Persona

The light from the rising sun beamed down onto Twilight signaling that it was time to begin the day’s chores. “Spike, I don’t mean to sound rude but I didn’t realize how long we have been up. We need to hurry and get started or you may be late for your date with Rarity this afternoon.” The Violet mare had already pulled three different books off of the shelves before she could even finish her sentence. The mention of Rarity’s name was more than enough to lift the young dragon’s attitude and heart.

In a matter of seconds Spike had stashed away his mini hoard of gems and minerals before rushing head first into his chores. Cleaning, organizing, and whatever else Twilight willed Spike to do at her whim. As the morning went on it remained uneventful for the mare and the dragon with the exception of a few spell mishaps that turned spike multiple rainbow colors. Finally noon had arrived and the young dragon was putting away last of Twilight’s books when a knock on the door caught Twilight and Spikes attention.

“Spike, I’ll get it.” Twilight said, unbelievable to Spike that she was pulling away from her book to do something else; even if it was to simply answer the door. Twilight opened the library door revealing grey fashionista with a distraught look on her face. “Oh, hello Twilight dear I’m so glad it was you who answered the door. I really must speak with you before I take my little Spikey-wikey out on this picnic.” Rarity said, stepping back while signaling Twilight to follow and close the door behind her.

“Rarity is something the matter?” The Violet mare quickly closed the door before spike could learn who it was that she was talking with. After which Twilight moved closer to Rarity who she could tell was hesitant to continue.

“Twilight dear, I don’t think I can go through with this. I know we both had come to an agreement it was best for me to let Spike-wikey down sooner than later, before his feelings truly are hurt. I’ve even consulted in you about my feelings for him, but I don’t think I can do this. I have never had any trouble turn down a stallion or two in the past, but every time I think of my Spikey-wikey; I just don’t know anymore.” The look Rarity’s face grew from distraught to despair as she imagined the how hurt Spike would be after their picnic.

“Rarity calm down! If it this is getting to you so much than don’t do it; instead just have a lovely picnic in the park.” Twilight replied hoping to avoid another one of Rarity’s overdramatic moments. “Rarity, you have grown closer to Spike than you tend to let on sometimes, and closer than he seems to realize. I only suggested you do this before something happen that will truly hurt one of you, and if this very idea is eating away at you that badly than simply talk to him. You never know what might happen if you simple listen to Spike.”

Twilight gave Rarity a reassuring smile before the two entered to the library. Spike met the two mares at the door; his eyes lit up at the sight of the White mare. “Hey, Rarity I didn’t expect to see you here. I thought we were meeting at the park…that is not to say I’m not glad to see you here.” Spike did his best to not let a large grin appear on his face, but it was obvious to both the mares that he was failing at it.

“Well you see darling that was the plan at first, but then I thought it would be more charming if we were to walk there together. Alas, I have seemed to forgotten our picnic basket, would you care to join me on the walk back to my boutique Spike?” Rarity’s voice seemed to hold an alluring touch to Spike which made his reply a near instantaneous yes. With a finally farewell to their Violet friend, the Drake and White mare were on their way back to the boutique.

The conversation between Spike and Rarity was a mixture of both idle chatter and random flirtation from both sides. While cutting through the market place Spike froze in his tracks as he noticed there was another drake standing no more the ten feet away from Sugarcube Corner. The dragon in height was no taller than Celestia herself, and its scale were as black as the abyss. The drake’s pupils were bloodshot red which looked as if they were staring into Spike’s very soul.

A feeling of fear started to grow inside of Spike, a similar fear that was once brought to him by the dream he had pushed to the back of his head. “Spike-wikey, darling what is wrong? “ Rarity had called out; she was standing several feet ahead of Spike looking down to him. Spike looked from the dragon to Rarity, and family at his surroundings. To his surprise not a single pony paid the drake a mind; it was as if he wasn’t even there.

“Spikey-wikey?” Rarity said once again, but Spike’s attention went back to the Black scaled drake which simply gave spike grin that sent shivers down his spines just before vanishing as a pony passed between it and spike. “Darling, what is it do tell me!” Rarity was now stepping closer to Spike, with worry nothing less than evident on her face. “I..it is nothing Rarity, maybe I’ve just been working too hard and it is finally getting to me.” Spike gave the fashionista one of the biggest smiles he could before he started to flex in order to quell any worry the mare had.

The rest of the walk to the boutique and park was as uneventful as the walk originally began. At the park Spike and Rarity agreed to have their picnic in a more isolated part so they could enjoy their picnic without having too many wondering eyes go in their direction. After all it was no secret that Spike liked Rarity, and neither was it a secret that the While mare was looking for her prince charming. Everything about their current situation screamed date, and while the ponies of Ponyville may seem to be of very open minds; a dragon and a pony couple was something none of them even imagine could be possible.

