The Infinity Of Spike
Chapter 3: Glitch 1: Unclipped
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It was a day like any other.
Oh, I should probably tell you who I am. I'm Spike. I'm not really sure where I came from or who I belong to, if anyone. I've just kinda been living in Ponyville ever since I was hatched from an egg. Don't know who hatched me, other dragon or no, I got no real guardian. Anyway, I've had an...ok life, I guess. It could definitely be worse. One thing I know is that not all people accept me. Especially the Princess, for some reason. I don't know why she doesn't like me so much. Did I do something when I was younger? I don't know.
So anyway, what happened today that I started this all with that?
I saw that everything isn't real.
Ain't that something?
Let me explain.
I was going from the library, owned by the bookish Twilight, she's always seemed to be kinda weird near me, to the boutique to try and get a chance with rarity, one of the most beautiful creatures ever, again. I know how ridiculous it might seem, and 16 year old hitting on a 20, but who knows. Old sitcoms did it all the time. Anyway, on the way there, I saw something odd. It looked like a bunch of flowers, but like...what's the word. A Mirage of sorts. Like it wasn't real.
I shrugged it off, thinking I was just tired or something. A pretty fair excuse. Afterwards though, when I went back, I noticed it was still there. Again, I would've shrugged it off, it not for the fact that nothing else around it was like a mirage. Only the flowers. I then stepped closer. And then, I fell through them. Yes, I fell through Flowers.
When I came too, I was in what looked like the brain of Twilight. Just numbers.
I then started panicking, as ya do. Come on, tell me with a straight face that you wouldn't start screaming whenever you fell through flowers into a portal.
Well, that's what I did, for a while. Until now actually. Heyo, It's me, Spike. Yeah, we're at this point of the story now. Let's just hit the resume button her- and I'm still yelling. Hold on, lemme fast forward...come on...yada yada...What is real...Ah, here we go. The good stuff. Have fun!
"What is going on!?" Spike asked himself. All around him were green lines, going in certain orders, and numbers and letters. It looked like a video game or something. Spike continued questioning himself until he realized where he came from. The Flowers.
"How did flowers lead to this green hell!?" Spike asked himself again. He looked up, and suddenly, he saw all the flowers, nay, all of ponyville. He could see everyone. Pinkie was hopping around, Rainbow was Talking to someone while soaring, not sure how that's possible, Rarity his beloved was lecturing some filly about something, and that's all he could see here, but he could also see a glance of AJ. He started to move towards it, then realized all the numbers and letters were moving with him. It was almost like an aura.
"What the...Stop following me!" Spike screamed as he started to run. This was of no use, of course. The Binary wasn't sentient. It was just there. Following him. He then stopped and started to run the other way. No use. Just the same thing. Same amount of binary, same amount of movement, same amount of frustration. Now he was really panicked. What are these green symbols and what do they want? If anything?
"Stop chasing me symbols!" Spike yelled. No response. Spike yelled louder. Nothing. He then punched the symbols...and something interesting happened. This appeared in front of him.
"What the...Unicorn? Cut, copy, Paste? What is this?" Spike said as he tapped the Copy Option. Suddenly, the menu disappeared, and spike realized something was now written on his hand.
"'Unicorn,' Huh. It's an actual copier. Funny," He chuckled. Spike then hit another part of the binary, and this popped up.
"Upstream? Responses, what the heck does any of this mean?" Spike started clicking all over the place, in order to find someway to get out.
As he kept tapping, a file popped up behind him. He didn't notice until he hit his head against it.
"Ah? What?" Spike said, grabbing the file in his hands. He looked at the nametag on it. It was named, 'Dale.'
"Dale? That weirdo in the cabin outside of town?" Spike said, opening the folder. A lot of letters and numbers popped up that he couldn't understand. Defeated, he closed the folder and threw it like a Frisbee back into the fray, before returning to clicking like he was in the stanley parable.
Suddenly, A massive stream appeared under spike, shoving him upwards into the air. He started falling, curling up, before realizing he was floating.
"What? Whoa, Whoa, this is...kinda cool. Whoa Whoa WHOA!" Spike yelled as he flew into the massive strip of binary. Suddenly, he was shoved out of the binary and back into the real world. Spike started panicking again, as he started looking at his surroundings. He calmed down quickly, as he realized he was back in recognizable territory. He looked behind him to see the flowers. He jumped into them again, then realized they were now real.
"Hey! Get out of my flowers!" Spike heard somepony yell at him. He then jumped up and ran off.
"Sorry! Total accident!" Spike lied as he ran off towards the boutique, confused as to what actually happened. He heard the pony behind him still yelling, albeit, a bit less negative than before.
Rarity had been working on a piece she was sure was gonna put the show of Canterlot to shame...as she had thought with like, 16 other outfits. Girl's adamant, gotta admit.
Either-way, Rarity was currently sowing part of her show-stopping dress when a knock occurred at the door.
"Come in!" Rarity shouted from her table. She heard the door open, and expected one of her friends greet her, or just a familiar hello. However, she received nothing. A bit appalled at this, she looked behind her and saw a familiar purple and green dragon. "Oh spike! Good to see you!"
"Uh, hi Rarity. How, uh, How are you doing?" He asked, a bit timid.
"I'm doing fine darling. What have you come here for though?" Rarity asked her draconic friend.
"Uh, I just wanted to talk to you about something," Spike said, making rarity's eyes glimmer.
