Spike-bot and Pound

by Silver Butcher

Rating: everyone
Tags: Adventure, Crossover, Anthro, Cake Twins, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Spike, Comedy
Length: 12405

A Robotic Replica of Spike from the future travels back in time to make sure Pound Cake doesn't end up a failure in life. Based very heavily on Doraemon.

Pound Cake was destined to fail, and that destiny seemed unfair to a certain Pony from the future, so to help make sure Pound doesn't meet the destiny the universe set out for him, The pony sends a Robot back in time to help Pound find a greater path, and this was no ordinary robot, It was a Robotic Replica of Spike the Dragon, Pound may get into trouble, but now he has Spike-bot to help bail him out.

This is a Crossover with mlp Characters as Characters from Doraemon.

I don't know who made the robot Spike I used for the Cover art but all their art looks amazing, just can't find the actual sourse

Published 2019-03-12 22:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2019-06-01 21:17:38 UTC

Pro-log

"-Again I'm very sorry." Pinkie said as she closed the door to her home, she leaned against it and waited silently until she was sure he was gone "Dangit all." She sighed as she locked her door and made her way through her living room and into her dining room.

"Was that Bundt cake again?" A voice asked from the kitchen, the sound of pots and pans could be heard as Pinkie took a seat at her table and looked at the tablet she had left there.

"Indeed it was." Pinkie replied as she slid her finger across the screen a few times "oh Twilight's released a statement, that mega Upgrade pouch she's been talking about's finally got a release date for early next year"

"How nice." The Voice responded, "So what did Bundt Cake want?" Pinkie sighed at the question "Judging from your silence am I correct in guessing it was bits he wanted?"

"Yeah" Pinkie sighed "The same thing he always wants, money, money, and more money."

"Well on the bright side, at least he's not the worst cake in history." the Voice called back, the sound of water splashing around told Pinkie that her tea was about to be served, she set her Tablet to hologram mode and placed the anti liquid table cloth over it, the sound of steps told her she was right "Although he's almost certainly the last Cake, that's for sure" and with a clank, a tray was placed on the table next to her, on it was a teapot, a container of Sugar, a small spoon, and a cylinder that sat silently on the tray.

"Extra sweet, slightly less milk than last time," Pinkie said holding her hand out, The Cylinder came to life and turned into a tiny robot that put its tub-like arm down the Teapot and sucked some of the tea into its body before sucking up a lot of Sugar, the number 4 appeared on it and it turned to the milk before tapping its head, the number changed to 3 and it sucked some of the milk up as it counted to 0, it turned to Pinkie as a small set of hands placed a teacup in her hand and the Robot began vibrating for a moment before holding it's tub hand out and pouring the tea into the cup. A small beep alerted Pinkie her tea was ready, she blew on it for a second before sipping. "Nice, thank you Teany." She said the Robot bowed and with several clicks, it snapped back into a Cylinder.

"Do you want me to leave the set or-"

"Yeah that's fine, I'll probably want more tea a little later" Pinkie replied to the voice, the sound of pattering echoed through the room as the owner of the voice moved across from Pinkie, Pinkie turned her screen off and look ahead as her friend moved the chair and scooted it up to the table before climbing into it and laying his hands on the armrests.

"I don't think I like that look in your eye." Spike-Bot said as Pinkie stared at him, he was a pretty good robot replica of Spike, he had 3 lines on his belly, the one in the middle was in the shape of a v, he had gears on the side of his head with three Slates protruding from it, the top was the longest and the bottom one was the shortest, His tail was made of a series of nonconnected pieces, he had Spines on his head like Spike's but he only had three, his coloration was the same as that of the real Spikes but unlike the real Spike he lacked Wings, "So what do you want, need, or think you need?" He asked casually, long used to Pinkie's ways.

"I'm just wondering, what makes you think old Bundt is the last Cake?" Spike looked at her in silence, a huff came from him, then another, and after the third time he gave in and laughter echoed through the room.

"Your joking right!?" He asked "Pinkie you've known the Cake Family for generations you of all ponies have to admit that at this point in time, no mare or colt in Equestria would ever marry a Cake!" a wheeze came from her robot as he laughed "He's a mooch, he's cheap, every other word he says is a lie, he's a greedy no good-ehum" Spike cleared his throat as Pinkie looked at him "What?" He demanded, Pinkie looked at him in silence, a smile on her face, not the 'ha-ha' kind, the 'I've got you now' kind "I sense I'm about to regret this talk severely."

"Spike, I have a question, a threw time and space kind of question." Spike nodded and reached into his Interdimensional pocket.

"The say and see!" He declared, pulling out a device that looked like an etch sketch "Just say what's on your mind into this mic" Spike pulled on one of the nobs and it popped out with a wire connecting it to the device, he tossed it to Pinkie who caught it with ease "and this baby right here will show you what you're looking for, even if you don't know what it is yourself."

"Alright, if Bundt's not the worst Cake out of all the other cakes that have ever existed then who is?" The Device lit up and an image was formed with words on the bottom.

"The worst Cake in history is the one who is single-handedly responsible for ruining the Cake family name, Pound Cake, Born the same year Princess Luna's returned to Equestria after the Celestia era, this year is special as it signified the end of Celestia's sole rule over Equestria, and began the short era known as Nightmare no more. After that-"

"Spike I lived during that time, I know the history well, you know, Element of Harmony, Immortal pony of Laughter and joy." Pinkie flashed Spike a Peace sigh, who chuckled back at her.

"Right, sorry you know how I get with these things, but yeah according to this it was Pound Cake who was the worst Cake in history."

"Oh, I remember Pound." Pinkie sighed as she thought back on the past when suddenly a memory hit her like a bag of bricks, Pinkie blinked for a moment as the memory sat in her head, it was an odd memory, a memory she knew she'd never had, but the longer she sat there she knew it was real, Pinkie set her cup down before swiping threw her holo tablet for a moment. "No way." She whispered.

"Something wrong?" Spike asked, "You're not gonna make me go buy a Pound cake and place it on his grave as an apology are you?"

"I was," Pinkie replied as she looked at her screen. "But if this is what I think it is-" Pinkie placed her finger on the screen and it flashed Pink before the Letters STL flashed on her screen, Spike stared at the screen slack-jawed.

"Is that a-"

"Yeah," Pinkie replied as Memories flew into her head. "Spike come with me now."

"Oh no." Was all the Robot could say as Pinkie got up and he followed, Pinkie and Spike walked to the edge of the Dining room and Pinkie held her hand up, a hole opened in the wall as a result. "Oh no!" Spike said as he saw the Time Machine waiting for him, it was basically just a floor with a seat, a control panel, and what looked like a Street light on it. "No, no, no!" Spike turned to run, but as he tried to run Pinkie's hand shot out and grabbed his tail "You can't make me!" he screamed back in panic "I don't know what you want me to do, but if it involves an STL and Me It can't be an easy job!"

"Spike," Pinkie said holding the robot up so it had to look her in the eyes. "I'm sending you back in time, you have one job, and one job only."

"Please tell me it's a quick job," Spike begged, Pinkie look at a bookshelf and called loudly.

"Photo Album, label C.A.K.E!" a Robotic hand shot out and the shelf began spinning like a ferrous wheel for a moment, it slowed to a stop and the Robot hand grabbed a book and handed it to Pinkie who in turn gave it to Spike. "Spike, you are to travel back in time." as she said this she stepped into the time hole and placed Spike in the seat, putting the Album in his pocket as she did this "And you are going to fix the Cake family timeline."

