Spike shook off the headache from Discord’s teleportation. “That never gets any easier,” he grumbled to himself as he stood up and looked to see where he was.

It didn’t take him long to figure it out, what with what Discord said just before, and his night vision kicking in, he realized that he was in the middle of an arcade, though it wasn’t just any arcade, if the signs hanging around were any indication, it really was the brand new one that’s scheduled to open tomorrow.

“Discord?” Spike asked, trying to keep his voice down, in case anypony was nearby. “Where are you?”

“Over here, Spike!” Discord announced as loud as he could from the other side of the building, playing one of the games that he’s turned on.

Spike, in a moment of panic, dashed over as quickly as he could, avoiding all the games, stools, tables, and everything else between him and covering the draconequus’ muzzle, “keep your voice down! What if somepony hears us?” He hissed, just loud enough for Discord to hear.

Discord pried the dragon off his head and went back to his game as he spoke, “don’t worry, Spike. Nopony will hear us, see us, or even know we are in here. I’ve enchanted the entire building so that nopony that looks inside will hear or see anything more than how it was before we got here.” He cheered, having won the first level of his game.

Spike covered his ears from the blaring noise of Discord’s over the top celebration, and after a few moments of nopony coming to see what all the commotion was about, he finally sighed in relief, “still, we shouldn’t even be here! We could’ve waited until tomorrow, like everypony else!”

“That’s precisely why we’re here! Why come in with everyone else, when all they do is crowd the games and make them impossible to play?” Discord said with a wave of his hand, “with this, we can have the place all to ourselves and play all the games we want! Before anypony else!”

With another snap of his fingers, the entire building came to life; every machine was turned on, the lights, signs, and games flashed bright, neon colors, loud music began playing, and copious clones of Discord went to work cooking confections and pouring drinks.

Discord also summoned clones of various shapes and sizes to enjoy the new arcade with them, and not just clones of himself, but of ponies, griffins, even Diamond Dogs, but only a few, so that they wouldn’t be too much of a burden to them. “Come on, Spike. Enjoy your life and be a little naughty for once,” Discord whispered into his ear.

Spike looked around at how awesome everything was, all the energy that was flowing through the building with Discord’s magic, “well... maybe...”

“Maybe isn’t good enough,” Discord said. “But this should change that,” he finished as he brought out a brand new, never before seen Power Ponies Game.

Spike gasped at the sight in front of him, too focused to even notice Discord’s toothy grin, “what do you say now?”

“Well... if nopony’s gonna find out... we might as well enjoy ourselves,” he rationalized, starting up the game with a massive grin.

“That’s the spirit! No harm in breaking a few rules every now and then!” Discord cheered, the music turning itself up even louder and every being Discord summoned starting to enjoy themselves alongside the two.

After playing a few of the games, hunger struck the drake, prompting him over to one of the booths to take a seat, and, seeing this, one of Discord’s clones floated by and dropped off a menu before flying off again.

“Enjoying yourself?” The original Discord asked as he sat across from him, a joyous smile gleaming across his face.

“You bet I am! This is the most fun I’ve had in years!” Spike replied, happily matching the draconequus’ smile.

“Glad to hear it! Are you ready to order?” He said, motioning one of his clones over.

“Yeah! I’ll have some Ruby Steak!” Spike said, licking his lips.

“Steak, hm? I didn’t expect a dragon like you to ever even think about eating meat,” Discord said with a slight tint of surprise.

“Well, the others don’t know, and you’re the first one I’ve actually told,” he sheepishly said.

“That clears things up a bit... and while we’re on the topic, I don’t really know much about you. I mean, other than the simple things that everypony knows: assistant to the Princess of Friendship, the only dragon resident in Equestria, savour of the Crystal Empire, and the Equestria Games incident... but, other than that, I’m clueless,” Discord said, thanking one of his clones as it brought them two mugs of The Apple Family’s Famous Hard Apple Cider™.

“Well, I could say the same for you: other than being set in stone, twice, being the spirit of chaos and disharmony, Fluttershy being your first real friend, and that you knew Tirek, you’re walking question mark, yourself,” Spike pointed out, taking a sip of his drink.

“Touche,” Discord replied, taking a large swig of his own. “Well, how about we take turns asking each other one question at a time?”

