Spike let out a sigh as he looked at the clock. Mrs. Silvermane had told him that it was normal for this next teacher to be a little late. When Spike asked why the teacher was late Mrs. Silvermane acted like she had forgotten something before telling him that it was normal for this teacher to be a little late, and not to get angry. Although Spike was fairly forgiving for someone being a few minutes late it wasn't something to be anxious about, and Mrs. Silvermane seemed like a mare who followed the same line of thought. So why was she anxious and why the advice?

Spike got his answer when the next teacher came in. The first thing Spike realized was that the unicorn stallion had a light pale blue coat with a beige mane. The next thing spike noticed was that he wasn't dressed like some Canterlot noble, who more often than not bought clothes with big price tags to show off, but the way he carried himself screamed high-self esteem. In the physical appearance department, it looked like he just got back from the spa or something as he had a light shine on his coat. Spike has seen that shine more than once on his mother and the shine didn't last more than a day.

Sure the stallion looked like he may possibly be a little Narcissistic, but everyone is to some degree. That brought up the question again as to why Mrs. Silvermane was so anxious. Spike would soon get his answer as the stallion clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes when he finally noticed Spike.

"Mrs. Silvermane, I understand that with your recent heart attack you want to feel more at home, but must you bring your pet lizard here?"

Spike froze when he heard the new teacher call him a pet lizard. It was just now that Spike had realized that there was tension in the air, and one could almost cut it with a knife.

"Mr. Road, He is not my pet and he is a dragon, not a lizard," Mrs. Silvermane corrected him, with occasional glances to Spike to see how he was fairing.

"Lizard, Dragon same thing. What's it doing here anyways?"

With that spike pushed his chair back and approached the rude stallion. "Mr. Road is it? My name is Spike Wyvern, And starting tomorrow I'll be taking over as the new homeroom teacher for this class," Spike answered as calmly as he could, with a strained smile on his face.

Mr. Road looked like he was smacked in the face by a fish. "Mrs. Silvermane please tell me that this is some form of joke," He asked with an expression of disgust.

Mrs. Silvermane let out a sigh at the other teacher's question. "Mr. Road, Dean Cadance had chosen him to be my replacement. If you have any complaints then take it up with her, but don't expect any support here. Personally I'm very satisfied with him being my replacement, and what about you?" She asked as she turned to the students, who've been quiet the entire time.

They all gave Mrs. Silvermane a resounding yes, in both meanings. The class's answer even surprised Mrs. Silvermane, who couldn't help but grin at that. "Well there you go," She said as she turned to Mr. Road smugly.

All the anger Spike was feeling build up had vanished as he watched Mrs. Silvermane knock the stallion down a peg or two. The stallion was also feeling the sting as he could only clear his throat and adjust his tie before grumbling something.

"Whatever. I'm going to start the lecture now. Page three hundred sixty-four!" He called out as he made his way to the blackboard.

Mrs. Silvermane grabbed spike's arm and brought him back over to the desk. "I'm surprised you handled that so well."

"Another five minutes of that and I wouldn't have," Spike explained as he sat back down in the chair.

"Really?" Mrs. Silvermane asked as she raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. He reminds me of all those a-holes back in Canterlot, he just seems more down to earth than them," Spike said as Mr. Road continued on with his lesson.

"That's probably because he is from Canterlot." This elicitated a sigh from Spike. "I know, but he is one of the few ponies here qualified to teach social science."

"Well, I can imagine that there aren't many ponies lining up to learn to teach a subject drier than the Sahara desert."

Mrs. Silvermane chuckled slightly at what spike said. "Sounds about right. The reason why Cadance even puts up with him is because he is one of the few willing to teach social science, and that his family is really caught up in the education system and can really fuck the school over if they get mad."

"If that's the case then wouldn't they try something since you shot him down pretty hard?" Spike asked a little concerned.

"If today wasn't my last day then they'd try to get me fired. They may be childish, but they are somewhat intelligent," Mrs. Silvermane clarified as she sat on the desk and watched the lesson.

"I see. So if I tried to talk to him like that they'd try to fire me then?" Spike asked as he turned to watch the lesson.

"Without a doubt. This prick believes ponies are above all other species. He is tolerant of gryphons but absolutely hates dragons, obviously. Because of his less than charming demeanor Dean Cadance refuses to give him a homeroom class of his own."

"I see."

At that both of them just watched the class and the students. While Mr. Road did seem a bit full of himself at times he was good at what he did, as far as Spike could tell. Mr. Road did insult the students when they got a question wrong, but they were only names like idiot and so on. That did aggitate Spike as it not only was very unprofessional, but he was just being a jackass. He would've probably done something if the entire class didn't seem to ignore the insults as they were. Even Mrs. Silvermane was unfazed by his insults.

Once the bell was about to ring Spike saw Mr. Road gather his things before quickly heading out of the room, but not before giving everyone an assignment which made everyone groan. Spike could see that even Twilight didn't like him as even she groaned at the assignment and if she was anything like her past self she took any assignment as a challenge, and she liked challenges.

"Ok, Now that that unpleasantness is over with, what's next?" Spike asked as he gathered his things from the desk.

"Well, now would be your free time. You want to go into town? You can. You want to watch over another class as a teacher's aide? You can. Want to go home and beat yo-"

"Don't finish that sentence," Spike spat a little fed up with her rather perverted lines.

Mrs. Silvermane only grinned and chuckled. "But you get my point. Do what you want within reason."

