Horns blared. Ponies stomped in glee. Guards stood tall and proud, as Twilight Sparkle walked slowly down the row laid out before her with red carpet. She, along with 5 other mares, saved Equestria, and had brought the sister of Celestia, Princess Luna, back from the darkness that had consumed her and twisted her into Nightmare Moon.

(If that didn’t deserve an awards ceremony, then a lot of ponies were ungrateful about the good things given to them. Ungrateful little…)

Thus, Celestia had arranged a ceremony to commemorate the 6 brave heroes from the little town of Ponyville. Twilight’s family sat in the front row seats, right next to the aisle she was currently walking in. The families for the other heroes were in the same front row, with Spike holding a wing in support of his adoptive parents. It dampened somewhat all the cheering and stomping of the other ponies, which in their older age, Spike’s parents were starting to become sensitive of hearing.

Don’t tell them they’re getting older though. It usually ends in tears… for the pony that told them.

As Twilight walked up the steps towards the princess to receive her medal, Spike glanced towards the other medal bearers, the other 5 that had saved the day along with Twilight. Rainbow Dash, his sister, made eye contact with him, and he winked at her with a smirk. Since she was sitting (or rather, hovering) next to the Rainbow family, Fenella saw this exchange, and decided she would try the same with Twilight.

As Twilight came around to the crowd with the medal on her neck and the shy pride that came with most ponies accepting an award in public, Fenella caught the unicorn’s eye and tried winking at her. However, she kept blinking her eye in rapid succession, and Twilight witnessed in silent and repressed horror the breezie falling to the ground and twitching violently. Spike, also witnessing the poor breezie’s sudden dilemma, quickly cupped his talons over the writhing Fen and pulled her close to his body, away from any prying eyes that might have spotted them. While putting a hoof over her eyes to shield them briefly from the camera flashes, Twilight mouthed a thank you to the dragon.

Spike winked back, and could swear he saw a brief blush on the unicorn’s cheeks. He looked back down quickly to see Fenella still twitching, and suppressed a sympathetic sigh. An idea came to him, however, and with a devious smirk he reached for his mother’s camera that she brought along to Canterlot. He quickly snapped a picture before putting the camera back, careful not to let his parents see the flash.

He had to remember to take the camera film to a dark room and get the negatives before his family did. It would be a good piece of blackmail, if the breezie ever tried something against him.

“Ah, Canterlot cuisine! Fresh cuts, straight from the farms, and the first pick too!”

“Dad, you seriously like these ‘or derves’, or whatever the fancy looking butler called them?”

“Spike, what have I said about food?” Blitz reprimanded. “Don’t question the free food, just eat the free food.”

“A stallion after me heart!” Fenella called out, before diving into the plate magically held by Twilight, who was walking up to the two male Rainbows.

“Fen! Ugh… Well, how are you two doing? I assume this is your father, Spike?” Twilight asked.

“Yup, that’s me. Been his father since the two days we had his egg before Hearth’s Warming,” Blitz confirmed, holding out his hoof to shake with Twilight’s.

Twilight looked at Blitz’s mane as she returned the gesture. “Rainbow hair? I guess Rainbow Dash gets her hair from you, huh?”

“All Rainbows get the hair. It’s some sort of family magical identifier that our ancestor Commander Hurricane did on himself and his descendants.”

“So it’s true! The Rainbows are descended from Commander Hurricane! I have so many questions, like…. do you happen to have his legendary spear or armor?” Twilight inquired, jumping in glee at technically finding a primary source of Equestrian history.

“Uh, no, most of his stuff that was passed down in the family is all in museums everywhere. We get the benefits as nobility, sure, but the hair came at a price. We Rainbows can only have one heir to the family legacy, which stops the mother of the family from having more than one foal. Firefly, my wife, was completely fine with having only one foal, however. We held busy jobs, you see, so we were okay with one foal. Then, as we’re bringing back Dash from the hospital in Cloudsdale, this guy’s egg,” Blitz draped a foreleg over Spike, who listened with apprehension at his baby story, “dropped right in front of us, or rather in Firefly’s purse, exactly. A day later, in the middle of the Hearth’s Warming party, he hatches. Dash, as a foal, quickly took to him, and we adopted him there.”

