Spike's Two Mommies

It was an average day in the town of Ponyville, a town that went from being a quite, unassuming place for ponies to live, to being the center of change and often world shaking events in the last couple of years, most of all becoming the home to Equestria’s fourth alicorn princess, Twilight Sparkle. Said alicorn became the Princess of Friendship and with her friends, continued in their purpose to share the magic of friendship with all of Equestria and beyond. When she started off as a simple unicorn, her figure wasn’t all that impressive with an average, slightly portly body akin to a bookworm like her. But ever since her ascension, she now had a figure that many stallions, and some mares, roll their heads over. Not helping is the dark purple business suit she’s wearing that hugs her curves.

One of her closest and oldest friends, a young dragon named Spike, who had a lean built to him and wore a light grey shirt and light brown jeans, was helping out Twilight in one of her favorite pastimes, restocking the library and getting new lessons ready for her School of Friendship, right next door to her Crystal Castle of Friendship. On his part, though Spike remained a very helpful and diligent assistant to Twilight, one of the few things that truly bores him to no end was Twilight’s obsessive love of books. Even before she ascended into becoming an alicorn and princess, Spike always remembered how much Twilight enjoyed collecting and reading books, though he did loathe how many books he had to carry for Twilight.

“Okay, so we need at least 20 books for the entire class in their lesson tomorrow.” Twilight thought aloud. “You got that Spike?”

“Yes, Twilight.” Spike said but sarcasm was hidden within his tone. “We also have them being assigned journals on insight and interpersonal skills, their own quills and writing journals and snacks.”

“You're saying as if that’s too much for them to carry.” Twilight spoke out to her faithful assistant.

“It is too much for them to carry.” Spike bluntly replied.

“It is not!” Twilight spoke out defensively.

“Do I need to remind you how you packed so many books in your travel bags during a Friendship Mission with Fluttershy that she could barely carry them, let alone move?” Spike asked in a dull tone.

Twilight’s cheeks puffed out and blushed upon being reminded of that little detail. Though she could carry sacks of books rather well, others often had difficulty.

“...Okay you have a point Spike.” Twilight admitted. She wouldn’t admit it out loud but Spike is often correct and sets her straight. “Take out half of the books I assigned to the students.”

“Only half?” Spike said with a raised eyebrow.

Twilight started to grind her teeth. “Oh fine, only the books they need!”

“Just as Starlight originally assigned.” Spike quietly.

“What was that?” Twilight angrily asked.

“Nothing!” Spike hurriedly replied, not wanting to receive Twilight’s wrath.

“Right. That’s what I thought.” Twilight grumbled. It was true that Twilight could be calm, considerate and rational but there were moments where she was the opposite and Spike has witnessed that side of her more than once before.

In fact, Spike has helped curb some of Twilight’s worst impulses when it came to things like being organized, her books and her desire for perfection. Though Spike isn’t always acknowledged for this by Twilight herself, he has been from their friends. Some, including Princess Celestia herself, state that Spike is always there to help guide her in the right direction.

Before Twilight could continue on with her to-dos for the day a noise caught her thoughts.

*Knock**Knock**Knock*

“Who could that be?” Twilight asked curiously as she wasn’t expecting anyone today.

“Don’t know.” Spike replied. “If it was any of the girls, they would’ve just walked in.”

“True. Did I have anyone scheduled to visit?” Twilight asked her schedule keeper.

“Not that I know of.” Spike said while going through a number of papers that had her schedule laid out of the day and as stated, Twilight didn’t have any scheduled visitors today. “Why don’t I go check and see who it is.”

“That’s alright Spike.” Twilight stopped her assistant. “You finish getting things together for the school lesson tomorrow and I will see who is visiting us today.”

Spike grumbled to himself as his ticket to getting out of his boring assignment was just dashed but did what he was told nonetheless.

Twilight made her way to her castle’s main doorway, wondering who was visiting and their reason why. The purple alicorn finally made it to the main hall and approached the door, which the visitor continued to knock on.

