Twilight was sitting in the castle’s throne room, waiting for her friends to arrive. She was growing more impatient by the second. After all, her world just had an earth shattering event. Her oldest friend and little brother figure had just been reunited with a dragoness that had confirmed herself as Spike’s mother. Despite proving the claim, Twilight didn’t like the whole situation and heavily distrusted the dragoness named Cynder. Thoughts continued to plague Twilight’s mind on the whole situation. Why did this dragon choose now to reveal herself as Spike’s biological mother? Why did she and his real father leave him all alone as an egg?

These questions were making Twilight’s blood boil. Spike had been lied to once before and it nearly drove an irreparable wedge between herself and Spike. The princess of friendship didn’t want another such event to happen again. She needed her friends to find out what this dragon wants with Spike and discern if she is genuine or not.

“Come on. Come on!” Twilight muttered impatiently. “Where are you girls?! This is an emergency!”

As if the universe was listening, her friends bursted through the door, all frantic after receiving Twilight’s “emergency” call.

“We’re here Twilight!” Applejack spoke but was partly sweating and panting after running straight from Apple Acres. In appearance, Aj was an orange earth pony with bright blonde hair and tail tied in a ponytail with a somewhat muscular build, which would be expected from someone who works hard on an orchard. For attire, she wore her signature stetson hat, a red funnel shirt, dark brown jeans, and brown boots. “What’s the emergency?”

“Yeah, I was in the middle of some flying maneuvers training for the Wonderbolts!” Rainbow Dash spoke, rather annoyed that her personal time was disrupted. In appearance, she was a cyan pegasus with an athletic build. For attire, she wore a gray short jacket, a white sports bra that showed off her midriff, black shorts, and red sneakers. “What’s this all about?!”

“Girls, something… shocking has just happened.” Twilight, despite being a little miffed with her friends’ lateness and of Rainbow’s outburst, struggled to explain what had occurred earlier. “It concerns Spike.”

“Spikey-Wikey?” Rarity, the ever fashionable and generous white unicorn’s ears perked up upon hearing the dragon’s name. Her figure was one fit for a world-class model, having a curvy hourglass figure. For attire, Rarity wore a white blouse, a dark purple long skirt, and white glass slippers. “What happened? Is he alright?”

“Well… You see-”

“Did he get called away again to Canterlot?” Pinkie interrupted before Twilight could explain. In appearance, she was a pink earth pony with poofy hair and tail. She also has a slightly chubby build to her, likely from all the sweets she makes. For attire, she wore a light purple shirt with a picture of a cupcake on it, light blue jean shorts, and green shoes. “Or did he take a trip to the Crystal Empire?”

“No Pinkie!” Twilight answered, her annoyance boiling.

“Then where is he?” Fluttershy finally entered into the conversation. For attire, she wore a green turtle neck sweater, white long skirt, both of which hid how curvy the shy pony’s figure really was, and green sandals. In appearance, she was a butterscotch pegasus with light pink hair and tail. “You didn’t give him too many chores again did you?”

“What?! No!” Twilight protested, angry that her friends think she is overworking her number one assistant. “Just list-”

“Then where is he!? What’s going on!?” Rainbow Dash pitched on again, her patience running very low.

“Oh dear, I hope Spikey is alright and not exhausted from all the chores you tend to give.” Rarity openly spoke her thoughts, oblivious to Twilight’s angry look. “I hope he isn’t passed out in his room.”

“Yeah, Twilight, you can be quite the taskmaster.” Rainbow Dash spoke with a smug smirk. “You should give the little guy a break.”

That was it.

“LISTEN TO ME!!!” Twilight shouted with something akin to the royal voice Celestia and Luna are feared for.

The five pony mares were silenced by Twilight’s outburst. They have seen her freak out before but very rarely do they ever see her like this at this magnitude.

“NONE of that has happened!” Twilight practically spoke with clenched teeth. “It’s… worse.”

“What could possibly be worse than you treating Spike like a pack mule?” Rainbow questioned but received a vicious growl from Twilight which actually sent a fearful shiver down the athlete's spine.

“His mom is here!” Twilight appleid plainly but there was venom in her tone.

The pony mares just stood silently for a moment, exchanging glances.

“Princess Celestia is here?!” Rarity spoke in surprise, breaking the silence. “Oh dear, I’m hardly wearing anything worthy for an audience with the princess!”

“Ah get the princess visiting is a pretty big deal but you seem to be taking it as an end of the world thing.” Applejack also spoke. “Is she here on important business or something?”

“No, it’s not the princess.” Twilight grimly replied. “It’s his actual mom.”

“What?!” All the mares shouted.

“That’s right, you heard me.” Twilight confirmed but she didn’t look happy at all. “Spike’s actual biological mother just arrived and reunited with him today.”

“This isn’t another Sludge incident is it?” Fluttershy spoke, concerned about Spike being lied to again.

“I’m hoping that it isn’t but I don’t trust this dragoness!” Twilight spoke, fearing for Spike’s safety and emotional state. “We all remember what that piece of garbage Sludge tried in pretending to be his dad but now this dragoness claims to be his mom!

“Did she have any proof that she’s his mom?” Applejack questioned, trying to be reasonable and not letting fearful suspicion get the better. “Sludge didn’t have any and took advantage of Spike’s trust. So does this dragoness have any?