"What!?" Spike demanded jumping up "Are you crazy, how am I supposed to-" Pinkie pinched his cheeks.

"Go to Pound and prevent him from becoming the failure he's supposed to be!" Pinkie said

"I won't do it!" Spike responded "That's gonna take forever, I refuse to" Pinkie leaned over and grabbed his tail again, Spike froze as she grabbed the End and began twisting it, Spike's eyes went white "Awaiting Orders."

"You are to go to the past, you are going to fix Pound's life, and you are forbidden from returning to the future until you do just that unless Special Cercamstansec requires your temporary return!" Pinkie said firmly "Once Pounds life is fixed, then you come home!" Pinkie let go of his tail and jumped back through the time portal as Spike-bot loaded the order before snapping back to life. he blinked then snapped over to the Portal red-faced"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!" Spike demanded angrily. Pinkie waved goodbye as the Portal closed.

"Good luck!" Pinkie managed to say before the portal was gone. Spike stared at the spot before sitting back in the seat.

"Welp I've probably just lost 10 years of my life thanks to one stupid comment!" He said angrily as he pulled the album out and flipped through it. "Let's see, 3rd year of school seems like the best place to start, he should already be a little smart by then, alright let's get this over with!" Spike entered the date and flashed forward "Time to work a miracle!" he yelled as he flew farther and farther back in time.

Author's Note

Casue Doraemon is my Favorite Anime/Manga

My New Best Friend.

"Another F" Pound sighed as he looked at the grade he's gotten on his test. "Mom's gonna kill me if she sees this," he muttered unhappily as he walked into Sugar Cube corner.

"How was school Pound?" Mr.Cake asked.

"Oh, it was a great day." He responded shakily, he b-lined it for the stars and turned up them to meet his mother, staring hard at him.

"I know you had a test today, Pumpkin gave me her's." She said simply.

"I was afraid of that." Pound sighed, handing the paper over, his mother looked at it and sighed.

"Go to your room." She said, disappointment flooding her voice as she said it, Pound did just that in silence, on his desk he noted the plate of Honey Bun's Pinkie set out of his afternoon snack every other day before he flopped on his bed with a sigh.

"Well, School may have been a flop, but I've got a good feeling that the rest of the day will go smoothly." he got into a sitting position and was about to open his bedside table drawer to take a comic book out of it when a voice spoke up.

"I Hate to Break it to you Pound but that isn't the case, at 2:30 you will end up hanging yourself, and at 3:45 you'll be roasted alive." Pound shot up from the floor and looked around his empty room.

"Wh-Wh-Whos there!?" He demanded in fear, he looked around his room shakily before scratching his head. "Sis, are you messing with me again?" He asked the empty room when his desk started shaking, Pound turned to it when the middle drawer burst open, He fell on his rear as a figure pulled itself out of the drawn, his fear turned to confusion as soon as he saw its face.

"So did I scare you?" Spike asked, or at least his first impression was that it was Spike, all though there where a lot of very noticeable differences, each and everyone standing out in different ways while he tried to put together who, or what, was standing in the desk drawer in front of him.

"Wait, wha-who, what are you? How are you in that drawer!"

"Asking the real questions I see," Not-Spike said as he jumped onto his floor. "Well first and for most, My name Is Spike-bot, A robotic replication of the Dragon known as Spike" Spike-bot bowed "As for how I was in your drawer, I accidentally opened a Time Portal in it." Spike-bot walked over to Pound and shook his hand. "And now for the one you didn't ask about, the why, I'm here to help you! You see I've been sent back in time because your life is a mess, or at least it'll become one." Spike-bot smiled as Pound stared at him in confused silence and Spike-bot nodded "This is nothing but confusing mumbo jumbo to you isn't it?" Spike asked casually. Pound nodded as he scanned the Robot's body, He looked almost exactly like Spike, as he looked at the Robot he noted that he was actually shorter than the real Spike."

"Wow, you are tiny." Pound said bluntly, not knowing what else to say to the robot.

"There's no need to be rude!" The dragon snapped back "I'm here to hel-are those what I think they are?" Spike-bot had turned his back on Pound at the comment and noted the plate on the desk.

"Those are my aunt Pinkies Famous Honey buns, she makes me them every other day, and my sister Pumpkin some on the day's she doesn't make them for me." Pound shrugged "Their ok, but I've grown sick of-Hey!" A smacking sound noticed Pound that Spike-bot had started scarfing them down. "Those are mine!"

"You said you were sick of 'em" Spike responded as he ate the last of them and licked his lips. "Anyway, I suppose I should probably elaborate as to why I'm here a little bet-Whoa!" Spike dropped down as a Broom flew over his head "Why was there a broom just sitting in here!?" Spike demanded as he jumped over the attack.

"You break into my home, tell me my life is terrible, then steal my snacks!?" Pound said angrily, swinging down again, Spike got on his hands and jumped up and landed back in the drawer.

"I'll be back at 3:55!" He called, the drawer closing behind him, Pound pulled open the drawer and stared at its bland contents.

"And don't come back!" he shouted at it before slamming it shut. He stared hard at the desk then rubbed his head "Did that actually just happen?" he asked to the empty room, "It can't have just happened, I've heard The Princesses story about Time Travel before, if that guy was real, and really from the future, then he's no better than I am!" Pound nodded "Man I'm wise," He said smugly "Trying to trick me, why would I hang myself at, wait what time did he say?" Pound looked at the clock as the Robot's words echoed in his head. 'at 2:30 you will end up hanging yourself' The clock read 2:28 and Pound snickered "Please, what could happen to be in 2 minu-" There was a banging sound on his window and he jumped, Pound made his way over to it and saw three of his friends, His friend Buttercup was looking up at his roof she was a brown Earth pony with several white spots, one placed over her right eye, her mane was Yellow, next to her stood Butterball and Zips, Zips was a slim Pegasus with a White coat and a Black mane, while Butterball was a Large Earthpony, he was a light orangish yellow with a Brown Mane.

"-ot my fault it landed up there!" Zips complained

"Your the only one of us that can fly!" Butterball shot back

"How is that my problem?" Zips replied snarkily, Butterball gave off the impression that he was about to beat Zip into the ground before Pound called out.

"Hey guys!" he said with a wave "What's up!?"

"Pound!" Buttercup said with a wave "We where playing kickball and-"

"-And this ball of Butter over here kicked it onto your roof." Zips interrupted "Can you get it down?" Pound gave a nod and climbed onto his roof carefully.

"Steady dude." Butterball called up "Remember you have wings."

"Oh yeah, I totally-Yeah!" Pound had turned to Butterball when he had spoken and proceded to step on the ball knocking it, and himself, off the roof, The ball hit the ground and bounced to the group, Pound meanwhile ended up hanging over the side of the building by the back of his shirt.

"Ohhh!" His three friends said, Pound tried to fly out of the situation and found his shirt was stuck good.

"Little help?" He asked, Butterball and Buttercup rushing to the rescue while Zips picked up the ball, with their strength combined, plus a fairly sized Stick, they got Pound loose enough so he could fly off and land next to them.

"Owch." Pound said while Butterball gave a hardy laugh and a smack on the back "YOUCH!" Pound yelled again.

"Dude you just hung yourself, you should have flown to the ball not walked." Pound gave a nervous laugh while his mind went fast to work.

"That Robot Spike was right! I hung myself!" Pound rubbed his head furiously while he tried to remember what the other warning was before Butterball began dragging him behind him.

