Spike grumbled as his alarm went off. He flailed his arm around in the direction of the noise, agitated that it had disturbed his peaceful sleep. After a minute he managed to find the digital alarm. He was tempted to smash the damn thing but knew better, as he'd have to be the one to clean up the mess and he'd then have to buy a new clock. He begrudgingly got up and headed for the shower. He didn't want to wake up so early, but he remembered that Gilda wanted to thank him for what he was going to do for gabby.

After the shower he donned the same classic black suit he wore yesterday. He smiled as he saw Mrs. Silvermane still asleep in the bedroom. He felt an odd sense of pride as he woke up before her. He quickly found the classroom's keys and left a note to the former teacher so she wouldn't panic if the keys went missing. She had spoken to him last night about saying goodbye to the class one last time in the morning before heading off to the train station.

~My word.~ He thought to himself as he made his way accross the campus grounds. Unlike yesterday morning, which was quite alive with activity, it was nearly a graveyard now. The only things awake besides him were a few hoots from owls in the nearby forest and the chefs who are just turning up to the kitchen to get everything ready for the day.

Spike wasn't at all too surprised when he found the classroom door was locked. This was the reason why he had grabbed the keys after all. He didn't have to wait long as by the time he sat down in the teacher's chair a knock came from the door.

"It's unlocked," Spike called out, only to hear the knocking again. "It's... open..." He started as he looked to the door, only to see it open and nobody was there.

The knocking returned, but louder this time. That's when it hit him that the knocking wasn't coming from the door, but from all around. He began to panic, knowing that he was hallucinating the sound. Soon the knocking stopped, but the feeling of a presence took it's place. Spike spun around as he stood up going wide-eyed as he saw the familiar shadow figure standing behind the teacher's chair. Spike backed up until there was a good 2 yards between the two.

"Who are you?" Spike asked aloud. He didn't know why he was talking to it as it was a hallucination.

The shadow figure simply stood there stock still as if it was analyzing Spike, at least that's what Spike thought it was doing. Spike didn't know why he felt like it was alive. None of the other hallucinations to date had this feeling.

"Just go away!" Spike nearly yelled at the figure, his panic starting to take over.

"Here I thought I had problems," came a voice from Spike's right. He spun around and saw a female gryphon standing in the doorway. She had white feathers and a tanish coat. What really caught his attention was that the tips of the feathers on her head had a pale purpleish-pink color to them. He didn't know if it was natural or not, but it went well with her black leather jacket, dark red tank top and Jeans that had holes in the knees. She pulled the punk look together well.

"Ah, Gilda, sorry you had to see that," Spike said, guessing she was Gilda as he remembered her face from class, and she was the only person who had reason to come here this morning. He doubted student would come to class this early voluntarily... Except for Twilight on exam day. She was the one exception.

"Yeah... Want to tell me what that was about?" Gilda asked with a hint of confusion in her voice.

Spike sighed as he grabbed one of the desks and brought it over to the teacher's desk. He motioned for her to sit before before seating himself. Spike was not looking forward to this talk, and only expected to talk to Twilight about this. At least he could use this as a bit of a practice run for Twilight. With Twilight he'd go into detail, but for Gilda he'd have to be vague to better protect his identaty... for now.

"Several years ago, I was attacked in Canterlot. I don't remember much about the attack as one of them went to town on the back of my head with a metal instrument." -Spike turned around so Gilda could see the back of his head, especially the scarring there.- "You see the scales that are a slight shade lighter than the others? Well, those are the scarred scales. He didn't do too much damage, but it was enough to break the scales and to crack my skull. If I was a pony my head would've been caved in," Spike explained before turning back around to face Gilda, who was now wide-eyed. "Anyways, I survived but I suffered a traumatic brain injury, or TBI for short. I spent the next year relearning to walk. The other consequences of the TBI was, and still is, Hallucinations and somewhat muted colors. The hallucinations have been declining, but recently they've started back up with a new pattern."

Gilda was still a bit wide-eyed as she listened to his story. "Damn. You've been through a lot. I do have a question though. If you were in such a bad state, how'd you get your teaching degree?"

Spike smiled at her question. "One; Just because my legs didn't want to work properly doesn't mean I couldn't read a text book. Second; My teaching degree is fairly recent. Almost a year old if i'm being honest," he said with a smug grin.

"Ok, so you were hearing a hallucination earlier?" Gilda asked with a smile.

"Yeah. Had two yesterday. It's really been amping up this week," Spike said before letting out a sigh.

"Oh, yeah? Well, maybe my thank you can help you relax," She said before getting up and closed in on spike.

Spike was a little confused by Gilda's words, but quickly smartened up when he saw her closing the distance between them with a somewhat hungry look in her eyes. He tried to get up, but was quickly pushed back into the seat by the female gryphon. Before he could do or say anything Gilda jumped into his lap, in the same position as Gabby and Pinkie pie. Spike was blushing heavily at this point as unlike Gabby who was innocent in her actions and Pinkie who was teasing him, Gilda seemed a bit more lustful.

Spike didn't move as he was in a bit of shock. He did not expect this kind of situation to happen when he woke up today. Gilda brought him out of his thoughts when she licked his neck, which made a shiver run down his spine. Spike let out a gasp which made Gilda grin. She didn't stop there as she began to nibble on his ear fins. She was teasing him and his body was responding in a natural way.

"Feels like someone is getting into the mood," She teased as she could feel Spike pitching a tent in his pants, which she was grinding against.

Spike was doing his damnedest to stem his rising arousal, but was losing the uphill battle. He did his best to stifle a moan, but Gilda heard it loud as day.

"Hey Mr. Wyrven, I can satisfy your urges, just give me the word. Afterwards, you must promise me something. Later, when you talk to the dean, you tell her that Gabby assaulted you yesterday. Don't even talk about her past strikes. She's got her hopes up right now and I want to see... her... depressed?" Gilda said in a questioning tone at the end as she felt his tent vanish faster than it appeared. When she looked into his eyes she knew instantly what was wrong; Spike was mad.

"Gilda. Off. Now," Spike growled as smoke began to billow out of his nose.

Gilda got off Spike as if he was red hot. "What's wr-"

"Quiet!" Spike barked. "I am far from perfect. I am greedy sometimes, I can be dense sometimes, I probably lie more than I should and I have even stolen more than a few things in the past. I may have done some things I'm not proud of, but one thing I will NEVER do is go back on my word. I told Gabby that i'll talk to Cadance about getting her strikes revoked, and I will do so," Spike half-growled.

"From what I've seen she'd be willing to do anything to get her strikes removed. Just Imagine how you could corrupt her if you give her another strike and give her a chance to remove it," Gilda suggested with a grin.

