The Drake and the MaresChapter 1 - The PartyMore Like This
To say he was excited would have been an understatement. He had been waiting for this day for a long time, and now that it was here, he couldn't be happier. Spike was a dragon, yet one far less temperamental than many of his kind were known to be. Since the moment of his birth, he had spent his life, not around others of his kind, but among ponies. Unicorns, pegasi and earth ponies were more familiar to him than any other fire-breathers. But even so, there were some things that both types of creature knew was a cause for celebration, and this was most definitely one of them. For this was the day of Spike's eighteenth Birthday, his passage into adulthood.
Being the youngest from among his collection of closest friends, he'd been known as the "baby" of the group, even during his teen years. But after today, that would all change. Right now he was standing in the room that he'd been living in ever since his move to Ponyville so many years ago. Much had changed in tho
A Sight for Really Sore EyesSweet Apple Acres was cool this time of year and as usual Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash were in a pranking mood. Normally, they would aim for Applejack, but this time they were targeting her older brother Big Macintosh. They had set a surprise for him on a path they knew he would take eventually. The prank was that once he hit a tripwire they had set up a pulled back branch would be released and hit him in the chest. For Pinkie and Rainbow it was set at face level, but Big Mac was taller not to mention that his yoke would protect him so he was not in danger. They only wanted to surprise or scare the quiet stallion. What happened was still a surprise but was not fun.More Like This
Fluttershy was walking along Ponyville square when a sudden craving for an apple pastry came over her. She immediately headed to Sugarcube Corner to find Pinkie Pie. The town bakery was alive with happy activity and smelled wonderful to the pegasus who was used to the simple quiet smells of nature. Fluttershy walked to the co
AlwaysTwilight Sparkle, huddled up in bed for some much needed rest after a long day's work, catches herself awake trying to turn over, and notices the cot Spike sleeps in. Only empty.More Like This
"Spike?", she calls out. An audible thump comes from beyond the bedroom stairwell.
Twilight unravels herself out of the sheets and canters off the bed towards the stairwell that leads to the library. Hoofing her way down, she notices a figure against the shadows bearing a familiar scaly tail next to a collapsed stack of books.
"I'm sorry, Twi.", says Spike, putting the books back in place. "Did I wake you?"
"No. Did you get out of bed just to arrange books?" says Twilight, jokingly.
Spike doesn't reply at once, only because what he was about to say was the hardest thing he's ever had to do.
"I'm leaving, Twilight."
Twilight's cheeriness dissipates, for indeed he was. Twilight notices Spike's trademark bindle, which was packed, wrapped up and set to go.
"Where are you going, Spike?", asks a concerned
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The Apple family were swamped with ponies clamoring to buy the cider they had spent the past hour making. They wouldn't notice if she slipped away, no one would in this sea of ponies.
Twilight focused a picture of the, what had they called it? Super Speedy Cider Squeezy, in her mind and teleported. She found herself on the side of the road, next to a small cafe, several miles outside of Ponyville. Her eyes immediately picked out the bright red and white mane of one of the brothers.
"Hey!" she called out. The stallion turned around, it was the one without the mustache.
"We're leaving," he replied, "No need for any more trouble." He looked anxious.
"I don't want trouble, I want answers," said Twilight standing her ground.
"And what answers would those be little filly?" asked Flim.
"You're machine. I've never seen anything like it. How does it work? The mix of machinery and magic is amazing!"
A look of surprise crossed the stallion's face, then he smiled. "Well that's a lot of technical t
How It Works: Chapter 16More Like This
Chapter 16: Words You Need to Hear
"GET OUT!" screamed Twilight. Sweat darkened the fur on her brow and her hooves were wrapped tightly in the blankets of the hospital bed. The tan stallion stepped back stunned hooves clicking on the tile floor.
"Get out," she screamed again tears pricking at her eyes. She couldn't take it anymore, the stress, the pain, the hovering of Flim. "I hate you."
Flim stumbled out the door, glancing over his shoulder at the enraged mare. Outside Fluttershy and Applejack looked at him with wide eyes. They were the only two who had arrived as of yet. "Wha happened?" asked AJ shocked.
"She she kicked me out. She doesn't want me near her," he replied, his voice was choked.
"Oh, oh no," whispered Fluttershy. "Is she okay?"
"As fine as she can be," he muttered. "You two should go in there; someone needs to be with her." His eyes focused on the tiles beneath his hooves as he walked away, leaving the two mares.
Flim found a bench outside the doors of the hospital
Silent Ponyville Ending 3More Like This
Ending It's a twist
Unlock Condition: Don't see all of the memories before facing Slender Mane for the last time
She opened the door, stepping out.
Outside the door she saw four torches lit around an open arena. A pathway was lit for her leading to it. A fence was placed along the path and arena so she couldn't go anywhere else.
She gently put her lantern away as she walked towards the center of the arena. She could feel small tremors shaking through the world as she walked.
As she reached one side of the arena, from the ground on the opposite side the Slender Pony emerged from ground. He stood tall over her, his presence still bearing down.
"The truth " Pinkie whispered to herself as she stared at the Slender Pony, her phonograph letting off a slight buzz.
"I see it's the truth behind everything isn't it something I've been hiding from, something that you show me." She tried to rationalize everything.
The Slender Pony began to walk slowly towards, the haze of his