"Alright since your such a poor sport, I'm gonna play with Pound instead."

"Oh please," Zips replied, "Pound couldn't kick the ball if you placed it in front of his hooves." That comment snatched Pounds attention at once.

"I bet you I could kick the ball with ease!" He snapped back.

"Alright then, let's make it interesting." Zips replied "Every time you score a point by kicking the ball past this point," Zips pointed to a chalk line, "You get to draw and Butterballs face, and every time you miss, or Butterball scores past that point." Zips pointed to a chalk line 10 meters away "He gets to draw on your face!"

"Deal!" Both Butterball and Pound agreed as they got into position, Zips flew up and pulled a cloud down to sit on while Buttercup placed the Ball at the 5-meter mark and backed up,

"Ready?" Zips called, the two colts stared hard at each other "Set?" The Two got ready to move "Go!" The two ran at each other and in one flawless move Butterball kicked the ball past Pounds point,

"Oh dang." Pound said as he watched the ball bounce away.

"Pound walked back into Sugar cube corner in silence, his entire was was Green, from his neck to the tips of his ears." He made his way up the stairs and turned to the bath when he noticed the clock and froze.
"It's 3:44!" He yelled in fear as the words of the robot echoed in his ears again 'at 3:45 you'll be roasted alive', Pound looked around the empty hall for a moment, his Mother and Father where out on a Delivery, and his Sister was in her Private lessons with Princess Twilight, for all he knew he was alone in the house, Pound made his way over to the bathroom and opened the door, it was empty, but the bath was full.

"Wait, who left the water in the-"

"Hey, Pound!" Pinkie said cheerfully, Pound Jumped and turned on the spot, stepping on a bar of Soap and sliding into the tub, the water turning green as his face broke the surface. "Ah, Sorry!" She yelped as she ran to his aid.

Pound sat on the floor shivering as Pinkie lay dry clothes next to him, in front of him was a space heater that Pound rubbed his hands together next to.

"I'm Supper sorry about that." Pinkie said as she picked up the empty plate from his Dresser and shut his still open window "I was about to take my bath and forgot my towel, came back and there you were, didn't mean to scare you." Pinkie gave quick wave before closing his door and heading off the drain the Green water and refill her bath, Pound looked at the space heater.

"This is sorta like being burned alive I guess." he said to the empty room "That guy was right both times."

"I told you." Spike-bot said as he popped out of the Drawer again "And to prove to you that I am from the future and not just manipulating you with magic or something, I brought this as proof." Spike-bot hopped out of the Dresser as Pound put his clothes on and sat next to the space heater with the dragon robot. Spike opened the book and began flipping through the pages before showing one to Pound.

"This is a picture of you after you failed out of University." he said before flipping through a few more pages "Here's a picture of you opening your own business," Spike pointed to the image below it "And here's a Picture of your Bussiness burning down," Spike pointed to a third image "And this here is a nice pic of all the Debt collectors who came after you, a Debt that ruined your family."

"Whoa." Pound said, depression evident in his face "some my only life accomplishment is leaving behind a massive debt for my family to pay off?"

"Oh no, that's not what I meant." Spike flipped threw some pages "Here's a picture of your parent's after they try to help you pay off your debt, They ended up selling Sugar cube corner." Spike flipped to another page. "And here's a Picture of your sister paying it all off and losing all he shareholding in her own company." Spike nodded "Yup you single-handedly ruined the Cake family name." Spike then jumped up "But I'm here to change that!"

"But the Princess said that going back in time and changing-"

"Oh that old, go back in time and everything will be a worse, thing?" Spike asked, "Oh that would be true if I was from the near future." Pound watched in shock as Spike-bot put his hand on the V on his chest, and pulled on it, reveling it as a pocket, he placed the book in it before pulling out a paper pad and flipping it open. "Alright so think of it like this, if you were to go back in time and change something in a time when you existed, then depending on what you did you could change the course of history, and when you go back to your original time, everything will be different. This is what we in the business call an STL, or a Self Time Laps, you see since the farther back you go, the longer the lap is," Spike showed Pound the pad, on it was a Circle on the line, he drew one near the first one and one far away, "and if the lap is at least 100 years long, then everything will sort itself out, sure some things might be a tiny bit different, but that's ok casue that's the goal here, we just need to change it so you smart enough by the time you go to University that you won't flunk out, and boom, the STL will flow forward in time and bam, better future, in fact, every second I spend here I'm sending STL's into the future, changing it tiny bit, by tiny bit."

"But what if it doesn't work, what if it just gets worse."

"Then I'll just travel back in time, use the Paro-de-doxer to combine my two selves, and then I'll know what went wrong and fix it!" Spike-bot smiled, before standing up, putting his pad back in his pound, and looking Pound in the eyes "Trust me, I promise to you that I will Fix your timeline and prevent your family name from becoming mud!" Spike let go of him and sat back down "Now, any questions?"

"Hundreds!" Pound replied imediatly.

"You get three." Spike-bot replied, "Make them count."

"From how far in the future are you from!?"

" 2438 years, 9 months, 18 days, 4 hours, 48 minutes, 5 seconds," Spike-bot replied instantly, next question

"2000 years!?" Pound asked in astonishment, Spike squinted at him and Pound blinked before shaking his hand's at the Robot "That wasn't a question!"

"It sounded like a question," Spike replied.

"I swear it wasn't!" Pound said still shaking his hands. Spike squinted before breathing out.

"You're new to this so I'll give you some leniency at the start, but as time goes on I will hold things like this to my word so watch it," Spike said, before glaring hard at Pound. "Got it?"

"Yes!" Pound said at once.

"Yes, what?" Spike asked simply.

"Yes, Sir!" Pound said, this time trying to sit up straight.

"Alright, second question."

"Who sent you back here?" Pound asked, curiosity burning in his voice.

"If I tell you, you can't have a major break down about it." Spike warned, "Alright?"

"Yes, sir." Pound agreed, preparing himself in silence.

"It was my owner, Pinkie Pie," Spike said simply, Pound fell onto his back in silence. "Good, you broke down, but you didn't do it majorly." Pound shot up, a million new questions forming in his brain.

"You have one final question, and just to make things fair, it can't be about Pinkie Pie."

"But that's not fair!" Pound whined.

"Life ain't fair, and your's is exceptionally unfair, now ask your final question."

"Oh, um, What's up with your chest pocket thing?" Pound asked before mentally cursing himself "The pocket, you idiot you just wasted your last-"

"That." Spike said, excitement flashing in his eye's "Is the best question you could have asked." Spike stood up and pulled on his belly pocket "This is the 4th dimensional storage pocket, in it I have hundreds of useful gadgets to help aid in your path to a better future, for example-" Pound watched as Spike put his hand into the pocket, rummaged around for a moment, the pulled out an Umbrella. "-The Bambrella" Spike held it up and popped it open. "Looks like a normal old Umbrella right?" He asked.

"Well yeah, what else would-?" Spike pressed a button and the Top of the Umbrella went from curved to a straight disk, the disk slid into pieced and began 4 curved pieces, the top started spinning and Pound watched in amazement as Spike flew into the air.

"The Bambrella is both an Umbrella and an Aircraft!"

"Why is it called the-"

"It's made out of Babo-Geag! that was a 4th question!" Spike snapped, as he landed and took the Babmrella out of flight mode and tucked it back into his pocket "Anyway, I'll be using that to get around and follow you into the sky, as You've probably noticed, unlike the real Spike, I don't have wings."

