The sun rose over the city of Canterlot greeting the new day. In Spike's penthouse room, the young professor was lying in bed fast asleep, until his alarm clock went off playing music. He groaned, before reaching out to his clock hitting the snooze button. He sat up in bed topless and with messy hair. He let out a yawn, "Mornings... Sometimes I wish they wouldn't happen so early. "

"I like the morning. It's so warm and bright," Came Celestia's voice. Spike looked next to him seeing his top servant laying in his bed while wide awake, "Good morning, master. Sleep well?"

"Good morning, Celly. Yeah I slept like the dead," Spike answered, "How about you?"

"I always sleep well next to you, master." she smiled at him, before sitting up. The blankets fell down revealing Celestia's rack was open and free for Spike to look at.

"And it's not just because I promised you some fun in the bed last night?" Spike teased.

"Ok, that too." Celestia giggled.

"Not that I'm complaining. I mean you know I always love it when you're on top. It's a great chance for us to switch roles with you being the dominant one," he kept his secondary thought in his head, 'Especially when she presses those majestic mounds down on my bare body.'

"I do love watching you below me, while you make those adorable innocent faces. You look just like a child when you do. A cute innocent little child." Spike chuckled sheepishly while blushing from her words.

There was a knock at Spike's door, and Luna's voice could be heard from the other side, "Master! Tia! Are you two up yet?"

Spike answered, "Yes, Luna. Just give us a minute."

"Ok. I'll have breakfast ready." the younger sister called back.

Both Spike and Celestia got out of bed and stood in the buff, "Time for me to take a shower," Spike began, until he turned to Celestia, "Unless you want to go in first." he offered.

Celestia smirked, before answering, "I have a better idea."

"Do I dare ask?" Spike asked, while already knowing what she had in mind.

Soon, Spike was in the shower getting sprayed by the water, as Celestia stood behind him lathering his back with soap. Needless to say, Spike was enjoying the treatment, "That's good, Celly. A little lower, please."

"As you wish, master," Celestia obeyed the command, "I'm so glad we stayed in last night, master. Doing all those heists days in a row is exhausting. But I don't have to tell you that. "

"I know. Besides there hasn't been any recent reports of my family heirlooms springing up. So we might as well just relax and wait."

"Indeed. That'll help you focus better on your day job." Celestia said, as she did his shoulders.

"In all honesty, I'd rather take my chances with the cops." Spike answered.

"Is that a joke, master?"

"Not really. You have any idea how hard it is being a teacher at my age, especially when you're teaching students no older than you?" Celestia said nothing, allowing Spike to continue, "A lot of them don't take me seriously and try to walk over me. I really have to go full disciplinarian on a majority of them to keep them in line. Especially the boys. The girls however... Seem to listen to me, but not for my lessons."

Celestia giggled, "They're just glad they get to learn from a young handsome man like you, master."

"Perhaps," Spike admitted, "But it's still difficult in many ways. Take Twilight for example. We've been friends since we were kids, and it's not easy for me to treat her like I treat any other student. And I notice when I address her as 'Ms. Sparkle' she gets a bit sad."

"Well, you are one of the closest things to a family she has left. What with her parents and brother being dead and all." Celestia sighed recalling the tragedy.

"Yeah. Still she does have Cadence and Flurry Heart so it's not like she doesn't have anymore living relatives. But I understand how important I am in her life. Some of her friends however are also a handful at times in class or during free time. Pinkie keeps trying to prank me any chance she gets. After the hand buzzer incident I never let my guard down around her. Rainbow, I wish she would pay more attention and not just gaze off into space. And calling on Fluttershy is never an easy task since she speaks so softly. I don't call on her just to embarrass her, I just want her to get as much participation in class to help with her grade."

Celestia smiled, "You're so kind and thoughtful to both your servants and your students."

"I only want what's best for them. As would any professor would want for their students." Spike explained, as Celestia wrapped her arms around him, while pressing her bust into his back.

"This is another reason why I love you so much, master. Your heart is full of love and kindness." Spike smiled, and spoke.

"You're a very good listener, Celly," sighed Spike as he turned around to face Celestia, "You really do deserve a reward."

"You don't have to give me anything, master," said Celestia humbly as she bowed, "Serving you is reward enough."

"I insist," said Spike softly, as he lathered up his hands with soap, "You know what they say, Celly: you wash my back, I'll wash yours."

"Is that all you want to do, master?" asked Celestia teasingly.

"Maybe," Spike said, teasing Celestia, "Where else do you want me to wash first?"

"Anywhere you like, master," responded Celestia happily, "My body is all yours."

Spike smirked, as he began lathering up Celestia's entire body with soap. As his hands explored all over her flawless hourglass figure, the older woman moaned with sounds of delight.

