"Twilight, breakfast is ready!" Spike yelled up the stairs of him and his sister's apartment as he finished setting the table with his most recent culinary work, the (vegan) bacon-wrapped cheese-scramble crunch supreme. He sat down and sipped from his glass of orange juice, waiting for Twilight to join him at the table.

"Coming!" Twilight called as she stumbled downstairs, still in the process of dressing herself. As she reached the kitchen, she was still in the process of buttoning up her shirt, giving Spike a very good view of her bra, and the cleavage that it exposed.

Spike blushed profusely at the sight as his cheeks became heated with embarrassment. He quickly looked down at his plate and conveniently found a piece of (vegan) bacon that looked very interesting.

Twilight finished buttoning her blouse and sat down, licking her lips at the feast before her. "This is great, Spike! I don't know how you do it." She said as she munched on her delicious meal.

"W-well I just, um... Ya know, I cooked it... And stuff." Spike stuttered dumbly in response. He was still having a mental overload at what had just happened. 'OhgodohgodohgodohgodboobsohgodohgodohgodTwilightsboobsIsawTwilightsboobswhatdoIdoohgodohgodoh-"

"Hello? Earth to Spike?" Twilight giggled as she waved her hand in front of her brother's face to grab his attention.

"Huh, what?" Spike shook his head as he came back to reality, not realizing that he had a mass of scrambled egg hanging from his lip. Twilight saw this and began giggling, which quickly grew into hysterical laughter.

After Twilight came out of her little fit of laughter, she finished her meal and put the plate in the sink. She kissed Spike on the cheek and grabbed her backpack. "Thanks for breakfast, little bro. I'll wait for you in the car."

"Uhuh." Spike mumbled incoherently, slowly finishing his meal, still trying to slow down his adolescent train of thought. 'Did she notice what I saw? Is she mad? Did I make her feel uncomfortable? I hope not.' He silently grabbed his bag and headed outside. He wordlessly tossed his bag in the back seat and got in the passengers side of Twilight's black compact four-seater. He slowly collected his thoughts and after five minutes in the car he had calmed himself down. He smiled and plugged his phone into the car's audio console and began to play music from a metal playlist from his phone.

Twilight flinched a bit at the loud percussion of the song, but adjusted to it after a while. She didn't exactly like Spike's tastes in music, but at a respectable volume, she didn't mind it all too much. "This music is... Interesting."

"I know, right?" Spike responded through a smile. "I just love the emotion these songs express and that thumping in your chest is just so energizing. You should hear it when Pip and I play music like this while we're working out at his house. You can see the windows shaking. It's a great way to get into the workouts!" Spike began to nod his head to the beat of the loud bass drum.

"Yeah. Speaking of workouts, I'm surprised, Spike!" Twilight smiled at her sibling. "You've come a long way from where you were before."

'A long way is an understatement.' Twilight said to herself, 'He's... Actually really handsome. Spike is... Wow. I bet he's gonna have girls fawning over him pretty soon... Heck, he probably does have some already.'

"Heh, Yeah, I know, right?" Spike replied cheerily. "I sure am glad Pip and Rainbow encouraged me to start working out. I mean, last year I was just a ball of chub and now I feel better than ever and next year I'll be on the varsity football team. I can't wait! Hey! Cut that out!" Spike laughed as Twilight rustled his hair.

Twilight smiled proudly as she thought to herself. 'No matter how much bigger than me you get, Spike, you'll always be my adorkable little bro. I'm so proud of you, and I just know that Mom and Dad would be too.'

As they got to the CHS parking lot, Spike turned his music off, so that no staff members would complain. They got their bags and headed for the main building. They met up at their regular meeting spot near the commons, where they were greeted by Pinkie Pie and... Rainbow Dash and Big Mac?

Twilight noticed that AJ and Rarity were not there, and she assumed that after the fight, they indeed had gotten suspended. Nevertheless, both Spike and Twilight were smiling, trying to keep up the good vibes.

"What's up, Mac?" Spike said with a grin as he fist bumped the large country boy.

"Hey, Spike." The brawny cowboy greeted him in his country accent.

"Do you wanna work out with me and Pip after school today?" Spike asked with a toothy smile, "He's got a home gym with pretty much everything we need."

Big Mac nodded with a smile on his face. "Eeyup. Ah reckon Ah can help y'all organize yourselves a good workout regiment."

