In Spike's mansion's training room one afternoon, Spike was in his armored mode going up against Vinyl, Applejack, Stone, and Rainbow Dash. As Vinyl was using her quick reflexes to dodge most of Spike's fire shots, she fired her energy musical notes at him. Spike however used his own reflexes to avoid her attacks.

"Looks like we found out what he got from Rarity." Applejack noted to Rainbow.

"Yeah. She was always the lean and flexible one in combat." Rainbow agreed.

Stone and Spike shot blasts of fire at each other, but to Stone's surprise Spike's fire started looking bigger than it did before. He got caught in one of Spike's shots and rolled across the floor, "And it looks like his time with Sunset Shimmer increased his fire power."

"Let's see how his speed matches!" Rainbow said, as she used her own flying speed against Spike's, while Stone used Tempest.

The three were moving so fast, Applejack and Vinyl could barely see them. Eventually the three powered down, having had enough sparring. Spike spoke to the group, "Thanks for the workout, guys. With these extra power ups, I feel even more capable of taking on anything."

"Twilight wanted us to test the extent of the abilities you've gained so far." Applejack reminded him.

"And so far you've really proven you can last even longer in a fight than before." Stone added.

"And I'll need to for the next inevitable fights." Spike put in.

"But until something comes up, we should take advantage of the peaceful times we have." Rainbow noted.

"You bet." Vinyl agreed.

The door to the training room opened, as Twilight and Fluttershy entered, "Hi, guys. How's training going?"

"All good, Twilight." Spike answered.

"Spike's new abilities are sure as sugar giving us all a work out." Applejack said.

"Well, as long as you keep honing them, Spike. You'll be fine. And the rest of you keep honing your own abilities." Twilight instructed.

"You know it, Twilight." Rainbow replied.

"Spike, I was wondering if you have any plans tonight?" Fluttershy asked.

"No, Fluttershy. Why, did you need me for anything?" Spike asked, as he toweled off.

"Well, I promised I'd have dinner with my parents tonight. You know it's been awhile since I saw them."

"Yeah, not since you moved in with me."

"Yes. So I was wondering if you'd like to join me tonight?" she offered.

"It's nothing fancy, right?" Spike asked.

"Nothing like that. Just a casual dinner."

"Then I'm good with that."

"Oh, thank you so much." Fluttershy embraced him, as Spike smiled and blushed.

'Ah, Fluttershy's sweet-sweet melons brushing into my chest. So wonderful.' he though in lust, until he saw Twilight scowling at him, before shaking off his lustful look.

After grabbing a quick shower and change of clothes, Spike walked with Fluttershy to her family home. They walked up to the door, as Fluttershy used her spare house key to let themselves in, "Mom! Dad! I'm here!" she called.

Coming to the front door was Fluttershy's parents who embraced her, "Fluttershy, welcome home, dear." her mom greeted.

"How've you been, pumpkin?" her father asked.

"I'm doing good, thank you. Mom, dad, you remember Spike, don't you?" she showed them Spike.

"Ah, Mr. Drake, welcome to our home." Mr. Shy welcomed.

"We know it's nothing like your place, but it's home." Mrs. Shy said.

Spike looked around seeing the place reminded him of his grandmother's home, what with the old furniture the mantle that had multiple pictures on it, and a tall case containing fine china and other little glass objects, "I think it's charming."

"So how're you parents doing, Spike?" Mr. Shy asked.

"Mom and dad are fine. They're on a little vacation to themselves. So I got my house to myself. Well, me, Fluttershy, and the others, of course."

"That's good to know," Mrs. Shy said, "And we really want to thank you for looking after our daughter."

"Not that she even needs to be looked after," her dad said nervously, "I mean, she always was the bold one of the family."

"Dad!" Fluttershy called, as Spike did a double take between Fluttershy and her parents and spoke.

"Fluttershy, the bold one in the family?" Fluttershy giggled sheepishly.

"Hello-hello!" came another voice from behind.

They saw walking into the house was a tall boy with grayish cerise eyes, his hair was pale, light grayish gold and done up. His attire included, sneakers, blue jeans, and a yellow shirt covered by a pale, light grayish aquamarine long sleeved unbuttoned shirt.

"Zephyr!" Fluttershy cheered, as she embraced the boy.

"Well, welcome home, sis. So good to see you," the boy named Zephyr greeted her, before spotting Spike, "Oh, we have a guest with us. Nice to meetcha. I'm Zephyr Breeze, Fluttershy's brother."

"Spike Drake."

"So you're Spike," Zephyr began, "Fluttershy's told me so much about you."

"Well, she didn't mention much of you," Spike said, while noticing Zephyr looked a little hurt upon hearing that. Spike turned to Fluttershy, "I didn't know you had a big brother, Fluttershy."

"Oh, I don't," she answered, "Zephyr is my... little brother."

Spike gawked before looking back at Zephyr seeing how much taller he was than the two, "Little brother?!"

