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Twilight's Treatment - Chapter 4 - The Problem

Monday on a late spring afternoon and the sun was getting ready for summer. All over the country side people could feel the temperature rising as the seasons were in transition from one to the next. Even though he generally preferred the heat over the cold Spike could agree that summer was coming a little too fast. The spring afternoons had been the perfect weather for any activity and it was a shame to see them give way to the heat.

That didn't stop him from carrying out his duties however. Spike was heading back to the familiar landscape of the Sweet Apple Acres farm as he knew the Apple family was going to be cooking up and selling their batch of apple jam soon. Not the Zap Apple jam that sent so many folks into a fit trying to get their hands on it, but just the regular stuff. It still tasted quite good though and Applejack was kind enough to let her friends get first dibs on buying some jars before the rest of the crowd.

Walking up to the farm Spike saw that no one was outside and supposed they couldn't be tending to the fields all the time. It was disappointing to not see Applejack outside in her usual field hand outfit though. Considering no one was here he proceeded to the door and knocked a few times. "Hello? Anyone home?"

"C'mon in Spike!" The accented voice of the blond woman called out through the house and Spike followed direction entering into their home. "We're in the kitchen!" Made sense, they were probably still cooking up batches of the jam today if Spike was going to be allowed first pick.

"Hey AJ, how's things gooooing!?" Spike stopped and blinked a few times at the sight. Usually Applejack in her field hand clothes of shorts and a tied, button up work shirt was a sight many boys in the town cherished to get a glimpse of. Spike was getting a special treat however as Applejack was sitting in the kitchen wearing her shorts and what looked like an orange bikini top. She was fanning herself with her hat and Spike noted that it was unusually warm in the kitchen.

"Hey there Spike, sorry 'bout the heat. Granny's trying tah get the fire goin' hot enough fer her special jam but she ain't havin' much luck at it." At the end of the kitchen stood the two other female members of the Apple family tending to a cooking pot in the fire place.

"Oh, hey Spike! Glad tah see ya!" Applebloom waved from over by the fire and Spike waved back at her with a blush.

"Now don't ya leave that fire unattended youngin! Ya wanted tah help, remember." The eldest member of the family scolded the red headed girl who groaned at being pulled away from her greeting.

"Yes Granny!" Applebloom returned to her task of fanning the flames to try and get them to rise higher after being encouraged by Granny Smith. Applebloom was also dressed for the job at hand, wearing shorts that were a lot like her sister's in their size and grip around her hips, as well as a tank top she'd tied in the middle. Granny was thankfully in her same green dress she normally wore but Spike didn't know how she endured it. The house was hot enough to justify their skimpy outfits.

"There a problem with the fire?" Spike asked walking into the kitchen a little nervously. Really he shouldn't have been so embarrassed. It wasn't like he didn't know these people and their outfits were no different than what someone would wear to the lake for a swim. But his cheeks were feeling excessively hot today seeing the lovely Apple sisters before him. Really hot actually, maybe it was the kitchen?

"Darn tootin! Can't git them there flames up hot enough tah cook the jam proper! If it ain't at the right temperature then the batch ain't worth the Apple family name."

"So we gotta wait a bit till Granny can get it just right, and endure everything that goes with it." The blond woman with the freckles confessed with a tired voice. She clearly wasn't enjoying the process but as with all products the Apple family made there was a sense of pride that went into their production. "Ya'll don't gotta wait round here with us if ya got things tah do, Spike."

"Oh I'm fine! I don't even feel the heat!" That was a lie but Spike wasn't sure why. He could really endure heat if he had to, better than most people. But he was feeling really hot, deep down in his body. His eyes kept wandering over to Applejack's cleavage and he was also keeping an eye out towards the kitchen door to be sure her big brother didn't catch him peeking at his sisters.

"If ya wanna hang around till ahm all done ya can feel free to." Applebloom offered with a cute smile and that heat in Spike's chest felt like it was rising even quicker.

"Ye-yeah... guess I'll just um... rest for a bit." Spike pulled out a chair and Applebloom smiled appreciatively seeing her friend spend time near by. Turning back to her task the girl bent over and started fanning the fire more, trying to get the heat up. Spike was working hard to try and not stare at Applebloom's applebooty in short shorts as she was working, or Applejack's chest as she fanned herself, and certainly looking out for Granny or Big Mac to be sure he didn't get caught doing either.

"Ah think it's getting bigger!" Applebloom said excitedly and Applejack stood up to get a look at the fire. She began to fan it with her hat to try and get the flames to rise. All the while Spike was just looking at the two girls and their shaking motions with each fanning they did of the fire and it was getting really really hot in here and...

FWOOSH!

"Jumpin' Jackrabbits!" Applejack exclaimed out loud as a stream of green fire shot between her and Applebloom right into the fire place. The sudden intense flame was enough to scare both girls into leaping away from the cooking pot and looking over at Spike, who had his hand over his mouth after his mysterious outburst. "The heck was that all about Spike!?"

"Perfect!" Granny suddenly exclaimed by the cooking pot as she stirred it with the wooden spoon. "Perfect, this here is the kinda fire ah needed tah get started on mah jam!" The old woman laughed happily as she started adding spices to the mix, stirring it carefully.

