"Spike!" A peal white mare burst though the door of the large library of the Castle of friendship. She had a pastel black mane and emerald green eyes. She was sporting a crazed smile and was staring at Spike.
Spike was re-organizing books for what seemed like the millionth time when the crazed mare burst through the door. "Uhhh, hey I-Inky." Spike smiled nervously and sweatdroped. The mare was known for being a bit crazy.
Inky grabed spike and brought him close to her muzzle. "Spike, you. Are. A. Slaveeeeee." She Emphised each word.
"What, no!" He replied in a panicked voice. The mares tone was forceful, she said it like She was atomaticly right and that spike should just accept it. He heard that tone before, Twilight used it on him all the time. But he disliked it when this mare used it on him.
"I'm not Twilight's slave! She lets me live here, gives me food, and buys me gifts." Spike said. He grined, he was positive he wasn't a slave. Twilight treated him nice and he only did all of the manual labor, Twilight even helped him sometimes!
"You would have a point there. But you literaly do all the cooking, I don't think Twilight even knows how to cook. AND and the only gifts she ever gives you are books. Face it Spike you don't own anything, Dragons grow proportional to how much they have right? And even though you like what 14 years old your still the size of a toddler, although I have to doubt the volity of that logic now considering that Ember is the fucking Dragon lord but she is still the size of a teen. But I digress, I'd say that all this evidence proves that you are a slave." Inky is breathing very heavily to recover from her rant.
"Hmmmmm, yes but, uhhhhhhh hmmmmmm." Spike has a look of deep concentration on his face as he trys to think up of a counter to Inky's argument.
"Are you almost done Spike?" Twilight stops when she sees Inky. Her expression become that of a very angry mare. Inky turns to face Twillight, dropping Spike.
"Inky, this is the second time you have broken into my castle!" Twillight says, her anger evident in her voice.
"Actualy it's the tenth time." Inky corrects her in a smug tone "This is just the second time I've been caught. You really need to invest in better security, the complete and total lack of isn't really working out for you."
Twilight growled "Cut the petty insults and tell me what your doing here."
Inky grinned at her "well if you MUST know." She says in a overdramatic fashion. "I was just telling Spike that you treat him like a slave." She said, smirking at Twilight.
"You what!" Twilight said, steam comeing out of her muzzle. "How dare you tell Dutch a lie to my- I mean Spike! I am the master of all things arcane and a Princess! Do you know what I could do to you!"
"Yah, the master of magic that spent her entire life studying it and what does she use it for? To give her slave a shity mustashe." Inky snarks to Twilight, enjoying pushing her buttons.
"Says the person who mastered illusion magic just to break into ponys homes and stalk them." Twilight replies, on the brink of just killing the mare in front of her right here.
"I have reason enough to get you exucuted, you know that right? Twilight tells Inky in the hopes of wipieing that smug grin of her face.
"Yes, but if you kill me I'll just return even stronger." Inky says, not even flinching at Twilights remark about haveing her executed.
"Bullshit! If I kill you you'll be as dead as a doorknob!" Twilight practly screams. He mane and tail lighting aflame from her pure unbridled furry.
"Well yes, but then you'd have my fans to deal with." Inky says, still sporting a smug grin.
"That's it! When I'm through with you there gonna bury what's left of you in a SOUP CAN!" Twilight is so angry that the floor next to her is lit aflame.
Inky actualy sweatdrops at this. "I guess that's my cue to leave." She says, and casts an Invisibility spell on herself.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Twilight casts a spell to try and detect the invisible mare, but she gets nothing. "DAMIT HOW DOES SHE DO THAT, ARGHHHHH!" In her rage Twilight let's out a powerful burst of magic that knocks all the books if the shelves. Spike has to quickly move his tail to prevent it from being crushed under a falling book.
Twilight sighs, her rage leaving her and the magical fire sizzling out. She walks to the table on the center of the room and slams her face into it. She really doesn't have the heart to order an execution. But Inky has been a thorn in not just her side, but the side of almost every pony in ponyvile.
Spike walks up to Twilight and starts stroking her mane in an attempt to cheer her up. "Hey, don't let her bother you to much. We could go get ice cream and try and forget about this, sound good?" Spike asks.
"Twilight turns to look at Spike a small smile on her face, her annoyance momentarily forgotten. "Nice try Spike. But your cleaning all this up."
"Aw, come on!" Spike grumbles and huffs in anoyence but still moves to start his task.
Twilight moves to exit the room. But before she leaves the room she calls back to Spike. "And make some tea for us when your done, would you?" Twilight phrased it like a question but they both knew it was an order.
Twilight left the room and made her way to her bedroom. She wanted to take a nap after dealing with the troting headache that was Inky Hearts. But the crazy mare was right about one thing, she needed better security.