30 Minute Sparityby Path_of_cloudChaptersHeroic HeartsSacrificesInto the BlizzardMagic ClawsThe Fruits of LaborHeroic HeartsThe screams of ponies filled the air. It was ironic, usually they were cheers of ewws and ahhs at these events, not fear and panic induced madness. And standing at the epicenter of it all, one lone white unicorn with a purple mane. Rarity was not having a good day to say the least. She stood, her horn glowing, holding the roof of the collapsing building. Its weight was wearing on her magic, making it impossible to move. Still, she couldn’t help but think of how proud Twilight would be at such a feat of magic, one unicorn holding an entire fashion expo’s roof by herself. She looked down to find Spike staring at her. She recognized the look; he was afraid, not for himself, but for her. “Spike, you need to get the rest of the ponies out of here,” a simple command. Most of the Canterlot Elite had run out the moment the building started to collapse, the few remaining would be of no help. It was more important that they were safe, that he was safe. Spike did as he was instructed, understanding the weight of the order. “Everypony, hurry to the exits! You don’t have long to escape! GO!” he shouted. She chuckled inwardly at his bravery. It was funny really. Here she had invited him to serve as her assistant for this, “once in a life time event,” just so she could spend some time alone with him. This had clearly not been on her schedule. She grunted a little as the building inched closer still. Her generosity had come to bite her in the flank it seemed. Here she was giving one of the three most important things she could give, and all she had wanted was to give and receive one of the others, her love… and his. The rest of the ponies had cleared out, fallen back to safety no doubt. But one lone purple and green dragon remained by her side. Brave fool, she huffed in her head. No wonder she loved him. Some shopping, a fashion show, a nice dinner, how had such a perfect night come to this? “Spike, you need to go.” “I won’t leave you,” he said, calm and collected. She felt tears attempting to escape, but she had no time. She considered for a minute what would be harder, knowing the truth to have her taken away, or always wondering to never know? She decided if this was it for her, that they both needed this peace. “Spike, I need you to go. I… I love you, and I can’t let you die here. Please Spike, if you love me as much as I know you do, leave for my sake,” Rarity begged, the tears ignoring her protest and freeing themselves. The ceiling moved closer, and her magic was almost spent. “Please.” Spike moved towards the door, how could he not? It was her wish, and he always worked to make her wishes come true. She loved him, and now he’d never have a chance to show just how much he loved her. But she was showing him right now, sacrificing herself while he made his escape. He stopped. What about what he wanted? This wasn’t fair! He was hers and she was his! HIS! And how dare anything think it was going to take away HIS Rarity! HIS love! HIS whole life! HE’D HAVE NONE OF IT! NOONE WAS TAKING AWAY WHAT MATTERED TO HIM! Rarity’s eyes started closing. Time was short, her magic drained. She could only hope he had made it to safety. A fierce protective roar glided over her ears, and a flash of purple and green was the last thing she saw as her eyes lidded. Her last thought, I’m sorry Spike, I really did love you. Rays of light fell into a Canterlot hospital room. Her eyes fluttered open. It took a moment for her sight to return, but she saw many colorful blurs in front of her. “Welcome back Rarity,” the lilac blob spoke softly. Her eyes adjusted showing her Twilight Sparkle and her other four friends. How was she alive? In fact, beside a massive headache, she felt completely unharmed. “Where’s Spike?” she managed to cough out. Twilight’s face contorted into a sad smile, as she wiped a tear away and pointed to the bed next to her. In it lay the purple and green drake covered in bandages. Rarity’s heart shattered at the sight, the blinking beeping machines attached to her Spike. It was all too much. “He’s been out for the last few days along with you. Somehow he managed to grow into a nearly full sized dragon. The impact of his head bursting through the roof apparently knocked him out after a few moments. It was long enough for the building to fall around you two. He protected you with his own bodies. You’re both heroes.” Rarity laughed, hero. She couldn’t even protect the one she loved. But maybe, he was the one who decided to protect the one he loved as well. A pair of fools, how fitting they should love each other. “Spike wake up, please. I need you!” Rarity begged the motionless dragon. “Don’t you ponies ever let a sleeping dragon lie?” came a smart remark. “Spike!” Rarity screamed in happiness. He opened his eyes, as her lips pressed against his. Their lips parted, and she spoke one word with tears in her eyes, “Idiot.” SacrificesTwilight walked into the library. The lights were off, and before her, facing a bookshelf, stood a slightly-larger-than-pony-sized purple drake, with green spikes running down his back, and wings draped around his body like a shroud. “Hey Twi.” “Don’t you, hey Twi, me. I saw Rarity in tears running towards the boutique; she told me you broke up with her. What the hay Spike! I thought you loved her!” Spike sighed and turned around. His face was covered in stains that could have only come from tears running down it. When he spoke it sounded calm, resolute, “I do love her Twilight. Can’t you see? I had to do this, for her.” “What are you talking about?” “Look at me Twilight. What do you see?” “My little brother being unreasonably stupid.” “A dragon, Twilight. I’m a dragon, a fire breathing, greedy, nasty, monster. She deserves better!” “Spike-,” Twilight voice was calming, sympathetic. “No Twilight. This is what’s best for her. She has dreams. She wants to be a famous fashionista and live in the lap of luxury. And I’m sure she’d love nothing more than to use that position to help others. Generous as she is.” Spike chuckled. “And what about her dream of finding her true love? A brave, dashing, kind, romantic gentlecolt,” Twilight demanded. “Exactly Twilight, a gentlecolt. Last I checked, I’m not a colt. She can’t have either of her dreams with me. Around here they know me, but out there I’m just a monster. And when they find out she’s with me, they won’t respect her. They won’t order dresses from her. They’ll shun her for being with a freak. They’ll treat her like she’s a freak. She doesn’t deserve that. She deserves to have all her dreams come true! And I don’t deserve her.” Spike passion flared out as he got to the last part. It was true; he had even made her cry. He really was a monster. “She’s never seen it that way! She loves you!” Twilight was outraged, not just at Spike, but at the world. She was a smart mare, and she could see the truth in his words. “AND I LOVE HER!” Tears returned to his eyes as he tried to fight them back. He calmed down, but his voice held his sorrow, his anguish, “With this she’ll be able to be happy. Haven’t you ever heard the saying Twilight, if you love something set it free? She needs to be free of me Twilight. She deserves her dreams. She deserves everything and more. She deserves better than me. Let it be Twilight, just let it be. Let her be happy. It’ll take time, but she’ll see that I was never really good for her in the first place. She’ll find someone else, and she’ll be happy. And if I can give her that for nothing more than being heartbroken forever without her, it’s a small price to pay.” The tears refused to be held back any longer as they cascaded down his face. “Spike you’re being stupid!” Twilight