The Obssession of Marble Pie

*A\N Hello my friends. The following story is going to be an AU anthor story involving Spike (shocker right?) and Marble Pie. A little word of caution to anyone who might have a sensitive palet about this kind of things, this is going to be something of a Yandere story. Don't worry it won't have any blood and guts but it will get a little cringy at times. Reader beware.

It had been a simple enough day when he waked into Sugarcube Corner. Spike had just gotten the day off while Twilight and Rarity were in Trottingham dealing with some sort of issue about a fasion library or some such nonsense.

While Rarity's beauty had only grown in the three years that Spike had known her his infatuation simply hadn't. Spike had grown quite a bit in thoughs three years. the once short chubby little fifteen year old grew into a tall you gentledrake.

Spike stood at a good seven feet tall, as tall as the princesses. He generally kept his spines trimmed down to nubs except for his top three spines, the second two downward but his first he curved over his face like one of thoughs anime characters he loved. Twilight had always told him it was silly but he enjoyed the look so he took it further, he wore black jeans with several belts hanging off of the hip and legs and a black sleveless shirt with a trench coat over it.

Much to the suprise of the drake when he walked in he found Pinkie sitting in a booth. This on it's own wasn't such an odd occurance, the plump pink mare could never get enough of the sweets that she hand a hand in making, no the oddity was that she was sitting quietly with the most serious expression he had ever seen her make.

"Pinkie," Spike asked, "you alright?" Spike took this opprotunaty to take in the pink mare, something he rarely took the time for. Pinkie wasn't fat by any means but she wasn't thin either, most of the stallions around Ponyville liked to caller her 'curvey' and Spike liked to knock out the front teeth of anyone who said anything more crass. Her typical attire was generally a sriped shirt and a pair of denem jeans, both of which had to be at least a size and a half to small.

Pinkie sighed before she looked up at the dragon, a small smile crossed her face, "Oh hey Spike, how are you today?"

Spike raised a nonexistant eyebrow, "I'm pretty sure I asked you first Pink," he said as he gave her a disarming smile and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Come on Pinkie, what's wrong."

Pinkie focused her baby blues on his vibrant eyes for a moment before she let loose a sigh and refocused on the uneaten cupcake, "I got a letter today from my pa. He said that he needs me to come over and help with the up coming mineral harvest."

"Is that a bad thing?" Spike asked with a tilt of his head, "I thought you loved seeing your family."

"Of course not," Pinkie said, "I love seeing my family. The problem is that ma and pa aren't going to be there, they have buissiness in Manehatten which will leave my sisters and I alone to bring in the harvest on our own. To make matters worse we have some boulders that need moving and braking but we don't have the equipment to do it. I don't know what to do Spike!"

'Thoughs damn blue eyes,' Spike thought as he watched Pinkie sinking into her seat. Spike began going over his scedule for the next few months, if living with Twilight taught him anything it was to plan ahead. 'The only thing I can think of that actually needs my attention is that sit down with Blueblood next month about finding him naked in that alley...'

"Tell you what Pinkie," Spike said, drawing back her attention, "I doubt Twilight's going to say no but if she's okay with it I would be happy to lend you a hand." Spike quickly found himself pinned to the ground by the hyper active pink pony, a long and seamingly endless string of "thank you's" streaming from her.

The very next day Spike found himself on a train. He sighed as he laid his head back against the window, to his left Pinkie was going about a mile a minute about her family. Spike had never formally met most of her family but from what he knew of Maud they were bound to be interesting. For the life of him Spike had no idea how Pinkie had convenced Twilight to let him work on her families farm for the next month. 'She's going to burn down the castle without me.'

"Don't worry Spikey," Pinkie said with a giggle somewhat misinterpreting his distant look, "my family is going to love you!" Spike rolled his eyes as the train came to a stop. The town itself was fairly dull, the homes in it were well put together but had little as far as decoration. All in all it was the very definintion of Amish.

The walk to the farm was a suprising distance from the town but thinking about it it did make sense, it would be a bad idea to have a rock farm anywhere near a village. Pinkie in her usual energetic enthusiasm made a mad dash for the front door. "MA... PA... WE'RE HERE!"

"Calm yourself Pinkamena," came a calm and stoney voice, "There is no reason to shout in such a way." The owner of the voice was a copper colored earth pony stallion. He stood about Spike's height and had a slightly smaller build and was dresses like many others in the town, a grey button up shirt tucked into a pair of black trousers and a shinded pair of work boots. His mane was a faded white color that Spike was sure was a light brown in his younger days and was mostly hidden by a wide brimed black hat.

"Yes dear child," came another voice, this one a mare. She had a grey coat with a black mane tied in a tight bun, her glasses balanced carefully on the bridge of her muzzle and she wore a simple black and grey plad dress. "I know you enjoy being heard but your father and I's hearing is very sensitive these days." Spike took notice that though her voice was just as stoney as the stallion her's had a slightly child likeness to it.

Both new ponies took notice of the guest and walked over. "My apologies young man, we have not been proparly introduced. I am called Igneous Rock Pie," he said proudly as he stood straight, "son of Feldspar Granite Pie."

The mare walked forward and with a slight bow said, "Thou shalt know me as Cloudy Quartz Pie."

