One afternoon outside a school known as Canterlot Public High School, a boy named Spike Drake, who was roughly 13 years old, and had green spiked hair pointing forwards and upwards, and green eyes. For attire, he wore a purple jacket with a hood, green flaming designs on the sleeves, a light grayish green shirt with a Chinese dragon in the center and green linings, blue jeans, and gray sneakers with white soles, and his group of boys were lying down on a grassy hill above the track field, while resting their heads on their backpacks.

The first boy, Snips, was short and chubby with messy orange hair. For attire, he wore a black t-shirt with the image of a scissor printed on the front, dark blue jeans, and green sneakers.

The second boy, Snails, was tall and lanky with slightly combed moderate turquoise hair. For attire, he wore a green, open front jacket with a picture of a snail on the left side of the chest over a red shirt, tan pants, and red sneakers.

The third boy, Button Mash, had moderate scarlet hair with moderate orange streaks, moderate vermilion eyes, and light brown skin. For attire, he wore a moderate orange jacket, over a brown shirt with white cuffs, white tanned baggy pants, black socks, red and white sneakers, and a yellow, white, and red striped beanie with a green propeller.

The fourth boy, Rumble, was an athlete type of boy with two shades of dark grayish sapphire blue for his hair color. For attire, he wore a light bluish gray jacket over a dark blue shirt, gray cargo pants, and dark sapphire blue sneakers.

The fifth boy, Tender Taps, was a slender type of boy with a smooth, grayish and moderate mulberry hair, and moderate purple eyes. His attires were a brilliant orange shirt, black short jeans, and black shoes with long white socks with red stripes.

The sixth boy, Featherweight, was a thin boy with a low cut, light brown hair with a lighter streak, and buck teeth shown. His attires were a simple white shirt, long blue jeans, and red sneakers with pictures of a feather on both sides.

Finally, the last boy, Pipsqueak, was the shortest of the five, plus Spike. He had matching hair colors with Featherweight, had deep reddish brown eyes, and spoke with a Cockney accent. For attires, he wore an open, dark blue vest, over a white shirt, short brown pants, and matching shoes with white socks.

Spike looked to both sides at each of his friends, “You guys, life is dull, isn’t it?” he sighed.

“I hear ya, mate,” Pipsqueak answered.

“It’s only exciting if something exciting actually happens.” Button Mash put in.

“And let’s face it, nothing remotely exciting has happened to us since we started attending this school,” Spike said, as they looked out onto the school grounds.

“I would’ve thought enrolling into a public school that used to be strictly for high school students until it became suitable for middle school students would be a golden opportunity,” Rumble spoke up.

“Yeah. But most of the ladies would be lining up just to have us!” Snails added.

“It’s like a harem!” Spike cheered.

“Yeah, we would have casual unprotected intimacy with hot chicks either older than us or the same age as us!” Snips cheered, as the others smiled in happiness, until their looks faded into despair.

“That was the plan,” Snails sighed, “But look at us, juniors in the 7th grade and not one of us has had a single girlfriend.”

“Hey, didn’t you two date those girls Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon for some time?” Tender Taps inquired.

“It was for a short while, but then we stopped,” Snips explained.

“How come?” Featherweight asked.

“They were too pushy and bitchy for us,” Snails explained, “Complaining right from left over the most petty things. Snips and I decided we’d rather be single than be miserable, so we dumped them.”

“Somehow I don’t buy that last part,” Spike said with a stink eye.

“Me neither,” Rumble said.

“Same here,” Pipsqueak said. Button, Featherweight, and Tender nodded in agreement.

“Never the less,” Snails replied.

Spike sighed, “But you’re right. Look at us, single and have never even been kissed before.”

“Yeah. We are so pathetic,” Snips sighed in depression.

Snails nodded.

“Well, it’s not the end of the world, plus we’ve got big plans for us ahead, but whatever we decide to do is our destiny!” Pipsqueak said.

