Spike and the Stone of lust

Spike laid there, wide awake on Fluttershy’s couch thinking about recent events. The first thought that crossed his mind, much to his dismay, was where Rarity was when he woke up.

Was she ever here, and if she was did she even care?

The more Spike thought about this very delicate subject the more he found himself closer to tears. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind and sat up. He looked out the window to his right and stared at the edge of the Everfree forest. Reminiscing about the timberwolf attack was enough to make Spike shutter, which made a pain course through his body. Even though the pain was minor compared to before it was still enough to make him cringe.

He stood up and made his way into the kitchen. He opened the cabinet and removed the first aid kit from the top shelf. He opened the kit and took hold of the gauss; he unrolled the fabric and cut the right amount with his claws. He had been instructed that if Fluttershy were not around he would have to replace the bandage himself. He placed the new bandages down on the counter and wrapped his non-broken arm around his neck. Delicately, he removed the slightly torn and blood stained bandage from his neck.

He opened the cabinet under the sink to reveal a trashcan. He put the bandage in the garbage and closed the cabinet. Picking up the gauss he reached behind his head and started to pull it around his neck, but every time he pulled the fabric around his neck the beginning would always fall down.

“Would you like some help with that?”

Spike turned to find Fluttershy standing in the doorway watching him.

“Um, yea…I mean, yes please.” Spike gave a nervous chuckle and scratched the back of his head.

Fluttershy laughed and walked over to the kitchen table; she pulled out a chair and motioned for Spike to sit down. With one last look at Fluttershy, Spike sat down and handed her the medical material. Fluttershy took the bandage and held the tip with her hooves.

“Now, this might hurt a little.”

Spike nodded his head and tensed up his muscles, prepared for the worst. Spike felt a pain flood his senses and a hoof pushed down on his neck.

“Hold this please,” Fluttershy asked as he took hold of the bandage on his neck, keeping it firmly in place.

Fluttershy circled around him with the bandage in her mouth, bobbing and weaving so the bandage covered his whole wound, and not just one spot with multiple layers. Once Fluttershy was done she pulled up another chair and sat next to Spike.

“You know, you could’ve asked for some help.”

“I didn’t want to wake you.”

“I wasn’t asleep to begin with,” she said as a silent giggle escaped her. Spike looked at her and noticed that her tone had gone from playful to serious.

“I-is something wrong?”

Fluttershy’s eyes pierced his very core and shook the very foundation of his sanity. Fluttershy noticed this and softened her eyes enough to calm him, but keep a very authority figure like stature. “Spike, what were you doing in the Everfree forest?”

Spike knew that this question was bound appear sometime, but he never expected it to be so soon. So, he decided to do what all men would do when facing a situation like this, lie. “You know, just out for a walk.”

Fluttershy hardened her gaze to try to scare the truth out of him. She didn’t like doing it, but she had to, to try and get her friend to open up. “Spike, I know when you’re lying to me.”

Then she gave him a look that broke his heart into a thousand pieces and then those pieces broke into pieces. “Am I not a friend you can trust?” She said in a very depressed tone.

“No, no, no it’s just…it’s just, very…complicated right know, ya know.”

“What’s so complicated that you can’t speak the truth to a very close friend,” she said, this time in a more empathetic tone. She had once been in the boat of -you can’t tell your friend a secret no matter how much you want to-.

“Well the base of the problem is that…I’m weird, different, and sometimes annoying,” he said suddenly finding the tile pattern of the kitchen very interesting.

“Spike, look at me,” Spike slowly looked up and met her serious gaze yet again, “You are not weird in any way…yes you may be different, but you’re also very special.”

Spike gave her a sad smile and small laugh. “Thanks, but how am I special? Is it because I can breathe fire?”

“No, that’s not it at all, those wounds you’ve sustained would have killed a stallion instantly,” she said in a rather proud voice, which was unlike her. “You’re Spike the Dragon, and can do things no other pony or stallion can do.”

Spike’s facial expression went from bad to worse as he looked down at the floor. “Yeah, but sometimes I feel like Spike the Nuisance, and there are some things that a stallion can do that I can’t.”

“And what’s that.” She asked, getting closer to Spike trying to get him to look at her.

