Chapter One: Quiet Mornings
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Warning: Not for children
Spike's Dirty Little Secret: Ch. 1: Quiet Mornings.
It was a warm, sunny day in Equestria. The Winter Wrap Up was finished, as it lead into early Spring. Despite the beautiful day, Twilight was in her tree house, doing her usual studying with her number one assistant, Spike. It was lunch time and Spike was in the kitchen cooking for the both of them.
“Twilight! Lunch is ready!” Spike called out from the kitchen.
“I’m coming Spike!” Twilight called back, putting her bookmark back into her book and setting it down. As she walked into the kitchen, she saw Spike finishing pouring something into bowls and setting it on the table. “What’s for lunch?” she asked, as she sat down.
“Carrot soup, and daffodil sandwiches.” Spike replied, as he sat down in the chair opposite to Twilight. As he ate, Spike couldn’t help but stare at Twilight. 'She really is beautiful...' He thought, 'Gah! What am I thinking... she is a pony, and I’m just a dragon! She would never feel this way about me...'
As Spike was thinking, Twilight saw that something was upsetting him, “Are you okay Spike? You look upset...”. As she said this, Spike snapped back into reality.
“Yes Twilight, I’m alright, don’t worry.” He replied, “I was just thinking.”, he smiled at Twilight.
Twilight smiled back, worried about Spike. 'Is he mad at me?' Twilight thought, but before she could think any further, she heard a crash from inside the living room, along with the scream of a familiar pony.
,As Twilight and Spike entered the living room, they stopped dead in their tracks, mouths wide open, obviously surprised at what they saw. The balcony window was smashed, and in the middle of the living room, a smashed machine that could only belong to Pinkie, and in the middle of it was the mischievous Pink Pony, face downward, flank in the air. As Spike blushed at the sight. Stunned by the mess of the crash, the sound of Twilight’s worrying snapped him out of his trance.
“Oh no! Pinkie Pie are you okay!?” Twilight called, as she used her magic to move some of the debris out of the way, as Spike tried pulling Pinkie out of the refuse, to no avail. As Pinkie got loose from the debris, Twilight used her magic to pull Pinkie out of the wreckage, and laid her on the floor in front of her.
The Pink pony suddenly jumped up, giggling, as if nothing had happened. “Hiya Twilight!” she exclaimed, “Thanks for getting me out of there, sorry about your window... Hehe.” as she suddenly gave Twilight a kiss on the lips. “That’s for helping me!”
Twilight stood there, wide eyed at Pinkie. “Uhh.... I...” was all that she was able to get out, not fully understanding of what just happened. Spike was equally surprised, he was blushing a dark red, even through his purple scales, 'I knew Pinkie was crazy... but I never would have thought she would do something like THAT!' he thought. He couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of Pinkie Pie... he always dreamed of being able to kiss Twilight... to feel her embrace, to stroke her mane. Spike shook his head, pulling the thoughts back out of his mind.
“What, never gotten kissed before?” Pinkie asked Twilight, who was still a little shocked. “I... well...” Twilight started, as she quickly glanced towards Spike, then looking down. “... Not really...” she lied. When she and Spike were younger, and they were in Canterlot, as she was walking to the library, she saw a couple of older ponies, a colt and a mare, and they started to kiss. Naturally, Twilight was curious of it, so when she got home, she found Spike was asleep, as usual, in his little bed. She looked at his lips... Should I really do this? She thought.
As she thought, she couldn’t help herself. She slowly leaned into the sleeping dragon, and gently put her lips to his.
Twilight snapped out of her flashback
“Whatever you say!” Pinkie replied, “By the way Spikey, I need some help in Sugarcube Corner, can you come help me?” “Sure, if it’s okay with Twilight, that is”, he said, looking at Twilight for the reply. “Go ahead Spike I’ll try to get rid of this mess then go back to studying. Just try to be back before dark, alright?”. “I will Twilight!” Spike called out, following Pinkie Pie out of the door of the tree house, on their way to the beloved pastry shop, Sugarcube Corner.