"You mean Spike's fire finally got the cookin' started? Does that mean we can finally get this done?" Applebloom asked excitedly and Granny nodded her head.

"Looks like we're gonna get this batch finished on time after all." Applebloom giggled happily at the sudden positive turn of events.

"Oh thank ya Spike, ya got no idea how long ah was messin' with that fire place. Ya really saved the day." Spike blushed at the praise from the cute red head and felt that same heat building inside himself. He did his best to hold it back.

"Um... wasn't any trouble. Glad I could help." He let out a cough feeling a clap on his back from Applejack and looked over to the blond woman.

"Heh, really are a stand up guy there Spike. Tell ya what, Twilight an you can have yer first two jars on the house."

"Um... thanks." Spike smiled at the offer as Applebloom finally turned her attention over to assist Granny in starting the cooking process.

"It'll be a while till we're all done though since we're so far behind, so ya can visit us tomorrow and ah'll have 'em set aside fer ya."

"Sure... well... I'm really glad I was able to help. Guess I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Ya sure will!" Applebloom smiled at him and Spike nodded, heading back out the door empty handed but with good news for Twilight at least. And he helped his friends which was always a good thing. But...

"What the heck was that?" Spike blinked thinking back to when he'd spit that fire out. Spike rarely spit fire by accident. Sometimes when he'd sneeze or hiccup he may shoot a little flame but generally he was under control. He'd never experienced something like back in that kitchen where he suddenly burst out a huge stream like that. "It was almost like I just... built up the pressure till I couldn't take anymore." Well, whatever it was he'd just ask Twilight later if he remembered. Now that he was free he should get back home and figure out what to do with the rest of his day.

Tuesday morning of the late spring season and it was just as warm today as it had been yesterday. To his fortune Spike found himself with relatively few chores to complete. He'd finished all the big ones yesterday just to have them done for the week and was picking up writing supplies for Twilight as she burned through parchment and quills like other people did fire wood. Later on after lunch they'd both head over to Applejack's to pick up the promised jam so there was time to kill. Passing through the familiar streets of the town to Quills and Sofas, a store he'll never understand how it got started, he was distracted by a voice he knew all too well. "Hey Spike, over here!" He glanced over to see the rainbow haired girl that the voice belonged to.

"Hey Rainbow Dash, what's up?" Rainbow was wearing her jogging outfit which was normal, this one being the stretchy spandex material that was light blue all over. Not surprising considering the heat and that she'd still be out exercising regardless of the weather. Looked really good on her too, Spike noted.

"Would you mind giving us a hand? We could use a guy like you at the moment." Rainbow motioned back to the set up behind her; a ramp to launch one's self from and a Scootaloo standing by her scooter waiting for Rainbow to return.

"Hey Spike." Scootaloo waved happily at him, wearing a tank top and loose shorts like she normally did. She had a huge grin on her face and Spike could only figure it was due to Rainbow Dash spending time with her. Scootaloo looked up to the woman so much she must have been in heaven right now.

"Yeah sure, I'll help. I got a little time." Spike walked over to the set up not really sure what they'd need him for. "So uh, what are you guys doing here exactly?"

"Isn't it cool!?" Scootaloo blurted out without actually explaining what was going to happen. "I mean... it's going to be so cool! Rainbow Dash said I should try doing more tricks with my scooter, so she's going to have me jump through a hoop off the ramp!" The girl was so thrilled at the idea that her eyes lit up like lights. Or maybe just that RD was giving her attention.

"Yeah, it was a pretty brilliant idea on my part." Rainbow took the compliments with her usual lack of humility, puffing out her chest at the praise. Spike didn't mind, that top she had on was pretty tight. Looked like it had gotten tighter from her sweating due to the heat. As a matter of fact Spike was starting to feel pretty hot too all of a sudden. "So we had everything set up to do it, but we ran into a little technical difficulty." Rainbow motioned over to the far side of the ramp, where her pet tortoise Tank was desperately trying to hold up a hoop with his mouth. To his credit the little guy was holding it up right, but he could only make it as high as directly above him. "Think you could take over for Tank for a little bit?" Spike had to smile at the determination of the little tortoise and nodded.

"I don't mind helping out, sure." He walked over to the pet and put his hand on the hoop. "Mind if I stand in for you for a little bit?" The tortoise let go of the hoop, stared at Spike, a moment passed... it nodded.... then got off the platform it had been standing on to make itself taller. Spike finally took Tank's place as he got the hoop in hand and stood on the indicated spot.

"Okay then, let's get ready Scootaloo." She nodded eagerly and the two girls took position at the far end of the ramp. Spike at first didn't know how she planned to clear his height but understood when he saw Rainbow running along side her and pushing her forward. Rainbow Dash was fast enough that he wasn't surprised she could keep pace with a scooter and even give it more momentum. When Scootaloo hit the ramp she took off into the air and went sailing right through the hoop.

"Whoa... that was really cool, Scootaloo!" Spike exclaimed as the girl came to a landing, taking off her helmet and smiling proudly. Rainbow Dash was watching but didn't seem to share the same feelings.