"Cool!" The younger boy beamed. "Alright, be at Pip's house at 3. And bring some cash, we're gonna all go out and grab a bite to eat after."

"Eeyup." Big Mac replied, "Ah will. See y'all after school.." He added with a short wave before walking away from the group.

The group smiled at Mac as he took his leave. Dash took this opportunity to talk to Spike. "Wow, Spike. Look at you, huh?" She chuckled as she playfully boxed Spike on the shoulder. "You're definitely a lot less chubby than you were at the beginning of the year. Pretty soon, you may just be able to keep up with me."

"Heh, yeah right." Spike laughed. "You're a super athlete, Rainbow. No way I'd be able to keep up with you."

Rainbow got Spike in a headlock, and gave him a noogie, something she always did when she was toying with Spike. "Damn right I am! Good to see that getting stronger didn't make you forget that." She chuckled again.

"Um, Rainbow," Twilight began, "if you don't mind me asking, what are you doing here with us? I thought you usually hang out with Fluttershy at school."

Upon hearing what Twilight had asked her, she let Spike out of the headlock. "She went to Ms. Zecora's lab to talk to her or something," Rainbow simply shrugged. "I dunno."

"Oh, ok." Twilight smiled. "Anyways, it's good to see you. I almost never see you in school anymore." She hugged Rainbow tightly.

Rainbow smiled and hugged back. "That's because you're too busy doing egghead things, Twilight." She lightly teased her friend.

Twilight giggled. "True, but then again 'egghead things' from time to time would do you some good." She shot back.

Rainbow replied with a light laugh. "Heh.. That's probably true. Well, anyway, I should probably get to the gym if I'm gonna make class on time. Bye!" She smiled before kissing Pinkie on the cheek and smirking, "See you after school, bubble-butt." Before slapping Pinkie's rear and walking away.

Buffering...
Buffering...
Buffering...

"...Huh?!" Spike and Twilight exclaimed simultaneously, eyes wide in surprise.

Pinkie gigglesnorted at the reaction. "Yep! Me and Dashie are dating now!"

While Spike simply stood there dumbly with a slight nosebleed, Twilight squeed uncontrollably in excitement for two of her closest friends.

"Oh my gosh! When did this happen?!" Twilight exclaimed as she jumped up and down.

"Just a few nights ago, actually!" Pinkie exclaimed with just as much enthusiasm as Twilight, as is obligatory per Pinkie's persona. "Dashie called me late at night and I picked her up and we had a super special sleepover!"

Spike's nosebleed grew exponentially.

“That’s SO AMAZING!” Twilight continued to gush to Pinkie. “I’m so happy for you two!” She began to jump around from the sheer amount of giddy excitement coursing through her body. No more than a second later, Pinkie joined her.

Spike, however, did not join the girls’ jumping. He was cemented in place, his eyes held open by…

‘...Boobies…’ Spike thought to himself as he watched the two pairs of large, fleshy mounds bounce and jiggle in front of him. He was roused from his thoughts when he noticed that his nosebleed had begun to gush once again. “Gah!” he gasped loudly when he saw his hand covered in blood after wiping his upper lip.

Spike’s alarm drew attention to him from Pinkie and Twilight. When they turned to see what had caused the exclamation, Twilight covered her mouth and gasped. “Spike! are you alright?” She asked in a concerned tone.

“Uhhh…” Spike replied dumbly. “Yeah… I’m fine… gottagobye!” He said before swiftly walking away from Twilight and Pinkie, escaping their eyesight as he turned a corner.

“Woah,” Pinkie started, “Spike was acting freaky-deeky just now. Boys are sooooo wierd.” She said, ending the statement with her patented gigglesnort.

“Yeah, he’s been acting really strange lately." Twilight replied, then lowered her voice as she mused softly to herself, “I hope he’s alright.”

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It was very hard for Fluttershy to focus in chemistry today. After having those thoughts about Bulk the other day, and doing… that; she couldn’t help but blush like mad whenever she glanced over at him. Even the smallest thought about Bulk, dirty or not, left Fluttershy with a red tint on her cheeks.

While in her Bulk-induced stupor, the shy girl had accidentally poured too much of a chemical into a large beaker with some strange powder in it, and the result was a large cloud of blue dust, puffing out of the beaker. The cloud flooded her nostrils, and she began to sneeze. Though they were quiet, they were still noticeable. Bulk, who was working a few stations away from his shy, now sneezing friend, heard this and walked over to her station. “Hey, Fluttershy,” He began, “are you okay?”