“Well…” Twilight wanted to say no but that would be a lie and Applejack would sense it. With a sigh, she decided to tell them what had transpired earlier today. From when Cynder just showed up unannounced and not only revealing herself as Spike’s mother but also manages to prove it through a spell called the “Flame’s Kinship”.

“The… Flame’s Kinship?” Rarity questioned. “A spell that only dragons know and… it proves one’s familial relationship between parent and child?”

“That’s what this Cynder said and… proved.” Twilight confirmed albeit grudgingly.

The mares each exchanged looks of surprise and concern. Unlike the selfish scumbag Sludge, this dragoness proved herself to be related to Spike.

“How… How did Spike respond to the news?” Fluttershy questioned, ever concerned for the wellbeing of her friends.

“He… appears to be taking it well.” Twilight admitted. “He’s out with her right now, “getting to know her” and “making up for lost time”, that sort of thing.”

"Ya don't seem happy about it Twi." Applejack said with a raised eyebrow.

Twilight sighed again, "You're right, I'm not."

"How come darling?" Rarity asked, "You should be glad that Spikey-Wikey is reunited with his mother."

"I know it's just that… don't you girls find it a little odd that after all these years, Cynder suddenly comes out of nowhere and decides that now she wants to reunite with Spike?" Twilight pointed out which puts the other girls in deep thought about that.

"Yeah I'll have to agree with you there Twi, that does sound a little sus." Rainbow said, unable to deny the bookworm's logic.

"And even if she is Spike's actual mother, there's a very good possibility that she might be using him for her own gains." Twilight continued, her eyes speaking that she was certain about this

"Whoa Twilight, take it easy there." Applejack spoke up, "Ah know that you're highly suspicious of this Cynder gal, but don't you think that’s going at least a little too far?"

Twilight lowered her head a little after hearing that, "Your right AJ, I'm probably am. It's just that after all the trouble we went through with that lying bastard Sludge, I just don't want Spike's heart to get broken again. As well as mine."

The girls each exchanged looks of concern and sadness. That moment where a wedge between Twilight and Spike almost formed affected all of them and it wasn’t something they wanted to happen again. After all, Spike wasn’t just a little brother to Twilight but to all of them and seeing him so broken-hearted after Sludge’s lie and nearly ruining the relationship he had with Twilight crushed their very souls.

“We understand Twilight.” Rarity spoke, trying to comfort her friend. “We all don’t want a repeat of the… Sludge incident but what is it you want us to do?”

“I know that this is asking a lot but if you can, would you girls please keep an eye on Cynder for me?” Twilight pleaded to her friends.

“You want us to spy on her?!” Applejack shouted, incredulous at this request.

“Oh dear, I don’t think I can do that.” Fluttershy chimed in, fearful as ever. “Especially on a dragon.”

“Honestly Twilight, having your friends spy for you?” Rarity voiced her disappointment.

“Well what do you want me to do?!” Twilight shouted. “Just welcome this dragoness with open arms and have her crush Spike’s feelings just like Sludge did?!”

“Of course not but maybe we should let Spike figure this out.” Applejack spoke, trying to alleviate her friend’s paranoia.

Twilight just looked at Applejack like she had just said the most insane thing she had ever heard. Rarity could’ve sworn that Twilight’s left eye was twitching.

“You can’t be serious?” Twilight said, trying to stay reasonable.

Applejack sighed and placed a hand on Twilight's shoulder, "Look Twi, ah get it. The incident with Sludge left a real bad taste in yer mouth, as it did with the rest of us. But sometimes… you just gotta take a chance and hope for the best."

Now it was Twilight's turn to sigh, albeit a much longer one. "Maybe you're right, Applejack. I still don't trust Cynder but maybe it's best that Spike figures this out on his own. I will admit, there's a small part of me that is hoping that my suspicions of her are wrong."

AJ smiled, "That's good to hear." She said as she gave the lavender alicorn a pat on the back, "And if it makes ya feel better, we'll keep a close eye on this Cynder gal whenever we can. Just don't expect it to be 24/7 though."

Rarity and the others all nodded their heads in agreement. “Thanks girls. It means a lot that you are there for me and hopefully this won’t be another Sludge incident.” Twilight spoke in gratitude.

“Of course darling, that is what friends are for.” Rarity said with pride in her voice. “We will all be there for Spikey-wikey should this Cynder have any horrid plan for him.”

Twilight gave another grateful smile. If anything were to happen to Spike, Twilight didn’t what she would do as Spike was pretty much her little brother and after what happened with Sludge, she was afraid of losing him and thanks to her friends, she remembered that she wasn’t alone in this should something happen with her oldest friend.

“If that is all Twilight, ah better get back to the orchard, Big Mac is going to need all the help he can picking the apples.” Applejack said, wanting to get back to her work. “If Spike comes nearby, rest assured I’ll be there to check up on him.”

“Same here Twilight.” Rarity added in agreement. “If Spikey-Wikey comes nearby I’ll be sure to see if he is alright and if this dragoness is what she claims to be, I wouldn’t mind asking her to model a dress for me.”

“Rarity…” Twilight grumbled. As much as she appreciated her help in making sure Cynder wasn’t what she suspected her to be, her friend’s desire for fashion could be tiring.

“What?” Rarity bemoaned. “I’ve never really had the opportunity to make a dress for a dragoness before.”

“Just… Make sure Spike is doing alright if they come by your shop.” Twilight groaned. “THEN, you can make a dress for Cynder.”