Spike let out a sigh as he stood up, the last of the students leaving the room. "Ok. Any suggestions on what there is to do around here, or what I should do tonight?" Spike asked.

"Well, I know you have some papers to look over so I recommend you head to the athletic part of campus, find some bleachers and read over them. That way you can get some work done and watch some eye candy," She suggested with a giggle.

Spike could only give her a dirty look at her remark. "Not funny. Besides, I'd rather not act like a pervert around the students."

"All joking aside they won't mind as you won't be the other one. Several other teachers have made it a bit of a thing to watch the various sports as they do some paperwork," She explained with a happy sigh.

Spike was silent for a minute before nodding. "Very well. In that case I will do just that. Don't want to spend my entire time up in my room."

"That's the spirit. Now If you don't mind I'm going to go talk to someone about a dress," She said before heading out of the door herself, but not before locking the door so when he shut it the room would be locked.

Spike stretched as he was left alone in the room. He picked up his things and went for the door when he stopped dead in his tracks. A strong shiver of fear ran up his spine. He turned around in a snap and saw it. The same figure that he saw earlier that day was standing behind the chair he was just sitting in. It just stood there staring at him. This wasn't the first time Spike had seen hallucinations like this, but something about this thing felt so unequivocally wrong. Spike felt like he was being watched, studied, by this shadow. Every fiber of his being was telling him to run for the hills, but he was too frozen in fear to move. However, as quickly as it appeared it had vanished, taking the feeling of fear with it.

Spike took a minute as he didn't realize that he was holding his breath. As he panted for a minute he began to wander if he needed to up the dosage of his medications. Once his breathing was under control he headed out of the classroom, trying not to run, and out to the athletic area of the campus.

Despite not having been inside all too long, since he was inside for the one class, the fresh air felt relaxing to him. He looked around for a minute before noticing some teachers by some bleachers near the track. When he got closer he noticed a couple of them as they waved him over, but they weren't all teachers.

"Hello there, Mr. Wyrven. Looks like Mrs. Silvermane told you about this? Our little get together?" Ms. Harshwhinny asked in a tone slightly softer than during class.

"Yeah. She recommended that I come here to read over some papers as the atmosphere was nice," Spike said.

"Eyup," Said a light red earth pony with a dirty blonde mane. Spike recognized her from his class. He couldn't see it from her being behind the desk, but she was built like a powerhouse, like you could hit her with a brick wall and she wouldn't be fazed. Now that his attention was on her he could take in what she was wearing. Her plaid shirt had no sleeves, presumably torn off, and her jeans had a few holes in them. It was a simple look but she looked good in it.

"Ah don't mind if a pony stares, but any longer and you'll have to buy me dinner," She joked.

Spike was thrown out of his mind when Macareina joked about his unintentional staring. "Sorry, but that wasn't my intent," Spike said as he held up his hands defensively.

Some of the teachers started to lightly laugh, which prompted Spike to let out a sigh as he came to the conclusion that she was poking fun at him.

"Sorry about that, but ah couldn't resist," Macareina said with a slight grin.

"It's no problem," Spike replied with a sigh.

"So how was your first day Mr. Wyrven?" Ms. Harshwhinny asked as she had picked up some papers, presumably assignments as she looked as though she was grading them.

"It was ok. Don't know how I'm going to handle Mr. Road after today," Spike said which made half of the teachers there groan just from hearing the name. "Is he really that bad? Mrs. Silvermane said that he was behaved like an ass in my class because I'm a dragon."

"When It comes to teaching the general subject of social science, he is pretty good. When it comes to him as a person however, he is severely lacking. He would be especially bed to you because you are what he hates, a dragon. To everypony else he's just insufferable," Ms. Harshwhinny responded and most ponies there gave some sort of agreement.

"Look on the bright side, you only have to deal with him every Mondays and Wednesdays," Macareina explained.

Spike gave Macareina a curious look, and she quickly picked up on it. "You do know that the schedule shifts right?"

Spike slowly shook his head as he began to think about the classes they had today. They had three core classes, but that number didn't seem right. "No I didn't. I still have some papers to look over, which is why I cam here," He explained, showing her the papers.

"Ahhh, ok. Well pick any spot you want and you can do your thing. You're free to stay here afterwards if you want," Macareina said before turning her attention back to the fields.

Spike nodded as he did so. Picking a spot, not exactly away from the group but enough to show that he wasn't comfortable in groups. He began to read the papers he had, wishing he would've read this first thing in the morning as it gave a breakdown of class schedules and his seating chart.

Monday

Literature
Mathematics
Lunch
Social Science
Elective

Tuesday

Physical Science
Physical Education
Lunch
Philosophy
Elective

Wednesday

Literature
Mathematics
Lunch
Social Science
Elective

Thursday

Physical Science
Physical Education
Lunch
Philosophy
Elective

Friday

Conditioning
Lunch
Elective

Spike was confused by Friday's schedule. He has heard of a few schools having block schedules, but Friday was a curveball. It may have been just him but he didn't think academies or universities didn't do half days. What's more, what did it mean by 'Conditioning'?

He decided to leave his questions for later. It was Wednesday so he had at least a day to get answers if he didn't get them tonight. He then moved to his Class's seating chart.

