The plains were zipping by the window as a train ran full tilt along the tracks. It was so bound and determined to get there as fast as it could that the train, on several occasions, tilted slightly during a curve. The tilt wasn't severe enough to lift the train off the inside track but it was enough that the passengers, well passenger, of the train could feel it. The reason for the train going so fast was that it was running late, or so it believed.

The conductor knew that it couldn't run late today. Not only were there much needed supplies in the train, but they were transporting the brand new teacher for the school. He knew that in order to make it on time he'd have to push both the engine and tracks rather hard.

As the train thundered along the tracks, giving a slightly bumpy ride on the straightaways, the sole passenger lazily looked out the window as the scenery flew by. He had stayed up as he couldn't sleep from the bumps and occasional tilting of the train. Just a few hours ago he couldn't see much as it was the new moon, but now the sky was lighting up.

With a loud whistle the train signaled that it was getting close to their destination; Equestria United, or EU for short. Spike didn't know much about this school. It had been built about 16 years ago, around his first birthday, and any degree from here is high respected by employers.

When the first rays of light appeared in the sky the train began to slow down. Seeing this he grabbed his trunk and headed for the door. He had leaned into the wall before the train lurched forward as it's brakes were fully applied. Once he was in no danger of falling over from the train slowing down he stepped out of the train, and onto the platform.

He put the trunk down and stretched as he was happy to finally be off the train and into the crisp morning air. He took a deep breath as he relaxed a bit. He was told that somepony would be there when he got off the train to escort him to the dean, but he was alone on the platform, save the ponies that were unloading the freight cars.

With a sigh he went and sat on a nearby bench as he waited for this mystery pony to show up. As he waited he looked into a full length mirror that was on a nearby stone pillar. He felt slightly disgusted in himself at his current state. While the spikes on his head were still looking good his purple and green scales had lost a bit of it's shine from a thin layer of dirt. What really got his goat was that his dark blue suit, which he thought looked good when he put it on in his apartment, had obviously seen some wear. There weren't any holes yet but he could definitely see some spots were a hole would soon be appearing.

He was so lost in his own thoughts that it took the pony that was standing behind him to clear their throat to grab his attention. Upon hearing the voice he spun around like greased lightning, his heart pounding a bit from start he was just given.

"Oh, sorry, did I startle you?" Asked a pegasus mare. "Sorry, but are you perchance Spike?" She asked, eliciting a nod from the dragon in question.

He was too in shock to really register anything after she asked his name. He knew she was talking, but couldn't really hear her as he tried to calm down. After a solid minute he let out a sigh and cleared his throat. "Sorry about jumping like that. I was a bit deep in my thoughts when you got my attention," He apologized. "But yes, I am Spike."

"I could tell you were thinking, judging by how long you've been looking into the mirror," She said with a smile. "Well, anyways, as I'm sure you were told I am to escort you to the campus. There you'll meet the dean and then you'll be given a short tour."

Spike nodded and followed the mare, lifting his trunk onto his shoulder before they left.

As they were making their way out of the train station Spike's eyes couldn't help but wander over the mare walking in front of him. He couldn't but help her clothes first. She wore a tan circle skirt that came down to her knees. He couldn't tell what the her front looked like as by the time he properly regained his senses she had already turned around, but he could tell that she was wearing a jacket of sorts which was burgundy. Then his mind shifted to her body. Her coat and feathers were a light cornflower blue and her mane was moderate orange. She walked with a small sway in her hips, which showcased her rump. Sure there was a skirt in the way but he wanted to reach over and squeeze her juicy plot.

Her sudden stop almost made him run right into her. Now snapped out of his pervy thoughts he looked up at her face.

"You first," She said pointing to her side as she turned around.

It took him a hot second to realize that she was telling him to get into the carriage next to them. The carriage that was right outside the station. "Oh, uh, thank you," He said before entering the carriage, placing his trunk on top of the carriage first.

The second he sat down in the four person carriage the mare joined him and sat directly across from him. From this angle he could tell that she was wearing a tan blouse underneath her jacket. As he was staring he couldn't help but stare at her decently sized breasts.

"Is it ok if I call you Mr. Spike, or do you have a last name? Normally they give me the new teacher's full name but the dean only called you Spike," She asked curiously with a small grin.

Fearing that he was caught staring he cleared his throat and looked away. "My name is Spike Wyrven. Mr. Wyrven is fine or if you want to call me Spike that's fine too."

"Well then, Spike, I guess I won't tell the dean that you were staring at my backside and my breasts," She teased with a grin.

