Me and Gear Switch apologize about the short hiatus guys, we were having discussions about releasing an old story Gear wanted to restart from the beginning and we came to an agreement to re-edit the chapters one-by-one. I believe some of you have heard of it if you've known Gears stories, "Jealousy for Spike" will be the story to come back. We haven't planned the return date, but it will be possibly early October or late September of 2013. Now lets get over to reviews shall we:
GoneSouth1: Nice job kidnapping the original Gear Switch, "SpikesBestMan1". Try again when you have planned out things.
Karlos1234ify: Well thank you, I watch WWE often with Notch and we have our own favorites; mine is Randy Orton and Notchs' is Daniel Bryan.
DarkPaladinmon: The future will be seized and the present will be controlled and the past will be deceased.
He23t: But when...? Dum dummm dummmmmmm!
Harbinger-of-Script: Notch says thank you, it was his first time attempting a clop without any of my help.
Portalfan43510: Oh... Damn I feel stupid! Oh well, that's what happens when your brain malfunctions from its gears.
Westeon: Yay! It's coming back after a long wait!
Anonymous (from chapter 3): Only on Sundays that happens with Gear and Trixie, it's complicating to explain.
Enjoy...
-2 Weeks Later-
Another day of having to deal with keeping those two fillies away from himself; in both his mind and in reality. Bell rings for another day of school and he starts sprinting out the door, wondering to himself when he'll get the guts to personally tell them that he loves them both. At least he got the third to keep her mouth shut of that deep secret of him bucking both of them in the same week.
Though Spike had thought, not only to himself, but to the Crusaders as well, all believed they wouldn't have anymore trouble with their bullies: Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon, Snips and Snails. Turns out that drove those four to be even more crucial with words and actions, like how last Wednesday when Snips and Snails spitted their gum on Spikes backpack when he wasn't looking. He got pissed when Sweetie Belle told him the second after and then he spat a small green fireball towards Snails and burnt a paper to ash; which happened to be the colts homework.
Asides from last week-Spike was heading to Sugarcube Corner for a treat... alone temporarily. Feeling the wind rush past him and the backpack he carried on his shoulders beginning to grow heavier, he took turns and swerves to find a way to shake off two fillies that wanted to be with him, practically desperate for him as well. He finally found an opportunity along the path to the town bakery and leapt into an average-sized bush.
Breathing quickly while he kept a paw on his chest; taking in huge inhales that made him look like a body-builder after each take-in of oxygen. He heard one filly zoom by the bush, giving him a moment to sigh in relief, but the other? Where was the other? He peeked through the many small gaps between the leaves and branches of the bush and was not able to catch a glimpse of the second filly he thought was also following behind. Guess the other filly had lost him... for now.
Spike stood up, feeling both fear and relief; with a side of nervousness. He took another peer around his surroundings and wept a hand across his forehead, "Phew... Glad I lost them, now time to talk to Applebloom at Sugarcube about how I can approach both of them without the two having to practically kill eachother?," he said aloud to himself, walking away from his temporary hiding spot and walking peacefully back on the main dirt road to the sweets shop. He thought to himself why he could've and why he should've told the both sooner before they got indulgent over him in complicating ways. As much as he waned over the fact that Scootaloo had a great attitude of things that he adored and that Sweetie Belle has an innocent democracy that made her look cute, not to mention she's an actual living dictionary.
Upon reaching Sugarcube Corner after a short two minutes, Spike walked through the open doorway and received an explosive confetti ambush to his face. "AAAAHHHH! CONFETTI! ... Wait?... Confetti?," he asked himself, grabbing a purple strip that was on his nose and lifting it up to his eyes, "Okay Pinkie... What's with the confetti that I was assaulted with?" He looked around for a certain pony anypony would recognize as the party pony of the town. Looking left and right and even behind him because this mare of just pink fur and pink hair color could spring up from anywhere at anytime without the slightest hint of perseverance of her presence.
"HIYA! SPIKE!"
Spike heard the voice of the omnibus pony, looking around again in the bakery; still no sign of the overjoyed mare. He blinked and looked up to the ceiling, then a pink object fell from up there and landed in front of him with a massive smile on her face that would enlighten anyone's day. He had a surprised look, "How did you even... How did you get up there?"
She giggled and bounced around him, "That's a secret that even the writers can't figure out." Pinkie Pie bounced behind the register and awaited for the dragon to approach, "So what can I getcha today?"
The purple reptile walked towards the register with a confused look, "Writers? What writers exactly...nev-nevermind...the usual; you know, a cupcake."
"Coming right up!," she yelled with much enthusiasm, springing into the kitchen and returning back a split-second later with a green frosted cupcake atop of her wildly puffy pink mane. "With worms too, the way you like it!" Pinkie tossed the tasty treat off her head and it flung to the dragon, just for him to catch it mid-air and take an instant bite into it.
