After taking a diplomatic visit to Whinnyapolis, Spike couldn’t remember too much about what happened after getting out of the train and the only thing he knew was that he was in a bed with a strange mare near him, her foreleg wrapped around him.

“Oh Celestia what must have happened last night?” Spike thought after doing his best to not scream and wake the mare up. “It was just a diplomatic visit to ask the mayor of the city to allow the students to take a excursion trip there. What in Tartarus just happened?”

Spike was having a panic attack, and it became worse when the mare who was in the same bed opened her eyes.

Spike panic was such that he couldn’t even move, and while the mare was looking at him, she thought she was dreaming, and fell back asleep. Wrapping her foreleg around his belly again, she pulled him into a cuddle.

Spike was relieved, but still trying to process what happened yesterday. His memory of the past day was blank.

Come on Spike, you need to remember what happened now, BRAIN I DEMAND ANSWERS! Spike thought so hard, and then he began to punch his head hard enough to create some glimpses of what happened.

Spike found himself in a coffee shop in the city, with the permission notes allowing his friends and their students to go to the city. He had made himself responsible for the whole class, after the sheer absurdity of a short period where Rainbow Dash and Applejack were simultaneously in charge.

He had his tickets but was forced to stay overnight because of the snow. He kept drinking chocolate milk, wondering about his housing situation for that evening.

Then he felt a hoof touching his scales, and when he looked up he found a light amberish gray mare with a light golden mane and a heavy coat and hat looking strangely at him.

“Can I help you?” Spike asked nervously.

“I remember you! You’re that dragon who messed up Canterlot! Spike, right?” Spike had never cringed harder at a mare’s words in his life.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, by the way. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did. I should have been better.” Spike decided to let out an apology and move on quickly from the memory of that day.

“Well, you don’t have to excuse yourself, sometimes it happens! Everypony messes up once in a while. What are you doing here?” The mare asked, taking a sip from her own coffee mug.

“Well, I’m here to ask for permission from the mayor to let the students of Princess Twilight Sparkle take an excursion trip in the city. I planned to go back tonight, but it seems the train tracks iced over, so I’m stuck here until tomorrow.”

“Ohhhh, that happens often, so you don’t have a place to sleep? Well, I can offer my loft, but you will have to sleep in the same bed as me, and I have to warn you. I’m a fantastic cuddler.” She smiled at him.

Spike remained uncertain. “Do I have any say on this?”

“Nope. You will come with me before the snow gets worse!” She grabbed his tail with her mouth while Spike tried to hold himself at the table.

“Ouch! Stop doing that, I don’t even know your name…” Spike tried to find an excuse but it seemed the only thing he could do was accept.

“Ope, sorry I have to introduce myself again. March Gustysnows.” Spike’s memories halted soon afterward.

It must have been a truly inoffensive night of sleep. He hoped so, anyway...

So after letting out a huge yawn, Spike decided to take a look at the clock. It was 4 a.m. Tired, he tried to calm down and just focused on the feeling of the mare’s foreleg on his tummy. Spike just shrugged and used his claws to play with her mane, something Zecora taught him. Her cousins called that Cafuné, a strange name. The mare in bed with him began making happy noises; she must have liked it.

Tired and with a blank memory, his worries faded into the background. He tightened his claws into her mane and cuddled the mare with his other claw. Spike knew he had to come up with a creative idea to give Twilight as an excuse for what happened Whinneapolis. But, for the time being, he concentrated on the cuddling. Sometimes that’s all you need to escape from your daily stress.

Good night.