Fourth Row
Maud pie, Pinkie pie, Fluttershy, Zephyr Breeze, Twilight Sparkle

Third row
Limestone Pie, Marble Pie, Rainbow Dash, AppleJack, Rarity

Second row
Gilda, Sky Stinger, [Empty], [Empty], Macareina

First row
[Empty], Gabby, [Empty], Thunderlane, [Empty]

Spike smiled as he did his best to memorize the chart so he could call everyone by their name, rather than having to call them something like sport or tiger or something else that made him look like he was trying to hard. After this there was a sheet that explained some of the services around the campus. It mainly dealt with the electives as they needed people to practice on, so the price was cheaper than if done outside of campus. The services were things like massages, tailoring, mane styling and... furniture?

"Wait what?" Spike asked aloud as he read the services. ~Furniture? Like couches and coffee tables?~ He asked himself mentally.

"What is it?" Ms. Harshwhinny asked over her shoulder.

Not wanting to raise his voice he got up and moved towards her, sitting right next to her. "I'm looking these over" -Spike showed her the papers- "And it says here that one of the services is furniture. I'm a little confused at that."

Ms. Harshwhinny actually grinned slightly at his confusion, which didn't go unnoticed by spike. "It's as simple as it sounds. There is a construction class and they get extra points if they can make things for clients, such as furniture, jungle gyms and sheds. Now they can make couches and the like but if you want a bed then they can make the frame, but you have to get the mattress," She explained, her grin still on her face.

Spike had to admit that she had quite a bit of charm, when she dropped the resting bitch face she seemed to sport. "Sounds interesting. Sounds like you've bought from them before."

Ms. Harshwhinny chuckled at spike as she put her clipboard and papers down. "Almost every teacher here has bought from them. Be it just a chair or a bed frame, they do get more than a few orders. I have personally bought a few chairs and a desk from them before."

Seeing her relax a bit made Spike smile. "Ok, well..." Spike started. He wanted to continue the conversation but didn't know how.

The silence continued for a couple minutes, in which Spike watched the various sports that were going on around them. He soon spotted Rainbow Dash up in the skies doing cloud sprints with other Pegasi. He was surprised by how fast she was. He worked for the Wonderbolts for a time, granted he was just their gofer while they stayed in Canterlot for a few of their events, but in that time he was able to gain some skill in being able to tell who was a good flier or a bad flier. He could tell that she would fit in easily with them.

"Your social skills seem to be lacking," Ms. Harshwhinny stated, breaking Spike out of his trance. "I can tell you were searching for something to talk about," she added making spike blush a bit out of embarrassment.

"That obvious huh?" Spike asked to which Ms. Harshwhinny nodded. "Sorry about that. I'm not exactly and introvert, but I haven't had much practice with real people."

Ms. Harshwhinny nodded along as she listened to him. "Makes a fair bit of sense. If you don't practice you can't get good at it," She said as her grin faded. While she had stopped grinning she didn't exactly return to the look she had before, but a softer variant of it which still held her charm from before. "You seem normal enough when you're talking to others but it seems that when you want to just talk with others then you get awkward. Which brings up the question: Why haven't you had much practice?"

Spike let out a sigh as she nailed the nail on the head. She was definitely observant that's for sure. "This is getting old to tell people but I grew up in Canterlot, and the vast majority there are pony supremacists. That coupled with the fact that i'm like the ONLY dragon to be raised IN Equestira, AROUND ponies and NOT in Fillydelphia. Almost everywhere else I would be able to live a normal-ish life, but not in Canterlot. Getting called a racial slur for dragons every time I say 'Hello' is not a very good way to practice,"

Ms. Harshwhinny sat silently as she listened. "Yes, I can imagine Canterlot not being very good for non-ponies to grow up in."

"The only reason why i know as much as I do about my own kind is because I spent a couple months in Dragon Town, Fillydelphia. Good people and nice place," Spike commented as he remembered back to his visit to Dragon Town.

"If it was good then why didn't you stay there?" Macareina asked.

Spike looked over to Macareina and saw that she was leaning back a little so she could look back at him and Ms. Harshwhinny over her shoulder. "That's because my family is, unfortunately, in Canterlot and they can't exactly move," He responded. Macareina seemed content with that answer and smiled before nodding.

"I see. Well-" Ms. Harshwhinny was interrupted by her cellphone ringing. She quickly nabbed it from her pocket before answering it. "Yes? Wait what?" -Ms. Harshwhinny sighed as she rubbed the bridge between her eyes.- "Ok. Give me a minute," She said before hanging up and gathering her things. "Sorry but it looks like we'll have to end our conversation here. I have somewhere to be now," She said before quickly getting off the bleachers and headed towards the school.

Spike returned his attention back to the students and let his mind wander. He was a bit calmer than he expected to be this soon after getting hired. He normally would've been anxious a week after getting hired, but here? He was still a bit nervous but compared to the other times he was as calm as a midnight sea. He didn't know if he owed that to having some people he knew here or not, but he did know that his hallucinations sure as heck wasn't helping. The more he thought about his recent hallucinations the more his mind is brought back to the single shadow person he kept seeing. Until a month ago all of his hallucinations were a combination of auditory and visual bombardment of incoherent voices and shadowy figures. Then all of a sudden they all consisted of the single shadow figure and silence, but kept a consistent once a week pattern. Now he has had the hallucination three times in a week and twice in one day. The worst of it is the feeling Spike is getting from the single shadow person. It feels like he has seen it before, years ago, like some forgotten piece of his past that had come back to haunt him.

