Chapter 1 The meeting

A.N. This story was written in tandem with my assistant, she needs a lot of improvements so give her all you got!

It had started off as a normal day for Spike... No that wouldn't work, We see a dragon strutting through... not that either... Okay. On a long and brisk day in Pony-ville we come across a drake; The said purple drake measured half the height of any grown pony, being eye level with adolescent fillies. His purple scales glisten nicely in the setting sun, while his green underbelly shown a bright jade in its complementing rays, his green spines bouncing merrily at the day he had. Spike, the main character, had just finished going around Pony-ville and doing odd jobs for the various ponies who resided there. He was always happy to help... Perfect. The list of chores and to-do's were always long but at the same time also always fulfilling. It wasn't until mid-afternoon that, after a long day of work and sweat, he was down to the last pony on his list; which, coincidentally, happened to also be the same as the top: Twilight Sparkle.

As he approached the library, Spike couldn't help but reminisce about the years that had passed since he came to Pony-ville, it was like something out of a kids cartoon show. No sooner had he and Twilight come on assignment for Princess Celestia, that an Alicorn named Nightmare Moon had appeared and stolen the Princess right from under everyponie's nose. Twilight, his mentor and cherished friend, had been accused of working with Nightmare and helping her escape and after a small debacle she and her new friends went to stop her. Trials and tribulations ensued testing there resolves and they succeeded at every turn.

Spike's spine crawled and his head lowered a bit at the thought of him merely sleeping while his closest most beloved ma... friend! Faced a life threatening danger. Pushing those sour thoughts from his mind, he focused more on the good. He had Twilight and all of them back safe and sound; that should be all that mattered. A few weeks after the Nightmare Moon fiasco, Twilight had been invited to the Grand Galloping Gala, with only two tickets. That day Spike found out how scary mares can be. His spines continued tingling at the recollection of that day.

'At least I got to go,' He thougth. Spike would never admit that he was happy when Celestia gave everyone of them tickets to go, himself included. He thought of the ponies in the quaint village and how accustomed he was to the new wave of ponies, he finally had friends. More importantly Twilight finally socialized, choosing great friends' and forging strong relationships. What more could he ask for?

Sure he could complain of how little time he got to spend with Twilight. It was either when they were together she was too deep in study to notice him, or he was grabbing a book or reference material for her; more so in recent months; something seemed to be distracting his caretaker considerably. Whenever he would show up to help in her studies she would quickly close a book and start a previous research project, or he would walk in while she's in deep concentration and find her reading weird or occult books and would never find them later; at the thought he felt a heat rise to his cheeks. Twilight never kept a secret from him, or at least never successfully, what was she working on that she could possibly keep secret from him, the mere thought scared him.

Gotta think of something better,

'Remember when you ran away?'

Thanks for that.

'You endangered your friends, saw what dragons are really like, almost killed an unborn phoenix, oh and lest we forget you didn't learn anything of yourself besides things you already know.'

I know.

'...That's all you have to say? No words of regret, no snark comment to torture this disembodied conscious?'

No. What you said is the truth I endangered them, just to find out who I was...

'Was?'

I was Spike the Dragon of Pony-ville but in truth, I'm Spike the Dragon pony raised.

'And what of Peewee?'

Nothing, for now anyways, how can I hold an inner-monologue for so long

'It's your head dude, I just speak what you think.'

Thanks, these are helpful, if nothing else it was a nice distraction.

With his thoughts full of unease he focused back to his surroundings. The cobblestone floor the colonial,brightly colored houses. Pony-ville didn't have anything on Canterlot, but a more loving and accepting village of ponies you would never find. He was quickly approaching possibly the weirdest house he would ever see, a giant oak tree that also served as his home. It stood sentinel and ever watching, nearly 4 stories high, with intricate devices and telescopes of all forms of magnitude and power circumventing around the old tree. It was aptly named the golden oak library given that once inside the polished walls were an almost blinding yellow. It was a place he was proud to call home; he was its keeper and its side-proprietor, second only to the purple unicorn that lay within. Nearing the library Spike heard an assortment of noises coming from inside, fearing that Twilight was in trouble, Spike quickly rushed to the library, his uneasy thoughts pushed aside and throwing caution to the wind he began dashing at speeds that boggled the mind. As he grew closer and closer and the sounds grew worse and worse, Chest heaving, eyes dilated Spike arrived to see an unusual sight.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Spike shouted over the noise of destruction and mayhem that his lilac unicorn was creating; ripping books out of the walls, throwing sofas to and fro, emptying out the pantry, and even raiding her own fridge.