As they entered Sugarcube corner, they were greeted by the Cakes. “Hello Pinkie, hello Spike, here for work?” Ms. Cake asked. “Yep! Spikey Wikey here is going to help me make
some cupcakes.” Pinkie answered. “Alright, just make sure to clean up when you’re done. Mr. cake and I are going out for some more supplies.” Ms. Cake said. “Okie dokie loki!” Pinkie said, hopping around the kitchen as Mr. and Ms. Cake walked out. “So. Lets get started!” Pinkie exclaimed to Spike.
For the next half hour, it seemed like a pretty normal event, almost too normal for Pinkie. All of a sudden she asked Spike: “So, how much do you love Twilight?” Spike, almost dropping the bowl he was working with in shock, suddenly froze. ”How did you-...” he stuttered. “Silly Spike, It’s pretty obvious. Besides, I can always tell how someone feels about someone.” Pinkie said back, putting the cupcakes in the oven. Spike shook his head, he was shocked that Pinkie found out, but he wasn’t surprised. It was common knowledge that Pinkie knew everything that happened in Ponyville.
He didn’t try arguing, knowing it would be futile against Pinkie. Instead, he said; “I... I love her a lot... but please don’t tell her! I don’t want her finding out...” “Don’t worry, you can count on me!” Pinkie said, “Cross my heart and hope to lie, stick a cupcake in my eye.” as she pokes herself in the eye, seemingly harmless to her.
Ding!
“Ohh, the cupcakes are dooone!” she chimes, as she hops over to the oven and pulls the cupcakes out. “They look delicious!” said Spike, drooling over the sight of the freshly made cupcakes.” “Do you want to try one Spikey? You can be my official taste tester!” Pinkie told
Spike, handing him a cupcake. “Sure!” Spike said in delight, then taking a huge bite of the cupcake. 'Hmm... this tastes a little weird...' He thought, after finally swallowing the cupcake. “Um... Pinkie, did you-”
THUMP
Spike fell to the ground, cupcake still in hand, as he is snoring, happily in a deep sleep.
To Be Continued...
Chapter Two: The Beginning
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Warning: Not for children
As Spike slowly started to wake up, he noticed two things. First, he didn’t know where he was. Second, he couldn’t move his arms or legs. He quickly became worried, and started shaking. He tried getting out of the straps he was in, to no avail. “Help!” he cried, instead of the silence he expected from it, he heard giggling from the side of the bed.
As Spike looked over to see what was making the noise, he already knew what to expect. “Hello there sleepy head! You’re finally awake!” Pinkie said to spike, getting on the bed next to Spike. “Pinkie! What am I doing here?! Where am I? Why am I tied up?!” Spike said, somewhat worried, and somewhat angry at the pink pony for doing this to him. “Don’t worry Spikey, you’re safe. You’re in my room, upstairs in Sugarcube Corner. I need your help with something, which is why you’re here.”
“That still doesn’t explain why I’m tied to this bed...” Spike said, less enthusiastic about this then Pinkie was. “I’ll explain that later, first, I’ll make a deal with you.” Pinkie explained, trying to hold back her usual giggle. “First, I need you to promise not to tell anyone about this.” Pinkie started. “But why can’t I?” Spike protested, still not fully unaware of what was going on. “Because, it’s a secret, and you can’t have other people finding out about secrets, then it wouldn’t be a secret, now would it? So do you promise?” Pinkie said, jumping on the bed, shaking Spike.
“Alright, alright, I promise... what do you want me to do?” Spike begrudgingly said, wondering what possible thing Pinkie has gone all this trouble to want him to do. “Well...” Pinkie started, taking a deep breath; “I need you to help a lot of Ponies. I’m the famous party pony, but I also help other ponies in their love life. But, being a mare, I can’t really do much to help some of them, see? So what I need is a strong colt, or in this case, dragon, to help them in my position. So how does that sound?” Pinkie finished, taking a deep breath after she was done.
Spike was staring wide eyed at Pinkie, still trying to absorb all that she said. “I... uh...” he stumbled on the words. 'I knew she was famous for creating parties for every and anypony, but she helps their love lives too?' Spike couldn’t help but thinking. As he finally regained reasoning, he thought about what she said. “I... how do you want me to help them though? I don’t know anything about relationships...” He stated to her. “Well don’t you worry about that. See, each pony has a problem with their relationship life. Your job, is to figure out what the problem is, and help them fix it. Easy peesy.” Pinkie said, smiling the widest Spike has ever seen a pony smile.
