Two days have passed and Spike was finally released from the hospital. Upon leaving, he looked over at Amethyst and her father getting into their carriage and leaving for home. Spike just turned his head away from them; not wanting to give the dragoness a second thought. The further away he could get away from her, the better. Thanks to his dragon healing factor, most of his injuries have been completely healed, but that didn't stop Celestia from strapping the poor dragon to a wheelchair. She refused to take any chances that he could reinjure himself. Not wanting to get into another losing argument with her, Spike just let her do what she wanted.

Spike laid in his room playing his game when Twilight walked in. Smiling softly, the Princess of Friendship made her way towards his bed and got in with him. Spike immediately started blushing as he remembered how Twilight gave him his first kiss two nights ago. “Is that a new game?” she asked.

“Y-yeah.” Spike answered. “It’s called Vehicle Carnage.”

“Weird name for a game.” Twilight stated. “What’s it about?”

“According to the game, some crazed lunatic took over the world and created a vehicular combat tournament in which the winner gets any wish they want.” Spike explained.

“Why are you driving through the city?”

“Like I said, a crazed lunatic.”

*BOOM*

“Spike!” Twilight gasped. “You just blew up a restaurant!”

“The enemy was in there.”

“You just killed an entire group of ponies!”

“Collateral damage.” Spike said as if it were no big deal. Twilight looked on as she saw the violence and destruction Spike was causing trying to blow up his enemies. Buildings were on fire, ponies were dying left and right, and explosions every 5 to 10 seconds. Spike was now in a high speed chase going after his last opponent. Firing weapons and ramming into it, Spike now had it cornered next to a library. Twilight’s eyes shrank as she saw Spike taking aim. He was about to fire when she grabbed the controller away from him.

“Twilight what are you doing?!” he asked.

“I’m not gonna let you blow up a library!”

“You do realized that it’s a game right?”

“I don’t care!” she stated.

*BOOM*

Spike turned his head back to the TV and saw that his car was blown up. “Twi, you made me lose!”

“Well you shouldn’t be playing this game anyway.” she said. “Any game that allows you to blow a library can’t be good. Now let’s go.” Twilight grabbed a crutch and gave to Spike.

“Go where?”

“To Rarity.” Twilight answered. “She put together a new swimsuit for me and I wanna check it out.”

“But why do I have to go with you?” Spike asked; slightly blushing as a vision of Twilight in a swimsuit entered his mind.

“Because I don’t want you blowing up anymore libraries, now lets go.”

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The trip to Rarity’s took while; Twilight not wanting to rush Spike seeing as how he was using one crutch to walk with. As the pair walked inside, they saw Rarity putting the finishing touches on a new swimsuit that was probably going to be hers. “Oh welcome darlings!” Rarity said all excited. “Twilight I have your swimsuit right here and ready to go.”

“Thanks Rarity.” Twilight said as she received a bag with her swimsuit tucked inside. Twilight quickly noticed another swimsuit next to Rarity’s. “Who’s that for?”

“Oh, that’s Pinkie’s.” Rarity explained. “If she ever comes to get it.”

“She’s still not talking to you?”

Rarity lowered her head. “No darling, i’m afraid not.”

“So what happened between you two?” Spike asked.

“Oh nothing Spike, just a small disagreement. That’s all.” No way in Tartarus were they gonna tell Spike that the reason Pinkie wasn’t speaking to Rarity was be cause Rarity broke her party cannon over Amethyst’s back. The girls decided that it was best that Spike didn’t know what happened that night at the gala.

“So Twilight, you gonna try it on?” Rarity suggested; catching Spike’s attention.

“No.” Twilight answered. “I’m gonna wait until we get to Baltimare.”

Two days ago, Prince Blueblood invited Spike and the girls to the grand opening of his luxury hotel, Attilan. This prince had been building it for months despite the fact that it’s located in a city he’s hated for a while. “So when do we leave?” asked Spike.

“Tomorrow.” Twilight answered. “We’re going by train so we should be getting there by the next morning.”

“Well, I already have my things pack.” Rarity squealed. “Ooh, I can’t wait.”

“Oh that reminds me, we still need to pack our things Spike.” Twilight said.

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “Mine’s already packed so no worries here.”

Twilight grabbed Spike’s arm and started to head for the door. “Thanks for the swimsuit Rarity. See you tomorrow.”

“Of course darling.” Rarity said as her friends left her boutique.