Igneous nodded and finished the introduction, "May provadance favor the well and to thou comfort our humble homested bring." Spike couldn't hide the suprise in his eyes at the warm welcome they had given him. Spike had read up on the amish culture on the way here and this was the most respectful way that they could introduce themselves.

"I am Spike the Dragon," Spike said giving a full bow, "Son of Celestia Solaris. And seeing as you have given me such a respectful greetings, please allow me to do so in kind." The two gave a small smile and Spike took several steps back. Igneous and Cloudy were somewhat confused until Spike, with a ear shattering roar, unleashed a torrent of flames into the air. When the flame died out he took a knee with his head down and said, "I thank you for granting me access into your territory. May your brood grow strong and may your hoard never diminish."

Meanwhile, happily locked away in her room, Marble Pie, a mare with a light grey coat and dark grey\green mane and soft grey eyes was passing time in her favorate way; she was reading manga. Ever sense the first time she managed to get her hands on one Marble Pie had found herself addicted to all things anime, something that Limestone was always teasing her for.

The sound of a roar so strong that it actually shook the house caused the timid girl to let out a squeek of suprise before diving under the bed. The door to her room was burst open a moment later by another mare, this one a light blue\grey with a short cropped white mane and lime green eyes, she was dressed in blue jeans and a tight black tee with the phrase 'Bite me and I bite back' writen on it. "Marble where are you!" Limestone yelled as she flipped the bed and pulled her sister to her hooves, reviling her to be wearing a pale grey sundress.

The two ran out and were met by their last sister, Maud. Maud was the oldest of the four and stood the tallest, often waring a green\grey dress she had a soft purple mane and a stone grey coat. "Pinkie's hear... and she brought a friend with her." Marble looked around her sister and froze when her eyes locked on the large purple and green dragon.

'Dear sweet Celestia!...' Marble thought to herself as she starred at the dragon. His sleek cat like build, complementary colors and the calm focused look in his eyes, 'He looks just like Lord Blazesoul in Dragon Knights. He even has the same spine style!'

Limestone saw the look on her sister's face, unfortunatly she mistook her stunned expresion for that of her usual fear. "Oh great, Pinkie brought home a freakin dragon," Limestone groaned to Maud, "Marble already has enough issues with other ponies, what made Pinkie think she could handle a dragon?"

"I've met Spike," Maud said with a her usual monotone, "he's a good guy."

All three of them returned their attention returned to Spike as he stood back up. Igneous cleared his throat and held enough of his composure to ask, "Um, Mr. Spike, why... why did you just spout flames in such a way?"

Spike blinked a few time before realization hit him, hard. "O-oh, oh right, you wouldn't know. I've read up a bit on your culture and I know that the way your greeted me just now was with the highest form of respect, I felt it best to return the gesture in kind.

"In dragon culture when one drake enters the terriroy of another they are to release a flame and roar. To enter without doing so is to insinuate that they could claim it with no trouble. The louder and longer the roar along with the height and intensity of the flames shows how much of a threat the teritory master is. The bow and introduction is my own twist to hammer in my respect for you and your kin."

Marble's heart fluttered in her chest in the wake of his proclomation. 'He is just like Lord Blazesoul!' she squealed in admeration and delight!

LImestone snorted in irritation as she marched forward with the intent to do what she does best, intimidate. "Look here dragon boy, Ma and Pa may own the farm but I run the place," she snapped as she grabbed Spike by his shirt, "so lets get a few things straight. First off stay away from Holder's bolder and if you're going to be giving anyone respect it's going to be me. You got it?!"

While Pinkie and Marble were visibly worried, Spike was simply annoyed. Spike really didn't like when ponies attempted to intimidate him, it always reminded him of his time in Canterlot where the uppercrust would try to be little him when and where ever they could. Raising an eye ridge Spike looked Limestone right in the eye, then proceeded to snort smoke in her face.

Coughing Limestone backed away before growling out, "Oh that's it!" Raising her fist she lunged forward and swong with all the strength she had.

Before the strike could make contact Limestone found her wrist caught my Maud. Struggle as she might Limestone couldn't break free, though she stoped struggling at the cold stare that masked an even colder glare just under the surface. "No," Maud said simply. It was one of the only times her sister had ever made her position clear and just like the four other time it scared the living day lights out of all present, save for Spike.

"Thank you Maud," he said as he held out his hand which she took and shook, "I don't know how hard she was going to hit me but I'd hate to have to run her into town to see a doctor."

"What's that supose to mean?!" Limestone snapped, not liking the thought of someone belittling her or calling her weak.

"Dragon, Limestone, dragon." Spike said with a slight eyeroll, "For starters my scales are as hard as the diamonds I like to eat plus their sharp as daggers, one swing and your bones could break and skin sliced open." Limestone couldn't help it, she pulled back her hand and held it close to her chest. Spike nodded before turning back to Igneous, "Now, what can I do to help?"

A\N:

Hey all, sorry about the delay, life as spent the past month giving me some good swift kicks. This took longer than I thought and in the end I desided to make It multible chapters rather than a one shot. I hope you like it and like another story I've desided to hold a little contest. The first one to correctly guess what's going to happen next will reseve not only a name drop in the next chapter but I will right a ship fic of their choice. Read, review and comment.