Rarity walked around surveying the area looking for exactly the right spot to lay out their blanket. The drake watched the mare move around finding little things wrong with each spot, but he paid little mind to that. The dragon’s eyes seemed transfixed with the way Rarity’s hip swayed back and forth as she walked. His eyes followed the pony’s movement and form; seeing curves in the mare he was fixated with that he had never noticed before. “Spikey Wikey dear, what are you doing?”

Rarity called out to the drake breaking his transfixion with her hips and curves, and now creating a red blush on his face from embarrassment. “Well, umm you see…I…” Spike could not come up with a worthwhile excuse as to why he was staring at the mare. “Spike come sit down, you’ve just been standing there for ten minutes dear.” Rarity was patting on the blanket by her side signaling for him to sit. “Ten minutes, but you were just moving everywhere looking for a spot to set up at?” Spike stated as he moved into place noticing that she had also unpacked the picnic basket and set everything on the blanket in a neat design.

Everything was arranged in a way that seemed to draw Spikes attention to it even more than it shoul. Spike continues to study the layout of the food and gems on the page before looking to Rarity. “The Golden mean!” Spike said out of nowhere catching Rarity by surprise.

“Spikey wikey, you know the golden mean?” Rarity asked using her magic to pick up a ruby from a bowl that was half the size of the picnic basket itself; in which she proceeded to feed to him before you could answer.

“In mathematics and the arts, two quantities are in the golden ratio if the ratio of the sum of the quantities to the larger quantity is equal to the ratio of the larger quantity to the smaller one. To a visual artist and designer the golden mean is known as the Divine or Golden proportions, and any work that is built off of it is believed to be more. You have the bowl of rubies sitting right there in front of us, and right next to it are fours sandwiches in two stacks of twos. It could just be me, but the combined width of those two rows of sandwiches seems to be equal to that of the bowl. Now just above the sandwiches you have…. Well you get my point, and just to toss this out there; the bowl is a tinted green. Which as you know green is the complement to red, and is making these rubies stand out as well as making them looked much more delectable to me.”

Spike reached into the bowl for another ruby while Rarity simply looked back and forth between the layout of the Picnic and Spike. The mare didn’t know what to be more astonished by; the fact that the little dragon who was supposed to be a baby knew what he did, or the fact that from what she could tell he was right. “Spike, where did you learn all this? Did Princess Celestia or Twilight teach you that? I must say I am quite impressed; I mean I study and use the golden mean a lot when it comes to the design, but I never really stopped to look out how it affected me outside of my art.”

Spike stopped right before the ruby could even enter his mouth. How did I know that; did I over hear Twilight studying? No, I don’t pay her much mind when she goes into a studying frenzy. Everything Princess Celestia taught me was things to assist Twilight; like cooking and cleaning. The drake’s mouth was slowly closing during his thoughts; even to the point he didn’t realize that the Violet maned mare was scooting closer to him.

Spikes gaze was now caught in the ruby he had in his hand, but what he saw shocked the drake. Inside of the gem was the same Black drake from earlier, or better yet its head. The Black drake had a heinous grin on its face which caused spike heart slow down to nearly a single pump a second. “Spike………” A voice said inside of the drakes head as the Violet maned mare slowly leaned in closer. “Spike…..we’re coming to play.” The voice continued right as Rarity’s lips landed on his cheek.

“Darling that is for giving me such a wonderful picnic; even though we did more talking than eating.” Rarity said as she stood up and began to pack the uneaten sandwiches and gems; and also hide the blush on her face. Breaking dual layered shock to realize the park was dark, and the last bit of the sun was sinking into the horizon. Spike attention turned to Rarity who had finished packing on the food in the basket and then levitated it in front of Spike. “I want you to take it dear; you can eat it later on tomorrow for breakfast or dinner, and please give Twilight the sandwiches if you do not like them.” Spike to the basket into his claw before looking back down at the ruby which looked like an ordinary ruby once again.

“T…thank you Rarity and I had a great time just being around you. Would you like for me to walk you back to your boutique?” Spike dropped the ruby into the basket before looking to Rarity once again.

“No darling, you had back to the Library as quick as possible; you know how twilight gets which you’re out late. I’m going to sit out here a little while longer and watch beautiful moon rise. I have something I need to think about anyways, and being in the boutique will more than likely put my mind to my work.” The White mare laid herself back down on the blanket smiling at the young dragon before turning her attention to the stars. Spike hesitated to leave; not wanting to just leave her alone in the park, but her smile reassured him that it would be OK.