Spike and the girls

Spike had never really thought about how many mostly female friends he had. Until recently he had been indifferent to the looks of his ponyhuman friends, but now that he was back among them, he couldn't help but notice every attractive detail of each one.

Rainbow was by far the most athletic of them. She wore a white jacket over her black top that only reached her belly button. She probably had the smallest breasts of all, but the tight shorts shaped her ass into a little firm feast for the eyes as her rainbow-colored tail swung from side to side.

Applejack, on the other hand, was stronger. She was practically the picture of a country beauty, with her long blonde hair and tanned orange skin. She had one of her big brother's open shirts knotted under her breasts, giving her a deep neckline, and seductive apple cheeks bulged in her jeans.

Pinkie Pie was, in a word, voluminous. It started with her puffy pink hair, which was reminiscent of cotton candy. Her voluptuous stem bounced up and down under a light blue T-shirt as she hopped along, but even more dangerous was the yellow short frilly skirt she wore underneath, which, through her sweeping movements, kept teasing Spike with perhaps a quick glimpse of her panties catch.

Fluttershy had been practically blessed by nature, with a slender, almost petite frame, endowed with a veil of long, straight pink hair that reached to the beginning of the green skirt that hung around her hips and two massive mounds that hung beneath her sleeveless Turtleneck shirt grew out.

Starlight stood out from the others with her slightly daring style, with boots, ripped jeans and a vest over her shirt. She had neither too much nor too little on her body, neither the biggest breasts nor the firmest butt. She boasted a figure that could only be described as adorably poised. Everything was in its place without distracting attention from the rest of her. And that swing of her hips! Haleluja!

The Cutiemark Crusaders were nothing to sneeze at either. They were still children, but even Spike could see the first curves growing on their bodies. Soon they would be true beauties.

Twilight...
No, not Twilight!

Spike shook his head to clear those thoughts from his mind.

What did he think of? How could he think that way about his friends! What was wrong with him?

The sight of his girlfriends had never irritated him so much, he had never felt this strange feeling in his stomach and his heart had never fluttered so much at the mere thought of touching one of them in certain places. His palms began to sweat and he swallowed hard. Spike knew where these low thoughts came from.

Although he had always been chained to Ember, he had spent a lot of time with other dragon kits who were a little older than him. This band had opened a door of thought in his brain that had previously been closed and unnoticed inside him and had given him ideas and thoughts that he would never have dreamed of.

They had made their rough jokes about who they would do it with and how they would do it, seeing it as their duty to introduce the ignorant Spike to the art of contemplating a girl's beauty to the fullest and to what features of the body he could had to attach particular importance.

Only once had Ember more or less participated in these conversations. The question arose as to why Spike, who was with Ember at all times, day and night, didn't try anything with her. Spike had answered, and it was true, that she always kicked him away when he came too close to her in his sleep, whether in an innocent attempt at a cuddle or by accident in his deep sleep.

One of the dragon kits had been bragging about what he would do in Spike's place and, unfortunately, had been a little too loud. Ember had slammed it unsharpened into the ground.

After that, Spike had made sure to stay on his side of the bed at all times.

But that door in his head had never closed completely again, but was only left ajar, ready to spring open at every opportunity, no matter how small, and now there seemed to be a flame burning behind it that just didn't want to go out, but only kept getting bigger and hotter.

Okay, maybe that sort of thing was normal when he looked at the others. But not with Twilight!

He loved her just as much as Rarity, just in a different way. He would never allow himself to have such base and dirty thoughts about her. Even though she was a beauty, her hair shimmered in the light, her body was full of gentle curves, and Spike was just tall enough to fit his head between her legs...
Not again!

Spike shook his head vigorously again.

"Is everything okay, Spike?" Rarity asked, still holding his hand.
Spike was sure that his ideas could be read from his face and preferred to look down at his shoes.
"It's okay," he murmured, his blood turning his face red.
Rainbow nudged Applejack and whispered. "He's probably excited to hold hands for the first time."

Applejack grinned widely and leaned towards him with her hands clasped behind her back. "He's already blushing."

“Not true!” Spike said indignantly. He was tempted to pull his hand out of Rarity's grip, but she simply tightened her fingers around his.
"Just don't listen to them, Spike," she said with a superior look on her face. "They're both just jealous."

Twilight turned to them. Spike was the only one who didn't notice how her eyes narrowed a bit at the sight of his hand in Rarity's hand, but the others did.

"I think," she said, a certain coolness in her voice, "Spike is perfectly capable of walking without your help, Rarity."
"Oh, love." Rarity met Twilight's gaze and her smile was just as cold. "I don't mind at all."

"But Spike is no longer a child who needs to be held by the hand all the time." It was clear that Twilight would not tolerate any contradiction.

"But I'm sure," Rarity said, pulling Spike a little closer to her, "that Spike won't have a problem with it."

They had stopped. Rarity and Twilight were smiling, but sparks seemed to fly between them.

"Great job, you two," Starlight murmured to Applejack and Rainbow Dash, who rubbed their heads in embarrassment.