"Hmm... not bad but we can do better. Can definitely make it more awesome. Scootaloo, are you wearing that running suit I told you to get?"

"Uh... yeah. It's under my clothes." The girl answered hesitantly and Spike just stood on watching.

"Great, change into that instead and we'll try again. You'll get more speed if you have less stuff dragging you behind."

"Oh." She looked over at Spike then at Rainbow Dash as if she was unsure what to do. Not wanting to disappoint her idol she began to take off her tank top and cotton shorts into the outfit beneath. It wasn't bad in any way; very similar to the spandex shorts and no sleeve top that Dash was already wearing. Still it was very... tight. Spike couldn't help but notice that it was really like a tight second skin on the girl but thick enough that there wasn't anything revealing about it. It didn't stop that heat inside him from getting hotter. Much hotter actually.... uh oh.

"Great, we'll try it again. Spike, you ready for another?" The boy just nodded his head keeping his mouth shut. He felt like he was going to have another outburst like yesterday but didn't want to do it in front of the girls. "Great! Let's go again!" Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo took position after she got her helmet back on. While the two girls were getting ready to race in Spike's direction he was having an increasingly difficult time holding back this feeling. By the time the spandex clad girls were racing his direction he couldn't stop it and had another outburst of fire, this time straight up to avoid hurting anyone.

Scootaloo's expression went wide eyed as she went sailing through the air on her scooter, now leaping through a hoop on fire. Thankfully the hoop diverted the green flames around her instead of into her so she sailed past the dangerous fires through the hoop and came skidding to a halt. Once Spike's little outburst had passed he looked at the burned hoop and between the two girls who were staring in disbelief. "Spike..." Rainbow said seriously and he was ready for a reprimanding.

"Sorry! Sorry, I just..."

"That was awesome!" She suddenly shouted out earning a huge smile from Scootaloo. "Did you see that!? You went leaping through a ring of fire! That was the extra touch that trick needed! Oh man, I was kinda scared for a second 'cause we totally didn't plan that and it could have gone really really bad but it was so cool!"

"It was, wasn't it!?" Scootaloo joined in the excitement and Spike felt a wave of relief from not only letting that pressure out but also that he was off the hook.

"Okay, we have to try that again some time. That trick is too cool not to practice. Spike, do you mind helping us out in the future?"

"You can count on me." Spike saluted Rainbow Dash after her request and the colorful girl nodded.

"Great, I have to get going but I'm glad we got this all together. I'll see you kids later." Tank climbed on to a skate board that had been bought for the tortoise specifically and Rainbow Dash grabbed the rope that was attached to it. She waved back as she ran off dragging her pet behind her so he could join her on her runs. The two watched Rainbow Dash run off until she was out of sight; that was when Scootaloo let off her own building pressure.

"Oh my gosh! Spike did you see that, Rainbow Dash was so proud of me! I was so excited when she offered to help me do tricks on my scooter but when she actually liked them oh that was the best the very very best! Oh Spike thank you!" The girl threw her arms around Spike in an unexpected hug, making him cough out another small flame from his mouth when she did. After realizing what she'd done though Scootaloo let him go and blushed shyly. "Um... sorry... about that."

"No it's okay! I'm happy I could help you out." Spike tried to reassure the girl who was looking away from him shyly with a blush on her cheeks. An expression that was burning him up inside with how cute it was. "I guess I'm going to get back to picking up Twilight's supplies." Scootaloo nodded her head and went to get her loose clothing she'd left on the ground, wanting to cover herself up with the jogging outfit on. After getting dressed swiftly she waved to Spike shyly and rolled off on her scooter, leaving the boy a bit confused. "She... didn't even say good bye. Was she nervous?" He couldn't figure out why, after the trick she'd pulled off he'd thought she'd been bragging. Girls were confusing.

"Well, back to Quills and Sofas. Seriously who sells just those two things?"

Wednesday on a late afternoon and Spike was enjoying that it was a bit more cool than the previous days of the week had been. Tomorrow Zecora would be coming over to visit Twilight and Spike was stepping out to pick up some doughnuts for them all to enjoy when she visited. Spike had plans to possibly sneak a few for himself early when he got back to the Library as Pinkie's sprinkled doughnuts were always a treat to enjoy.

Walking into the bakery the bell rang to announce a customer at the familiar cry of "Just a moment!" rang through the store from the pink haired baker. Pinkie Pie practically hopped out from the kitchen to the front of the store with a bright smile on her face as always. "Hey Spike! How are you today? Feeling terrrrrific I hope!" She had one of those infectious smiles that just made everyone around her happy.

"Hey Pinkie, I was looking to pick up some of those doughnuts for Twilight."

"Yep, my super sugary sprinkled circles!" She declared the title of her special dessert with much pride and then leaned over the counter. "Oh! Oh oh oh oh! I got a surprise for yoooooooou!" Spike blinked wondering what a surprise from Pinkie Pie could possibly be. Anything from a special dessert to a party for no reason to a random song to a pie in the face.