It took a second shout before Twilight could respond with eyes widened with shock, "Spike! What are you doing here?" She forced an innocent smile onto her face as she turned to look at Spike, gulping as their eyes met.

"What am I doing here!? I live here, first of all. Second, why did you mess up the library?" He asked sarcasm masking the slight annoyance in his voice as he surveyed the damage, thinking to himself, 'I'm probably going to be the one that has to clean this up too,' Spike was, and would always be, the dragon that picked up after Twilight. He cared for her when she was sick and when she was too deep in assignment to take care of herself. He was always there for her, he would always be there for his lilac unicorn. Spike could never be truly angry at Twilight, though he could fake it pretty well. He was just annoyed at her slovenly behavior at times but he loved her nonetheless... like a friend!

Spike returned his gaze back to Twilight and awaited her answer. Her eyes darted everywhere, anywhere, but in his direction, she just couldn't look him in the eyes. Twilight never liked it when Spike was angry at her, it gouged at her heart like a knife. "I was looking for an ingredient, that I thought we had," She let the truth hang in the air for a second, looking at the agasp face of her number one assistant, she could not fight the small smile adorning her face, at his expense.

'This whole mess was just for a stupid ingredient! I mean if it was a message from Celestia, I could understand. Maybe even a parcel from a pony. But a silly...' He caught himself before wasting any more time, "So what sort of ingredient is so important that you would trash our place for, Twi?" He asked surveying the damage. His eyes as meticulous as Twilight's, noted every piece of moved furniture, where he would place it, where many miscellaneous objects belong, arranging the whole house in his head while still keeping a keen ear to Twilight's response.

"Well it's for a special meal I plan to cook up," masking her apprehensive tone her eyes darting from side to side looking for a more viable excuse, she was a terrible cook.

Looking back at Twilight, he continued his interrogation. "Was it for cookies, muffins, or simply for a hay sandwich?" He joked with her, knowing her cooking skills were sub-par at best. To teach her a lesson though, he turned towards the door saying, "You are going to have this whole mess picked up by the time I get back!"

"Where are you going?" Twilight asked with more cheerfulness in her voice then she initially intended. Thinking her ruse was being believed.

"To get your ingredient. That book on the table, is the only thing not destroyed in the room. From here it seems to be in a pretty mean place of the Everfree forest." He stated, able to see the map in the illustration of the only neatly open book on the table. It boggled his mind that the ingredient was just a simple flower, a flower he couldn't even pronounce the name of, fully colored-in so it was easy to identify. It was a white flower with a red slit going vertically down the petal, the stem was a deep red with white thorns. He didn't think it would be that hard to find.

He didn't see the look of horror that was plastered on Twilight's face as he left to pick her flower, whispering to herself, "He's going to get the, 'Vis Amoris.'" Pausing to think to herself, 'Well, I was going to expose him to it sooner or later, but I didn'twant just him to be affected.'

Another second passed before she started trotting towards the door to follow, but just a moment later Spike peaked his head through the door, "Oh! And if you even think about leaving this house without cleaning up first, it'll be roasted weeds for a month!" To emphasize his point he glared at Twilight with a serious expression on his face.

"Fine!" Twilight regretfully agreed, too disgusted by the thought of his punishment to argue, only to further regret it after looking at her disaster and the potential days worth of cleaning ahead of her. 'WhatwasIdoinginhere!?' She thought to herself examining her handy work. She looked up to find a sight even she didn't think was possible, 'There's a toilet on the ceiling?! How did that even happen?!'

Spike left his tree home only to hear Twilight give a shocked gasp as the door clicked behind him, a smile spreading across his face. 'One flower coming up! note to self Twilight will never touch my kitchen.' He thought to himself walking off into the Everfree forest. The sun, only beginning its descent behind mountain cover, spread an eerie shadow over the forest that seemed to signal disaster and danger. All unnoticed by the dragon as he crossed the distance between him and the forest.