screamed, irritated to no end. “ENOUGH!” Spike paused at his outburst. “Look at me. I’m even yelling at you. I’m exactly the monster they say I am.” “No you’re not, darling.” “Rarity!” Twilight exclaimed. “What are you doing here Rarity?” Spike asked. Her response was to slap Spike across the face. “I came here to tell you off. That was until I heard all of this.” Spike looked to the floor ashamed of being found out. “Spike,” Rarity grabbed Spike’s face and forced him to look into her eyes, “I love you for who you are, and you being a dragon has never bothered me. Well, beside a tad when we were younger. And I know you love me for who I am, why else would you make this kind of sacrifice? But the fact is, I will never find a colt, drake, or other being in existence as kind and loving as you. And you’re so much more still. I don’t care what anyone thinks, including you. You are not a monster, and the one who doesn’t deserve you is me.” She forced him to stare into her soul, to sense the truth in her every word. She chuckled. “And honestly, I don’t care what you believe; I’m never letting you go. Because even if I’m generous with everything else in my life, I will always be selfish about having you.” “I’m sorr-,” Rarity interrupted Spike with a kiss. He held her firmly against him and kissed her back. He would never let her go again. A cat call and a shout from Twilight broke the deep, romantic moment, “Get a room!” she cheered happily. Spike lifted Rarity into his arms. “Great idea! I think we'll use yours.” And with a shit eating grin, Spike carried a very red Rarity up the stairs. “NO! Not on the bed I just replaced all the sheets and blankets.” Twilight followed after them, to have a door slammed in her face. “I have magic; I can get in!” “Are you sure you want to!” a certain devious drake shouted from the other side. Twilight looked at the door, and proceeded to walk downstairs to sleep on the couch. Into the BlizzardA long purple drake with green spikes running down it’s back landed at the foot of the northern snow mountains, folding his wings up. His spikes were far from the most interesting thing on his back though. Just below his shoulders sat a white unicorn with a curled purple mane and a white and blue scarf and hat. She was holding on to the spike in front of her as an extra safety precaution during their flight. The mountains in front of them were legendary for two reasons. The first, being the never ending blizzard, and the second, for being the home of the Northern Ice Dragons. A species of dragon rarely seen in Equestria. The unicorn stepped off the dragon, who stood only half a head taller than her. “So Spike, you ready for a little adventure.” “With you Rarity, always. How far in do we have to go?” The unicorn levitated a map over from the saddle bag on her back. “A day and a half walking, considering the storms.” “Might as well get started then, stay close. I’ll shield you from the snow, wind, and cold with a wing.” She giggled. “Like I need a reason to be close to you.” The drake opened his wing, and the beautiful mare snuggled against his side. They began their dangerous trek through the mountains and into the white flurry of the storms. The two adventurers found themselves in a cave on the side of one of the mountains. A warm, green fire burned, controlled and fueled by magic and the air, in the middle of the small cave. Rarity laid against Spike’s side purring softly in her sleep, enjoying the warmth from his inner fire. It was one of those things he had discovered later in their relationship that he had come to love; it was extremely cute and innocent. He had a hard time getting to sleep without it nowadays. Still this mission and their selection was plenty to keep him awake, staring into the fire as his memories played through his head. “Spike and Rarity, it’s nice to see two of my favorite subjects,” the large white Alicorn announced from her throne. “Subjects huh, so I’m guessing this is official business then, mom?” Spike replied. “Spike, darling, behave. I’m sure Celestia needs us for something very important.” The sun goddess smiled warmly on the odd couple before her. ”You’re both right. Equestria’s treaty with the northern ice dragons is due to expire in the coming year. I want you two to go ensure another 100 years of peace between us.” “Why us? Why not one of your diplomats, or even yourself or Luna?” “An excellent question, Spike! You two represent the pinnacle of our two species interaction. A dragon and a pony, deeply in love with one another. I believe this will go a long way with the ice dragons. On top of that the northern ice dragons are known for their love of beauty and art. Rarity’s natural talent and eye will prove invaluable at winning them over.” “I’m a fire dragon, how do you know that they’ll be as accepting?” “Dragons may be more ferocious than ponies, but they believe strong in the bonds of their race. It won’t matter to them.” Rarity gave Spike a playful jab. “It would be an honor, Princess. Maybe Spike will even learn something from the experience. Thank you for choosing us. Come now, Spike, we have to prepare for our trip.” Spike still seemed concerned, his few encounters with dragons not being very positive, but he decided to trust Rarity and the princesses’ judgment. The two walked out of the throne room. Spike stared at his love, still concerned for their safety. Maybe, he was picking up on Twilight’s paranoia. “I love you, Rarity.” “I love you too, Spikey-Wikey,” she mumbled in her sleep. Spike let sleep take him in the embrace of his love. The next afternoon found them at their destination, the northern ice dragon cave-city Glacialis. Upon entering the cave system they discovered giant sculptures of dragons created in ice, as well as flowers and gems. The cave walls shimmered with embedded diamonds. Rarity’s mouth stood agape at the beauty. A strong cold voice spoke out to them, “What brings you here, little ones?” Spike answered the giant white dragon that had descended upon them,”Celestia has sent us to forge another treaty between our kingdoms.” “Ah yes, the princess did send a message about your arrival. Allow me to escort you to the throne room.” Rarity allowed her manners to speak up, “That would be very appreciated, Mr.?” “Niveus. So tell me, what do you think of my home, Glacialis?” “It’s beautiful.” “Beautiful? Spike, are you blind? It’s amazing I’ve never seen such detailed art, especially on such a large scale. The light from the diamonds accentuates the sculptures perfectly.” “That pleases me. It’s been a long time since I’ve heard someone compliment my art.” Rarity gasped. “You did these masterpieces? Do you think you could teach me a little? With this level of dynamic and detail I could really advance my skill.” “You’re an artist?” “She is. She’s Equestria’s most talented dress maker and fashion designer, as well as the most beautiful mare in the world.” “Spike, dear, don’t embarrass me in front of our host here.” Rarity’s cheeks blushed red from the compliment all the same. “I’m just telling him the truth.” “You two are interesting. Are you perchance, a mate pair?” Both of their cheeks flushed red at the dragons faux paus. “In a word, yes,” Rarity answered. “How interesting indeed.” The large dragon appeared lost in thought for a moment. “What if I offered to fulfill both your wishes? If you agree to stay here under my tutelage for two months, I will agree to Celestia’s treaty. A pretty good offer if you ask me.” “Wait. How can you do that? Don’t we need to talk to the king?” Spike asked skeptically. “You have been.” The old dragon smiled mischievously. “”I find beings much more honest when they aren’t afraid of a title. I like you two, and I have much to teach. For instance Spike, did you know you can breathe ice