Spike The Dragon Welcome to Gaia

"Oh great, another college rejected me because they thought I used a fake name. It all started with that guy not wanting to take me in as a roommate because I'm magic-blooded. This is turning out to be the best day ever! Fuck my life, just fuck it!” A purple man with green eyes and hair monologued to himself as he walked through a park, reading the offending letter.

He ignored the looks the normal non-pastel people were giving him. At this point, he was all too used to it to care. After all, he is eighteen now and has been like this all of his life.

"Why can't anything ever work out in my life for once," Spike said as he sat down on a bench and thought of his life.

How he was abandoned as a newborn because he was one of the children born with magical abilities thanks to the rift that opened between Earth and the world of Gaia. Then how someone at the orphanage thought it was funny to make his full name, Spike The Dragon, because he had naturally spiky hair and was wearing a diaper with a cartoon dragon on it. Something that seemed oddly appropriate when he learned later in life that his type of magic-blooded was known as dragon-blooded, as he had powers similar to the race of dragons from Gaia.

Which is how he was never adopted, because despite the nations of Earth making peace with the nations of Gaia, people still look down on those with magic-blooded as freaky. How despite working hard all his life to get marketable skills and having magical abilities. He could only get some lousy part-time job that paid him less than anyone else, because no one else was willing to hire him.

How despite having excellent grades, no college or even trade schools were willing to take him because they all thought he was using a fake name. Also how now that he was out of high school he was on a deadline to get out of the orphanage. A deadline that was almost up and still he couldn't find a place to live.

"At least I can spend today with Twilight, that always cheers me up," he remarked while thinking about his only close friend.

A type of pony called an alicorn, one who came to Earth to help teach humans about Gaia, and to learn about humans. He met the little older than him alicorn at his school. As she came as part of a lecture tour, being the only magic-blooded person in school, she talked to him quite a bit and the two became fast friends.

In fact, whenever she was on Earth, she would always spend time with him no matter what. Even having him help her with her lectures, but as he thought of his friend, he soon became sad again. For soon she would go back to Equestria on Gaia, and with the way things were looking he didn't know if he would ever see her again.

Suddenly, to the surprise of those nearby, in a flash of green fire Spike grew reptile wings and a fin on his head. This didn't surprise Spike, as this was the magical transformation that all his kind can do. Either at will or in cases like this as a reflex to certain things, like powerful magic.

"Looks like Twilight is here."

He looks around and sees the alicorn in question, like all ponies she was shorter than a normal human and had these odd hoof-like hands, as well as hooves for feet.

"So Twilight what do you feel like doing today? Because I feel like almost anything."

Twilight gave him a nervous smile before she reached for some papers in her purse.

"Actually Spike, I want to tell you something about Equestria. Things I bet you don't know, for example, did you know we have a universal basic income? It isn't much, but at least with it, you won't have to worry about food or housing. Speaking of housing, we also have very affordable homes thanks to government programs. Free higher learning in the forms of college, trade school, and even apprenticeships. We also have universal healthcare that covers mental health too."

"That nice to know Twilight, but why are telling me this. Also why do you look so nervous?" Spike asked.

"I… I want you to come back to Equestria with me," Twilight said.

"You want me to visit Equestria?" Spike asked.

"No, Spike I want you to come home with me," Twilight said.

"Oh but why I-"

"Spike, I know that the orphanage is kicking you out and I know that you don't have a place to stay. Look I'm sorry, I know you told me not to worry over you like this, but when I heard about this. I knew I had to do something. I know Equestria isn't perfect and I know you will face discrimination there for being a non-pony and a stallion. But you will still have better chance at life there than here."

"...So you heard about it huh? Look, Twilight, Equestria does sound great and all but how would I get there? Also where would I stay?" Spike asked.

"You can stay with me for as long as you want,” Twilight said.

"But I have no idea how long that would be and I don't want to be a burden to you."

"Spike you will never be a burden to me,” Twilight said softly.

“Because Spike I-I love you,” she said nervously, much to his surprise.

“I care for you much more than just a friend," Twilight said as her face started to grow red.

Spike for a moment didn't know what to say, but he knew what he felt. Deep down he knew he felt the same for a long time. Though he always told himself, someone like her could never fall for a nobody like him.

"I love you too Twilight, you know that there is nothing for me here but if you are in Equestria I know there is something for me there."

"Spike!" Twilight exclaimed in joy while pulling him into a deep hug. "I know you will be so happy there, and with me."

"With you, I don't think I could be anything else but happy. So what do I need to do?" Spike asked.

"All You have to do is fill out these immigration forms, pack up your bags, and tomorrow we will head home. I'll take care of everything else," She stated matter of factly.

“Huh, Guess this means I will finally get to meet these friends of yours you have told me so much about. Think they will like me?”

"Spike, I know they will just love you."

If Spike knew more about Equestrian culture, then he probably would have known Twilight wasn't talking about in just a platonic way.