Zephyr chuckled, "Yes, many always confuse our positions as elder and younger. I just had a growth spurt over the years."

"That must've been some growth spurt." Spike said, still feeling shocked.

Later on at the dinner table, Spike was enjoying dinner with Fluttershy and her family, as Zephyr spoke up to his sister, "So, sis, how is old Rainbow's the best runner there ever was Dash?"

Spike looked at Zephyr feeling irked, as Fluttershy answered, "Rainbow's fine, Zephyr."

"Good to hear. Has she talked about me recently?" he inquired, while Spike's eye began twitching.

"No she hasn't." Fluttershy replied, knowing where this was headed.

"What a shame. Personally, I was hoping you'd be coming back with her as our guest," Spike cleared his throat loudly, until Zephyr continued, "Not that there's a problem with bringing home your own guy friend."

"I should hope not." Spike grumbled, but decided to stomach it.

"Anyway, Zephyr, how many times do I have to tell you? Rainbow Dash doesn't like you in that way." Fluttershy told her brother.

"Oh, she's probably just playing hard to get. As always." he said smugly.

"Playing hard to get with a guy like you. Of course," Spike said dryly, before speaking to the parents, "So Mr. and Mrs. Shy what do you two do for a living?"

"Well, I like to garden a lot," Mrs. Shy began, "In fact I sell most of my plants and flowers to the local greenhouse in town."

"Cool, and you, sir?" he asked Fluttershy's dad.

"I work in the town's antique shop. I love being surrounded by antiques. They're so rare and old."

"Neat. So call me curious, but how did you two meet?" Spike wondered.

"I actually met my wife in the greenhouse. I was looking to buy some plants, and she helped me pick some out," he began, "We started out with small talk, and soon I began seeing her more for either lunch, dinner, a movie, the whole shebang."

"And eventually we got married, and had two wonderful children we're so proud of." Mrs. Shy said, as they two sat close to each other smiling happily. As they tried to kiss they kept pulling back feeling nervous about who should be the first to initiate it.

Spike thought to himself, 'With how shy they've acted since I first met them at Parents Open House, how would they have been able to procreate much less managing a kiss.'

Bahamut replied, 'They were probably different back then, as are most adults.'

'Somehow I don't buy that part about them being so different back then,' Spike thought back. He then turned his attention towards Zephyr, "So, Zeph, you got any hobbies or big plans for after graduation?"

"My hobbies and interest are all over the place," he began, "I like to broaden my horizons and try new things every chance I get. But I am shooting for something big in the future. I plan to go to beauty school and become a hairdresser."

"A hairdresser, huh?"

"Oh, yes. A chance to design crusty mops for the rich and the famous," he grinned, "Why maybe one day I'll be asked to work on the hair of Countess Coloratura."

Spike and Fluttershy's eyes widened before answering awkwardly, "Right..."

After dinner, Spike spent the day getting the know the family better, as Fluttershy's parents also got the chance to get to know him better. When Spike was coming back from the restroom, he was pulled aside by Zephyr Breeze, "Zephyr, what the hell?!"

"Sorry, but I felt it's best if we spoke alone."

"Why's that?" Spike asked.

"Well, Fluttershy has of course mentioned you are quite popular with the ladies."

"Has she now?" Spike asked, hoping she didn't mention the kind of ladies he's been attracting as of late.

"That's right. And I'd like to know, what's your secret?"

"Secret?"

"Yes. How can one guy in high school be so popular with girls? I mean you don't look like you're the athletic type, and not the most fashionable boy from the looks of you."

"Are you really trying to compare me to the popular high school stereotypes?" Spike asked feeling insulted.

"Oh, I meant nothing by it. What I meant to say is you look like the Average Joe type, and not too many boys like that are popular with girls."

"Speaking from personal experience?" Spike smirked, as Zephyr looked away embarrassed, "Well, this Average Joe as you put it happens to be a natural with the ladies. Because they see me for exactly the kind of guy I really am."

"And that would be?"

"A charming, sweet, caring guy who'd do anything for those he cares about. Even lay down his own life." he explained with a serious tone upon saying the last part.

"Whoa," Zephyr gasped, "So if I can be sweet and caring I could get any girl I want?"

"It's a possibility." Spike admitted.

"Even Rainbow Dash?" Zephyr asked hopefully.

"Let's not be crazy here." Spike warned him, as Zephyr shrugged.

That night, Fluttershy brought Spike into a bedroom with a single bed, and off to the side were multiple stuffed animals, particularly bunnies, "This is my old bedroom," be breathed in an exhaled relaxingly, "It's been a while since I have been here. Just the way I left it."

Spike looked around seeing this is just what the room of an animal lover would have, "You do have a nice room, Fluttershy."

"Thanks," she flopped onto the bed sighing, "I miss this bed. So comfy that one could easily fall asleep on it in seconds," she turned to Spike and beckoned him to come, "Come here, Spike. Lay down with me."

Spike not needing to be told twice went over and laid down next to Fluttershy, "You're right. This bed is comfy."