as well as fire? It merely takes practice and a guiding hand to perfect the skill. I bet you two together could make some beautiful sculptures, and that is something I truly wish to see. So if you fulfill my wish, I shall in turn fulfill yours.” Spike looked at Rarity, noticing the shine in her eyes as her mind worked it’s artistic magic. “We’ll do it.” Rarity leaped into Spike’s embrace. “Really?” “Of course. The look in your eyes says it all.” Rarity gave Spike a passionate kiss, causing him and the elder dragon to blush. “Well then little ones, you have much to learn. Let’s get started.” Magic ClawsThe giant ice dragon admired the white Unicorn’s work as she used her hooves to chisel the block of ice into a sculpture. “Well done, Rarity. How do you like using your hooves instead of your magic?” “It’s a lot harder, but I can see why you were so adamant about it. Like this, I have to really focus on the details to get them just right. The first time I tried to make one of these I shattered the ice completely.” “You’ve improved faster than I ever imagined in three weeks. This increase in your concentration ability will cross over into your magic. It should improve your accuracy and overall efficiency, allowing you to use you magic longer, on more or larger objects, and with minimal strain.” The dragon looked over to a young drake meditating in the corner of the cave. “Spike, your meditation is finished. Come join us, I have something I wish to tell you both.” Spike’s eye shot open. “Coming, Niveus.” A quick stretch of his limbs and wings later, he stood next to the much larger dragon and the Unicorn. “Wow, Rarity. That looks beautiful.” Staring back at him, was an impressive, life-sized, Alicorn statue. The detail was so great that every feather on the wings could be clearly seen and admired. Rarity gave Spike a quick kiss on the cheek for the compliment. “Thank you, but I still feel like something’s missing. I just don’t know what.” Niveus smiled and began talking, “Well then, maybe you need to reflect on it while relaxing. The timing couldn’t be better, you two have been practicing and training hard these last 3 weeks straight. So, as your teacher and master in your arts, I am ordering you both to take the day off tomorrow.” Spike pumped his fist into the air. “Free day!” Rarity however, looked less pleased. “But I need to finish this your majesty.” “First off, you can just call me Niveus, and second, it’s an order not a suggestion. You will take the day off, and you will enjoy yourselves. Am I clear? Two quick replies came back at once, one excited, one not so much, “Yes, sir!” “Good. Now, go get some dinner and think about how you plan to spend your day.” The young couple left the king to his own devices and headed towards the Green House. The Green House was a large building in the lower caves where the ice dragons grew plants for food and medicinal purposes. Enchanted diamonds were used to harvest sunlight to create the artificial environment. And, even though dragons mostly ate gem stones, they still needed the vitamins provided by plants they harvested. Thankfully, this provided Rarity with a food supply during her stay. The walk to the Green House was uneventful. Few dragons lived in the city; Niveus had informed them that usually his kin stayed in their own caves, only coming to Glacialis for supplies or emergences. Upon reaching their destination, Spike ordered them both a meal, hay fries and diamonds for him, and a daisy and tulip sandwich for her. “I just can’t figure it out. I know it’s wrong, but I don’t know why. How can I be expected to relax with this on my shoulders?” “You used to relax once a week in Ponyville.” “Yes, but Fluttershy and I went to the spa on those days. There’s no spa around here to take my troubles away, and no Fluttershy to talk with. I miss her, all of them really, especially Sweetie.” Rarity used her fork to play with her food, not very ladylike, but she was a tad stressed at the moment and willing to overlook her behavior. “I do too. We’ve never been away this long. I wonder how Twi is doing.” A sudden snap brought Rarity’s head up, she swore she saw Spike’s face lite up for a moment, but it passed quickly and seemed her imagination. “Why don’t we head to bed after this and call it an early night? I’m sure some sleep will pick us right up.” Rarity gave a small smile. “If you think so, Spike.” Done with their food, they headed into their shared living quarters and snuggled into bed together. Spike’s natural heat kept them both warm, as he wrapped his wings around her. Morning found Rarity groggy and disheveled. With her eyes closed, she reached for something, someone, that should have been next to her, but found emptiness instead. “Morning, beautiful.” “Spike,” she stifled a yawn, “you’re already up?” “Had to gather some supplies.” Rarity’s eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light. “Supplies for what?” “What else, a spa. Just for you.” Rarity snapped to attention at the word spa. A quick look around the room showed a long table with a white soft towel laid across it, her combs and brushes laid out on the side, and a bucket of coal next to a barrel of water. “I’d suggest the sauna first.” Spike helped Rarity out of bed and led her to the large enclosed shower in their bathroom. He helped her sit on the side and walked off, returning moments later with the coal and water in his claws. He shut the door behind him, placed the components in the middle, and sat down next to his love. “Spike, this is so sweet, but you don’t have to do this.” “I know, but I want to.” This earned him a small kiss on the lips. A quick concentrated blast of fire warmed the coals. A ladle full of water brought forth a wave of steam that relaxed the couple with its soothing heat. Rarity hummed happily, while Spike would refresh the steam every once in a while. They left the makeshift sauna, Rarity feeling her irritation drain out of her. Her hair know cascaded down her neck sticking up here and there. Spike patted the blanketed table, prompting Rarity to sit down upon it. He reached over and grabbed her comb. He gently glided the comb through her mane, straightening it as he went. He spoke up as the last strand fell into place, “Perfect.” “But I usually keep it styled.” “I know, but you look really pretty with your mane down as well. It’s nice to see it like this every once in a while.” Rarity blushed, “If you say so.” “Now for your coat.” Spike decided against the brushes, and instead, starting running his fingers and claws through her coat. “Spike, that feels delightful,” Rarity purred out as he pampered her. “My pleasure, milady.” With her coat and mane now taken care of, Spike motioned for her to lie down. Rarity did as she was instructed, wondering how Spike managed to top himself next. Her answer came as he began rubbing his hands roughly against her upper back. She gasped as he hit a particularly sweet spot. “SPIKE, when did you learn to give massages?” “Celestia had me taught as a kid. She said I’d find a use for it one day. Never believed her, but I guess she knew best after all.” Rarity sighed contently as Spike moved lower down her back, his claws digging into her, working their own magic. “How come you’ve never done this for me before?” “Figured, I wouldn’t compare to Aloe, Vera, or Lotus.” “More like, they can’t compare to you, darling.” Spike felt his face redden; she still made him feel like that young hatchling from all those years ago. “I’m glad you like your gift.” Rarity started crying a little. “Shit! Did I hit a bad spot, too much pressure, I didn’t cut you did I?” Spike asked frantically. Rarity sat up and gave him a long kiss. She broke off, nuzzling her head into Spike’s chest. “No, this was just so thoughtful. I love you