One day at school, Spike was in P.E with the rest of his class. While the boys were watching the girls exercising, Snips and Snails were salivating.

"Check it an weep, boys," Snails began, "Is this a sight or what?"

"It's too beautiful. Girls in tight shorts flexing it up," Snips said in joy, "Hey, Spike, whatcha think about this?" when he got no answered, he spoke up, "Spike? Hey, Spike, I'm talking to you!" the two turned and saw Spike sitting down looking barely awake.

Spike looked up with bags under his eyes, "Whoa, you ok man?" Snails asked.

"Yeah. Just had a long night," Spike answered while trying to sound awake, and thought, 'Especially since me and the girls had to fight five freakin' monsters back to back! I barely got a wink of sleep last night I was so exhausted,' he stood up, "Sorry, guys, I'm not in the mood for P.E. I'm going for a nap." he walked off leaving his pals confused.

In the nurse's office, Spike was lying down on one of the beds napping, as the curtains were closed to give him some privacy. Spike was napping peacefully, until he felt something snuggle up close to him. He sighed with relaxation in his sleep, 'This feel so nice. So warm. So squishy. And that heavenly aroma. It smells like cotton candy... Cotton Candy?!' Spikes eyes shot open and saw his face was just inches away from Pinkie Pie's face.

'Pinkie Pie?!' Spike thought in a panic, before hearing her moan, and felt something in his palm. He looked down seeing his hand planted on Pinkie's left breast. His eyes widened, and thought, 'Shit! My hands grabbing her breast. I should probably let go now, but my hand doesn't want to.' he suddenly saw Pinkie was bright and awake looking at him with a smile.

"Hiya, Spike."

Spike quickly removed his hand from her breast, "I didn't do it on purpose I swear it!"

Pinkie giggled, "You're awful jumpy today, huh?"

Spike seeing she didn't seem to notice smiled sheepishly, "Yeah. I guess I am. Why're you in bed with me here?"

"I'm sorry, but I was feeling a bit sleepy today and decided to come here to nap. You were already here so I decided to join you. Does it bother you?"

Spike's eyes widened and he stammered, "Uh, no. If anything it's nice to be with someone you know."

"Yeah. I feel that way too," Pinkie smiled. Spike chuckled nervously, until she continued, "So, Spike, I was wondering something."

"Yeah, what?"

"Would you be free after school today?"

"Um, sure but why?"

"Well, I'd like you to join me for the day."

"Join you where?" Spike asked as he began to sweat.

"That's a secret." Pinkie said in sing song, while waving a finger.

"Well, I guess I could."

Pinkie smiled brightly, "Thank you, Spike! Thank you!" she embraced him, while burying his face into her breasts.

"You're welcome," he muffled, and thought, 'Now this is where it's at.'

After classes ended, the students headed home, while Spike was outside waiting for Pinkie Pie. Soon enough the bubbly girl had walked over, "Ready, Spike?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then come on." Pinkie said, as she took his hand and skipped along dragging him with her.

"Hey, easy!" he called trying to keep up with her.

Pinkie brought Spike over to a sweets shop cafe. Spike looked up at the sign, "Sugarcube Corner? Do you work here?"

"Oh, yeah. Part time actually." Pinkie answered.

"This is actually one of my favorite places to go to for something sweet and delicious." Spike admitted.

"That's great!" Pinkie cheered, "Come on, let's go inside." she brought Spike.

Inside the place, Spike and Pinkie saw customers at booths tables, and even on spinning stools by the desk enjoying all sorts of sugary and pastry treats. They walked up to the counter where the shops owners themselves were busy managing the place.

"Afternoon, Cakes." Pinkie greeted the couple.

"Afternoon, Pinkie. Just in time." Mr. Cake greeted her.

The woman noticed Spike with her, "And who's your friend, Pinkie."

"This is Spike. We go to the same school."

"Nice to meet you two." Spike greeted them.

Mr. Cake got a good look at him, "I recognize you. You come in here for a milkshake and a dozen doughnuts."

"That's me. And may I say your doughnuts are delicious, but not as good as your cakes."

"Thank you, dearie." Mrs. Cake smiled.

"Is it ok if Spike helps out today?" Pinkie asked, while Spike was taken aback almost mistaking her taking him out on a date.

The Cakes pondered before Mr. Cake answered, "Well, we could use an extra pair of hands in the kitchen."

"That is if you're up for it?" Mrs. Cake asked Spike.

Spike not wanting to be rude to them answered, "Oh, yes. I'd be more that willing to help."

"Thanks. Pinkie, go and show him the ropes." Mr. Cake ordered.

"Okey-dokey-lokey." Pinkie saluted, as she took Spike behind the counter and brought him to the kitchen.

When they entered, Spike looked around seeing all the kitchen tools in place, and baking supplies in their spots.

Spike spoke in awe, "I've had dreams of being back here where the magic happens."

"My dreams normally involve chocolate milk and cotton candy," Pinkie giggled, before grabbing an apron for herself, and gave one to Spike, "Here. It's part of the dress code back here."

"Good one." Spike chuckled.

"Come on, Spike. I'll show you the art to making cake." Pinkie began, as the two got straight to work in filling out orders.

As Spike worked, he watched Pinkie Pie in amazement at how skilled she was at baking. To her it almost looked like it was an art. He thought to himself, 'I ought cater her for planning my birthday.'

After about two hours of working, Pinkie and Spike were finally on break. They were sitting at the employee lounge table having some cupcakes, and each drinking a milkshake.

Pinkie spoke up, "So, Spike, how'd ya like working here?"

"I will say it is a tough job." he answered.

"I know, but seeing all the smiling and satisfied customers makes it all the more worth it." Pinkie smiled, as she took a bite out of a cupcake.