"Wh-" Pound tried to ask when Spike-bot cut in.

"You're out of questions, now I know for a fact that you failed your last test, so let's get to work, Pull out your homework."

"But I don't wanna" Pound whining, Spike put his finger over his own lips and shushed him, they stood in silence for a moment before Spike shouted out.

"THAT WASN'T A REQUEST IT WAS A DEMAND NOW GET TO WORK!" Pound jumped back and ran to his backpack, pulling out several sheets of homework and running to his desk, Spike-bot sat on the floor. "Oh, and don't worry if you don't do well, let's go for C's at first, then try B's, then A's, We'll dial it back as much as we need to, no need to get too worked up, we've got a few years to fix you up yet." Spike-bot talked away happily on the floor as Pound stared at his homework.

"Man this kinda sucks." he muttered as he set to work "Math is boring."

"Oh, you'll live" Spike-bot replied simply, "Now, hurry up on that work, we gotta figure out how to tell your family they have a Robot now."

Author's Note

Very heavily Influenced by Doraemon (Obviously)

A friendly game of Kickball

Pound stood up, getting Spike-bots attention with a snap of his notebook.

"Oh thank goodness," Spike-bots sighed as he snapped the book he's swiped from Pounds bookshelf shut "That took forever." Spike-bot walked over the Pound and shook his hand, "Alright you did some homework, now what do you want to do?" Pound looked at the small robot in confusion

"You want to do something with me?" Pound asked

"Well yeah, I'm here until your life changes for the better, and since I have tons of things in my 4th-dimensional pocket, almost any game or activity you can think of, I can improve immensely!" Spike-bot smiled "Sorry for being so snappy earlier, I was a little peeved with having to do this, but I've calmed down and I'm ready to help you, not just with your grades, but with your social life."

"My social life?" Pound asked in confusion "What's wrong with my social life?"

"Oh come on now." Spike said merrily "You must have somepony you want to impress, maybe a filly you go to school with? Maybe some cool colts you want to impress so they'll hang with you?" Pound thought about that momentarily before shaking his head.

"Yes and no, I have friends already and I like them, but I would like to impress them." Pound scratched his chin for a short while before snapping. "Long shot, but you wouldn't happen to have something that would make me better at Kickball would you?" Spike-bot reached into his pouch and, after rummaging around for a little while, he pulled out a pair of Shoes

"The Automatic Shoes!" Spike sang out happily "Just give these bad boy's an objective and they'll do all the work for you, so if its Kickball you want to excel at them" Spike-bot placed them on the ground and pressed a button "kick the ball past the goal, and keep the ball away from your goal." The shoes light up and Pound put them on his hooves. "Now as soon as the game begins the shoes will do all the work for you!" Pound smiled

"Awesome! This totally makes up for making me do my homework!" Pound ran to the window, popped it open and flew outside, Spike-bot bounded after him and pulled out the Bambrella.

"Hey Wait for me!" He called out as he jumped out of the Window and flew after him. The two flew threw Ponyville until Pound spotted Butterball.

"Hey Butterball, you up for a rematch!?" He called, The Large Earth Pony looked around for a moment before looking up.

"A Rematch of what?" He called back.

"A Rematch Kickball game!" Pound replied as he landed with a smile, he blinked as he hard a buzzing sound and looked up as Spike-bot landed next to him.

"Who the heck is that?" Butterball asked as he moved past Pound and looked at the Robot.

"I'm Spike-bot." he replied, shaking Butterball's hand "I'm a friend of Pounds."

"Who, I didn't know you had Dragon friends," Butterball said, unintentionally picking up Spike-bot as he turned around. "Oh dang sorry, little dude," Butterball said as he unclenched his hands. "But yeah sure, we can play another game as soon as I find my Notebook." Butterball pointed at the ground while rubbing the back of his head. "You see, I was in a rush to get home today, and I just found out I lost my Notebook, I know I put it in my bag before heading home so It has to be somewhere between my house and the school." Pound was about to offer his help when Spike-bot jumped up.

"That all, well them leave it to me!" The two watched as he reached into his Pocket and pulled something out. "The Path Finding Stick." Spike set the stick on the ground "Witch ever Direction the stick falls is the direction we need to go to find your notebook." He said simply "It can be used to find the direction of whatever you want, even somepony who's lost or missing." The Stick wobbled around, then fell, it lay pointing across the street.

"But I wasn't on that side of the street when I was walking home." Butterball objected.

"That's because you Notebook was either picked up off the ground or taken out of your bag." Spike-bot picked up the stick. "This way!" The Trio looked both ways before marking across the road and in between the buildings. there they found a large empty lot.

"Hey, this is where we play sometimes." Pound said as they walked towards one of Pounds friends sitting on a pile of pipes "Hey Zips!" Pound called, Zips looked over and waved back.

"Oh hey guys, Butterball I was just looking for you." Zips opened up his bag and pulled out a Notebook "I found this on the ground earlier."

"Ah Zips you rock!" Butterball said as he took his Notebook back "Alright Pound, you and Spike-Bot wait right here, we can play some Kickball once this baby is safe at home." Butterball waved back at them as Pound and Spike-bot found a place to sit.

"So Pound, you gonna introduce me to your friend here?" Zips asked casually, looking at the odd-looking Dragon.

"Oh, Zips this is Spike-bot, Spike-bot this is Zips." The two shook hands, Zips looked at him up and down.

"You look a lot like Twilight's assistant, you even have almost the same name."

"Oh that's just a Coincidence, Just like how some ponies look a lot alike, some Dragons do too." Spike-Bot looked around the empty lot before getting up. "Welp if a Kickball game is going to be played, it might as well be played right." Spike reached into his Pocket and pulled out a Pad of Paper and began drawing away for a little while.

"What's he doing?" Zips asked as the two watched him sketch away.

"I would say he's just passing time, but judging from what I've seen from him so far it'll probably be something unbelievably cool." After a few Minutes, Spike-Bot got up and reached into his pocket, Zips and Pound watched in shock as He pulled out a huge Machine.

"The Mecha-Maker!" He sang out before reaching back into his pocket and pulling out a Door. "And The Anywhere Door!" he added as he opened the door and proceeded to disappear threw it.

'What the..!?" Zips and Pound stared at the door in confused silence until the dragon walked back threw pulling a rusty wagon chock full of junk.

"Thank you Junkyard," he said as he dumped a lot of the stuff into a large tub on the machine. "Now I just add the sketches and-" The machine made several sounds and the two on the side's jaws went slack when a Goal came out of the machine, followed by a Remote control "-once more," Spike-bot added as he repeated the process, this time tossing the Wagon in with the junk, there where noise and once again a Goal appeared, along with a second remote.

"Alright then," Spike-Bot said as he put the Door and the machine back in his pocket before picking up both remotes and handed on to Zips. "And now we have Remote control Goals, Spike drove his to the other side of the Empty Field. "I'll try and keep Butterball from scoring, and you try and keep Pound from Scoring." As he said this Zips took the controller in awe.

"That was the coolest thing ever," he said as he moved the Goal back and forth.

"If you press that button you can make it fly into the air, but that's only for Pegasus games," Spike-Bot added as he demonstrated using his goal, it flew up little ways before he set it back on the ground. "So try not to make it fly up, otherwise Butterball will lose a point for it, I'll do the same." Zips began messing with the goal when Buttercup rounded the corner.