so much, Spike.” Spike laughed, the panic leaving his body. “Never expected you to get this emotional. I’m really happy, you needed this.” Emotional, emotional, emotion! That was it that was what the sculpture needed, emotion! Rarity jumped off the table, knocking Spike on to the bed. “I know what my masterpiece needs! Spike, you’re a genius.” “I try.” Rarity prepared to gallop off and finish her project right then and there. That is, until she looked over at Spike smiling, genuinely happy to have helped her over her block. Today was her day off. “But first, I think you’ve earned a reward.” She said in her favorite sultry tone. And with no other warning, Rarity pounced onto an unsuspecting Spike. The Fruits of LaborTwo dark shadows moved quickly over the snow covered hills held within an endless blizzard. One giant one with two large wings, a tail, and a long neck attached to a fierce looking skull. This shadow belonged to a gigantic white dragon with teal spikes. The other shadow was the same in many ways but two. It was many times smaller than the first, and it appeared to have a second head. Its owners were a purple drake with green spikes, and a white Unicorn mare with a purple mane and saddle bag. The white dragon spoke up, “Your training appears to be paying off nicely Spike. You couldn’t fly in the blizzard at all originally, and now, you’re a natural.” “Thanks to you, Niveus. I’m just glad Rarity can protect herself with her magic.” The Unicorn perked up with the mention of her name. “It is quite useful. He’s right though Spike, you really are doing fabulous. Just as Niveus predicated, we'll be in Canterlot in a few hours.” Niveus smiled wickedly. “Wait till we get out of the snow.” Spike and Rarity both gave him a quizzical look, but decided against asking him what he meant. Enough time with him had taught them both that he enjoyed surprises. They flew out of the blizzard into the clear skies two hours later. Almost instantly they shot off at incredible speed. “You see young ones, if flying in snow storm is easy, than flying in a blue sky is effortless. It all carries over.” Spike was amazed by his new found speed and wing strength. He decided to try and push it as far as he could, Niveus joining in with a toothy smile. Rarity on the other hand, was holding on for dear life as the trio rocketed through the sky. Before long a giant, white, stone castle with a city under it that built entirely into the side of a mountain came into view. Niveus sighed at the site of the grand and beautiful city. “Canterlot, it’s been too long.” They slowed down their approach as they reached the city, gliding on the air for the last step of their trek. The ponies below gawked at the site of the grand beasts and the beautiful Unicorn. Niveus slowly seemed to shrink till he was Spike’s size much to Spike and Rarity’s surprise. He shouted to them both playfully, “Something you learn as you get older and too big to fit into most places.” They landed gently on the steps of the palace. Four mares cheered loudly at their arrival while the two Princesses smiled warmly. Suddenly, a pink Earth Pony appeared on top of Spike and behind Rarity. “I missed you two so much. You know what this calls for?” Rarity was busy trying to breath so Spike answered happily, “Let me guess Pinkie, a party.” Pinkie jumped down. “No silly, A PARTYYYYYYY!” An orange Earth mare in a Stetson hat trotted over, “Pinkie you scared poor Rarity half to death.” Rarity having found her composure answered, “Its fine Applejack. Honestly, you’d think I ‘d be used to it by now.” She stepped off of Spike as he lowered himself down and took her place next to him. A lilac Unicorn trotted over and hugged them both around the neck. “Miss us Twilight?” Spike chuckled. “The letters helped, but yes, I did. You two are being grounded to Ponyville until I say so.” Spike laughed. “I’m a little old for you to being grounding me Twilight.” “As am I, darling,” Rarity added. “I don’t care. You’re both grounded and that’s that.” Rarity and Spike hugged her back. His older sister and her best friend would always be their adorkable, overbearing pain in the flank, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. “Fluttershy stop hiding behind me. He’s a guest of the Princesses and a friend of Spike and Rarity for Celestia’s sake,” declared the blue Pegasus with a rainbow colored mane to the yellow Pegasus with a long pink mane hiding behind her. “But Rainbow Dash, he’s a dragon,” Fluttershy whimpered. “I’ve see you face down dragons before. Now, get over there and say hi already.” In a flash Rainbow Dash had gotten behind Fluttershy and pushed her in front of Niveus. Fluttershy seemed to lose all her color. “Um… hi- i?” she squeaked “Hello, little one. Hello, everypony, in fact. Celestia, Luna get down here and take part.” The dark blue Alicorn walked down first. “It is nice to see you Niveus. It has been too long.” “Too long indeed my old friend.” “I hope my son and his mate didn’t give you any problem during their stay Niveus,” the white Alicorn announced. “None at all. Have you been in the cake again Celestia? I don’t remember your flank being so shapely.” Niveus wore a shit-eating grin. Celestia blushed, finding the floor suddenly very interesting. “Must be your imagination.” “Speaking of imagination, students are you ready to show your friends and family the fruits of your labor?” Spike and Rarity suddenly stood before Niveus and spoke together, “Yes sir.” “I suggest we all adjourn to the stairs.” Spike and Rarity stood before the entrance to the castle facing the town. Spike took a deep breath, but instead of blowing a wall of flame, he released beam of blue and white with a huff. The beam hit the ground forming into ice. The ice quickly ascended, rounded at the top, and then descended back to the ground creating a giant arch of ice. Everyone but Niveus looked on in shock at the drake’s new ability. Before they could say anything, thirty diamond tipped chisels held in a light blue aura levitated out of the saddle bag Rarity carried. “Ready, Spike?” “Always.” Suddenly, the chisels all started chipping away at the ice as Spike took off into the air. He quickly flew around the structure and used his claws to carve into the ice. His fire breath melted away any unnecessary ice as he worked. The quick work created a small snow fall on the ground below as they worked effortlessly together. The watchers stood with their mouths agape, sans Niveus, as they watched the arch of ice take form. The two finished as Spike used his wings to blow off any ice shaving and landed next to Rarity. Rarity and Spike shared a small kiss and a nuzzle as they admired their work. Before them stood a perfect, larger-than-life replica of the Sun and Moon Princesses rearing on two legs, their front hooves meeting in the middle where a crescent moon eclipsed the sun directly above and between. “So Celestia, how do you like your new archway?” Niveus asked smugly. Spike and Rarity joined the group who stood in silent amazement at the beautiful piece of art before them. “Not bad, huh?” Spike asked with the same smug look the older dragon was wearing. “Not bad, psh. We were amazing my love,” Rarity answered for everyone. Niveus looked proudly at his disciples. “Celesta, Luna don’t you think you should work a little magic to keep it from melting?” Luna snapped back to reality. “Of course. Come on Sister, if these two can work together to create this, surely we can do the same to preserve it.” Celestia nodded her head in agreement. “Together.” Their horns lit up in a white and blue aura as a mixture of the two surrounded the sculpture sealing it forever in its glory. “Now, I think we have a treaty to sign,” Niveus announced, heading into the castle with the Princesses in tow. Rainbow Dash flew up to Spike, “You, me, race, now!”