“Hm... that sounds fair.” Spike said, sitting back in his seat. “So why don’t you ask first question, seeing that it was your idea, after all.”

“Alright...” Discord said, stroking his goatee as he thought up a question for the drake, “let’s start at the beginning: how did you end up in Twilight’s care?”

“Well, I was given to Twilight as an egg to hatch. It was part of the entrance exam to Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, of which she could only have gotten in if she was able to hatch me, and, as you see, she succeeded. After that, it’s pretty straightforward: we grew up together, but I stayed at the castle because Twilight was too young to care for me.”

“Huh... that answered more than I thought it would. Either way, it’s your turn. Hit me with whatever you want to know,” he said as he downed the entire mug.

“How did you come to be? Since, from what I know, you’re the only draconequus to have ever existed,” he honestly stated, curious as to if he even had a family to speak of.

“Well, I can honestly say that I don’t know all too much about that, myself. All I do know is what the god-like beings told me when I was created. I was made from everything that was against the norm; made to cause disruption and disorder throughout the world, because the universe would be put out of whack; because it was necessary for balance; or some nonsense like that,” he said with a wave of a paw.

Spike was surprised to hear this: there was something even more powerful than Discord? And that if he, Celestia, Luna, Cadence, and Twilight were already considered the most powerful beings in the eyes of everyone on the planet, what chance do any of us have to understand anything about such a thing.

“Uh... Equestria to Spike!” Discord said through a loudspeaker, knocking the drake’s thoughts back to reality.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry about that... I just never thought there could be anything stronger than you or the princesses,” Spike said. “I mean, just finding out about Tirek was bad enough... but he needed others to get to where he was, and you’re talking about something vastly more powerful,” Spike said as he thought about it a bit longer.

But before Discord could open his mouth to ask his next question, their food was delivered to them. Spike’s eyes grew wide and his mouth began watering at the freshly cooked, ruby fill Steak alongside a platter of hay fries, all placed right in front of him.

“This looks awesome!” He said, picking up his fork and diving right into his meal, cutting right into the steak and nearly breaking the utensils as he did so.

He ended up tossed the utensil aside and picking it up with his claws, ripping chunk after chunk out of it, tossing them into his mouth and moaning from the flavorful sensation presented to him. The texture was just right; easily sliced through by his teeth, but tender enough for him to chew the flavor out of it, all cooked to perfection with the crunch of rubies packed within.

Once the steak was devoured, Spike licked his fingers clean and rather lewdly moaned, enjoying the leftover taste. Discord blushed at the sight of Spike’s long, forked tongue dancing across his finger, clearing them of what little was left of his food. Discord cleared his throat to get the drake’s attention, and Spike smiled with a small blush of his own.

“Sorry, that steak was much better than I thought it was gonna be,” he said, politely removing the last bits with his napkin.

“I could see that... and hear it,” he snickered.

Spike’s blush grew, but he shook it off as quickly as he could, “let’s just get back to the questions.”

Discord nodded and they settled back in their seats, only discord wasn’t quite ready to ask a question just yet, “alright, but before we get to that, allow me to say something else about what we were talking about, before you started wolfing down your meal: for all I know, yes. There is another, higher power outside of the six of us ‘gods’, as you call us. Though what I’m SURE of, is that neither Celestia nor Luna, or any of the princess know about their existence.”

“Then why not tell them? Inform them about this, and maybe they could help get in contact with this being and learn so much about our world that we never could’ve dreamed of answering,” Spike suggested.

Discord was silent for a moment, “believe me, Spike, I’ve considered it. Yet, in the short time I was there, with them, I saw so much... When I was sent here, I thought about everything I saw, and learned so many things that I knew most of which are better left unheard by anyone,” he said with an unusually serious tone and his eyes giving a brief menacing glow.

The silence hung deftly in the air after Discord’s words. Spike could tell that he was already digging too deep into the subject, and it wasn’t the time for either of them to talk any more about such matters.

“Any who! Let’s move on from this dreary topic! I believe you just asked me two questions in a row, so I think it’s only fair that I get to ask you two as well,” Discord said as he booped the dragon’s nose.

“Okay. Ask away,” Spike said with a smile, liking the sudden mood change.

“Alright, though I have to be honest and say that this one’s a multi-part question, so I’m gonna count it as both of mine: how do you felt about each of your friends?” Discord asked, “I figure you’ve been with them for quite a while, so you must really be attached to them.”

