The Legacy of Spike

Entry #10

Well, today is the day, the day that I move out of the library and into my new house. I guess that I should feel excited about this, but i’m not. I’ve realized that the library has been my home for the longest time. I have so many great memories here. I just don’t want to leave them behind. I also don’t want to leave Twi behind either. But I know that Owlowiscious will take care of her. He better, because if I find out that he’s not., i’ll be back here before he can make a sound. I guess that the one that should be sad is Twi. But surprisingly, she’s not. In fact, it’s like she’s trying to hurry me up and shove me out the door. Now that I think about it, that’s a little harsh. But I guess that’s just her way of handling things.  I know that she feels different about this whole ordeal on the inside. How do I know? I saw a tear roll down her cheek this morning at breakfast. She thinks of me as her little brother, even though I am WAY taller than her. I don’t think she wants me to leave.

It’s nearly time for me to get going. I’m supposed to be meeting Dash near her house so we can start to move my furniture into my house. Surprisingly enough, she’s stronger than  I had expected. And I hate to admit this to myself, or anyone else for that matter, but I think that she looks kinda cute when she tries works hard. Yeah, I know that sounds awkward. But it’s true. I’m actually having a better time around her than any of my other friends. It’s strange though, everytime i’m around her, I feel something.... strange. I don’t know how to describe it, but i’ll try. It makes me feel like i’m around Rarity. Wait a minute, I couldn’t have a crush on Dash, could I? Ugh, just thinking about that makes my head hurt. Well, I gotta go now, if i’m late Dash will probably kill me.

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    Spike walked up the basement stair in the library for the last time. Well, it would be the last time he would while living there. He looked back down at his old room. He was very happy to be out of there, but at the same time. He didn’t want to leave. He turned back around and went onto the main floor. There he saw Twilight with a tissue wiping her eyes.

She must have been crying while I was downstairs. He thought to himself.

“Twilight,” He said quietly. “do you want to talk?”

“No, Spike. I’m fine.” She sighed. “It’s just so hard for me to see you leave like this.”

“You do know that i’ll be able to visit you whenever I want, right?” He asked her with a smug grin on his face.

“Shut up, you’re ruining the moment.” Twilight chuckled softly.

“That was a moment? I thought that was gas.” Spike said jokingly.

Twilight seemed to stop for a moment. After a few seconds she started  giggling. That giggling then grew into chuckling. And the chuckling, into laughter.

“Okay, Twi. It wasn’t that funny.” Spike sighed. “But at least it cheered you up a little bit.”

Once Twilight had stopped laughing, she looked up at Spike.

“Spike,” She said, her tears returning. “I don’t want you to leave.”

Spike saw Twilight starting to cry again and walked up to her and embraced her in a hug.

“Come on, Twi. It’s not like i’m leaving Ponyville. I’ll come to see you whenever I can. Alright?”

“Alright.” She sighed as she wiggled her way out of his hug. “Now, you should get going before Rainbow Dash thinks you blew her off.” Twilight said, getting back to her old self. “We wouldn’t want her to put you into the hospital again. Now would we?”

“Twi, I told you not to bring that up. It’s embarrassing enough that I was beat up by a mare half of my size. But to add to that, I was put into a week long coma by the very same mare.”

Twilight laughed, “I’m sorry Spike. I just couldn’t resist.”

“Well, next time i’m here you better resist.” He said.

Twilight just shook her head as he headed out the door. He’s growing up so fast. She thought to herself. Soon it’ll be time for him to start a family of his own. She smiled at the thought of Spike finding someone to spend the rest of his life with. She went back inside the library and closed the door. Well, I guess it’s time for a letter to the princess.

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Rainbow Dash had been waiting near her house for over an hour. She knew that Twilight would probably be keeping him held up. But she didn’t think she would keep him this long. When she finally saw his tall figure walking towards her, she couldn’t help but start to hop in place. Apparently Spike had noticed this and when he arrived at her position, he asked her about it.

“So, Dash. Why were you hopping around like Pinkie Pie once you saw me? You couldn’t have been that excited to see me.” Spike asked.

Rainbow Dash stopped in mid-air. Come to think of it, why had she started to bounce up and down? She searched her head for some explanation, but found none.

“Honestly Spike,” She started. “I have no idea why that happened. Let’s just hope that it never happens again.”

“Aww, but you looked so cute when you did that.” He whined.

For the second time today she started to act weird. This time it wasn’t hopping up and down in place. This time she was blushing heavily.