"And it's...good as...always," he thanked between chews, walking over to the nearest empty table and seating himself in a chair. He gulped down, "So hows it been Pinkie?"
The party-pony scratched her chin simultaneously, "Wellllll... ... Today has been great! While you were at school, Twilight, Rarity, Applejack and I made an apple flavored cake with apple slices decorated around each layer, there were four layers by the way. Then after that, we ate it and it was really good and scrumptious. Then after that, Rainbow Dash stopped by and we all saw her kiss Applejack fully on the lips in front of everypony that was in the bakery, even Mr. and Mrs. Cake saw and they couldn't respond with that and with that, they left with Pumpkin and Pound to the market to..." She stopped due to her complete loss of breath. She took in a massive inhale and resumed, "...get just anything so they could get their mind off of Applejack and Rainbow Dash. And that's when Twilight left and Rarity followed along. Then I left to Fluttershys because I rembered that I was gonna do a quiet picnic with her animal friends and-"
"Okay I think that's enough. I think I got the whole story of today," Spike interrupted quite rudely, putting his hand up towards Pinkies face and making her shut her mouth slowly. Just as that happened, an orange earth filly trotted in with a brown saddlepack being held in her jaws and her face looked less...enthusiastic than the pink ponys.
This orange pony noticed the purple dragon and walked over to the table he was sitting at, seating herself next to him with an aggravated look as she placed her pack next to her on the ground. "Hey Spike," she greeted nicely sitting comfortably in her chair.
"Hey Applebloom, looks like you made without being noticed I see," Spike greeted back kindly, not seeing that the crazed pony was peeking her head between the two young ones slowly and quite creepily.
Applebloom looked behind herself and screamed out to the sight of Pinkie being mere inches from her face. "Pinkie!," she huffed as she felt her chest thump like if the life in her depended on it, "Why were creeping up on us like that?," she decided to ask.
The memetic pony smiled and started swerving we head around the bakery, scanning her surroundings for any life-form. She turned her face back to the two children, "I know exactly what's going on," she said quietly, making the dragon grab onto his chest where his heart was like if it was being pumped by a compressor.
"Who told you?!," he questioned as his pupils started widening in disbelief. He received a joking laugh from Pinkie that she even fell over on her back.
"You should've seen the look on your face Spike. It. Was. Priceless!," she said getting herself back together, then her smiling face turned serious the following second, "A little birdie tells me you're in love Spike." That was enough words to make the dragon choke on another bite of his cupcake. "Who is it?"
Spike coughed viciously until he spat out the mush of his cupcake inside his mouth and swallowed it again without chewing, then spoke out with ease, "Why would you care exactly?"
"Ooh so you ARE in love? I always thought it was Rarity but that look in your eyes tells me it isn't."
Applebloom tapped Pinkies shoulder, "B'fore he says somethin', can ya get me a milkshake please?," she asked hypothetically. The pink pony nodded joyfully and sprang off. "Okay Spike, Ah think meetin' here wasn' such a good idea," she said worriedly.
The reptile shook his head in agreement, "She somehow figures out everything, even if she isn't around nor if you even mention any slightest hint about it—she just finds out no matter how much you keep it secrete." He turned his head around from Applebloom and checked for the hyper mare who hasn't gotten back with the fillys drink. He turned back and whispered, "How do I tell Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle that I like them both without having them having to kill for me?"
"Well that's simple!," Pinkie yelled excitedly, returning back with a tray that had a blended drink on it. She passed the drink over to Applebloom and turned her attention back to Spike, "All you have to do is tell them, how hard is that?"
"This is Scootaloo, the one that wants to be just like Rainbow Dash, and then there's Sweetie Belle, kinda like Fluttershy at times and then could explode with rage at any given time. Yes it's going to be hard to say anything like that," Spike countered, resting his chin on his hand before getting an unexplainable look from Pinkie Pie who was looking to a clock that was towards the wall next to the register. She then bounced herself to the clock for a closer look, not noticing the raising eyebrows of Spike and Applebloom.
"Oh my half-baked chocolate cupcakes with chocolate chips inside it's time to go prank with Rainbow Dash!" She draped herself back to the dragon and the filly with an upset look, "I wish I could talk more little treats, but Pinkie has to be with Rainbow Dash in about less than a minute—Bye!" She sped out the door fast enough that even a Wonderbolt would be impressed of.
"Well t'at was awkward, "Applebloom said before taking a quick slurp from her milkshake, "Ya wanna go back t' the farm? Applejack wanted me ta help 'er with collectin' apples today, ah think she'll b' happy if another hoof would help." She left the glass cup on the table as she hopped off her seat and placed back on her saddlepack.