Spike had no idea what was going on, but his friends were definitely acting extremely strange. He had never experienced such tension between the two of them.

Everyone in the group suddenly felt like they were standing in the middle of an icy snowstorm.

"So it's not so bad if Rarity takes him by the hand," Fluttershy spoke up hesitantly, earning an angry look from Twilight that silenced her.

"But he's really not a little kid anymore," Applejack said, and Rainbow Dash added, "We don't want people to get the wrong impression." The two of them shot there mouths by Rarity's sharp look.

Spike wondered what that meant, but Pinkie Pie was already jumping around him.

"I want to hold Spike's hand too," she cheered, grabbing Spike's arm. "Oh wow! He's really got some muscles," she exclaimed and began to feel him up carefully.

"Stop it, Pinkie!" hissed Twilight and Rarity and Pinkie jumped back in shock.

"Um, well..." Spike said, Twilight and Rarity's eyes suddenly digging into him. "Um, well..."

He just didn't know what to say. The two ponygirls' stares practically pinned him down.

Luckily, at that moment, Sweetie Belle appeared at Spike's side and tugged on his sleeve.

"Spike, come with me. We have to show you something." She pulled him along and Spike's hand slipped out of Rarity's.

"Spike!"
"I'll be right back," Spike said, stumbling after Sweetie Belle, who walked briskly toward Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, who were waiting for them at an apple cart. "Thank you," he whispered to Sweetie Belle. “I think you just saved my life.”

"Hey Spike," Apple Bloom called, loud enough for the entire street to hear. "Try one of these apples. I bet they didn't exist in Dragon Land." Without hesitation, AJ's little sister rammed an apple between his teeth, cutting off his oxygen supply.

“What's that now?” asked Spike, choking on the apple.

“Psst!” said Scootaloo. “Just play along.”

“And look at these,” Apple Bloom said loudly again, picking up a few more in her hands. “I kicked them out of the tree myself.”

"Hng!" Spike just couldn't get that stupid apple out of his mouth. He doubled over trying to pull it out and hit his chest"

“Uh-oh. I think that was too much," said Apple Bloom, turning pale.

"He's going to suffocate," Sweetie Belle gasped in shock.

"Guys, the others are watching," Scootaloo warned.

Spike was turned to face the car, where he braced himself with one hand and tried to free the apple from his jaw with the other.

"Act naturally," he heard Scootaloo's voice over the noise in his head.

He gasped, or at least he tried to.

"He's already blue!" Sweetie Belle tried to hold him upright.

"Oh yes, Spike," Apple Bloom called again to the others. “There was something else we wanted to show you.”

"Really? What?" Scootaloo asked irritably and received a meaningful kick from Sweetie Belle. "OW! Oh yes! The thing!” she then chimed in. "The thing that is not here, but somewhere else. This one thing, yes!”

They grabbed Spike, who was hanging half-dead around their shoulders, and dragged him along.

"We'll be right back!" Apple Bloom called out to the others.

They dropped Spike to his knees behind a row of stacked boxes and sheer panic spread among them like excited chickens.

“His eyes are already bulging!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed.

“That was way too much, Applebloom!” said Scootaloo reproachfully.

"What do we do now?"

"Krrrrrg!" said Spike.

Suddenly he was pulled back to his feet by Sweetie Belle. »Grab him! “Hold him!” she ordered her friends. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo wrapped their arms around Spike while Sweetie Belle reached for the apple in Spike's mouth and braced a foot against his shoulder.

“And now---PULL!”

Sweetie Belle ripped and the other two pulled and with a loud pop the apple finally slipped out of Spike's mouth, the dragon boy and the two pony girls fell backwards onto the ground while Sweetie Belle held the apple raised high in her hand.

“Is everything okay, Spike?” She knelt next to him, worried.

Spike gasped for air. "Than...thank you," he managed. “Are you crying?”

"No. Nonsense,” said Sweetie Belle, wiping her wet eyes with her sleeve. "I was just scared, that's all."

As Spike tried to sit up, panting, she pushed him back with her hands on his shoulders. “Slow down,” she warned. "Take a deep breath first."

"I'm the one who needs to breathe," Apple Bloom whined under Spike.

"You can now stop staring deeply into each other's eyes and finally get off us," said Scootaloo, who was buried under Apple Bloom and Spike.

"We don't look deeply into each other's eyes," Sweetie Belle objected forcefully and helped Spike stand up.

"No, of course not."

“Scootaloo!”

Spike didn't pay any attention to them, but carefully looked around the boxes. Twilight and Rarity stood far apart while the others tried to speak to them in hushed tones.

“What’s wrong with them?” Spike wondered aloud.

Apple Bloom leaned on his shoulders and also glanced around the box.

“We don’t know,” she whispered, as if she were afraid she could be heard. "But it's been going on for a long time."

“They seem to be having an argument.”

"It looks like it."

“Why?” Spike asked, confused.

"We don't know," Apple Bloom admitted angrily. “Nobody tells us anything.”