“Exactly,” Button said.

“But I wish I could get someone to notice,” Rumble said.

“Yeah, me too. So that we could play one on one together,” Button said depressingly.

Snails spoke up, “Hey, come on, pals. Cheer up. I know something that’ll take our minds off our problem. And it’s coming right this way.” The other boys tilted their heads in curiosity.

Soon enough, they were all watching a group of high school girls from the track and field club running a few laps. The seven watched the girls run with their legs exposed and their breasts bounced as they ran.

“What’d I tell ya guys, ain’t this a pretty sight or what?” Snails asked.

“You weren’t kidding,” Snips answered, as he and Snails salivated over the girls.

“Wow! They’re so beautiful!” Pipsqueak said in amazement.

“I love how they roll!” Rumble said.

“Me too!” Button said.

“Same here! Jinx!” Tender Taps and Featherweight said in unison.

“Hot babes in tight shorts running laps. This is picturesque,” Spike said, as he watched the girls, but only one of them truly caught his eye.

Up front of the girls running was a girl with long wavy hair that had the colors of the rainbow, moderate cerise eyes, and large bouncing breasts and a very sexy athletic build. Snails noticing this spoke up.

“Ahhhh… I see you’ve already picked out your choice in the runners.”

“I just can’t help it,” Spike answered while gazing at her features, “That hair, those legs, and those breasts.”

“That’s Rainbow Dash, soccer champ and track and field champ,” Rumble began, “One of the toughest girls in school. One thing she never settles for is second place.”

“Yeah, she’s cool, with her ego and stuff, but the one coming up on her is more my speed,” Snails said, as they looked and saw a girl closing in on Rainbow Dash for lead. She had gamboge colored hair, and a chest size slightly similar to Rainbow’s.

“Oh, Lightning Dust, another competitive girl who aims to be top dog,” Rumble explained.

“Though she has a reputation for being reckless and not a team player,” Pipsqueak said.

“Hate to say it, Pip, but that’s kind of a turn off.” Spike said.

“Like we need to take advice on what girl to go for from a guy who’s not exactly a playboy either,” Snails retorted, until Snips snickered.

Spike frowned at his remark, “Listen, Snails. I-I aye-yai-yai-yai-yai!” he stammered, as he looked past Snails.

The other boys, wondering what’s gotten into their friend, looked at where his eyes were focused on. Because of the big crowd, Spike and his pals couldn’t make out who it was, before he could get a clear view, and what they suddenly saw was a 16 year old sophomore year teenage girl about a few grades above them with dark sapphire blue hair with moderate violet and brilliant rose streaks, and purple eyes. For attires, she wore a light blue buttoned shirt with a pink bow tie, a dark purple mini-skirt that was decorated with a large pink star surrounded by five smaller white stars, and dark blue shoes with pink stars and black soles, along with light blue under the knee socks.

Spike gazed at her with a blush, as he saw her voluptuous breasts bounce and hips swaying, “Sexy city,” Spike panted.

“Her sugar is no doubt sweet,” Snails said, while giggling and salivating.

Rumble smirked and decided to explain, “Her name is Twilight Sparkle, president of the Astronomy club. A third year student. And one of the smartest girls in school.”

“Smartest? I didn’t think sexy and smart could go together,” Spike said in awe.

“Neither did I,” Button said.

“I hear she’s a foreign student from overseas,” Snips added.

“Really?” Pipsqueak asked, until Snips nodded.

The girl Twilight looked in their direction while walking, but her attention was actually focused on Spike, who blushed upon realizing she was looking right at him. Twilight gave him a curious look for a moment before smiling and continued on walking off.

“Dudes, she just smiled at me!” Spike cheered.

“What?!” Rumble, Pipsqueak, Featherweight, Button and Tender gasped.

“No way, man! She was smiling at me! No, she was smiling at me!” Snips and Snails replied.

“Why don’t you believe me?” Spike asked.

