Spike Loves a Nazi

As Rarity was catching up to who I was and what I was doing here, my mind was racing. Despite that I was sent to get information on the Nazis moves to stop the war I also couldn't my feelings for her. She must have known by now, but maybe she is unaware of my mission, or where the hay my platoon was. Why did I abandon them, and were even still alive, the could be anywhere in Prance or elsewhere, no matter the case, I had to get serious about finding my friends.

I was able to keep Rarity occupied about fashion for about 10 minutes, Nazis really care about their presentation and intimidation, sadly that trick didn't last.

"Spike, darling, you must tell me the truth now, who are you really working for, and what is your mission?"

"eh, I-I'm Hooflers secret weapon!, and I lov-" I stuck my entire hand in my mouth, praying she didn't know the rest of that sentence. She didn't, but even worse she caught me now.

"You're working for the EQUESTRIANS aren't you, I may not not be aware of all secrets and groups from Bearlin, but I know every weapon of the Nazi empire, you must have been sent here to spy on me and pretend to like me you SICK DRAGON!!! Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill right now?!"

"STOP THE CAR!"

"what?"

As the driver blindly forced the breaks to my order, Rarity slammed her head against the floor of the car, and the driver panicking, being unable to see Rarity steps out and starts waving at the trucks behind. Rarity gets up with her horn denting the floor's metallic red surface, and her mane frazzled, she grabs her cane and yells.

"Oh, it is on!" She pushes the button to release the claws and aims for my face, knowing what happened last time I freaked out and crawled to the front of the car where the driver is signaling the other trucks, Rarity uses telekinesis to swing the cane closer to me with the griffon claws clacking, making an incredibly uncomfortable sound. I grab the cane from her telekinesis and head into the first alleyway with several Nazis pointing at me in front of Rarity's car. Aryan was pointing her gun, and if I wasn't holding the cane, I would have died.

"Geben sie die Waffe zurück, sonnst werden wir schiessen!" Aryan shouted

"Return my cane this instant!" Rarity shrieked in fear, something was important to this cane, I looked at the blackened leather of pony this use to be, and started pressing buttons to see what it did, one side nearly grabbed my belly with it's metal claws. The other, thankfully away from my organs, unleashed a giant beam of orange fiery doom, missing Rarity by about 4 feet up, and exploding the building next to her. With the rubble raining down on the attractive Nazi, the others came to assist her, I ran into the alley and saw a sewer lid which I blasted with my fire, the cane would have been too loud. The lid melted and I jumped in.

The molten sewer lid dripping on my sides melting my uniform was refreshing compared to the smell of this place, but that didn't surprise me, what did was the lack of rats and other creatures that ventured down here, in the equestrians sewers there's constantly roaches and rats and woah, they didn't have alligators, or what was left of it, I passed the humongous skeleton that took up two thirds of the path, maybe because it was sideways, and walked on the semi shit filled path.
I didn't know what the Nazis were up to, but I knew they wanted this cane, not just Rarity, but Aryan knew something about it, as if had something important to them, maybe it was the spell beam that it launched, I've never seen anything like it. The magic seemed much less stable then Twilight's or any other unicorns, that must been why Rarity was sustaining it.

Somehow even though I was stuck in a disgusting place and away from evil, I missed Rarity, this sounds crazy, but a part of me wanted to go back and return the cane, to make her happy. I felt so weak after thinking that, and after an hour of walking I found a dim light in the distance, it was a fire, a campfire.

I ran towards it just for the light source that wasn't a Nazi weapon and saw something relieving, a group of griffons and an earth pony not captured by the master race. One of the griffons approached me with a machine gun pointing at my head.

She had fluffy grey coat that probably white, but the water here didn't do many favors. Her light brown coat and wings looked threatening but far less evil than the SS uniforms, and her yellow eyes showed fear, but hope, or at least a desire not to get caught and caged, not because she's half a bird.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't kill you dragon?" I paused, before I could say stupid another griffon shouted in.