Heroic HeartsThe screams of ponies filled the air. It was ironic, usually they were cheers of ewws and ahhs at these events, not fear and panic induced madness. And standing at the epicenter of it all, one lone white unicorn with a purple mane. Rarity was not having a good day to say the least. She stood, her horn glowing, holding the roof of the collapsing building. Its weight was wearing on her magic, making it impossible to move. Still, she couldn’t help but think of how proud Twilight would be at such a feat of magic, one unicorn holding an entire fashion expo’s roof by herself. She looked down to find Spike staring at her. She recognized the look; he was afraid, not for himself, but for her. “Spike, you need to get the rest of the ponies out of here,” a simple command. Most of the Canterlot Elite had run out the moment the building started to collapse, the few remaining would be of no help. It was more important that they were safe, that he was safe. Spike did as he was instructed, understanding the weight of the order. “Everypony, hurry to the exits! You don’t have long to escape! GO!” he shouted. She chuckled inwardly at his bravery. It was funny really. Here she had invited him to serve as her assistant for this, “once in a life time event,” just so she could spend some time alone with him. This had clearly not been on her schedule. She grunted a little as the building inched closer still. Her generosity had come to bite her in the flank it seemed. Here she was giving one of the three most important things she could give, and all she had wanted was to give and receive one of the others, her love… and his. The rest of the ponies had cleared out, fallen back to safety no doubt. But one lone purple and green dragon remained by her side. Brave fool, she huffed in her head. No wonder she loved him. Some shopping, a fashion show, a nice dinner, how had such a perfect night come to this? “Spike, you need to go.” “I won’t leave you,” he said, calm and collected. She felt tears attempting to escape, but she had no time. She considered for a minute what would be harder, knowing the truth to have her taken away, or always wondering to never know? She decided if this was it for her, that they both needed this peace. “Spike, I need you to go. I… I love you, and I can’t let you die here. Please Spike, if you love me as much as I know you do, leave for my sake,” Rarity begged, the tears ignoring her protest and freeing themselves. The ceiling moved closer, and her magic was almost spent. “Please.” Spike moved towards the door, how could he not? It was her wish, and he always worked to make her wishes come true. She loved him, and now he’d never have a chance to show just how much he loved her. But she was showing him right now, sacrificing herself while he made his escape. He stopped. What about what he wanted? This wasn’t fair! He was hers and she was his! HIS! And how dare anything think it was going to take away HIS Rarity! HIS love! HIS whole life! HE’D HAVE NONE OF IT! NOONE WAS TAKING AWAY WHAT MATTERED TO HIM! Rarity’s eyes started closing. Time was short, her magic drained. She could only hope he had made it to safety. A fierce protective roar glided over her ears, and a flash of purple and green was the last thing she saw as her eyes lidded. Her last thought, I’m sorry Spike, I really did love you. Rays of light fell into a Canterlot hospital room. Her eyes fluttered open. It took a moment for her sight to return, but she saw many colorful blurs in front of her. “Welcome back Rarity,” the lilac blob spoke softly. Her eyes adjusted showing her Twilight Sparkle and her other four friends. How was she alive? In fact, beside a massive headache, she felt completely unharmed. “Where’s Spike?” she managed to cough out. Twilight’s face contorted into a sad smile, as she wiped a tear away and pointed to the bed next to her. In it lay the purple and green drake covered in bandages. Rarity’s heart shattered at the sight, the blinking beeping machines attached to her Spike. It was all too much. “He’s been out for the last few days along with you. Somehow he managed to grow into a nearly full sized dragon. The impact of his head bursting through the roof apparently knocked him out after a few moments. It was long enough for the building to fall around you two. He protected you with his own bodies. You’re both heroes.” Rarity laughed, hero. She couldn’t even protect the one she loved. But maybe, he was the one who decided to protect the one he loved as well. A pair of fools, how fitting they should love each other. “Spike wake up, please. I need you!” Rarity begged the motionless dragon. “Don’t you ponies ever let a sleeping dragon lie?” came a smart remark. “Spike!” Rarity screamed in happiness. He opened his eyes, as her lips pressed against his. Their lips parted, and she spoke one word with tears in her eyes, “Idiot.”
SacrificesTwilight walked into the library. The lights were off, and before her, facing a bookshelf, stood a slightly-larger-than-pony-sized purple drake, with green spikes running down his back, and wings draped around his body like a shroud. “Hey Twi.” “Don’t you, hey Twi, me. I saw Rarity in tears running towards the boutique; she told me you broke up with her. What the hay Spike! I thought you loved her!” Spike sighed and turned around. His face was covered in stains that could have only come from tears running down it. When he spoke it sounded calm, resolute, “I do love her Twilight. Can’t you see? I had to do this, for her.” “What are you talking about?” “Look at me Twilight. What do you see?” “My little brother being unreasonably stupid.” “A dragon, Twilight. I’m a dragon, a fire breathing, greedy, nasty, monster. She deserves better!” “Spike-,” Twilight voice was calming, sympathetic. “No Twilight. This is what’s best for her. She has dreams. She wants to be a famous fashionista and live in the lap of luxury. And I’m sure she’d love nothing more than to use that position to help others. Generous as she is.” Spike chuckled. “And what about her dream of finding her true love? A brave, dashing, kind, romantic gentlecolt,” Twilight demanded. “Exactly Twilight, a gentlecolt. Last I checked, I’m not a colt. She can’t have either of her dreams with me. Around here they know me, but out there I’m just a monster. And when they find out she’s with me, they won’t respect her. They won’t order dresses from her. They’ll shun her for being with a freak. They’ll treat her like she’s a freak. She doesn’t deserve that. She deserves to have all her dreams come true! And I don’t deserve her.” Spike passion flared out as he got to the last part. It was true; he had even made her cry. He really was a monster. “She’s never seen it that way! She loves you!” Twilight was outraged, not just at Spike, but at the world. She was a smart mare, and she could see the truth in his words. “AND I LOVE HER!” Tears returned to his eyes as he tried to fight them back. He calmed down, but his voice held his sorrow, his anguish, “With this she’ll be able to be happy. Haven’t you ever heard the saying Twilight, if you love something set it free? She needs to be free of me Twilight. She deserves her dreams. She deserves everything and more. She deserves better than me. Let it be Twilight, just let it be. Let her be happy. It’ll take time, but she’ll see that I was never really good for her in the first place. She’ll find someone else, and she’ll be happy. And if I can give her that for nothing more than being heartbroken forever without her, it’s a small price to pay.” The tears refused to be held back any longer as they cascaded down his face. “Spike you’re being stupid!” Twilight screamed, irritated to no end. “ENOUGH!” Spike paused at his