"Isn't it?" she asked, "Also, Spike, I want to apologize if my family left a strange impact on you."

"It's nothing, Fluttershy. Your parents are really nice. And your brother... Well, he's young and delusional."

"I know."

"Has he always had a thing for Rainbow?"

"Unfortunately," she sighed, "Much like you, he seems to be into older women."

"Oh, great. We have something in common." Spike said with sarcasm.

Fluttershy giggled, "There is a difference, though. You have plenty of girls who love you because they know you love them and care for them."

Spike smiled, "Yeah. I know." he suddenly felt Fluttershy snuggling up closer to him, which he had no objection to.

"You wanna know something else, Spike?"

"What?"

"I've always wanted to make love on this bed of mine, but I never had the chance... Until now." she smirked.

"Wait, what?" Spike asked sounding shocked.

"I know you've done the deed with all but me and Applejack. And now that it's just here, you can mark me off your list." Fluttershy began, as she sat up and started removing her clothes.

"Hold on! You wanna do this here?" Spike asked in surprise.

"Is that a problem?" Fluttershy asked, while she was down to only her undergarments.

"Well, this bed isn't as big as mine, and your parents are right outside!" Spike panicked.

"Don't worry about them, they're too timid to try and do anything." she began undoing Spike's shirt much to Spike's panicking.

'This is not like Fluttershy at all.' he thought.

Outside Fluttershy's room, Mr. and Mrs. Shy who were on the living room sofa watching the news could hear moans and cries coming from Fluttershy's room. Mrs. Shy got up, and spoke, "Maybe I should see if they're ok."

Mr. Shy stopped her, "Now, dear. Fluttershy's a growing girl. And is free to make her own decisions."

"But it sounds like it's getting a little rough in there." Mrs. Shy took notice of the sounds getting louder.

"Kids, sweetheart. It's how they are."

"Oh, I guess." she replied with concern.

Back in Fluttershy's room, the two had lost all their clothes, with Fluttershy straddling Spike while bearing a smirk on her face, "You look so precious, Spike."

"Thank you," he winced, "Fluttershy, as much as I want to do this, don't you think we'd have more privacy at my place, where those who don't know our secret can't spy on us?"

"As I said, Spike. I've always wanted to make love on my own bed, and you want it to be somewhere else?" she asked sounding a bit aggressive.

"Maybe." he smiled nervously.

"'Maybe'? Maybes are for babies!" she said with a frown.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Spike pleaded.

"You apologize, I penalize!" She said while staring at Spike with so much intensity it felt like she was staring directly into his soul.

"Mommy." he squealed.

The sounds of their intensive pleasure muffled by the closed bedroom door could still be heard by the parents. For an hour they were drowning it out, by turning up the TV volume. Finally, Mrs. Shy got up, "I really better make sure they're ok." she walked for Fluttershy room, as her husband spoke up.

"Honey, you really shouldn't barge in while they're in the middle of..." he stopped, as his wife put her head close to the door.

"I don't hear anything," she said, as she turned to her husband, "I guess they wore themselves out."

"See, told ya it'd be fine." Mr. Shy said, as he relaxed.

"Yes. You were right." Mrs. Shy smiled, as she went back to join her husband.

In Fluttershy's room, Spike and Fluttershy were laying atop the messy bed, with both of them looking exhausted, while Spike also looked horrified over what just happened. He thought to himself, 'Lord almighty, she just wouldn't stop. Fluttershy didn't let up draining me of all my stamina...she was so tight that...God...are you punishing me for all my sins? Did you create this heavenly angel so she could drain me of everything that I am? Was my desire for the womanly flesh so much that you saw fit to smite me...and your weapon was Fluttershy?'

"Oh, Spiiike..." Fluttershy said in sing song.

'Oh, no...' he thought in horror thinking she was going to be aggressive with him again, only to have his face get smothered by Fluttershy's bosom, "Huh?" he asked muffled.

"You were great tonight, Spike." she told him soothingly, while stroking his hair.

"I was?"

"Mm. You were," Fluttershy continued to hold Spike close to her rack, "Thank you so much for fulfilling my dream to have my first time be in my own bedroom."

"You're welcome." he replied.

"Next time we do this, I know it'll be even better."

'Next time?' Spike thought in worry.

"But for now, let's go to sleep. Nighty-night, Spike." she whispered, before giving him a goodnight kiss.

Spike relaxed from the kiss, and rested his head against Fluttershy's breasts, while thinking, 'Oh, this is more like it. But it's unbelievable, it's like she completely forgot how she was being a dominatrix with me. That was the most frightening sex I've ever had in my life. Hot... but frightening. Though if she had the dominatrix tools it would've been more frightening. Bahamut, I pray next time I do with this Fluttershy she doesn't act this way again.'

Bahamut replied, 'And if she does... May God have mercy on your poor soul.' Spike shivered, but dismissed the idea knowing as long as he was in the comforting embrace of her voluptuous melons he was safe.