A short, progressing Spike x Twilight fanfic. Rated M for potential happenings in later chapters. Happy reading!

By Sync.

The equestrian night air was humid, the flicker of dragonflies illuminated what was almost a pitch-black landscape as the low croaks of the frogs emerged from the lily pond. Spike trudged along the side of the lake, and sat down. Peering into the water he noticed an exhaustive look of both sadness and anger that plumed over him, as the dull shadowed clouds consumed his image. Pity for himself filled inside of Spike, the dragon decided to leviate atleast some of this by skimming surrounding pebbles into the pond, carefully looking out for the green frogs that lay on the lily pads.

Spike swept the grass with his grubby claws. It was moist. He spread his legs and gazed upwards, seeing nothing but stormy clouds.

"It looks like it's gonna pour down. Well, at least it can't get any worse". Spike whispered to himself.

At this point he felt like the loneliest dragon in the world, that was until he heard the faint patter of hooves against the gravel. It was Twilight.

Spike sighed.

He didn't bother to turn around, he was already contomplating the events that occured today.

"Spike...?" The wind echoed, getting louder each time as Twilight drew closer.

The breeze whistled through his spikes, as the reflections of the water made his scales glisen, also help by the rising moon. Twilight placed a hoof on Spike's shoulder, rubbing it slightly as she liked the feel of her fur against his smooth scales.

"Oh Spike." A faint smile appeared on the pony's face as she tried to comfort the sad dragon.

"I know how you feel Spike, it's okay to feel upset and..."

Spike interjected, "No you don't! I feel like I've had my heart shreded to pieces. Something dear to me just..."

Twilight released that during the little outburst, droplets of tears trickled down Spike's face. A pit began to fill deep inside of her, she didn't know what to say at this moment in time.

"I'm sorry Twi, it's just that my emotions have got the better of me this time. But I now know that it never will be, no matter how hard I try."

"It's okay Spike, look. A storms about to come and it's almost winter. Would you feel better if we went back to the Library and talked about it in front of the fireplace?" She could sense that Spike was inclined to accept, since he started to shiver as the wind began to pick up.

"Fine." Spike said. Despite being dejected, he wiped the tears off his cheeks and patted himself down to leave behind the dirt and dew the dragon had been sitting on. Spike then looked into Twilight's eyes and gave a half-smiled smirk. Twilight new from then that he would finally be alright when the arrived back home, but it was a long journey back and wind was picking up fast, as they both trotted into the night...