Jazz walked into a vets office, the bell ringing above her head as she walked in the door. Behind the counter was a pale, dark haired man wearing a doctor's coat. He was tidying papers when he looked up at the new comer.
"Jazz!" He exclaimed, smiling. He walked out through a little gate and hugged Jazz.
"Hi Spike! How have things been lately?" Jazz inquired.
Jazz and spike have been friends for a long time but they both got busy during high school. While she still tried to help him her best, they hadn't had much time to hang out.
"They've been good. I got this new office opened up which is pretty cool. There's not much staff yet but we're making due. How have been things with you?"
"Oh you know." Jazz started. "Still dealing with my crazy family and ghosts on a daily basis. Recently I got hired as the school psychologist at Casper High."
Spike nudged Jazz. "Still bent on helping troubled teens, huh?"
"Why of course!" She beamed.
Spike went back behind the counter and finished tidying up his papers before looking back at Jazz.
"Wanna meet one of the patients?"
Jazz smiled.
"Certainly."
Together they walked through the door leading to the examination rooms and kennels. There Spike led her to an enclosure that had a small calico cat inside of it. He opened the door to the cage, and picked her up and sat down on the couch nearby.
"She was a stray that somebody found in an alley one day. She was sick and so they brought her in." He scratched the cat behind the ear. Jazz could hear her begin to purr.
"We've dubbed her Princess." Spike continued. "Once she started getting healthier, she seemed to have a bit of regality in her. She acts like she owns the place."
Jazz smiled, thinking of a memory brought on my the name. "Remember when we used to play and you would save me from the dragon?"
Spike nodded. "I remember."
Jazz stood at the top of their pillow mountain. Her dad had a monster mask on and was circling the pile.
"Help me! I've been trapped by this dragon! Help!"
Jazz's shouts rang throughout the house, and soon enough a young boy wielding a giant spoon came around the corner and entered the room.
"It is I, Sir Spikelot, and I will free you from this beast!"
Jack then 'rawred' at spike, and began creeping towards him.
The closer Jack got, the higher he raised his spoon. Once Jack was close enough, he brought it down to his stomach. Jack got poked, and he fell over dramatically, roaring out in pain.
Spike climbed to the top of the mountain after defeating the monster and grabbed Jazz's hand.
"I have freed you my lady!" He bowed. "Now let us escape this land and have ice cream to our hearts content!"
Together, Jazz and Spike ran off to the kitchen where Maddie awaited them with bowls of ice cream.
"Weren't those the days." Jazz said. "No worries, troubles, or problems. Just imaginary monsters and ice cream."
Spike smiled and brought her into a one armed side hug. "Now we got problems and real monsters."
Jazz sent him a look, but a hint of a smile was on her face.
Spike squeezed her shoulder. "Don't worry. All my monsters and problems were left in my past."
Smiling, Jazz began to pet Princess.
"I'm glad to hear that."