Why am I blushing? She thought to herself. Lots of stallions call me ‘Cute’. So why should I be blushing when Spike said it? She wondered to herself. She shook her head clear of those thoughts and caught up with Spike. She would probably talk to Rarity about this later. This sort of thing seemed like something she would know about.

“So, Dash. Are you ready to get started?” He asked.

Rainbow Dash was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed that they had arrived at Spike’s new home. His things had already been moved inside, everything except for the furniture that would have to be carried in by Spike and Rainbow Dash.

“Um, yeah, But I have one question before we get started.” She said.

“And what would that be?”

“Is all of your furniture made out of stone?” She asked as her eyes scanned over his furniture. If all of it was made from stone. It would be harder for her to carry it in.

Spike seemed to notice their predicament. “Um, yeah. I’m afraid so. If you can’t carry the furniture inside, I can probably do all of the work.” He suggested.

Rainbow Dash stared at him with wide eyes. “Are you crazy?!” She exclaimed. “You can’t do all of this work by yourself. It’ll be too much for you. We don’t want you to end up back in the hospital.”

Spike suddenly became rigid and looked her straight in the eye. “And whose fault was it that I was in the hospital in the first place?” He asked.

“Um, mine.” She squeaked.

Spike stopped before speaking again. “Rainbow Dash, are you alright?” He asked.

“Yeah, I feel fine. Why do you ask?”

“Because you just sounded like Fluttershy. And everytime I come around you act strange. Is there anything that you want to tell me?” Spike said.

“Um, no. I’m pretty sure that there isn’t anything I want to tell you.” Rainbow Dash answered.

I hope he’s okay. Dash thought to herself, as she moved toward his furniture. Eager to start working and draw attention away from the way she was acting. He looked like he was gonna--

A loud thump interrupted her thoughts. It had come from behind her, where Spike had been. She quickly turned around and looked down upon his body. It took her brain a few moments to piece together what had just happened. When it finally did, she made her move.

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While they had been talking, Spike had been thinking about what he had written in his journal that morning. If he did have a crush on Dash, which he decided that he did have one on her, he had to do something about it. But the question was, what could he do?

I could go talk to someone about this. But who? Twilight is already out of the question. It was awkward enough talking about the ‘birds and the bees’. Rarity? Nah, she would probably over react and tell everypony she knows. Pinkie Pie, no. She’s too energetic. Applejack, maybe. I think that the best bet would have to be Fluttershy.  Spike thought.

With his decision made. He vowed to go talk to Fluttershy about his crush on Dash. Right after he got done moving into his house. What he didn’t notice though, was the way Rainbow Dash was acting whenever he was near her. But that changed when he noticed that she was blushing after he called her ‘cute’.

Why is she blushing? I’m sure lot’s of stallions hit on her. Spike shook his head violently to clear his thoughts. No! Bad Spike! I am not hitting on her. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t shake those thoughts away. If I was hitting on her, would it really be that bad? He asked himself.

But before he could find an answer, Rainbow Dash interrupted his thoughts. All his mind registered was a question.

“And what would that be?” He answered, barely recognizing what he was saying.

“Is all you're furniture made of stone?” She had asked.

Oh, yeah. Spike thought as he looked over all of his furniture. That is going to be a problem. Well, a problem for Dash, at least.  He looked back at Dash.

“Um, yeah. I’m afraid so. If you can’t carry the furniture inside, I can probably do all of the work.”

He suddenly found himself drifting off into unconsciousness. He tried to keep his eyes open but he only had enough strength to answer some of Dash’s questions.  He barely noticed her walking away from him as he tried calling for help. His vision was almost entirely darkened. The last thing that he remembered before blacking out, was the sensation of falling.

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Entry #2

Dear Celestia, I don’t what to do about all of this. This is the second time that Spike’s been sent to the hospital with me around. I hope none of the girls think that it’s me doing this to him. I would never do something like this to my friend’s. Nor would I wish for this to happen to anypony else! I just don’t know what to do. I don’t know how I feel about this either. I’m still not sure about my feelings for Spike, that’s if I have feelings towards him. I hope he turns out okay. When I picked him up to fly him here, he felt like he was on fire. The nurses had even told me that if I had gotten there a minute later than I had, I would have second degree burns on my skin. I think I need to talk to somepony about this, my feelings towards him I mean. Writing my thoughts down is supposed to help me clear my mind, but it’s not doing anything for me. I have to go, the nurses are insisting that I get some rest. We’ve already been waiting for him to wake up for three days.

-Rainbow Dash