“Naturally darling, but if this Cynder wishes for me to make a dress for her there’s no stopping me.” Rarity replied with a brightened smile. “Of course if she is wearing something dreadful then I MUST help this dragoness understand fashion.”

“RARITY!!!” Twilight shouted, causing the white unicorn to jump.

“Alright, I’m going no need to shout.” Rarity then hurried off out of the throne room and headed back to her boutique.

“Yeah Twilight, no need to act like this is the end of the world.” Rainbow spoke which earned her another glare from the Friendship Princess. “If this Cynder is up to no good I can assure you that this pegasus will give her the beat down of her life. Count on it.”

Before Twilight could reply, Rainbow Dash zipped out of the throne room and went back to whatever it was she was doing.

“Don’t worry Twilight, I’m sure Spike will be fine and even though this is a big change for us, I’m sure everything will be back to normal.” Fluttershy assured her friend with a hug. “Now I have to get back to the animals, if I see Spike, I’ll check up on him like the others.”

“Thank you Fluttershy.” Twilight spoke in gratitude, especially since Fluttershy is the most afraid of full grown dragons. Though she was able to grow out of that fear, she can still get rather nervous around them.

“Yeah. Everything will be fine.” Pinkie jumped in with her usual boundless energy. “And if this Cynder really is legit, I’ll organize a welcoming party.”

“Pinkie please…” Twilight groaned once more. Twilight enjoyed a decent party as much as the next pony but Pinkie’s ever desire to organize one can be exhausting.

“You know I just thought of something…” Pinkie didn’t notice Twilight’s discomfort as she spoke. “If this Cynder is his actual mom and Princess Celestia is his adopted mom, does that mean Spike has two moms now?”

Twilight just froze stiff after hearing that question. Celestia loves Spike like she was her own since the day he hatched and now this dragoness comes to town and proves she is his biological mother. Twilight couldn’t even begin to predict how Celestia would respond to the news or how this would affect the princess’ relationship with Spike.

“Ummm… I’ll get back to you on that.” Twilight practically stuttered but Pinkie just shrugged and hopped off out of the room leaving Twilight alone with her thoughts.

As soon as Pinkie was out of sight and earshot, Twilight instantly started to freak out. “Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! How the tartarus am I going to explain Princess Celestia about this?!”

Just then, she heard the door opening up again. Twilight looks up to see that it was her former student, Starlight Glimmer. A pale pink unicorn mare with moderate persian blue eyes and dark purple mane and tail with violet and mint streaks. She wore a light purple business suit that hugged her curves.

“Hey Twilight.” Starlight began, “I got your message, sorry I was late. I was held up with a student and then I got lost in your castle. Again.”

“It’s quite alright, Starlight.” Twilight reassured her but thought. ‘Maybe I should consider making directions in the halls…’

“So what’s up? You said it was urgent.” She asked.

Twilight sighed, “You may wanna sit down for this…”

Outside of the castle and into the town of Ponyville, Spike was leading his newly reunited biological mother through town while at the same time trying to get to know her.

As he and Cynder were walking into town, many ponies took notice of the rather tall dragoness strolling aside with Spike. Some felt intimidated and somewhat frightened of Cynder’s rather dark appearance while others, mostly stallions, can't help but stare and drool at her buxom and curvaceous figure.

“So… Mom…” Spike began, “Where have you been all this time?”

“Well for now, let’s just say that I was… away.” Cynder replied, looking away and scratching the back of her head.

“Ok. What about dad? My real dad that is. Is he…?”

“No! Of course not! He’s… around.” Cynder said rather hesitantly.

“Well, where is he then?” Spike asked, his voice littered with eagerness and impatience.

“Look sweety, I understand that you have a lot of questions right now and I’m more than happy to answer them for you.” Cynder replied calmly, “But first, is there any place where we could eat? Finding you was not easy and It’s been a really long trip, so I’m famished right now.”

Spike thought of the perfect place.

After a short walk and around a corner, Spike led Cynder to one of his favorite places for a bite to eat. Even though gems were not usually on their menu.

“What’s this place?” Cynder asked her son, a little amused on the decorative building.

“This is Sugarcube Corner. A great place for something sweet or any kind of bakery goods.” Spike explained. “A friend of mine works here.”

“Really…” Cynder replied. “You have a lot of pony friends.”

Spike shrugged at that, “Well that’s what happens when you're raised by them for your whole life. Granted I have some non-pony friends as well but they’re usually far and in between.”

“I… Suppose.” Cynder responded, a little shame washed over her.

“...Anyways, Pinkie and the Cake family will have something great to eat.” Spike assured his mother, realizing what he said and what it meant.

Spike and Cynder entered the Sugarcube Corner, and the dragoness was a little surprised by how much bakery goods and sweets were on display. However, what caught Cynder’s attention was the pony behind the counter, a middle-age blue pony, wearing a baker’s apron and had a little plump in her figure, especially in the hips, which the dragoness immediately suspected that she had children.

Said baker pony turned around after hearing her store’s door bell ring and perked up after seeing that her latest customer of the day is Spike.

“Well hello Spike, good to see you!” The pony warmly spoke. “Here for a bite to eat?”

“Good to see you too Mrs. Cake and yes very much.” Spike replied. “Also would you be so kind as to make something nice for her please?”