“I’m coming!” Twilight shouted but not angrily and finally reached the door. “Hello how may I hel-” The words just died as her eyes met her most recent guest.

The figure was a very tall dragon, easily towering over herself, with pitch-black scales, deep purple underbelly scales, a set of long pointed and sharp horns on the dragon's head, a long tail that had what looked like a razor sharp blade at the tend and a silver metal choker around the neck. But that’s not what really has Twilight silent. This dragon visitor was a female, with a very luscious and hourglass figure. Better than most of the models she has seen in Canterlot or during one of Rarity’s fashion events. If Twilight didn’t know any better, this visiting dragoness had a body that rivaled her former teacher’s. Most of all, this dragon had piercing emerald eyes that curiously radiated a great sense of power but also gentleness yet oddly seemed familiar. Her clothing was, however, rather plain as she simply wore a black robe but it nonetheless hugged her hourglass figure quite well.

“...Hello?” The dragoness spoke, breaking the awkward silence, her voice deep yet strangely motherly. “Is this the residence of Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship?”

“Huh? Oh, Yes!” Twilight regained her sense of thought. “How can I help you? Do you have a friendship problem?”

Twilight was partly hoping that it was a friendship problem as it's rare she or the girls have a friendship problem that involved the dragons.

“Um… No, not really.” The dragoness awkwardly answered. “My name is Cynder and I was wondering if you by chance know a dragon named Spike? I heard that his home was also the residence of the Princess of Friendship.”

Twilight was left completely confused now. She repeated the dragoness’ words over and over in her mind but couldn’t really comprehend it. This gorgeous lady of a dragon was asking for Spike. Twilight had known Spike her entire life and never once did he mention knowing a dragon lady that appeared twice his age.

“Uh… Yes… Spike does live here.” Twilight answered warily. “Why do you ask? What did he do?”

“Nothing!” Cynder answered nervously. “We in fact go back a long way and I would like some time to meet and speak with him.”

“Really…” Twilight immediately became suspicious but wanting to give this stranger dragoness the benefit of the doubt, she complied. “Alright, come with me and I’ll take you to Spike.”

Cynder’s features quickly brightened up and Twilight could’ve sworn that the dragoness looked hopeful. But for what, the princess of friendship couldn’t tell.

Twilight led this stranger dragoness through her castle hallways towards her dragon assistant back in the library. Cynder meanwhile gazed around the castle, amazed at how the entire structure was made out of crystals.

Twilight couldn’t help but feel incredibly suspicious towards this dragoness. What could she possibly want with Spike? He doesn’t know that many dragons even after meeting and making friends with Ember and Smolder. Besides, aside from the girls, she doesn’t really hang out with ladies. Does Spike have a secret life she doesn’t know about at all? Is her oldest friend and number one assistant, her little brother in bond for crying out loud, keeping secrets from her?!

Her friends and teacher would say that she was merely acting paranoid and overreacting, as she has done in the past but when it came to Spike, Twilight could become quite overprotective. Nonetheless, Twilight has learned from her mistakes and continued to give Cynder the benefit of the doubt.

After a few more turns, the duo finally reached the library doors and Twilight opened the door for her guest. Inside, Spike was finishing up the preparations for the friendship lesson the students have tomorrow.

“Okay Twilight everything is ready for the student’s lessons tomorrow-” Spike’s sentence stopped dead it’s tracks as his eyes met with the stranger that entered Twilight’s library, the purple alicorn herself right behind the new guest. “Um… Twilight, who is this?”

The dragoness named Cynder had this dreamy look upon lying eyes onto Spike, almost ready to burst into tears of happiness.

“I don’t know.” Twilight sayed in a serious tone. “She says her name is Cynder and says that she knows you!”

Spike’s eyes widened after hearing that. “I... uh… I don’t..” That was all Spike could say, he was completely speechless as despite what Twilight sayed, he had never seen this dragoness before.

“She says you two go way back!” Twilight’s voice started to rise and become threatening. “Are you keeping secrets from your friend’s Spike? Well, are you?!”