"Oh, master. So daring."

"That's part of your charm, Celly. It brings out that side of me." Spike teased, while massaging her rack.

"Hmm, master!" she moaned. Spike finished teasing her and washed her off.

Afterward the two got dressed and enjoyed some freshly baked flapjacks made by Luna who was wearing an apron over her clothes, "Eat up, you two. We wouldn't want to be late." the younger sister said.

So the two began eating followed by Luna who made a plate for herself. As Spike took a bite, he turned to Luna, "Lulu, you make the best flapjacks ever."

"Thank you, master. It is after all an old family recipe," Luna smiled, before turning to her sister, "You know, Tia, I was surprised at how quickly it was for you to let loose while you and master were getting into the mood." she teased.

Celestia almost choked on her food before clearing her throat, "What do you mean by that?" she squinted her eyes.

"I am just saying if it were me in the bed with master I would've lasted a lot longer than you did." the younger sibling continued to tease the eldest.

Celestia turned away, while hiding her blush, "I doubt you'd be any better, and you have a lot of nerve questioning my endurance."

"Because I've been watching the two of you through the monitor in my room." she answered.

Both Spike and Celestia did a double take, as Spike spoke up, "Wait a minute. Have you been spying on us all this time?!"

"It was only for research purposes." Luna assured.

"Research? More like trying to spy on me to see what moves I'd use on master so you can steal them for yourself." Celestia argued.

"Oh, please. Like I need to use any of your moves when I got a whole list full of techniques to use!" Luna argued back.

The two sisters continued to argue about who was the superior in terms of illicitness. Spike was getting tired of such a petty argument and whistled for them to stop. And like trained dogs, the two sisters ceased their squabbling and turned to their master who spoke, "Girls, you need to get yourselves together! And if you're going to treat sex as a competition then we'd have to do a threesome just so you two can really compare to each other."

The sisters eyes lit up, as Celestia spoke, "Master, that's a wonderful idea!"

"Huh?" Spike asked, seeing they didn't realize he was being sarcastic.

"Agreed. We should have one of those so we can compare and contrast." Luna agreed.

Spike rolled his eyes and groaned, 'What the hell did I get myself into?' he thought, before finishing his breakfast, "Well, we better get going."

"Are you sure you won't consider driving with us, master?" Luna asked.

"You know we're more than willing to drive you." Celestia reminded her.

"Tempting, but the students will talk if they saw us riding together," Spike shook his head, "Hate to say it, but our students are gossip hounds. They see something out of the ordinary and they start shooting up rumors like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Besides I like riding my bike to school. Gives me a chance to stop and see the world around me, up close and at slower pace. Well, I'll see you all at school. Thanks for the food, Luna." he kissed her cheek

"My pleasure, master." Luna felt her cheek while blushing. Spike grabbed his work bag and left the place.

Spike rode his bike through the city enjoying the scenery and the people he passed by. As he rode up to the school, he parked his bike and walked for the entrance only to hear a voice call out to him, "Hey, Spike! Spike!" Running up to him was Twilight. She stopped before him and caught her breath, "Good morning."

"And a good morning to you," Spike greeted her, before realizing what she called him, "Ms. Sparkle, you know better than to address me by my first name at school." he lectured her.

"Technically we're outside school, so that rule doesn't apply yet." Twilight countered.

"Twilight, we may be childhood friends, but you can't forget I am the professor and I have to set an example to my students. Which means you are to address me as Professor Lupin."

"I respect that, but can't we just have that inside the school, and not outside the building?" she pleaded with him.

Spike noticed Twilight giving him puppy dog eyes, couldn't help but smile and answer, "All right, Twi. You win. But don't let the other students know about this, ok?"

"It'll be our little secret." Twilight answered.

"Good. Now run along and get to class. I won't have one of my students be late." Spike sent her off.

"Right..." Twilight walked away before turning back at him and smirked, "You do enough of that, already." she ran off laughing, leaving Spike scowling.

"Oh, that Twilight." he sighed, before going inside the school himself.

As Spike walked through the hall passing by students on their way to class, he ran into Rarity. The girl was wearing another one of her designer outfits which was a short white skirt decorated in sapphire diamonds, and a aqua blue sleeveless top with rubies surrounding the collar.

"Good morning, Professor. And what a glorious morning it is." Rarity greeted him.

"Indeed it is, Ms. Rivers," Spike answered, while noticing her state of attire. He especially took notice of the amount of cleavage trying to peak out through her top. He quickly shifted his eyes away from there and spoke, "Ms. Rivers, not to stifle your creativity, but can't you wear more casual attire? And less revealing ones?" he muttered the last part.

"I take no offense, sir. But really I'm just modeling my own designs. I am an aspiring fashion designer and I simply must express my creativity." she winked flirtatiously.