Spike was now furious as flames were now spouting out of the side of his mouth. "Do not insult me Gilda," Spike growled as he stood out of his chair. "I'm doing this because those strikes are bullshit. I know it, you know it and everyone else who fucking knows about them knows it! I'm just doing what's right and I don't expect, nor want, anything in return. And as the Princesses as my witnesses I will not corrupt people in such a fashion, nor will I trade favors for sex." It had been so long since Spike was so damn angry. He could tear Gilda's head off and not think twice.

Giggling could be heard from Gilda, but she wasn't laughing. Gilda may have been smiling warmly, which was quite the turn around of her attitude earlier, but she wasn't giggling. His confusion was clearified when Gilda pulled her phone of her pocket and saw from the screen that she was connected with someone. The giggling rang out once more, but this time he began to recognize the voice and noticed that it came from the phone.

"So, Gabby. What do you think?" Gilda asked. Spike still couldn't quite comprehend what was going on, but his confusion was putting out his anger.

"Looks like I win! I told you he could be trusted," Gabby said through the phone. It only now hit him that Gabby heard him and his past. This realization made him go slack-jawed.

"Yeah, yeah. After class we'll talk about my end of the bet," She said before hanging up, but not before Gabby began to laugh.

At this point Spike's confusion had nearly wiped out his anger. He tried to talk but all that came out was a string of syllables that each were the beginning of different words, before finally ending with "Huh?"

Gilda couldn't help but laugh at his confusion. "Oh your face is hilarious," She laughed, which died down quickly as Spike adopted an agitated glare. "Sorry about this whole thing. Gabby's my cousin, and grandpa gruff has told me to look after her. When she told me what happened I instantly assumed that you were trying to get into her panties, but she said that I was wrong. So we decided to test you."

"Something tells me that this isn't the first time you've done this," Spike said, as the realization that he was tricked was slowly coming to a point.

"No you're not. You ARE one of the few that haven't taken me up on my offer to stab Gabby in the back," She said as spike soon sat back in his chair.

"How badly did you hurt those that who accepted your offer?" Spike asked as Gilda walked to his side.

"I'm impressed. Most would assume that I would've done it with them, but you jumped right to I beat them up instead. What made you do that?" She asked partly ignoring his question.

"Well, I have a hard time believing that someone would have done it with those people if you were protecting your cousin then as you were now."

Gilda was a bit surprised by his answer. "Good guess then. Now for your earlier question, let's just say some people scream quite loudly when you force a square chair leg into their round anus, especially when there's no lube to help them," Gilda said, making Spike squirm uncomfortably in his seat, imagining the pain they must've gone through.

Spike let out a sigh as he let his head roll back and let him look at the ceiling. He knew he was just tricked by a student, and he knew he should feel more agitated about this, so why was he so relaxed. Was it because Gilda was looking after Gabby? "Gilda. I would suggest you go back and get your things. Class will be starting in about an hour so you might want to leave now so you won't be late," Spike said wanting to rest his eyes for a bit before class.

"Alright, but let me give you my true thank you," She said, and before he could react she nuzzled his neck before kissing his cheek.

Spike recoiled, not expecting the kiss or the nuzzling, making Gilda laugh. Spike began to blush a bit as Gilda continued to laugh. Judging by her gestures as she tried to stop laughing Spike took it as she didn't mean to laugh.

"You done?" He asked when she finally calmed down.

"Yeah, That was priceless. Now, I'll take my leave," She said before heading out of the room.

Spike sighed as he put his head on his desk. If this was a precursor to the rest of his interactions today then this is going to be a long day. The memory of Gilda licking his neck while grinding against his waist popped into his head. ~A long day indeed.~ He thought to himself as he did his best to calm down.

Spike was woken up by Mrs. Silvermane who tapped him on the shoulder. "Wake up Spike. I'll be here for this class then I'm out," She explained as Spike slowly got up and stretched.

"Ok. Well, I hope you have a good time then," Spike said with a smile.

Mrs. Silvermane smiled as she patted him on the shoulder. "Thanks. Well, don't do anything that I wouldn't do."

"Why do I feel like that's a very short list?"

That made Mrs. Silvermane start laughing. "Now you're getting it!" She said right before students began to enter the classroom. "Well, we'll talk after class, if we both have the time," She said before heading up onto the platform.

Once all of the students were seated Mrs. Silvermane cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "Everyone! As i'm sure you all know this will be my last class. I just wanted to let you know that I will miss all of you. It has been great teaching here, and I couldn't have asked for a better class to be my last class. Now, please don't give Mr. Wyrven a hard time, and yes Rainbow Dash i'm looking at you," She said making half the class chuckle.

The rest of the class was spent with Mrs. Silvermane talking with the students. Spike watched from the teacher's desk as the students talked with their teacher, and he even saw Pinkie Pie break out a board game which a few took part in. Who knew you could play monopoly in teams. Spike didn't get involved as he felt like a third wheel. These girls knew him for what, a day? And they knew her for probably a couple of years. He believed that they shouldn't be interrupted as they had their last day together. At some point Mrs. Silvermane came over to him, after the game finished up.

"Why didn't you come and join us?" She asked as she looked to the clock and noticed there was a few minutes left of the class.

"It's not my place. Today is your last day, and the mood quickly changed to be about you and your students. I just got here, and I have no place in that circle," He said with a small smile.

Mrs. Silvermane sighed before shaking her head. "Your wrong about one thing. They're not my students anymore, they're yours. As their teacher you should involve yourself as much as possible into their lives. Take that advice from somepony who has lived for quite a while as a teacher," She said with a smile before looking at the clock and then to the class.

"Everyone, once again thank you for being a great class. I hope the rest of your lives are grand," She said with a smile before heading out of the door. As she left everyone waved goodbye. The bell rang moments after Mrs. Silvermane left, signalling the end of the final class for Mrs. Silvermane.

Spike didn't have to wait long for the next teacher to enter the room. The first thing to catch his eye about the teacher was her pale yellow coat and her bright green mane. He felt like those two colors shouldn't mix, but at least it didn't look horrible on her. Her light pink blouse and a matching knee-length pleated skirt seemed to work well for her.

"Why hello there. So I take it you're Silvermane's replacement," She said as she walked through the door.

"Yes I am. Spike Wyrven," He said as he held out a claw for her.

"I'm Ms. Peachbottom," She said as she took his claw and shook it, vigorously. "I'm the physical science teacher."

"Nice to meet you Ms. Peachbottom," Spike said before she let go of his claw, which he was now rubbing after that vigorous handshake.

"Mhmm," She hummed in agreement before turning her attention to the class. Just like yesterday the class went on like normal. Students getting assignments while raising their hands to answer questions the teacher called out. Spike felt like this would be the run of the mill work from now on, and the monotony of it seemed quite boring. Beggers can't be choosers, but he'd be lying if he said he disliked this job. He got to meet up with an old friend and he possibly had a date, which he had mixed feelings about.