"Uh... okay, sure. What is it?" Spike was looking around the building expecting just about anything to pop out at him but Pinkie just giggled in a more mischievous way than he'd expect. She motioned with her finger in a come hither motion and it was oddly appealing coming from Pinkie who was usually so bubbly and clueless.

"Follow me and you'll see a special treat that can't be beat!" She sang happily and disappeared into the kitchen, Spike following along still expecting to get blasted in the face with her party cannon or something like that. What he found in the kitchen was truly unexpected though.

"You're getting your own cookies!" Pinkie giggled mischievously again as she motioned across the kitchen. There in an apron watching the oven was Sweetie Bell, looking very determined at the oven as if her staring would cause it to perform at its best. "Sweetie Bell came in wanting to make a treat, but she said she can't bake very good, so she asked me for help, so I said 'sure I'd love to help, because I love helping'. So then I asked who's it for, and she didn't wanna say, so I said that's okay, but then I saw what she wanted to make and I was a like 'oh Pinkie you know who this is for, but you shouldn't say anything!', so I didn't until now, 'cause I saw you're here." Spike blinked a few times as he thought he understood all of that but wasn't really sure. "They're almost done so you can go say hi." Pinkie practically shoved him forward and sent Spike stumbling on his way towards a surprised Sweetie Bell. Pinkie going back to putting together a pie for later.

Sweetie looked up surprised but managed to force a smile. "Spike! Oh hi! I didn't really expect to see you so soon."

"Yeah, me either." Spike said looking back at Pinkie who was smiling proudly and putting her pie in the refrigerator for later. "So you're making something?"

"Yeah... just some cookies." She said a bit worried looking at the oven. "Usually everything I cook comes out burned. Or ashes. Or liquid. So I asked Pinkie for some help."

"And I was glad to help out! A friend in need is a friend indeed!" Her voice echoed from inside the fridge as she moved things around to set her pie inside it. They looked over at the excitable woman then back to each other, Spike trying to think of words of encouragement as Sweetie clearly looked worried.

"Well I'm sure with Pinkie's help they'll come out great. After all you've got a good teacher and you look like you're trying your best." Sweetie smiled brightly at the praise.

"I sure hope so." She batted her eye lashes in a very Rarity like manner. Sweetie was wearing her usual sun dress style outfit but with the apron on over it. It gave her a very house wife type of look that was actually pretty cute on her. "They're a present after all." Spike already figured out for who considering Pinkie was dropping hints left and right. Before he could respond though the curly haired girl was on top of them.

"They're sure to come out super good! Because you baked them with love and care for your friend, and that's the mostest important ingredient of them all!" Pinkie held them both in a hug of love and friendship and sleeper hold strength. She was squishing them against her chest and Spike noted with more amusement than arousal that she wasn't wearing a bra, again. Good for them as the extra padding while they were held in the super hug helped them both breath. Didn't mean he wasn't enjoying every moment of it. "Except for maybe the flour, the dough is an important part too. Oh and the sugar, you definitely need the sugar for cookies. Unless they're sugar free cookies."

"Pnfkff!" Sweetie Bell tried to protest clearly not enjoying the death hug of boob squishing as much as Spike was.

"And the pan and the oven are important too, but those aren't really ingredients. And then you need..." Ding! "Cookies are done!" She let them both go suddenly and went to putting on her gloves for the oven. Sweetie Bell was shaking her head trying to get the air back into her lungs and Spike was holding down that familiar warmth inside himself from all the love and attention. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad this time.

Pinkie pulled out the cookies and giggled to herself at the results. "They came out good Sweetie!" The girl ran over to see her results and then both girls were hopping and laughing happily at their combined creation. "I'd never made cookies like these before but they look good. Guess only one person can tell us."

"That's right." Sweetie Bell said walking up to Spike with an expression that seemed both devious and a bit alluring. "Spike, close your eyes okay?" She smirked at him and Spike looked around cautiously knowing that Pinkie was still in the room and anything could happen. Still he did as he was told and closed them. There was the sound of things being moved and scraped off a cookie sheet before someone finally came back to him. "Okay, now open your mouth." Even more suspicious but he still played along opening his mouth. After he did a small, warm and tasty disc was put inside. Spike chewed it for a while and noted the crunchy bits amongst the sugary cookie. That's when it hit him.

"Sapphires?" He opened his eyes still chewing on his current cookie and saw the plate of sapphire sugar cookies held in Sweetie Bell's hands.

"Surprise! Do you like them?" Sweetie Bell looked on eagerly and Spike wasted no time in sampling another one.

"Like 'em, they're delicious! How did you know I liked Sapphire Sugar Cookies?"

"Well they're the only gemstone cookies I could find in a cook book." Sweetie Bell admitted and Spike figured that made sense. Rubies just didn't cook the same way and diamonds didn't have the right flavor for sweets. "You really like them?"

"Heck yeah! These are great!" Spike ate up another one and Sweetie Bell watched on happily. Pinkie was off to the side watching the two interact and doing her best to be quiet while they talked.

