Spider-Man Scaled Web-Head

by Corrupting Dragon28

Singing To An Empty Audience

Previous Chapter

"So...What was that all about?" Rumble asked as the small dragon came put to him and Button Mash's table.

"Yeah. It looked like they were thanking you for saving their lives or something." Button Mash said to the dragon, the remark made Spike stiffen a bit because he wasn't wrong.

"Oh no, it's just I helped them a lot the other day. Now I guess they were just...showing their gratitude." Spike said while smiling nervously.

"Well it really had to be something then, huh." Rumble said while playfully ribbing Spike.

"So what are you guys doing now?" Spike asked as he saw Button Mash go through his Saddle Bag while he placed his cupcake down on the table as he sat down with the colts.

"Button just got done info dumping me on one of the many game series that he owns. He said it was 'The Legend of Celestia'...I think." Rumble stated half heartedly to the small dragon but Button Mash suddenly faced up from his Saddle Bag and stared at the pegasus colt.

"Rumble, it's the 'Chronicles Of The Sun Goddess'. It's one of the only game series that even has its own timelines!" Button Mash exclaimed as Spike was just trying to wrap her head around it but only one present thought.

'Of course SunButt has her own videogame.' Spike snidley thought before to his attention to the earthpony colt.

"So what's it about?" Spike asked Button Mash and he saw his eyes glow like he was waiting for Spike to answer that question but before he got the chance to say anything, Rumble cut in.

"To make a very long story -and complicated- story short. it's a love letter on multiple historical texts and multiple creative liberties on retelling on the Princess Celestia's rise to power." Rumble lazily simplified the explanation that Button Mash gave. Spike thought he would be ticked but Spike saw Button look at him with starry eyes.

"You did listen." Button Mash muttered loud enough for the two boys to hear with a big dopey grin on his face.

"Well I didn't say that I didn't listen." Rumble said with a grin which added onto Button's excitement. Spike laughed along with the two of them.

'This great. How did I not meet these guys before?' Spike thought happily to himself.

Spike and the colts talked on for hours about their interests and learned all about them. Both of the colts learned that he loved comic books and kind of teased him by saying he isn't bad at writing either and learned that Rumble seams like a great planner and Button Mash other than being a great gamer is a math genius. And then they just talked about on and on about anything that came to mind. Spike thought he wouldn't feel this with anypony else other than the CMC.

Spike's eyes then widened.

'The Girls!' Spike alarmingly thought before quickly looking to the bakeries nearby clock on the wall to see that-

'I'm late!' Spike thought, trying with every inch of his will power not to blurt it out but his worry became apparent when his friends looked his direction with a concerned look.

"Uh what's wrong, Spike?" Button Mash asked with worry.

"Is it something we said?" Rumble also asked questionably which drew Spike back from his existential crisis.

"Nononono." Spike rapidly replied in a panic, worried that the two colts got the wrong idea.

"I just lost track of time and I promised to meet some friends." Spike explained while smiling cheekily.

"Oh then it's okay that you've got somewhere to be. To be fair I probably should be going back to my training if I ever want to become a Wonderbolt." Rumble admitted.

"And I should probably get back to unpacking the rest of my stuff other than my video games." Button Mash also said with a guilty grin of his own.

"It was greeting getting to hang out with you guys." Spike said to the colts.

"Yeah, this was awesome. We should do this again." Button Mash proposed with an energetic smile.

'Yeah, totally. Thunderlane says that I should get out more instead of just for training." Rumble recalled with an eye roll.

"It's a deal." Spike proclaimed.

"Okay, I'll see you guys later then." Spike got up and hurried out of Sugercube Corner.

"Bye, Spike!" Button Mash said while he and Rumble waved the dragon goodbye.

"See ya later, dude." Rumble also called out.


Spike was now running towards Sweet Apple Acres to meet the CMC in their clubhouse, having been in this position of not wanting to confront rest of the Apple family - Mainly Applejack - Spike then processed to follow off the trail from the farms main gate and then jumped the fence and hurried over to meet his friends.

'Y'know I really should have checked to see if anypony was watching, the last thing I want is anypony accuse me of stealing from the Apple family, well ponies are oblivious sometimes...most of the time. At least that's one trait that I didn't pick u-' Spike's train of thought was cut off when he was tackled by Applejack's energetic pet collie as she endearingly licked his face.

"Okok Winona, cut it out. That tickles hahahaha." Spike uttered in between his chuckles which continued for a bit before Winona hopped off Spike's chest and wagged her tail. Spike slowly got up and turned towards the energetic collie.

"I missed you too." Spike said as he wiped the slobber off his face and then scratched behind her ears.