"Hey Pound." She called out with a wave, "Hey Zips, wh-what the?" Buttercup froze in shocked silence as the goals began battling each other in the air.

"Hey, I thought these were for the kickball game." Pound complained.

"We're just passing the time," Spike-bot replied as the two goals started shooting lasers.

"This is so cool!" Zips practically screamed as he got up and shot a cloud a few times until it was shaped like a Z. "And I'm super good with it, Can I keep it!?"

"oh no, it's way too big to keep as a toy." Spike-bot replied as he set the goal back on the ground "If I did make you something I'd have to be a lot smaller and much less dangerous."

"Who are you?" Buttercup asked.

"Names Spike-bot" He replied, offering her a handshake, which she accepted, "You one of Pound's friends?"

"Yes, she is." Pound replied "One of my many awesome friends."

"Really? Name one I haven't met yet." Spike-bot asked Pound standing awkwardly in silence "That's what I thought, anyway I'm here to fix Pound's life, and one way to help is to make his friends like him more, and since I'm going to be around him I need his friends to like me to, and what better way to win somepony over than with a gift!" Zips ear's shot up.

"Wait I'm one of Pound's friends!" he said shakily "he and I are like best bro's!"

"Yes I know, I saw you during the Kickball game, a little rude but friendship is there, that's why you're getting one free control thing." Spike-Bot pulled out his art pad and some pencils "Just draw what you want me to make, and I'll get it done at my earliest convenience."

"What do I get?" Buttercup asked excitedly as Butterball came back around the corner

"What's up? Someone giving things away?"

"Only to Pounds friends and from what I've gathered you are the third and final one, just tell me what you want and I'll see what I can do, but it's unfair to pressure you, so why not play that game of kickball first? I brought some fancy goals, alright all of you gather together so I can explain the rules thoroughly."

"Alright, you ready?" Butterball asked, behind him was a Goal with an Orange Flag on it.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Pound replied as he got into position, his shoes lighting up.

"Even with your magic shoes your no match for me!" Butterball said happily as Spike-bot stepped into the middle of the empty field, Buttercup had Pound's goal, Zips had Butterball's goal, and each where standing behind the other's goal so they could keep the net in their sight.

"Alright, I'd ask for a clean game, but we all know Pound is basically cheating, and Butterball has given the okay for this, so I guess we're playing dirty, It's nearing sundown so we have about 20 minutes for this game, so first to 5, or the one with the highest points when time runs out wins." Spike-bot put the ball down, moved out of the playing field and pulled out a stopwatch. "Ready?"

"Ready!" The two replied.

"Goalies ready?" He asked.

"Ready!" the other two replied.

"On my mark!" Spike-bot looked at Pound, then Butterball. "Mark!" He yelled out as he started the Stopwatch. "20 minutes remaining!" Pound and Butterball ran forward and slid as the ball, with a loud smack Pound kicked the ball, it flew towards the goal, and with a loud ring it hit the corner as it zoomed out of the way, Pound jumped over Butterball, whose hand shot up and grabbed him by the ankle, Pound fell on his face as Butterball got up and ran to the ball, Pound got up and watched as Butterball kicked it back towards him, Pound suddenly felt his hooves kick out and he was forced back upon them, Pound's hooves ran on their own accord and very masterfully kicked the ball out form in front of Butterball, the ball flew into the air and Pound kicked into the air and kicked it towards a goal it flew into it with a ringing sound.

"Yes!" Pound cheered.

"1 point for Butterball," Spike-bot called out, Pound fell on his face and Butterball blinked.

"How!?" The two demanded in confusion, Spike pointed to the goal.

"That's your goal Pound." He said bluntly "Even tho you kicked it the rules are clear if it goes into your net Butterball get's the point." Spike shrugged "And I should know I made the rules."

"That's a stupid rule!" Pound yelled back angrily "I wanna restart the match!"

"You're already down to 18 minutes, to reset everything you'd have even less time, Butterball gets the pointed end of story." Spike-Bot nodded and turned to mark it on the small board he'd pulled from his pocket when a rock whizzed past his head and hit the board, causing it to clonk Spike-bot in the chin, He turned on the spot. "Did you just throw a rock at me?!" he demanded angrily.

"I'm sorry I didn't think it would hit you!" Pound said in fear. Spike-bots face steamed for a moment before he took a deep breath,

"You know what, your right, it's unfair, let's remove that rule," he said casually. Pound sighed before Spike spoke up "but since we can't remove a rule without replacing it, and it's a hard rule." Spike-bot point to Zips who flinched "For hitting the judge with a rock and whining, Butterball's goal is now permitted to fly!"

"What!?" Pound demanded, "That's so un-"

"I'll make your goal bigger if you keep complaining!" Spike-Bot shot back as Buttercup put the ball back in the middle of the field. "New round, 1-0"

"Hey you said-" Pound said irritably.

"Earning a point means you ear a point, even if it's against the rules in the next round, 1-0!" Spike looked at either side for a moment "Go!" Butterball ran to the ball and kicked it, Pound's hooves jumped up and slammed the ball at an angle, it was inside the goal just as Zips was moving it.

"Score is now 1-1!" Spike-bot called out, "Zips please move the ball to the middle of the court."

"of course, a friend of Pound is a friend of mine, I'm always happy to help out."

"Wow, he really wants that flying figurine." Pound chuckled.

"Oh, that sounds super cool! Think he'll give me a flying boat?"

"Just give me a picture of the boat and I can make it happen!" Spike-bot replied, "Bigger the drawing the bigger the boat!"

"I'll keep that in mind," Zips said as he placed the ball down and moved back to his place.

"Ready, steady, go!" Spike-bot sat back and watched as the game began, Butterball wised up and this time ran past the ball before kicking it to the side, Pound moved now that his trick was no longer any good and the game took off, Pounds goal began circling the field while Zips took the goal into the sky. "Zips to high, lower it just a pinch."

"Understood" He replied, lowering it slightly and spinning it around the area. Pound tried hitting the ball up into the air and missed, the ball landed and the two players ran at it. Pound got to it first and once again shot it into the air, it missed again and landed next to Butterball who kicked it to the moving goal, the group watched as the ball flew past the goal and flew into the alley, there was a loud crashing sound and they all froze.

"Everpony scatter!" Spike-bot yelled, "Game over, to be continued at a later point!" Butterball high tailed it back the way he came while Spike-bot took the Controler from Zips, who ran off as soon as he was relieved of it, Buttercup gave him hers as she ran after the two, Spike-bot flew the two goals to him and pocketed them and their controllers. "Quick Pound to me!"

"Hey, you rotten foals!" An angry voice yelled out. Pound ran to Spike-bot, who pulled out the Anywhere door.

"To your room!" they ran through the door and back to Pounds room, Spike closed the door and pocketed it before collapsing on the floor with Pound.

"I'm really sorry about the rock." Pound said as he lay face down.

"It's fine, but you could get in real trouble if you do that to others, so try and avoid doing that please."

"yes, sir." Pound replied.

"You know what, I was angry when I told you to call me that, just say yes it's fine." the two lay in silence until he realized something.

"Wait how am I going to explain you to my parents!?" he said in a panic "How can I even begin to explain this!?"

"I dunno that's your problem." Spike-bot replied "Just tell them there's no getting rid of me and see if that works, I'd say you have some time to prepare your-"

"Pound? Dinner is ready." Mrs.Cakes voice called from downstairs.

"-Nevermind, time up," Spike-bot said bluntly as he got up. Pound looked at him then the door.