"I'm happy you like them. You know..." She batted her eye lashes again in that way like her older sister, her voice suddenly taking on a more song like and enticing tone. "If you ever want anything like this again, or anything else, you can just ask me." Spike had done a pretty good job keeping himself under control with that weird fire thing he'd been doing lately after Pinkie's boob squishing hug, but he felt a sudden rush in his chest when Sweetie Bell talked that way to him. "I'd be happy to help you, Spike." She took a step forward with that smile, where did she learn to flirt like that!? He felt another out burst building in his throat. He needed an outlet now!

"UFO attack!" Spike suddenly screamed out loud pointing at the window, getting both Sweetie Bell and Pinkie Pie to turn their backs on him and run over to the window to see what he was talking about. As soon as the girls turned away Spike ran for the refrigerator and expelled a blast of fire into it as controlled as he could. It wasn't the best place for his outburst but he couldn't think of any where safer. Once he'd exhaled all his flame he slammed the fridge door shut.

"I don't see anything." Pinkie kept looking around out the window confused. "Are you sure it wasn't just a bird or a regular flying disc or something?"

"Oh uh... it must have been someone throwing a Frisbee. My bad." Spike covered for himself amazed he'd gotten away with that. "But um... thank you Sweetie Bell. I really like them." Sweetie ignored the strange shout from Spike a moment ago to soak up the praise he was giving her.

"You're welcome Spike. Please take them with you, okay? You're the only one that can eat them after all." That was true; not everyone had the teeth strong enough to chew on gemstones. Shame too, Spike thought they were delicious.

Sweetie put his present in a bag and Spike collected the doughnuts for their visitor's arrival tomorrow. Thanking the girls for their hard work in making the treats Spike saw himself out before he had any other fire breathing fits related to pretty girls. As he headed out though he heard Pinkie comment from the kitchen. "Hey, my pie's done! That's funny, I don't remember putting it in the oven."

Thursday and it was almost lunch time as Twilight set the table for herself, Spike and her friend Zecora to share a nice little lunch together. She wanted to be sure everything was perfect, not that she needed to impress Zecora but it was just important to her to have things set up in a way that seemed appropriate. Besides when her friend came to visit it was only polite to have things as well done as you could. She found herself mostly alone in this task as Spike was putting together the sandwiches in the kitchen. He was generally a better hand at the cooking than herself but she also wanted him elsewhere due to his very high strung nature lately. She couldn't figure it out but all week the boy had seemed tense and on edge. He wasn't short with her and never got any more of an attitude than his usual sarcastic remarks but he seemed slightly stressed. When Twilight questioned him on it he said he was fine but she still worried.

The knock came to the door and Twilight called to Spike that she would get it. Heading over she opened it to greet her tall, dark skinned friend. "Zecora, thank you for coming by."

"It is my pleasure to join you for lunch. I can't wait to see what we have to munch." The friends exchanged a quick hug as she let Zecora in, the woman wearing her usual loose robes over herself that were from her home land. Twilight was in a purple long sleeved shirt and long pants. Thankfully she'd cast a spell in the house to make it a bit cooler than the rest of the outdoors with how warm it had been lately.

"Spike is getting everything together for us now; you can feel free to have a seat. I've already got the tea prepared." Zecora did as offered and took a spot at the table, setting down a bag she'd brought with her. Twilight poured all three of them a glass and soon after Spike was walking out with plates in hand. "Just in time Spike."

"It's kind of slapped together from what I could find in the kitchen, but I hope you like it." Spike set the plates on the table and even if he did just arrange them now they still looked tasty.

"I have total faith in your skill; I cannot wait to eat my fill." Zecora spoke in her rhyming way and all three took their seats to have their lunch. The trio had a nice meal together, sharing conversation of what they'd been doing with themselves and Twilight and Zecora getting a chance to discuss the different things they'd learned about the magical items and potions they often worked with. Spike was usually quiet during these portions as he didn't have a lot to add or interest in them. Only practicing magic casually and that was with Twilight's direction when he did. Zecora seemed to take note of Spike's less than enthusiastic behavior and watched him carefully. "It's been some time since I've seen you; is there anything to share that is new?" She directed her question to the boy with the pointy ears and green spiky hair but he just shrugged to himself.

"Not that I can really think of; someone baked me some sapphire cookies which was really nice to get as a gift. But other than that there hasn't been anything too exciting."

"One of the girls here in town made them for him, Rarity's little sister Sweetie Bell." Twilight shared in a gossipy tone and Spike gave her a glare. Twilight just smiled and shrugged it off. "Oh there's no reason to be embarrassed Spike; you should be proud. I think it's sweet she baked you a treat."

"Getting treats from a young lady, is that a fact? Tell me did her present cause you in any special way to react?" She was watching Spike with a knowing smile and the boy just looked at her with the same stead fast poker face of no emotion.

"No, not really. I mean they tasted good, and I thanked her for them, and it was really nice. But nothing special happened." Zecora just continued to study the boy for a while and Twilight was wondering if something was going on that she didn't know about.

"Well then if that's what you say those must be the facts. Twilight would you mind if I did something to help me relax?" Zecora removed her top layer of her robes which Twilight did find a little unusual since the temperature in the library was set at a comfortable one due to her magic. After she was finished however Zecora got some stares from her hosts as the top she was wearing was... well very low cut. Actually it didn't leave a whole lot to the imagination.