Fluttershy’s sneezes stopped for a moment, letting out a small, cute squeak at the sound of Bulk’s voice. She blushed profusely after noticing he was right next to her. She held a small hand, which was covered by her baggy yellow sweater, over her mouth, to prevent any other squeaks or squeals from escaping her. Her brain was almost being fried from the thought that Bulk, the boy she had fantasized about a few days ago, was standing right next to her. She was mentally screaming in both excitement and embarrassment ‘ohmygoshohmygoshheisrightthereohnoohnothisisbadohmygoshohmygoshohmy-’

“Do you need some help with that formula?” Bulk asked calmly as his strong hand took a pinch of another powder and threw it in the beaker, calming the cloud of blue, and stopping the reaction which had caused his friend to sneeze.

“There,” he smiled, “problem solved.” he chuckled a bit as he looked at his friend. He noticed a bit of the dust had gotten on her face, and he chuckled again. He gently wiped the dust off her cheek with his thumb. The contact forced another high-pitched and adorable squeak from Fluttershy. The bell rang not a moment after this occurred, and in one swift movement the flustered girl picked up her backpack and quickly walked out of class.

Bulk looked at the door she had gone through with a look of confusion. “Whoa, is she alright?” He pondered, feeling some concern for his friend.

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“Alright, pissants! That was a pitifully disappointing cardio workout! Now head down to the rec room for free weights. Anyone who isn’t there in five minutes gets to do pushups until the bell rings. Now get going, you contemptible little pests!” Coach Iron Will screamed before blowing his whistle. Bulk Biceps was, of course the first, and only, student to respond with anything other than a groan or complaint.

“Yeah!” His chest heaved as he yelled. He then somehow managed to do a wind sprint down the stairway from the track and continued at the ridiculous speed all the way to the doors of the gym, and most likely continuing down the steps to the weight room.

Pipsqueak laughed heartily at Bulk’s energy. “That bloke never gets tired o’ working out, does he?” He asked his best friend, “I’m sure we’ll ‘afta get used to ‘avin ‘im around if we wanna be ready for varsity ball, eh Spike?”

“Yeah.” Spike replied simply, not even casting a glance towards his friend.

Noticing his friend’s strange, out-of-character behavior, Pip decided to speak up. “Oi, you alright, mate? You don’t seem quite ya self. What’s brassin’ you?”

“It’s nothin, Pip.” Spike assured his friend, “I’m fine.” He tried his best to act natural, but his friend saw right through his weak façade.

“Don’t give me any o’ that codswallop, mate. I’m your best friend. I know you. Plus, you’re honestly a shit liar. A Trottingham sewer rat’s arse can give a better chin wag than you can.” They both chuckled at the truth to that statement. “You can tell me no all you want, mate, but I’ll bet my left nut I can help with whatever's botherin' you
.” Pip said as he gave an honest smile to his friend.

Spike sighed in defeat. “Alright, bro. You win.” He knew he had to tell Pip, or he’d never hear the end of it. “Well,” he started as the pair walked through the doors to the weight room. “You know my sister Twilight, right?” He asked Pip as they got set up to do a bench press circuit. Spike laid down on the weight bench.

“Oi, I know her, alright. I tell ya mate, you’re one lucky brother, ‘avin her livin’ with ya.” He smiled dumbly as he put one 45 lb. plate on each side of the barbell.

“Okay, well… Before I tell you this, you have to swear that you won’t flip your shit, and that you won’t tell anybody.” Spike said as he laid on the bench and gripped the bar.

“Oi. I won’t tell a soul. I swear on me mum, mate.” Pipsqueak assured Spike.

The other boy sighed as he started to do a set of bench presses as he responded, “Okay. well, recently, I think I’ve… Well, when I look at my sister… To put it simply…” Spike was having a hard time explaining his dilemma to Pip.

“Come on then, mate. Spit it out.” Pip said, watching the barbell rise and fall from Spike’s chest rhythmically, ready to support the weight if the repetitions became too much for his friend.

“Well… I think I’m starting to see my sister differently…”

“How do you mean, Spike?” Pip asked in his Trottingham accent.

“I guess I’m… Attracted to her."

“Well, I don’t see a problem there, mate. Twilight’s absolutely dishy! And on top o’ that, she’s got a good head on ‘er shoulders. And-”

“No, dude, I don’t think you’re understanding me. I…. I’m really, REALLY attracted to Twilight.”