After Spike took another gulp of his milkshake, he asked, "So, Pinkie, how did you end up becoming part of Twilight's group?"

Pinkie looked up, "Well, that makes for an amusing story that I would love to tell."

"I'm all ears." Spike said, as he got comfy.

"Well, this all began on a Tuesday," Pinkie began, "I was happily on my way to school greeting everybody I know with a big warm howdy do. Then upon reaching school I happened upon this girl. It wouldn't be a big surprise, but this was a surprise since I know everyone in school, and never saw this one before."

"Twilight." he guessed.

"Uh-huh. When we first met I had already began planning on making her my newest friend and throw a big welcome to school party for her. At first she really didn't seem interested and looked like she wanted to get away from me. The second day she tried to avoid me, I pulled a fast one on her and caught her. After school we decided to take a walk. That's when I asked her if she found me annoying and a pest."

Spike was curious, and asked, "And what did she say?"

"She said she didn't find me annoying, she was just never used to someone so hyperactive like myself. I felt relieved knowing it wasn't me but her." she finished.

"Has anyone ever called you annoying?"

Pinkie's smile started to turn fake, before looking a bit down, "A few used to call me that years back. Said I was too spirited for their choice in people."

"Too spirited?" Spik asked in confusion.

"Yeah. Some have said my over excitement is what scares people away." she continued.

"You don't really buy that, do you?"

Pinkie smiled again, "I don't. I love making people happy. If I just stopped doing what I do best and be the way they don't want me to be than I'm just not myself."

Spike smiled at her words, "You make a strong point. If we were all the same, that would just be a total bore show."

"My thoughts exactly," Pinkie smiled, "So Twilight and I started hanging out, until one night we were on our way to her place for a sleepover we were attacked by a monster. Twilight jumped in and used her magic to fight it. I was scared for her and claimed I didn't want to lose such a good friend. The element of laughter bonded to me and I used my new found water and ice magic to help her defeat the monster."

"And how did you react to Twilight's whole story about herself?"

"I took it rather well. Twilight was very shocked to hear how accepting I was about her story."

"I can imagine." Spike chuckled.

"Spike, what did you think of me when we first met?"

Spike looked up at her seeing she was curious, "Huh?"

"When we first met at the club room, what did you think of me?"

Spike looked her in the eyes, seeing she wanted the truth. He smiled and answered, "Truth is, you surprised me."

"Oh?"

"I've never met a girl as lively and as excited as you are. Most girls I've met were calmer and more serious. But you, you're a change up from the others I've met. You and the rest of the girls."

Pinkie smiled, "I'm glad you feel that way. When I heard Twilight had planned to revive you I was overjoyed that we'd be getting a new friend. And here you are."

"Here I am." Spike repeated dramatically, and the two laughed.

Later on as nighttime came, Pinkie and Spike found themselves on top of a skyscraper seeing how high up they were.

"Pinkie, why did you ask to bring us up here again? Is it for the view?"

"That's one reason, but this is the main event." Pinkie answered, as she activated her element of harmony and used her magic to create an ice slide leading downward and forming into a lot of zig-zags and loop the loops like a crazy fun park slide.

"What is this?" Spike asked as he looked at the crazy slide.

"A slide silly."

"I can see it's a slide, but why did you make it?" Spike asked having a bad feeling about this.

"So we can slide of course." Pinkie smiled.

"Yeah. I don't think this looks safe." Spike said, trying to back out, only for Pinkie to take his hand.

"Don't be silly. Slides are supposed to be fun. Come on!" she jumped onto the slide taking Spike with her, as they slid down it.

As the two slid down the crazy ice slide far up form the ground, Pinkie was laughing like crazy, while Spike was clinging to her screaming. The more they continued sliding, Spike's screams of fright started become whoops and cheers, which made Pinkie happy to see him enjoying it.

"You know this isn't so bad," Spike admitted, "Though it's starting to freeze through my pants and my ass is getting cold."

"You'll get used to it." Pinkie answered, as they continued sliding.

Spike looked up ahead and saw the end of the slide which was still high above the ground, "PINKIE! THERE'S A DEAD END UP AHEAD!"

"I know." she answered bluntly.

"WHAT?! WHAT DO WE DO?"

"Fly."

"Fly?! Oh, right." Spike remembered, as they were closing in on the end of the ice slide.

"Get ready, Spike. Steady... Now!" Pinkie called, as they slid off the edge and flew through the air, before Spike released his wings and flew off holding Pinkie by both her arms.

Pinkie cheered, as she felt like she was on top of the world. Spike spoke as he flew, "Warn me ahead of time!"

"But where would the fun in that be?" Spike rolled his eyes. Pinkie snapped her fingers causing her ice slide to suddenly vanish without a trace.

Spike flew Pinkie across the sky as the girl cheered and laughed from all the fun she was having. Spike himself smiled having just as much fun as she was.

Pinkie looked down and spoke, "Down there, Spike. That's my place."

Spike nodded, as he glided downward before landing with Pinkie. His wings vanished, and spoke, "Well, I got you home."

"Thank you for bringing me back, Spike."

"My pleasure."

"And I want to thank you for helping me out today." Pinkie smiled.

"Hey, forget about it." Spike answered.

Pinkie's smile kept brightening up, until she cried, "Oh, I can't take it anymore! Come here!" she pulled Spike into an embrace, causing her fun bags to press into Spike, and to top it off started kissing his cheek non-stop.

"Pinkie, please it tickles!" Spike chuckled, as he enjoyed her display of affection, before she stopped.

"I'll see you tomorrow." she winked before heading inside.

Spike smiled, as he felt his cheek, "I'm just that good." he walked off, unaware he being watched by Descent from a distance.