"Z-Zecora! I um... listen I'm not so comfortable with this... type of outfit you're wearing." Twilight tried to share with her friend that having her breasts almost hanging out with just some cloth to cover them wasn't the most proper attire for visiting friends in the most polite way she could. Especially with Spike watching on wide eyed. "I can lower the temperature in the building if you'd like?"

"Oh, would you have preferred my cloak with the hood? Spike, don't you think this outfit looks good?" Zecora actually hefted her breasts a bit with her hands and let them drop with a bounce, causing Twilight's jaw to drop at the display she'd just witnessed. She nearly stood up to shout at Zecora for her improper behavior when Spike beat her to it, letting out a stream of fire straight into the air.

"S-Spike!? What the heck!?" Twilight was having a mini-panic attack with everything that was going on but Zecora just watched calmly.

"It was just as I thought; our friend Spike is spewing fire hot." Spike finally got himself under control and covered his mouth up, looking between the two women wide eyed like he'd done something wrong. Eventually his eyes rested on Twilight and Spike blurted out.

"Twilight I'm sorry I just... I don't know what's going on with me! I didn't want you to worry but I've been having this... this problem. It was kind of embarrassing to talk about..." Spike looked down at the table ashamed and Twilight scooted her chair closer to him, putting a hand on his.

"Spike, what's the matter? You know you can tell me anything right?" Spike nodded his head but he still didn't look up at the purple eyed girl, clearly humiliated.

"If it will help relieve his stress, I can provide the diagnosis." Spike nodded quickly and Zecora pulled her cape like robe over her shoulders again to cover the generous display she'd given Spike moments ago. "Also Spike thank you for the compliment; it's good to know I still got it." Twilight was really confused now watching her friend.

"Compliment... okay can someone clue me in as to what's going on here. Because I feel like I'm being left behind by the second."

"When ever Spike witnesses something that he finds attractive, the fire in his gullet becomes reactive. A display of masculinity amongst his dragon clan, this is how he shows females he's become a man." Twilight listened closely to the rhyming explanation and put it together.

"So whenever Spike becomes aroused by something he starts to spew fire? But... I'm not trying to embarrass you here Spike but I've known you've been turned on before and you've never done this. Why all of a sudden?" Spike just shrugged in response not really enjoying being the subject of conversation, especially in this way. Twilight put an arm around him for comfort but it didn't help his embarrassment.

"These types of feelings can build very fast, but after a while they will pass. Until then I've brought a drink; it will help this problem I think." Zecora reached into her bag and pulled out a gourd she'd hollowed out and used now as a drink container. Pulling the cap off she poured it into Spike's cup he'd previously used for tea. "Please go on and have a sip, before you let another fire blast rip."

Zecora seemed focused on the solution to the problem but Twilight was still confused. Why was it Spike had never done this before? Maybe it was something his people of dragon descent only did at certain times of their lives but she'd never even noticed him act this way. Was it because she'd been taking care of him all those nights? Maybe... maybe her little sessions with him were helping keep his urges in check? But now if he had the solution in a bottle he wouldn't need them anymore...

"Hmmm... not too bad." Spike sipped the drink and tasted it, looking puzzled. "It's really tomato-ish."

"The tomatoes were added for your preferred taste. It was Fluttershy that provided me the paste." Ah yes... Fluttershy. She'd been more than happy to share her tomatoes with Spike after she'd learned that night at the slumber party he enjoyed them.

"Well, thank you Zecora. Maybe now I won't be spewing fire all over the place out of control. How much of this stuff should I drink?"

"Only one cup a day for your health is best, but before I leave we should put it to the test." Zecora did just that and opened her robe again to share her rather generous curves with the boy's gaze. Spike watched for a while but he didn't seem to be having any sort of flammable reactions.

"I uh... I'm feeling okay. Fire wise I mean." He was blushing in his cheeks clearly enjoying the sight but without the violent response. Zecora however wanted to be positive.

"To be absolutely sure touch them please."

"Zecora!" Twilight protested immediately and the woman laughed, covering herself up again.

"I'm sorry, that was just a tease." She winked at Spike and Twilight rolled her eyes. "This has been very fun, but I'm afraid I must run."

"Only if you have to." Twilight said helping her friend out of her chair and gather up her things. The student and assistant saw Zecora to the door and she gave them each a hug goodbye.

"Now do remember what I say, only one cup a day." She reminded the boy one last time and he nodded to her.

"Don't worry about it; I'm not that crazy for tomato juice compared to sapphire cookies with milk anyway." Zecora smiled and said her goodbyes to the duo, leaving them hopefully better off than when she came.

Twilight wasn't so sure however.

Saturday night and Twilight and Spike were getting ready for bed after a long day of tending to visitors. Twilight had gotten some new books into the library that were mostly fiction and she was surprised how many people had shown up to see what new stock she had. This included not just random townspeople but some of her friends as well so she and Spike had been busy all day. The hot weather outside and Twilight's spell for cooling the interior of the library probably had something to do with it as well.

