“You look like you're boiling. Maybe you should take your shirt off, so you don’t get it all sweaty?”

Spike was about to hesitate when he noticed the accumulation of sweat forming underneath his arms. After putting the heavy suitcases down he slipped the magenta t-shirt over his head. This proved quite difficult due to his scales. “Could you give me a hoof?” Spike asked the popstar. She didn’t even think twice about it. She helped him out of his shirt and what she found underneath was not disappointing. His muscles were the most glorious thing she’d ever seen and the thought of him using them to save her life made her a bit flustered; The dragon before her was ripped. It was now Songbird's turn to glow lightly in the face, the image of Spike headbutting the falling wall in her head.

"I should have known." She thought as she gingerly trotted beside him whilst trying her best not to stare at his abs. The walk to the train station was a little longer than she thought it had any right to be. Despite this they never became bored as they were both content with each other’s company. Their journey ground to a halt more than a couple of times. A tourist stopped Spike to ask for directions to Twilight’s castle. Somepony excitedly asked Songbird for an autograph, and strangest of all, a slightly overweight pony demanded Spike to put his shirt back on. He had blathered something about him being in a public place.

"Oh thank Luna." Spike sighed as they arrived at the charming Ponyville train station. He eventually managed to slip the shirt back on, much to the dismay of Songbird, before continuing to follow her with the bags. The boarding process was pretty fast for them, seeing as Songbird had bought first class tickets. Pretty soon the two found themselves sitting alone in their own secluded compartment. Songbird smiled at him and Spike just sat there in awkward silence. Eventually he came up with something to say, "I've never been in first class before," Spike noted, trying to make small talk, "Twilight and I have always travelled in the public carriage."

"Really?" Songbird asked, "I'd think a Princess wouldn't even need the train.’

"Oh no, I remember when she decided to fly to her destination with me on her back. I ended up crashing into the side of the Library!” Spike exclaimed, “For some odd reason she doesn’t like being flown by the royal guards either, I think it’s because she has a crush on one of them." Spike sighed before slapping his knees and getting up, "I saw a soda machine on our way in and I've just gotta try me some train soda." Spike opened the door to their compartment and headed out.

Unbeknownst that behind him a robbery was taking place a carriage down. The group consisted of five stallions who were in the middle of robbing the only other two groups who had bought first class tickets. A guard, sent to protect one of the nobles on board, lay slumped over on the floor after being knocked out. Leading the group was a pale white earth pony with a sky blue mane. As soon as he got an eyeful of Spike he redirected his four minions toward the dragon, two of the ponies followed suit after him. They made their way into the compartment which Spike had been in. Songbird looked on in silence at the stallion who had now locked eyes with her.

"Jackpot," He said salaciously.

The two ponies rounded a corner and found Spike turning his pockets inside out trying to find some spare change. "All these cans are gonna be super shaken."

One of the two stallions took this as an opportunity and pulled out a damp washcloth, the same he'd used to knock out the guard. The pony walked over and threw it over Spike's mouth at the worst possible moment. As the pony had been sneaking up on him, Spike had pulled out a coin from one of his many pockets and some lint went right up his nose. To the dissatisfaction of the pony sneaking up on him, this caused Spike to sneeze which meant that as soon as they put the washcloth over his mouth his hand became alight. Spike noticed him as soon as he started screaming. The dragon was absolutely oblivious to what the earth pony had just attempted and grabbed a large jug of water sitting on a nearby refreshment trolley. Whilst this was happening, the second crony was approaching Spike from behind with a knife in one trembling hand. When he jabbed the blade into Spike’s side, it snapped. "Probably should have seen that coming." Was all he had time to think before Spike was on him.

The earth pony fell onto his back with Spike on top of him. This was not the way he expected this to go. The dragon may have been ripped but nothing beats raw equestrian magic. Thanks to his increased strength the stallion shoved Spike off of him and into a wall, shaking the train carriage.

Spike was not physically hurt but the same couldn't be said about his pride. He was done playing games. As his mouth opened his lungs absorbed as much air as possible. The two earth ponies tried to run but the one who had just been rolling around on the floor with Spike was still recovering. He swiftly sat up and shot a small stream of fire in their direction as they fled. He knew to keep it under control lest he set the carriage ablaze. Seeing movement beside him he focused on the remaining thug. He gets to his feet and prepares himself, "You want some more?!"

The fearful pony stutters, "Nnnnoo! I d-didn't ev-ven wa-nt t-to be h-here!"

"Leave this place." Spike demanded. Internally he squee'd, "I've always wanted to say that!"

"Going!" He flees with his tail tucked between his legs.

As this was happening Songbird Serenade was dealing with the ringleader and two more of his minions. She sat in silence as the stallion demanded that she give him anything of value. When she denied he gave her a second offer, to give him her clothes. "A full set of Songbird Serenade’s clothes will fetch quite the price on the black market, especially with her underwear included," he said cunningly.

"Abso-fucking-lutely not!" Songbird replied without hesitation. With that the pale white Colt grabbed her and began forcing her to strip.

Spike walked in and shut the door. “Got my so-” he turned around to see one of the two other stallions in the room glaring at him. One was so close that Spike could smell his breath, it reeked. Not wanting them to get the upper hand, Spike swung his fist through the air and punched the crook. CRACK! Thankfully Spike’s claw was okay after contact with their skull thanks to his thick scales. The earth pony collapsed to the floor unconscious. Spike now had a full view of the events taking place in the compartment. Songbird was pinned down on the floor with her top next to her and her bra in the teeth of the gang’s ringleader. Spike was enraged at the sight.

The second to last thief dove at him but Spike had just enough time to dodge the attack. This ended with them flying out the open door behind Spike. With quick thinking, Spike used his prehensile tail to slam it shut and lock it. Now it was just him and the ringleader.

He had now stepped off of Songbird and was just standing there staring at Spike, a mixture of fear and concern in his eyes. The diva saw the perfect opportunity and used her stage skills to do a perfect kick directly to his unguarded crotch. "That's for fucking with me!"

His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the pain was simply too much for any mortal male to bear. He slumped to the floor behind Songbird well and truly down for the count.

Spike threw him and his unconscious friend in the hall on top of the other and closed the door. He turned back to Songbird, who was breathing heavily on the floor. Spike sat next to her as she sat up and patted her back.

"And that is why Twilight and I always take the open area carriage, so many ponies in there that if somepony tried that shit they'd lose their teeth in less than a minute." Songbird just leaned into Spike and hugged him. She failed to remember that she was now half naked resulting in her gigantic, barely covered, breasts rubbing against Spike. The flustered dragon replied, “I think it’s about time for some soda.” And with that, he popped open his soda and the two were drenched in a shower of raspberry flavored Ponyade.

Author's Note

Edited by Windy_Swirl

You know I've never actually had the real mlp Train in any of my stories, for whatever reason it's always more like the one in Harry Potter.