“Because she’s an older chick, and if you can’t score a girlfriend in our own class, what makes you think you have a chance with an older girl?” Snails challenged him.

“Yeah! What he said!” Snips said.

Spike’s eye suddenly twitched, and then got really aggravated, “All right, that’s it!” Spike tackled Snails as they wrestled on the grass.

“Dog pile!” Snips called, as he body slammed on top of the two to join in the wrestle, before Rumble and Button Mash tried to pry them all apart.

“Come on, guys! Cut it out!” Rumble said, strangling Snips from Spike. “You can’t be treating yourselves like this!” Button said in agreement while tried to get Snails off of Spike as well. Before the strangling continued, the sound of the bell ringing saved them from a whole week of detention.

“Sorry, guys. I know what I saw, but it’s like she even knew me,” Spike said.

“Well, whatever it was, you’ll have to figure it out. Let’s just go to class,” Rumble said, as they all walked to their next classes. While walking, Spike couldn’t help but feel something, like he was being watched by someone, but decided to dwell on it later.

Meanwhile, Twilight walked to her locker to get her books for her next class, but she suddenly saw Spike and his pals again discussing things, until her mind began pondering about something that intrigued her about Spike, before her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar presence, as she looked and saw another girl she knew. She had moderate indigo hair with a gradient of dark purple to moderate purple on the shadowed side and done up in elegant curls and had a three blue diamond hair clip, light blue eyeshadows, and beautiful blue eyes. For attire, she wore a pale whitish light blue fleecy peplum sleeveless dress top over a purple skirt with a picture of three blue diamonds, a gold necklace with blue and purple gems on the bottom edge, a purple belt around her waist with two blue crescent moons decorated at the front, gold bracelets on her wrists, and a pair of purple ankle strap high heels decorated with blue gems. Despite her generous and passionate personality traits, and having beautiful curly hair, her breasts looked about as big as Twilight’s.

“Hello, darling!” she said, as Twilight waved at her.

“Rarity, who is that boy there?” Twilight inquired from the girl.

“Which boy?” Rarity wondered.

“The one with the green spiked hair, over there with those other boys,” Twilight answered.

Rarity looked over at the boys, until she saw Spike talking with them, “Hmm, if what I can recall, his name’s Spike Drake. A first year student. Why do you ask?”

Twilight answered, with her eyes closed, “No reason. I just wanted to know his name, or if you knew him.”

Rarity gave a sly smirk, “Oh, you don’t fool me, Twilight Sparkle.”

Twilight looked back at her, “Oh, really? And why is that?”

Rarity nodded, “You never ask about anybody unless you’re interested for a particular reason. So does the boy interest you?”

“No! Well… sort of, but I’m not a hundred percent sure just yet,” Twilight admitted.

“I see.” Rarity replied, as they walked off.

“Umm... I know this sounds crazy, but I’m beginning to feel like something’s up with him,” Twilight said. “But just to be safe, I want you and Pinkie Pie keep an eye on him. Because I sense something like really bad is going to happen, but I wanna make sure that he’ll be safe. Can you do that?”

“Of course, darling. We’d be happy to do so,” Rarity said.

Later on, Spike was at his locker getting some stuff for his next class.

“Excuse me?” a voice spoke up.

Spike broke out of his slump and looked to the side seeing a girl with whitish silver and light bluish hair and dark grayish violet eyes wearing a purple star barrette with gold trimmings in her hair, and wearing a blue hoodie with light blue stars and gold frills at the bottom and end of her sleeves, a purple mini skirt with light aqua blue sparkling trimmings at the hem of her skirt. For footwear, she wore blue hiking boots, with the tops colored purple with a single yellow stripe, the toes colored with the matching purple and a white star, and dark blue socks. Spike, upon seeing her, looked awestruck at how cute she looked, “Uh, yeah?” he asked.

“Your name’s Spike Drake, right?” she asked.