The heat was also an excuse for the mostly small articles of clothing many of the young ladies wore today. Twilight had been worried about Spike now that she was aware of his special circumstances but Zecora's brew did the trick. One cup in the morning and Spike didn't have a single fire breathing fit all day, allowing him to enjoy the show their customers gave him.

Twilight wondered what exactly it was inside a boy with dragon blood that made him react that way. What kind of internal response was it to cause him to shoot off flame so uncontrollably. Not to mention what was it in Zecora's brew that kept him from doing so. She was concerned it may have been harmful for him since she warned never to drink more than one cup a day but he didn't seem sick or hurt at all. He was even able to use his fire to send a letter to Celestia earlier. She figured there was no reason to stress over it now when they were getting ready for bed.

Spike was in his boxers in bed already and Twilight was in her usual sleeping attire of a loose shirt and shorts. She was preparing to lay down for the night and noticed Spike was tossing and turning a bit trying to get comfortable. She stopped and walked over beside him at the bed, sitting on its edge. "Hey, having trouble relaxing?"

"A little." Spike confessed looking up at his purple haired guardian. "Just can't really get comfortable."

"Oh, is there anything I can do to help?" Twilight looked lower down the bed and caught herself looking to where his lap was under the blanket. She kicked herself a little for thinking of that option right away but if it was necessary for him to rest...

"Yeah, do you think you could get me some of Zecora's medicine?" Twilight felt her heart sink unexpectedly when he requested the brew.

"Oh... are you sure? I mean Zecora said you shouldn't have more than one glass a day." Twilight did a good job of hiding the disappointment in her voice and she was wondering why it had been there in the first place. She only ever did that special favor when Spike needed it. It wasn't like it was for her benefit.

"Yeah if I have just a little sip it'll be okay. I didn't have a full glass today because I'm not that crazy about the taste." He reasoned with Twilight and she nodded to him, agreeing to get his medicine to help him sleep. That was what was more important after all. Helping her number one assistant relax the easiest way possible for him. Nothing else.

Twilight went downstairs and through the library to the kitchen, walking across in light dainty steps and coming before the refrigerator. Inside when she opened it was the gourd of tomato tasting liquid that Zecora had provided for them days earlier. Twilight was going to reach for it when she saw something else and an idea crossed her mind.

Towards the back was a bottle of regular tomato juice. Spike never really cared for it but Twilight liked to mix it with other flavors as a beverage. If she were to give that to Spike instead, he'd never be able to tell the difference. "That's... that's lying." She told herself. Why would she even lie about such a thing in the first place? So he'd need her instead of this bottle? "That's not the reason." Twilight rationalized with herself looking between the two drinks. "If... Spike drinks too much by accident it could make him sick. Thinking he got the medicine should help him calm down as much as drinking it."

Yes, that was the reason. She was worried about him and wasn't jealous at all of some drink that made her special favor no longer needed. It was for his health, and his health came before everything else. Pouring a little of the tomato juice in a glass Twilight put the bottle away and proceeded upstairs, making sure to put on a smile to convince Spike of what he was drinking. After all she needed to ensure a perfect delivery if she was to help him sleep tonight, not for covering up anything on her part.

Up the stairs and into the room Twilight came and gave the cup to her awaiting assistant. Spike gulped it all down in one go and gagged a little at the taste. "Blech! It tastes more like tomato juice now than ever. It must be settling in there or something... we should shake it up from now on before pouring it."

"Good idea." Twilight kept her perfect act up, leaning forward and giving Spike a kiss on the forehead. "Okay, you get some rest now. We might have another rush tomorrow like we did today so we need to be ready to get up in the morning."

"Okay." Spike yawned and settled back into bed. "Good night Twilight, thank you."

"You're welcome Spike." Twilight watched him lay down and then put out the candles, getting into bed herself. She settled in quickly but it wasn't her body that kept her from sleeping. Instead her mind was kept awake by the thoughts of what she'd done. She'd lied to Spike, right to his face, and for what? To make sure he didn't drink that medicine? Twilight had felt cautious of it since Zecora presented it to them but now she was wondering if she resented it. That something like that could replace Spike's needs so easily for him. It was for his health of course, as he was clearly not doing well with things as they were. But that didn't make her feel any better.

Nearly an hour passed and while Twilight laid in bed awake wondering about the strength of her character Spike was still moving about in bed. Twilight couldn't help but take notice and sat up looking at him in the dimly lit bedroom in the moon light. She stayed sitting there for a while before mustering up her courage. "Hey Spike."

"Yeah?" He sounded tired but awake, responding to her right away.

"Did you want to sleep in my bed? It's probably more comfortable than yours." There was a long pause as Twilight waited for the answer and Spike finally responded.

"Nah, it's okay. Besides it's not fair if I take your bed and give you mine." Still he was thinking about her, what a sweet heart.

"I was thinking we could share it." The words hung in another long pause between them and Spike finally sat up looking at Twilight in the dark.

"Are you sure?"

"Why not? There's enough room for two people. If it's just for one night there's no harm in it." Spike sat there pondering her words before finally sliding out of bed and bringing his pillow along with him. Twilight scooted over to give the boy room to lay down and he sighed once his body hit the mattress.