Spike gestured to the lady behind him and Mrs. Cake was surprised to see that his companion was a very tall dragoness, who had a figure that would put most pony models to shame. She was a little intimidated by her dark scales and especially her razor sharp horns but from her eyes, Mrs. Cake could see no threat at all.

“Oh my… erm, Spike who is this new friend of yours?” She asked.

“Oh, this is Cynder. She’s my-” Just as Spike was about to say his mom, he felt a little nudge from Cynder who lowered herself to his ear.

“I think it’s best these ponies don’t know you and I are related until the time is right.” She suggested to her son, remembering what he and Twilight said about Sludge and the latter’s apparent freak out when she revealed herself.

“Right… Um, she’s a guest to Ponyville and I’m showing her around but we could use a bite to eat.” Spike agreed and explained to Mrs. Cake. He wasn’t lying but he didn’t say the full truth either.

“...Of course.” Mrs. Cake seemed to believe his story but maintained her happy smile. “Any friend of Spike’s is certainly welcome in our bakery. What can I get you both?”

“I’ll have the usual.” Spike replied.

“Two donut bars, one chocolate and the other maple, as well as a cookies & cream milkshake, got it.” Mrs Cake said as she wrote it down on a piece of paper. She then turns towards Cynder, “And what will you be having dear?”

Cynder looked over all the bakery goods on the display and what was one the menu. She was a little overwhelmed by how many she had to choose from. But ultimately came to a decision.

“Um.. I’ll have two of those cream filled muffins and a regular vanilla milkshake please.” Cynder answered.

Mrs. Cake wrote down Cynder’s order and directed them to the cafe seating area of her shop as they waited for their little meal. And yet, an awkward silence remained between them. Spike honestly didn’t know what to say or what questions to ask first. There were so many he had to ask her.

Cynder, for her part, didn’t know what her son would ask her first either. There were so many things she wanted to tell him, she just didn’t know exactly where to start.

Ultimately, Spike decided to ask the one question that just went through his mind. “Um… What was my father’s name?”

"...Spyro. His name was… is Spyro." Cynder replied.

“Spyro…” Spike said in deep thought, “Well it’s definitely a better name than Sludge that’s for sure.” He chuckled.

Cynder could only make a faint smile.

“Do I… Do I look like him?” Spike asked. He wanted to have some kind of idea on what his father looked like. Even a physical resemblance would help.

“Well… His scales were a different shade of purple and he had horns.” Cynder spoke but her answer made Spike lower his head. “But you have his spines!”

"I… see." Spike said in deep thought, "What was he like personality-wise?"

"He was quite the hotshot." She replied with a playful roll of her eyes, "He loves to show off and usually charges in first and asks questions later. That said however, he's selfless and would always want to do the right thing."

“He almost sounds like Rainbow Dash.” Spike chuckled.

“Who’s that?” Cynder asked.

“A pegasus pony who really enjoys the thrill in life.” Spike answered. “Next to being a speedster, Rainbow loves flying and being a Wonderbolt.”

‘Another pony friend…” Cynder thought. But like her son had spoken before, being raised by ponies would likely have one make quite a few of them. Though her mind wouldn’t dwell on it for long.

"HI SPIKE!!!" Pinkie yelled, popping out of nowhere.

"AAAAHHH!!!" Both Spike and Cynder screamed and fell out of their chairs.

"Pinkie! How many times have we told you not to do that!?!?" Spike chastised.

"Hmmm," Pinkie hummed, putting a finger on her chin before answering, "2,032 times."

“Wait, What? You’ve been keeping count?!” Spike asked, dumbfounded.

“Of course silly billy.” She answered nonchalantly which left the dragon only more confused. “By the way, here are your orders.”

Much like the pony, Pinkie brought out two trays out of nowhere which had their orders. Cynder herself was left mystified on how this pony came out of thin air and brought their food so easily.

After delivering the food, Pinkie decided to take a good look at Cynder. She scanned the dragoness all over, taking a long look at her, squinting her eyes. But doing so immediately made Cynder feel uncomfortable.

“Is there something wrong?” Cynder asked but in a very annoyed tone.

“So your Spike’s new mom?” Pinkie asked which made Spike’s head jump in surprise. “You know Spike, she doesn’t really look like you.”

The comment practically crushed both dragons present. Cynder wanted to snarl in anger at this absent-minded pony’s comment.

“Pinkie…” Spike struggled to say, both annoyed and a little depressed. “Did Twilight call you after I left the castle?”

“No.” Pinkie answered which bewildered Spike, thinking it was one of her “pinkie senses' ', but not for long. “She called Rainbow, Fluttershy, AJ, Rarity and tttthhhheeennn me.” Pinkie gave the most innocent and cheesiest smile one could make.

Spike just slammed his head onto the table, “Dammit Twi…”

“Nosy princess…” Cynder grumbled to herself quietly.

“She does have those emerald eyes of yours, though.” Pinkie further commented, oblivious to the tumultuous feelings surrounding the room.

The pink pony was right though, Spike could clearly see that Cynder’s eyes matched his own. Fortunately for the dragons, Mrs. Cake had sensed the disturbance and arrived to divert Pinkie’s attention.

“Pinkie dear, why don’t you help in getting the cupcakes ready for the school?” Mrs. Cake called toward Pinkie with an almost pleading smile on her face.

“Okie dokie lokie.” Pinkie agreed and began to hop away. “Bye Spike! By Spike’s new mom!”

“Spike’s new mom?” Mrs. Cake quietly questioned.