Spike could only sigh in defeat as he was already caught. "So, Is there anything I should know about the school?" Spike asked, wanting to change the subject as the carriage started moving by itself.

She had to think for a second before responding. "Well, the campus is divided into four zones. You've got the administration zone, which is mainly one building that has offices for anything you need permission for. Larger budget for a club, replacement uniform, changing a schedule, the list goes on. Then there's the academic zone; It has several buildings. The main building contains all of the homeroom classes where all students will be taught core subjects, but they will go to the other buildings for science, home ec you get the picture. There's the athletic zone, and that one is the largest zone. There is a track, basketball court, football or soccer or whatever you call it, a pool and so on. Then lastly there is the residential zone. The residential zone holds two large buildings. The teachers and students live in the same building, supposedly to help the teachers watch over their students. In the center of campus are two buildings. One is the infirmary and the other is the cafeteria," She explained.

"Ok, is there anyplace to buy stuff like clothes or food?"

"Yes. There is a town practically next door to the campus."

Spike nodded before they began to talk about random stuff to kill time. The ride took about five minutes and it stopped right in front of the front gate. He was surprised to see the twenty foot tall brick wall. He followed his escort from the carriage, taking his trunk with him, and through the front gate. From there one could see the entire campus. He could easily Identify each zone from what she had told him. The front gate wasn't higher than any other part of the campus, but each zone was distinctive. He could see that the administration building was the closest to the gate, with the residential buildings to the left and the academic building to the right while the athletic part of the campus was at the far end. When he turned to look back at the gate he was surprised to see that the brick walls that surrounded the campus was covered with odd writings and markings, like an enchantment.

"Spike, this is where we part ways. The students have yet to wake up and I need to return to my room and get ready for the day ahead. The dean's office is in the administration building. Catch you later," She said before waving her hand as she jogged away. That's when it hit spike, he hadn't asked for her name. With a shrug Spike headed off to the Administration office.

He let out a yawn as he approached the administration building, as the sun was getting higher and higher and he hadn't had any sleep. As he made his way into the building he found it mostly empty except for a few ponies here or there filling out paperwork. As he followed the signs to the dean's office he saw a few ponies look at him, but quickly returned to their work. When he was standing outside the dean's office he gave it a few solid knocks, hoping that the dean would be awake right now.

"Enter," Came a tired and annoyed female voice from the other side, but it was a voice that gave him deja vu.

Spike grinned widely as he definitely recognized the pony sitting behind the desk going through a stack of papers. "Cadance!" Spike said as he closed the door behind himself. He couldn't hold back a chuckle as he saw Cadance's head snap up.

"Spike!" She half-shouted as her mood brightened. "It has been too long. I thought you didn't arrive for another hour or two!" -before he had time to reply she held up a hand to stop him.- "Well, it doesn't matter now. Tell me, how's Aunt Celestia doing?" She asked as she got up from behind her desk to properly greet Spike.

Now that she wasn't behind the desk Spike could see just how much she had changed in the years since he'd seen her last. Unlike the mare from earlier Cadance was wearing a pink and red dress that hugged her curves, and the pale cerise alicorn had grown to an impressive 7 feet, which was 2 feet taller than him. Her multi-colored mane was now waist length. He could almost always tell her apart from the crowd as she was the only pony he knew to have mane comprised of violet, light rose and pale gold streaks. He thought she was beautiful before but with her now E-cup breasts she was irresistible. Hell, his dragonic hormones we're screaming at him to hurry over to her and fondle her, but he wouldn't for three simple reasons. One: That was very clearly sexual assault. Two: She was married and her husband would kick his ass, if his mother didn't beat Cadance's husband to the punch. And three: He just didn't see her in that kind of light.

"Mom's been doing great, or as great one can be when having to hear the royals bitch and moan about every little thing," He said eliciting a laugh from Cadance.

" Ahh yes, I do remember her sour face at the end of the day court once all the royals left,"

"I know. Speaking of mom, I'm guessing she had something to do with me getting a job here huh?"

"Actually not. Since the degree was signed as Spike Wyvern, Wyvern being a quite common name for a dragon, No one thought anything of it. Until I got a letter from aunt Celestia, I had no Idea it would be you to turn up. I can also surmise that since you didn't sign the degree with your REAL name you don't want anyone to know just who your mother is, correct?" She asked with a sly grin.

Spike nodded while scratching the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. "Yeah, it still makes me uncomfortable when people know i'm the adopted son of the solar princess, and thus treat me differently."