"*ruff*" Winona warmly barked in response.

"Winona! Where are ya girl?!" The both creature's heard the shout of the country mare as she was looking for her pet. Spike put on an alarmed gaze at the direction the shout came from and decided he spent too much time there before turning back to the collie.

"Um, okay Winona, I have to go see your owner's sister and her friends right now and I don't want to held off, but here's a little send off." Spike said as he picked up a nearby fallen apple and aimed it towards the Apple farm.

"Now go fetch!" Spike exclaimed before throwing the apple so it was air bound and the collie happily chased after the soaring apple, leaving the small dragon behind. Seeing his quickly put together idea work, he left towards his destination.


Spike soon arrived at the CMC's home base and started to walk up the ramp until he reached the door. When Spike answered he saw the Cutie Mark Crusaders working on...something? It looked like some pictures and unfinished notes that he couldn't properly see.

'Maybe it's for their newspaper their said they were working on.' Spike recalled to himself as he saw them still working.

They were so entrapped in their work that they didn't notice Spike walking in, but he noticed something seemed off them, and they were looking a little bit...down while working. Spike decided to work off his nerves and alerted them of his presence.

"Uh...Hey girls." Spike said nervously greeted the CMC. The three looked up from whatever they were working on and saw Spike standing there at the entrance.

"Oh. Hi Spike." Sweetie greeted him back, but to Spike it felt...soulless.

"What's up?" Scootaloo also greeted him, Spike still heard that despondent tone in her voice like when he heard Sweetie Belle.

"Howdy, Spike. How are ya?" Apple Bloom asked Spike, trying to force a small smile.

This bought out a sense of worry in the small dragon. He'd rarely ever see the CMC like this, other than when they failed to get their Cutie Marks, Spike didn't know what this was about but he was determined to figure out what.

"I'm fine. Are you guy's okay? What happened?" Spike asked in a small panic.

"What are you talking about? Nothing's wrong." Apple Bloom said trying to avoid the subject.

"Really? Because you guys sound like something unfortunate happened. Did somepony hurt you guys?" Spike asked with more worry now present in his voice.

"No! it's just..." Scootaloo trailed off, failing to have the confidence to finish her sentence.

"It's...complicated." Sweetie Belle said filling in for Scootaloo. Spike sighed to himself before going to the CMC and joining them on the floor.

"Look, you three don't have to talk about anything you don't want to but I know that whatever this thing is really bothering you and I just want to help anything anyway I can. So whenever you're ready to talk, I'm here." Spike said with a gentle smile.

The CMC looked at each other questioning weather to tell him but eventually they relented.

"Do you...remember our Gabby Gums paper that we have at School. Apple Bloom asked the dragon as he remembered when their first story got published and then he suddenly got a bad feeling but couldn't recall about what.

"Yeah. What about it?" Spike questioned still the fully grasping the situation as Scootaloo decided to speak up again.

"And you remember...Diamond Tiara?" Scootaloo asked Spike.

"...Oh great. What'd she do to you guys this time?" Spike asked with irritation. He fondly remembered the little princess who knows she's a bully to his friends and who fondly remembers her calling him an 'overgrown gecko', he also remembered that she was their editor in chie-...uh oh.

"It wasn't a secret that our last few issues have been a bit...much." Scootaloo said feebly.

"But she wasn't satisfied with anything else we give her sooo- " Apple Bloom started before Sweetie Belle cut here off and continued.

"So we decided to um...up the ante." Sweetie Belle explained while taking a step back for Spike to look at their notes.

Spike then slowly looked at what looked at what they were working on and was shocked by what he saw...well 'shocked' is more of an exaggeration but it was worrying to say the least for the trio.

'This feels...more than just upping the ante.' Spike thought to himself.

"Girls. Don't you all think that this has gone a little bit over the line." Spike admitted to the girls.

"Well what else are we supposed to do, Spike. We can't quit now." Sweetie Belle berated the dragon.

"We have to stick it out to get our Cutie Marks." Scootaloo professed with Apple Bloom reluctantly nodded in agreeance.

Spike needed to deal with this before it got worse, but to do that he needed to really dig deep.

"Listen you girls are some of the greatest fillies that this 'overgrown geckos' have ever have gotten to know and I don't need any mystical insight to know that whatever you guys will do for the rest of you're lives that you'll be great at it and you three know better than to play into Diamond Tiara's next plan for power. Ask youselves this question. 'Is this really what you want for you're destinies?'" Spike asked sincerely.

The CMC was shocked by Spike's speech just now. They just now realized what they were doing wasn't even worth it, especially for Diamond Tiara's sake.