“Yeah. That’s me,” Spike answered, wondering what she wanted.

“Well, my name’s Trixie Lulamoon, and I’ve been wanting to talk to you for some time,” she said.

Spike was taken aback by her words, “You want to talk to me?”

“Yes. But before I get to the point, I want to know… are you currently seeing anybody?” she inquired.

“Is that supposed to be a rhetorical question?” Spike asked, hoping it was the case.

“Please, are you with anybody?” Trixie pleaded.

Spike feeling nervous about this being some kind of prank didn’t think he could feel any worse than he already was. So he answered, “Unfortunately, no I’m not.”

“That’s great!” Trixie beamed, much to Spike’s confusion, “I mean. That’s sad, but that’s good for me. You see, I’m also single as well. Nobody appreciates me.”

“No way,” Spike gasped calling her bluff.

“Yes. So I was wondering would you like to maybe hang out later tomorrow after school?”

“You mean… like… like a date?” Spike gasped, thinking he was imagining it.

“Yes. A date, if you want to call it that,” Trixie smiled.

“Hell yeah!” he cheered, before realizing his outburst. He cleared his throat, “I mean. I’d love that.”

“Great! How about we meet here tomorrow after school?” she suggested.

“That’s fine by me.” Spike answered.

“Well, I’ll see you then,” Trixie giggled, before hurrying off to her next class.

Spike stood there alone with a smile on his face, until he noticed he was late for class, so he got his stuff ready and went off.

Unbeknownst to him, Rarity and another girl named Pinkie Pie separately kept watch over Spike for safety without him noticing. Pinkie Pie had a brilliant pink, bouncy, puffy, cotton candy-like hair with a blue ribbon on her hair, and pale, light grayish blue eyes. For attires, she wore a light blue jacket over a white t-shirt with purple trimmings and a pinkish violet heart imprinted on the front, a pink three layered tutu mini skirt with three balloons, but two in light blue and one in yellow, a dark purple silk ribbon tied into a bow around her waist, blue bracelets, and light blue boots with white laces, each with pink bows at the top. Her breasts were also about the size of balloons.

“Hmm... there is something funky about this little guy...” Pinkie Pie said. “What’d you find, darling?” Rarity asked. “Well, it’s something really tragic, but I can’t explain, because it’s too much for me to handle,” Pinkie Pie replied. “Hmm... we’d better report this to Twilight,” Rarity said.

After school ended the next day, Spike was talking to his friends about what happened earlier today. “You got asked out by a chick?!” Snips gasped in disbelief.

“You’re slamming us!” Snails gasped.

“No way, guys. She asked me pure and simple,” Spike answered smugly, while Snips and Snails looked as if they had their hearts ripped out, but the other boys felt proud of their friend.

“It’s not fair!” Snips whined.

“How come you get a girl before us?!” Snails demanded.

“Guys! Knock it off!” Rumble said.

“Why can’t we just be happy for our friend here?” Pipsqueak asked.

“Yeah. We should be glad he got his chance. Heck, we might even get ours soon enough, but we’ll have to be patient,” Button said.

“I’m in for this one,” Tender said.

“Guess I am Mr. Playboy after all,” Spike replied, and then they all went their separate ways for tonight, while unaware of Rainbow Dash watching them from around the corner looked suspicious.

When Twilight came out from the school entrance, she saw Rarity and Pinkie Pie, who eating a sundae. “So, what’d you find out?” Twilight asked. “Rarity and I just found out everything you were concerned about the newbie just happened like a bad dream come true,” Pinkie Pie said.

“And the girl he was talking to, are you sure it’s her?” Twilight asked.

“Yuparoonie,” she nodded.

“What do we do now?” Rarity asked Twilight.

“We’ll need to make our plan, and the rest will depend solely upon him.” Twilight answered, as she held up a glowing red gem shaped like a heart. “I felt like this would happen, but I think he might be the one.”