Spike was a bit confused when he saw Ms. Peachbottom gathering her things, along with the rest of the class, with fifteen minutes left of class. Confused, Spike walked over to Ms. Peachbottom and cleared his throat. "Um, why is everyone gathering their things? There's still fifteen minutes of class," He asked in a hushed tone.

"That's easy. Next is physical education so we let the students go a tad early to change. You can change with the students if you want, or go meet up with their next teacher, she'll be the only female pegasus there with a clipboard," She said with a smile, before giving him a quick one armed hug and leaving.

Spike liked the gesture of the one armed hug that she gave him. He gathered his things with a small smile before following the students out of the classroom. He didn't have an outfit for exercising in so he decided to meet up with the next teacher as the students began to head to the changing rooms, which were two separate buildings and each one could hold maybe a hundred ponies at one time. It didn't take a genius to figure out which room belonged to which gender as they each had the respected gender's name on them.

Spike could see two pegasi on the field, but at first he thought it was a earth pony and a pegusus until the one turned around to see his tiny wings. The male pegasus with tiny wings looked almost white and his mane was light brown and in the form of a mullet. The only thing that kept him for sighing at the pony's choice in hairstyle, as mullets looked cheesy and have been out of fashion for decades, was the fact that he was built like a brick wall, which his red tracksuit didn't bother hiding.

Spike was shocked when he looked at the next pegasus, as he knew her. Then again, so did half of equestria. Her coat was a shade of yellow that was a little darker than normal, and her mane was dark orange with light orange stripes. Nearly anyone could tell you who she was just by looking at her, and her wearing her wonderbolt's outfit only helped nail home who she was.

As he approached the two he could tell they were talking, but couldn't hear what they were saying. Before he could get close enough to hear she sped off to the changing rooms, with a clipboard in hand. She didn't see Spike as the changing rooms were off to his right a bit. When Spike got a little closer the beefy pegasus waved over at him.

"Ok! it looks like everyone is here. Did your new teacher not change with you guys?" Spitfire asked as she looked at Zephyr and Thunderlane.

"No ma'am. I'm guessing that's because he doesn't have an outfit for gym," Thunderlane responded quickly with an intemidated look on his face.

"I see. Well then let's go on over to the track. Oh, and Thunderlane do try and relax. I'm only going to punish you again if you break the rules again." She said sternly before turning and began walking with the class.

"Aww, I wanted to see him in his gym clothes," Pinkie pouted.

"What do you think he'd wear?" Fluttershy asked.

"Hopefully something tasteful-"

"Like a pair of hot pants and no shirt?"

"Darling, please. I said something tasteful, not something from your Playmare magazines," Rarity chided Pinkie pie for interrupting her. "I can't tell his frame properly from the suit he wears as I can tell it hasn't been modified for him."

"I want to see if he has any abs," Gabby said, putting her two cents in.

"Hey Twilight, can dragons even get abs?" Rainbow dash asked as she hovered above the group, not noticing how Spitfire's ears twitched.

"I don't believe so, at least not visibly. Their scales are meant to protect them so they're a bit rigid, and abs would require the scales to bend and that would defeat their purpose," Twilight explained.

"Why are you girls so interested in Spike anyways?" Thunderlane asked. Spitfire's ears twitched even more.

"Well, ah can only speak for mahself, but he's a friend of Twilight's so ah's like to get to know him. It helps that he has his cute moments, unlike you Thunderlane," Applejack said with a smug grin.

Before anyone could say anything else Spitfire spoke up. "Mrs. Silvermane didn't tell us much about the knew teacher, but this Spike the dragon. Is he purple with green frills? used to live in Canterlot a few years ago? Spits green flame?"

Everyone nearly stopped when they heard Spitfire's question. Twilight was the first one to speak up. "How do you know he has green flames? He hasn't breathed fire at the school yet." Everyone then looked at Twilight.

"So it IS him," Spitfire said as she picked up her pace.

"Spike has green flames?!" Gabby asked in shock.

"Yes he does," Twilight said before noticing that Spitfire was far ahead of them now.

"That's so cool!" Gabby said with an excited glint in her eyes.

By the time the rest of the class began to pick up their pace to match Spitfire Spike could be seen talking, or rather getting yelled at, by their other teacher, Snowflake.

"HELLO!" Snowflake yelled, despite Spike being well within talking distance.

"Hi," Spike said as he covered his ear fins, the sudden and unneeded yelling having hurt.

"SORRY!" Snowflake replied with a smile.

"I apologize if I offend you, but must you always yell?" Spike asked as he continued to hold his ear fins.

"YES! MY MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD ME TO PUT MY ALL IN EVERYTHING EVEN MY VOICE!" Snowflake said as he pounded his chest once with his clenched hand.

"Then why were you talking, and not yelling at Spitfire?"

"BECAUSE SHE SCARES ME!" Snowflake said with an odd look of pride on his face.

"Is being scared of her anything to be proud of?" Spike asked curiously.

"YES, BECAUSE SHE IS THE ONLY pony that scares me," Snowflake said as he returned to a talking voice mid sentence, confusing Spike.

Spike got his answer as to why Snowflake quieted down when an arm wrapped around spike's shoulders, and an all too familiar laugh was heard behind him. He sighed as Spitfire began to messily toy with the fins on top of Spike's head. If he had a mane she'd practically be giving him a noogie.

"Yes Spitfire?" Spike asked in a rather unenthused tone.

"Aww, what's the matter? Somepony got your panties in a bunch?" She teased as the rest of the class caught up.

"No, it's just that I dislike being in headlocks!" Spike spat back as he tried to get out of her grasp, which proved futile.

Spitfire laughed as she kept her tight hold on him. "Spike! How are you so close to Spitfire?!" Rainbow Dash asked in disbelief as she saw her favorite teacher being all buddy buddy with Spike.

"I would like to know that too," Gabby said as she popped up from behind Rainbow Dash.

Spitfire grinned at their questions. "Oh, that's easy. A few years ago Spike worked for the Wonderbolts while we were in Canterlot. He was so fun to tease back then," She said before letting Spike go.

Spike saw the blank stares on half of the class as they were seemingly trying to process the information. The only ones who weren't in such a state are those who didn't seem to care about it all too much, like Rarity or Twilight. "Yeah, the pay was phenomenal, but I didn't like the constant teasing. Despite all that, it wasn't all bad, being a gofer had it's perks," He finished with a slight grin.

"Um, aren't gophers little burrowing rat like things?" Rainbow Dash asked, which caused Spike, Spitfire, Twilight and few others in the class to facepalm.

"Rainbow Dash, the gopher you're talking about is spelled with a ph while the gofer I'm talking about is spelled with an f instead. Gofer with a f is someone who runs around getting someone what they want. If it was lunchtime I'd run down to a food place of their choosing and pick up some food. If someone wanted a water bottle, a towel or whatever I went to get them it," Spike explained with a chuckle, finding it slightly amusing that Rainbow Dash didn't know what a gofer was.