outburst. “Look at me. I’m even yelling at you. I’m exactly the monster they say I am.” “No you’re not, darling.” “Rarity!” Twilight exclaimed. “What are you doing here Rarity?” Spike asked. Her response was to slap Spike across the face. “I came here to tell you off. That was until I heard all of this.” Spike looked to the floor ashamed of being found out. “Spike,” Rarity grabbed Spike’s face and forced him to look into her eyes, “I love you for who you are, and you being a dragon has never bothered me. Well, beside a tad when we were younger. And I know you love me for who I am, why else would you make this kind of sacrifice? But the fact is, I will never find a colt, drake, or other being in existence as kind and loving as you. And you’re so much more still. I don’t care what anyone thinks, including you. You are not a monster, and the one who doesn’t deserve you is me.” She forced him to stare into her soul, to sense the truth in her every word. She chuckled. “And honestly, I don’t care what you believe; I’m never letting you go. Because even if I’m generous with everything else in my life, I will always be selfish about having you.” “I’m sorr-,” Rarity interrupted Spike with a kiss. He held her firmly against him and kissed her back. He would never let her go again. A cat call and a shout from Twilight broke the deep, romantic moment, “Get a room!” she cheered happily. Spike lifted Rarity into his arms. “Great idea! I think we'll use yours.” And with a shit eating grin, Spike carried a very red Rarity up the stairs. “NO! Not on the bed I just replaced all the sheets and blankets.” Twilight followed after them, to have a door slammed in her face. “I have magic; I can get in!” “Are you sure you want to!” a certain devious drake shouted from the other side. Twilight looked at the door, and proceeded to walk downstairs to sleep on the couch.
Into the BlizzardA long purple drake with green spikes running down it’s back landed at the foot of the northern snow mountains, folding his wings up. His spikes were far from the most interesting thing on his back though. Just below his shoulders sat a white unicorn with a curled purple mane and a white and blue scarf and hat. She was holding on to the spike in front of her as an extra safety precaution during their flight. The mountains in front of them were legendary for two reasons. The first, being the never ending blizzard, and the second, for being the home of the Northern Ice Dragons. A species of dragon rarely seen in Equestria. The unicorn stepped off the dragon, who stood only half a head taller than her. “So Spike, you ready for a little adventure.” “With you Rarity, always. How far in do we have to go?” The unicorn levitated a map over from the saddle bag on her back. “A day and a half walking, considering the storms.” “Might as well get started then, stay close. I’ll shield you from the snow, wind, and cold with a wing.” She giggled. “Like I need a reason to be close to you.” The drake opened his wing, and the beautiful mare snuggled against his side. They began their dangerous trek through the mountains and into the white flurry of the storms. The two adventurers found themselves in a cave on the side of one of the mountains. A warm, green fire burned, controlled and fueled by magic and the air, in the middle of the small cave. Rarity laid against Spike’s side purring softly in her sleep, enjoying the warmth from his inner fire. It was one of those things he had discovered later in their relationship that he had come to love; it was extremely cute and innocent. He had a hard time getting to sleep without it nowadays. Still this mission and their selection was plenty to keep him awake, staring into the fire as his memories played through his head. “Spike and Rarity, it’s nice to see two of my favorite subjects,” the large white Alicorn announced from her throne. “Subjects huh, so I’m guessing this is official business then, mom?” Spike replied. “Spike, darling, behave. I’m sure Celestia needs us for something very important.” The sun goddess smiled warmly on the odd couple before her. ”You’re both right. Equestria’s treaty with the northern ice dragons is due to expire in the coming year. I want you two to go ensure another 100 years of peace between us.” “Why us? Why not one of your diplomats, or even yourself or Luna?” “An excellent question, Spike! You two represent the pinnacle of our two species interaction. A dragon and a pony, deeply in love with one another. I believe this will go a long way with the ice dragons. On top of that the northern ice dragons are known for their love of beauty and art. Rarity’s natural talent and eye will prove invaluable at winning them over.” “I’m a fire dragon, how do you know that they’ll be as accepting?” “Dragons may be more ferocious than ponies, but they believe strong in the bonds of their race. It won’t matter to them.” Rarity gave Spike a playful jab. “It would be an honor, Princess. Maybe Spike will even learn something from the experience. Thank you for choosing us. Come now, Spike, we have to prepare for our trip.” Spike still seemed concerned, his few encounters with dragons not being very positive, but he decided to trust Rarity and the princesses’ judgment. The two walked out of the throne room. Spike stared at his love, still concerned for their safety. Maybe, he was picking up on Twilight’s paranoia. “I love you, Rarity.” “I love you too, Spikey-Wikey,” she mumbled in her sleep. Spike let sleep take him in the embrace of his love. The next afternoon found them at their destination, the northern ice dragon cave-city Glacialis. Upon entering the cave system they discovered giant sculptures of dragons created in ice, as well as flowers and gems. The cave walls shimmered with embedded diamonds. Rarity’s mouth stood agape at the beauty. A strong cold voice spoke out to them, “What brings you here, little ones?” Spike answered the giant white dragon that had descended upon them,”Celestia has sent us to forge another treaty between our kingdoms.” “Ah yes, the princess did send a message about your arrival. Allow me to escort you to the throne room.” Rarity allowed her manners to speak up, “That would be very appreciated, Mr.?” “Niveus. So tell me, what do you think of my home, Glacialis?” “It’s beautiful.” “Beautiful? Spike, are you blind? It’s amazing I’ve never seen such detailed art, especially on such a large scale. The light from the diamonds accentuates the sculptures perfectly.” “That pleases me. It’s been a long time since I’ve heard someone compliment my art.” Rarity gasped. “You did these masterpieces? Do you think you could teach me a little? With this level of dynamic and detail I could really advance my skill.” “You’re an artist?” “She is. She’s Equestria’s most talented dress maker and fashion designer, as well as the most beautiful mare in the world.” “Spike, dear, don’t embarrass me in front of our host here.” Rarity’s cheeks blushed red from the compliment all the same. “I’m just telling him the truth.” “You two are interesting. Are you perchance, a mate pair?” Both of their cheeks flushed red at the dragons faux paus. “In a word, yes,” Rarity answered. “How interesting indeed.” The large dragon appeared lost in thought for a moment. “What if I offered to fulfill both your wishes? If you agree to stay here under my tutelage for two months, I will agree to Celestia’s treaty. A pretty good offer if you ask me.” “Wait. How can you do that? Don’t we need to talk to the king?” Spike asked skeptically. “You have been.” The old dragon smiled mischievously. “”I find beings much more honest when they aren’t afraid of a title. I like you two, and I have much to teach. For instance Spike, did you know you can breathe ice as well as fire? It merely takes practice and a guiding hand to perfect the skill. I bet you two together could make some beautiful sculptures, and that is something I truly wish to see. So if you fulfill my wish, I shall in turn fulfill yours.” Spike looked at Rarity, noticing the shine in her eyes as her mind worked it’s artistic magic. “We’ll do it.” Rarity leaped into Spike’s embrace. “Really?” “Of course. The look in your eyes says it all.” Rarity gave Spike a passionate kiss, causing him and the elder dragon to blush. “Well then little ones, you have much to learn. Let’s get started.”