“Well, you’re right. I am attached to them, they are my friends, and, on occasion, they are like family,” Spike said with a warm smile as he looked back on all the time he spent with the group. “I’ve never had a chance to get close to anypony other than Twilight, her family, and Celestia when we live in Canterlot, but when we came here and met the others and their families, our nonexistent circle of friends grew into something. Something that caused the both of us to change for the better.”

“Twilight finally came out of her anti-social shell, at least after the two of you came here,” Discord chuckled.

“Exactly! Which was good for the both us, otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten to meet the other elements. But as for them, individually... it’s rather hard for me to say what I think about them, other than that they’re really good friends... and that all the elements shine through them, not just the ones they hold,” Spike explained.

“Well that is grand and all, but that’s not what I meant, Spike,” Discord said. “How do you feel about them?”

“Well... they’re kind, though rather forgetful at times. And they do mange to lose their cool, sometimes, but that’s part of their charm,” the drake answered.

“Come on, Spike! We’re both adults here! You can be honest with me! We’re guy friends, after all!”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“It means that you can tell me all the secrets you’ve been hiding from them. You have spent plenty of time around these good looking mares, and you spent most you time short then all of them, giving you to ability to do all the staring that you’ve hoped beyond hope that they’d never notice; all the fantasies you’ve concocted in your head when you’re all alone; all the times you find yourself reaching for their...”

“W-w-why would you want to know about that?”

“Because I already know that if we went along with you on the innocent route, we would’ve just end up with us talking about the element they represent. Like how Loyal Rainbow is, how generous Rarity is... blah, blah, blah,” Discord said, making a gagging motion.

“Well, they are the elements of friendship and harmony. Why wouldn’t I like that stuff about them?” Spike asked, rubbing his arm, “but...yeah... I kinda... also find them attractive, in a way...”

“Ah, So I’m not the only one that thinks that they’re beautiful mares with bountiful attributes... but, for now, I’ll just settle for your description of their best features,” Discord said as he rested his head in his claws.

“W-well... um... I guess you might’ve noticed that I have a thing for...”

“Rarity, yes, I believe the entire world knows about THAT... But what is it about her, that you like?”

Spike blushed as he was way too embarrassed to say anything.

“Spike there must be something about her that makes you turn your head faster than normal.”

“Well, there is something about the way she acts,” Spike said.

“So you like the high class snobs... boring,” Discord said with a yawn. “You grew up around enough of them in Canterlot, did you not? So why would you go after a mare like that?”

Spike growled and rolled his eyes, “it reminds me of me and Twi’s old home, and she’s just so perfect: a high-class mare that’s enjoying her life in such a simple town.”

“But still stuck up and snobbish,” Discord said, crossing his arms.

“Though not NEARLY as bad as even the better nobles, you have to admit.”

“Touche... and what about the farm pony?”

“She has a name, you know,” Spike flatly commented.

“I know: Applejack; what do you think about her? What would you say her most attractive feature is?”

“I think we’ve gone far enough with this, alright? I don’t think...”

“So Rarity was the only one you’ve thought was beautiful?”

“N-no... Applejack’s got her good points, as well..."

“Such as...”

“Well... she looks really good when she’s hard at work... kicking the apples down, and all...”

“So you like the strong, hard-working mares?”

“N-y-not... kinda... but I’m usually too focused on her... um...”

Discord leaned in closer, “her what, Spike?”

“Flank...” he whispered, just barely loud enough for the spirit to hear.

“Ah, so you do like the mares with a plump yet shapely rump!?” Discord could barely contain his laughter from Spike’s sudden, red appearance, nearly shrinking under the table as he did so. “It’s about time I got something good out of you!”

“B-b-b-but that’s not all I like about her! She’s got a great personality, and...” he was shut up by Discord’s claw.

“I know, Spike. But this is part of guy-talk: being freely open to discuss the female form. Do you understand?”

“Y... yeah, I get it... but I’m still kinda uncomf...”

“Yes, yes. I know, I know...” Discord said as he signaled for another round of cider, “but that nervous, embarrassed feeling will degrade over time, into a proper male-male-friend relationship.”

“Is that really what that means?”

