Twilight on the street.

“Wha-I--SPIKE!” she cried as it hit her what had just happened; Spike had been kidnapped.

……

Spike had been initially terrified when he had been yanked onto the mysterious Party Wagon, but it was only a few moments before he relied nothing was even slightly sinister about the bus. It really was just a bunch of people partying on a bus. There was lights, music, and even a disco ball and dance floor. After a moment or two, he felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned around to see girl who had yanked him onto the bus, and blinked in surprise. Now that he had a better look at her, he notice one key feature that he hadn’t seen before; she had pony ears.

“Holy crap, you’re an Equestrian?” he asked in surprise. The girls smiled and nodded excitedly.

“Yup! My name is Pinkie Pie, and this is my first week on Earth!” she shouted happily jumping up and slightly. “My parents said that I would move to Earth on my 20th birthday,and here I am!”

“What a way to start your time on Earth, this place is awesome!” Spike marveled at the decked out bus. “Did you do all of this on your own?”

“Eyup! Got this baby five days ago, and for the last two, I’ve been driving it around, trying to get a party going, and it looks like it worked!” Pinkie said, gesturing the hoard of humans dancing and having fun on the bus, which seemed much bigger than he expected.

‘Well, while this party is awesome, I kinda need to get back to my friend, so, can I get off?” Spike asked. Pinkie seems disappointed , but nodded a moment later.

“Yeah sure, you just gotta talk to the driver.” she said, gesturing to the front of the bus.

“Thanks, Pinkie. I hope I see you around.” Spike said, giving Pinkie a fist bump as he passed. He reached the front of the bus and spoke to the driver, who was watching the road. “Hey buddy, you mind dropping me off? I need to find my friend.” Spike asked, only to be answered by a familiar female voice.

“Are you sure buddy? You might have fun if you stay!” Pinkie answered, turning around in the driver’s seat.

“...Pinkie, how the hell did you get from the dance floor to here?” Spike deadpanned, receiving a casual shrug from Pinkie.

“Mmmmmmmmagic?” Pinkie offered, taking her hands off the wheel to do a “jazz hands” motion as she spoke.

“Pinkie, your not a unicorn, you can’t use---PINKIE, THE ROAD!!!” Spike shouted as he realized that the bus was nearing the cliff. Pinkie screeched in surprise, sharply turning the wheel, causing the bus to flip onto it’s side,sliding until it was halfway off the cliff. The other passengers began to shout and panic, until Spike yelled at them. “Don’t move! Everyone calm down!” he shouted, causing everyone to stop moving. “Ok, now everyone slowly climb out the door, help those who can’t do it themselves.” The passengers started climbing out, and Spike returned to help Pinkie escape, only to see her attempting to stand against the now cracked window next to the driver’s seat, looking down in fear. “Pinkie, what’s wrong?” he asked, only to have her look at him in fear.

“H-h-high...very high.” she stuttered, looking terrified.

“It’s ok, Pinkie. I won’t let you fall. Take my hand.” Spike said, extending his hand to her. Pinkie nodded nervously and began to reach for Spike’s hand...and the glass shattered. Spike watched in horror as Pinkie began to fall, down to the ocean below.

Pinkie closed her eyes, and waited to hit the water below, for the end of her life...but than she felt someone’s arm wrapped around her. She opened her eyes to see Spike, one arm wrapped around her, his other holding onto the remaining edges of the window. His face was strained with tension and pain, and Pinkie noticed that the pointed glass edge of the window was sticking into his hand, and blood was beginning to flow from the wound. He looked at her, and pasted on a smile through the pain.

“I-it’s ok, Pinkie. I won’t let you go.” He said, barely holding tears of pain back. After another few seconds, another set of hands grabbed onto Spike’s and pulled the pair up and out of the bus. Outside, several police cars and ambulances were circled around the bus, and the authorities were helping those who exited the bus. A paramedic came over to Spike and Pinkie, and they ended up in an ambulance next to each other. Pinkie had a few small scratches, but nothing serious. Spike, however, was getting stitches on his hand. Ouch.

“You...you saved my life Spike.” Pinkie finally said, causing Spike to look at her in surprise.

“Of course I did, Pinkie. I told you I wouldn’t let you fall. Besides, what would your host say if I let you get hurt?” he asked, trying to keep Pinkie happy.

“I don’t know,they probably wouldn’t care too much. I mean, they’re nice and all, but they both have jobs as doctors,and don’t really care what I do.” she said, sinking a little further into her sadness. Spike began to feel bad, and than had a thought.

“Pinkie...would you like to live with me and Twilight?” Spike asked, noticing Pinkie’s head perking up immediately.

“Really?! You mean it?!” she cried excitedly, nearly choking him with a hug.

“I certainly think it’s a good idea.” a voice from outside the ambulance commented. Spike and Pinkie turned to see Sunset Shimmer standing expectantly outside of the ambulance. “I’ve been watching since Pinkie snatched you up off the street, and I gotta say, I’m impressed, Spike. You jumped out of a window for someone. That means something. I’ll get the paperwork set up, and miss Pie will stay with me for tonight. I’ll tell Twilight you’re on your way home. Come with me, Pinkie.”

As Pinkie started to exit the ambulance, she turned back to Spike and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Thanks, Cupcake!” she said, beaming brightly as she left with Sunset, leaving a blushing Spike to contemplate the event’s of the day. As they left, Sunset turned to ask Pinkie a question.

“So, Pinkie, you like Spike, right? And I mean like, y’know?” she asked, her voice casual. Pinkie, with a slight blush, nodded rapidly. Sunset smirked. “Well...how about a wager?”

……

A cyan Equestrian watched the accident scene from afar. “Yeesh, that’s a lot of damage. I hope everyone is ok.” she comments, rubbing the back of her neck with guilt of leaving the scene. “I should probably find the guy that got us all out, and thank him.” With that through in mind, the cyan Pegasus walked towards the accident, hoping to get the name of their green-haired savior.