“Wow…” Twilight awed. “That is like…”

Blitz waited for exclamations of ‘amazing’ or ‘beautiful’ or even ‘heartwarming’, as most ponies would’ve said whenever they heard Spike’s egg story from him.

“…extremely improbable and unlikely that the egg could drop in such a precise location with such ease, and yet not have any sort of damage to it!”

What?

Both Spike and Blitz witnessed Twilight pull an abacus out of… somewhere, and start tinkering with it. “If we set the height to an altitude above Cloudsdale’s usual airspace, and we calculate the odds of location displacement based on an arc of an dragon egg across several meters, the odds of Spike’s egg landing in your wife’s purse is…” both Rainbows saw the beads on the abacus soar across the board as Twilight picked up a napkin and a pencil (while still holding the plate that held a now chubby little breezie enjoying the food in her belly) and began to write random numbers, “…7,908,009 to 1 odds!”

Spike and Blitz stared at the young unicorn prodigy, as she diligently smiled at her quick and concise work she demonstrated in front of them. Blitz leaned over to whisper in his son’s ear, “No offense to how you were, but that’s a real nerd alert right there.”

“Dad…” Spike whined quietly. “She’s a smart unicorn. Don’t be rude.”

“Smart and well-mannered, but not totally bland. I think I recall you saying how you wanted a girl like that, back in Flight school…” Blitz smirked.

“Dad!” Spike quietly exclaimed, looking briefly back to Twilight to see if she heard them, but the unicorn was only looking back at the napkin she drew on, mumbling if some of the numbers were correct, and not paying attention to them. “It’s not like that with her, Dad. She’s just a friend, er, more like she’s Rainbow’s friend who I also coincidentally know. Plus, I’m already looking at another pony anyway…”

“Oh, Fluttershy finally got you?”

“What?”

“Who’s the pony you’re ‘looking’ at?” Blitz asked, not missing a beat.

“Um…” Spike flinched at the different question, but decided to drop the topic there. “Rarity. Who’s also… kinda my boss too…” Spike mumbled, scratching his back as he looked at his father with an apologetic grin.

“Rarity? I think she’s that white and purple unicorn that was also with Dash and the rest of the award ponies. Eh, go for her, but in my honest opinion, that mare looks like high class trouble. If things don’t end out great,” Blitz grabbed Spike’s head and turned it towards Twilight, who was busy now recalculating the odds she exclaimed before, “you have a fallback plan.”

“Daaaaaad…” Spike whined, shaking his head away from Blitz who was snickering into his hoof. “Right now I’m fine with just being Rarity’s employee. Besides, she’s got her sights on Prince Blueblood anyway, so I don’t really have a chance.”

“Prince Blueblood? You mean the prince from here, in Canterlot?” Blitz asked with a very confused expression. “You do know he outed himself as a colt cuddler two weeks ago, right? It was the talk of the nobility when he showed off his new beau, the baron of, er, someplace or another.”

Spike’s eyes grew wide. “What? How come Rarity didn’t tell me about that! She’s usually on top of gossip like this!”

“Meh; it grew down after they broke up a week later. Something about how the baron was just trying to use Blueblood to get his family closer to the princess. Er, princess Celestia. Wow, it’s going to be crazy thinking about there being two princesses now…”

Spike tuned out his father when he saw in another corner of the reception area his mother and his sister talking with a familiar green coated and blonde mane stallion.

A familiar stallion that made him grate his teeth ever since he met him.

“Sorry dad, but I gotta go. Zephyr is talking to Rainbow Dash…” Spike seethed.

“Whoa now. You’re the brother, but your sister can date whoever she chooses in the end. Although…” Blitz looked back to see how Zephyr was strangely leaning closer to Dash, somewhat casually talking to her in a way that inflicted some sort of creepy and unnecessary tone towards Dash. “Yeah, chase that guy off, will ya? I’m gonna go get some more free food.”

With a skip, Blitz bounded towards the refreshments table while Spike walked towards Zephyr and his sister, intent on setting the record straight about what he thought of the stallion.

“I was a little off, it’s actually a 632 to 1 chance of Spike’s egg landing in the purse… Spike?” Twilight finally looked up. “Where did that dragon go?”

Author's Notes:

Thanks to Eagle for some points during the editing process! Thank you Blueright and SpikeSupreme13 too!

I swear to all that is holy, if they make Rainbow Dash have a brother in the show, I do not know how I'm going to write him in...