“What!? No!” Spike raised his hands in defense and started to back away as his big sister figure started to approach him. “I swear Twilight! I have never met her before!”

Cynder looked at the exchange with a measure of amusement but couldn’t help but lowered her head and eyes in sadness for some reason.

“Spike! Tell me the truth, who is this woman?!” Twilight demanded as Spike was literally cornered.

“I don’t know!!” Spike yelled, desperately telling the truth.

“He is a partially correct princess.” Cynder spoke, breaking up the two.

“Partially?” Twilight asked.

“Truth is, we haven’t really seen each other for quite some time.” Cynder continued to clarify. “In fact, Spike actually never really laid eyes on me.”

“How’s that possible?” Twilight continued to ask, growing more suspicious towards this dragoness.

“He was still an egg at the time.” Cynder answered, which left the princess a little shocked. More so for Spike.

“Really?” Spike always wanted to know where he had come from, a piece of himself that was missing. A part of his past that he deeply wanted to know. “Did you… know my parents?”

“I do.” Cynder spoke truthfully. Her eyes became warm and almost tearful.

Twilight instantly became more suspicious than ever. This dragoness just arrives out of nowhere and claims that she has known Spike when he was just an egg!? Not only that but also claims to know who his parents are!?

“If it’s alright Princess Twilight…” Cynder turned to her host. “But could I speak with Spike alone for a bit?”

Twilight’s eyes widened a bit. “I don’t think so!”

“Twilight!” Spike interjected.

“I’m sorry Spike but I don’t trust any of this!” Twilight was finally allowing her suspicions to speak out. “Remember the last dragon who claimed to be your family?!”

Spike scowled at Twilight for bringing up that hurtful memory. A lowlife claimed to be his father yet it was all a lie just so he could live a comfy life in a castle. The heartache never really left after the lie was exposed.

“...What?” Cynder was a little shocked after hearing that little bit of information. She almost seemed infuriated but was able to hide it very well.

“Well… A few years ago, a dragon by the name of Sludge came to Ponyville and claimed to be my father.” Spike explained but by the tone of his voice, he was heavily reluctant to do so. “At first, I was excited. I had a father who could explain my past but…”

“He lied to us!” Twilight finished. “He lied to Spike just so he could have a luxurious life in this castle.”

Cynder couldn’t believe what she was hearing. A lowlife, a lazy freeloader and degenerate liar pretended to be Spike’s father just so he could live an easy life.

“And when his lie was exposed, he claimed that he saw an opportunity and took it.” Spike continued on, rather sadly. “Said that’s what dragons do.”

“But it is not!” Cynder practically yelled. “And this Sludge isn’t his father in the slightest!”

“Oh yeah?” Twilight soon stood between Cynder and Spike protectively. “Then what are you here for? An opportunity like Sludge?”

“No! Absolutely not!” Cynder screamed, outraged.

“Then why are you here!?” Twilight went straight for the question that was plaguing her since this dragoness arrived. “How do you know Spike!? How do you know who Spike’s parents are?!”

“BECAUSE HE’S MY SON!!” Cynder screamed with every fiber of her being, her eyes glowing threatening and it appeared enchanted fire was about to spill forth from her maw. “I’M HIS MOTHER!!”

Twilight was dead silent…

“My... what…?” That was all Spike could say.

Cynder ceased her rage upon realizing what she had just said and revealed. This isn’t how she wanted to break the news to her long lost child.

“It… It’s true Spike.” Cynder spoke to the shocked dragon behind the princess but her voice was aching, as if ready to burst into tears. “I am your mother and I have come back... so we can be a family again.”

Spike remained stunned by the dragoness’ words. She just now revealed that she was his mother. The one that brought him into this world. Yet… he was starting to believe her. Spike looked into her eyes and while they were on the verge of tears, he could see that she was telling the truth. Most of all, her eyes were almost exactly like his own. Shining emerald.

“I DON’T believe you!” Twilight shouted, shattering the soul connection Spike was starting to have with Cynder. “Spike was lied to once! I’ll be damned if I let that happen again!”