Spike then felt the weight on him as the CMC rushed to hug him tightly.

'Well I'm glad that worked.' Spike thought thankfully.

"We're so sorry Spike!" Sweetie Belle cried out to the drake.

"We didn't mean to so lost in this stupid paper." Scootaloo tried to explain to him as they separated from the hug.

"Oh come on, There's no need for that. We're friends it's just in our job descriptions." Spike honestly said with smile with was reflected by the three fillies.

"Well then. Thank you for being our friend." Apple Bloom said.

"Our coolest friend!" Scootaloo added on which made the dragon blush and averted his eyes.

"Oh you guys really know how to flatter a dragon." Spike said bashfully as the fillies giggles at his reaction.

"Well getting back on track, I think we know how to fix this mess. If you catch my drift girls." Sweetie Belle said with a smug smile as the rest of the CMC got what she was thinking and shared the same smug smile.

"Hahaha you're so evil Sweetie Belle and I love it." Scootaloo responded with the unicorn filly with Apple Bloom gathering all of their notes from off the ground put it in the saddlebag and it on.

"Let's go girls. We'll see you later, Spike!" Apple Bloom said as she and the rest of the CMC raced out the leaving Spike alone in the clubhouse.

"Well I think that went well?" Spike said to himself.

"Well I really should get back to the lab." Spike said as he headed out the clubhouse.


๐”‘๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ณ๐”ข ๐”ฃ๐”ž๐”ฉ๐”ฉ๐”ข๐”ซ ๐”ฒ๐”ญ๐”ฌ๐”ซ โ„ญ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ฑ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐” ๐”ž๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ด๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ฎ๐”ฒ๐”ฆ๐”ข๐”ฑ ๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ค๐”ฒ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก๐”ฐ ๐”ด๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ถ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž, ๐”Ÿ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ ๐”ฒ๐”ซ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ช ๐”ž ๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ถ ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ญ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ๐”ญ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ค๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ด๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”ž ๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ช๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ต ๐”ด๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ฐ๐”ซ๐”ข๐”ž๐”จ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐” ๐”ž๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ณ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ถ ๐”ฎ๐”ฒ๐”ฆ๐”ข๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ถ.

โ„‘๐”ฑ ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”จ ๐”ž๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ ๐”ฑ๐”ด๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ถ ๐”ช๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ฐ ๐”Ÿ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ด๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ข; ๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”–๐” ๐”ฒ๐”ฉ๐”ญ๐”ฑ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”Š๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ฐ.

๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ค๐”ฒ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก๐”ฐ ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก๐”ฉ๐”ถ ๐”ค๐”ฒ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ญ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ ๐”ด๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ ๐”ฃ๐”ž๐”ฏ ๐”ž๐”ด๐”ž๐”ถ ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ถ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ฃ๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ช ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ฐ๐”ฆ๐”ก๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐” ๐”ž๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข.

๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ค๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ๐”ญ๐”ญ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ก๐”ฌ๐”ด๐”ซ ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ช๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ต.

๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ค๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ฉ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”จ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ ๐”ช๐”ž๐”จ๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ซ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฃ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ค๐”ฒ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ก๐”ฐ ๐”ด๐”ข๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ฐ๐”ฆ๐”ก๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”ฌ ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฑ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”จ ๐”ž ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ข๐”ญ ๐”Ÿ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ญ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ ๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ฌ๐”ช ๐”Ÿ๐”ฌ๐”ต, ๐”ฑ๐”ž๐”จ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ž ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ข๐”ญ ๐”Ÿ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ก ๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ๐”ข๐”ก ๐”ฐ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค.

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โ™ช๐“•๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ข๐“ธ ๐“’๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ญโ™ช

โ™ช๐“˜'๐“ต๐“ต ๐“‘๐“ฎ ๐“ฆ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ก๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ ๐“—๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“•๐“ธ๐“ป ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“ฃ๐“ฒ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐““๐“ช๐”‚ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ'๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“—๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎโ™ช

โ™ช๐“’๐“ช๐“ป๐“ป๐”‚ ๐“ž๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ท, ๐“–๐“ฒ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“œ๐“ฎ ๐“๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ข๐“ฝ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ ๐“˜ ๐“๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ญโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ฃ๐“ธ ๐“’๐“ช๐“ป๐“ป๐”‚ ๐“ž๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ทโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ข๐“ธ ๐“›๐“ฎ๐“ฝ ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ ๐“–๐“พ๐“ฒ๐“ญ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ป ๐“ฆ๐“ช๐”‚, ๐“จ๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ฑโ™ช