"HAVE YOU FINALLY GOTTEN A GIRLFRIEND!?" Rarity hopped from her stool and towards spike, who jumped back from the suddenly bouncing mare.
"Whoa! uh, no, but I do have an interesting story to tell you," Spike concluded. Rarity seemed a bit disappointed.
"Oh, well, come over to the table. Let's talk," Rarity said, motioning Spike to join her at the table. "So, what's wrong darling?"
"Well...I found something, and I'm not sure what it exactly is," Spike said, intriguing Rarity.
"What is it? Did you bring it here?" Rarity asked, getting a head shake from Spike.
"No. I can't really bring it here," Spike explained.
"Why not?" Rarity asked. "Is it like, to heavy for you to carry?"
"No, well, probably, but it's just because it's something I can't even carry," Spike continued.
"Ok...go on," Rarity motioned him to continue with his story.
"Ok, so, I was heading over here when I saw something weird with a patch of flowers. It looked like the flowers were a mirage, and it wasn't like this effect disappeared when I got closer, it was like a permanent effect on these flowers," Spike started, rarity now listening closer.
"So, naturally, my curiosity took over and I walked over to investigate. I reached out to touch the flowers, but I couldn't feel them. I felt myself actually moving through them, and seeing my hand phase through them, but no motion came from the flowers. Then, my childish brain decided there was only one thing to do. Jump into it," Spike continued, Rarity snickering at the last comment.
"As I jumped into it, I again felt the phasing feeling, and then I saw a bunch of green and red 1s and 0s. Like, imagine you entered a dark room, and then all of a sudden there's a bunch of numbers around you. That's what it felt like," Spike motioning, miming a rectangular room, Rarity now being fascinated.
"Naturally, I started panicking, but when I calmed down I tried getting out of this weird room. I jumped, but it was almost like the entire room moved with me. I ran, but it still just seemed to move with me. Then, I punched the numbers, and then a weird box appeared. It had like, copy, unicorn, paste, something else, I don't remember it all. I hit the copy section of the box, the box disappeared, and this appeared on my hand," Spike said, holding out his hand, which still had the almost flat photocopied word UNICORN stamped onto it. Rarity was now suspicious.
"I then just started punching a bunch of other numbers, other boxes appeared, and then all of a sudden, a line of the numbers lifted me up and shot me out of the room. I woke up back on the street, and the flowers were now normal. No mirage, no...what's the word...Spectrality? I don't know, I could feel them now. I ran over here afterwards," Spike concluded. Rarity was thinking after this, and then sat up, a stern look on her face.
"Come with me spike," Rarity spoke, a heavy tone in her voice. Spike felt ushered to do as she said.
They walked across town to a house. The house looked fancy, almost like a canterlot house. Rarity knocked on the door, and a stallion in a black suit answered.
"Ahh, welcome Lady Rarity. Shall I fetch Blue Stream and Sweetie Drops?" He said, with a high voice that did not match his stature.
"Yes please. Thank you," Rarity responded, and the stallion bowed as he walked inside.
"Uh, Rarity? Not to be rude, but what are we doing here?" Spike asked.
"Well, I think I might know someone who could help you," Rarity said, looking back at him, smiling. Suddenly, they both hear noises of clashing and yelling inside the house, both feminine voices. "...Or, at least someone who knows what that was."
The door swung open to show a light blue unicorn and a yellow earth pony with purple and pink mane. The unicorn had a bucket with their horn poking through, with tinfoil covering parts of her body. The earth pony had her hand over the unicorn, seemingly restraining her.
"Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi Rarity! What's up! The sky is! You knew that though, didn't you?" The blue unicorn said, reaching towards rarity, who was leaning backwards.
"Sorry again Ms. Rarity. You know how Lyra gets when...ever," The earth pony said, continuing to hold onto the unicorn, who was shaking violently, and trying to wriggle out of her grip.
"No problem Bon Bon. I just wanted to ask you 2 about...well, actually, I believe this young dragon here has something to ask you 2 about," Rarity ushered Spike in front of her, spike initially resisting.
"Wha-What? N-No, I-I...uhm...Hi?"
"So your telling me you fell through some pot of flowers, found a room full of green numbers that you couldn't escape until you started touching them?" Lyra asked as spike concluded his story.
"ehm...yes," Spike finished. Lyra started smiling uncomfortably.
"Yes...Yes! I knew it! I freakin knew it Bon Bon! Chalk one up for me on the conspiracy board!" Lyra started gloating towards the earth pony next to her.
"What? What do you mean knew? What does she mean?" Spike asked.
"Basically, Lyra once had the brilliant theory that we all lived inside a simulation, and that some areas aren't...uh...welded together properly, and that you can go through those areas to interact with the actual part of the simulation. Of course, I never believed her, and I still don't now. There's plenty of logical explanations for this...Lyra..." Bon Bon answered.
"Oh yeah Genius? Explain!" Lyra asked.
"Uh, Pocket Dimension, Hologram, Just Plain secret rooms. I've seen, like, 7 Secret rooms in my time, 2 of which had the most bizzare entrances," Bon Bon started. There was a small silence.
"Well, what was it?" Rarity asked.
"...Must we reveal everything?" Bon Bon smirked. Spike was wrapping his head around this theory.
"So...Hold on...Your basically saying we're inside a big freakin computer, and we're all just living like we don't know, except for you apparently?" Spike asked.
"Uh ye-a-no-a-uh...ny-ne-ye-nye-nyes," Lyra stumbled for a few minutes.
"...well fuck,"
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