“Well... I don’t know....” Spike said, not understanding why Pinkie picked him, or why he is doing this in the first place. “Oh, but Spikey, if you don’t, then I’ll have to tell Twilight what you think about her!” Pinkie said, almost yelling it. Spike noticed her usual playful smile turned into a seemingly evil grin. Spike’s eyes got wide as she said that. “Pinkie! You can’t! You can’t tell her that! She would never forgive me... she would hate me. Probably even kick me out of the tree house for even thinking about her like that!” He pleaded, wishing he had never gone to help Pinkie. He wasn’t mad at Pinkie Pie, but he never would have expected anything like this from Pinkie. But the more he thought of it, the more he realized that he should have expected Pinkie to do ANYTHING. He knew he only had one choice. “Fine...” he mumbled, “I’ll do it...”
“Great!” Pinkie exclaimed. “But first.... we need to test you out. Hehehe...” She said, her voice suddenly changing from her usual bubbly voice to a seductive one.
“Pinkie! What are you...” Spike almost screamed, scared of this side of Pinkie Pie he never knew existed. Pinkie put a hoof on spikes mouth. “Shhh.... we need to test you out, to make sure you’re good to fit our customers.” Pinkie said to Spike, looking deeply in his eyes, to assure him he was safe. Pinkie didn’t want to scare Spike, he wanted to help him. To make him feel good, and to show him what he is going to be accomplishing in the future. She knew he was still just a child dragon, he probably didn’t know what he meant when she said help with mare’s relationships, so, she would have to show him.
She gave him a passionate kiss on the lips, and started moving her hoof down to Spike’s penis. It was still soft but she could feel it stirring under her hoof. She slowly started to rub it, as she rubbed Spike’s cock she started to get excited herself, she could feel her nethers tingling. Despite her being the party and love pony, she has never touched a penis before. She has saw some as she took quick glances from other colts, but she never got this close to one before.
As they slowly broke the kiss, she saw a small smile form on Spike’s lips, giving her the
signal to move forward. She untied Spike from the bed, then turned around, so her nethers were inches away from Spike’s face. Spike’s member quickly started to become fully erect. As Pinkie watched, she could see it grow, bigger, and bigger, until it was fully stiff. It ended up being almost as big as a full grown colt’s. Spike started to rub Pinkie’s soft pussy with one of his fingers. He didn’t know much about sex, but he has read a few rather, risque books from the library, so he knew at least the basics. And Pinkie’s soft moaning was reassuring him that he was doing the right thing.
Pinkie sat there for a moment, letting Spike’s finger work on her nethers, until she remembered she was there to help Spike. She looked down at the fully erect member, and gave it a little kiss on the tip. She felt Spike shudder at the feel of her mouth, so she started to slowly lick his cock. She moved slow, starting at the base of his member, going upwards, licking the full of his shaft, before twirling her tongue around the head of his penis. Despite this being her first time, Spike had to wonder just how much practice the pink pony has had at this.
Spike felt his cock almost melting under the pink pony’s amazing tongue work, and he decided to try and return the favour to Pinkie. He wrapped his arms around her flank, and slowly started to lick her soft pink pussy lips. Wow... it tastes really sweet... almost like pure sugar, he couldn’t help but think, Probably from all the sweets she eats.... “Ohhhh Spike!” Pinkie moaned at the sudden feel of Spike’s tongue against her flank. She had had other mares taste her, but Spike was totally different. For one thing, his tongue was a little thinner, and a lot longer. He also had a different texture. His tongue was rougher than any mare’s. It was an amazing and new feeling for her.
All of a sudden, Pinkie got up and quickly spun back around so she was looking into Spike’s eyes. Spike was half upset about his taste for her sweet juices getting cut short, but he was also wondering what was coming now. As Pinkie spread her legs out, and started moving her flank, he knew what was going to happen next. “Pinkie... are you sure about this?” Spike said, still concerned on whether this was right to do or not.