Spike took his time trying to form the words that cursed his being. He shot his head up and looked Fluttershy directly in the eyes. Tears flowing down his face, not caring how saw. “Be loved by another!”

Fluttershy was taken aback by his sudden outburst. To her it sounded more like a cry for help instead of a complaint.

“Spike, what are you talking about, we all love you, and why do you think of yourself as an annoyance?”

Spike’s eyes did not show any sign of slowing down the tears. He also kept screaming due to the fact that he wanted to be heard over his sobs.

“Because Rarity said I was!” Spike was now starting to let a hint of anger into his tone of voice.

“What are you talking…?” Fluttershy never got to finish her sentence since Spike cut her off with his fist slamming down onto the table with a very loud thud.

“Don’t play stupid with me! I heard everything you girls were talking about at the spa yesterday!”

‘Good, good give in to the anger, give in to the hate. Let them know the true power of the dragons.’

Spike felt a sharp pain shoot through his skull, causing him to collapse to one knee. He started to cough up blood on the wooden planks below.

“Oh my goodness, Spike are you alright!” Fluttershy dashed rushed over to Spike and lifted him until he wasn’t too heavy for her to support.

‘Kill her, kill her now!’

The last thing Spike remembered was him falling and hitting the cold, wooden floor. And Fluttershy running out the door.

Spike awoke several hours later, but he wasn’t in Fluttershy’s cottage he wasn’t in the library either. In fact he wasn’t even in Equestria at all. He was surrounded by nothing, but a hazy, grey fog that covered the ground as far as the eye could see.

“Hello! Anyone there!?”

‘Hehehehe I’ve waited quite some time for you young dragon.”

“W-who are you…where are you?”

While Spike was looking around, he neglected to hear the sound of splashing water coming from behind him. Spike continued to survey the world around, which was no world at all, until he turned a full 90 degrees and came face to face with another dragon. This dragon looked no older than Spike, but had a familiar old timey style to him. His scales were a shade of dulled brown and his spines were a bright neon white.

Try to get whiter than that.

“Who are you?”

The dragon walk forward step after step, not returning an answer.

“Stay back I-I’m warning you, I’ll roast you like grilled cheese,” Spike said as he blew a flame that couldn’t even burn an ice cream cone.

The dragon stopped in his tracks.

“That scared ya didn’t it,” Spike said with a fake, smug look.

The dragon grew an enormous grin, but the grin was not full of sinister evil more like…entertainment. All of a sudden the dragon erupted into a fit of laughter. Also seeming to grow younger with each hearty chuckle.

“Holy crap…t-that was the funniest shit I’ve heard in a long time.”

The stranger, dragon crawled to his feet, after collapsing for his laughter, and held his claw out.

“Names Michelangelo, friends call me Micky.”

Spike hesitated at first, but cautiously grabbed Micky’s claw and shook it. “I’m Spike.”

“I know who you are; hell ol’ Discords got me in here trying to figure out a way to help you.”

“You know who Discord is?” Spike was strangely felling very uncomfortable standing next to Scales at this new found information.

“Well of course I know who he is; I helped him escape as a matter of fact.”

“You helped him escape, do you have any idea what great powers you just unleashed!?”

“You make it sound as if I wanted to help the bastard escape. Sit down son and let ol’ Scales tell you a story.”

Spike looked around him. “There are no chairs.”

Scales rolled his eyes sighed. “Just sit the fuck down.”

Spike did not want to anger the being and decided that it would be the right thing to do. So, he sat down, but felt no bottom. Spike plummeted down further and further until he came to a screeching halt. Spike quickly looked around for a clue of what just happened.

“Where am I,” Spike said with fear and a hint of anger.

“Calm down, nothing happened to you, I’m just showing you the last thing I remember,” Micky said as he floated next to Spike.

“Why are you doing this to me why don’t you leave me alone?”

“Dude, I’m stuck inside your head, I’m not going anywhere, but if you really don’t want to see then we’ll just stop this little field trip and return you to your home.”

With a snap of his claws Spike awoke to find himself surrounded by his six friends. They all looked at him with teary eyes and red noses.