Spike could only make an audible and large sigh in both exhaustion and frustration. Cynder, meanwhile, just wanted to strangle the pink annoyance that was now out of her reach.

With a sigh, Spike turns to Mrs. Cake, "Well, guess the cat's out of the bag then. Mrs. Cake, Cynder is actually my mom. My birth mom."

Mrs. Cake’s eyes widened a bit as she stared at the dragoness who could only give a nervous and sheepish smile.

“...Oh well hehe.” Mrs. Cake could practically feel the awkwardness that was filling the room. “I’ll… I’ll just leave the two of you be then.”

Mrs. Cake practically ran out of the seating area, leaving Spike alone with Cynder but it did little to remove the awkward feelings and the sheer embarrassment.

“So… the pink one another one of your friends?” Cynder asked but her tone was clearly annoyed if not angered.

“...Yes.” Spike groaned. “Her name is Pinkie Pie and being tactful isn’t one of her strong suits.”

“I noticed…” She grumbled. “She didn’t exactly make a first good impression with me.”

“Yeah, she can have that effect on some people.” Spike admitted, “But, she can be pretty fun to hang out with once you get to know her better.” He added.

“We’ll see.” Cynder said, still unsure of the pink pony.

After finishing their meals, Spike and Cynder left the Sugarcube Corner with Pinkie Pie waving them goodbye excitably. The two dragons headed around Ponyville, with Spike showing his mother the town. He showed her the market place and even where the Golden Oaks Library used to stand. Next, Spike showed her one of his favorite places in town.

“And here is the Ponyville Day Spa.” Spike pointed towards said building. “It’s a great place to relax and get pampered. I even worked there for a bit.”

“Really?” Cynder was surprised that her son found some work at a place that dragons never really have. “What did you do there?

“Oh, mostly massages.” Spike answered. “Believe it or not, these claws are actually pretty good at helping tense muscles relax. The Spa twins in there always seem eager to have me work there again.”

“Hmm…” Cynder couldn’t help but think suspiciously at that last part. “Are these twins… also friends?”

“More like acquaintances to be honest.” Spike answered. “I’m mostly a customer but they are nice ponies who are dedicated to their jobs at helping other ponies relax. You should try the Spa out when you get a chance.”

Oh… I don’t know…” Cynder looked very unsure. “Honestly, aside from flying in the clouds to relax, I’ve never really been pampered in such a way before.”

“That’s what I thought but after experiencing it, I never felt so relaxed.” Spike encouraged her. “You wouldn’t know it but the ponies there are great at getting a dragon’s claws done.”

Cynder actually seemed surprised after hearing that. Enough so that she looked at her own claws. They looked razor sharp and deadly as ever but they were not very polished, something she noticed in Spike’s own claws. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have a day at the spa.

“I’ll think about Spike…” Cynder spoke to her son, still a little nervous at the thought of ponies pampering her.

“Okay, just don’t get into too much.” Spike advised. “If you do, you will find that hours have passed. Rarity’s own trip to the Spa can take up most of the day.”

“Rarity?” Cynder asked.

“Oh, another one of my pony friends and one of the element bearers like Twilight.” Spike answered, but his mother noticed a slight dreamy look in his eyes.

The door to the Spa would open and said white unicorn would exit. She noticed Spike almost immediately, especially with the tall dragoness.

“Yoo-Hoo!! Spikey-Wikey!!” Rarity squealed towards the dragons. However, saying the dragon's pet name brought a huge blush to his face.

“...Spikey… Wikey?” Cynder spoke bewildered but at the same time, it brought an amused smile to her face.

“Heh heh… Speak of the devil, that’s Rarity.” Spike spoke, clearly embarrassed that his crush just spoke her pet name for him in front of his mother.

Rarity headed towards the two with a skip in her step and gave the dragon a firm hug which only made the blush of Spike’s face deepen, given that he now could feel the unicorn’s large breasts squished against his chest and chin. Cynder couldn’t help but twitch in jealousy as her son was given such an… affectionate hug and it was clear that her son had a crush on this unicorn lady.

The hug lasted longer than Cynder would’ve liked.

“AHEM!” Cynder exaggerated, catching the two’s attention.

“S-Sorry…” Spike stuttered after freeing himself from Rarity’s grasp. “Rarity, this is Cynder, my birth mother… but you probably already know that.”

“Yes, Twilight immediately called us, claiming it was an emergency, telling us that a dragoness arrived and claimed she was your mother.” Rarity explained which caused an annoyed look to return on the two dragons’ faces. She then turned and got a good look at the dragoness.

This ultimately caused her to circle around Cynder, as if inspecting her, leaving the dragoness feeling uncomfortable. Spike, however, knew full well that Rarity was in full fashion mode and once she got into it, there was no stopping her.

Rarity indeed had the examining eye of a fashion designer and while she found Cynder’s simple black cloak to be terribly atrocious in a fashionable sense, the white unicorn couldn’t help but notice how well the dragoness’ figure was. It was perfect in almost every way. Large hips fit for a breeder, a long slender neck with a rather charming metal choker, a rather intimidating crown of sharp horns on her head, piercing emerald green eyes, a head-turning rear, firm muscles in her arms, legs and thighs, a flat toned stomach and most of all, her breasts were amongst the largest she had ever seen. Larger than even some of the models she had made clothes for.

“Is there something wrong, miss?” Cynder spoke, fully annoyed now. Spike however, attempted to ease his mother’s concern.