“Like I said before: it means being able to talk about the thing you can’t say with your female friends... and can you honestly think you could say ANY of that with them?”

Spike thought for a moment about what would happen if he even tried to have this conversation with any of his friends... or even his acquaintances. He shivered at the thought of what they might do to him...

“Yeah... you may have a point...”

“Of course I do! So cut loose and relax! This is a safe-zone, Spike! Here’s where you can say all the naughty stuff you want and I’ll join in with ya, laughing all the way!” Discord said as he gave the drake a reassuring smile.

Spike saw it and nodded, getting a bit more confidence about his situation, even going to think about the next mare in his group of friends on his own, “well... I’ve always noticed that Pinkie’s got some amazing curves! Like, more than anypony! And she makes it work!”

“That’s what happens when you go on an all sugar diet: you put on plenty of plump pounds,” Discord giggled.

“But she works it like a champ, making her all the more huggable and cuddly... and when she bounces...”

“Fuckable?” Discord stated bluntly, smirking as he did.

“Um... yeah... That, for a more rudimentary term,” Spike said at the time, but his mind was far away; way back to when he received his blowjob from the pink party pony.

Unknowingly to him, a smug, yet goofy grin grew on the drakes face, only serving to make Discord chuckle as he could already tell what the dragon was thinking about, “you remembering something special she did for you?”

“W-what?! N-No...” He stammered, doing a horrible job of hiding it.

“Don’t lie to me, Spikey,” he said, wanting to tease him a bit more about it. “I might not be Applewhatever, but I do know a lie when I hear one, especially a bad one like that.”

Spike sighed and, after another moment of mulling it over, he decided that Discord would’ve found out about it sooner than later, especially seeing that he was so close to the mare in question, “alright... she came into my room this morning and... she somehow managed to know that I was... pleasuring myself, at the time... and she gave me head...”

“Was she wearing a discord mask?”

“What!?”

“Oh, it’s just that I found the mask while I was cleaning up, and I was wondering where it came from...” Discord giggled.

Spike thought back to when he thought he saw: Discord giving him the BJ at the start, but it must’ve been Pinkie’s mask, “well, yeah, she was. Which would explain a few things. But why does she even have that in the first place?”

“She’s Pinkie. Not even I understand her, sometimes.”

“Yeah, I guess it was a silly question,” Spike said with a chuckle.

“Kinda,” he snickered. “Now, three down, three to go. What about Rainbow Dash? I wouldn’t think you’d be into somepony like her, but you actually surprised me with Applejack.”

“Well... as surprising as it may be, even with her overly cocky attitude and occasional selfishness, I do find her slim, athletic figure quite a turn on,” Spike said, actually getting more comfortable with these kinds of things.

“She’s quite the contrast from Pinkie.”

“She is, but the way I see it’s that they’re both sexy in their own ways. I just like them... no matter what their size or their body type,” Spike replied with a shrug, feeling relaxed for a change.

Discord simply nodded in understanding, at least before a grin grew right across his face, “well, now there’s only two left: Fluttershy and Twilight.”

Spike didn’t say a word, he only stared at Discord with wide, blank eyes. The truth was that Spike is attracted to both of the mares in question, but... he was once again having second thoughts about saying it... only, this time, MUCH stronger than before.

Fluttershy was just so innocent and kind, while Twilight was like a big sister to him. Though even with those factors in mind, he’d still find himself randomly thinking about them in naughty ways.

“Spike, I know you find them just as attractive as the others, and you know I won’t get upset about what you tell me about them. Plus, what we say here is confidential; they’ll never know a thing about it, I promise,” Discord said, making a quick Pinkie Promise with him.

Spike sat back in his seat, mulling it over. On one hand, he’s already told him so much of what he finds attractive about the others, yet it was still gonna be a struggle for him to say it out loud.

“I’ll make it easier on you, then,” Discord said as he reeled his head back and slammed it into Spike’s.

Instead of an immense, throbbing pain, Spike was surprised to find that Discord’s entered into his mind. After which, Discord was looking around and noticing how different Spike’s mind was to the last time he’d been in, such as the neatly organized rows of books that was once just randomly spewed rows of thoughts, memories, and dreams.

“Now let’s find out where our little friend, here, keeps his dirty thoughts,” he said as he skimmed the edges of each book, reading their titles and, eventually, reaching the more... suggestive ones.