Spike let out an exasperated sigh as he rubbed his face. Not wanting to get to think much more and get stuck in his own head he gathered his things and began to make his way to his room. He didn't get too far however.

"Look out!" Someone shouted, making spike turn to see who shouted.

When spike looked to see who shouted his vision was blocked by grayish blue feathers and turquoise eyes. ~Feathers?~ Spike thought a mere second before he was knocked off his feet and slammed into the ground, blacking out. He didn't know how long he was out but when he came to there was a ring of people around him while a white mare with a pale pinkish mane was kneeling beside him, tending to him. His eyes were quickly drawn to the nurse's cap on her head. That's when the cogs in Spike's mind began to turn.

"What happened?" He asked as he tried to sit up, but was quickly overpowered by the nurse, who forced him to lay back down.

"Don't move. I'm the school's nurse, Redheart. A couple students collided with each other and fell. Unfortunately one of said students flew right into you. You seem to be in good shape. Don't blink-" She ordered as she shined a small flashlight into his eyes. "-do you feel ok?" She asked as she finally allowed him to sit up.

"Other than a slight headache I feel fine," Spike said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"The headache was probably caused by your head slamming into a rock when you were hit. Your head seems fine, but the rock is rubble now," She said as she slowly raised him to his feet. "And now?"

Spike moved around a little before stumbling slightly. "A little dizzy now but fine. How long was I out?" He asked as Nurse Redheart made sure he was standing up right.

"You were out for about twenty minutes. Now If the dizziness gets any worse come down to the infirmary or if you can't send someone to let me know. Now, GABBY!" She half yelled as a grayish blue gryphon appeared from the small crowd, which thankfully was dispersing. "You are to help Mr. Wyrven to his room since you are the one that flew into him.

"Ok Nurse Redheart," Gabby said as she felt a bit guilty for slamming into her teacher like that.

When Gabby took hold of Spike's shoulder he was able to get a good look at her. Yep, she was definitely the one who hit him as he remembered those grayish blue feathers and those turquoise eyes. He wasn't at all surprised to see her in her gym clothes, which consisted of a blue pair of shorts and a gray t-shirt. Once Nurse Redheart headed off back to the infirmary Gabby and Spike headed off to the dorms, with him holding his things.

"I'm in trouble aren't I?" Gabby asked as they neared the dorms.

Spike was surprised to see her break the silence that was hanging in the air since they left the sports area. "Why would you assume that?" Spike asked curiously.

"Well, I wasn't watching where I was going and I ended up slamming into you and hurting you," She said as her eyes wandered down to the grass as they walked.

"Hey, It was an accident. Besides, i'm a bit too dizzy to be peeved at you," He said with a slight chuckle. He was still a tad dizzy, which was no surprise to him as once they started walking he was even dizzier than he first thought. Thankfully the dizziness was tapering off.

"Really?" She asked as she turned her head to him, an expression of joy covering her face.

"Uh-huh," Spike answered simply.

"Thank you!" She exclaimed before pouncing him in a hug.

Now spike has never been hugged by a female, except for his mother, Celestia, and Cadance a time or two. So this obviously caught him off guard. He tried to take a step back but due to his current dizziness he fell to his ass, bringing Gabby down with him.

"Whoa! Gabby, what's all this about?" Spike asked with a chuckle as he looked to the sky with a grin on his face.

"Sorry, it's just that I can't afford another strike," She said with her arms still around him.

What she said made Spike drop his grin as he looked at Gabby. Much to his surprise, due to the fall, Gabby went from hugging his shoulders to hugging his stomach. That's when he became conscious of the feeling of two soft mounds pushing into his waist. He had to quickly look away and take a deep breath to clear his mind, to prevent perverted thoughts from entering his mind too soon.

"Gabby, Why can't you afford another strike?" He asked sternly. He remembered that this school only allowed you to get two strikes, with the third strike getting you expelled. He could feel Gabby shift uncomfortably before getting off him. She was now on her knees as she fiddled with her claws.

"Um well... That's... uhh..." She mumbled as she now look ashamed.

"Gabby," Spike said sternly as he sat up straight from his laid back position.

"It's not as bad as it sounds... it's just... um..."

"Gabby!" Spike nearly growled as he was beginning to get aggitated.

Gabby whimpered before letting out a sigh. "Last year during my heat I may have accidentally beat up a few ponies for trying to get into my pants," She said as she gently bit her finger as she looked away.

Spike let out a sigh and let his anger vanish. She looked so cute with her finger in her beak like that, so much so it made him smile a bit. "Ok, help me to my room and let's talk about it," He said as he tried to stand up, only to quickly be aided by Gabby.

There was a bit of an awkward silence in the air as they made their way to the elevator. It didn't help that more than a few students stared at them. Earlier Spike felt somewhat uncomfortable with all the staring, but now with his arm around Gabby and her arm around him he couldn't help but be embarrassed. He knew why she was doing it and that the act was purely innocent, but to others it may look like the two are rather close. Thankfully that lasted until they were in the elevator and were heading up to their floor.

Mrs. Silvermane as standing in the hallway beside the door that lead to the teacher's room when the elevator opened. Her face seemed to drain as she saw Spike, but her expression changed from shock to worry as she saw Gabby helping him walk.

"Spike!" She said rather loudly as she began to make her way over to the duo.

"Hey Mrs. Silvermane," The two said in unison as Mrs. Silvermane stopped in front of them.

"What happened?" She asked with worry in her voice.