“Of course I am silly. Hehe” Pinkie said, coming back to her usual bubbly voice. Spike calmed down after hearing the voice of Pinkie’s usual self. She positioned Spike’s cock to her entrance. With a heavy moan she started sliding the tip of Spike’s member inside her, savoring every second it moved. “Ohhhhh Spike! It feels amazing!” Pinkie exclaimed, breathing heavily just at the excitement. Spike started taking control of the situation, he wrapped his arms around Pinkie, and slowly started pushing his cock deeper into Pinkie’s pussy, making her emit a loud moan.
“OH Spike! Yessssss!” Pinkie screamed, and lost her balance as she now laid on spike, his entire member deep inside her pussy. She could feel it pressing against her womb, spreading her apart like nothing she’s ever felt before. “Oh Pinkie... you feel so amazing! You’re so tight!” Spike screamed back, in complete bliss, the warmth of Pinkie’s wet cunt wrapped around his big cock. All of a sudden, Pinkie felt his cock sliding out of her, inch after inch, slowly moving out of her sopping wet hole until it stopped at the head, then started sliding back in again. Spike slowly started to fuck her, his animal instincts took over and he knew exactly what to do. He started kissing Pinkie’s neck while she laid there, unable to move in the sheer ecstasy of the moment.
“Yess......more.....more” Was all Pinkie could get out. She never thought sex could be this amazing. His cock itself was warming up her entire body, and she held her tongue out, drooling a little. Spike saw this and started moving his cock faster and more rough, soon he was pounding into her, her body bouncing up and down on his cock in perfect tempo. Another minute or two, and it was just too much for the little dragon, he was close to finishing. “Ahh.... Pinkie... I’m going to cum!” He yelled to Pinkie. “Me too Spike... me too... don’t stop! Cum inside of me! Cum inside my pussy!”
Pinkie was the first to cum. Her body erupted on top of spike, shaking her down to her very core as the pure pleasure enveloped her entire body in one last strike. “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!” She screamed out loud, breathing heavily and still moaning from the sheer pleasure. Her screaming brought Spike over the top. He pushed once more, ramming the entire length of his cock into her pussy, shooting the biggest load of cum he ever has directly into the deepest part of Pinkie’s soft pussy, his body releasing every drop of semen it had into her. The couple collapsed into the bed; sweaty, wet, and sore, and they both soon fell asleep.
Back at the tree house, Twilight was starting to get worried. It wasn’t like spike to be out after curfew, and it was already 11 P.m. She started pacing back and forth in the middle of the library, getting more and more worried as time went by. “Where could he be?” She said out loud, to no one in particular. All of a sudden she came up with an idea, she was just reading earlier of a spell that can track down others, as long as she saw them, and knew the general area of where they were. She tried looking for him at Sugarcube Corner, and there he was. Spike was safe, sleeping in a bed, right next to who could be none other then Pinkie Pie.
But there was something strange with the scene... they looked like they were... cuddling? And the sheets of the bed looked wet. The spell quickly faded, she lost concentration with the hundred questions in her mind. 'Why were they in that position? Why were the sheets wet? Why didn’t he tell me he was sleeping at her house?' All of a sudden, she stopped in her tracks. 'Am I... jealous of Pinkie?! No... I can’t be. He is only my assistant. And he’s a baby dragon. I could never feel that way about him... could I?'
To Be Continued...
Chapter Three: Twilight's Awakening
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Spike slowly woke up from the heavy sleep. As he sat up, rubbing his eyes and groaning from his deep sleep, he looked about the room. His memory suddenly came back, reminding him of the previous night. He could still hardly believe he was capable of accomplishing such a feat as last night. He noticed there were new sheets on the bed, as well as Pinkie missing.
‘She probably woke up before me, changed the sheets, and headed downstairs.’ Spike thought.
It wasn’t so hard to believe, Spike almost always slept in late. Twilight always said he sleeps like a rock.
“Twilight!” He said suddenly, “I was supposed to be back before nightfall! She’s probably been worrying about me all night!”
As Spike jumped out of bed, he started heading downstairs. He heard someone baking something from the lower floor. Even before he got to the bottom step, he already knew who it was going to be.