“Let’s see. Shouldn’t be long now,” he as he reached the end of the shelf. “Ahah!”

Discord then pulled down the last two books from the shelf: one purple and one buttercup yellow, each with Twilight and Fluttershy’s names on them, respectively. Having found his goal, he then brought forth a chair, so he could actually start reading them.

“Discord, don’t!” Spike’s brain screamed at the intruder.

But Discord simply ignored it, sitting down in his chair and opening up the books to get the first, quick glances at what Spike first thought of them, only to have them forcefully pulled from his grasp. Discord’s shock only grew as he found himself being tossed out of Spike’s head.

Once he was out, Spike rubbed his temples in an attempt to ease the pain, all while Discord watched Spike in surprise, that was the second time he’s been kicked out of Spike’s mind. No pony, not even Celestia or Luna, has had such luck trying to keep him out.

“Discord! Don’t do that!” Spike growled with a slight blush.

“How... how did you... throw me out of your mind?” Discord asked, still in shock, “You did the same thing when I was first released.”

“Uh... I don’t really know...” Spike said as he thought about it, “I just, really didn’t want you poking around their, is all.”

“Interesting. Not even Sunbutt or Moonbutt are able to eject me from their thoughts with that much ease. It must have something to do with the fact that Dragons have a much better mental fortitude... or that your kind’s naturally resistant and adaptive to magic.”

“Well, maybe... but that’s besides the point, right now! You can’t just go digging around others pony’s heads, like that!” Spike scolded the spirit.

“Come now, Spike. I meant no harm: guy-talk, remember? Besides...” Discord said as he brought up two pictures and laid them on the table between them, “I got what I needed.”

Spike looked down to the first photo and his heart nearly stopped. It was a picture of Twilight in a tight, button-up shirt, a short skirt that left her pair of lace panties plainly visible to anyone that stood behind her, and, to top it all off, she had her mane tied back in a bun, matching the pair of square-framed glasses sitting atop her muzzle.

She had a powerful look in her eyes, telling him that he could, but couldn’t look. A look that told him that she was in charge, and that she’d make sure he knew it.

“And I think that’s enough of the first one, because this next one’s even better; I was actually able to get a lot more out of your thoughts of Fluttershy,” Discord said, licking his lips as he passed it to Spike.

Spike looked over and his jaw dropped yet again, this time as he watched the picture move, like a show from a projector, even having sound as it played.

“Spikey, the cookies are done!” Fluttershy called out from her cottage kitchen.

A younger Spike rushed down the stairs with an excited grin, “coming, mom!” He said, reaching the bottom of the stairs and bolting into the kitchen.

He eagerly jumped into his seat and awaited his sugary treat, looking over to his ‘mother’ as he sat there, unable to look away from her form. He started to feel something stirring below his waist, but the smell of double chocolate gem cookies overridden his senses.

“They smell delicious, mom!” He said as he saw her place the hot tray on the counter, carefully moving the cookies to the plate.

She smiled and carried the plate over to him with her wing, “I hope so. I really want you to enjoy them.”

Spike quickly dug into the chocolatey sweet before him, it's fresh, gooey dough melted in his mouth, leaving the crunchy gems behind, making him give a soft moan. He was obviously enjoying the cookies, but, after a few, he felt himself getting thirsty.

“Mom, can I have some milk?”

“Of course. Anything for my little dragon,” she gleefully said, giving him a lengthy, motherly kiss on his cheek.

He smiled happily, which she gladly returned before taking off her apron, revealing her milk-filled mammaries, “I’ll feed you on the couch.”

Spike nodded and hopped off his chair, taking his plate of confections with him to the living room, of which Fluttershy was already laying down on her side on the couch, giggling at how mesmerized Spike was by her teats.

She patted the spot next to her, getting the drake’s attention before climbing up beside her and, with just a small nod from mommy, latching onto one of her teats, eagerly drinking the white fluid.

The mare bit her lip and let out of small groan of both pain and pleasure, which quickly faded into a sigh of relief and release, all the while Spike moaned from his silky, wet snack.

“Now don’t drink too fast, Spikey. You might get hiccups,” she cooed as she sat back and enjoyed the sensation.