“Mate, I hear you. Twilight’s pretty, I understa-”

“GODDAMMIT PIP, I’M TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO YOU THAT I’M SEXUALLY ATTRACTED TO HER, WHAT PART OF THAT IS REMOTELY HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!” Spike growled as he racked the barbel and sat up on the bench staring his friend with an annoyed glare.

Spike’s uproar caused all sound and movement to cease in the weight room. All eyes turned to him, and Pip could only answer Spike with one word.

“...Wot?”

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Bulk walked into the cafeteria, holding a brown lunch bag in his hand. He smiled as he saw Fluttershy sitting at a table. he walked over and sat down, greeting his friend with a grin. “Hey, Fluttershy.”

“H-Hi…” she responded, blushing deep red, but still smiling softly behind her pink hair. They sat there in silence for a moment or two, as Bulk began to eat his lunch; a ham and cheese sandwich and some corn chips.

“....”

“So, um…” Bulk started, “Could I ask why you were in such a rush to get out of chem today?” he asked, recalling how she darted out of the lab at rather impressive speed.

“I, uh… I wanted to get to my next class early…” Fluttershy stuttered, making an excuse to waver Bulk’s curiosity.

“Oh… okay.” He seemed satisfied with this answer.

“....”

“....” Bulk reluctantly got up. He didn't want to leave, but he sensed that it was probably the only thing that would keep the situation from becoming more awkward. “I, uh, just remembered that Coach Will wanted to talk to me at lunch… I’ll text you after school, I guess.”

“O-Oh, okay… Um, Goodbye.” Fluttershy said with a blush. Bulk waved goodbye in response and made his way out of the cafeteria, passing Dash and Pinkie on the way, who were both smirking from ear to ear as they approached their shy friend.

“Hey, Fluttershy!” Pinkie said loudly as she sat down across from her timid friend, grinning as she set her school-issued hot dog lunch on the table in front of her.”

“Hi, girls.’ Fluttershy smiled a bit, though still blushing.

“So,” Rainbow began, a devilish grin on her face, still entertained by the memories of her phone antics with Fluttershy. “What did you talk about with ‘Big’ Bulk?”

“W-What do you mean?” She asked, getting flustered.

“You know what I mean, Flutters.” Rainbow tried her hardest to hold back her laughter.

“W-We talked about chemistry class, n-nothing more!”

Rainbow couldn’t resist. “Oh, you’ve got chemistry with him all right!” She finished her joke by busting into a fit of roaring laughter that sent her to the floor, rolling around in hysterics.

Fluttershy was red in the face, extremely embarrassed by her memories of the fantasy she had of him. “I-It’s not like that!”

“Now Dashie,” Pinkie started in a serious tone, “I think Fluttershy is a little embarrassed. I think she’s having enough trouble with whatever it is you’re talking about as it is. We should help her with this problem.”

“Wait, wait, I gotta do one more thing first.” Dash said, holding her ribs while she howled in laughter, “Gimme, your hot dog, Pinkie.”

“Dashie, no.” She said said in a tone usually foreign to Pinkie’s persona as she glared at Dash. “Fluttershy’s our friend, and you’re hurting her feelings. This problem is obviously bothering her. So no more jokes.” Pinkie then turned to her shy friend with a confident smile. “We’re gonna help you, Fluttershy! Okie-dokie-lokie?”

“O-Okay… Th-Thank you, Pi-” She was cut off by a hot dog being prodded against her lips.

Fluttershy squealed loudly in surprise, and Dash doubled over in laughter. “C’mon ,you need to practice for Bulk. Bwahahahahahaha!”

Pinkie’s face of concern for Fluttershy turned into a look of anger and annoyance at Dash’s actions. So, in order to let Dash know that she meant business, she did what anybody would do in that situation.

She slapped her ass.

Hard.

‘WHAP!’

“OWWWW! DAMMIT, PINKIE! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” The rainbow-haired jokester yelled in pain as she rubbed her sore butt cheek.

“I told you to stop, and you didn’t.” Pinkie smirked and then leaned over to whisper in her girlfriend’s ear, “Besides, if you cooperate from here on out, I’ll reward you when we get home.” She then giggled sensually and licked Dash’s ear.

She stayed quiet after that.

