It was now 6:30 and the rush hour at Canterlot City wasn't finished. As Spike was approaching the city center, but still oriented toward the west, his legs, due to his dog physiology, were starting to get tired. "Ten miles at feet, it wears, it wears! Ten miles at feet, it wears, it wears!" he sang to himself as a means of expressing his starting pains.

Truth to be told, it was the first time Spike was in the city by himself. Before, he was always able to be at the places he and his owner needed to go because of the latter's presence. But this time, he was alone. Alone because of his big quest that he still wants to fulfill. Even with his lack of experience, the determination still present inside the pup makes him easily say no to giving up.

Now, Spike was coming toward a parking filled with several recharging stations. The instinct that made him go there and not at a service station was for two reasons: the first because of the exhaust pains on his legs, he was still unable to run for a while and needed to simply walk, so he wanted a ride to make it fast as possible. The second reason is because of the fact that all of the Specialists' vehicles, at least Finn Canuck's car, were powered by electricity due to their strong respect for the environment, the nature and the ecology.

As those facts appeared one by one inside Spike's head, something in his eyes made the dog snap back to reality. What he saw after gave him hope in his eyes.

In front of him was a big navy blue pick-up truck, adorned with reddish copper, light blue, bronze and peach gold accents. On the sides were marked the words "Believe in Blueland" in white capital letters, as well as a blue and white hexagonal emblem on the front doors at each sides. On the hood was marked a bird in the same colors in a flying position to form the letter T, with three peaches surrounding it. And that same truck was about to be Spike's new ride, as its engine begins to start.

"Now's there's my ride! And it's a Specialist vehicle, hallelujah! It must surely go to the mansion at west!" Spike said as he jumped on the boarding ramp at the pick-up's back. As soon as he was in the vehicle's back, which were filled with some groceries and apples, the truck begins to head off to the main street, toward the west. "Put the speed on, driver!" was the pup's last sentence before he slowly begins to take a nap as he knows the travel would be a little long, but he was still met by a relaxing breeze billowing on him. And because of the pick-up back's height, there was no chance that the canine would be recognized by the other drivers. 'Choco, meat and cuties, my secret dream.' he thought while still napping, nearly close to enjoying the sensation of success.

Halfway later, the Specialist pick-up truck was now reaching Canterlot City's western limit. Spike was still napping while suddenly, a banshee-like scream rudely awoke him from his nap. "Oh come on now! Can't even nap a bit before there's a problem?!" he rudely say as the pick-up was approaching a forest, still on the main west road. The purple pup turn his head to the front, and as he thought on, it wasn't the driver. "The Specialists are all males, there's NO WAY they could generate a scream like that. Maybe Finn, but he's not here now. But that's not important as soon as I am in that vehicle. Now I just have to pray that this mysterious Specialist driver makes it in time." was Spike's whole answer to the unknown scream as he resumes his napping.

Ten minutes later, Spike starts to have a standing feeling. As he wakes up from his well-deserved nap, he saw that he was in a front yard surrounded by a huge metallic fence, with a huge forest and a road behind it. Looking at the truck's back, the dog sees a big double front door, with a high-tech camera at each of the two columns surrounding it. On the door was a big hexagonal emblem, but partially visible through the wires, with a crossroad filled with three stop signs behind the front doors. When he hears the sound of a closing vehicle door, Spike immediately jumps from his ride and goes behind him. As the truck was going away, probably toward an indoor garage, what the purple dog sees next in front him makes him completely amazed.

It was a big three-story mansion, much longer and bigger than the Sparkle household but still smaller and shorter than Canterlot High. The outside walls were painted in navy blue with gold accents, and the twin roofs were red. At the middle of the canopy, between the roofs, stood a domed structure with what looks like a telescope partly emerging from it. On the roof standing above the mansion's nicely decorated wooden double front doors, a blue, grey, gold and white flag with the same hexagon emblem in the middle was floating through the wind.

"Finally! It's the Specialist Grand Mansion! I'm here! For the first time of my own eyes!" Spike said with big joy and a huge smile on his face while happily bouncing toward the mansion interior, thanks to the wooden doors being still opened. As soon as he is inside, he gasps in admiration at the main hall's appearance. It was like the Sixtine Chapel, but with the paintings representing the Specialists and their ancestors instead. "Wow, it's beautiful! Even Principal Cadance would be jealous of it" the dog added to his happy mood at now seeing the marvelous beauty.

But, something unusual for Spike happens now after. Not even before he moves one of his front paws again, an alarm suddenly beeps, the sound echoing inside the whole mansion.

Author's Note

Two chapters in one day? Wow, new personal record (even though the first was done at midnight)! Anyways, now Spike has arrived to his expected destination. Now, he's halfway toward realizing his wish! Life can be very cool sometimes. My concept for the Specialist Mansion came from multiple inspirations.

CLIFFHANGER! Mwahahahaha! How couldn't I be evil? I finished that chapter with the beeping alarm to add a surprise effect. And also, pop quiz! Who made the banshee scream if it's not the driver? I leave it on you dear Bronies to find the answer.

Keep calm and Brony on,
ThePreeminent