Spitfire was about to say something when Snowflake tapped her on the shoulder. "Isn't it about time we start class?" He asked.

Spitfire nodded before picking her whistle up and blowing through it. "Alright! Everyone gather around the starting line, we're going to test your endurance!" She said before blowing through her whistle again.

As everyone ran off to the starting positions Spike saw Spitfire point to the bleachers nearby. It didn't take him any time to know that she was ordering him to sit on the bleachers, not that he would argue. Once seated he watched as Spitfire was supervising the Pegasi and Gryphons while Snowflake was busy overseeing those who couldn't fly.

Spike watched as the class did their warm-ups and moved on to competing in activities. Everyone was always moving and having fun and it made Spike smile. He always did like watching people being happy. He wanted to participate, but figured that Spitfire didn't let him join in with his class as he didn't have any clothes fit for gym. That's when it hit him, would it really be okay if he did join in?

Spike began to let his eyes wander as he was becoming bored with sitting on the bleachers. His eyes wandered to Twilight, who was in a simple white t-shirt and dark blue shorts that came down to her knees, and then to Gabby. Twilight was busy playing soccer while Gabby was busy playing cloud volleyball. His smile couldn't help but widen a tad as he watched those two specifically having fun.

Before he knew it though he heard Spitfire blow her whistle. Almost every pony and gryphon on the field was panting somewhat heavily as they stopped their respective sports. "Alright everyone, that was good. Now, everyone go get changed!" She ordered before making her way over to spike. "So, did you like the show?" She asked with a sly grin on her face.

Spike nodded a bit with a smile still on his face. "Yeah. I wish I could've joined them though, but it was fun nonetheless to watch them have fun," He admitted.

Spitfire adopted a conflicting look as she listened to spike. "Look, Spike. The dean had requested that you see a doctor before participating in any sports with your class," She explained.

"Oh for the love of..." Spike said with a sigh. "I'm going to have to have a talk with her. That aside, next is lunch correct?"

"Yes. Indulge me, but what is she worried about?" Spit fire asked out of curiosity.

"Sorry, but that's not something I feel like sharing. Suffice it to say that I spent some time in the hospital and when people see that in my medical history they get nervous," Spike explained, earning a smile and a nod from Spitfire.

"Well if it's nothing you worry about then I guess I should trust you then and not worry about it," She said with a smile, earning a chuckle from spike.

"I'd appreciate it. I get enough mother henning back home from my mom," Spike said with another chuckle.

"Yeah, that can be a bit overwhelming. Well, if you're fine here all by yourself then I'm going to go talk to Snowflake. He's been lagging behind in his paperwork. He's got a lot of brawn and no brains, how the hell did he become a teacher?" Spitfire said, asking that last bit more to herself than anyone in particular before heading off.

Spike let out a content sigh before an all too familiar presence could be felt behind Spike. He dared not move as once again he was frozen in fear. The seconds seemed to last for minutes and the minutes into hours. Spike was practically screaming in his mind for someone to come to his rescue. He hated this feeling of helplessness, but there was nothing he knew of that he could do about it. Yes, he knew it was a hallucination but that didn't seem to make any difference. It wasn't until Spike force himself to slowly look behind him, and at the shadowy figure, that the hallucination ended.

Spike was panting heavily as he returned his attention back to the field. He was now beginning to panic as he felt as if the hallucinations would continue to grow, despite the meds he was taking. His attention was brought to the school as he heard the bell ring. He wasted no time in getting up and heading away from the bleachers. He was a bit hungry, but he had business to attend to first, so he headed for Cadance's office.

Spike was quickly allowed entrance to Cadance's office by the receptionist. He figured that he was allowed constant access if Cadance was in. He was greeted with a "Come in." When he knocked on the door.

Cadance smiled ear from ear as Spike entered the room. "Spike, to what do... I... What's wrong?" She asked as her smile faded quickly.

Spike wasn't aware that his expression was abnormal, but sighed as he didn't feel like hiding it. "Just another hallucination. Going to have to send mom a letter to see if I can get an increased dosage of my meds."

Cadance looked a little worried as he told her what has happened. "Have they been getting worse?"

Spike nodded. "Yeah. In these last few days I've had more hallucinations than in the last half year, but anyways, that's not why i'm here," Spike said as he waved his problem off with a claw.

"Oh? And what is?" Cadance asked, with some worry still on her face.

"Gabby. She told me that last year she beat up a few ponies about four times as they tried to forcefully get into her pants. If that is what happened I was wanting to see about getting her strikes revoked," Spike explained, which caused Cadance to let out a deep sigh.

"Normally I'd love to, but unfortunately the ringleader is the son of an aristocrat in Canterlot who just so happens to be on the board of education and has a lot of sway. He said that if I don't punish gabby for beating up his son he'd make sure that the school doesn't receive it's funding, and I don't believe I have to tell you what'll happen then," Cadance explained.

Spike knew all too well what'll happen if a school doesn't receive it's funding. School can't pay for repairs and while it doesn't seem to be a huge threat immediately, a school like this is so high maintenance that in a year or two the school would be in shambles, more or less. "That's a load of crap!" Spike exclaimed.

Cadance nodded sadly. "Yes, and there's nothing I can do about it. The only way to revoke those strikes would be for the son to be suspended or expelled for some reason. Unfortunately he keeps his nose clean as a whistle," She said with a sigh.

What she told him about the student made the gears in his mind turn, and form a plan. "Cadance, this kid, was he born and raised in Canterlot?" He asked curiously.

"Yes, why?" She asked curiously.

"Born and raised as a son of an influential aristocrat of Canterlot," Spike said with a grin on his face. Cadance still wasn't catching on. "He must have a pretty low outlook on dragons huh?" He asked rhetorically, giving Cadance the last hint she needed.

"You can't be... If what i'm thinking you're thinking then it won't work. They didn't get physical with Gabby so they know how to keep their noses clean. Even if you were attacked by them they won't do so in an open spot," Cadance objected.

Her objection made spike only smile wider. "Well, what if the spot they think is secluded from any spying cameras isn't? And to top it off, what do you think will happen if a rumor goes around that someone is in heat and off the pill and they're with me a dragon?" Spike asked curiously.

"Let's say, for the sake of argument that this goes off without a hitch and they guide you two to a secluded spot, surely they'd know you're a teacher. After all you're our first dragon teacher, and news like that gets around."

Spike chuckled a bit at Cadance's concern. "Oh trust me Cadance. I know how to ruffle a few Canterlot feathers. All I need to do is get them suspended to revoke Gabby's strikes. If they get expelled that's just a plus," He said with grin.