"I understand, but there may be someone here who already knows your relationship with the princess."

Spike froze at what she just said. There has always been two main reactions to the fact that he was Celestia's adopted son; Intrigue and disgust. If one was intrigued then they would hound him with questions, but if they were disgusted then they would try to kill him as dragons still weren't very well liked in Equestria and seeing one so close to the princess oh no!

"R-really? Who?" He asked, now visibly tense.

"You know the captain of the guard, my husband, Shining Armor? Well It's his little sister," She said with a smile.

It took Spike a minute to think. He had met Shining Armor before as Spike was Celestia's son, and he remembered being introduced to Shining's little sister but he couldn't remember her. He could remember the sound of her voice, the smell of her hair, but he couldn't for the life of him remember her looks or name. All he could remember was the color purple. Wait, purple?

That's when Spikes mind clicked and his eyes widened. "Wait, you mean Twilight Sparkle is here?" He asked a bit excited and started to bounce slightly. "Man, I haven't spoken to her in years. Not since she became so involved with her studies and devoted her entire time with being the best student Celestia could hope for. How's she doing?" He asked with the excitement equal to a dog who found it's favorite bone.

Cadance could only laugh at his antics. He may be almost an adult but he still acted like a kid. "Yes, she's here and she's the top of her class. Not that that should be too surprising. What's even better is that she's in your class."

Spike's excitement faded away quickly when he heard Cadance. "Um Cadance, about my job, I know I'm a teacher and all but what am I teaching? The job offer left that bit empty. I did find it odd, but I didn't question it."

"Well, One of our homeroom teachers have become too sick to continue working. She will be leaving the day after tomorrow. I wanted you here a couple days before she left so you could get some on the job training. Pretty much what your job entails is to help the students with unfinished assignments and the like. Mrs. Silvermane will teach you the more in depth parts. Class doesn't start for a few more hours, I can tell by the look on your face that you haven't had much sleep. Mrs. Silvermane should be awake, and may have already sent a student here to meet you and escort you to your room," She said before she began to walk over to spike.

"Thanks. Um Cadance?"

"Hm?" She hummed as she embraced spike, pulling his snout into her cleavage, which he didn't fight.

"Sorry for missing your wedding," He said having to look up to her, prying his snout from between her breasts. The memory of why he missed the wedding bringing his spirits down.

"It's no problem Spike. We both understood, and are saddened by what happened to you. I've never seen Aunt Celestia so upset before. Twilight still doesn't know why she left the celebration so early, and blamed her dancing of all things to have caused her to leave."

Spike's eyes widened and let out a hollow chuckle."Oh no, please tell me you're joking. Please don't tell me Twilight actually tried to dance that night."

Cadance could only laugh and nod to his question.

"By the name of the princesses, what was she thinking?" He asked, his mood lightened quite a bit. That was thing he loved about cadance, she knew exactly how to cheer him up.

"I honestly don't know," She said before releasing him from the hug. "So, how have you been holding up?" She asked nervously.

"I'm doing fine. The hallucinations aren't a deal anymore, well, a big deal anyways," He said with a smile before someone knocked on the door, preventing Cadance from replying to him.

"Enter," She said trying to seem like she did before he walked into the room.

Spike couldn't help but grin as he saw Twilight enter the room.

"Hello Cadance. You wanted me to meet the new teacher today?" She asked before she had even fully entered the room.

Spike couldn't help but admire how Twilight had developed since he last saw her. Her coat had retained it's mulberry color, and her mane now reached to the small of her back but she still had those bangs. He more than once found himself fiddling with the light purple and light raspberry streaks in her dark purple mane. Spike wasn’t at all surprised by her choice of clothing as she was wearing a blue sweater vest, a light purple button up T-shirt underneath that and she wore a pink and brown plaid A-line skirt. A pink and brown plaid A-line skirt and a light purple button up t-shirt and dark blue sweater vest combo, which did a decent job completing her librarian look.

He was so caught up in giving her a look over that he didn't notice that Twilight had said something to make Cadance laugh, which snapped him out of his daze.

"Twilight, this isn't another student, he's your new homeroom teacher," Cadance replied with a laugh.

"Really?" Twilight asked before looking spike over. "Why do I get the feeling that we've met before?" This made Cadance laugh even harder.

Spike let out a sigh and looked down. He hadn't changed THAT much... has he? Sure he was bigger but he still had the same fins, spikes and colored scales as before.