Spike nodded in reply before switching from one teat to the other, his claws groping the mellons as he drank. He began to feel a second arousal, one that he’s felt before, but still didn’t understand it: his member coming forth from it’s hiding spot between his legs.

Fluttershy felt Spike’s tool poking her...

Spike furiously clawed up the picture, his face a new shade of red and purple from both embarrassment and arousal as his body became out of breath, trying to calm down.

Discord was sitting back in his chair, smirking at the drake, “such a naughty dragon~”

Spike sat back once he gained control of his breathing, covering his face with his claws, “okay, now you know!” He said as his claws dug into his scales.

Discord knew he’d be embarrassed, but he didn’t think it would’ve gone this far. “Spike you need to calm down. I don’t think any differently of you... and I did Pinkie Promise that I wouldn’t tell a soul,” he said, patting the drake on his shoulder.

Spike relaxed as he heard and felt Discord’s message, which he could tell he was honestly sincere, even to the point where he blushed, yet again, but this time from Discord’s gentle rubbing, at least before he slowly pulled away.

“Well, I think that’ll be enough Q&A for now. Lets go have some fun!” Discord shouted, standing up with a smile and wink, flying off to enjoy more games and drink.

“That was... weird...” Spike said before quickly brushing it off and leaving the table to enjoy the rest of his night.

To both of their surprises, they actually talked quite a bit more throughout the night, playing the many games the building had to offer, particularly the multiplayer ones. On which, Spike quickly learned that Discord was just as much of a challenge to beat as Luna, but still possible. And, with that, the night went on, neither smile leaving their faces.

Spike also learned that dragons can hold their alcohol much better than any other creature could, seeing how every griffon, pony, diamond dog, and all the other varieties were smash beyond belief. Though, the thing is, Discord never let Spike’s mug go empty, so, by every means, the unconscious creatures strewn around the place didn’t have nearly as much as he did. But even without that, he found that spending so much time with another guy had him thinking differently: he couldn’t quite put his claw on it, but something about spending so much quality time with Discord turned him to thinking that they should’ve done this so much sooner.

And as they moved to the next set of games, they saw one of the newer games that have yet to be seen anywhere else. Even Spike’s only read about it in a few of the letters he’s received from Luna, ones with any bits and pieces of information she could get on the newest games, and the setup before him matched the descriptions perfectly.

“Hey, Discord,” Spike said, getting his attention.

“Yeah, Spike?” He replied as he landed on the ground.

“Thanks for bringing me out here. It’s been a blast!” Spike said with a grin, “I never knew what I was missing! I... guess I kinda just got used to spending my time with the girls.”

Discord couldn’t help but blush a bit, “no problem, Spike. I’ve actually been enjoying myself as well. It’s been faust knows how long since I’ve spent this much time with another guy... must’ve been the 10:1 female ratio that made it so damn near impossible... but it also makes it that much more important.”

“Yeah, maybe the rest of the week won’t just be me trying to avoid you the entire time. Which, to be honest, was my plan after the first night, what with all the craziness you had going on, and all,” he sheepishly confessed, to which Discord just chuckled.

“I would’ve found a way to lure you out eventually,” he teased the drake, nudging his shoulder as he did.

“I highly doubt that,” Spike said with a roll of his eyes, trying to act annoyed as he found himself chuckling along with him.

“And even if you did manage to stay in there the entire week, what would you do? Read comics and eat up your secret gem stash, which you might want to find a new hiding spot for,” Discord asked with a smirk.

Spike quickly put the pieces together and gave draconequus a glare, “how did you... I had that hidden in the most perfect spot!”

“Not as perfect as you might’ve thought, and they were aged perfectly, by the way,” Discord said, rubbing his stomach, causing Spike to facepalm.

After slowly dragging his hand down his face, Spike sighed, “well, I can worry about fixing that later. And... I... I really... didn’t plan any further than that...”

Discord couldn’t help but laugh at Spike, who sat himself down on the game’s chair, “no offense, Spike, but that plan was going to be an epic failure anyway.”

Spike simply stuck his tongue out as he waited for Discord to take the seat next to him, just now realizing that they were about the be the first customers to ever play the game.

Spike grew a massive grin as he took hold of the controls, “ready to get your tail handed to you?”

“Be careful what you say, spike, I might not be as big a gamer as Luna, but I can still wipe the floor with you.” Discord said, “in fact, how about we make this a bit more interesting with a little wager?”