Magic ClawsThe giant ice dragon admired the white Unicorn’s work as she used her hooves to chisel the block of ice into a sculpture. “Well done, Rarity. How do you like using your hooves instead of your magic?” “It’s a lot harder, but I can see why you were so adamant about it. Like this, I have to really focus on the details to get them just right. The first time I tried to make one of these I shattered the ice completely.” “You’ve improved faster than I ever imagined in three weeks. This increase in your concentration ability will cross over into your magic. It should improve your accuracy and overall efficiency, allowing you to use you magic longer, on more or larger objects, and with minimal strain.” The dragon looked over to a young drake meditating in the corner of the cave. “Spike, your meditation is finished. Come join us, I have something I wish to tell you both.” Spike’s eye shot open. “Coming, Niveus.” A quick stretch of his limbs and wings later, he stood next to the much larger dragon and the Unicorn. “Wow, Rarity. That looks beautiful.” Staring back at him, was an impressive, life-sized, Alicorn statue. The detail was so great that every feather on the wings could be clearly seen and admired. Rarity gave Spike a quick kiss on the cheek for the compliment. “Thank you, but I still feel like something’s missing. I just don’t know what.” Niveus smiled and began talking, “Well then, maybe you need to reflect on it while relaxing. The timing couldn’t be better, you two have been practicing and training hard these last 3 weeks straight. So, as your teacher and master in your arts, I am ordering you both to take the day off tomorrow.” Spike pumped his fist into the air. “Free day!” Rarity however, looked less pleased. “But I need to finish this your majesty.” “First off, you can just call me Niveus, and second, it’s an order not a suggestion. You will take the day off, and you will enjoy yourselves. Am I clear? Two quick replies came back at once, one excited, one not so much, “Yes, sir!” “Good. Now, go get some dinner and think about how you plan to spend your day.” The young couple left the king to his own devices and headed towards the Green House. The Green House was a large building in the lower caves where the ice dragons grew plants for food and medicinal purposes. Enchanted diamonds were used to harvest sunlight to create the artificial environment. And, even though dragons mostly ate gem stones, they still needed the vitamins provided by plants they harvested. Thankfully, this provided Rarity with a food supply during her stay. The walk to the Green House was uneventful. Few dragons lived in the city; Niveus had informed them that usually his kin stayed in their own caves, only coming to Glacialis for supplies or emergences. Upon reaching their destination, Spike ordered them both a meal, hay fries and diamonds for him, and a daisy and tulip sandwich for her. “I just can’t figure it out. I know it’s wrong, but I don’t know why. How can I be expected to relax with this on my shoulders?” “You used to relax once a week in Ponyville.” “Yes, but Fluttershy and I went to the spa on those days. There’s no spa around here to take my troubles away, and no Fluttershy to talk with. I miss her, all of them really, especially Sweetie.” Rarity used her fork to play with her food, not very ladylike, but she was a tad stressed at the moment and willing to overlook her behavior. “I do too. We’ve never been away this long. I wonder how Twi is doing.” A sudden snap brought Rarity’s head up, she swore she saw Spike’s face lite up for a moment, but it passed quickly and seemed her imagination. “Why don’t we head to bed after this and call it an early night? I’m sure some sleep will pick us right up.” Rarity gave a small smile. “If you think so, Spike.” Done with their food, they headed into their shared living quarters and snuggled into bed together. Spike’s natural heat kept them both warm, as he wrapped his wings around her. Morning found Rarity groggy and disheveled. With her eyes closed, she reached for something, someone, that should have been next to her, but found emptiness instead. “Morning, beautiful.” “Spike,” she stifled a yawn, “you’re already up?” “Had to gather some supplies.” Rarity’s eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light. “Supplies for what?” “What else, a spa. Just for you.” Rarity snapped to attention at the word spa. A quick look around the room showed a long table with a white soft towel laid across it, her combs and brushes laid out on the side, and a bucket of coal next to a barrel of water. “I’d suggest the sauna first.” Spike helped Rarity out of bed and led her to the large enclosed shower in their bathroom. He helped her sit on the side and walked off, returning moments later with the coal and water in his claws. He shut the door behind him, placed the components in the middle, and sat down next to his love. “Spike, this is so sweet, but you don’t have to do this.” “I know, but I want to.” This earned him a small kiss on the lips. A quick concentrated blast of fire warmed the coals. A ladle full of water brought forth a wave of steam that relaxed the couple with its soothing heat. Rarity hummed happily, while Spike would refresh the steam every once in a while. They left the makeshift sauna, Rarity feeling her irritation drain out of her. Her hair know cascaded down her neck sticking up here and there. Spike patted the blanketed table, prompting Rarity to sit down upon it. He reached over and grabbed her comb. He gently glided the comb through her mane, straightening it as he went. He spoke up as the last strand fell into place, “Perfect.” “But I usually keep it styled.” “I know, but you look really pretty with your mane down as well. It’s nice to see it like this every once in a while.” Rarity blushed, “If you say so.” “Now for your coat.” Spike decided against the brushes, and instead, starting running his fingers and claws through her coat. “Spike, that feels delightful,” Rarity purred out as he pampered her. “My pleasure, milady.” With her coat and mane now taken care of, Spike motioned for her to lie down. Rarity did as she was instructed, wondering how Spike managed to top himself next. Her answer came as he began rubbing his hands roughly against her upper back. She gasped as he hit a particularly sweet spot. “SPIKE, when did you learn to give massages?” “Celestia had me taught as a kid. She said I’d find a use for it one day. Never believed her, but I guess she knew best after all.” Rarity sighed contently as Spike moved lower down her back, his claws digging into her, working their own magic. “How come you’ve never done this for me before?” “Figured, I wouldn’t compare to Aloe, Vera, or Lotus.” “More like, they can’t compare to you, darling.” Spike felt his face redden; she still made him feel like that young hatchling from all those years ago. “I’m glad you like your gift.” Rarity started crying a little. “Shit! Did I hit a bad spot, too much pressure, I didn’t cut you did I?” Spike asked frantically. Rarity sat up and gave him a long kiss. She broke off, nuzzling her head into Spike’s chest. “No, this was just so thoughtful. I love you so much, Spike.” Spike laughed, the panic leaving his body. “Never expected you to get this emotional. I’m really happy, you needed this.” Emotional, emotional, emotion! That was it that was what the sculpture needed, emotion! Rarity jumped off the table, knocking Spike on to the bed. “I know what my masterpiece needs! Spike, you’re a genius.” “I try.” Rarity prepared to gallop off and finish her project right then and there. That is, until she looked over at Spike smiling, genuinely happy to have helped her over her block. Today was her day off. “But first, I think you’ve earned a reward.” She said in her favorite sultry tone. And with no other warning, Rarity pounced onto an unsuspecting Spike.