"I understand that, but please try and tone down the revealing stuff." he pleaded.

"Why, does it excite you?" Rarity teased.

"Ms. Rivers." Spike said firmly.

Rarity giggled, "I'm kidding, Professor. I'll tone down on the more revealing stuff."

"Good. Now off you go."

"I'll see you in class, sir." Rarity took her leave. As she walked back she smiled to herself knowing she did in fact excite Spike with her choice in wardrobe.

Spike arrived at his classroom, and was about to open the door, only to stop before noticing it was partly opened. Taking precautions and knowing what it had to be, opened the door without stepping in. He saw falling from the lintel to the floor was an eraser covered in chalk dust. He picked it up and looked at his students who all bore looks of innocence. His eyes fell on Pinkie, "Ms. Pie!"

Pinkie looked shock and insulted, "Hey, what proof do you have that I did that?"

"Because you love pranking me the most." Spike answered in a blunt tone.

"Well, maybe it wasn't me this time." she defended herself.

"Oh, really?" he asked dryly, before showing a label on top of the eraser reading 'Property of Pinkie Pie', "Then this isn't your labeling?"

Pinkie suddenly looked sheepish, "Whoops."

"I'll overlook it this time, but pull more stunts like this and you will get detention." Spike waved a finger at her.

"Not detention!" she cried, "I can't do detention!" she whispered to herself, "Unless it's you who'll be watching me."

Spike sighed at her usual antics before going to his desk, "Anyway, good morning, class."

"Good morning, Professor Lupin." the students greeted him.

"Today we will be continuing our lesson on the Trojan War. We left off at when the Greeks devised a plan to sneak into Troy undetected to win the war. What did they do... Jacquelyn?" he called on Applejack.

"Well, shoot, them Greeks decided the only way to get into Troy was by having the Trojans bring them right in. So they crafted this giant wooden horse and hid a number of men inside it. The Greeks tricked the Trojans by pretending to sail away making them think they won. They collected the horse as a trophy and brought it into their city. When nighttime rolled in, the Greeks hidden inside crept out and opened the gates for their fellow soldiers who returned from their fake disembarkin' and were unable to be detected in the dark. With the Greeks able to enter Troy, they defeated them Trojan varmints and won themselves the war!"

"Very good, Ms. Daniels. Deception is a key element in battle and war, and not just in fighting but in all forms of competition."

"Like in sports, when you make the opposing team think you're gonna pass the ball to someone else only to fake them out." Rainbow spoke up.

"That's one example. Thank you, Ms. Dash," Spike commended her, "I see you truly are paying attention when you're not slacking off during a majority of the class." the students chuckled, much to Rainbow's embarrassment, "All right, that's enough. Now we'll continue onto the events that happened following the Trojan War. Get out your books and open up to chapter 28." His students nodded, and pulled out their text books to read the chapter.

When the lunch bell sounded, Spike was walking to the teachers lounge, only to see a bunny rabbit hopping through the hall as if it was being chased. Spike quickly caught the bunny, "Gotcha, silly rabbit." he told the bunny that scowled at the nickname.

"Angel!" came a voice, as Fluttershy hurried down the hall before stopping before her professor and the bunny, "There you are. I told you never to leave my bag," she saw her teacher, "Oh, Professor Lupin. Good afternoon, sir."

Spike sighed, "Ms. Modesta, what did we say about bringing animals into school?"

"I know I'm not supposed to do it, but I can't help it," she pleaded, while taking Angel back, "Angel gets so lonely when I'm at school all day. Please don't report me to Principal Equestrius. Angel won't leave my bag again. I promise." she pleaded while looking ready to shed tears.

Spike looked at Fluttershy not wanting her to get emotional in the hallway, especially when students and teachers could be watching, answered her, "Just keep him under control and out of sight."

"Yes, sir. Thank you so much." she put Angel in her bag and hurried off to the cafeteria.

Spike rolled his eyes and said to himself, "Girls, my biggest Achilles heel." he walked on.

In the teacher's lounge, Spike took a seat at one of the tables before pulling out his bag lunch composed of a ham sandwich, chips, and a soda, "Is this seat taken?" asked Cadence as she stood behind Spike.

Spike answered, "Not at all, Ms. Cadenza." So Cadence sat next to Spike while holding a cup of coffee.

"So how was your night yesterday?" The Drama teacher inquired.

"Very good, actually. Shame you weren't there to see it." Spike whispered.

"Well, don't worry. We'll make some plans for the weekend." Cadence promised.

"Mr. Lupin." Celestia spoke, as she and Luna approached and took a seat at the table with him.

"Yes, Principal Equestrius?" he asked, as they got into character for the faculty.

