Silver Hollow

Spike swept the floor of Carousel Boutique as Rarity sat at her sewing machine. He had already cleaned the whole place spotless but swept for the fifth time to make sure that the floor was perfect for his beloved Rarity. He had gotten there very early in the morning and worked his butt off. Rarity hadn’t shown any appreciation yet, but Spike knew that she would soon.

“If you don’t mind, can you please hand me the golden silk on the mannequin?” Rarity asked.

“Anything for you Rarity.” Spike replied in a loving tone. He flew over to a long piece of golden fabric draped across a mannequins back. He lifted it off of the mannequin and held it in his hands. Without any warning, a white blur hopped onto his face. Spike let out a scream and tumbled backwards. Opal let out loud screeches, clawing on his face. Rarity turned around at the noise and let out a soft gasp. Out of panic, Spike let in a deep breath and blew out a small gust off fire. Opal jumped off of his face and scrambled away, her tail smoking a bit. Spike stood there for a moment, trying to get his heart to slow down.

“Spike!” Rarity exclaimed. Spike turned around to see that she had an angry look on her face. Her cheeks were puffed out and her face was flushed red.

“Look at what you did you my fabric!” Rarity exclaimed angrily. Spike looked down at the fabric to see that it was noticeably burnt. It was smoking a bit at the ends.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean too, it’s just that Opal-“ Spike started to explain, but got cut off.

“I don’t want to hear it. Out!” Rarity shouted while pointing her hoof towards the door. Spikes scales flattened and he slowly walked out the room. As soon as he got out of the room, he heard the door slam shut behind him.

“Stupid Opal...” Spike muttered under his breath as he walked down the stairs. He caught a glance at himself in the mirror. His face was covered in scratches, which were luckily not bleeding. He let out a sigh and continued to walk down the stairs. He was used to being treated this way. He made his way to the front door and looked back up the stairs, hoping that Rarity would change her mind. He let out a deep sigh and opened the front door. A bucket of freezing cold water splashed on him, making him scream.

“Got ya!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, laughing loudly. Spike took the bucket off of his head and shivered. She continued laughing loudly as his teeth clattered. His friends always seemed to forget that he
was cold blooded.

“You should’ve seen the look on your face!” Rainbow Dash said between laughter. She flew over to his side. “Lighten up, it was just a joke.” She stated when she saw his grumpy look. Spike let out another sigh and started to walk away.

Rainbow Dash shrugged her shoulders and flew away, not really caring at all. Spike continued to walk through the streets of Ponyville, warming up in the sun. He walked past Sugarcube Corner, getting a smell of something delicious. Spike went to go open the door, only for it to be swung widely, knocking him into some bushes. Pinkie Pie walked out of the store carrying a large cake. Spike hopped out of the bushes and walked over to her.

“Hey Pinkie Pie, what’s the cake for?” Spike asked. Pinkie Pie smiled widely.

“It’s for Scootaloos ’I’m so glad you’re staying in Ponyville and not loving to Shire Lanka party!” Pinkie exclaimed happily. Spike cocked his eyebrow. He hadn’t heard of any party.

“When is it?” He asked. Pinkie Pie beamed.

“Today!” She exclaimed before happily trotting off with the cake on her back. Spikes scales flattened. This wasn’t the first time he wasn’t invited to any party. Twilight left for Canterlot on her birthday without telling him, leaving him alone to clean up the part decorations he put up. He wasn’t invited to Pinkie Pie’s birthday party either. He let out a sigh. He could really use a nap.

Spike entered the study room to see Twilight wearing goggles and a lab coat. The room was a mess. Papers and books were scattered everywhere, potion bottles were on the floor, and there was some weird purple sticky substance on the walls.

“Oh Spike, I’m so glad that you’re here, there’s a party in ten minutes and I can’t clean up all of this by myself.” Twilight explained. Before Spike could answer, Twilight shoved a broom into his hands.

“Thanks Spike, you’re the best, oh and make sure you don’t touch the potion on the table.” Twilight said as she left the study room, throwing her coat and goggles onto the floor. She closed the door behind her, humming to herself happily. Spike heard the front door slam shut. He looked around at the messy room and let out a deep sigh. This was just everydays work.

Spike wiped the sweat from his brow and looked at the sparkling clean room. Twilight probably wasn’t going to notice how well he cleaned it. He looked out the window to see that the sun was setting. He flew out of the room and made his way to his room. He entered his room and reached under his mattress, pulling out a green book and a pen. It was his diary. He wrote down all the times his friends mistreated him as a way to vent. He opened the book and started to write.

