Day Four Spike
Spike checked his reflection in the mirror, not sure if he was overdressed or not. He was wearing the bow tie that Rarity had made for him. He was scared he might look foolish or hopeful if he were too fancy looking. But, on the other hand, he wanted to look nice for his date with Rarity.
It's not a date. All Rarity asked was if I would have tea with her. That doesn't mean she wants to go out with me or anything.
But at least she had asked me and not the other way round. That means she wants to see me.
And at least she's not mad at me anymore.
If there was one thing he was sure about, it was that Rarity wasn't mad at him. However, he was still puzzled as to why she was mad at him in the first place. All he had tried to do was buy her a drink. But that wasn't important anymore.
After he left Twilight's place, he had found Sweetie Belle and had just been trying to give Opal to her when Rarity herself had shown up. She looked a wreck, and seemed to be angry at him. But as soon as he touched her mane, her anger seemed to melt into something else. Something resembling… pleasure.
But of course, this was all in hindsight. He had assumed that he had blown it, that he had ruined his chance and overstepped his bounds. So he wasted all of the next day being moody and angry. He had even been rude to Twilight. The thought of how he had acted towards her was still causing him to wince with pangs of guilt. But he had apologized later. And just as he was feeling the lowest he had ever felt, something amazing happened.
Rarity had come to him and not only apologized, but she had asked him to tea the next day.
She asked me to tea! Me!
Which reminds me...
He checked his reflexion in the mirror again.
Still crooked.
He looked down to readjust his bow tie and then checked again.
"AAAHHH!"
A sudden image had appeared in the mirror, causing Spike to leap backwards and fall flat on his face. He looked up into the mirror again and saw Pinkie Pie's reflection staring back at him. "Hiya, Spike!" she said cheerily.
"Stop doing that!" Spike said annoyed, as he got up off the floor.
"Stop doing what?" she asked, looking puzzled.
"That!" Spike said, pointed at her angrily and causing her face to transform into one of confusion.
"Well, okay, if you say so!" She sat down.
"No, not that! Stop sneaking up on me like that!" Spike turned around and scrutinized himself in the mirror once more.
"Well then, how do you want me sneaking up on you? Like this?" Spike felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that Pinkie Pie was face to face with him again.
"AAAHHH!" Spike fell to the floor again. "Stop it!"
"Well fine, but you really need to make up your mind" said Pinkie as she looked at him. "Hey, nice bow tie! It looks really fancy."
"What are you doing here?" Spike got up from the floor once again, even more annoyed. He had enough to worry about without Pinkie Pie's silliness.
"Silly, I'm here to help you! Remember?"
"What are you talking ab–– "
Oh, wait. No.
"NO! I don't need any help. That was only if I needed help."
Pinkie pouted. "But you do need help! If I don't go, who knows what will happen!"
"Please, Pinkie, I need you to go! This has to go off without a hitch, or Rarity will never want to speak to me again."
Pinkie thought about this, before frowning in resignation. "Okay, I'll leave. I have to check on everything anyway." She started to head out.
"Good. Wait…WHAT?"
"Bye Spike! Good luck!"
"Wait, Pinkie, come back!"
Pinkie glanced back at him, shaking her head in amusement. "Now you want me to stay? You really do need help making up your mind." And with that she was gone.
Perfect. Simply perfect.
Spike sighed as he closed the door and stared at himself in the mirror depressingly.
Now she'll be trying her Pinkie best to make this a date. As if I didn't have enough to worry about.
He looked at the clock to see the time, and did a double-take. It was nearly time. He ran to the door and was almost there when Twilight jumped in front of him.
"Hold on, Spike!" she proclaimed. "I'm here to save you!"
"Yeah, whatever" he said. "Look, I'm in kind of a hurry here so if you would just move I can still––"
"Spike, wait." She rummaged in her bag and pulled out a big wooden stick. "What are you doing? I'm going to be late anyway and–Ow!"
Twilight had hit him with the stick. "What are you– stop doing– STOP! STOP!" Twilight stopped, looking disappointed. Spike glared at her, massaging his arm tenderly. "What was that for?"
Twilight appeared to not have heard him. "I guess he didn't start with you. I need to find her right now, and fast!"
Spike dipped his head towards her slightly, looking for answers. "What are you talking about?"
Twilight checked the clock. "I need to go see her now." she said and without any explanation she left. Spike didn't even pay attention to where she went, galloping full speed out the door.
I don't have time for this.