"Rainbow Dash says they don't all get together anymore. Only if one of the other two isn't there," Scootaloo noted, crouching down next to Spike.

"The last time Rarity and Twilight were together, they had a big fight," said Sweetie Belle, standing between her friends. "That was in the boutique. I was upstairs but couldn't understand what they were saying. Rarity ended up throwing Twilight out and slamming the door.”

"This is bad," Spike muttered. This was really not how he had imagined his return home. As soon as he got home, he discovered that the two girls he loved most were at odds. Maybe this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't gone to Ember...

"Don't worry about it," Sweetie Belle said encouragingly, noticing Spike's indignant face. "They'll get along again. You know, elements of friendship and all that stuff.”

“Yeah, exactly.” Apple Bloom squeezed his shoulders. "If you want, we can try to find out what happened."

“That sounds great,” Scootaloo said. "The Cutiemark Crusaders in an undercover investigation."

"What do you say to that, Spike?" Sweetie Belle asked and everyone moved closer to the dragon boy.

Spike realized at that moment how close these girls were to him. They pushed him against the box and probably wouldn't let him go until he gave them an answer they liked. All three looked at him expectantly with their big, beautiful eyes and his inner flame spoke up again.

“Say it,” Apple Bloom demanded and moved closer.

"Yes, say it," Scootaloo insisted taking a step at him.

“Please, Spike,” Sweetie Belle begged and closed the tight semicircle they formed around him. "We'll do anything for you." Their faces were only centimeters away from hi and Spike realised, there was no way out for him.

"Um...okay," Spike said, pressed close to the crate.

Then something suddenly flashed from the corner of his eye. Spike, who had experienced unexpected bursts of fire during his visit to Dragon Land, wrapped his arms around the heads of the Cutie Mark Crusaders and pulled them to the ground with him before he could shout down.

But, there was no Fire.

“Am I interrupting you?” a voice suddenly asked and all four turned their heads to the side.

With slightly red cheeks, Starlight unexpectedly stood next to them and looked at them with an slightly embarrassed smile.

Spike's heart had been beating so loudly that he hadn't even heard her teleport to them.

He immediately understood that this situation had to give a false impression. He was lying half on the floor and had three pony girls' heads under his arms, which he had actually wanted to press against his body for protection. Instead he pushed their faces into his own lap

You could only have misunderstood that! And by the look on Starlight's face, she did.

"It's not what it looks like!" he blurted out immediately.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle jumped up, exchanged a quick look with each other and could only stare at the floor in embarrassment, only Scootaloo was taken aback.

“What does it look like?” she asked.

"Don't ask," said the two red-faced Cutie Mark Crusaders, pulling Scootaloo to his feet.

Starlight looked from one to the other, a mixture of confusion and embarrassment evident in her attempt at a smile. Shaking her head, she came back to her senses and said, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... well, I didn't think that all three of you would... I'll just go and pretend that's all never happened. Excuse me.”
She turned around.

"Wait, Starlight," Spike called after her desperately. "It's not what you think! We just-"

Starlight put her hands over her ears and said loudly, “Lalala! I can't hear anything! I have not seen anything!"

“Starlight!” Spike pleaded, grabbing her wrist. “Please just listen for a moment!”

"We were just offering our services to Spike," Sweetie Belle quickly explained.

"Your services?" Starlight repeated.

"Don't say it like that," Spike snapped.

Apple Bloom nodded vigorously. "Yes, he really, really needs it!"

"He needs it?" There was disbelief in Starlight's voice.

“Guys, seriously. That's not helpful!" Spike whined.

"We will do everything for him too!" Scootaloo's look was one of absolute determination. "Absolutely everything!"

"Do anything for him?" Starlight's voice was thin with shock.

“You know what, I give up!” Resigned, Spike let go of Starlight.

"Spike." Starlight was pale and her face seemed unable to decide which of the seemingly thousand emotions it should express. It chose a grimace that was somewhere between dismay, indignation and approaching brain death.
"I didn't know you were so mature. I must have missed that,” she added with a twitching eye.

"Am I the only one who doesn't understand what she means?" asked Scootaloo, while everyone else's face blushed.

Starlight murmured, "Maybe it's not so far-fetched that Twilight and Rarity..."

Spike immediately listened up.

"Starlight, do you know what's going on with Rarity and Twilight?" he asked.

Starlight bit her lip, as if something had slipped out that she shouldn't have said.

The little dragon boy clawed his fingers into the hem of Starlight's shirt. “If you know anything, please tell me!”

There was probably enough desperation in his voice because Starlight's expression softened and she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. She seemed to just discard the previous scene like a bad idea.

"All I know is that you should go to them quickly," she said encouragingly. "Now that you're back, the two of them will get along again. They're having a little argument, it's best to just ignore it. Don't interfere. You have nothing to do with it, okay?”

Well, that was clear. He had been away the whole time, so how could he have anything to do with a fight between the two of them? He just trusted that she was right.

"Okay," he said.