Cadance thought for a minute before sighing. "Ok, now the only problem is the cameras. We can't just rearrange the cameras we have, that'll rise suspicion that we set them up. That means we'll have to get new cameras, and more than one to avoid suspicion. And we don't have the budget for new cameras. We can get it in time, but if you want those strikes gone anytime soon then we'll need the money soon," Cadance said with a sigh.

"No problem," Spike said as he brought out his checkbook. "Would this do?" He asked as he handed her the written out check.

"Should do and then some," She said with a small grin. "You know, with how low tech you like to be I sometimes forget you're Celestia's son."

Spike shrugged and laughed a bit. "Hey, It's harder to leave a trail with low tech stuff in this high tech world. Hence why I've kept my identity a secret for so long," He said with a sly grin.

"Ok, well I'll got on this after school lets out, and let you know when everything is set up. In the mean time I want you to find someone to go along with this, and please be discrete," She asked.

"You really think I'm going to paint a big banner with 'help me deceive the fuck muppet' and drape it on the side of the building?" He asked, making Cadance laugh.

"Fuck muppet? Where in Tartarus did you learn that?" She asked as she wiped away a tear while still giggling.

Spike shrugged with a smug grin. "Meh. You learn a thing or two when people don't think you're listening."

"Whooo, ok. Well, I think you should get back to lunch."

"Ok, see you later Cadance," Spike said as he headed for the door.

"See you later Casanova," Cadance said as spike left the room.

Spike blinked at what Cadance called him. He let out a sigh as that was probably a slip up on her part. He really hoped that he wasn't making more sparks for her to see. One was bad enough, but more? He was not ready for that.

He let out a happy sigh as he made it to the cafeteria and got his food with barely enough time to spare. Some were already leaving but he saw an empty spot next to Twilight. As he approached the table he saw Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Fluttershy at the table as well. He didn't want to intrude on their conversation, so he stopped as he hesitated. Twilight, however, spotted him and waved him over.

"I don't mean to intrude," Spike said as Twilight made a motion for him to sit down beside her.

"Ya don't have to worry about that. It's not like we were speaking about anything private," Applejack stated as spike began to eat.

"I see, thanks," Spike said, making sure his mouth was empty first.

"Spike, Have you spoken with Cadance yet?" Twilight asked curiously.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Why did you do that for Gabby? Not that I think it's a bad thing," Rainbow Dash said as she leaned back a bit in her chair.

"Well, Gabby told me about her strikes and how she got them and I think that it's a load of bull," Spike said bluntly.

"I couldn't agree with you more, darling. She was in the right, but those hooligans must have some leverage over the dean," Rarity spat in agreement.

"What leverage could they have?" Fluttershy asked meekly.

"Probably something like blackmail," Rainbow Dash suggested.

"Oh come now Rainbow, he couldn't threaten the dean and you know it," Applejack said before Spike held up a claw.

"Actually, Rainbow Dash is closer than you think," Spike said, shocking everyone, including Rainbow Dash.

"She is?" Twilight asked as she looked at Spike.

"She is?" Rarity asked as she looked at Rainbow Dash.

"I am?" Rainbow Dash asked in disbelief as she looked at Spike.

"Yes. While junior doesn't have the power to threaten Cadance, his father does. His father is a prominent member of the board of education. He can make it so that the school doesn't get it's yearly funding and then in a year or two this school will be in shambles," Spike explained.

"Why that rotten no good scoundrel!" Rarity exclaimed, followed by the others around the table with similar remarks.

"I know, but don't worry. We have something cooking up to get her strikes revoked," Spike said casually as he continued on with his meal.

"Oh? What is it?" Twilight asked with a smile.

"I can't say much at this point, but let's just say that if all goes well then junior will suffer some repercussions for his actions," Spike said with a rather malicious smile.

Twilight's smile faded when she saw the look on Spike's face. "Spike, what are you planning?" She asked sternly.

"Oh no, nu-uh. I'm not saying a thing. Cadance did agree with it after all," Spike said simply.

Twilight stared at him for a few seconds before sighing. "Ok, well, just make sure the whole plan doesn't go overboard. ok?" Twilight asked softly.

Spike's smile turned warm as he turned to Twilight. "I can't promise that I won't go overboard, but I promise that I'll try to not go overboard," He said, before Twilight wrapped him in a hug.

The hug didn't last long as a uncontrolled "Aww" From both Fluttershy and Rarity was heard. The embarrassing situation made both Spike and Twilight blush.

"Hey, now that you two are done hugging, I have a question. Spike, why do you keep calling the dean by her name?" Pinkie Pie asked.

Twilight and Spike both visibly froze at the question. Spike, however was able to recover rather quickly. "Well, on occasion when Twilight would help me with my homework Cadance would come by. Wasn't she you're foalsitter?" Spike asked.

"Yes. From what I recall you two did talk some but it seemed that you left a lasting impression, despite that," Twilight answered, having recovered from her shocked stated and was slowly recovering from her blushing.

"That makes sense," Applejack said with a grin that she adopted when Spike and Twilight hugged. After that everypony began to talk amongst each other, as Spike ate, until the bell sounded for lunch's end.

Once everyone was back in class Spike let out a sigh and waited for the next teacher, which he didn't have to wait long. Before the bell even rang a purple-ish pink earth mare walked into the classroom. Her mane was grayish pink with pale pink stripes. She was dressed in a simple white blouse with a black pencil skirt that came down to her knees.

"Hello there. You must be Mr. Spike Wyrven. I'm Ms. Cheerilee, I teach philosophy," She said introducing herself with a hand outstretched.

"Pleasure to meet you Ms. Cheerilee," Spike said with a smile as he shook her hand.

"Likewise. I must say I'm pleasantly surprised that a teacher as young as you are working here," She said as the bell rang.

"Oh really? Why's that?" Spike asked curiously.

"Well, being a teacher so young means that you must be quite smart. I'd figure that such a teacher would choose to work at a more prestigious school first, like Canterlot U, or Celestia's school for gifted unicorns. Well, more for non magic studies in the latter," She said with a smile.

"I will admit, I had received Invitations from them, but It just didn't feel right," Spike explained.

"I see. Well, thank you for clearing that up for me," Cheerilee said with a smile. "Now let us begin class," She add before turning back to the class.

Spike expected the class to be boring, Celestia knows he found his college Philosophy class boring, But she managed to make it fun and everyone seemed to be enjoying it. Spike continued to watch the class as unsurprisingly Twilight tried to participate the most. He always did wander just what drove Twilight to be so gung ho about learning and scoring good grades. Spike wasn't about to say it was a bad trait, just that he was curious about why she was like that.

Just as quickly as the class started the bell rang for the class to end. Cheerilee smiled as she waved goodbye to the class before leaving. Soon after she left the rest of the class began to leave to go to their extracurricular classes. Spike would've took this time to go back to his room and write a letter to his mother, but Rarity tapping him on the shoulder told him otherwise.