The Fruits of LaborTwo dark shadows moved quickly over the snow covered hills held within an endless blizzard. One giant one with two large wings, a tail, and a long neck attached to a fierce looking skull. This shadow belonged to a gigantic white dragon with teal spikes. The other shadow was the same in many ways but two. It was many times smaller than the first, and it appeared to have a second head. Its owners were a purple drake with green spikes, and a white Unicorn mare with a purple mane and saddle bag. The white dragon spoke up, “Your training appears to be paying off nicely Spike. You couldn’t fly in the blizzard at all originally, and now, you’re a natural.” “Thanks to you, Niveus. I’m just glad Rarity can protect herself with her magic.” The Unicorn perked up with the mention of her name. “It is quite useful. He’s right though Spike, you really are doing fabulous. Just as Niveus predicated, we'll be in Canterlot in a few hours.” Niveus smiled wickedly. “Wait till we get out of the snow.” Spike and Rarity both gave him a quizzical look, but decided against asking him what he meant. Enough time with him had taught them both that he enjoyed surprises. They flew out of the blizzard into the clear skies two hours later. Almost instantly they shot off at incredible speed. “You see young ones, if flying in snow storm is easy, than flying in a blue sky is effortless. It all carries over.” Spike was amazed by his new found speed and wing strength. He decided to try and push it as far as he could, Niveus joining in with a toothy smile. Rarity on the other hand, was holding on for dear life as the trio rocketed through the sky. Before long a giant, white, stone castle with a city under it that built entirely into the side of a mountain came into view. Niveus sighed at the site of the grand and beautiful city. “Canterlot, it’s been too long.” They slowed down their approach as they reached the city, gliding on the air for the last step of their trek. The ponies below gawked at the site of the grand beasts and the beautiful Unicorn. Niveus slowly seemed to shrink till he was Spike’s size much to Spike and Rarity’s surprise. He shouted to them both playfully, “Something you learn as you get older and too big to fit into most places.” They landed gently on the steps of the palace. Four mares cheered loudly at their arrival while the two Princesses smiled warmly. Suddenly, a pink Earth Pony appeared on top of Spike and behind Rarity. “I missed you two so much. You know what this calls for?” Rarity was busy trying to breath so Spike answered happily, “Let me guess Pinkie, a party.” Pinkie jumped down. “No silly, A PARTYYYYYYY!” An orange Earth mare in a Stetson hat trotted over, “Pinkie you scared poor Rarity half to death.” Rarity having found her composure answered, “Its fine Applejack. Honestly, you’d think I ‘d be used to it by now.” She stepped off of Spike as he lowered himself down and took her place next to him. A lilac Unicorn trotted over and hugged them both around the neck. “Miss us Twilight?” Spike chuckled. “The letters helped, but yes, I did. You two are being grounded to Ponyville until I say so.” Spike laughed. “I’m a little old for you to being grounding me Twilight.” “As am I, darling,” Rarity added. “I don’t care. You’re both grounded and that’s that.” Rarity and Spike hugged her back. His older sister and her best friend would always be their adorkable, overbearing pain in the flank, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. “Fluttershy stop hiding behind me. He’s a guest of the Princesses and a friend of Spike and Rarity for Celestia’s sake,” declared the blue Pegasus with a rainbow colored mane to the yellow Pegasus with a long pink mane hiding behind her. “But Rainbow Dash, he’s a dragon,” Fluttershy whimpered. “I’ve see you face down dragons before. Now, get over there and say hi already.” In a flash Rainbow Dash had gotten behind Fluttershy and pushed her in front of Niveus. Fluttershy seemed to lose all her color. “Um… hi- i?” she squeaked “Hello, little one. Hello, everypony, in fact. Celestia, Luna get down here and take part.” The dark blue Alicorn walked down first. “It is nice to see you Niveus. It has been too long.” “Too long indeed my old friend.” “I hope my son and his mate didn’t give you any problem during their stay Niveus,” the white Alicorn announced. “None at all. Have you been in the cake again Celestia? I don’t remember your flank being so shapely.” Niveus wore a shit-eating grin. Celestia blushed, finding the floor suddenly very interesting. “Must be your imagination.” “Speaking of imagination, students are you ready to show your friends and family the fruits of your labor?” Spike and Rarity suddenly stood before Niveus and spoke together, “Yes sir.” “I suggest we all adjourn to the stairs.” Spike and Rarity stood before the entrance to the castle facing the town. Spike took a deep breath, but instead of blowing a wall of flame, he released beam of blue and white with a huff. The beam hit the ground forming into ice. The ice quickly ascended, rounded at the top, and then descended back to the ground creating a giant arch of ice. Everyone but Niveus looked on in shock at the drake’s new ability. Before they could say anything, thirty diamond tipped chisels held in a light blue aura levitated out of the saddle bag Rarity carried. “Ready, Spike?” “Always.” Suddenly, the chisels all started chipping away at the ice as Spike took off into the air. He quickly flew around the structure and used his claws to carve into the ice. His fire breath melted away any unnecessary ice as he worked. The quick work created a small snow fall on the ground below as they worked effortlessly together. The watchers stood with their mouths agape, sans Niveus, as they watched the arch of ice take form. The two finished as Spike used his wings to blow off any ice shaving and landed next to Rarity. Rarity and Spike shared a small kiss and a nuzzle as they admired their work. Before them stood a perfect, larger-than-life replica of the Sun and Moon Princesses rearing on two legs, their front hooves meeting in the middle where a crescent moon eclipsed the sun directly above and between. “So Celestia, how do you like your new archway?” Niveus asked smugly. Spike and Rarity joined the group who stood in silent amazement at the beautiful piece of art before them. “Not bad, huh?” Spike asked with the same smug look the older dragon was wearing. “Not bad, psh. We were amazing my love,” Rarity answered for everyone. Niveus looked proudly at his disciples. “Celesta, Luna don’t you think you should work a little magic to keep it from melting?” Luna snapped back to reality. “Of course. Come on Sister, if these two can work together to create this, surely we can do the same to preserve it.” Celestia nodded her head in agreement. “Together.” Their horns lit up in a white and blue aura as a mixture of the two surrounded the sculpture sealing it forever in its glory. “Now, I think we have a treaty to sign,” Niveus announced, heading into the castle with the Princesses in tow. Rainbow Dash flew up to Spike, “You, me, race, now!”