"Alright just give me a minute." Pound walked out of his room.

"Hey Mom, can you come upstairs for a moment, I have something to tell you and it has to be before I come down for Dinner."

"Give me a moment honey." Mrs.Cake called back "But it better be serious!"

"Oh it is, oh boy is it ever." Pound replied quietly as he leaned back against the door and waited for her to come up.

Welcome to stay

"What do I do, what should I say?" Pound asked nervously while he paced in front of his door, he was waiting for his mother to come up the stairs so he could introduce her to Spike-bot.

"I can wait with you if you want?" Spike-bot asked as he flipped a Comic Book from Pounds collection, he was sitting against the door waiting for his cue to come out of the room. Pound heard hoof steps and stood at attention waiting for his mother until he noted they sounded way to light to be an adult's. Panicking slightly Pound tried to run back into the room, Spike-Bot didn't budge. "No chickening out," Spike-bot said in response to the door pushing. Pound pushed hard against the door with all his might.

"Your door stuck?" Pumpkin asked from the stairs, Pound turned down the hall to her and gave a somewhat guilty smiled.

"No just exercising" He gave her a guilty grin before Spike-bot spoke up.

"That's a terrible excuse," he said simply, Pumpkin walked over to him and crossed her arms,

"You let one of your friends in through the window again didn't you?" Pumpkin asked, giving the door a knock.

"That you Zaps?" She asked

"Actually I think his name is Zips," Spike-bot replied as he put the Book in his pouch for later and pulled out a hoop, he placed it on the door and it made a hole so he and Pumpkin could see each other, Pumpkin jumped back in shock as he jumped through the hoop and pulled it off the door, making the hole disappear. "The Pass loop!" Spike-bot said as he waved it "Allows you to pass through solid objects with ease, originally invented to help pull trapped creatures out of Cave-ins or collapsed buildings." he put the loop back in his pocket and shook Pumpkins hands "Nice to meet you, you must be Pumpkin right?" He asked Pumpkin looked at him dumbfounded.

"Ye-yeah." She answered as he looked him over.

"Well I'm Spike-bot, A Robotic replica of Spike for 2000 years in the futter, I've come back in time to Make sure Pound doesn't fail at life." the entire time he spoke he continued to shake Pumpkins head who stared at him in silence.

"Your...your a robot?" She asked.

"Indeed I am, I'm not the latest model, but the only difference between me and the new ones in their pockets." Spike batted the V on his belly "But I get a new one every time they come out." Spike reached into the pocket and rooted around for a moment before pulling out Anywhere door. "And to prove that, I present the Anywhere door." Spike opened it and the two saw their kitchen. "After you," he offered, Pound and Pumpkin walked threw and Spike-bot followed, and proceeded to close, and pack it up. "Alright, now I just have to Introduce myself to your parents and we'll be good to-"Spike's head was grabbed as he was violently shaken.

"This is awesome and scary at the same time!" Pumpkin said as she shook him "How'd you do that!? What happened to Pound that you had to come back in time!? Won't this alter your timeline!?"

"3 Questions per pony only!" Spike replied as she shook him "and Please stop shaking me!" Pumpkin let go and turned to the door.

"I'll be right back with mom, dad, and Pinkie." She called back as she ran through the door and to the dining area where they all ate their dinner."

"Well, there you go." Spike-bot said, "Just have to show some proof and bam, Problems solved." Now, let's go say hi to your parents. Pound sighed as he and Spike-bot made their way out of the kitchen.

"Thank you so much!" Mrs.Cake said practically crying as she squeezed Spike-Bot.

"I'm just doing my job." he replied "I haven't even done anything major yet, just made him do his homework! I bet most of the answers are wrong." Mrs.Cake hugged him harder for a moment before setting him down, Spike-bot shook his head and fell on his rear.

"Oh man, that hurt." He complained as he got up, Mr.Cake pulled a chair up to the table and set a plate on the table for Spike-bot, unlike the other plates it just had some leftover sweets from the work day on it

"Sorry, but we didn't know we'd be having long term company." He said as Pound took the seat and sat between Pound and Pumpkin.

"No problem, I haven't really done that much-Honey bun!" Spike-bot suddenly screamed making the table jump, they watched in silence as he proceeded to eat the three on his plate without chewing. "I love Pinkie's Honeybuns!"

"Say what!? My Food's still being made 2000 years in the future." Pinkie asked with a spark of joy "That's awesome! Even that far into the future I'm still making ponies happy."

"Oh yeah sure," Spike responded absentmindedly as he looked over to Pound "Anyway tomorrows the weekend right?"

"Well yeah it-" Pound started before Spikebot continued.

"Alright, then we'll push school work progress to the side and focus on fixing your social life, now let's see-" Spike-bot reached into his pouch and pulled out a chart and some Paper. "Alright, so let's begin with the basic questionnaire." Spike-bot scanned through it and marked a few things off "And I'll skip the ones I've already noticed or have figured out already, alright so basic interests?" while Spike-bot did this with Pound Mr. and Mrs. Cake watched and talked to each other.

"So, what do think of him?" Mr.Cake asked, "he seem like he's telling the truth, you don't think we might be famous in the future and he was sent back to steal out secret recipes?" Spike-Bot suddenly reached into his pocket and tossed a tablet at Mr.Cake, who blinked at it in shock.

"That tablet has stored on it the recipes of every single sweet ever produced by the Cake Family in the last 20 centuries." Spike looked over and smiled. "Probably should have mentioned this, but I was sent back in time by Pinkie Pie's future self." Spike went back to asking questions to Pound as Mr. and Mrs. Cake tried to figure out how to work the Tablet, suddenly the table shook and all its occupants turned to Pinkie who has slammed on the table, a look of pure shock on her face.

"I sent you, from 2000 years in the future, am I brain in a jar? do I have a cool robot body?"

"No, your just immortal." Spike replied, "Alright so I figure you don't like sports, but if you had to pick one-"

"I've Become Immortal!?" Pinkie demanded, Spike sighed and set his Pad down before turning to Pinkie.

"You do not become Immortal, you Became Immortal, past tense at this moment, you and your friends became bonded with the Elements of Harmony. you may not wear them now, but so long as what your element conected you to continues to be a part of Pony kind you will never age, hence force, so long as you never stop making ponies happy, you never have to stop making ponies happy." Spike picked up his pencil and pad before adding. "Pumpkin I invertedly answered one of your questions so you have 2 left, Pinkie you get one more, Mr. and Mrs. Cake still have Three, Pound used all his in less than 5 minutes, Now I know your all curious and what not, But I need to finish this Questionaire so I can get a General scenes of what Makes Pound happy so I can get on track to giving him a life he wants to live, or at least one as close to that as possible." Spike-bot shook the paper, eyed everypony in silence before turning back to Pound "-if you had to pick one which would it be?" he said, continuing his earlier conversation with Pound. Pound thought for a little bit before deciding.

"Well, dad occasionally takes me out to play catch so I guess Baseball?"

"Alright I have a few things that could help you get better at that, How about seasonal sports like Snowboarding or Athletic activities like Pole vaulting?"

"Um, I could try Stilt walking I guess, and maybe Skating or Skiing?"

"Alright, I'll look into ordering some supplies for those form the future a little later." Spike's Tail and Head Spines suddenly started blinking, Spike held out his arm and as Portal opened up above him, a Small box fell out and landed in his hand, followed by an envelope. The portal disappeared and Spike looked at the Box as the envelope fell, Spike-bot waited for it to land before opening it and reading. "dear Spike-bot model-yadda,yadda-Ah!" Spike opened the box and reached into it, pulling out a slice of Bread."