”Dear Diary, today Rarity kicked me out of the boutique because I accidentally burned her fabric. I woke up early so I could clean for her. I didn’t want her to be stressed out with her big order coming up. After I left, Rainbow Dash poured a bucket of cold water on me again. I don’t think she realizes that being too cold can kill me. Scootaloo had a party today and I wasn’t invited. I’m pretty sure the whole town went because Pinkie’s throwing the party. As soon as I got home, Twilight made me clean up her mess so she could go out.” Spike stared at the book that sat on his lap.

“How long has this been going on?” Spike asked himself. He flipped to the first page of the book. The handwriting was very sloppy and childlike.

”Deer dairy, today Twilite yelled at me becauz I called her mommy. She said that I’m a orphan and she’s not my mommy.” Spike read outloud. He stared in disbelief, his hands shaking. He wrote that when he was five. He’s thirteen now. He stood up and threw the book against the wall.

”EIGHT YEARS!” Spike exclaimed. He rarely ever got upset at things, but this was his breaking point. Without thinking, Spike grabbed a backpack and started shoving things into it. Soon, he came to his senses and stopped what he was doing.

“What am I doing? I can’t just run away!” Spike exclaimed to himself. He looked back at his diary and looked through pages from over the years.

”Almost drowned in a cold lake, got hit by doors, never got invited...” The more he read, the worse he felt. He looked back at the backpack that he had placed on the floor.

“If I left, would anything really change?” Spike asked himself. He thought for a few moments. They leave him alone almost everyday to do stuff fun, they probably wouldn’t even notice if he were gone. Spike took the stuff out of his bag and replaced the things with comics. He pulled a few gems out from a container on his table and placed them in his bag. A sudden realization hit Spike.

“Where would I go?” He asked himself. He started to pace around the room to think. “I’m too popular in the Crystal Empire, if I go to Canterlot the princesses would tell Twilight where I am, Ember would send me back, Thorax is a terrible liar so it would be obvious. Pinkie Pie visits Yakyakistan every month, Griffonstone is barely livable by itself, and everybody would recognize me in Mount Aris.” Spike pondered to himself. He pulled out a map the Twilight has given him for his birthday. He picked up the pen and started to cross out the locations he had just named. He looked at the map.

“In order to manage to avoid all of those places I would have to go East.” Spike thought outloud. He grabbed the container of gems from off of his table and put the whole thing in his bag. It was better safe than sorry.

“This can be just like the Shadow Spade books!” Spike exclaimed in excitement. He had started reading those books so he could bond with Rarity a little more, which failed. He grabbed the blanket from off of his bed and stuffed it in his bag. He flew out of the room with the bag tightly in his hands.

He landed in the kitchen and walked over to the fridge. He pulled out five water bottles and placed them into the bag. It was a good thing that dragons didn’t need to drink often cause he had no idea how long this trip was going to be.

He slung the bag over his shoulders and walked down the hallway. Spike stopped walking when he passed the study room. He looked inside to see the potion Twilight told him not to touch. The potion was a pretty mix of pinks and purples, it was practically glowing. He walked over to it and looked at the book the he didn’t put away. His eyes went straight to the red bold letters at the bottom.

”One sip can take away magic for one week.” Spike read outloud. If he took one big gulp, he wouldn’t have any magic for a few months. It was perfect. Princess Celestia would send letters to him when she finds out that he went missing, but without magic, she can’t. Everytime she sends him a letter, it always magically attached it’s own address, meaning she would be able to find him. After a few day Spike was sure that everyone would stop looking, but a few extra months just to be safe. Spike picked up the bottle and took one large gulp. It tasted fruity. He didn’t feel any different.

“Did it work?” Spike asked himself. He picked up a scroll and covered it in flames. It quickly turned to ashes and dropped so the ground. He grinned happily. Spike flew out a nearby open windows with a large smile on his face. He was going to be a feee dragon.

Spike held the map in his hands, looking at in confusion. He had passed Filly Delphia about two hours ago. He was high in the sky and looked around. He was completely lost. He looked down to see that he was over a forest.

“Maybe I can find a cave and call it a night.” Spike said to himself. A large gust of wind made him wobble a little. He looked around to see dark storm clouds surrounding him. He shivered at the sudden wind. He must have left Equestria a while ago because this weather was definitely not controlled. Spike flew towards a cloud, trying to get through. It lit up brightly with lightning as thunder crackled.

Spike let out a yelp of fear and stumbled back a bit. He moved out of the way, only to be face to face with another dark cloud. He was completely surrounded. There was no way he could get out without getting electrocuted. Spike let in a deep breath and sped towards a cloud. If he could get through one than he could find safety on the ground. He closed his eyes and went straight into the cloud. Lightning struck him, making him let out a bloodcurdling scream. Spikes eyes rolled back as he plummeted towards the ground. He landed on the soft grass, rain starting to drizzle on him.

If he were awake, he would have noticed that he landed in a small town.