>You are Spike
>You were high up in the clouds, but you weren't falling.
>You were soaring a thousand feet off the ground
>Scanning your eyes from side to side, you smiled, looking at a pair of large, green-webbed wings catching the air.
>You weren't alone either.
>"Oh, Spike! This is truly wonderful!" spoke his true love, a certain white and purple-maned unicorn riding on his back, watching his wings flap.
>"I've never felt so free up here, flying with you. You are just an incredible young dragon, Spike."
>You turn your head to see Rarity had leaned in to give you a kiss.
>Puckering your lips, you prepare for the inevitable.
>"SPIKE! SPIKE! Get up! It's time to re-catalog the library!"
>You open your eyes to see that the illusion has been shattered.
>Standing before you was your master, Twilight, with her large purple feathered wings spread out in excitement.
"Mmmph.......again? We just did that yesterday."
>You grab your blanket and turn away from her in your basket, hoping you'd fall into slumber again.
>"No Spike!" Twilight says, ripping off the sheet with a levitation spell. "That was Alphabetical! Now we get to it Chronologically!" she added with a smile.
>You gave her a half-lidded eye scowl.
>"Don't worry, I'll let you even start copying the catalogs before we sort! Isn't that fun?" She asked, levitating off the ground for a moment as her flapping wings sustained her altitude.
>Dis bitch serious?
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming."
>Great, first that awesome dream where I get my wings and Rarity totally digs it; and then Twi ruins it and rubs it in by flapping in front of me.
>And I hate re-cataloging.
>Guess it's gonna be one of those days.
>You crawl out of your basket you pick up that blanket Twilight threw off.
>As you reach down to pick it up, a slight, yet sharp pain pieces your back.
"OW!"
>"Spike, what's wrong?" Twilight asks.
"Nothing. I'm fine."
>You drop the blanket on your makeshift bed, but remembered that you have to tuck it in.
>Bending over to do so, there it is again.
"OOOOHH!"
>Spike, what's going on?"
"It's alright Twi, I just must've pulled a muscle or something yesterday. I've dealt with this before."
>"Well, alright. But I'm still gonna be cautious. Just come down when you're ready."
>Twilight walked downstairs to begin her day.
>You focused on your situation. This hurt worse than just some pulled muscle.
>Am I going to deal with this all day?
>Work time.
>You carefully descend the steps, as not you onset that chronic sting on your dorsal side.
>Reaching the bottom, you see a plate of grapes, some daffodil petals, and a bit-sized Topaz gem.
>Popping the gem into your mouth first, you see the large stack of index cards and several quills and an inkwell right by the catalog drawers.
>Sweet Celestia Twi, get a magic auto-sorter machine already!
>Standing up to get a better look, you wince in pain as you can feel the burn this time, now spread to a second spot to your right.
>This back is killing you through those scales.
"All that, Twilight?" you ask. "And what'll you do? Just kick back and read this month's Cosmarepolitan?"
>"Oh, thanks for reminding me Spike! We didn't sort the magazines or their back issues from yesterday!"
>Purplesmart levitated another 400 cards onto your workstation.
>Nice going, big mouth.
>This is not worth a 14-karat emerald.
>Wait a minute. An injury could get you out of this.
"Alright. We better get this over with."
>You wolf down the grapes and flowers and hop up onto the desk, pulling out a card from the middle.
>You "drop" it, going down to pick it up, and just let a moderate backache do the rest.
>Bending Over, the burn is gone.
>Now it Feels like some pony jabbed a spear into you.
"YEEEEEEOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!"
>You collapsed on the ground as tears began to form in your eyes.
>You did not intend for this to happen.
>"Spike!" Twilight runs over. "Spike? What's wrong?"
"It hurts, Twilight. By back hurts so much. It feels like 2 knives stabbing me from the inside."
>you were holding back tears.
>"Spike, don't worry. I'm here. We're going to get you some help."
>Twilight picked you up and put you on your back.
>Your claws clung to her wing joints as her horn lit up.
>Wincing in the pain, you take a good look at Twilight's wing joints and their relative position on her body.
>It has be a coincidence.
>There's no way.