"Is that how ponies in the future get bread!?" Mr.Cake asked in shock as he stared at where the portal had opened.

"We have some in the kitchen, you should have asked fir-" Pound started before Spike waved the bread at him."

"This is Memory Bread, Hold on a moment." Spike put the slice on top of the box that was larger on the inside. Spike-bot reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a purse. "The Special order Bag!" Spike reached in and pulled out a notebook." the table looked at it in silence for a moment before Pound recognized it.

"Hey! That's my notebook!" Spike-bot placed it on the table and flipped through it "Think of a item and the user will be able to pull it out of this bag, it can even pull ponies out of it, altho if you do try to pull a pony threw it and there in a private moment, such as taking a bath, or you try and pull something out with foul intent you'll be harshly shocked with electricity!" Spike found a good page and picked the Bread slice back up, he put it against the page and kneaded it into the page before pulling it back up, the bread was now covered in the words from the page. "Now if Pound, where to eat this slice of bread hed auto, memorize every one of these math problems for as long as it was in his stomach." The Family stared at it in shock before Spike-Bot added: "I thought that if I showed him what it would be like to know everything, it might inspire him to study, and if it fails and he tries to use it to cheat I'll just revoke the bread." Spike-Bot offered Pound the slice of Bread before closing the box and putting it in his pocket and looking at the Questionnaire. "I can work off this for now." He added as an afterthought as he put it back in his pocket too, Spike-Bot picked up the notebook and tested Pound to make sure the Bread was working correctly. as this was happening Mrs.Cake watched the small robot quietly.

"This is amazing," She said almost crying, "Pinkie you're amazing! I know you won't be doing it for another couple centuries, but thank you so much for sending this little robot back in time to help Pound, I owe you and him greatly!" Pinkie smiled back and Mrs.Cake and waved her off.

"It's fine, It's fine, now that I know I'm gonna live a long time, I'm just trying to think of the proper question to ask Spike-Bot."

"Oh, I have a question!" Pumpkin said jumping up and down "What's your current plan to help Pound?"

"Well at the moment I plan to go to sleep, wake up, then I'll let him do his own thing, and as he goes about his day, he can come to me for help at any time, even if he just needs me to entertain him, I have hundreds of Gadgets, and since I was originally designed to be a Nanny bot half of them are mainly for entertainment purposes, tho I've gotten a few new things since Pinkie took ownership of me."

"Why did I take ownership of you!?" Pinkie suddenly yelled, "I have to know!"

"Oh, my original child I was made to Nanny grew up, and he decided he was too old for me so he sent me to the Incineration plant, I was just one of the many Robot's you saved from being melted down." Pinkie sat in silence, a question burning in her mind as Spike-bot got up "Anyway I know this might be a hassle, but I Don't suppose you might have a place for me to sleep?"

"You can use my closet!" Pound suggested, "That way if I really need you you'll just be there in my room." Pound got up, thanked his mother for his Dinner, Spike-bot jumping in with him, and the two walked upstairs, as soon as they got to the stairs they could hear talk erupting from the table.

"Yeah I could feel them wanting to talk about me, but not wanting to be rude, so I figured I should excuse myself fast." Spike laughed as they walked down the hall and into Pounds room, Pound opened his Closet, it was cut in half with an upper and lower layer, Spike-bot emptied out the top area and climbed in. "I'll reorganize your closet tomorrow." Spike bot said before yawning "Goodnight Pound." Spike flopped down in his space when there was a knock on the door, Pound rushed over to it and Found Pumpkin levitating a few Blankets and Two Pillows.

"This is for Spike." She said simply "If he's going to try and fix you, he's gonna be here for a long while so he might as well be comfortable." Spike-Bots voice sounded from the closet.

"Thank you Pumpkin, But as a Spike exists in this timeline please refear to me as Spike-bot," he said as she floated the stuff into the closet, Spike-bot began reorganizing the area before closing the door and tucking himself in. "Night!" he called as the door closed.

"Well, I'm not going to bed yet-"

"Just don't bang on the door or throw things around." Spike-bot replied, "You may think you had a long day, but I got sent back to you near the end of the day in my timeline, I just need to recalibrate my day-night time clock to this time so Goodnight."

"Goodnight!" Pound replied as he picked out one of his comic books and began reading.

Author's Note

Hey there, if your a fan of Doraemon just post a Gadget in the comment's down Below, I'll more than likely use it at some point on my own, but if you want it used sooner rather than later just tell me.

How to fix a Tree house

Spike-Bot sat on the floor in silence reading a comic book, Pound was pacing back and forth in an equal amount of silence, the two had been in these respective positions for 10 minutes before Pound spoke up.

"Alright, so how am I going to do this?" He asked scratching his chin.

"Do what?" Spike-bot asked lazily as he flipped the page. Pound got on his knees and gave Spike-bot a huge smile, Spike-bot glanced up at him before turning his gaze back on the page. "No.," he said simply, Pound blinked him for a moment as his smile dissipated.

"But I haven't said any-" he started before Spike-bot looked his square in the face.

"You, we're going to ask if you could play with one of my Gadgets." Spike-Bot said simply "The answer is no." he returned his gaze back to the comic, he noted that Pound was moving and ignored him until he felt his hand's on his cheek. Pound then sharply pulled his face back, Causing Spike-bot to drop the comic.

"Please!" Pound cried out, pulling on Spike-Bots face from behind while shaking him violently. Spike-bot let out a cry discomfort and attempted to outlast him, after about 30 seconds he gave in.

"Fine!" Spike-Bot cried out "We can go outside and if somepony really need a problem solved I'll use some of the gadgets to solve it and you can play with that first gadget I use for a few minutes afterward!" Spike shook his hands out in front of him and pulled away from Pound "Now let go of my face!" Pound released him and gave a happy chuckle as Spike Fell on his face, Spike-bot got up, rubbed his face then pulled out the Anywhere door. "Alright where we going?" He asked, Pound, opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, then shook his head.

"I hadn't thought that far ahead." He said simply.

"To that empty lot then," Spike-Bot said as he reached for the door. Pound's ears shot up and he jumped at Spike-Bot.

"No don't! The big kids use the lot at this time!" Pound jumped onto Spike and the two tumbled forward and threw the door the two rolled across the grass and lay at the hooves a pony, The two looked up at the confused face of Sweetie Belle. The other two kids who were at the lot gathered around the duo as the got up.

"What is this thing!?" Scootaloo asked as she put her head through the Anywhere door and looked around Pounds room before pulling back out and looking at the back of it. Spike-bot got up, whipped some grass of his chest, then walked over to the door.

"This is the Anywhere door." He said simply as he shut it and pocketed it, The three around them staring in shock as he made it disappear. Spike-bot turned away from Scootaloo, who was now pointing at him in shocked silence and walked over to Pound. "Alright, let's go do something impossible for the first random stranger we meet."

"What the heck is happening here!?" Applebloom demanded, Spike-bot looked over at her in silence for a moment,

"Hey look a Random Stranger." he said simply "That looks a lot like my litter sister." He added as an afterthought "Weird."

"How does a Robot have a sister!?" Pound demanded.

"No more questions for you!" Spike-Bot snapped back "Not till you earn them." At this point, the three were just staring at them dumbfounded." Spike-bot looked at Applebloom, his eye twitching before he snapped back to Pound.