“It’s nothing mom, Rarity is basically in a “fashion mode” whenever she meets someone new and has potential when it comes to clothes.” Spike explained but Cynder didn’t seem convinced.

“So there’s something wrong with my current attire?” Cynder asked but her tone clearly showed she was more annoyed now.

“A little bland darling.” Rarity answered, which caused the dragoness’ eyes to twitch. “But by Celestia you have the figure of a goddess!”

Cynder changed from being annoyed to blushing after hearing the unicorn’s compliment. “Well… thanks. I guess.”

“If I may darling, would you mind coming over to my boutique so I could make you some proper clothes?” Rarity asked.

Cynder was a little unsure about this. She looks at Spike and gives him a look that says what she should do. Her son silently gestured that she should take up on her offer. With a sigh, Cynder said, “Well, I don’t see why not…”

“Splendid!” Rarity said cheerfully as she grabbed Cynder’s hand, “Right this way please.”

“H-Hey!” Cynder said as she was dragged off by the unicorn.

Spike only chuckled as he followed suit.

After a short walk, the trio made it to Rarity’s home and business, the Carousel Boutique. Cynder found the building very fancy-looking. Then again, it seemed to match the unicorn’s style. If Cynder was being honest, if her son did have a crush on this pony dragging her towards her shop, the dragoness found her a bit pushy and a bit too focused on appearances.

Upon entering the building, Cynder saw many mannequins of ponies with all kinds of outfits, specifically the kind that would make one stand out. Cynder was starting to fear that this unicorn was about to put her into one of these outfits…

“Now then darling, shall we get started?” Rarity asked rather gleefully.

Cynder gulped, “I… suppose.” Was all she replied.

Spike couldn’t help but smirk in amusement as Rarity led his mother to a podium to begin measurements. There was no stopping the unicorn once she found someone who she believed was making a “terrible mistake” or needed “help” whenever it came to fashion, so there was no point in intervening.

“First my dear, let's see what your measurements are.” Rarity spoke as Cynder stood upon the podium. “But first, could you take off that dreadful cloak?”

“What?!” Cynder was aghast.

“Is there a problem darling?” Rarity was perplexed by her reaction. “In order for me to take proper measurements, I need no obstructions.”

“W-Well… I can’t.” Cynder answered with reluctance.

“Why is that?” Rarity asked.

“B-Because I’m… not wearing anything underneath it.” Cynder answered with a blush on her face.

Both Spike and Rarity's eyes widened at this with the former turning as red as a tomato.

"Oh… well… hmmm. This… certainly complicates things." Rarity said with a stutter. She then turns towards Spike, "Darling could you do me a favor?"

Spike shook head, getting his mind back on track, "Uh… sure. What is it?" He asked.

"Would you mind putting this on the door for me please?" The unicorn asked as she gave him a Sorry, We're Closed sign.

"Not at all." The drake replied. However, before he turned to do as he was told, Rarity grabbed his wrist.

“And Spike,” Rarity spoke. “Could you please stay in the main lobby until I have the measurements?”

Spike blushed but clearly agreed. Last thing he wanted right now was to see his newly met biological mother in the nude. Even if she had one of the best figures he had ever seen.

Spike shakes that last thought out of his head, as it started to heat him up a bit…

“S-Sure, of course.” Spike stuttered and left the fitting room to put up Rarity’s sign and wait until the measurements and fitting was over.

After a minute or two, Spike remained in the main lobby as he was told. With him not present, Rarity would be able to take the measurements now.

“Alright then…” Rarity spoke but she wasn’t entirely confident. “Now Miss Cynder… could you please…”

Rarity attempted to make a gesture for the dragoness to remove her clothing so she could do what the unicorn needed but Cynder remained heavily reluctant. After all, she never did undress for anyone other than for Spyro…

Nonetheless, Cynder did as she was instructed and began to loosen up her robe. Once the cloth hit the floor, the full majesty of Cynder’s body was laid bare. Cynder was never one to truly boast or flaunt, that was Spyro’s penchant at times, but she did take pride in her figure, the kind that can and will turn heads. Yet, in the presence of this pony, and with her son in the other room, Cynder couldn’t help but feel bashful.

On her part, Rarity could feel her face burn up in a mixture of sheer arousal and envy. This one dragoness, like she said earlier, had the body of a goddess. She had curves in all the right places. Her hips would put most breeders to shame and yet had the strength to crack skulls. Her legs and arms were slim yet very fit and her scales were absolutely lustrous. She had a flat, almost chiseled, belly with a noticeable six-pack. Despite the black and dark purple colors, they shone under the room’s light. Most of all… Cynder had the largest breasts she had ever seen. Rivaling Celestia herself and would make even the most luscious of models weep in jealousy. Not only were they large but also firm, as far as Rarity could tell without groping a feel, but the unicorn believed the dragones must have a strong back to hold up those beautiful jugs. Her dark purple nipples were also inverted.

“M-Miss Rarity… You're staring.” Cynder finally spoke, breaking the awkward silence. “It’s making me uncomfortable.”

Mentally slapping herself from her ogling, Rarity regained her composure as best she could.

“O-Oh! My deepest apologies!” Rarity spoke, slightly ashamed that she somewhat broke a line of professionality. “It’s just I have never measured a dragoness before and certainly not one as exotic as yourself.”

