“Oh Spike, I’m back!”

My body suddenly rose up to hearing someone calling out to me as I opened my eyes and began to panic. Was that who I thought it was?

“Hey, Spike, are you still here?!”

It was; it was Twilight! She wasn’t supposed to be here yet!

“Oh crap, she’s here,” I said as I continued to panic!

Apple Bloom was looking at me weirdly while wiping her sleepy eyes, “That’s the second time ya said that word; crap. What does that mean anyway?”

“Never mind about that,” I shouted at her, “just hurry up and wipe yourself off… quick!”

She decided to not bother asking why and was quickly using the sheets to wipe herself off because Spike was doing the same thing. But then she noticed all the sticky substance from our earlier act all on the sheets of Twilight’s bed.

“Wait a minute, Spike! What about the bed sheets; our stuff is on them; and we just used it to wipe ourselves off! Won’t Twilight notice it?!”

“Don’t worry,” I responded, “I have an idea. Twilight will never know.”

Twilight was in the other room trying to find out if I was still here, but thank goodness she took some time to witness the clean floor.

“Spike, where are you!? Spike! Hmm… well I have to admit; Spike sure did a smashing job cleaning my mess. When he said that he’s was going to do it, he wasn’t kidding. I wonder if he’s upstairs in the other room.”

As Twilight entered the second room she looked all around wondering where I could be.

“Are you in here, Spike?!”

Suddenly, she saw me coming down the steps from where her bed was, and she saw me carrying her bed sheets. I was actually holding them mostly in front of the middle of me so Twilight wouldn’t notice any signs of my past erection.

“Oh, hi Twilight,” I said, “Y-you’re back a little earlier than expected.”

“Yeah,” she replied suspiciously, “the matter was taken care of earlier than expected. So… can you tell me exactly where you are going with my bed sheets?”

“Umm… just putting them in the wash, they got kinda dirty.”

“How can that be?” she stated, “I just cleaned them yesterday.”

Smooth move, Spike; smooth move.

“Howdy, Twilight,” shouted Apple Bloom as she jumped up behind me, “Sorry about the bed sheets. I accidentally splashed… some kind of juice on them… well, me and Spike.”

“Oh, well that makes more sense,” said Twilight, “By the way Apple Bloom, what are you doing here.”

“Just having a play date with Spike just like he promised.”

“Umm… yeah, what she said. We were about to head out to…”

“The Clubhouse!” Apple Bloom finished.

“Yeah, the clubhouse, to hangout.”

I finished placing the sheets in the machine to be washed so that they could become clean of our… mess. Luckily, my member was no longer showing by that time.

“Okay…” said Twilight, “Well, thanks for clearing the books, Spike. Did Apple Bloom help you?”

“Sure did,” Apple Bloom responded, “It was totally fun and worth every minute of my time!”

“I’m sure it was,” said Twilight awkwardly.

“Well, look at the time;” I said suddenly, “We better get to that clubhouse. The other crusaders are probably waiting for us.”

I quickly rushed Apple Bloom to the front door while Twilight followed.

“Well, see ya later, Twilight. I shall be back soon; so don’t you worry.”

“Oh, don’t hurry yourself, Spike,” said Twilight, “Take your time.”

“Thanks a lot; seeyalater.”

With that, we left and I made a huge sigh of relief.

“What was that all about,” asked Apple Bloom, “Why were ya talking like that?

“Sorry, I was being a bit jumpy. But, my plan worked; she didn’t find out!”

“Nope, she didn’t. That was kinda close.”

As we walked on, Apple Bloom started to think over something.

“Hey Spike, I have the strangest feelin’ that Ah’m forgetting something.”

“Well, don’t worry about it,” I responded, “I’m not sure if I’m ready to go back in there; are you?”

“Yeah, yer right. Ah’m sure it’s nothin’.”

Back at the Treehouse…

Twilight was looking around upstairs to make sure nothing was out of place, and she was checking to see how moist her mattress was; but…

“Huh… for a juice spill, my mattress seems pretty dry. Wait, what’s that on the floor?”

Huh, what did she see? Was it something that would blow me an Apple Bloom’s cover?! Nah, I’m sure it’s nothing.

“Is this… a pair of overalls? These must be Apple Bloom’s; she must have forgotten them. But… what’s that’s smell; It smells quite… familiar. And… it’s also coming from these. Hold on a second; Spike acting awkward, a mess on my sheet, that weird, familiar smell and this pair of overalls lying around up here with that same distinctive smell. *GASP!* O… M… G.”

Yeah, I’m pretty sure it’s nothing.

“Hmm, nice try, Spike; play date, my pony ass.”

Author's Note

Continuing soon...