“Hello Pinkie.” He said as the energetic pink pony came into sight. He was suddenly assaulted by the strong smell of cookies, brownies, cakes, and endless other amounts of sweets. He wondered how long she’s been awake down here cooking.
“Heya Spikey!” Pinkie said, hopping over to Spike and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks again for last night!”
“Heh... sure thing Pinkie.” Spike started, “Hey Pinkie, I’m going to go to Twilight. Since what happened last night, I couldn’t come home. She is probably worried sick.” Said Spike, heading for the front door.
“Spike, wait!” Pinkie suddenly said, stopping her work on the sweets. She started hopping over to Spike, carrying a brown envelope. She gave it to Spike, who took it cautiously.
“What is this?” Spike asked, getting ready to open it.
“Don’t open it yet silly! It’s your first mission. Start it when you get done with Twilight, alrighty?” Pinkie said to Spike, in her playful voice, though Spike noticing a slightly more serious tone to it.
Spike sighed, hoping that she forgot about their deal for the time being. “Alright,” he said reluctantly, “I’ll do it right after I check in with Twilight.”
“Okie Dokie Loki” Pinkie said, hopping back to her work station. “Oh, and Spike, remember, don’t let anyone see it.”
“Alright Pinkie, goodbye.” Spike called out, as he headed out the door. He was curious as to what was in the envelope, but he didn’t want to take the chance of anyone else finding out about the deal, so he kept it safely sealed up. As he was walking towards the tree house, he noticed how beautiful of a day it was. The sun was bright, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.
‘The pegasai do a really good job with the weather’ he thought to himself. The birds were chirping, the grass was as green as ever, and it looked like everypony was outside having fun.
‘It’s a shame Twilight spends most of her time indoors...’ he started to think. He wished he could take Twilight outside.
‘Maybe I’ll ask her to go to a picnic.’ he finally thought, hoping to be able to get closer to Twilight, and possibly even confess his feelings.
Blam!
As he was thinking, he bumped into somepony, not looking at where he was going.
“OW! Watch where yer goi-... oh... hi Spike...” It was Applebloom, and the other Cutie Mark Crusaders.
“Yeah, watch where you’re going!” Scootaloo yelled at Spike.
“Alright, alright, I’m sorry Applebloom.” Spike said, helping Applebloom up.
“It’s alright. Ah should’ve been payin’ more attention.” Applebloom said, slightly blushing.
“So where are you three heading off to?” Spike asked to the group, wondering what was with Applebloom to be blushing. ‘Probably just from the heat’ he said to himself.
“I... uh... we...” Applebloom started, before Sweetie Belle cut in.
“We’re going to prepare for the party tomorrow!” Sweetie Belle said, getting excited.
“Party?” Asked Spike, confused.
“Yeah!” Exclaimed Scootaloo, seemingly forgetting her anger from him bumping into Applebloom. “Tomorrow is Appleblooms birthday! We’re going to throw a huge party for her at Sweet Apple Acres.”
“You should come! If.. you’re not busy.” Said Applebloom shyly.
“Sure, I’d love to come!” Said spike, giving Applebloom a warm smile, which made her blush even more.
“Really?! Cool! Then I’ll see you there.” Said Applebloom, smiling back, almost beet red in the face.
“C’mon Applebloom, we have to meet up with Rarity for the decorations!” Yelled Scootaloo, who, with Sweetie Belle, had already started moving.
“I’m coming! Well... bye Spike!” Applebloom said, as she ran off to catch up to the others.
Spike watched them head off for a moment, wondering what Applebloom was so shy about, before he remembered where he was going and started moving forward again, heading towards the tree house. By the time he got there, it was around noon.
As he entered the door, he immediately heard hoof steps coming towards him. Soon enough he saw Twilight, racing towards him, with the biggest smile on her face he’s seen in a long time. She put her forelegs around Spike, embracing him in a hug as he savored every second of it.
“Spike! Where have you been? I’ve been so worried!” Said Twilight. She slightly lied; she knew where he was, but never the less she was still worried sick about him. That and she didn’t want him knowing she was spying on him last night.
“I slept over at Pinkie’s. I know I should’ve come home before dark, I’m sorry. We were up all night baking, I guess we lost track of time.” Spike said. He felt bad about lying to Twilight, but he didn’t want her to find out about his situation. Suddenly he remembered he was carrying the envelope, and hoped she didn’t question it.
