Author's Note

Bit of a short chapter, but it's introducing a couple new peoples. :P I actually wrote this solo while Thad just kept any eye out for errors. I really enjoyed writing this one, even though it's on the short side.

Kinks: Not fully clothed, casual lewd chat, sexy chat sexting.

016 - Meeting the fans

“Spike.” A voice called out.

Spike groaned as he pulled himself away from his computer. The somewhat thin and gangly twenty-something was wearing a big white t-shirt and black sweatpants. His bright green eyes rolled as he plodded towards the door. A claw scratched at the purple scales of his cheek.

He opened the door and looked around. The hallway was empty, which probably meant-

“Spike, can you come down here? I could use your help.” Twilight called out.

Spike sighed and plodded out of his room, down the hallway, and down the stairs to the foyar. Twilight Sparkle was in the living room. The couch had been pushed back into the wall. The central coffee table had been pushed to the side. His mom/sister/guardian/thing was sitting next to a large cardboard box. Said box showed a large bookshelf. The pieces were all over the floor. There was another bookshelf box next to it.

The violet mare wearing little more than a large blue t-shirt and panties was staring at the instruction manual.

“Twi. Two things.” Spike spoke up as he deadpanned at the scene. “One, put some clothes on.” He paused. “Actually it’s three things. Two, are you planning on having the bookshelves in here? And three, you need me to put it together for you don’t you?”

Twilight looked up. “Huh?” The mare blinked her violet eyes. “Yes. I figured since it was your day off you would mind?” She smiled sheepishly.

“I mean, I was planning on chatting with Gabs again while doing a little gaming, but if you really need my help.” The dragon shook his head. “So, the other two questions?” He asked as he walked in to sit down next to the pile of boards and bags of screws and things.

“Oh…” Twilight blinked and looked down at herself. “Well, I don’t really go out, and nobody ever really comes over…”

Spike snapped his claws and held out a hand. Twilight blushed and held out the manual. Spike flipped to the first page and started sorting through the boards. “Well true, but don’t you feel awkward just wearing that?” Spike gestured his tail at all of Twilight.

“No.” Twilight tilted her head a little. “Should I?”

“Seriously, how are you the adult?” Spike rolled his eyes and shook his head as he started the assembly. At least the bookshelves weren’t that tall.

“Hey, Mom and Dad are fully supportive of me.” Twilight huffed and crossed her arms.

“Twilight, they’re just as supportive of Shining and his regular online banging of royalty.” Spike deadpanned at the mare as he looked through the baggies of screws.

“I’m perfectly happy that Shining can support himself.” Twilight smiled.

“He’s basically the stud for a pair of rich mares. Not that Cadence isn’t great…. And Chrys isn’t awesome for basically the equivalent to the Queen of Bittan... “ Spike paused and blinked. “And come to think of it I don’t really have anything to knock them for.”

“Of course. Why would we want to judge them when they’re happy?” Twilight smiled.

“Point.” Spike nodded, glancing at the manual on the floor and tearing open a bag.

“And how’s that Nest group you’ve been watching?” Twilight asked.

“Well Gilda’s feeling better, though apparently the amount of fucking she and CC do gets them in trouble with the house doctor. And it’s kinda killing everyone else’s libido.” Spike explained, starting to put a few boards together.

“Awwww, well I’m happy she’s feeling better. Hmmm do you think they both have some kind of issue where-”

“Twi, you don’t have to psychoanalyse a couple just because they fuck a lot.” Spike deadpanned at the mare.

“Mmmmm fine.” Twilight huffed.

“So anyway, Dash apparently found herself a marefriend.” Spike continued.

“Oh yay!” Twilight grinned, cheering softly. “I’m so happy.”

“On that note, are you ever going to find someone?” The dragon smirked at the unicorn.

Twilight blushed. “Well my dates never really work out. And what about you, the dragon working as a waiter and spending his nights jerking off to griffon hens.”

“Says the mare who spends her nights rubbing herself to fanfiction.” Spike raised a brow.

Twilight pouted, glaring at him. She sighed. “No one will ever be as good as the men in the stories.”

“If you keep comparing them to guys from various fictional universes, yeah they won’t.” Spike nodded. “Plus, I think I might have a thing with Gabs.” He coughed and returned to his building.

Twilight blinked, then gasped. “What?! Really?! Oh Spike! Finally!”

“Oh, ha ha.” Spike rolled his eyes.

“No! I mean it!” Twilight shook her head.

“It’s not exactly conventional.” Spike glanced at her.

“Well, you two started backwards. What with the whole, get off to each other first, then start to learn about each other as people.” Twilight nodded. “But there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Thanks for being supportive Twi.” Spike gave the mare a soft smile. “Now we just need to put you in front of a camera and see if anyone catches your eye.”

Twilight giggled and shook her head. “Oh no, nobody wants a thirty-something nerd who obsesses over fiction.”

“You’d be surprised. And don’t put yourself down like that.” Spike frowned at her as he got the base rectangle of the bookshelf finished.

“But I don’t have an ass, I don’t have big tits, I barely remember to wear my contacts, I never wear anything sexy.” Twilight started to list. “On that note, my eyes are irritating me, be right back.”

The mare got up and went upstairs. Spike shook his head as he flipped the rectangle over to screw in the back board.

Twilight returned, now wearing her glasses. “Better.” She sat back down exactly where she’d been sitting before and adjusted her purple, circle-lensed glasses.

“Twi, take this from your brother-son-thing. You’re a catch.” Spike nodded, flipping the bookshelf back over so he could put in the little knobs that held up the shelves.