“Sorry about that, Fluttershy.” Pinkie smiled at her friend encouragingly. “She won’t do that again, I promise.”

“O-Ok.” Fluttershy smiled weakly.

“Now,” Pinkie continued “The bell’s gonna ring for today’s final period soon, so why don’t we all go to our last class for the day, and you can meet us at Sugarcube Corner after school. We’ll have more privacy there, ok?” Pinkie smiled reassuringly at Fluttershy, and leaned over to give her a hug as the school bell rang.

“Thank you, Pinkie.” Fluttershy replied as she got up from the table and headed towards her last class of the day.

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“I’m tellin’ ya mate, it’s not even a big deal. So what? You’ve got a stiffy for your sister. No harm done; lookin’s free, eh?” Pip said jokingly to his troubled friend as they crossed the street, heading for Pip’s house.

Spike sighed in irritation. “Dude, it’s just wrong, she’s my sister! I hate that I feel this way about her. Plus, if Twilight found out, she’d kick my ass and probably never speak to me again.”

“Slow down there, Spike.” Pip replied in a friendly tone. “I’m sure Twilight understands that you’re a hormone-driven teenager, she’s a smart girl. If she ever caught you staring at ‘er chest or rear, she’d probably realize that it’s just you thinkin’ with the wrong head, yeah? We’re guys, mate. We’re both guilty of it; it’s nothin’ to be ashamed of.”

“I guess,” Spike shrugged, “but me looking at my own sister and you ogling Vice Principal Luna are still two completely different things. At least if I was looking at a hot faculty member rather than a family member, I’d only be called a perverted teenager, and not a perverted freak.”

“Mate, family or not, rumors all end the same. It’s all the same in a gossiper’s eyes.” Pip said nonchalantly. “Just come off it, Spike. It’s just hormones, trust me.” He said as he patted Spike on the shoulder, and then attempted to change the subject. “Look, we’re not even a block away from my place now, so let’s hurry inside and wait for that big country bloke, eh?”

“Alright, alright,” Spike sighed, then smirked a bit, “Last one there’s buying lunch for both of us.” He chuckled and began to sprint towards Pip’s home.

“Oi! A head start won’t help you, mate! I’ve always been faster than you!” Pip laughed lightheartedly before he effortlessly caught up to Spike and then bursted ahead of him with just as much ease.

“Dammit!” Spike growled a bit as he shut his eyes and put his head down, using all of his speed to catch up to his friend. They were both running so fast that they didn’t have time to slow down at Pip’s door. They ended up tumbling into the front room at the exact same time, both hitting the floor with a loud thud. They looked at each other after they got up before bursting into laughter.

"One of these days, mate, our horse-play's gonna knock my house over!" Pip chuckled, coming down from their gut-busting hysterics only moments after they began.

"True that." Spike chuckled and then picked up his bag, "Mind if I use the bathroom to change?"

"You don't even need to ask, mate; you're like my brother, you know that! Go on ahead, I'll grab a few sports drinks from the fridge and I'll meet you in the gym." Spike nodded with a smile and walked into the bathroom, quickly changing out of his baggy jeans and t-shirt, and putting on some green basketball shorts and a white tank top, which showed his muscled arms. He folded his jeans and shirt and packed them into his bag. He then quickly descended the stairs leading to Pip's home gym.

When he walked into the gym, Pip was already changed into some track sweatpants and a black t-shirt, starting a set of tricep dips. About 30 reps into his first set, he heard a knock on his door. "I'll get it." Spike said before walking quickly to Pip's front door. He opened it up to see Big Mac standing there in long black shorts and a white t-shirt.

"Hey Mac," Spike smiled, "come on in." He let the large country boy inside and led him to the home gym. He greeted Pip with a nod and a small smile, which was returned by the smaller boy. Mac then walked over to the whiteboard in the spacious garage-turned-home-gym and erased what was written on it. "No offense, y'all, but this regiment is all wrong." He chuckled before elaborating, "Y'all can't work out every muscle group in one day, or you'll put too much stress on your body. Why do ya think Coach Will has a day for legs, a day for back muscles, a day for abdominals, a day for arms, shoulders, and chest? You need to work each group on individual days. Ah'll show y'all the best workouts you can do, so don't worry about that. Today, we'll work on yer chest and arm muscles. An' just because you invited me into your house don't mean Ah'm goin' easy on y'all. You'll be sore by the time we're all done, Ah can promise y'all that much. Spike, get set up under the barbell for close grip bench press. ah'll spot you. Pip, do a set of diamond pushups until Ah tell ya t'get up on the bench. No stopping, either of y'all. We clear?" The large young man ended with a lazy smile.

