Dear Princess Celestia

"Spike. Stop making this so difficult! Just eat the food and try to get better, I cannot keep holding you in that cage! It's...Horrible, you don't deserve that when I can find a way to cure you!" Spike mimicked with his voice sounding like some kind of replication being done through magical communication, Twilight rubbed her temples with her hooves to try and ease the already approaching headache from Spike's continued attempts to replicate her voice, "Spike. Stop it. I can't help you if you won't stop." Twilight groaned out as she turned to glare at the baby dragon, Spike was just sitting within his cage with the bars still slowly crumbling despite Twilight never noticing as Spike's fingers slowly moved towards one another.

"Spike. You've got to eat. I can't get you healthy again if you won't eat." The baby dragon whispered in yet another horrible attempt to replicate Twilight's voice, Twilight growled softly in anger at the continually deteriorating vocal replication that seemed to be growing worse and worse with every attempt. "You've managed to replicate my voice before. How are you screwing it up now?! What the buck could be causing you to struggle? Does the infection be causing some kind of mental relapse?" Twilight spoke softly and considerably as she raised herself back onto her hooves and began to pace around the cage slowly, Twilight examined the imprisoned baby dragon carefully to evaluate any other unseen changes to his body until she froze after noticing the two blackened spots on Spike's back had begun getting larger.

"Oh. My. Celestia...What in the Luna are those?..." Twilight whispered to herself as she began to slowly approach the cage onto to stop when Spike smacked his tail against the ground, Twilight jolts backwards from the sudden motion and unfurled her wings out of pure uncontrolled instinct at the sudden and deeply unusual action. "Spike. Why did you do that? You've never...Smacked your tail to keep me away." Twilight questioned as she folded her wings against the sides of her back yet, Spike however remained motionless and silent even as Twilight's horn began to glimmer and sparkle with a dazzling violet hue. "Spike. Please, talk to me...I need my number one assistant right now, I can't do this without help, and I certainly can't do this without the Princesses or my friends here for me..." Twilight begged in hopes that somehow her words could try and connect with the baby dragon, the words themselves were begging and seemed to make Spike shift slightly in his silent yet not motionless position.

"Number. One. Assistant." Spike responded with a cold and vacant tone in his voice, this time he didn't try and replicate Twilight's voice and instead spoke with his own, Twilight froze at the response and rushed to the front of the cage to look into Spike's seemingly empty eyes. "Yeah! You're my friend. My number one assistant, you've been with me for years! I've always kept you around because you're my first friend...You're the closest thing I've had to a little brother" Twilight answered with her eyes beginning to fill with tears at the memories she had shared with Spike in her youth, Spike himself seemed to momentarily jolt at the mention of Twilight seeing him as family which made Twilight lean down to look into his eyes as his mouth opened yet again. "Little. Brother." Spike whispered quietly, his tone had shifted from cold and vacant, to an emotionless yet still questioning aura around the two words he uttered, Twilight was left stunned at the suddenly increased level of mental capacity that was being displayed by Spike.

"Yes! You're like family. No, you are my family. Just like Shining Armour, just like my mom and dad, you're my family because you've been there for me, you've been with me for so long, even when you had every right to leave. Even when I was so unbearable that I would've preferred you'd have left me behind. Because that is what family is, being there for each other even when it hurts. And you've been there for me even when it hurts." Twilight responded with her lip quivering from the tears that were sliding down her cheeks and being absorbed by her fur, Twilight cleared her throat and raised her right fore hoof to wipe her eyes but paused when she noticed Spike's eyes raising to look into her own eyes. "Family. Means. Being. There." Spike whispered with more uncomfortable strain that Twilight was comfortable to hear, Twilight began to look around Spike's face for any sign that he was somehow struggling to speak however the baby dragon seemed to be in almost perfect health.

"Y-yeah, it means to be there for each other, it means to care for each other. My friends are my family, because they've been there for me. They've done exactly what you've done, but you? You've cared more about me for even longer than I've had friends! You're my little brother..." Twilight whispered as she pressed her right fore hoof against Spike's slightly scrunched up nose, Twilight could feel the powerful heat radiating out from Spike's scales due to his internal temperature being immensely high because of his draconic heritage. "Little. Brother. No. Not. Brother." Spike spoke with an even greater level of strain as his lips parted to reveal his fangs were pressed up against one another with ferocity, Twilight watched the seemingly unbelievable sight with her eyes growing wider at the strange comment that Spike had made. "Not brother? W-what do you mean?" Twilight asked with her horn beginning to illuminate with shimmering violet magic, the aura around Twilight's horn began to glow brighter as her fear and concern increased the potency of her magic.

"Not. Brother. I. Am. Son." Spike relented with his eyes beginning to grow wet with tears that quickly began to shed down his scalding hot cheeks, Twilight watched Spike with her eyes growing wide at the comment of Spike believing himself to be her own child despite never saying anything prior to his strange infection. "S-son? You...You think of yourself like I'm your mom?..." Twilight questioned with her voice sounding just louder than a whisper as she stared into Spike's strained eyes, Spike began to growl softly as his claws tightened around the bars causing the metal to begin bending around his fingers. "Twilight. Is. My. Mama." Spike whispered almost like he was trying to convince himself more than trying to actually respond to Twilight, Twilight was left stunned at the revelation until she noticed the bars were swiftly beginning to break beneath Spike's incredible levels of strength.

"Spike...If you see me as your mother, then I will take that position, but I need you to hear me. Please" Twilight begged but she jolts back when the metal bars containing Spike began to bend and pull apart, Twilight stepped away as the bars finally strained so far that Spike could pull them apart and climb out through the newly created opening between the bars. "Twilight. Is. Mama. And. Mama. Joins. Herd." Spike growled out with his eyes reflecting a previously unseen level of malice that Twilight hadn't noticed when she was speaking with Spike, Twilight's horn began to burn with magic as Spike lowered himself to his hands and feet then he raced towards Twilight while hissing like some kind of serpent forcing Twilight to unleash her spell.