Location: Canterlot Castle
Time: 9:55 A.M.

Returning back to the castle, Spike landed on the window sill high on the tower that he was sitting on early this morning, that leads into his room, slowly looking around as to make sure the coast was clear. When he decorated his room a couple of years ago, Spike took a good chunk of his allowance that he saved up for the past few years. With a freshly polished crystal floor, his room had a sense of warmth in the fall and winter time, and kept nice and cool during the sping and summer time each year. But some, even his mother and aunt, thought he was crazy when he ordered matching crystal bookshelves, desk, bed, and burrows for his clothes.

After that, he bought stone shelves to place them around his room, and decorated them with knick knacks he collected over the years from his time exploring the sea's. Gold coins, torn flags, weapons, clothes, but to his absolute enjoyment, old timed treasure chests.

To most, they were either firewood, giant chunks of metal that could be melted down, or just something to make a quick buck on at a pawn shop, or any unsuspecting sucker that wanted to own it for future retirement. To him though they were a challenge for him to unlock them to see the riches they had hidden within to study and add to his own collection, or to give to the history museum located not far from the castle.

Finding nothing out of place, he gently stepped into his room, walked over and sat the chest with mysterious symbol onto his work desk. Before taking a seat on his crystal imbeded stool, he took his chest picking tools out of a spare drawer on the side of the desk and set them gently down next to it. As he sat down, he took his lock picking tools into his hands and began to work on the lock with vigor and high energy running his mind to figure out the puzzle that is the lock on the chest he just retrieved this early morning.

A few minutes passed by and Spike was focused on his work. So focused infact, he didn't hear somebody enter the room as the door clicked open and closed again.

Sneaking over to him, the new occuppant of the room towerd over him, not even casting a shadow as the early morning filled the room from reflecting off the crystal made decor of the room made the room so bright, shadows were non existant. Unfortunately, that was a draw back of Spike's decor, made it easy for other to sneak up on him. Especially when he's working intently on something.

"~RANGAKI!!"~

*!!WHAM!!*

"GAH!! Okay! Who's the wise guy that-? GAH!!"

As he rubbed his head, his anger got to him as he turned around, ready to punch who ever did it. Only to freeze up as he saw a certain mare standing before him holding a giant wooden foldable fan in her hand, ready to strike again if needed.

And right now, she had a sweet smile to her face, but Spike knew better then to trust the look she was currently giving him. He already could tell, just by looking into her eyes, she was pissed.

"Hello Spike. Tell me, what was the rule about you going swimming for artifacts again? I seem to have forgotten what it was."

Gulping, Spike only coward in fear as his mother looked at him sweetly, yet extremely sternly. Plus it didn't help that she was one of the rulers of Equestria as a whole.

Standing infront of him was none other then the while alicorn herself, Princess Celestia. With long flowing green, blue, and pink hair cascading down her back, she was dressed in a long flowing white dress with gold accents embedded along the hems of the neckline, shoulders, and hem of her dress.

Wearing gold bands around her ankles, just above her highheel shoes, with gold wristbands around her wrists, and with a necklace with her cutie mark of the sun just hanging above her large generous DD-cup breasts, she was a beauty that any actress would truly envy to have.

To finnish her outfit, she had a gold crown secured around her horn, with gold accents over her wings, and gold ringed ties around her multi-colored tail.

Unfortunately, Spike was truly worried what would happen to him as time continued to go forward as he hears her tapping her foot against the floor.

"Well Spike? Do you have a answer?"

Sweating bullets, he gulped a bit of air into his lungs, hoping he doesn't anger her more then she already was. Taking a steady breathe, he decided to take a chance.

"To let you know ahead of time, and try to sneak you a snack so you can get the nasty diet drink Luna has you on?"

Hearing him talking of the diet drink, Celestia blushed as she remembered that Luna decided she was gaining a bit too much weight from eating sweets most of the time. Because of this, she has had poor Celestia eating and drinking health smoothies.

Looking away, Celestia relaxed as, out of nowhere, Spike produced a bag from behind him. Smelling the air, Celestia set the fan down, and gently took the bag before sitting on the bed.

Opening it, her mouth watered as her sense of smell was bombarded by the contents within. Taking it out of the bag, she had theholy grail of all sweets.

"Mmm, chocolate eclair with vanilla filling, whipped topping with sprinkles, chocolate fudge, caramel souce, and a cherry on top. My favorite!"

Breathing a sigh of relief, Spike sat down as he closed his eyes in relief. Only to find that when he opened them again, she had consumed the treat and was currently licking the frosting off her fingers.

"So, mom. Am I forgiven for leaving without telling you?"

Blushing a bit as she got herself off the bed and walk to him, she rubbed the top of his head.

"Your safe Spike. Just try to keep in mind of telling me your heading out next time. Alright?"

Sighing, Spike smiled as he nodded in agreement.

"Okay mom. I'll let you know next time I'm heading out."

Looking to his desk, Celestia's eye's caught sight of the chest he was currently working on. Or more accurately, the insignia that decorated it.

"Spike? Where did you get this?"

Following her line of sight, he soon saw the project he was currently working on.

"Oh! I got this from my little adventure this morning. It was just sitting there on the ship. Unfortunately I barely escaped with it before the remain's went over the cliff it was perched on."

Hearing all this, Celestia gave her son a surprised look. Checking him over for any damage. Finding none, her eyes went back to the chest.

"Spike, did anything else happen while you were out their? Anything out of the ordinary?"

Thinking, Spike soon remembered the strange voice.

"Yeah actually. It was weird, there was a voice calling to me, it even sounded like whoever was speaking to me was right next to me. Yet, when I looked around, nobody was there but me."

Hearing him, Celestia began to wonder about all she heard. Thinking about it, Celestia looked to the chest, deciding to take the matter a bit further.

"Spike, grab the chest and come with me. Were going to go see somebody about that chest. Something about it doesn't sit right with me."

With that, she left the room. Soon with Spike, with chest in hand, right behind her.

Author's Note

Hi! Got another chapter for ya!
😋Hope you enjoy reading and make sense of it. Cause so far, I'm just making it up as I go along with it.😋
😅B.T.W.: Did I go to far with Celestia hitting poor Spike with a wooden folded fan?😅

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