The two boys nodded dumbly. All they could think of at the time was how utterly amazed at how much the usually silent farm hand just said. The sheer amount in itself was dizzying. Nevertheless, they got to work on what would soon come to be the most brutal workout they'd ever done.

Mac showed the two smaller boys all of the other workouts they could do, and joined them when he felt they understood the motions. By the time three hours had passed, their chests, biceps, triceps and forearms were all sore, and the two younger boys had to take a break.

Somehow, Big Mac was still doing pull ups. Pip and Spike were so tired, they could barely move their arms at all. They decided to spend their well-earned break by counting reps for Mac.

"197. 198. 199. 200. Holy crap, Mac! How can you do that?" Spike asked as the country boy hopped down from the door frame mounted pull-up bar and slowly stretched out his chest and shoulders.

"Lots of practice, Spike." He answered his friend simply. "Now, you need ta help yer muscles recover. Best way ta do that's with hot water. Pip, y'all got a hot tub?"

"Sure do, mate. Got a tub, pool, and sauna in the backyard." Pip confirmed tiredly.

"Perfect." Mac grinned softly as Pip led him and Spike to the hot tub. Mac took off his sweat-soaked shirt, and climbed in. The two smaller boys immediately followed suit, sighing in satisfaction at how the tub's jets massaged their tired muscles. Big Mac leaned back against the tub's wall and closed his eyes, letting his long, dirty blond, unkempt hair out of from behind his ears and fall over his face as the small waves splashed against his firm chest and shoulders. "Good work today, y'all. Tomorrow we'll work on legs." He mused as he let the warmth and gentleness of the tub's water relax him.

After 15 minutes in the tub, the three friends got out of the tub and dried off. They all changed back into casual clothes and sat in Pip’s room, doing what every teenage boy loves to do.

“Oi! 360 no-scope headshot! Get wrecked, mate!” Pip screamed in excitement at the TV of his entertainment rig in his room as Spike and Big Mac simply watched in awe of his “MLG L337 $K1LLZ.”

After a few more hours of mind-numbing video games, Mac took his leave and drove the Apple Family truck back to Sweet Apple Acres. Soon after, Spike left as well, and as he walked home, he smiled at how much Mac had helped him and Pip, knowing that he has found a good friend in the country boy.

When he got home he opened the door to the apartment he shared with his sister, and blushed when he walked into the living room to see his sister, bending down to get a book from the lower shelf in the living room, giving him a good view of her curvy rear, which was hugged tightly by a pair of black jeans.

“Hey Twili-hah...”

Spike’s nose bleed from earlier today immediately returned with a vengeance.

“Oh, hey, Spike!” His sister said as she looked at Spike over her shoulder with a smile. “How was your workout with Pipsqueak and Big Macintosh?”

“U-uh… It was… really tiring, and… stuff..” Spike couldn’t stop himself from speaking slowly and stuttering like an idiot, as he was able to sneak another peak at Twilight’s butt without her noticing, then mentally scolded himself for being such a lecherous pervert. He was finally able to cast his gaze upwards as Twilight found the book she was looking for and turned around to face her brother, and saw the trail of red that was flowing from his left nostril.

“Oh, Spike! You’re bleeding again! Twilight said with a gasp as she set her book down on the coffee table and gently pulled Spike to a seated position on the couch. “Stay right here, I’ll go get some tissues.” Twilight told Spike before making a quick trip down the hall to her room. She came back seconds later with a box of tissues. “Are you alright, Spike?” She asked in a concerned tone as she wiped the copious amount of blood off of his lip.

After she cleaned the blood off of his face and his nosebleed finally stopped, Twilight looked into Spike’s eyes with genuine concern, and she asked him the one question he wanted to avoid.

"Spike, is something wrong?"

Author's Notes:

*dramatic music* CLIFFHANGER!

I told you the next chapter was coming VERY soon! :D I'm just glad that this one seemed to write itself. This was honestly super fun to write. Hope you're enjoying the story. If you are, as always remember to drop a big thumbs up and also a HUGE shout out to my amazing co-writer Ringmaster1336.

Next chapter soon to come, and for all you pervs, yes, it will have some clop in it.

Deuces!