That DOES IT! Spike has had enough. He won't deal with Twilight anymore. Not when she can get so mean and yell so loud. He'll go off somewhere else. Somewhere where he can be alone. Curled beneath a hill, he hears a gentle voice call for him.
Twilight is desperate for love—and that desperation dooms her chances for it. Taken to a bar on an other-worldly night, her failure of flirting runs her into Spike. Gone for months yet a regular here. She requests his help in finding love.
Applejack visits the lawless west, in need of a bounty hunter.
Spike dreams of becoming a true dragon, and with no one to help him, he seeks comfort and training from a returning Tempest Shadow. In the month before she must leave, can she give the strength, skills, wisdom he needs? Two similar souls find solace.
After hitting a growth spurt, Spike is much taller and stronger and has also grown wings. Needing someone to train him on how to fly, he turns to Rainbow Dash. As Spike learns how to fly, he also learns more about Rainbow, as she dose about him.
Retirement becomes boring once the relaxation fades. Boredom strikes. Celestia is content; Luna is not. But it's Twilight, sending them on a mission, one like they underwent, countless years ago, to pave dangerous lands into something safe. Together.
We all want to be liked. If we could, we'd take acceptance and respect, but, for the time being, we'll take just being liked. What happens when a dragon dislikes us?
Dragons are terrifying for none can hear the words inside the roars. Fluttershy, the only pony to understand them, is silent and terrified for a different reason. The girls are attacked by a foul group, but are saved by a silent, purple dragon.
The weak Princess sits on her throne. Guards—and a dragon—keep monsters behind the door. The Elements concentrate on a spell. Fewer guards return in each instance. And more of Spike is eaten by non-existence.
"You'd be more useful if you were a rug beneath my hooves." Seconds passed. "If it meant you would step all over me? I would gladly transform into a carpet." A groan. "Shut it, jerk." And then Starlight and Spike went off to rule the world.
Madness. Madness has overtaken Twilight Sparkle. The world ends when her spell is complete. Twilight has to die—and Spike has to kill her. But he can't. He loves her. So back in time he goes, learning to hate so he may complete the deed.
Spike final thoughts before leaving Ponyville.
Sunset won't wear pants; Twilight has to convince her otherwise. Their love can only blossom.
Rarity is stressed. Defeated! Orders and deadlines and overwork just the norm. Because of this, Spike goes without his apron, flexing his shredded body all in the hope to make her feel better. Because that's how things work, right?
It hasn't been long since Twilight and Spike moved into town. Spike doesn't feel close to the girls, and because of this, writes each of them a letter—hoping to invite them to his party.