“Well... alright. I’m just glad you’re home safe now Spike. It’s almost lunch time. Are you hungry? Did you have anything to eat last night?” Twilight asked, as she broke the hug and lead Spike into the kitchen.
“I only had a cupcake or two last night, I’m starving!”
“Hehe, alright Spike, I’ll make the lunch today. You can sit and rest.”
As Spike sat, he watched Twilight use her magic to make lunch. He watched as every move she made, was practiced, and refined. How she perfectly moved in every step she took. In every movement she made. Even her magic was completely perfect, she never slipped up a single time.
As he admired her movement, he admired her beauty just as much. He loved everything about her. He loved the flow of her mane, he loved her beautiful, violet coat. He spent about five minutes, just staring, admiring her, until his eyed warded someplace else. He caught just a glimpse of it, but once he caught it, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her nethers.
He had a full view her backside. The curves of her flank, her long, straight tail, but that wasn’t what caught his attention. Behind her tail, in full view, was her beautiful, enthralling slit. He stared in awe, as he started to feel his own cock stir under the table. He tried to stop it in time, he closed his eyes and looked away, but it was too late. The memory, the sight of her opening was tattooed into his mind. The thought of it was bringing his cock to life, until it was standing tall and alert, as hard as ever, under the cover of the table.
‘Is Spike okay?’ Twilight thought, while she was cooking. ‘He hasn’t said anything in a while...”
“So...” Twilight started, trying to strike up a conversation and end the awkward silence, unaware of the situation going on with Spike. “... What’s in the envelope?”
“Oh... it’s, uhh... it’s nothing. Just something Pinkie wanted me to give to someone.” Spike said, a little too quickly. With the situation under the table, and the deal with Pinkie, he was worried about getting caught, on one thing or another. He quickly contemplated which one would be worse to be caught with. The deal won by a longshot.
He decided to take a chance, maybe he could get rid of this problem before Twilight was finished with making lunch. He faced it head on, and started stroking his cock, taking advantage of the bare slit in front of him. He rubbed his entire member, up and down, lightly dragging his claws across his deep purple skin as he moved. He felt the precum leak out of his erect member, making each stroke easier and quicker. He felt himself getting closer, he had to struggle to resist moaning, let alone Twilight’s name.
Spike suddenly realized he hasn’t thought this plan through. ‘Wait... where am I going to finish?!’ he started to think. ‘I can’t just shoot my load here! Which means I only have one option...’ He finally made a decision. He had to run out of the kitchen, and hope that Twilight doesn’t notice his situation.
“I’ll be right back Twilight!” Spike said, hurrying out of the room. But not before Twilight turned around and caught Spike in his full glory right before he left the room.
“Oh....I... alright...” Twilight choked out. She stood there wide eyed, open mouth, 100 questions running through her mind. ‘Why was Spike...’ She started, but too shy to think of the actual word, a cherry red appeared on her face quickly as she thought. All of a sudden, she heard the door to the bathroom, and she heard small sounds coming from it. Curious as to what Spike was doing, she snuck up to the door and pressed her ear to it.
She could hear the muffled moans of Spike through the door. She knew what he was doing, but there was something in her that wanted to know for certain on what he was doing. She used the same spell she used to find Spike last night, only this time it was much quicker, considering how close he was, and that she knew exactly where he was.
She was correct in her theory. There he was, her assistant. His cock full and erect, as he moved his hand quickly up and down the entirety of the shaft. Every other second she could hear a light moan from him, as he rubbed quickly up and down.
Twilight couldn’t help but wonder what Spike was thinking about during this. ‘He is probably thinking about Rarity...’ Twilight said to herself, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in her gut. She was jealous. Jealous that it could be Rarity, that Spike was masturbating to.
She sat there, watching. Her tongue was sticking out as she was drooling a little, her flank was sticking up in the air, as her marehood was soaked with her own natural lubricant.
All of a sudden Spike was breathing heavily, his strokes became longer and faster. They both knew that Spike was close. It took Twilight almost all of her strength to resist using her magic to fuck herself silly in front of the door, letting Spike watch. Instead she tried focusing on the spell.