"Really Twi? I mean it has been years since we spoke last, but how many dragons do you know that are allowed into the Canterlot castle? And furthermore they are allowed to be near Princess Celestia so much?" He asked somewhat crestfallen that his first friend seemingly forgot him. Although he couldn't complain as he almost forgot about her.

Her eyes went as wide as dinner plates as the memory of who he was seemed to have hit her like a ton of bricks. "Spike!?" She asked with a hint of wonder in her voice. "You're the new teacher?" It didn't take long before she held up her hands in a stop motion. "Wait, hang on. How are a teacher? I'm older than you, by three years!"

"What can I say Twilight, I guess you rubbed off on me a bit during the little time we knew each other," Spike replied with a chuckle.

Twilight let out a sigh as she slowly came to terms with Spike, her junior of 3 years and friend from long ago, was going to be her new homeroom teacher. Needless to say that she didn't like it but she knew that Cadance wouldn't hire somepony who wasn't legally qualified for the job, family or not.

"Spike, are you going to be teaching a subject or tutor?" She asked with a sigh.

"Tutor maybe, but I'm not going to be teaching an actual subject, at least for a year or two. I may be good, but I'm not that good."

Twilight could easily accept his answer, and nodded. "Ok. Well, when you're ready I'll take you to see Mrs. Silvermane," she said before taking a step back.

"Spike, listen, before you go take today to rest up and go over the materials waiting in your room. Tomorrow you will attend the class as her assistant, so you can get see how the class is run. Wouldn't want to throw you into the shark tank without the knowledge to take the vest of meat off, now would we," Cadance said before giving him a gentle push towards the door.

Their walk across the campus was filled with some awkwardness. Spike was the first to break the silence as he wanted to rekindle their friendship, at least he thought themselves as friends all those years ago.

"So, Twilight, how have you been these last... What? Fifteen years?"

Twilight slowly turned to Spike. "Well, I graduated from the top of my class and then Princess Celestia suggested I enroll here. I was already going to enroll here, but hearing Princess Celestia suggest it made me a bit giddy."

"That's good and all Twilight, but I'm asking if you ever took my advice and opened up a bit more and got some friends?"

"Since we last spoke? No, well, not since I came here. If it wasn't for one party pony then I wouldn't even have friends here, I mean what kind of pony is that forceful to have you mingle?" Twilight asked rhetorically. Spike had to stifle a laugh as he could already see her going into 'rant mode'.

The rest of their walk was filled with Twilight talking about her various friends she had acquired here from the one called Pinkie Pie. Even if Twilight only had five friends right now he was happy as it was a start. She then turned her attention to menial things like certain incidents that happened when she was enrolled in high school. It would seem that after so long of no contact they could still easily be friends.

"Sorry, to have talked your ear off, but it does a bit of good to unwind like that," Twilight apologized as they reached the entrance to one of the residential buildings.

Up close the building looked a simple, but tall, apartment building. It was rectangular in shape, made of brick and it looked like each room had a small balcony. It was certainly one hell of an upgrade from a standard college dorm, at least from the outside. The inside was quite nice as well. The first floor consisted of a common room for the students. Twilight then explained that each floor belonged to a class along with the teachers.

Despite it being so early Spike had expect to have at least seen one student from the time he stepped foot on campus to entering the dorms, but he hasn't seen a soul.

"Each floor belongs to a class. Our class has floor seven," She said as she approached the two elevators. "The teacher's have their own room on the same floor as their class."

Spike could only nod and follow Twilight as he let out a yawn. Twilight remained silent on the elevator, and only spoke up once they reached their floor.

"So, how have you been since we last spoke?" She asked as she led him through the hallway.

"Oh you know. Aced the advanced placement tests and then went on to get my teaching degree. I mainly got the degree because mom practically ordered me to. Then I tried to get some part time work in Canterlot, but none of those lasted for more than a month for one reason or another," He replied. If he had been paying attention to the doors he would see the doors had either a name or a cutie mark on it, and some had two names. "Also, I'd appreciate it if you didn't let anyone know I'm Celestia's adopted son. There's a reason I signed my teaching degree as Spike Wyvern," He added in a hurried whisper.

"I understand," She told him. She knew that being related to the royal family in a predominately female school was not a good mix, especially if said teacher was male. "In any case, we're here," She said before knocking on the door at the end of the hallway.

"Hang on, hang on," came a feminine elderly voice from the other side. If the nameplate was anything to go by it was Mrs. Silvermane that was talking.