"I accidentally flew into him and knocked him out. Nurse Redheart told me to help him back to his room," Gabby explained with a nervous smile.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy," Spike added in.

Mrs. Silvermane sighed as she rubbed her eyes. "Ok, Gabby,If you can take him to your room. HIS room is still being worked on," She responded.

It took Gabby a second to go from a confused expression to a surprised one. "Ok. I'll keep him occupied until the 'workers' leave," She said before guiding spike to her room.

Spike was a bit surprised that there were people working on the room. He didn't remember anything in the papers he read about there being a mandatory renovation for each new teacher, and he doubted they would renovate his room for the heck of it. It wasn't until he was standing in front of a door with the name Gabby written in golden letters that he realized that Mrs. Silvermane told Gabby to take him to her room.

"Wait, is this appropriate?" He asked as his face flushed a little. He felt really awkward entering a female's room at the moment.

"What's wrong? Never been in a girl's room before?" She asked as she opened the door and guided him in.

"Well, there's that but I'm your teacher."

That made Gabby laugh as the door closed. "If anything that would make this more appropriate, as where would you tutor us if we asked?"

That comment made Spike shut his mouth as his mind went to work. "Umm, my room?" He asked somewhat doubting his own answer.

"And how would that be more appropriate?" She asked with a grin.

Spike thought for a moment before giving a sigh of defeat.

"See? Besides, you act as if we were coming in here to do something naughty," She said before setting him on the couch.

"Good point. Now, back to what we were discussing before coming up here," He said, obviously wanting to talk about her altercations with those stallions from last year.

Gabby let out a sigh as she stood up and began to pace, obviously a bit nervous. "Ok. Well, you see, every female her is given a choice during heat-"

Spike held his hand up to stop her. "I already know about the heat suppression pills," He said wanting to get passed the talk about the pills every female here is given whenever they go into heat so they don't become exceedingly horny and try to lay anything with the proper 'equipment'. It did nothing for the female's raised fertility from their heat, but it repressed the urge. It was also only mandatory if one couldn't control themselves during their heat if off the pill.

"Ah, ok. Well I was on the pill and some guys here know that some don't use the pills and so they're supposedly an easy lay. Apparently there was a rumor around that I opted out of the pill, and they wanted to have some fun with me. When I said no they began to get forceful. Now they didn't get physical but they did kind of get me to a secluded spot that I couldn't get out of. Since I really didn't feel safe there and they wouldn't let me leave without satisfying them, I took the only option present to me, and beat them up," She explained a light blush on her face, a little embarrassed talking about such a subject with her male teacher.

"And that netted you two strikes?" Spike asked in disbelief.

"Well... It wasn't just once. it was four times. Each time the dean only gave me half a strike."

That didn't sound like Cadance. The Cadance he knew wouldn't have given her a strike to begin with. Something was up. either Gabby wasn't being entirely truthful, or Cadance was dealing with some crap from Canterlot scumbags.

"Ok, Gabby. Tomorrow, I will go talk to Cadance about getting your strikes revoked. If something like that happens again then come to me first and I'll accompany you to Cadance's office," He said before watching Gabby's face slowly light up.

"Really?" She asked with stars in her eyes.

"Yes," Spike said simply before being tackled by a greyish blue blur.

The couch actually rocked back but fell back onto it's legs before reaching it's tipping point. Spike could assess what was happening only after the couch returned to it's normal position. Gabby was siting in his lap, breasts pushed up against him and she was rubbing the side of her head against his while saying 'Thank you' over and over again. He knew that if he was in her position he'd be thankful too, but he was highly doubtful that he'd be THIS thankful. He had to get her out of his lap and soon. His mind was saying no, no, no while his body was saying yes, yes, yes.

Thankfully before things could possibly escalate the door opened up, making Spike turn his head to the door. He saw Twilight there staring wide eyed at him and Gabby. Whatever arousal Spike's body was building up disappeared in almost an instant as he saw the fires of rage behind Twilight's eyes.

"Twilight!" Spike started as his voice cracked "It's not what it looks like I swear!" He said as he felt Gabby continue to rub his cheek with her's.

"Oh really?" Twilight asked with a hint of venom in her voice, as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Yes really," Spike said as he began to try and pry Gabby off.

"Then tell me, what am I looking at if not my underage teacher trying to get it on with one of his students?" She asked bluntly with even more venom than her last sentence.

Spike sighed in defeat as he couldn't pry Gabby off him. Sure Dragons were more powerful than other races, but Gabby apparently worked out and he didn't. "Look." He started as he explained the situation to her in detail.

Twilight seemed a little on edge after listening to him. She simply nodded before letting her arms drop to her side. "Ok, ok," She said before walking over to Gabby and tapping her on the shoulder. Gabby just now realized that the two weren't alone and got off her teacher.

"Question Twilight: Why did you come in here anyways?" Spike asked curiously.

"Well, your room is done now. Mrs. Silvermane wanted me to get your opinion on the new bed and new living room," She answered without missing a beat.

Spike nodded and got up thinking he was ok to walk by himself. Him nearly falling over after a couple steps said otherwise. It wasn't as bad as before but it was still annoying. Gabby once again was at his side, but this time Twilight took Spike's unattended side. That caught both Spike and Gabby off guard, but they payed it no mind as they guided Spike to his room.