"leave him be, does he look like a threat to you, he's naked for Embers sake!" Oh, what, oh god, my clothes must have melted off, I didn't even realize. "Here, wear these, I found them off another dragon, I know stealing is wrong, but it's not stealing stealing if the person is dead right?" I nodded, it was stealing, but I can't just walk around a sewer naked, that's just gross.

"Fine, but I've got my eye my on you dweeb!" She sat opposite the side of the campfire from me, next to me sat the positive griffon who gave me clothes. She had a darkened blue coat that seemed cleaner that other griffons, a rounder face and white feathers under her beak, around us two more griffons, one younger and probably a teen. The other was old and reminded me of Roger, to be honest if the teen griffon had acne he could have resembled Gizmo, or maybe I was desperate to think of my platoon. The campfire was relaxing, but that didn't cover the smell, some of it was weakened from the beans they were cooking, I was glad to see someone not eating another person in a while frankly.

"Don't mind her, she's rough for self defense and for the group, my name is Gabby, this is Grandpa Gruff, the youngest one here is Gunter, and you've already met Gilda." I waved to her across the fire, she spat on the floor, making an uncomfortably long stare, where the silence was interrupted by the earth pony who hid behind the tent.

"Sorry, I thought you were one of them, the Nazis. I've been hiding here for a while and I get nervous to the smallest things, my name is Silver spoon." The grey mare seemed young to me, but not a foal, she had a grey coat and a cutie mark of silver with a red heart at the top, she must have been fancy, and is not use to this scenario, most ponies aren't to be honest.

I was handed a can with beans and I ate some with caution, they were bland but warm, this made me miss the food the Nazis served, but I have a feeling most SS troops didn't have access to that hotel I stayed in, or that the Nazis made the food.

"I know the food here isn't much, but trust me that it's better what most griffons and ponies get once they're in the camps, we've been hiding here for weeks, what's your name by the way?"

"It's spike."

Grandpa gruff spat his beans and almost shouted "Your Twilight's pet aren't ya?" Was I really just seen as a pet, I did things around her home, like cleaning and sorting, I always saw Twilight as an older sibling, but I responded with.

"I'm her assistant, I helped he-

"I know you from pictures twilight's mother sent me, we know each other from the war."

Everyone besides Gilda looked at Gruff in confusion, all she did was roll her eyes, as if she'd heard this a million times before, they might have been related, but I never asked.

"No no no, the first war, she was on the equestrian side, and we fought day and night. we were all firing from holes we were pony after pony died, not just from bullets but from starvation and disease, it was a toxic atmosphere. Almost no sun shined during this period in our lands, just grey mud and rain everywhere, I was in other wars before that too you know, ones with swords and simpler pistols. Not those toys you folks like Gilda have today." Gilda shrugged and ate some hot beans from her claws, I was almost worshiping my spoon, we were literally hiding in a shit hole, this bird had issues. Grandpa Gruff shortly continued, almost like he trying to remember what happen next, then he spoke.
"As the war stormed on and no side was inching anywhere for months, one night reminded everyone the importance of peace and festivities. On Hearts warming eve, now I don't which side started, but everyone of that battlefield was singing, the silent night one, and even better the next day, we didn't fight each other, we stood out of trenches gun stacked away and played buck ball, the mud wasn't too bad either, and that day I met from the enemies side Twilight's mother Velvet."

"You thought for the Bearmans?"

"Aye, you must know Spike these weren't Nazis, this war was different to any other before, and most people were just confused and trying to stop the chaos, this time we know who's responsible and that they should, neigh, must be stopped. I thought for the Bearmans for 36 years in 3 wars, and this is the thanks I get, hiding in the sewers because I'm a griffon, same counts for ma friends."

"what's that cane your holding Spike?" I could tell Grandpa Gruff knew, he seemed concerned with it, but lenient, probably because I held it, and for once in this moon fucking forsaken mission I told the truth.

"I stole it from a Nazi, a higher ranking one, I barley know what it does, but they seemed worried with losing it."

"In that case you're doing us a favor, do not let them have that cane Spike, I recognize that orange glow, it's dangerous."