He ran all the way to the cafe that Rarity had said to meet her at. He was only about three minutes late, but as he looked around he didn't see Rarity, Twilight, or Pinkie. He breathed a sigh of relief and found a table. He got one outside and sat with his back to the cafe so he could see Rarity coming. He sat and waited. He waited about three minutes before a terrible thought struck him as only terrible thoughts did when he was nervous.
Maybe she isn't coming.
Maybe she got the time wrong, maybe she got cold feet, maybe she got here early and didn't think I was coming and now she hates me even more.
But luckily at that moment, Rarity came trotting into sight wearing a simple but nice hat and to Spike's embarrassment, the ruby he gave her on his birthday.
"Hello Spike," she said, giving him a glowing smile. His heart seemed to want to burst from his chest.
"Hello Rarity," he said returning the smile weakly. She sat down in the chair closest to him.
"Sorry I was so late Spike. I got stopped on the way a couple of times." Rarity said as she continued to beam at him.
"That's okay," Spike said. "Do you want to order something?"
"That's okay Spike. I'm not that hungry. Do you want something? I'm thinking of just having some tea," Rarity answered. He thought for a minute. If he asked for food then Rarity would offer to pay and he didn't want that.
"That's okay. I'll have tea too."
"So what did you want to talk about?" Spike asked, immediately regretting it. He should have waited and not been so blunt. Rarity looked taken aback and a little nervous.
"Oh I… well…I… just wanted to… apologize again for being so cruel to you this week. You didn't deserve to be treated like that."
"Oh that's okay," he said.
"It wasn't okay! I had no right to be angry with you," Rarity said looking at him. "Can you forgive me?"
"Of course I can," Spike said.
"So how are you doing Rarity? I heard you're designing a new dress," Spike said slyly. And she was off, talking about how she wanted to shape it, what colors she would use and now and again asking Spike his opinion on ideas. Spike had had a lot of experience with this by now and knew to just nod and say "yes," or "that would look nice too," whenever Rarity paused for breath. Rarity was so wrapped up in what she was saying that she didn't even notice the waiter, or in this case waitress, was standing at their table.
"How are you today? Will you be having anything to eat or do you just want tea?" The waitresses voice sounded a little gravelly, like someone with a sore throat. Spike turned to place his order and froze. It was Pinkie Pie.
"What would you like to have today sir?" Asked Pinkie. Rarity had evidently not noticed the arrival of one of her closest friends because she said,
"I'd love some tea thank you. Anyway–"
"Pinkie!" Spike hissed from the corner of his mouth.
"Go away, you're going to ruin everything!"
"My name is not Pinkie Pie! It's Kipine Ipe and I would like to be addressed as such!" Spike looked at "Kepine" and groaned. Her disguise consisted of a hat and apron from the cafe, a brown wig, and a piece of paper taped to her cutiemark with a cup scribbled messily on it.
"Pinkie Leave me alone!"
"Spike I have never met you before in my life!" Said Kepine. "Now may I take your order?"
"I'll have tea too," said Spike. Kepine didn't move.
"Please Kepine," he said through clenched teeth.
"Okie dokie loki!" She said and bounced off.
"What do you think Spike?" Rarity asked.
"What?" Spike said as he watched Kepine hop off.
"I said do you think that I should use baby blue or sky blue for the hem?"
"Oh…ah baby blue?" He said feeling very off footed.
"That sounds marvelous! Thank you Spike," Rarity said. Rarity started up again and continued on into the night.
"Where is that tea?" Rarity asked as she looked around for their "waitress". Spike watched her trot to the counter and spoke to the colt there for a few minutes. After a few minutes, she came back.
"Spike," she said. Spike looked up. She sounded suspicious.
"Yeah?" Spike asked innocently.
Oh no! She found out about Kepine. I mean Pinkie! She's going to kill me!
He decided the best thing to do was act dumb.
"The colt at the register told me something very interesting," she said.
"Really?" He said. He felt like he was sweating buckets.
"Yes. He said someone payed him so that no one would come to our table."
Spike wished that he was anywhere else but here.
"Spike that's…that's… so sweet!"
"I DIDN'T KNOW THAT… wait, what?"
"You payed him so that we could talk without being interrupted! Oh Spikey-Wikey you are the most thoughtful, considerate, most generous dragon I've ever met!"
"Oh it was nothing," he said feebly.
"Thank you for a marvelous night Spike," she said looking at him. She bent down and kissed him on the cheek. And on that note she left, leaving a very confused but overjoyed Spike in her wake.