โ™ช๐“—๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ญ ๐“”๐“ฟ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐”‚ ๐“œ๐“ฎ๐“ถ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚ ๐“๐“ผ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“–๐“ธโ™ช

โ™ช๐“๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“”๐“ฟ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐”‚ ๐“ก๐“ธ๐“ช๐“ญ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“ฃ๐“ช๐“ด๐“ฎ ๐“ฆ๐“ฒ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“๐“ต๐”€๐“ช๐”‚๐“ผ ๐“›๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ญ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“—๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎโ™ช

โ™ช๐“˜๐“ฝ'๐“ผ ๐“‘๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“ ๐“›๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐““๐“ช๐”‚ ๐“ฆ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“œ๐”‚ ๐“•๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ญโ™ช

โ™ช๐“๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“˜'๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฃ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ต๐“ต ๐“๐“ซ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐“˜๐“ฝ ๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“˜ ๐“ข๐“ฎ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ทโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ฆ๐“ฎ'๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“’๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ ๐“ ๐“›๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฆ๐“ช๐“ช๐”‚ ๐“•๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ถ ๐“ฆ๐“ฎ ๐“‘๐“ฎ๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ทโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ž๐“ฑ ๐“˜'๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฃ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ต๐“ต ๐“๐“ซ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐“˜๐“ฝ ๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“˜ ๐“ข๐“ฎ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ทโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“˜ ๐“ข๐“ฎ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ช๐“ช๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ทโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ž๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ฑ ๐”‚๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ฑ ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ฑโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“˜ ๐“ข๐“ฎ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ท, ๐“ข๐“ฎ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ช๐“ช๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ทโ™ช

โ™ช๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“˜ ๐“ข๐“ฎ๐“ฎ ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ ๐“๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ทโ™ช

๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฉ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ฏ๐”ž๐”ค๐”ฌ๐”ซ ๐”ฐ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฑ ๐”ฌ๐”ฒ๐”ฑ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ž๐”ฑ ๐”ซ๐”ฆ๐”ค๐”ฅ๐”ฑ ๐”ด๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ฉ๐”ถ ๐”ฑ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”ฑ๐”ž๐”ฑ๐”ฒ๐”ข๐”ฐ ๐”ž๐”ฐ ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ ๐”ž๐”ฒ๐”ก๐”ฆ๐”ข๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข.

๐”…๐”ฒ๐”ฑ ๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ฆ๐”ก๐”ซ'๐”ฑ ๐” ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ข

โ„Œ๐”ข ๐”ง๐”ฒ๐”ฐ๐”ฑ ๐”ฐ๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ค

๐”–๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ค ๐”—๐”ฌ ๐”„๐”ซ ๐”ˆ๐”ช๐”ญ๐”ฑ๐”ถ ๐”„๐”ฒ๐”ก๐”ฆ๐”ข๐”ซ๐” ๐”ข


"Agh" Spike woke up in cold sweat to see that he wasn't even on his bed.

He fell asleep on the the labs work desk while working on his web shooters. Spike looked around to see Owlicious sleeping on his perch next to him and saw that it was at least 4 in morning and then turned back to the desk and sighed.

'That memory. I haven't remembered that in a long time.' Spike recollected to himself.

'And I used to love performing.' An out of the thought came to Spike in a rush but shook it off. He looked towards the nightstand with a clock and said that it was rather early but then remembered something.

"The Dragon Migration...right. I can't believe that I spent this long on this desk and I'm no where near close to this thing." Spike said tiredly as he got up.

"I should maybe get those desserts ready while I'm up." Spike said as he went upstairs to the kitchen.


๐’ฎ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐’ฏ๐’พ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐ฟ๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡

Now Spike was now in a trench with the Main 6 waiting for the dragons to pass them by.

โ€œAhoy, Mateys! Dragons Ho!โ€ Pinkie quietly called out as the wave of dragons came rolling in, it was an amazing sight to see especially for Spike, he saw multiple dragons, big and small, ones with wings and ones without, he even saw multiple dragons carrying what looks like supplies, big ones too.

โ€œOoh!โ€

โ€œAahโ€

Spike was broken out of his thoughts by the Main 6 awwing at the scene above them.

โ€œAmazing!โ€ He heard Twilight say in response to a dragon doing a barrel roll but Rainbow Dash just blew a raspberry at the trick.

โ€œPretty lame move. Is that all they got?โ€ Rainbow Dash said unimpressed before a dragon knocked into another one and let a roar of flames near the trench while most of the Main 6 took cover with only Rainbow Dash face getting slightly singed, Spike smiled at this.

'Thatโ€™ll shut her up.โ€™ Spike thought in jubilance and it seems like Spike wasnโ€™t the only one taking joy in this.