"Surprise!" Came the near deafening roar that nearly knocked Spike over as he entered his room. His room was definitely an odd sight to him as he wasn't too used to parties. There was a banner with gold letters that read 'Welcome!', confetti was in the air, there were balloons everywhere and he could see a large cake in the kitchen. It took him a few seconds to take it all in before a pink pony with an equally pink and puffy mane began to bounce in front of him.

"Whereyouexcitedthatlookonyourfacesaysthatyouare!MynameisPinkiePieandIjustwantedtosaywelcometoourschoolandIhopeyouhaveagoodtimeteachinghere!" She exclaimed as she grabbed his hand and shook it so vigorously that his whole body was vibrating. He was so caught off guard that he barely noticed that she was wearing a dark pink camisole and a pair of blue shorts that ended halfway down her thighs.

She soon left him to quickly grab a drink from a punch bowl that was on the coffee table. Spike took the time to stop his hand from vibrating and turned to Twilight and Gabby, but they beat him before he could utter a word.

"That was Pinkie Pie. She has always been, and always will be a bundle of energy," Twilight answered.

"Ok, now, you know I'm not much for parties, so what should I do?" He asked before Pinkie Pie grabbed him from behind and began to drag him around.

"If you don't know what to do then mingle!" She said with a large grin before placing him on the couch.

Spike's mind was still reeling from what pinkie had said, trying to decipher what she had said, before she grabbed him. Now he was on the couch and even more confused. He looked around and saw that everyone was talking with each other, except for Gabby who seemed to be getting one of Twilight's lectures. It wasn't until he felt someone pull on his jacket's arm that he looked to his left to see Fluttershy sitting there, who was dressed in a green turtleneck sweater, and a light brown ankle length straight skirt.

"Oh! Hello... Fluttershy, right?" He asked remembering her name from when she was called for a question during the first period.

Fluttershy smiled and nodded as she tried to hide behind her mane. Spike found that kind of cute, but if she was as shy as she led on to be then he was surprised that she was able to sit here. "Do I make you uncomfortable?" Spike asked curiously, trying to make some conversation.

"No," she practically whispered. Because it was so quiet Spike couldn't tell if there was stress behind her voice or not.

"Then why don't you look at me?"

Fluttershy froze for a minute before speaking. "I believe you are a good dragon, but mature dragons still scare me," She replied just as quietly before.

"I see. No helping that I guess. I can only hope that over the course of the year you'll start to lose that fear with me being your homeroom teacher and all," He said with a smile.

He tried to get up, not wanting to make her any more nervous than need be, but was stopped when she put a hand on his shoulder. A small and gentle tug was all that was needed for Spike to sit back down. It was obvious to him that she wanted to talk, but he didn't know what about.

"Any questions?" He asked as he tried to get the ball rolling.

"Did you really nibble on Twilight's mane?" She asked as she turned her head a little. It wasn't much but it was enough for Spike to see one of her cyan eyes.

Her question made Spike groan as he rolled his head back with on of his hands covering his eyes. "Applejack told you, didn't she?" He asked, not moving from his position.

"Yes."

Spike let out a sigh before regaining his earlier posture. "Yes I did. Why?" He asked not meaning to sound a little aggitated.

Fluttershy let out a small 'eep' when he turned to her, waiting for her answer. "I-i th-thought it w-was cute," She answered, obviously getting a bit nervous.

Spike did a double take of her answer. Cute? He remembered both Cadance and Celestia laughing when they found out, and both he and Twilight found it embarrassing. Not once had he ever heard the word cute associated with that.

"I'm sorry, but cute? How so?" He asked, his tone having softened considerably.

Fluttershy almost did a double take herself at how fast his tone seemed to have changed. "Um... I think it's cute because it seems like you two really get along. Like puppy love!" She said in a normal tone.

The confidence in how she talked during that sentence made Spike blush out of complete embarrassment. Spike consequently let out an involuntary whimper before speaking. "Don't say puppy love. The act is embarrassing enough, without that label."

"What's embarrassing?" Rainbow dash said as she spoke up from behind the two.

Fluttershy made a small 'eep' as Spike quickly turned to he could see Rainbow dash standing behind them. Spike instantly knew she was rainbow dash as she was the only pony in his class that had a rainbow mane, and Mrs. Silvermane called her by name during the morning period. The track suit she was wearing didn't surprise him at all, what did catch his interest though was that the colors were inspired by the Wonderbolt's colors.

"Oh, it was nothing, right Fluttershy?" Spike asked, his blush betraying his words.

"uh-huh," Was all she said as she tried to hide her face again, but from this angle Spike could see a faint blush on her cheeks.

Rainbow dash grinned widely as she could easily see through their lies. "Oh I doubt that. Does this have something to do between you and Twilight?" She asked bluntly.

Spike wanted to lie and say no, but his brief sputtering only told Rainbow what she wanted to hear. She began to crack up on the spot. Her laughing only fueled both Spike's and Fluttershy's blushes even more. After a few apologies, while still laughing the three got to talking.

"You know, I expected you to be a bit more dragon-like," Rainbow dash said bluntly as she hovered in the air above the coffee table.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Spike asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh you know. I expected you to have come here with a horde of gems, have bulging muscles and want to prove you're the top dog around here."

Spike gave her quite the dirty look before answering. "You have a very low outlook on dragons don't you?" Spike asked as his agitation was made apparent by his tone. He eventually sighed before waving off his remark. "I can't entirely blame you though. I'm like the only dragon outside of Fillydelphia, and those who come from the badlands aren't exactly good representation. Is that how all dragon used to act? Yes. Is that how all dragons act now? No. Heck, there are even some cities in the badlands that are filled with dragons who don't fit into the dragon stereotype... Well, They still horde gems, but otherwise they don't fit," Spike explained.