“Ohhhhh Twilight!” Spike half moaned, and half screamed, as he finally came, shooting his entire load on the floor and wall. As Spike relaxed, he quickly realized how loud he was, and hoped that Twilight didn’t hear him. He began his work on cleaning up the mess he made.
Twilight quickly dispersed the spell, and went back to the kitchen so as to not raise suspicion. As she was finishing cooking, she had a huge smile on her face. ‘He was thinking of me...’ she thought. ‘Maybe he actually feels the same for me.’
By the time Spike got done, and got out of the bathroom, Twilight was finished making lunch. As they sat and ate, Spike kept looking up at his plate, worried, and wondering if Twilight heard him, or even saw him. Not knowing exactly how much she witnessed.
Twilight, on the other hand, was especially happy. She not only found her love for Spike, but she also found out just how lustful for him she is. But she was afraid of him finding out. She didn’t know if he actually loved her or not, and she didn’t want to jeopardize their friendship. She decided to talk to someone else about it, maybe Applejack, or Rarity, before confessing.
After lunch, Spike had to go to his first mission. He was sad to leave Twilight, but he didn’t want her finding out.
“I’ve got to go Twilight, I need to deliver this envelope to somepony.” Spike said, feeling just as bad as ever about lying.
“Alright, goodbye Spike.” Said Twilight, sad that she has to watch him go. She gave him a hug, then he walked out of the door.
“Alright... lets see what’s in here.” Spike said, finally opening the envelope when the door to the tree house closed.
Inside the envelope, there were two things. One, was a picture of a building. Spike recognized it to be Ponyille’s Hotel. The second item was a note, written by Pinkie. It said:
“Head to Ponyville Hotel. Go to the Desk Clerk, and say the phrase “Iron and copper”**. They will give you the number of the room where your first client is. Good luck. - Love, Pinkie Pie”
Spike read the instructions, then started heading towards the Hotel. He rarely ever went on that side of town,not that he wasn’t allowed, but he never had a real reason to. All that was on that side was bars, Hotels, a rave, and a couple of houses of ponies he doesn’t know very well.
He reached the Hotel relatively quickly, in about ten minutes. As he entered the door, he noticed the Hotel was very fancy. He wondered which pony could even afford to stay here, let alone one with relationship issues. He questioned his ability, on whether or not he could accomplish this mission.
As he approached the front desk, the Clerk was someone in a dark green cloak, completely covering their body, except their tail, which was out of sight from Spike’s angle.
“Why hello there, dear Spike. What is it, that you would like?” The mystery mare said, suddenly not so mysterious.
“Zecora, is that you?” Spike asked, already knowing the answer.
“Catch on quick, you do. Now what can I do for you?” Zecora said, pulling her hood down, now that her cover was blown.
“Um.... Iron and Copper.” Spike said.
Zecora’s eyes suddenly got wide. “Pinkie was the one who sent you? What is that pony up to...” Zecora started, then quickly snapping forward, realizing she broke character. “Room 15*** is the number, be careful, the pony may be in a slumber.” Zecora said last, as she quickly went back in character.
“Thanks Zecora.” Spike said, as he started up the steps. He counted the numbers on the doors. ‘9...10....11.....12....13.....14...’ until he finally got to the door he was looking for. Room number 15. He took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
Knock Knock Knock!
The door started moving open, and Spike’s jaw dropped in surprise.
“Rainbow Dash?!”
To Be Continued.
** Attention everyone! It’s competition time. I put two references in this story, marked with ** and ***. The first one (**) is a reference to a game, and the second one (***) is a reference to the show.
The Rules Are:
You can only guess for one of them, but ** in the beginning of your message if you want to answer the first one, and *** in the beginning for the second one.
For the first one, you have to state what game it is, and which mission it was on.
For the second one, you have to state what event it was from, and what episode.
Here are your hints:
For the first one: It was a FPS made in 2001, it won a game of the year award.
For the second one: It involves Rainbow Dash, there is a meme showing the number.
The Prize? For the two who win, I will write a short story for, about anything they ask, within reasonable boundaries, of course.
Good Luck Everypony!