Cynder’s blush reappeared in full force once again. “T-Thank you but could we please finish this? I don’t want Spike just standing out there by himself.”

“O-Of course.” Rarity stuttered and despite being a little flustered, she got to work.

She first started with Cynder's hips which she barely got the measurements around, 'My goodness, her hips are HUGE.' Rarity inwardly thought. The unicorn was starting to get a little jealous.

Cynder, on her part, can't help but feel a little uncomfortable but remembers that she's doing this for her son.

As Rarity continued to measure the dragoness, she continued to think to herself, 'This dragon has a goddess' body! Not even Ember could ever hope to compete.'

That belief in her mind was cemented when she finally measured her bust. ‘Sweet Celestia… Only the princess herself could match the size of this! SS-Cup!? I don’t even know if I have anything that could fit this!”

Such were the seamstress’s thoughts when her measuring rope couldn’t reach all around her breasts…

“Oh my…” Rarity spoke softly as she struggled in bringing the measuring rope together.

“Is there something wrong?” Cynder asked.

“Er, would you mind sucking your chest in a little bit darling?” Rarity asked sheepishly.

Cynder blushed a bit but complied, attempting to “suck in” her bountiful chest. She held her breath but despite her efforts, the unicorn didn’t see much difference.

“Um… Are you sucking in her ches-” Rarity attempted to ask but her measuring rope snapped.

Both the dragoness and the unicorn mare just stared in a measure of shock and slight embarrassment.

“Everything alright in there?” Spike called from the other room, startling the two ladies. “I thought I heard something snap.”

Cynder and Rarity looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Um, everything's fine darling." Rarity said, hoping not to make an awkward situation worse than it already is.

“Yes, everything’s fine.” Cynder spoke in agreement but her tone showed she was annoyed as she looked down at the snapped measuring tape hanging off her breasts. “Aaaallll fine.”

“Well… if you two say so.” Spike said.

Once Spike was taken care of, Cynder just gave Rarity an annoyed look.

“W-Well… I don’t know if I have anything that might fit your… prodigious size.” Rarity spoke with a very nervous smile. “But let me take a look.”

“Please be quick.” Cynder spoke in a hushed yet annoyed tone.

Rarity quickly went to one of her clothing racks, specifically the undergarments for anything that might fit Cynder’s rack. The seamstress never had the chance to measure or model a dragoness before. She thought this would be a great opportunity but she never measured one who had such a massive bosom. Rarity was starting to regret taking that opportunity to measure the dragoness, as her whole figure made her own feel… underdeveloped and inferior.

Rarity suddenly remembered she still has a couple of free flowing dresses for a… certain large mare. It’s not much but it's the only solution she has at the moment until she makes the proper sized clothes for Cynder.

“Hold on darling. I might have something you could wear.” The unicorn said as she went to a nearby closet.

Cynder could only sigh as one of her son's pony friends looks for a dress the dragoness could use while she herself is waiting in the nude.

'How did my son end up with ponies?' She said in her thoughts, 'I thought those old geezers were supposed to look after him and teach him what it truly means to be a dragon in case something happened to me and Spyro. Then again, when I returned to the temple it was completely abandoned and the guardians were nowhere in sight, so something MUST have happened while I was gone.'

Cynder was snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed that Rarity had returned with a rather large pink dress with purple polka dots.

"You can't be serious…" Cynder groaned.

"I know it's not what you would like darling but until I make some clothes that are more your size, this is your only option right now." Rarity insisted.

The dragoness lets out a frustrated sigh as she takes the dress and puts it on. After she does so, Cynder looks into a mirror and doesn't like what she sees. The dress barely reached to her knees and was pretty wide around the waist area, making it look like she put on some weight.

"I look like a cross between a fat hooker and a damn clown…" Cynder grumbled, having preferred the raggedy old robe.

In fact, the dress had been so light-weighted and free flowing that Cynder felt she wasn’t wearing anything at all. Since she had no undergarments on, she was practically still nude. It would only take a strong enough gust of wind to reveal that.

Rarity frowned at Cynder’s choice of words but she wasn’t entirely surprised by it. “I know it’s not what you were hoping for but like I said, this is all I can do for you right now until I have made some clothes that are around your size. Just… try not to fly and you’ll do fine.”

Cynder growled a bit but complied since she didn’t have much other choice.

“Okay Spikey, you can come back in.” Rarity called out but doing so made Cynder slightly panic since she didn’t know how her son would react to the ridiculous dress she was wearing.

After hearing Rarity call for him, Spike entered the fitting room. “So did you get the measurements you needed Rari-WHOA Polka dots!!!”

Cynder just frowned as her face blushed greatly at her son’s reaction to the… dress Rarity had given her. Though in the dragon’s opinion, what she was wearing wasn’t a dress at all.

Spike, realizing what he just said, cleared his throat and backtracked, "Er, I mean you look good mom."

"Sorry Spike but this is all I could offer to your mother until I make more proper clothing for her." Rarity explained.

"That's fine Rarity." Spike shrugged, "At least she has something to wear." Cynder, on the other hand, doesn't exactly share her son's optimism.

“Rest assured Spike, I will have a set of clothes ready for her in no time!” Rarity vowed. “It’s not every day my client is a dragon and with the measurements I have acquired, it shouldn’t take long.”

Spike smiled at Rarity’s passion but Cynder didn’t seem convinced and the dragoness didn’t seem to approve of his son’s infatuation with the unicorn.