"Really?" Fluttershy asked.

"Yep."

"Hey, in class you talked about the three kinds of dragons, can any of them walk on clouds?" Rainbow dash asked.

Spike nodded to her answer. "Yes, but it's not what one would think. Sky dragons cannot walk on clouds, like pegasi can. Only us Enchanted dragons can. The weird thing is, is that we don't need a spell or anything. We can walk on clouds naturally and I don't know why."

"Well, aren't we getting well acquainted!" Pinkie said while getting quite giddy.

"Hey Pinkie!" Rainbow dash said with a smile.

"Heya Rainbow dash!" Pinkie returned before hugging Spike from behind, her arms wrapping around his shoulders. "Sorry about what I said In class today," She apologized as she brought her head next to Spike's.

"That's fine Pinkie, but I think you should apologize to Twilight first," Spike suggested as he leaned his head away slightly as he looked at her with wide eyes.

"Oh I did. It was when we were setting up this party for you!" She said as she inched her face closer to his.

"Pinkie, if you're going to hold onto me like this much longer then we're going to have to go on a date first," Spike teased with a shaky smile, earning a chuckle from Rainbow dash.

Pinkie didn't hesitate to grin ear from ear and giggle. "From what I heard Gabby was much closer than I and you didn't ask a date from her," She teased right back, earning a heavy blush from Spike.

"Oh-ho?! Pinkie do tell" Rainbow dashed said with a large grin.

"How about I show you?" Pinkie said with a smile. By this point Fluttershy was blushing slightly, which grew massively when Pinkie jumped over the back of the couch and landed in Spike's lap. That action even caught Rainbow dash off guard. "Now I believe she was rubbing the side of your head with hers," She whispered into Spike's ear. He was now sporting a blush that spread from ear to ear.

"P-pinkie," Spike started, but was silenced by pinkie placing a finger on his lips.

"If it's a date you want first, then it's a date you'll get," She said with a happy smile before hopping off his lap. "Let me know when you want that day by Monday, ok?" She said before heading to chat with some other students.

Spike looked at Rainbow dash who was now sporting a hard blush and was now on the ground. When he looked over to Fluttershy she was now sporting a blush somewhere between Rainbow dash's and his.

"Is that within the norm for her?" Spike asked as he tried to calm down.

Fluttershy didn't move as Rainbow dash slowly shook her head. "This is a first for her. I mean she is pretty crazy, in a good way, but something like this is new to me. I'll catch you two later," She said before leaving.

"Fluttershy, I'm sorry but I'm going to hang out on the balcony for a bit," He said before doing just that. Pinkie had really messed with his mind. Whether or not she was kidding about the date he would have to find out, but for now the brisk cooling air out on the balcony would have to work to cool him down. Thankfully his Dizziness had all but disappeared. He was still a little wobbly, but could walk on his own now.

"Pinkie, are you serious about that?" Rainbow dash asked with a concerned look.

"About what?" She asked as she grabbed a piece of cake.

"About that date with our teacher."

"Oh that? I sure am!" She said before downing the piece of cake in one bite.

"Why?"

"Why not?" Pinkie responded as her head cocked to the side.

Rainbow was stumped by her friend's response. Sure there was nothing really wrong with it, but it still felt wrong. "Because we just met him!"

"So."

Rainbow dash was stumped again as she tried to comprehend Pinkie's lack of logic. "What?"

"Dashie, you think that we're going on a date, that means we'll end up in the same bed. What's wrong with going on a date to get to know someone better? It doesn't have to end in fun under the sheets," Pinkie explained.

Rainbow dash thought for a second before relenting. She was right. It may not end up with them in the same bed, heck it probably won't end with them in the same bed. She was just jumping to conclusions, and felt a bit guilty thinking her friend was that easy.

"Sorry Pinkie," Rainbow dash apologized.

"No problem. Although I'd be lying I didn't wonder what that would feel like with him. That's assuming the date goes well. Twilight has first dibs though since she's known him the longest," Pinkie said, earning a sigh from Rainbow dash.

"Pinkie, you never cease to confuse me."

"Then don't think about it," She said happily before skipping into the living room.

Rainbow dash could only sigh and back into the living room with her friend.

"The cold air is nice, is it not?" Asked a voice from behind spike.

He turned to see a unicorn mare with a curly purple mane and a white coat. She was wearing a black waterfall style top with a matching knee-length pencil skirt. He remembered from the classroom and he tried to remember her name from the seating chart.

"Rarity, right?" Spike asked.

Rarity nodded to his question. "Yes, Darling. I must admit that I had the same thoughts about you as Rainbow dash did," She said but continued before spike could say anything. "But during your conversation you have proven those beliefs wrong, so I must apologize. For my unjust beliefs and for eavesdropping," She said, surprising Spike with not only that she was apologizing but that he was just now noticing her tone. She sounded like upper class, but didn't act like she was from Canterlot which he was thankful for.

"No problem," he said before looking out to the sunset before something hit him. "Wait a minute... How much did you hear?"

"Well, I know that you have a date with Pinkie Pie sometime within the next week," She said with a smile, making Spike groan and blush.

"Is she being serious about that?"