Twilight remained standing between Spike and Cynder, refusing to budge, and began to charge her alicorn horn with magic.

Spike approached to try and diffuse the situation, “Twi, you need to calm down. I think we should give her the benefit of the doubt-”

Twilight instantly shot him a glare which shutted him up, “You can’t be serious Spike! Have you completely forgotten that a wedge nearly formed between us thanks to that fat, lazy, piece of shit?!” She growled. Spike lowered his head in shame at that. When Sludge was pretending to be Spike’s father and the poor drake believed him, Twilight voiced her concerns but Spike just scoffed at her, saying that maybe she didn’t like that he had a real parent now, shattering the poor mare's heart. Spike deeply regretted what he said that day.

Twilight then turned towards Cynder, “Unless you have some sort of proof that you're Spike’s mother, which I doubt you have, then I suggest you leave and never come back!”

“Actually, there is a way that I can prove to both you and Spike that I’m his mother.” Cynder replied rather calmly. While she completely understands the suspicious alicorn’s anger, she refuses to be threatened by her. “Something that this Sludge could never use.

“Yeah? What’s that?” Twilight asked angrily.

“The Flame’s Kinship.” Cynder answered but the answer bewildered Twilight and Spike.

“The what?” Both asked.

“It’s a spell sacred to dragon-kind, so much so that very few outsiders have any knowledge of it.” Cynder started to explain. “This Sludge likely took advantage of how little Ponies knew about dragons but I’m surprised that Spike has no knowledge of it.”

“Well… I was raised by ponies and only recently have I made contact with dragons at all.” Spike admitted. “In fact, most ponies are too scared to even try to study dragons at all.”

Cynder looked aghast. She was grateful that the ponies raised her child and with love but was a little angry that they never considered even trying to help him claim his identity as a dragon.

“Hold it!” Twilight interjected. “What is this ‘spell' anyway?”

“It’s a way of helping dragons identify their parents.” Cynder explained. “As it’s customary for dragons to hatch their eggs in a community ceremony, the spell helps the young recognize who is their mother and father.”

“She is right about the ceremony part, Twilight.” Spike spoke to his oldest friend. “I helped Ember in hatching the next generation of dragons with Fluttershy, remember?”

“...Yes.” Twilight replied rather reluctantly. “But did Ember ever tell or show this so-called Flame’s Kinship spell?”

“Um.. No, she didn’t.” Spike admitted which only made Twilight more certain that this dragoness was lying.

“And why’s that?” Twilight asked once more.

“Because it’s very private.” Cynder answered for Spike. “This Ember likely respected the privacy of the parents and besides, the spell can only be cast by dragons and is reserved for the parents.”

“Is that so?” Twilight questioned once more, still not entirely believing her. “Use this spell!

Cynder was left stunned that this pony demanded she use a spell that was sacred to dragons and was a very personal matter. She was already angry with the mare’s accusations towards her but this demand infuriated her. Even so, she remained as calm as possible, taking a very deep breath.

“Very well.” Cynder said in resignation. If this was to prove to this mare that she is indeed Spike's true mother, then so be it.

Twilight lowered her magical power but remained on guard. Despite the fact that this moment could change everything with Spike, this was a rare opportunity to see dragon magic in person. It took a lot of effort to avoid getting a quill and paper.

Cynder closed her eyes in deep concentration and the strange white markings on her head and even those on her shoulders started to glow through her black robe. Her eyes then opened, glowing a bright emerald green and opened her maw, allowing a flame of changing colors to appear in front of her. Twilight jumped in shock as the flame remained floating between them, yet she couldn’t feel any rise in temperature.

“Now Spike, breathe your fire into this flame.” Cynder instructed the young dragon. “If you and I are mother and son, the flame will respond.”

Spike agreed with a nod and approached the flame. Twilight tried to stop him as the princess still didn’t trust this whole thing but Spike merely gave a silent look that told her that he would be fine. He wanted the truth, here and now.