"I have a Timemachine and a Door that can take you anywhere! and me having a Sister is the weird thing!?" He said as he pointed to Pound. "Explain that!?"

"You explain first." Pound replied looking away from the robot. Spike-bot scoffed and looked back at Applebloom as he pointed to Pound.

"Spoiled brat." he mouthed before walking over to her and offered her his hand. Applebloom blinked at him the offered hand before silently shaking it. "Hello, I am Spike-bot, a Robotic replica of the Dragon Spike, I've come form 2,000 years in the future." The trio just stared at him.

"WHAT!?" They demanded in unison.

"Bwaha!" Scootaloo was rolling on the ground laughing at the red-faced Pound while Sweetie Patted his head.

"I'm sure you can turn your life around if you really try." She said happily "Come talk to use when your ready to try and get a Cutie mark and we can at least help you succeed there." Applebloom lay under the one tree in the lot next to Spike-Bot, they were both staring at the sky.

"So I can ask for anything?" She asked "Just-like anything?" She asked.

"You can, and If I can't help with it then you can ask again," Spike-bot said lazily.

"He's kind of grumpy, but he's funny too." Pound whispered to Sweetie.

"I heard that," Spike-bot called out making him jump.

"How?" Spike-bot shot up and gave Pound a silent stare. "So what does Applebloom want!?" Pound asked. Applebloom sat up and scratched her head.

"Well the old Crusader Clubhouse is getting a little cramped and run down nowadays, could you spruce it up a little?" She asked. Spike-Bot got to his feet and pulled out the Anywhere door

"Everypony who's going to the Crusader Clubhouse come on down." He called, the 4 around him gather around and Spike-bot motioned Applebloom to the door. "Just think of where you want to go." He said simply. after a moment Spike-bot was packing the Door back up and turned to the clubhouse. "I see what you mean." He said as he looked at the Treehouse, it had gone through some tough timed from the look of it. Spike-bot walked over to the tree house and stepped on the staircase, it creaked under his feet and he backed away from it. Applebloom walked up behind him rubbing her head awkwardly.

"Sorry, Been a few years since Big Mac's last maintenance check on the place, ever since he got married he's been a little preoccupied," she said with a shrug, Spike-bot rooted around in his pocket for a moment and pulled out a stick with a ball on the end.

"What the heck is that?" Pound asked as he and the other two walked over to him. Spike-Bot pointed it up at the tree and Pulled on the Trigger.

"Emergency Elevator!" Spike said happily making the group look at him, his demeanor changing in a snap as the ball shot up and latched to a branch, the stick fell to the ground and turned into a box. "Casue I don't trust those stairs," he said simply as he got in it and was pulled up so he could see the Clubhouse, he looked at it for a second before shaking going back down. "Alright I can do two things, and I'll do both of them, first off-" Spike Reached into his pocket and pulled out a seed. "The Maximum Secret Root!" He called out handing it to Applebloom "just plant this in the ground and it'll grow into a Permanent Secret base." He said as he pulled out a watering can "Water it as soon as it's in the ground for immediate results." Applebloom looked at the Seed and Spike shoed her off "go, go, Find a good place to expand underground." he said as he turned back to the tree house and began digging in his pocket.

"Why not here?" Sweetie asked moving underneath the Porch of the Treehouse "We could add a Rope Ladder to get in and out of it." The CMC and Pound moved to the area and began planting the seed, Applebloom poured water on it and the group watched as it burst from the ground and grew into a TreeStump, Pound put his head in the stump and tripped, sliding head first down the stump.

"Ah! Kid you ok!?" Scootaloo asked leaning down to the stump when Pounds' voice sounded from the hole.

"This is the coolest thing ever!?" The Trio looked at each other before going down the hole, as they arrived they noted that it was a large round room, a table in the middle of it along with several rooms.

"These are all Bedroom!" Sweetie said as she opened some of the doors with her magic. "We can have a massive sleepover, or convert them to Rooms for mapping out spots for Certain activities, or for storage!" as Sweetie pondered on Idea's Applebloom sat down in front of the table "We can have lunched here as we discuss Active Cutie Mark help requests!" Applebloom said as he rubbed her hands on the table. "Oh this is so cool we have to go thank Spike-Bot, the old tree house might not be around too much longer, but this is almost as good, if not better!" Applebloom was about to crawl out when Spike-Bot slid in french girl style.

"Hello!" he greeted merrily "I forgot to tell you about the secret exit!" Spike-bot got up and pointed to Scootaloo. "You, walk into any room and say your name!" Scootaloo blinked at him then back into the room behind her.

"Scootaloo?" She said in confusion when the room suddenly collapsed around her and shrink to the size of a closet. "What the!?"

"You will now be taken to the tree house." Spike-bot said simply before Scootaloo shot up." Spike gestured around him. "Just pick a room and say your name." he said simply as he walked into a room "Spike-bot!" He said with the same effect, Spike-bot shot up through a tub, inside the tree house the Pedestal moved to the side and Spike sprung out, landing on his feet inside, he had a second to look around before Scootaloo grabbed and Shook him.

"How did you do this!" She demanded.

"Oh that's just how the Secret root wo-"

"Not that this!" Scootaloo motioned around the Clubhouse, Everything was sparkling knew, even the tree seemed slightly shorter.

"Oh, that! I just-"

"Holly Mother!" Applebloom said as he and Sweetie landed in the house and looked around. "It looks good as new!" She said as Pound came flying out to.

"I don't look good as new, it is new," Spike-bot said as he pulled out a Red and Blue Cloth with clocks on it and a stopwatch. "Using the Time stopwatch, I froze time and used this." Spike held up the Cloth "The Timekerchife, he walked over to the podium and lay it down blue side up "Cover something with this side and-" Spike pulled it away to show a rotting hunk of wood "-it speeds up time, place it this side up-" Spike lay it red side up and waited a moment before pulling it back to show the podium back to new "-it reverses time." he bowed "so using this I just turned back to clock, this entire tree house is completely new, I also rewound time on the tree casue I noted it was getting on in years." Spike-bot bowed again before pocketing his tools and walking over to Pound, pulling him out of the Treehouse. "Have fun, don't tell your friends about me, I'm very busy and only did this so Pound would stop throwing a Temper Tantrum." Spike-bot closed the door and dodge the attack from Pound before running.

"Why'd you tell them about that!?" he yelled angrily running after the robot.

"Look on the bright side, now you get to play with the Instant Elevator whenever you want!" Spike-Bot called back "I won't even put a Timelimit on how long you can use it!" he laughed back as Pound turned red.

"You weren't scared of those stairs at all where you, you were just cheating me!" Pound yelled as Spike pulled out the anywhere door and jumped into Pounds room, Pound running in after him, the sound of angry shouting came from it as the CMC watched the event unfold.

"I can't say I was expecting to meet a robot Spike today." Scootaloo said, "but that guy was pretty awesome...I'm gonna go ride that tube thing again!" She said as an afterthought before running down the stairs. Applebloom and Sweetie laughed as Spike-bot came back out the door, then closed and opened it again before waving to them and walking into the hallway of Sugar Cube corner, he walked into the bathroom as Pound ran out of his room and B-lined it down the stairs, Spike-bot walked back into the room, shut the door, picked up the Comic he had been reading and got back into his closet, closing the door and turning on the light he'd stuck to the ceiling.

"And I win," he said simply as he picked up where he left off.

Author's Note

Next chapter will be a little more fun to read.