Spike thought for a moment and shrugged, "Okay then, Twilight today had to be with Fluttershy almost all day anyway to help with her animals." He as well got off his chair and strapped on his backpack, "Lets be sure not to run into Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo on the way." The two walked out the door, heading in the direction that lead to the farm, feeling justified and concerned about Pinkies sudden disappearance. It did seem normal to the two that the mare would dash out the door and vanish from sight, just with other conflicts going on, it didn't feel the same to them.
They kept themselves on the dirt road to Sweet Apple Acres, having a nice conversation about 'what if this happened' and 'what if that happened'. Backfiring on eachothers question, conceited of their statements being possible or impossible if something unpredictable occurred from out-of-the-blue. Not to mention the sound of an impending march of hooves stamping vigorously around the ground following behind the two friends.
"You're hearing that too right?," Spike asked, trying to find the direction of the ominous sounds.
"Uh oh...," Applebloom replied worriedly.
"Uh oh, what?"
"I think we should start pickin' up the pace," the filly said as she started to jog herself at a higher speed.
"Why?," the draconic creature asked once more, picking up speed as well to keep alongside with the farm pony.
"Ah'll just say it might be somethin' big," she replied jokingly.
The stamping grew louder and more heavier in their eardrums, showing no doubt that whatever it was was coming close and fast, sending timid stiffness down the twos spines in mostly fear. Then dust tarted to spring-up from behind, still the objects coming was a distance away, they started to run to the farm.
"Yep, it's a stampede...," Spike muttered to himself. "I think we should move off the road," he said aloud sarcastically.
"Ya think?!," Bloom shouted back.
"YEEEEEE HAW! Gather 'em roun' Winona!," an obvious voice called from the approaching stampede; a pony of orange fur running fiercely on one side of the herd, which of what looked to be was cows.
"Not again with the stampede!," Spike yelled, leaping off the dirt road with Applebloom and both landing on their backs so the sprinting pony could ramble up all the spotted dairy animals with her mostly brown and shimmed white dog.
"It's Applejack, what woulda expect Spike?," the filly remarked.
"I know she can handle this single-hoofedly, but why at this time? It's so random for that to happen."
"Well maybe there must've been somethin' ta waste some time?," Applebloom suggested.
"Waste some time? For what?" The pony shrugged in response.
Spike sat up on the few patches of grass after having to leap on the road, grabbing onto his left wrist that sent out a shock of pain when he moved it around, "OW! Damn, I hurt my wrist!" One more siege of pain surged through his wrist the next instant he stood up.
Applebloom got up on all fours and looked at the injured wrist, "Did you fall on it?," she asked as she started getting back on the road again.
"Maybe... It stings though if I twist it," he replied amidly.
"Lets hurry up then, Granny Smith will have ya fixed up faster then a hungry jackrabbit."
"So you don't know what happened to Spike, Twilight?"
"I already said no Sweetie Belle, why do need him so badly?"
"I told you last week, I'm in love with him."
"Well he'll be back, just be patient."
"He's probably with Scootaloo."
"Why do you say that?"
"Scootaloo loves him too..."
"... ...Oh, that's inconvenient."
"Why's that?"
"I had that same problem before about love."
"Really? I don't expect you to be with anypony at all, especially with the way you are."
"What are you trying to say?"
"That you're a brainiac and can be sometimes overwhelmed by books and studying that you wouldn't care to go out with any colt whatsoever for any reason."
"Well a brainiac can also have a colt too you know."
"With whom exactly?"
"That I don't want to talk about."
"Well I'll be going back looking for Spike since you don't know where he is."
"And yet I still wonder how she can be a dictionary if she's real impatient."
"Are you positive Rarity? Positive?"
"For the hundredth time; yes Scootaloo, I do not know the whereabouts of Spike."
"He must be with Sweetie Belle..."
"Why on earth would he be with my sister?"
"She loves him as do I."
"A love triangle, very indulgent; like Fluttershy and Twilight with that one colt, I can't seem to remember his name."
"Twilight and Fluttershy? Now those seem like the least likely mares to go for a colt and for themselves to be with one."
"Just because they look that way doesn't mean they'll always be like that...most of the time."
"I gotta go to the clubhouse, see if they're there! I will not let Sweetie Belle take Spike from me!"
"This is new to me and I think I must tell the others about this..."
One of our other short chapters, sorry guys, but it's better than nothing because next chapter will be the shocker of the story... in Notchs' opinion.
Well I think they'll never figure out both the references of your previous story and both of the fourth wall breaks.
Good for you, I don't have any idea why you still wanted to do that.
Because it's nice to give out some challenges in the story.
It's meant to be read and enjoyed, not a game challenge.
No spoilers this time like last chapter you ignorant boob.
That's my line you ignorant boob.
Boob!
Self-Indulgent!
Low self-esteemed insane German pony scientist!
... ... ... ... You're an ass...
"Happy Reading Experiences" before I place Notch in a bucking room.
-G§
"Color the Pathway From Notch to Night"
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