>Your last thought left you as you two disappear.
>In another brief flash of light, you and Twilight reappear.......at Fluttershy's house.
"Twilight, this isn't the hospital!"
>Lucky for you though, the pain was ebbing away.
>"I'm not going back there, they were clueless on Dragons! Plus, our overpriced visit was NOT covered by CelestiaCare!"
>She goes up to knock on the door.
>"Fluttershy! Open up! I have a medical emergency!"
>After a moment, a yellow pegasus opens the door to see her friend.
>"Twilight? What's the problem?" She asked in a concerned voice.
"Me!" ,you say behind the purple alicorn. "I got bad back pain and it- OOOWWW!"
>You have got to stop twisting around
"-feels like something's poking me on both sides."
>"Ooohh!" Fluttershy gasps. "I'll deal with this right away!"
>She zips around her house, fluttering those wings of hers, grabbing several ice packs and bandages.
>Meanwhile, Twilight gently places you face-down on Fluttershy's green couch, shooing off the resident white rabbit.
>Angel just looks at you with a glare.
>*PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFTTTTHHHHHHHH*
>goes your tongue as you blow a raspberry at him.
>You never liked that hare anyway.
>All he could do was pout, crossing his arms.
>"Ohmygoodness. I have everything under control." said Fluttershy as she flew back to your position.
>"Where does it hurt?" She asked, grabbing an ice pack.
"My shoulder blades."
>The animal caretaker, knowing where those would be, placed them in the correct location.
>Upon, their contact, any dull tightness was replaced by a relaxing spell of coldness.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh"you respond, melting into a calmer state. "Place another one lower, too."
>She placed another ice pack just inferior to the first.
>"Here?"
"Oh yeah......that's the spot."
>The strain ebbs away further with that second pack.
>Fluttershy felt a tap on her rear right leg as she turned around to see her "darling" pet Angel with a frown on his face.
>He pointed at the two guests, hoping that his owner would get the message that they arrived uninvited.
>"Oh you're right Angel!" Fluttershy remarked.
>The bunny just smirked with his eyes closed, nodding.
>"I forgot the other side!" Fluttershy took 2 more ice packs and put them over Spike's uncovered shoulder blade, so the arrangement mirrored the ones that did.
>Irritated, Angel just hopped away.
>"How did he get like this?" the pegasus asked?
>"I don't know!" Twilight said. "He woke up this morning with some back pain and now he says it hurts worse."
>"Spike, does anything else hurt?" Fluttershy asked.
"No."
>"Did you do any heavy lifting recently?"
"No."
>"Gotten sick?"
"Not in the past year."
>"How much does it hurt on a scale of 1 to 10?" Twilight asked.
"Right now? a 4, tops."
>Twilight thought about another question.
>"What does it feel like to you again?"
"Like something solid is digging into my flesh."
>Twilight turned to Fluttershy
>"Could it be a broken bone?" Twilight asked.
>"Both shoulder blades? with identical points of pressure on both sides?" Replied Fluttershy, with her medical knowledge.
>"Well, what else could it be?"
>Fluttershy paused for a moment.
>"I think I might know. Spike, please, PLEASE, forgive me for this."
"What are you doing?" questioning her command.
>The frigid bags come off your scaly left back as Fluttershy traces her hoof as gently as possible along the medial edge of shoulder blade.
"AAAAhhhhhhhhhh!" you yelp out as she passed along a certain point.
>Fluttershy felt it: A bony, sharp, point not far away from your layers of skin and scales.
>It was wedged in between the shoulder blade and some surrounding cartilage that felt like it was beginning to ossify.
>She felt this similar kind of formation-but never actually in development. Especially on a species she's terrified of.
>"S-s-s-Spike....I don't know how you tell you of this, but you're succumbing to-ummmmmm-Pterophyesis**"
>Twilight dropped her jaw at that word
"Terra-what?" you asked.
>You saw Twilight was flabbergasted.
"Twilight, what did she say?"
>"Spike," Fluttershy spoke up again. "You're growing wings."
>Your jaw dropped as low as Twilight's.
 
**pronounced Terro-fi-ee-sis