“If you say so.” Twilight sighed.

“You are, and some stallion, mare, dragon, zebra, whatever is going to be very happy to have met you one day.” Spike nodded again.

“You’re sweet.” Twilight smiled weakly. “But for now, I’ll just be happy reading about the guys I’ll never be able to have.”

“Stop being a downer!” Spike groaned, throwing his head back. “Find a roleplay server or something. Maybe start exploring some of the fanfiction websites you’re on. There has to be somebody you can chat with on there.”

“Well there is a diamond dog I talk to.” Twilight commented.

“And why is this the first time I’ve heard of it?” Spike blinked and looked at her.

“Because she’s got a boyfriend, who’s an Abyssinian. We chat about fanfiction stuff and story ideas.” Twilight smiled. “Oh! I completely forgot.”

“What?” Spike raised a brow.

“They live across the street from The Nest.” Twilight beamed.

Spike blinked. “Bullshit.”

“No, I’m serious!” Twilight waved her arms excitedly. “Amber never really goes anywhere, and Pippen just goes to work and spends most of his time at home with her. They haven’t talked to anybody at the Nest much, well sans Pippen saying morning or hi when he passed CC on his jogs.”

“Huh. Well shit.” Spike blinked. “Might have to confirm that with Gabs.” He nodded as he slotted a shelf in.

“They, of course, don’t judge anybody for their life-style choices, because what’s the point?” Twilight shrugged.

“Have any other online friends I don’t know about?” Spike raised a brow.

“Uhhhh, not really? Well… There is a changeling girl that’s friends with Amber, her name’s Scylla. She’s into the more erotic side of fanfiction, which I get, so we mainly just send each other steamy stories we find. More often than not we already are reading whatever we send each other so that’s pretty funny.” Twilight smiled.

“Well that’s nice. You’re making friends. Finally. Mom and Dad would be so proud.” Spike teased.

“Oh hush.” Twilight snorted.

Spike set the bookshelf up. It was finished. “Right, where’s this one going?”

“Figure it could fit by the front window.” Twilight gestured to the curtained bay window where the table had been scooted over to.

“Kay.” Spike nodded. “I assume you want me to make the other one too?”

“Please?” Twilight smiled weakly.

Spike sighed as he plopped himself back into his chair. He grabbed the mouse and poked the computer to wake it up. After inputting his password he clicked on the Shudder icon.

It looked like Gabs was online. She wasn’t streaming though.

He switched over to his chat messenger. He grinned.

PurpleScales: Hey

Only moments later.

GreyGriff: OMG HAI!

Spike snorted and shook his head, grinning wider.

PurpleScales: - Why so excited?

GreyGriff: Because you’re here.

He felt his heart twinge a bit.

PurpleScales: Awwww. Sorry I wasn’t on earlier. Was helping Twi with putting together bookshelves.

GreyGriff: More bookshelves?

PurpleScales: Yeah. More bookshelves. They weren’t big ones though.

GreyGriff: That’s good. How are you feeling?

PurpleScales: Eh. Legs are a little sore from walking around from work, but that’s normal. How’s your work?

GreyGriff: Kinda being a camerahen mostly. Haven’t really been in the mood for anything myself. Well, not counting being with you.

Spike blushed as he felt his sweatpants get tighter.

PurpleScales: - I’m surprised I have that effect honestly.

GreyGriff: Don’t do that. You’re cute. You’re a dragon, which is a bonus. And you’re a great guy. And you’re hot. And I want your dick.

Spike took a slow breathe as a claw disappeared into his sweatpants.

PurpleScales: - And I swore you weren’t into the whole actual sex thing.

GreyGriff: Hey, I can enjoy jerking you off, or sucking you off. Though, to be perfectly honest, I really wouldn’t mind… having sex… with you.

Spike’s heart skipped.

PurpleScales: Really? I mean, I’m not normally one for actual sex myself. Says the dragon who’s never gotten laid, but… I would love to make love to you.

GreyGriff: Ooooo… That sounds better. Yes. Spikey, make love to me.

Spike chewed his lip.

PurpleScales: - Hey so I have a long weekend off for the holiday…

GreyGriff: OMG Baby! Can we meet?! Can Twi come too?! We can have everybody hold off on the sex and stuff! That girl needs to get out and make some friends.

Spike blinked.

PurpleScales: I mean I can see if she’s up for it. Oh! And on a different note, do you happen to have a Diamond Dog and an Abyssinian who live across the street from you?

GreyGriff: Yeah. I don’t see them much but yeah. Why?

PurpleScales: Huh. Well Twi’s friends with them, or at least the Diamond Dog.

GreyGriff: More of a reason for her to come too.

PurpleScales: True. Sorry if I killed the mood.

GreyGriff: I can easily get the mood back. Hey, hey, guess what I’m wearing?

And Spike’s pants were back to being tight.

PurpleScales: Uhhh. T-shirt and jeans?

GreyGriff: Nope!

PurpleScales: Panties?

GreyGriff: Winner!

PurpleScales: Is that it?

GreyGriff: Yep! And you’re making them a little damp. ;P

PurpleScales: How?

GreyGriff: I seriously just giggled out loud. You are adorable. Want me to set up the webcam?

PurpleScales: I mean, I have no preference. If you want to?

GreyGriff: Well, do you want to watch me plunge my talons into my hot pussy?

Spike felt a chill run down his back.

PurpleScales: Well when you put it like that.

Spike got a ringing from his speakers as he clicked on the call. The light on his webcam lit up as Connecting popped up on the black chat screen.

Spike grinned. “Hell the fuck yes…”