"This is more comfortable." He commented lazily and settled into bed, Twilight pulling the blanket over top of him. Laying down as well in bed Twilight smiled at the company. "Good night Twilight."

"Good night Spike." She said but didn't close her eyes, instead just laying in the dark. Time passed and the two laid in silence for a while, neither one of them really asleep. Thoughts kept urging at Twilight's mind until finally her body took action and went along with them.

Slipping out of bed carefully Twilight got to her feet and made sure Spike stayed in his current position facing away from her on his side. When she was sure he wasn't going to look her way she began to strip her clothes off, tossing her shirt and then her shorts along with her panties onto the floor. She gulped a little at the daring actions she was taking but the idea wouldn't leave her mind. She was positive Spike didn't need that medicine as much as he needed her. She could give him what no potion ever could.

Getting back into bed Twilight moved through the sheets until her skin was touching against Spike's, the contact rousing him from his rest but not fully waking him up. When she was sure he wouldn't move further Twilight's soft hand slid around his side and onto his lap, touching against the front of his boxers.

He groaned in response at first out of confusion, his body moving as he was becoming more aware. "Twilight?"

"Shhh... just rest Spike." She said as soothingly as she could, now pushing herself up against his back so he could feel her breasts push against him. They weren't as large or as impressive as Zecora or Fluttershy or even Pinkie but they were large enough he'd feel them press to his skin. He took in a sudden gasp of air and she could feel his cock growing hard against her hand quickly. "I'll make sure you sleep well tonight."

The reasonable part of Twilight's mind was telling her that he had been falling asleep, he was starting to rest. Just her gentle care and tenderness had been enough to make him calm. From the moment he'd entered the bed with her Spike had been much more at peace. This wasn't necessary.

The other part of Twilight's mind and body said otherwise.

Undoing the button on his boxers expertly Twilight began to stroke him with her fingers and he rewarded her with a small moan right away. She smiled feeling pleased with herself; he still liked her. Pressing her nude body against his back further she began to stroke with her fingertips and making him release quick breaths. Her magic touch was still just as good as it had ever been for him. She could make him feel good tonight.

She could do more.

Twilight slid her body under the covers, keeping Spike facing away from her so as not to peek but it was pointless as she rubbed her breasts against him the whole way down. Now under the covers with him she turned Spike onto his back and her lips found his cock eagerly waiting. Spike was moaning appreciatively and Twilight's tongue helped him along the way. Since the last two times she'd done this Twilight was becoming more accustomed to the act whether it was a good or bad thing. Finding that her mouth enjoyed being wrapped around him when it made him feel so good. It made her feel good too.

With her head now finally where she had planned to have it she could reward herself, her right hand slipping down between her legs and rubbing her pussy in small circles. She'd wanted to do this so badly but it had to be like this, it wouldn't be as good if it wasn't like this. She needed this. Her head began to bob faster on his cock and seeing he may cum soon Twilight slowed her head down, licking around the tip. She wanted him to enjoy it, but she wanted to enjoy it too.

A temptation hit her and while she knew she shouldn't the thought was too good to pass up. Slowly she pulled the blanket away from Spike's lap and revealed her face to him while she sucked at his cock. Looking up her vivid purple eyes saw his green ones staring at her through the dark. She hadn't told him not to look this time, in a way she wanted him to see.

The excitement was getting to her and her fingers were bringing her to a climax that much more quickly. She wanted it together, willingly from Spike or not. Her head moved faster and faster against his cock while he watched, her hips shaking and her toes curling as she felt herself hit her orgasm faster than she expected. Using her hand to help stroke his cock into her lips Spike finally gave her what she wanted and came into her mouth. Twilight held her head still as he shot his hot fluid inside her lips, moaning with each thrust into her mouth. When Spike was finally finished Twilight licked the tip of his cock clean for him and slid out from under the blanket, using it to cover her naked body.

"I hope that helps you sleep tonight." Her voice was still soothing and sweet and Spike sighed and nodded his head to her, unable to think or speak clearly. It was exactly like she had hoped. "Go to sleep okay? I'll be right back."

"Oh... okay... Twilight... Good night, love you."

"I love you too, Spike." Those words seemed so heavy now. Why? She still loved him as her assistant, as a friend, as the little brother she never had. She still loved him so much but it felt so much heavier to say them now.

Twilight picked up her clothing and walked into the bathroom, lighting the candles inside to see herself in the mirror. She looked good, sexy. Not especially common for her but it wasn't often she got to indulge herself like this. In fact... Spike was still probably hard from their games. Maybe... maybe she could indulge herself more. He wouldn't object she was sure if Twilight laid over top of him and...

"Stop... stop it right there." Her voice of reason finally over powered her mounting desires as she realized what she was considering. "You're not taking Spike's last bit of his virginity... and you're not giving him yours. Leave a line uncrossed Twilight." She stared at herself in the mirror finding it odd how hard it was to talk herself out of this. What had become of her? It wasn't that long ago that something as innocent as Spike in his boxers was too much for Twilight and she'd force him to wear pajamas. Now she was giving him blow jobs and debating on having sex with him? The idea felt so good, felt so right. It almost hurt to deny herself.

"Oh Celestia... I think I have a problem."