Spike sat there, on the lake's edge for a few minutes (or was it seconds?) "What the hay was that...?" was all he said in that time. Eventually eh decided to get up and go back home. As he drew closer to the Library, he saw the one thing he wished he didn't: the lights were off, but there were faint voices coming from inside. 'Great, so their either throwing me a party... or their gonna try to comfort me...' he couldn't think of a way in, without having them see or hear him. He actually was quite good at climbing, but he always made a bunch of nosie when he climbed through a window, so that option was ruled out. 'Guess i'll have to go somewhere else...' he thought to himself '...but where?' He looked around town, but there was nowhere that he could go where a pony wouldn't see him. And then teh pony would probably tell Twilight and the others where he was. So, Spike, decided to go to the outskirts of the town and be there. Just as he arrived, he heard a loud crash and someponies groaning unhappily. He decided to tgo check it out. "...o hangliding isn't our special talent!" said somepony that Spike recognised the voice of immediately: Applebloom. Spike KNEW that they woudl have ehard about what happened one way or another and decided not to let them see him. He was about to turn and leave when one of them, Scootaloo, said: "Whats that purple thing?" Spike had a few seconds to do something, and he chose climbing a tree as afst as he could. This was margianally succesfull; they didn't find him, but they knew he was there and eh was trapped up there. "Oh buck me." he whispered to himself.