“If that is so, then you wouldn’t mind that you will have my new clothes ready by the end of the week?” Cynder asked but it sounded like she was giving the unicorn a challenge.

Rarity’s smile quickly faded and her eyes widened.

“B-By the end of the week?!” Rarity asked, hoping that she heard wrong but from the dragoness’ glare, it wasn’t so. “W-Well I don’t know if that is possible. I-I mean I already have plenty of orders to fill.”

“Well from what I heard from my son regarding your talents and skills, I figured that you would be capable of handling it.” Cynder spoke, a smug tone could be found in it. “My son wasn’t mistaken or misled was he?”

Rarity balked at that. Her face was almost red with rage. True it didn’t take much to anger her but hearing her seamstress skills and reputation being questioned really set her off but for Spike’s sake, she restrained herself and maintained her composure as best she could.

“O-Of course not, miss Cynder!” Rarity regained her voice. “I assure you, I will have a set of clothes for you by the end of the week and you will NOT be disappointed.”

Cynder couldn’t help but maintain the smug challenging look on her face but gave the unicorn a nod of confirmation.

Spike observed Rarity’s anxiety and was disliking that his mom appeared amused by it.

After that, Spike and Cynder left the boutique with Rarity starting to work on Cynder's clothes.

“Challenge accepted Miss Cynder!” Rarity spoke with complete resolve and determination. However, she was nonetheless a little bit peeved on how her first meeting with Spike’s biological mother turned out. “Honestly, how are those two related? *sigh* “In any case, I have a LOT of work to do.”

As Spike and Cynder walked through the streets, Spike spoke up “Mom, can I ask you something?”

“Sure thing.” Cynder replied.

“Do you have a problem with my pony friends?” He asked with unsurity.

Cynder’s eyes widened, “What?! No! Of course not! What kind of question is that?”

Spike turned away, “Well, It’s just that you don’t seem too happy that most of my friends are ponies. I also didn't like how you guilted Rarity like that."

"W-Well I just don't wanna wear this getup longer than I have to." The dragoness said, trying to defend herself while pointing at the dress she was wearing.

"Still mom, that was a very low blow back there." Spike countered.

"I- *sigh* Your right sweety it was. If your father was here as well, he'd probably chew me out too." Cynder admitted in defeat, "I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted mom. Just promise me you won't do something like that again, ok?"

"I'll try. And to answer your question, it's not that I dislike your pony friends or anything like that, I'm actually happy they took care and looked after you. It's just that I can't help but feel that they robbed you of what it truly means to be a dragon." Cynder explained. "Then again, if your father was in my place, he probably wouldn't have minded it as much as me."

"Why do you say that?" Spike asked.

Cynder chuckled, "Because believe it or not sweety, he was raised by dragonflies."

Spike's eyes widened, "Seriously!?"

Cynder chuckled again, "I have so much to tell about your father. But let's head back to the castle and I'll tell you everything."

Spike smiled, "Ok." As he and his mother head back to Twilight's palace. As Rarity suggested, they did not fly back as Cynder didn’t want any peepers looking under her dress.

As soon as they arrived, they were greeted by Twilight.

“Hey Spike, Cynder. Did you two have a good time?” The alicorn asked.

“Pretty much yeah.” Spike replied.

Twilight then turns towards Cynder and notices her dress, “I see you have some… new clothes.”

“Not my choice.” Cynder grumbled, “Your friend Rarity said this was all she could offer me for the time being.”

“I see.” Twilight said before sighing, “Look Cynder, I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier.”

It was Cynder’s turn to sigh, “I understand princess. You were just trying to protect my son from being hurt again.”

“Thank you. I’ll also let you live in this palace if you like but on one condition.” Twilight stated.

“And that is…” Cynder asked with a raised eyebrow.

“You have to throw your weight around here such as helping with the chores and such.” Twilight replied.

“Joy…” Cynder groaned.

“I’m sorry Cynder but I’m not making the same mistake as I did with Sludge. You want my trust; you have to earn it.” Twilight said as she remembers how the lazy bastard did nothing but lay around and mooch off of everyone, especially Spike.

Cynder sighed again, “I understand Twilight and I promise that I won’t be anything like that scum ball.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” Twilight said to Cynder before turning back to Spike, “Spike can I have a moment alone with you in the kitchen for a minute?”

“Er, sure Twi.” Spike said as he and Twilight left for the kitchen much to Cynder’s chagrin. Once the reach said kitchen, Spike asked, “So what’s up Twi?”

“Does your adopted mother, Princess Celestia, know about this yet?” The lavender alicorn asked.

“Uhm, no.” Spike replied nervously.

“Then you might want to send her a letter about your mother’s arrival. Your biological mother.” Twilight strongly recommended.

“Right…” Spike replied but the tone of his voice suggested something else. “How exactly am I going to word this?”

“I don’t know Spike but you better think of something soon.” Twilight said with a sigh.

Spike really didn’t know how he was going to bring the news to Celestia. She was his mother in all but blood and now the mother who is his blood had just arrived. He didn’t know how she was going to react nor if she would accept Cynder being a part of his life now. That last thought alone got him sad. He didn’t want to lose either mother in his life.

One thing is for certain, Spike now has two mothers in his life that he has to handle.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait everyone. Writer's block can be a bitch sometimes.

Btw, can you guess the certain mare Rarity thought fully mentioned?