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On the way back home, Spike’s stomach started grumbling. Looking over at Twilight, he suggested that they head over towards Sugar Cube Corner for lunch. Twilight made a face that said it wasn’t a good idea; seeing as how Pinkie was still fuming mad at Rarity for breaking her party cannon. Looking back at Spike, she could tell that he was getting hungry and to an extent, so was she. Twilight agreed to head over, but it wasn’t going to be long. The last thing she wanted was to further upset Pinkie.

The trip to Sugar Cube Corner didn’t take long as Twilight and Spike approached the building. Walking inside, they saw rows and rows of freshly baked cookies, muffins, pretzels, pies, and cakes.

“Whoa, what’s going on here?” asked Spike.

“I-it’s P-Pinkie.” came a voice. Looking over, they saw Dizzy Dazzle on the floor struggling to crawl. His body was bruised and parts of his clothes were torn. “S-she b-been like this s-since the gala.”

“You don’t look so good.” said Spike.

“Y-ya think?” he said. “Do you know what it’s like have sex with Pinkie when she’s pissed off? I’ll tell you, NOT PLESENT! IT’S WORSE THAN BLACK WEEK! I think she cracked my pelvis. I might need a doctor.”

“DIZZY!” yelled a voice from the kitchen.

“Oh no, it’s her.” he said with pure fear. “Please you gotta help me. I don’t think I can survive a ninth round.”

“Twilight, maybe you should take min to the doctor.” Spike suggested.

“What you gonna do?” she asked.

“I’ll see if I can try and calm down Pinkie.” he answered. Twilight was unsure if leaving Spike with an angry Pinkie Pie was a good idea, but seeing as how Dizzy was practically at death’s door, she decided to go along with his plan. Using her magic, she carefully levitated Dizzy into the air; being carful as to not cause him anymore pain.

“Okay Spike, i’ll be back soon.” Twilight said.

“S-Spike, whatever you did to calm her down last time, please do it again.” Dizzy begged. “Do whatever it takes, I don’t care if you bang her six ways from hay day, just please......CALM HER DOWN!”

Dizzy started groaning in pain as Twilight left with him. That last comment caused Spike to blush a bit. “Did he just give me permission to have sex with Pinkie?” he thought. “Nah, he probably didn’t mean it.”

“I MEAN IT!” came a yell from outside.

Spike pretended he didn’t hear it as he walked into the kitchen. There he saw Pinkie wearing a pair of yellow short shorts that showed off her amazingly large, perfectly round booty with her name written on the back and a tight black tank top that had her F cup breasts almost spilling out. Spike slowly walked up to Pinkie who had her back towards him; his eyes clearly staring at her butt. Spike mentally slapped himself out his trance just as Pinkie noticed that somepony was behind her. “WHERE THE TARTARUS HAVE YOU B......” she stopped mid sentence as she turned around and saw Spike. “SPIKE!”

Pinkie wanted to give Spike one of her bone crushing hug but decided against it; wanting to play it safe just in case he wasn’t fully recovered yet, so she settled for a normal hug instead. “What brings you here?” she asked.

“Well, I was kinda hoping to get something to snack on.” he answered.

“Coming right up.” she said. Pinkie turned around revealing that plump butt of her to Spike. The dragon’s eyes locked on to her as she went to work preparing a snack for him. “So Spike, what would you like........*gasp*” As Pinkie turned around, she saw Spike with glowing eyes and a perverted look on his face.

“Spike!” she said in shock.

Spike slowly rose up his left hand, turned it into a fist and punched himself in the face; knocking himself out of his trance. “Spike?” Pinkie said concerned.

“I-it’s okay Pinkie.” Spike reassured. “I just lost control for a bit.”

“Maybe I should go change into something less revealing.” Pinkie suggested.

“No no, you do have to do all that Pinkie. I can control it.” Spike said. “It just....caught me off guard, that’s all.”

“A-are you sure?”

“Yeah, see?”

Pinkie looked into Spike’s eyes and saw that they were indeed back to normal, but for how long? It’s been a couple of weeks now since Spike entered his rut cycle and it’s clearly starting to take it’s tole on him. The question is.......how long? How long until Spike finally loses it and gives into his dark desires and attacks; like he did that night at their slumber party? No! Spike wouldn’t do that. He could NEVER do that. He’ll do whatever it takes to avoid something like that. Even if it meant physically abusing himself like he just did. Pinkie walked up to the dragon and pulled him into an embrace. She knew there was one way to help him, but that was out of the question. Spike was only 17 years old. Even if his birthday was only two days way it was still........ “Wait.” Pinkie thought. “Two days away? SPIKE’S BIRTHDAY IS ONLY TWO DAYS AWAY AND I HAVEN’T GOTTEN HIM ANYTHING!?”