Spike raised an eyebrow at this, “what did you have in mind?”

“Looser has to do whatever the winner tells them to do,” Discord said, giving the sucker drake a cocky smirk.

Spike rubbed his chin as he considered it.

“And if you think I’d use my magic to cheat, you’d be wrong,” Discord added.

“I didn’t think you would, but now that you bring it up...”

“Fine! I, once again, swear on my draconequus powers that I will not cheat,” Discord said, holding up his taloned hand, a spear of his golden plaid magic floating within it.

Spike was surprised he made such a promise again, even for something as silly as a small bet on a game, "he must really be taking our new friendship seriously."

“Okay. I accept your bet,” Spike said as he held out his hand.

Once Discord shook it, the game began.

It took a while for them to get used to the control scheme, but once they did, they were relentless. It became a ferocious battle for the top score, both gaining leads left and right, only separated by the most insignificant number of points. Stage after stage the battle roared; power-ups, new lives, trinkets, nicknacks, all gained and utilized as they fought. At last, the final stage; the home stretch; the last chance either one had at grasping victory, and as they came closer and closer to the finish, their grips were shaky, their hands were cramping, and their sweat was pervasive.

That was until the final; game over screen. They were more exhausted than they should’ve been, and glad that it was finally over. They took their time to catch their breath before looking at their screens, ecstatic about their scores, but, more importantly, amazed that Spike took the victory by a mere 5 points.

“I won? ... I WON!” Spike cheered.

Discord’s jaw actually broke off from the shock. He knew that he was in the lead for most of the game, even if it was only by a hoof-ful of points, he knew that he had the power, control, and wisdom to beat even a hundred Spikes, and he knew that playing a game that was never before played would give him a good edge, but all he could do now was pick up his jaw and reattached it.

So, with a sigh, he crossed his arms and looked over to the ecstatic drake, “well, it would seem that you did. You won bet.”

“Come on, now, Discord. Don’t be such a sore loser,” Spike said as he gave the spirit a light punch on his shoulder.

“I am not sore loser. I...” Discord stopped as he noticed a stream of light shining into the room through one of the small cracks made by the blinds.

Spike took notice of his pause and quickly saw the rays of light as well, quickly washing his face of all his joyous expression. “Oh shit...”

They both rushed over to the windows, peering through them and... it was just as they feared: the sun was already peaking over the horizon, but not just that, there was a mass of ponies in front of the arcade, practically begging to get in.

“I think we’ve overstayed our welcome...” Discord nervously said as he snapped his fingers, causing the clones and summoned races to vanish. “And the spell was only for the outside of the building...”

“You think! We’ve gotta clean this place up!” Spike growled, gripping the sides of his head, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do.

His years of cleaning up after a certain alicorn princess came into effect as he went on autopilot, rushing from station to station, wiping down every surface he could reach and kicking into place every scrap of trash from the floor, making it easier to pick up from their now apparent piles.

Discord stood in shock for a brief moment before snapping back and rushing off to the kitchen, cleaning and replenishing all the things his clones used up during the night, whether it be ingredients for the menu items, or the supply of alcohol at the bar.

The two’s enhanced hearing told them that the crowd was going crazy, and they could even make out the owner’s speech as he prepared to let the crowd in. They were low on time, and had to get out of there right now!

They frantically rushed to where the other’s been cleaning, and once they realized the other’s job was done, Discord snapped his fingers and they both vanished right as the doors opened and the ponies rushed inside, along with the staff.

They both collapsed on the ground of some random room of the castle.

“How did you manage to do all that?” Discord asked in amazement, “I mean, I had magic to help me, but you cleaned just as fast, if not faster than I did...”

“I guess years of cleaning up after a tornado of pure mess tends to give you the tricks of the trade...” Spike panted as he laid there and relaxed.

After several moments of silence, Discord finally sat up and said, “all that excitements gotten me famished, and breakfast sounds perfect right about now. Would you like anything, Spike?”

“Nah, I’m good,” the dragon replied, a content smile lingering on his face as he laid there, finally enjoying his life.

Author's Notes:

Longest chapter yet, and we learn a bit about both Spike & Discord! Looks like everypony is gonna see some high scores on all the games that have 'never been played before'. Good luck betting those little ponies~

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