"Yes Rarity?" Spike asked as he looked up at Rarity.

"Yesterday I asked if you could come with me to make some clothes for you, correct? Well, you can come now as we're allowed to do that during class since it does help with our grade," Rarity explained with a smile.

Spike thought for a moment before nodding and getting up. "Ok then. lead the way Lady Rarity," Spike said with a small grin.

The sound of 'lady' Rarity made Rarity giggle slightly. "Flattery will get you nowhere darling," She said before leading him to the room used by the fashion class.

Once inside he was greeted with the sight of a catwalk in the center of the room with sewing tables and changing rooms lining the walls. He could see that there were several students working at the sewing machines with bolts of fabric as well as other students taking measurements of what Spike guessed were clients. In the middle of the room a dark gray earth mare with a grayish pink mane. She wore a light pink jacket with a white blouse underneath, which was adorned with a jabot. Her pants were also a light pink and she had a sash that was a tad darker than her jacket and pants. All of her clothes seemed to have a vintage feel to it. He could also tell that she was the teacher as she seemed to be quite a bit older than any of the students here.

"Ms. Hemline, I have brought a client today," Rarity said as they got close to the teacher.

Ms. Hemline gave Spike a look over before nodding. "Very well then. I await to see what kind of designs you come up with Rarity."

Rarity nodded before guiding Spike over to what he assumed was her workstation. "Ok, now i'm going to need to take some measurements so please undress to your undergarments," Rarity requested as she pointed to the dressing room.

Spike hesitated as this brought up a subject that he thought he wouldn't have with the fashionista. "Um, Rarity, Small problem with that. Most dragons don't wear underwear."

Spike's words made Rarity blush hard. "So.. um.."

"Don't worry," Spike said as he held his hands up a bit. "The reason we don't wear anything is because even if we are naked you won't see anything, as everything is internal," He added, making her blush a little harder.

"Well, nevertheless, undress to the point to which you are comfortable," She said as she went to her table to grab a few things.

Spike nodded as he went into the changing room. He took off his jacket and shirt, but left his pants on as he was uncomfortable with being fully naked in here. Sure she wouldn't see anything, but it seemed that the thought made her uncomfortable. He still didn't like having his shirt off in front of people he didn't know, but he felt as though she wanted to get exact measurements.

"Alright darling. Comfortable?" Rarity asked as she stepped into the dressing room with him. She smiled as she saw that he chose to keep his pants on. She didn't know if it was out of modesty or what, but she did appreciate it.

Spike turned his head so that he could see rarity behind him, and nodded. "Well, as comfortable as I can be right now," He said while keeping his chest pointed away from Rarity.

"Good, now please turn around so I can start taking measurements," She said as she eyed his back. She had always been under the impression that dragons were muscly creatures who were consumed by greed. Her image of a dragon's mind had shattered as she heard about Spike from twilight, and their little talk on the balcony. Her image of dragons being ripped was shattered as she looked at Spike, as he had almost no muscle tone only the faint outline of one.

Spike was hesitant to turn around, but with a defeated sigh he turned around. As he expected he saw her eyes dart to his chest, or more specifically his scar. He could see her eyes widen as she saw his scar. This is why he didn't like having his shirt off in front of people, especially ponies. It should go without saying that this was the sole reason why he never got custom clothes. So why was he doing it now? Spike didn't know.

"H-how-"

"If it's ok with you, I'd rather not talk about it," Spike quickly interrupted Rarity. She chose to respect his privacy and began to take his measurements. It didn't take her very long to get the measurements of his torso once she started. It was almost like she was a totally different pony than before. His lower measurements took a spite longer than they normally would have, but that was because Rarity was careful not to touch anyplace 'inappropriate'.

Once she was done with her measurements she smiled and rolled up her tape measure. "Thank you, you may get dressed now," She said, keeping her eyes locked onto his. Spike guessed that she did that to avoid looking at his scar.

Spike did as he was told before exiting the dressing room. "Ok, about how long should it take?" Spike asked as he saw Rarity already drawing something down.

"I should have the first suit ready in no time. Sit down or talk to MS. Hemline until I call you over for a final fitting," Rarity said before crumpling up the paper and began to draw on a new one.

Spike nodded before looking around the room, and at the various students. He wasn't all too surprised to find that there was a cash register here, which made him wander just how much it would cost him to get a suit here. The thought of talking with Ms. Hemline didn't even cross his mind until he saw her staring out him. When their eyes met Ms. Hemline made a motion for him to come over, which he did.

"Yes?" Spike asked as he stopped right next to her.

"You seem quite differently than what I imagined," Ms. Hemline said rather oddly.

"Excuse me?"

"When Mrs. Silvermane told me that a dragon was taking her place I was more than a bit surprised. I'm not too surprised though as princess Celestia had made it clear that she was trying to get more non-ponies as teachers, and dean Cadance had always advocated a good mix of species as teachers. So far you seem more mouse than dragon, not that that's a bad thing," Ms. Hemline said with a slight smile.

"Thanks Ms. Hemline... I think?" Spike replied a bit confused.

"Please, just call me Prim," She said before patting him on the shoulder.

"Ok, Prim," Spike said a little uneasy about using her first name since he's been using everyone's last name, as far as fellow teachers go.

"Think nothing of it. Tell me, how do you like it here so far?"

"I like it so far. A few bad apples, but that's normal isn't it?"

"Indeed so," Prim Hemline said with a smile. "Do you-"

"Mr. Wyrven, may I please have you try on an outfit?" Rarity asked as she had approach Spike from behind.

"Oh! uh sure," Spike replied before being handed an outfit and heading to the changing room.

It didn't occur to spike what she had made until he was wearing it. It was a dark blue, almost purple, cloth vest with a matching pair of slacks and a teal long sleeve button up. She had done this so quick he was impressed. When he stepped out he saw Prim Hemline smirking and Rarity was already at his side jotting down some notes on a clipboard.

"Ok. You can change back. How did you like it?" She asked as Spike went back to change into his normal suit.

"Definitely not what I was expecting, but good. You were also faster than greased lightning to make this so fast," Spike said as he was in the middle of changing.

"Thank you darling. I shall have a few outfits made and sent over to you. You may pay at the register," Rarity said before taking the folded clothes from spike, who was holding them up for her.

"Ok, and thank you Rarity," Spike said before heading towards the register, which Prim Hemline was already at.

"That'll be one hundred bits for the whole order," Prim Hemline said, making Spike's eyes bug out for a second.

"Just that? Holy Tartarus. Something like that could easily cost seven times that normally," Spike said bewildered as he handed over the bits.

"I know," She said with a smile before handing Spike a receipt. "Well, have a nice day," She said as Spike began to leave.