Pinkie began to panic within her own mind not realizing that she was crushing Spike. “P-P-PINKIE!” he yelled; catching her attention.

Pinkie snapped back to reality and released Spike from her hold. “Oops, sorry Spike.” she said. “Say, where’s Dizzy? I’m pretty sure I called him a few moments ago.”

“Oh, Twilight took him to the doctor.” Spike explained.

Pinkie gasped. “What happened?”

“He said he had a cracked pelvis.” Spike said. “From you.”

Pinkie growled. “I didn’t even ride him that hard. He’s so weak.”

“He said you were pissed off.” Spike said. “It wouldn’t have anything to do with Rarity would it?”

Pinkie growled louder. “I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“Come on Pinkie maybe I can help.”

“NO YOU CAN’T, NOW PLEASE JUST DROP IT!” she snapped. Instantly realizing that she just took her anger out on Spike, Pinkie quickly turned to her friend with tears about to form. “Oh Spike, i’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I know you’re just trying to help but i really don’t wanna talk about Rarity right now.”

Wow. That was all Spike could think of. Whatever disagreement Pinkie and Rarity had must have been really serious. He’d hadn’t seen her this upset since Dizzy tried to use her to make him feel bad. Pinkie, on the other hand, didn’t want to reveal to Spike why she was upset at Rarity because that would mean explaining to him that she and the girls confronted Amethyst at the gala after she broke his heart for the second and last time. Spike looked at Pinkie and decided that he didn’t want to see this side of her. This was not Pinkie. Pinkie was always happy, laughing, bouncing all over the place and only sometimes annoying. He wanted that Pinkie back.

“Pinkie?” he said catching her attention. “What are you gonna do with all these pastries?”

Pinkie looked around and saw all that she had baked in her rage. “Oh.” she said; feeling a bit embarrassed. “Guess I got carried away, huh?”

“I’ll say.” Spike said. “There’s more than enough here to feed all of Ponyville.”

Pinkie gasped. “That’s it Spike! We’ll have a bake sale!”

“Wait what?”

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“Thanks for helping me Twilight.” groaned Dizzy.

“Don’t mention it.” she said as she levitated him. “You’re just lucky it wasn’t broken.” As the two began approaching Sugar Cube Corner, they quickly noticed a horde of ponies gathered around the building. “What’s going on?” asked Twilight.

As they approached closer, they saw some ponies leaving with bags, some with boxes, of pastries. There was sign on the side of the door that read:

50% Off All Pastries

“Twilight, Dizzy, you’re back!” called a voice. Both Twilight and Dizzy turned to see Spike waving them over.

“Spike, what’s going on?” Twilight asked.

“Pinkie decided to sell all the pastries she baked at half price.” Spike explained. “Didn’t expect all these ponies to show as fast as they did.”

“SPIKE I NEED YOUR HELP!” screamed Pinkie.

“Mind lending a hand?” he asked.

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The sun had set and Twilight and Spike soon made it home. Pinkie’s bake sale took a lot out of them. Spike had managed to make to his room and flop on the bed. To say he was exhausted was an understatement. Burying his face in his pillow, he groaned. “Just let me sleep.” he mumbled before closing his eyes.

Over in Twilight’s room, the princess was gathering up her clothes for the trip. Packing everything up in according to size, shape, colors, you name it. As she pulled out her swimsuit she got from Rarity, Starlight walked in. “Hey, is that your swimsuit?” she asked.

“Sure is.” Twilight answered. “Got it from Rarity earlier today.”

“How is Rarity? She and Pinkie talking?”

“No. Pinkie’s still pretty mad at her. So much so that she filled Sugar Cube Corner with pastries she’d baked.”

The two mares shared a quick laugh. “So, you done packing?” asked Twilight.

“Yeah, just finished.” Starlight answered. “I’ve never been to Baltimare before.”

“Me either, but I hear it’s just as beautiful as Vanhoover.” said Twilight.

“You need any help packing?”

“Not really, i’m just gonna get a few more things together then head to bed.”

“I think I’ll turn in too. We’ve got a big day tommorow. Night Twi.”

“Good night Starlight.” After Starlight left the room, Twilight grabbed a few more of her clothes and packed them. With that done, she was finally finished. She changed out of her clothes and into a light purple night gown, but instead of getting in bed she left her room and walked down the hall toward Spike’s. Walking in, she saw the dragon face down snoring. Twilight giggled as she closed the door and walked over to Spike’s bed. She climbed, pulled the covers over both of them then snuggled next to the sleeping dragon; giving him a small peck on the cheek as she did so.

“Goodnight Spike.” she whispered.