The young dragon did as he was instructed and breathed his green flame into the strange fire. Contact with Spike’s fire caused the fire to whirl into a small vortex, switching from his emerald colored fire to her deep violet. The fire continued to swirl before calming into a small flame, giving the feeling a little heartbeat. Spike then felt something as his scales started to glow in conjunction with Cynders, pulsing in unison with the flame between them. The flame then bursted away in sparkling embers, leaving Spike locking eyes with Cynder. He was on the verge of crying, for the spell didn’t just prove Cynder’s claim to Twilight, it formed a feeling in Spike that screamed that this dragoness was his long lost mother.

Cynder had a warm, motherly smile and look in her eyes, having proven that she is his mother. This isn’t exactly how she wanted to have it happen but her hand was forced. Twilight, however, was stunned and silent, having witnessed a very private and personal event for dragons, not to mention a new spell. She should be excited to have seen a spell reserved for dragons and she should be happy for Spike that the one dragon claiming to be a parent of his was telling the truth, but she wasn’t feeling any of that. The Princess of Friendship didn’t know exactly what she was feeling but it wasn’t really happiness.

“It… It’s true.” Spike finally spoke but his voice was cracking. “Y-You are…”

“Yes. It’s me Spike.” Cynder smiled and she desperately wanted to rush over and give her son a great big hug but the princess stood in her way.

Said princess started to feel she was invisible to these two dragons but she was nonetheless proven wrong. She didn’t like being wrong at all, especially whenever Spike was involved.. This dragoness was indeed the mother of his oldest friend and little brother figure.

“Um… Twilight?” Spike addressed the princess, finally getting her attention. “Could I have a moment alone with her?”

Twilight wanted to reject that request but seeing the desperation and emotion in Spike’s eyes ultimately made her comply.

“...Alright.” Twilight said with a sigh. “But I’ll be right outside.”

Twilight took her leave, finally moving herself away from between the two dragons but not before shooting a suspicious glare towards Cynder as she passed by, a glare the dragoness returned in kind. The princess slowly exited the library and wanted to leave the door cracked open so she could observe but a look from Spike as she was leaving crushed that intent.

Now, Spike was alone with the mother he never met or knew.

“So…” Spike awkwardly said but he wouldn’t get the chance to say more.

Cynder just charged at the young dragon as soon as the pesky alicorn had closed the door and gave her son the biggest hug she could give. Spike could barely breathe but his head was pressed right against her very large and soft breasts. He couldn’t help but blush intensely. However, he noticed that Cynder was crying, tears of joy from what he could gather.

“After so long…” Cynder spoke through the tears. “I finally found you!”

Though Spike truly felt flustered, the warm feeling of being in Cynder’s embrace made feel truly at peace and safe. He felt he was home. Almost unconsciously, he returned the hug.

Peeking through the keyhole, Twilight gazed at the sight with apprehension. She should be happy that Spike found a member of his family, his mother most of all, and possibly regain a piece of himself but she had this deep seated fear that Spike may drift away from her and the girls. This fear caused her to race towards her room, at a speed that would make Rainbow Dash chuckle, and grabbed her phone. Twilight then messaged all of her friends, quickly asking them to meet with her at her castle as soon as possible. Once that was done, she raced back downstairs back to the library door.

Fortunately for her, Spike and Cynder just opened the door right when she arrived.

“Hey Twilight, if it's alright, I’m going to show her around Ponyville and catch up.” Spike informed Twilight, innocently oblivious to her apprehension. “I would like to continue talking with her.”

“S-Sure, I understand completely.” Twilight responded but the corner of her eye was twitching which Spike didn’t notice but Cynder did. “Just don’t be gone too long.”

“Sure, no problem.” Spike replied with a smile and led his newly found mother out of the castle beginning the tour and establishing the relationship with his mother.

Twilight, remaining behind, couldn’t help but frown. Maybe with the help of her friends, she could discern why Cynder came back now of all time and sought out her son. Despite the Flame’s Kin proving their relationship, she didn’t trust this dragoness at all...