"You too Prim," Spike said a little louder than normal, but nothing like a shout. Spike still heard a gasp or two and felt more than a few eyes on him.

Prim Hemline seemed to have noticed that too before she looked around for a second. "What are you staring at? Back to your projects!" She ordered.

Spike sighed as he sat down at the desk in his room. He had only a few things left today he needed to do, but unfortunately most of them would have to wait until after the final classes ended. In the meantime Spike grabbed a piece of paper and a pen end began to write his letter to his mom.

Dear mom,

Things are going good so far, well with my class anyways. Me and Cadance are working together to get the strikes of one of my students removed. She seems rather sweet, so it's a shame that she's badgered by jackwagons. Mentally, however, things are not going so good. My Hallucinations seemed to have changed. They've become more current and now there's only one apparition, but this one has been putting me on edge more so than the crowds from before. It feels like it's stalking me. Can you please ask the doctor to up the dosage of my anti-hallucinogen meds? Sincerely Spike Solaris.

P.S. There will be a withdraw from my account. I gave Cadance a check to by some things needed to help with getting Gabby's strikes removed. I know that she has the vast majority of her money tied up in this school, hence the check.

Spike looked the letter over again before rolling it up and blowing his magic flame onto it. He smiled as he saw it turn to dust and fly away to Canterlot. Seeing as he had some downtime now he went over to the couch and lay down. He rested his eyes until there was a knocking at the door.

"Yes?" Spike called out as he sat back up.

"Spike, it's me," Twilight said from the other side of the door.

"It's unlocked."

Spike smiled as Twilight entered his room. Seeing where he was she moved to sit beside him. "So, how was your day?" Twilight asked with a smile.

"It was good," Spike said with a smile.

"Really? So how did your thanks with Gilda go?"

Spike sighed before groaning. "She and Gabby set me up."

Twilight's ears perked up when she heard what happened. "What do you mean?" Twilight asked as she turned her body a little to face him a bit more.

Spike sighed before recounting what happened. From the licking and teasing to the deal and even his reaction. Twilight was a bit wide-eyed when she hear what the two had done, but she couldn't fault them for it. "And all that after she saw me yelling at an Hallucination," Spike ended with a groan, not catching his slip-up.

Twilight now looked at spike worriedly. "Spike, what do you mean Hallucination?"

Spike went silent as Twilight caught his slip up and confronted him about it. "Twilight, you said you wanted to catch up, and I know I want to as well. Twilight, promise me that everything we talk about in here never leaves this room, ok? This is the only way I can be honest," Spike requested.

Twilight was really worried about spike. "Spike, you can talk to me about anything. If you don't want me to tell anypony else then I won't. I promise."

Spike nodded before sighing. "Twilight, several years ago I was attacked and sustained two injuries," Spike said before turning so she could see the back of his head and the faint scar there. "This one wasn't too bad outwardly, but gave me a TBI," Spike explained before turning back to Twilight. "I spent the next year learning how to walk again. Around that time that's when my hallucinations started. It was, and still is, scary. I'm on meds to help, but even they can only go so far."

Twilight was now looking in her lap while fiddling with her fingers. "Spike, you said that your head injury was one of the injuries. What's the second one?" She asked rather quietly.

Spike hesitated before he began to unbutton his shirt. "Spike! What are you doing?!" Twilight asked rather quickly, blushing from seeing spike starting to undress in front of her.

"The second scar is on my chest," Spike explained before continuing. Whatever embarrassment Twilight was feeling about their situation turned to sadness and sympathy as she saw his scar. She knew dragons were hard to harm, and to leave a scar that would last years on a dragon couldn't be done by accident. Someone wanted him dead.

"When did this happen?" Twilight asked as her emotions turned her mind into a mess. She couldn't decide if she wanted to cry for him, be angry at his assailants or to be happy that he survived.

"It was on Cadance and Shining's wedding day."

Twilight was silent for a moment before speaking. "So the reason why she left was..."

"Because I was in the hospital, yes."

"I see. What happened to those who attacked you?"

Spike shrugged. "I don't know. Mom won't speak to me about it and there was never really an investigation as far as I could tell. I'm guessing they were easily caught or something, otherwise mom would be furious about the halfhearted investigation."

Twilight nodded as her emotions were finally starting to calm down a little. "Ok, but back to the hallucinations how bad are they?"

Spike sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "That's hard to say. When they first started there were crowds with disembodied voices, but over time the size of the crowd died down as did the voices and they happened further and further apart. Recently, however, they've began to flare back up. There are no crowds this time, just one figure," Spike said he began to subconsciously twiddle his thumbs.

Twilight may not have seen him in years, but she had only seen him actually twiddle his thumbs when he was anxious. "If it's just one figure than it should be easier than a group right?" Twilight asked.

Spike slowly shook his head. "You'd think that, but no. Well, it was easier than a group up until a couple days ago. It has gotten to the point where it feels like this figure is hunting me. Before whenever I'd see a figure it would be facing a random direction, but this figure has always been facing me. Once I see it i'm too afraid to move my legs. Heck right near the end of P.E. was my most recent one, and I didn't have to see it to become petrified with fear. It felt like it was breathing down my back and-" He was cutoff when he felt a pair of slender arms around him. When he looked he saw Twilight hugging him.

"Oh Spike," Twilight started as she rubbed the side of her muzzle against his shoulder. She was scared for him as his nervous tics became worse. She knew he was scared and wanted him to feel safe so this was the only thing she could think of. "Please, Let me know if there's anything I can do to help."

Spike smiled softly before reaching out and hugged her, pulling her into his lap in the process. Unlike Gabby, Gilda and Pinkie Pie, Twilight was sitting in his lap sideways. Spike rubbed her back as Twilight began to nuzzle the side of his neck. They both sat there contently before spike began to nibble on her mane. He didn't know why he liked doing that with her, but he just did. It might have something to do with the fact that her hair made his tongue tingle.

Twilight on the other hand smiled as she felt Spike begin to nibble on her hair. She didn't know why but she found this a bit comforting. "Mmm Spike, Why do you like nibbling on my hair?" She asked curiously.

"I don't know. I just do, and oddly I only like doing it to your hair," Spike said before giving her neck a nibble which made Twilight squeal slightly and giggle. "Tasty, but not as much as your hair," Spike said which made Twilight blush.

"Spike, If you're going to do that then we better go on a date first," Twilight teased with a grin.

Spike thought for a moment before smiling. "Ok then. How about tomorrow?" Spike suggested, which made Twilight blush harder.

"Why tomorrow and not the day after?" Twilight asked nervously.

"Well the day after is Saturday and my mom is wanting to spend the day with me since it's been so long since we've spoken face to face," Spike admitted. Celestia made it abundantly clear that she wasn't going to take no for an answer this time around. "You can come with if you like, but she'd be here around evening and probably well into the night."