No shit, it blew up a building, and almost killed Rarity. I hope she's ok, I'd like to see her again, but that would mean ditching a second group of friendly ponies, or this time griffons, she couldn't be as bad as the other Nazis like Sabrina or Aryan. Wait.

"Grandpa Gruff, what does Aryan mean, t-the Nazi I stole this from had a helper called that."

"My, that's an old name, believe it or not, it's older than both princesses, bless them, before the nation of equestria even existed, they had the three tribes and only saw their race as the best, but some of the unicorns took this too seriously, and started to form a colt of the master race, a.k.a the unicorns. They started to kill and violate anyone that wasn't their race, eventually the queen of the unicorns stopped this and became more lenient with the rest of the ponies, they removed most of the events of this, the Nazis must have recovered a book about them, and blushed, ironic really, I thought they always burned books."

"Spike, I know you want to hear from Gruff all day, but I need to ask you something. If I happen to know the way back into Prance and maybe we could meet some allies, would you join me, they might want to see that cane." Silver Spoon was right, it was likely that they sent in more troops from equestria to invade, not full on yet, I knew it was happening soon though.

I nodded, not sure of the others were going to join, Silver Spoon did the asking for me, not even Gabby said yes, but I don't blame a single griffon to hide, the Nazis genuinely wanted to wipe out their kind, but before I left with Silver Spoon Gruff grabbed my arm.

"Wait fella, take this, it's broken, but ya might meet someone who can fix it, it will help you through these dark times."

It looked like owlicious, only rusty and smaller, I recognized what it was, Twilight did have one of these in her laboratory, but it looked like junk at the time, I didn't know it would function as a sightseer, no really, it allowed you to look into others ponies perspectives, and see what they see, this must have been an older model, since you couldn't feel or see the thoughts of the pony you'd spy on, but if this got fixed, I knew it would help. I placed it in the bag Gruff gave me with some band-aids a canteen with most likely not the best drinking water a pack of kill'em Nazis cigarettes, patent pending to Gilda. I was too young to smoke, but not according to the others apparently, age sometimes is more than a number you know.

We waved goodbye and headed down some tunnels, Silver Spoon seemed to have a strange knowledge of the sewers and which path to go, a lot of times there where multiple choices and only once did she get it wrong. She was also brave considering how dark the tunnels got and from the front they were just pitch black, I used a lighter and the cane as a light source, being right next to Silver Spoon was much better than alone, I always thought she only left now because someone else would be willing to join her, she was most likely a coward alone, she most likely always relied on someone.

After about an hour of walking through the grey waters more and more creatures started to appear in the path, both of us could tell we were in Prance. For some reason there were signs appearing of Prance stated as a free country, this must have been during the revolution, but who stayed down here, I should read more books. We walked a little bit further due to noises that sounded Bearman and even heard some tanks drive by, once the sound faded we opened a sewer lid and smelled fresh air, at last, Silver Spoon seemed particularly relieved.

It was late, around 9:30pm and we saw only two places that were open. One was a Restaurant similar to the one I lost my platoon in, with the same crowded Nazis and cheering and drunk discomforts with some 1000 year ruler ship again, that started to remind me of Celestia after she banished Luna to the moon. The other was a pub with dim lights and much less cheering and a lovely wooden sign that said "the Legless Frog" Both of us simultaneously went to the Legless Frog, opened the door and saw for once, no Nazis.

The Bart tender was clearly Prench and had a rather good looking waitress, no where near as pretty as Rarity of course, there were some soldiers from Lonhoof and other equestrian allies around a table with 6 chairs, the room was darkened and only few windows stayed open to avoid suspicions if the wrong ponies entered, most things were wooden, and old but in great condition, the bar had a large variety of drinks with each rack having multiple colors, one almost making a rainbow of alcohol, a radio was prompted in the corner where one pony was sleeping next it with the static on, I don't know how he slept in that position, or with that sound, as we walked further into the bar, we walked down some stairs into a smaller but cozy section of the pub, where by the booths I saw Fancy Pants, Tempest Shadow and, Applejack?