"I heard you actually made it on time today." Celestia began.

"Yes, ma'am. I thought about what you said yesterday and I'm determined to make better effort." Spike answered.

"Good to know our pep talk has motivated you so much." Luna smiled.

"Yes, Ms. Equestrius. I really needed that yesterday." Spike acted it out, while noticing some of the faculty were listening to them.

When school let out, Spike was leaving the building until he heard Twilight call out to him, "Hey, Spike!" he winced, but remembered their promise and looked over seeing Twilight and her friends.

"Yes, girls?"

"We were about to head over to Sugarcube Corner. You wanna join us?" Pinkie offered.

"Yeah. Come on, it'll be like the good old days." Rainbow beckoned him.

Spike sighed before answering, "As tempting as that sounds, I have to take a pass on it."

"Oh, but why?" Fluttershy asked feeling hurt.

"Being a teacher isn't an easy job. Especially having you six for students." he teased, and the six looked away sheepish, "But I'll tell you what. Why don't we get together on the weekend some time? I don't have work then."

"You got a deal." Applejack said, as they all felt happier knowing he was going to make it up to them.

"Great. I'll see you then." Spike said, before mounting his bike and rode off.

"Man, we got such a great teacher, don't we?" Rainbow asked the girls.

"We sure do." Rarity nodded.

"The best." Twilight smiled.

At Spike's place, Spike was sitting down enjoying a massage to his shoulders by Celestia who was wearing a white and gold cheongsam, "Oh, that's the spot, Celly. Right there." he moaned.

"I aim to please, master." Celestia giggled.

Luna came in also wearing a black and blue cheongsam while holding a tray of tea for Spike, "Your tea, master."

"Thank you, Luna." Spike answered, before patting her head resulting in her purring like a kitten.

As Spike enjoyed the pampering, Cadence came in wearing a pink cheongsam,while holding a phone, "Master, Starswirl's on the phone and wants to speak to you."

"Starswirl? Must be important," Spike said, as he took the phone and spoke into it, "Hello? No I don't. What?! What channel? Ok, thanks." he hung up, leaving the Equestrius sisters confused.

"What is it, master?" Celestia asked.

"Starswirl says another family heirloom has been discovered." Spike explained, as he turned his TV on and went to the news.

On screen they saw a man wearing a blue business suit with a symbol of three money bags on the collar, and a red tie with a dollar sign on it. Luna looked and the man and spoke, "That's Filthy Rich."

"The multi-billionaire philanthropist." Cadence noted.

"Philanthropist? Yeah right," Spike scoffed, "He only does charity work for the fame and riches."

The reporter standing next to him held the mic up to him, "Mr. Filthy Rich, tell us about your latest purchase."

"Well, son. Lately I've been purchasing a lot of big antiques, but this time I went for something a little smaller. Preferably something fashionable." the billionaire explained.

"And just what is it you've purchased?"

"This little beauty." Filthy Rich held up an amulet with the charm being a green five pointed star inside a circle.

Spike looked at the amulet and gasped, "It can't be," he got up from his chair and grabbed a book from his shelf. He flipped through the pages before stopping at a page with the same amulet, "It is. The Amulet of Astaroth."

"Another of your family's belongings?" Cadence inquired.

"Yes. Acquired by my Great-Great-Great-Great-Great Uncle Timaeus many years ago until it was stolen by another. It's said to have actually belonged to the demon Astaroth himself."

They heard the interview continue, "Sir, aren't you worried of the possibility of your purchase or any other collectibles you have will be stolen by Dragon?"

Filthy Rich let out a haughty laugh, "Please. I have some of the best security money can buy. I'd like to see that criminal try and steal from me." he gave a smug smirk, which felt like he was watching the thief hoping he'd see it.

Spike scowled, "So it looks like he's issuing a challenge. This will be good."

"But master, how're we going to get into his mansion?" Cadence inquired.

"Indeed," Luna agreed, "Security is tight,even if I were to disable all systems."

"We just need a cover..." Spike thought of an idea, "Or a Trojan Horse."

"But that alone won't be enough," Cadence reminded him, "We'd need a bigger diversion."

"Not to worry," Celestia spoke up, "My sources have told me that Filthy Rich is hosting his weekly gala this Friday. Cadence and I can slip in as guests and keep Filthy Rich preoccupied while master sneaks in to get the amulet."

"Brilliant, Celly," Spike hugged her, "This will be a perfect heist to follow up after the museum performance."

"Then we better get to work," Luna said, "I'll start running a scan on Filthy Rich's mansion and its security systems."

"Then Cadence and I can pick out what outfits to wear for the gala." Celestia added.

"You, girls do that. Because we're gonna turn Rich's gala into the next crime scene." Spike smirked as he picked up his dragon mask to look at it.