"As unpredictable as she Is, I would have to assume that she is being serious about this. I do have to ask: Do you have anything appropriate to wear?"

Spike took a second to answer her. "I have A casual outfit, and this is my only suit. The other one I have is a bit run down," He said before turning to Rarity who had a disapproving look on her face.

"Meet me in the fashion classroom once the main classes end tomorrow," She practically ordered. "I'm going to make you a few clothes."

Spike waved his hands in front of him at her offer. "There's no need to go tha-"

"Darling, I insist. A date, no matter how casual must be at a bare minimum a little romantic or fashionable. Nothing from the rack can compare to clothes that are designed with you in mind," She stated strongly.

Spike could feel that he wasn't going to win this battle so he simply nodded to her request. He also got the feeling that she was a bit of a romantic at heart.

"Ok. I'll go with you during the extra curricular classes," Spike said, earning a smile from Rarity.

"Thank you, now if you don't mind I must excuse myself. I have some designs to draw," She said before leaving the balcony and to her room.

Spike let out a sigh as he was left on the balcony alone. "Am I going to survive this school?" He asked before pulling the scroll from Celestia out of the internal pocket of his jacket.

Dear Spike

I am so happy that Cadance had hired you. I wanted to let you know that I am working on a way to get your temporary teacher status extended, but it doesn't look too good. I'm sorry to say that you may have to reveal your true Identity within the month. I know that's not what you want to hear, but it's the truth. I will see you soon, on your 18th birthday. Until then stay safe, and try not to break any rules. Love, your mother

Spike smiled as he read the letter.

"A letter from your mom?" Twilight asked as she leaned against the railing next to Spike.

"Yep... This sucks," Spike said as he let out a sigh.

"Hmm?" Spike said nothing but handed her the letter. After a minute Twilight rolled the letter back up. "Are you going to be ok?"

"Yeah, but I can't imagine what everyone'll do when they find out. For what? Ten years? I've used an alias. Not much of an alias, but an alias nonetheless. It's not that I wanted to distance myself from my mom, but I don't want people to think less of her for raising a dragon. You know how the canterlot nobility can be," Spike said as he rubbed his eyes.

"I know each of them pretty well, but as for how they'll act... I don't know," She said before hugging him from the side. "But know this; come what may, I won't abandon you. Not again," She said, still holding him close with one arm around his shoulders.

"Again?" Spike asked a bit confused. "When did you abandon me before?"

"Remember all those years ago when we would work on your homework together? Well, I've been thinking and my actions have not been that of a friend, and you were my first friend. I just simply cut off everyone when I got serious with my studies. I faintly remember receiving a few letters from you, but I just pushed them aside and continued to study. A true friend would've put time aside for friends. I know you couldn't exactly go out to make friends and I knew I was your only friend, but I just pushed you aside like everything else. Could you ever forgive me?" She asked with pleading eyes.

Spike couldn't help but to smile warmly at Twilight. "Twilight, my life has not been easy. I try to learn from my mistakes and when mother would drop by to see how I was doing she would teach me a thing or two. One thing I've learned so far is that a true friend can forgive a friend for their mistakes and their faults. So of course I forgive you," He said before receiving another hug from twilight.

"Thanks Spike. I needed to hear that. Maybe tomorrow after school we can catch up?" Twilight asked with a hint of hope in her voice.

"Yeah, I'd like that a lot Twilight," Spike said with a smile before giving Twilight a hug.

"Oh my..."

Both Twilight and Spike went wide-eyed as they looked at the balcony door, only to see Fluttershy there blushing furiously.

"If I'm interrupting something-"

"Not at all Fluttershy," Twilight said with a heavy blush as she pulled away from Spike, who was also heavily blushing. "Was there something you wanted?"

"Well, Gilda wanted to thank Spike,"

"Thank me for what?"

"Gabby told her that you intend to talk to the dean and see about getting her strikes revoked," Fluttershy explained.

"Making a name for yourself already huh?" Twilight teased, much to Spike's embarrassment.

"Oh quiet you," Spike shot back with a grin. "So, where's Gilda?"

"About that, she wanted you to come to the classroom early tomorrow so she could thank you. She has some homework to do tonight so she couldn't come right now," Fluttershy explained.

"Spike nodded with a sigh. Ok then," Spike said before letting out a yawn. "By Luna's Fetlocks... How long does Pinkie's parties last?" Spike asked aloud.

"Oh, most are already leaving," Fluttershy answered.

"Ok, thank you Fluttershy," Spike said before watching her leave.

Without warning he felt a pair of lips connect with his cheek, making him go wide-eyed. He didn't have time to recover as Twilight embraced him in another hug. He couldn't help but to hug her back.

"It's good to see you back Spike," Twilight said as she rested her head on his shoulder.

After a minute Twilight broke from the embrace with a blush but smiled. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow," He said before watching Twilight leave his balcony. His brain was turning before something hit him. "Cadance. I'm going to hurt you if the spark was between me and Twilight and you didn't tell me," Spike said with a chuckle. Seeing as it was getting late and he needed to wake up early tomorrow he decided to turn in for the night. He took the couch as tonight was Mrs. Silvermane's last night here.

Author's Note

Sorry that took so long. For some reason the scene with Mrs. Harshwhinny just took it out of me.

I'm also sorry for these short author's notes as I don't really know what to put in them and I've never used anything like this before coming here.

Lastly, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. My longest chapter I have ever written... Well, Published anyways.