Twilight Sparkle waited impatiently by the bathroom door, waiting to relieve herself of the discomfort in her stomach. "Ooh! Spike, can you please hurry up? I really have to go."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm almost done." Spike announced back, and after a few agonizing moments, Spike exited only wearing a pair of boxers.

"Thanks Spike!" And with that Twilight bolted into the bathroom, but as Spike was about to go downstairs, he heard Twilight yell. "Spike?!"

"What?!" He yelled back.

"Put some clothes on!"

"Whatever." The dragon muttered under his breath. He normally slept in his boxers during the warmer months, but now that it was Autumn he needed a change.

Spike changed his route and went to his room, which was further down the hall. Upon entering, he flipped the light on and grabbed a pair of pants he had worn...sometime, and put them on. Not seeing the need for anymore covering, he plopped down on his bed and gazed up at the ceiling, trying to think of what to do before he had to go to bed in a couple hours.

Video games? Nah, he was tired of those for today.

Television? No, probably nothing on.

Call Rarity? Nah, that would look creepy.

Wait a minute...creepy. Nightmare Night was coming up, and he hadn't figured out what he'd wear to the party Pinkie Pie was throwing...Yeah! He'd call Rarity and ask her to make him a costume, then he could talk with her all night.

Grinning, Spike reached over for the wireless phone on his nightstand and dialed Rarity's number. After ringing a couple times, Sweetie Belle picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey Sweetie, it's me, Spike. Is Rarity home?"

"Yeah, let me get her."

Spike waited a few minutes, then. "She can't come to the phone right now, she's getting dressed for bed, I told her you called and she said she'll talk to you after she's dressed."

"Oh, okay. Thanks."

"Yeah, see ya Spike."

"Bye."

Spike put the phone back in it's holder and lay back on his bed, sighing. He hoped his crush would call back, if only to hear her sweet voice before he went to bed. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, scaring Spike. He looked over to the door and called. "Come in!"

The door opened and Twilight entered. She was wearing a white button up shirt with the school crest of Celestia's school for gifted unicorns on the right side, a yellow skirt, purple pantie hose, and no shoes. "Hey, Spike, I'm gonna take my shower now, is there anything you need?"

Spike thought for a moment, and said. "No, I'm good."

"Okay, I lo-, er, o-okay." Twilight rubbed her ear, a small amount of pink coming across her lavender cheek, but closed the door using her magic.

Spike, not noticing Twilight's odd behavior, hopped off his bed and went over to his chest of drawers, examining his ARMO collection. He picked up one of the small figures and fiddled with them, trying to think of a costume for Nightmare Night, but still nothing.

Spike suddenly put the figure down when he heard the phone ring. He dove over towards the desk, but skinned his knee on the carpet and banged his head against the nightstand. "Ow!" He rubbed his head for a few moments, then grabbed the phone. "Hello? Concussion central."

Spike heard a feminine giggle, then. "Spikey, you little comedian."

Spike recognized the voice as Rarity, he quickly bolted up to his bare feet and replied. "Oh, hey Rarity, thanks for calling me back, uh, if that's what you were calling me about."

"Yes, I was, but if you don't mind, I'd rather talk to you about it tomorrow, there's something important I need to talk to you about in person, as well. But I am simply exhausted."

"Okay, when do you want me over?"

"Erm...How would brunch at nine sound?"

"Uh, suuure...Um, is it just the two of us? Or will Sweetie Belle be there?"

"Don't worry, darling, it will just be you, me, and some donuts."

Spike's long, forked tongue did a lap around his lips. "Sounds good to me."

"Alright, see you at nine."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye." Spike heard Rarity hang up and he did the same before putting the phone in its' holder.

Spike took a deep breath. "Okay Spike, it's not a huge deal, I'm just having brunch..." A smile spread across his face, "With the most beautiful unicorn in Equestria..." Spike slumped down, propping his bare back against the bed. "Wow, it's almost like...a...No, it's not a..." Spike raised an eyebrow. "Is it?"

After rearranging his ARMO sets around for a while (AKA his term for playing with them), Spike heard a knock on the door. "Come in." 'Aren't I getting a lot of attention?' Spike thought.

Twilight came in, now wearing a Canterlot Wondercolts sweatshirt, sweat pants, and bare feet. "Hey Spike, are you doing okay?"

Spike stood up, he was a couple inches taller than his roommate, so he was able to look her in the eye. "Yeah, Rarity asked me to meet her for brunch tomorrow at nine."

"Oh, okay, I hope you have fun."

"Thanks."

Twilight bit her lip, looking like she wanted something...

"You ok, Twi?"

"Um...Can you put a shirt on or something? I know you like wearing as little clothing as possible, but you really need to keep warm."

"Twi!" Spike moaned. "I'm a dragon! They've been enduring winter for thousands of years completely buck naked! I think I'll be fine."

"Maybe," Twilight suddenly pulled Spike into a hug. "but you're MY dragon."

"Twilight!" Spike moaned, but he liked feeling the warmth of Twilight's body against his. He hugged her back, lightly pressing his face against her neck. After a bit of a delay, Twilight began to rub Spike's back in a motherly way.

"Spike?" Twilight asked softly.

"Hmm?"

"There's something I've been meaning to tell you..."

Spike looked at Twilight. "Yeah?"

"Uh..." Twilight looked into Spike's eyes. "Just...don't eat too much tomorrow." Twilight smiled.

"Uh...Okay..."

Twilight let go of her assistant and as she was closing the door on her way out, she wished Spike a good night.

Since he didn't want to be grumpy or groggy for Rarity tomorrow, Spike decided he had better head on to bed. He turned off the light and got into bed, pulling a large comforter over himself, and soon, drifted off to sleep...