Before Twilight could continue, she saw something pulsing from her bow tie with a small glow, meaning she knew what was wrong while it continued pulsing. “Spike... Oh no...” she said, as Pinkie Pie and Rarity were concerned and confused after seeing her run, so they followed her.

Later on, Spike ran home and got changed into gray jeans with a black studded leather belt with a silver chain, black sneakers that almost looked like dress shoes, and a purple short sleeve flannel underneath his sweatshirt. Once he was changed and combed his hair with a small portion of hair gel, he told his parents where he was going and then went out by the bridge in the park and waited for Trixie. Spike sat on the edge of the bridge looking worried.

“Man, she’s late. I hope I didn’t really fall for some prank after all,” he sighed.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” came Trixie’s voice.

Spike hearing her looked over, and saw Trixie walking over to him. Spike blushed, and then spoke, “Oh, hey. Glad you made it, Trixie.”

“I wouldn’t have missed this,” she answered, “So, shall we go?”

“You bet,” Spike nodded in excitement, as the two headed out.

Throughout the whole afternoon, Spike and Trixie spent time around the local mall, trying on clothes, playing games at the arcade, and much more, but just having a good time. Soon, they were at a cafe sharing a milkshake and a tray of fries. As they each took a sip from their respective straws, Spike thought, ‘My first date with someone older than me maybe a little weird for most people, but this is going better than I could’ve imagined! And best part is I haven’t done or said anything stupid.’

Trixie looked over and noticed he was deep in thought, “Is something wrong?”

“No. Nothing wrong at all.” Spike smiled, as he gazed into Trixie’s eyes, as she did the same to him.

As the day was coming to a close, the two were walking through the park close together. Trixie smiled as she took Spike's hand into hers. Spike thought to himself while smiling, ‘She’s holding my hand! At this rate, I’ll probably get a kiss from her before the moon comes out tonight!’

They stopped before the park fountain, as Trixie spoke, “I had a wonderful time today, Spike.”

“I did too, Trixie.” Spike nodded.

Trixie smiled warmly, but then placed her hand underneath Spike’s chin, “But I want to ask a favor of you.”

“A favor?” Spike wondered.

“Yes,” she leaned into him and whispered into his ear, “Would you die for me?”

Spike was taken aback at the sudden shift in her voice, “Die for you?”

“Yes. Die for me.” she repeated, while still sounding scary.

“You mean like take a bullet or stab for you if you were about to get shot?” Spike asked, not liking how this was going.

“Not like that,” she giggled, “I mean would you just die?”

“I’m not getting it,” Spike asked.

“I just need something from you,” Trixie said, as she brought him closer until Spike’s head was pressed towards the view of her breasts underneath her sweatshirt which she unzipped to let the view out.

“What do you need?” Spike asked nervously, before Trixie began puckering her lips towards Spike’s.

As they began kissing, Spike felt the softness of Trixie’s rack.

“I just… want to do THIS!” she replied with a sinister attitude.

Before Spike could answer, he suddenly felt a sharp surge of electricity shoot through the inside of his body shocking him and then felt a few cuts on his torso, and began bleeding. He fell to the ground on one knee.

“What the hell was that?!” he clutched his stomach, and looked up at Trixie who was giggling mischievously. He was indeed shaking in fear, for this girl wasn’t the same girl moments ago.

“I honestly can’t believe how insignificantly naïve you were,” Trixie began, “That made my job all the more easier.” She chuckled before her clothes suddenly transformed into a dark blue leotard dress with matching boots, and a purple witch-like garb complete with a pointed hat colored purple with star patterns on it, along with a matching cowled cape held by a blue gem. Her new presence then caused the sky to suddenly reach nighttime.

“What the…?! W-W-Wh-What are you?!” Spike cried, as he couldn’t fight the pain in his body.

“I am the Great and Powerful Sorceress Trixie!” she replied, “And I was sent on one simple task: to dispose of you.”