Twilight thought for a second before smiling. "Ok, i'll think about joining you and Celestia, but Tomorrow's a date. I know a few good places around the nearby town since I doubt you've been there," She said with a smile.

"I'd love that, although I do have one question; Formal wear or casual?"

"Casual. Let's leave the Formal dates until later," Twilight responded before a knocking was heard at his door.

"Yes?" Spike called out.

"Spike it's me. I've got your first suit," Rarity responded.

"It's unlocked," He said as Twilight hopped off his lap as Rarity opened the door.

Rarity wasn't blind as she saw Spike buttoning up his shirt while Twilight was next to him with a large blush on her cheeks. "Oh, I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"N-no you're not," Twilight responded.

"Ok, Spike, I want you to try this on and tell me how it fits," Rarity said as she handed him the clothes.

Spike smiled as he got up and took the clothed. "Ok, I'll be right back."

As he entered the bedroom he noticed that they were the same clothes as before. When he changed into them he noticed that there were some changes made and it felt better. When he re-entered the living room he got a whistle from Twilight.

"So, how does it feel? Does it need any adjustments?" Rarity asked.

Spike decided to go through a wide range of movements before smiling at Rarity. "It feels great! I doesn't feel like it need adjustments. Thank you rarity."

"No problem Darling. Since you're happy with it I will return tomorrow after classes with the rest of the clothes."

"Um Rarity, about that. I won't be here after classes, well at least not for very long. If you want you can leave them on the bed. I'll leave the door unlocked," Spike suggested.

Rarity thought for a moment before nodding. "Alright then. I will leave the clothes here. Oh, Twilight, before I forget could you meet me after I bring Mr. Wyrven's clothes? I'd like to chat and have some tea if you wouldn't mind."

Twilight blushed a little harder. "Actually Rarity I won't be here either."

The blushing gave the date away a bit as Rarity grinned widely. "Oh? Is that so? So tell me darling, who's the lucky stallion?" Rarity asked struggling to contain her excitement.

"Rarity," Twilight groaned.

"Oh I'm sorry, Is it a mare? I apologize if I've offended you."

"Rarity!" Twilight exclaimed as her blush intensified. "That's even more embarrassing and also not true," She said before looking to Spike for help, only to give the answer away.

Rarity squealed for a second before regaining her self control. "Say no more," Rarity said as she brought her hands together. "But Twilight, after your date, you must simply tell me how it went. Well then ta-ta for now!" Rarity said as she left the room with a large grin plastered on her face.

Spike and Twilight sighed as they were now the only two in the room. "Well, I best go back to my room. I have some things I need to read over before tomorrow. Sorry we couldn't catch up like I had planned for us," Twilight said sadly as she got up.

Spike walked over and embraced her in a big hug, "Twilight, you've done more for me this night than you know. For that I thank you," Spike said with a smile.

"Oh stop it," Twilight said before partaking in the embrace for a minute, before wiggling out of his arms. "Well, I'll meet you back here after I shower tomorrow," She said before heading for the door.

"Ok see you then. Oh! If you see Gabby out there tell her I'd like to speak with her. It's about her strikes," Spike said, getting a nod for Twilight.

Spike sat on the couch to wait. He didn't have to wait long after as both Gabby and Gilda entered his room. Gabby had practically blew the door off it's hinges, while Gilda was a lot more calm. Spike was half expecting Gabby's reaction but Gilda's presence was unexpected, but not unwelcome.

"Hey. I brought Gilda, along. I hope that's not an issue," Gabby said with a smile

"No it's not an issue," Spike said with a wave of his hand.

Gabby smiled at his reaction before Gilda spoke up. "So, was it good news?" Gilda asked, cutting right to the point.

Spike sighed and shrugged. "It's not purely good new, but it's not bad news. We can't outright remove your strikes else the school will lose it's funding for a year or more. That's the power of the kids father, and even Cadance hates it. Now we have a plan brewing to get your strikes removed," Spike explained. He wasn't at all surprised by their looks of concern.

"What's this 'plan'?" Gilda asked suspiciously.

"Well. Cadance is going to be getting a new shipments of cameras soon. She'll let me know if any of the very secluded spots are now covered by one of the cameras. Then it's a matter of luring the brats there and getting them to beat the shit out of me on camera. Preferably making it look like I wasn't provoking them," Spike said as he now faced to wide-eyed gryphons.

"Wow I didn't know you had it in you," Gilda said with a grin.

"Mr. Wyrven, I can't let you get hurt for me!" Gabby said as she was visibly worried for him.

"Gabby. Come this upcoming heat season they'll most likely come for you again, and they may get a bit physical because if you beat them up again you may get kicked out. They know this and they'll probably try to use that as leverage against you. I will not stand by as one of my students are harassed in such a fashion," Spike stated, seeing both gryphons adopt a small smile. "Now nothing is finalized at the moment, so for now just know that we are working to remove your strikes Gabby."

Gabby tried to launch herself at Spike to hug him, but she was held in place by Gilda. "Thank you. Well, I might as well bring Gabby back to her room," Gilda said as she practically dragged Gabby out of the room.

Spike sighed as he got up and headed for bed. He was tired now, and his day was done. He let out a sigh before slipping into the sheets and drifting off to sleep.

Celestia let out a yawn as she was in the study with her sister. "Tired sister?" Luna asked with a smile.

"A little. Maybe I should turn in," Celestia pondered aloud.

"I do believe you should. After all I don't think the public would like to see their beloved princess of the sun looking like the dark side of the moon," Luna said with a grin.

Celestia stared at Luna and grinned at her joke. "Oh haha dear sister, but you do have a point. I'll turn-" She was cut off as a letter materialized in front of her from green flames.

"Oh! A letter from Spike? Did he laugh about knowing how you got covered in his chewed up food?" Luna asked with a giggle as Celestia gave her the stink eye.

"I swear lulu, you're jokes are..." Celestia started before going dead silent.

Luna may not have known what was written on the paper, but she knew when something was heavily troubling her sister. "What's wrong Tia?" Luna asked as she moved to her sister's side.

Celestia said nothing but instead handed Luna the letter and left the room. Celestia was already white so nopony could tell how pale she had become from reading the letter. She knew exactly what was wrong with Spike, but being an alicorn there was little to nothing she could do now; now that Spike has been found.

There was only one person who could help Spike now. Celestia didn't want to ask for her help, but she was out of options. Time was no longer on their side. She let out a sigh as she stood in front of a statue in the garden. A statue of a being that had different parts from different species. "I'd never thought I'd have to do this. I know you can hear me now please listen to my request, Eris."

Author's Note

Fuck me sideways with a canoe. This took far longer to write. For some reason I get stuck on simple things. The biggest ones this time was how to have Gilda act and Spitfire's 'relationship' with Spike.

*I kept losing track what day it was so I edited it so that it'd be correct.*