โ€œWhat do you think of that move, Rainbow Dash? Still think theyโ€™re lame?โ€ Applejack asked with her own cheeky grin to Rainbow whose face seemed startled along with singed.

โ€œUh, not so much. The word โ€˜fierceโ€™ comes to mind.โ€ Rainbow Dash said still a bit terrified, which was still a sight to see for Spike.

โ€œAnd โ€˜Formidableโ€™.โ€ Rarity added her own adjective to the mix.

โ€œAnd โ€˜Super-Duper Scaryโ€™.โ€ Pinkie Pie said while cowering in fear while holding her hoof up. Noticing her signal, Spike handed her a cupcake to which she instantly perked up.

โ€œWell, it makes you rethink the phrase โ€˜force to be reckoned withโ€™, huh. Especially if you are one of their kind after all.โ€ Spike said, putting in his two cents into the conversation and then handed a cookie to Applejack, all while staring at the dragons still flying above them until his attention was pulled back to Rainbow Dash as she burst out laughing and he just realized that she was laughing at him.

โ€œYeah, Right, Spike! That look really is a force to be reckoned with! โ€ Rainbow Dash said before bursting into laughter again, this time with Applejack and Pinkie Pie joining in his mocking.

Spike was a little confused by this until looked down and saw that he was wearing a bright pink apron with a heart on it.

โ€˜Wow. I completely forgot I put this on.โ€™ Spike thought to himself before refocusing on the pegasus mare.

โ€œYeah, so?โ€ Spike asked plainly not caring about her point behind.

"A lame look for the lamest dragon!" Rainbow said while still laughing. Now Spike was offended.

โ€œYou leave him alone, Rainbow Dash. Spikeโ€™s style is unique.โ€ Rarity stated, which kind of left Spike a little surprised, he was going to thank her untilโ€ฆ

โ€œHe doesnโ€™t have to look like other dragons.โ€ Rarity concluded that this comment made Spike take back his praise.

โ€œOr act like them.โ€ Twilight decided to add on, which didnโ€™t help things.

โ€œMy Little Spike-Wikey is perfect the way he is.โ€ Rarity said while flicking his head spikes. It was more than said that Spike was a bit more angry by what was being insinuated.

โ€œI donโ€™t act like other dragons, huh.โ€ Spike asked while folding his arms with an obviously annoyed tone.

โ€œOh, not even close.โ€ Pinkie Pie jumping in to answer his question but not getting his mood.

โ€œBut why would you want to, Spike?โ€ Applejack asked clueless.

โ€œYes. Youโ€™ve got something those dreadfully fierce dragons can only dream of.โ€ Rarity said towards the drake in question.

โ€œAnd whatโ€™s that?โ€ Spike asked with his brow raised but was unable to see what she was about to do.

โ€œYour cutest, whittle chubby cheeks. Ooh!โ€ Rarity cooed while she grabbed Spikeโ€™s cheeks to which he fully responded with.

โ€œOkok enough.โ€ Spike declared while getting Rarityโ€™s hooves off his face as he took a step back.

โ€œSpike-Wikey? Whatโ€™s wrong?โ€ Rarity asked worryingly as she and rest of the girls looked at him.

โ€œYou canโ€™t just do that to a creature, Rarity. Itโ€™s not endearing, it's just weird.โ€ Spike said towards the white unicorn.

โ€œCome on, Spike. Itโ€™s just a little jesting.โ€ Twilight tried to settle the little dragon.

A bunch of memories once again slip through to Spike as he was always rendered the bad guys no matter who was on the receiving end.

Spike opened his eyes and a vengeful look was shown in them and he wanted to release hellโ€ฆbut.

โ€œIt looks like Iโ€™m not welcome anymore. Iโ€™ll just take my leave.โ€ Spike said bitterly to the girls.

โ€œSpikey wait!โ€ Rarity tried to stop Spike but he ignored her while the rest of the girls looked upon with worried expressions.


Author's Note

Hey bronies and other alike, it's been a while hasn't.:twilightsheepish:

And it took me this long to update with everything going on.

I'm not here to reiterate what I said in my blog post but you all derserve to know that I'm planning on abandoning anything and only strive to get better so thank you all for the support.

and also

WE"VE HIT 1.1K VIEWS!!!!!:pinkiehappy:

I never thought It'd get here if not for all of you sooo THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.

But just one note some of the series I'm not really sure about for some of Mlp's important moments so if you all have any ideas. PM me please (Always love meeting more people)

So once again thank you all for everything and I'll see you on the flipside.

BYYYYYYEEEEEE.