He was first tackled by Twilight then Fluttershy then Pinkie Pie then Applejack then, surprisingly, Rainbow Dash and finally Rarity. Spike was in extreme pain, but he didn’t mind.

“Oh Spike, I was so worried, when Fluttershy called she said that you had stopped breathing completely,” Twilight said, just barely getting it out through the sobs and sniffs.

“I’m fine now, but it would be great if you all could get off me.”

They all quickly got off of him so he could breathe a little easier.

“Thanks.”

“Spike, what happened?”

“Well, you see I… Aghhhhhhhh!” Spike started to scream in agony.

'You will not reveal my presence!'

Spike was still gripping his head, but his breathing started to slow and return to normal. Spike slouched down in his seat.

“It’s…It’s nothing.”

“Spike you can’t just say that was nothing,” Rainbow Dash said.

“I said I’m fine,” Spike said a little more aggressively.

“But Spike…” Rarity could not finish her sentence.

“I said I’m fine!” Spike looked Rarity in the eyes, but Rarity did not see her young lovable drake; she saw more of a dark, sinister monstrosity.

Without another word being spoken, Spike huffed and stormed out of Fluttershy’s cottage and walked into the Everfree Forest. All six of the girls ran out of the cottage and regrouped at the edge of the forest.

“We need to go after him,” Rainbow Dash said.

“Girls…I would like to, um…talk to Spike by myself.”

Fluttershy looked at the girls hoping to find looks of approval, but only found quizzical looks.

“Fluttershy, you have got to be crazy to go in there all by yourself and you’re the most terrified of this place, we’ll all go in together.”

“I’m sorry girls, but this is something I must do alone.”

They all were reluctant, but eventually gave their approval. With a deep breath and a large exhale Fluttershy began her trek into the unforgiving forest. Before she could even make it twenty feet she heard a noise she quickly jumped into a nearby bush. She poked her head back and looked back to find all looking terrified for her except for Pinkie, who had the same goofy smile and waved. With massive hesitation she continued her walk through the dark bitterness that was the Everfree Forest. While she walked she started to remember the state they found Spike in.

Wait, Spike’s a six foot ten rock hard dragon while I’m a five foot three soft, squishy pony there’s no way I can pull this off.

Fluttershy turned to go back until she heard a sound that was all too familiar. That growling was the sound of a timberwolf about to pounce on its pray and with her luck she would defiantly be the pray. The timberwolf jumped out its hiding space and stared down Fluttershy. For the briefest of moments she forgot she could fly, but soon regained her ability to think and took off. Not without a bit of trouble, the timberwolf had snatched onto her left hind leg.

The timberwolf clawed her leg causing her to squeal in pain and plummet to the ground. She and the timberwolf both smacked the ground, hard. She slowly opened her eyes to find the battered and broken timberwolf limping towards her looing to make a meal out of her. She closed her eyes preparing for the worst.

“Get away from her!”

Fluttershy opened her eyes to fin the timberwolf flying towards a different tree. When the wolf made contact with the tree dozens of sticks flew everywhere. She looked at where the wolf came flying from to see a heavily panting and fairly damaged Spike. She slowly stood up, but winced when she came to stand on her scratched leg. She slowly limped towards Spike.

“Oh Spike, thank you…thank you so very much.”

She went to put her hoof on his shoulder, but was backhanded to the ground. She looked up at Spike with tears in his eyes only to find his eyes devoid of color and of life. With a gasp of air Spike’s eyes returned to normal as did his breathing.

“I…I did this,” Spike started to slowly back away from Fluttershy “Stay away from me Fluttershy; I’m a monster a terrible monster.”

Spike turned to run away, but stopped at the sound of her voice. “Spike, please don’t leave me alone, not out here.”

Spike stopped dead in his tracks and looked into Fluttershy’s eyes. He saw fear and sadness in her eyes. “I will never leave you alone.” Spike walked towards her and knelt down to level his face with hers.

“Spike, what were you talking about before you passed out?”

Spike chuckled “you know lets safe that story for another time, but right now I’d like to start a new story.” Spike slowly inched his face closer to hers until he could push no further and their lips met. Fluttershy was extremely tense, but soon let Spike’s lips sooth her feeling. After they both ran out of breath, they parted.

“Spike?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

'Good.'