“Dispose of me? But why?” Spike asked, not understanding anything, while the pain still felt worse.

“Like if I knew, or hell if I even cared. But as long as I get paid for my services, I could care less for the reason,” Trixie replied.

“So… all this time… the date we had and you wanting to be my girlfriend…, it… it was all some kind of… it was all a lie?” Spike asked in disbelief.

Trixie responded with a mock clap, “You guessed it. I will admit I did have fun today. But I’m afraid the fun must come to an end! Time for you to die!” She then lifted Spike up with her magical aura, and as she brought Spike over, Trixie extended her right hand as a curved dagger appeared and pierced through Spike’s abdomen.

Spike gasped as he felt the sharp blade go right through him, and saw more blood pour out, just like his small cuts from earlier. Spike could only think for he could not move from blood loss and felt tears in his eyes, ‘Snips, Snails, you guys were right. A guy like me never had a chance. I’ve been a fool.’ Trixie released him and threw him towards the garbage piles near the two dumpsters, as he started slipping into unconsciousness.

Trixie laughed, “Well, not what I expected from a task like this, but at least the Great and Powerful Trixie’s work is done. Time to collect my fee.” she laughed before teleporting off.

Spike tried moving his hand, but he suddenly felt woozy fainted in unconsciousness again, as his dying subconscious took over, but he still had tears in his eyes. It also began to rain as the blood from the dying boy was flowing everywhere.

Suddenly, teleporting on the scene was Twilight, Rarity, and Pinkie. However, they almost looked like anthropomorphic ponies but fully human, with tails the same color as their hair sticking out of their butts, and pony ears on their heads underneath their hair. Rarity had a unicorn horn, and so did Twilight, but she also had a pair of purple angelic pegasus wings on her back.

“Look!” Pinkie cried, while pointing to the unconscious boy bleeding to death.

“Oh, my stars!” Rarity cried, with a hand to her mouth and one over her chest.

Twilight looked around, “No sign of her, or anyone else anywhere.”

“So… we were too late?” Pinkie asked in worry.

“Oh, the poor dear,” Rarity said in concern.

“Not yet,” Twilight answered, as she went to Spike and gently laid him down flat so she could inspect the bloody wounds. “He can still be saved. But I’ll need to work fast.” She pulled out the heart shaped ruby she had before and placed it above the bleeding hole in Spike’s abdomen.

“Spike, this is your duty for now on,” Twilight said, and then closed her eyes before she began chanting in as her unicorn horn glowed. “Oh, great almighty Dragon spirit of the Fire Ruby, I beseech thee, I call upon you. Give me all the power, I beg of you. Grant onto this boy pure of heart and noblest of spirits, share your mighty and fearsome powerful Dragonfire so he may live again and fulfill his and your destiny!”

Suddenly, the ruby started glowing with a reddish orange and green fiery aura and multiple streaks of green electricity as it started healing all of Spike’s wounds while also fusing into his body.

When the magic died down, the gem was now inside Spike’s body and all of his wounds were all healed, but still had a hole in his shirt from where he was stabbed.

Rarity and Pinkie had watched the entire procedure in amazement and wonder. Rarity spoke, “Twilight, as always, you never seem to amaze me.”

“Even better! You’re super!” Pinkie cheered.

Twilight smiled at them, with a soft blush, and then spoke as she carefully lifted Spike up and held him in her arms gently, “He’ll be ok. But right now, we should get him home. It’s late. Rarity, I want you and Pinkie Pie to send the others and the Princess my text I’m sending you about what we discussed, and then reply to me if you get answers back.” The two girls nodded in agreement, as Twilight looked back down at Spike gazing at him, before leaning down towards his face and whispered into his ear, “Don’t worry, Spike. My friends and I are going to take good care of you from now on.” She then kissed his forehead, as Spike was unaware of what was to follow him. She and her friends teleported away.

Author's Note

Here it is! The first chapter. What will happen to Spike now?