Twilight and spike waited for several minutes before they heard the door unlock and open. Spike was a bit shocked to see the unicorn mare in front of him. He was shocked because how old she looked and was still teaching. She must have been in her early 80s, and the average retirement for teachers in Equestria is about 60. Almost like she was reading his thoughts she cleared her throat to grab his attention.

"Now don't go and start day dreaming. I know I'm hot stuff for my age, but no need to drool," She joked with a laugh as she motioned for him to enter.

"Well Mr. Wyvern, this is where we must part ways. I have class to get ready for," Twilight said before heading back down the hall, presumably to her own room.

Mrs. Silvermane brought him over to the couch for him to sit down. "Today and tomorrow you'll staying in the same room as I. As for where you will sleep, if you can find a spot to get comfortable in you can take it. We can even share the bed if you like," She suggested with a playful wink. Spike's complex expression of horror and embarrassment must have been apparent on his face as the elderly teacher just laughed. "I was just joking. Kids nowadays are so fun to tease. Hey, take a look at me and take a swing at my age," She asked as she turned around for him like she was showing off an outfit on a catwalk.

Spike looked her over as he was told and was a bit impressed. Despite her age her coat was a vibrant blue while her mane looked almost like liquid silver. She was dressed in a simple dress with a pair of crescent moon glasses on her face and she had a modest C-cup. The only downside to her figure would be the many wrinkles she had. There was no nice way to put it, but spike couldn't find her sexually attractive. Then again why was he thinking like this when he should be guessing her age?

Spike shook his head to clear it of thoughts before answering. "Eighty-seven?" He asked, unsure by his own answer.

She chuckled and shook her head. "You're about seventy years short," She stated oddly proudly.

Hearing that she was around 150 made Spike's eyes go wide. "Seriously? How?" He asked. He knew that the average lifespan of a pony was about 90, but she lived 60 years past it.

"I'm a unicorn kid. I've found a few spells to slow my aging. Unfortunately it has led me to live longer than my husband, but that's how life is sometimes."

"I'm sorry about your husband."

"It's ok kid. These things happen. I've had fifty years to mourn his passing, and if my estimates are correct then I've got about a year or two left. That's if I don't die from a heart attack or something," She said before laughing.

"If you have that little time left then why didn't you leave to enjoy retirement earlier?" Asked spike a little worried about her wanting to stay so close to her final days.

"Kid, I love teaching others. Sure some of them can be a royal pain in the plot, but to me it's well worth it. That and if I did retire I'd have absolutely nothing to do but sit on my rear and twiddle my thumbs," She said with a smile. "It is good to know that the girls will be in good hands, or claws as the case may be. If someone's resume caught Cadance's eye at such a young age then they must have a gift."

"I see," Spike said, not really sure how to move the conversation forward, especially since he felt her logic in the latter half of her statement was flawed.

"Well, Anyways, I'm sure you're gonna want to get the paperwork out of the way today then meet the students tomorrow, huh?" She asked before pointing to a desk that had a good foot tall stack of paperwork on it. He knew he had to read some stuff, but this was insane. He was becoming a teacher, not reading over a bill to become a law.

His attention was turned back to Mrs. Silvermane as she laughed, seeing his crestfallen expression. "Don't worry kid. This may be a lot of paperwork, but it is by far the most you'll do in one go during your time here... Unless you say, informally punish a student."

"Well, that's one good thing at least," Spike said with sigh before yawning for the second time that morning.

"Ok, well, I'm going to let you get some shut eye. When you wake you can start on the paperwork. Don't worry about food, as I'll bring you something from the cafeteria during mealtimes. Try to stay in this room if you can. If you leave you might be assualted by some of the students then you'll never get you paperwork done, and you're gonna want to finish that paperwork by tonight," She said before heading back into her bedroom to get ready for the day.

As she went back to do whatever spike sighed and lay on the couch, tired from the uncomfortable train ride that lasted several hours and he was tired before he got on. He made sure his trunk was still locked and on the floor next to him before he got into a somewhat comfortable position on the couch and closed his eyes.

At last, some darn sleep...

Author's Note

Well, this is my first attempt at a MLP fanfic. I hope you all like it. If i'm missing any type of term that should be used instead (Ex. Plot instead of butt and hooves instead of hands.), don't be afraid to call me out.

PS. If you all have any suggestions on how this RP should go don't be afraid to voice it.
PPS. Sorry about if it doesn't exactly flow. Due to my schedule the first half was written while I was tired.

*Edit* I changed the descriptions of Cadance and Twilight.