>You were really curious about how this worked.  Is 'illusion magic' light and sound holograms, or a form of mind manipulation?
>You don't want to ask, though.  You feel this is definitively something simple enough Spike should already know it.
 
"Illusion is the manipulation of light and sound to make nearly anything you can imagine.  It's really an art form, and quite a
 
few unicorns make their living putting on shows with it;  Somewhat like Trixie.  We also have the ability to enchant projectors
 
to display the actual memories of a Unicorn skilled with magic.  You've seen this in action at movie theaters, I'm sure.  'Video'
 
Ponies almost all have enhanced memory and perception or use spells to gain the same effect so as not to miss any details.
 
"The key is to have a very clear image of what you want to happen play out in its entirety inside your head first, and then
 
project it through your horn.  It helps to work in front of a mirror at first.  I'll explain why in a moment."
 
>Twilight motioned for Sweetie to follow her upstairs where there was a wide mirror over a chest.
 
>This sucks.  You want to do illusions, too.  Then you could scare the shit out of anyone you wanted.  It would be perfect for
 
>Nightmare Night.
 
>You follow them upstairs to see what they're doing anyway.
 
>When you reach the top, 'no thanks to these tiny leglets', you see Sweetie and Twilight looking into the mirror.  There are two
 
>Twilights waving at them inside the mirror.  Okay, that's kinda cool.  And really creepy.
 
>Now it's Sweetie Belle's turn.  She stands on top of the chest to see the mirror better, and closes her eyes tightly, you assume
 
>to visualize something.
 
>There is now a very poorly formed Spike in the mirror that isn't you.  It's breathing green flames at them.  It looks....like a
 
>cartoon.  How very ironic.
 
>As you move closer they can see the real you in the mirror behind the cartoon Spike looking perturbed and somewhat sullen still
 
>over your lack of magical ability.  This startles Sweetie so badly she shrieks and falls off the chest, only to be caught by
 
>Twilight's magic.
 
"Spike!" Twilight says in that admonishing tone of voice, "You frightened her while she was casting!  That's dangerous!
 
Apologize."
 
>You sigh, and fight the urge to roll your eyes.
 
"Sorry about that, Sweetie Belle.  I didn't think I would startle you.  I was just thinking about how I can't do magic and all."
 
"Spike, I've told you before.  Dragons have their own ways of doing magic, and some of them do eventually grow horns on their
 
head capable of Unicorn-like magic.  You need to have more patience with yourself, and focus on your studies."
 
>Wait, what?  Great, even more Spike knowledge that you don't have.  Time for some damage control.
 
"I understand that, Twilight.  Today just got me to thinking about it again..."
 
"Speaking of your studies, I recieved a very interesting letter from Princess Luna, Spike.  She said she spent some time with you
 
in the dream realm teaching you how to access that new emergency messaging trick Princess Celestia was talking about?  She also
 
mentioned your dreams were having a wide spread effect recently on the local ponies which she managed to curtail for now.  I have
 
wards against that kind of influence myself, but she mentioned it wasn't too bad, just a little shocking for a dragon your age.  
 
It's possible your talents lie in dream magic.  Perhaps you should read up on that?  I made a short list of books for you after I
 
got the letter."
 
>Okay, that could have gone worse.  You guess Luna didn't want to discuss the details.  You just hope your feigned ignorance and
 
>innocence worked, and she's not watching your every dream without your permission.
 
>wait, Twilight is still talking?  Oh, no, she's just telling Sweetie Belle what to practice on for her illusions.
 
"And please do not practice transformation without an adult unicorn to monitor you.  And do not practice on any animals or
 
ponies.  That's much too advanced and dangerous."
 
>Sweetie looked excited but she agreed, and she seemed to be listening.
 
"Now, I have to get back to that experiment, and my costume for Nightmare Night isn't going to finish itself!  You two should go
 
find something else to do.....UGH, is it that time already?  Alright, Lunchtime.  Uh, do you two have plans for lunch or did you
 
need to use the kitchen, Spike?"
 
>Actually you were planning to pick up something in town with some bits Twilight had given you as allowance....yeah, that grated
 
>on you, but what can you do?  But you clearly recognized this as Twilight's attempt to get you to cook something for her.  She
 
>sucks at it, and you know if you leave her to it she'll just eat more flower sandwiches and hay fries.  That can't be healthy to
 
>eat all the time.
 
"Okay, who wants some of my Dragon Fire Corn and Roses Chili?"
 
"Ooh, I like that one!  I'll make some sandwiches to go with it."
 
>yep, typical.  More sandwiches.
 
"That sounds AWESOME!" Sweetie Belle chimed in.
 
"Thanks, it is awesome.  Wait til you try it." You say with a sinister grin.
 
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>It turned out that Sweetie Belle could only handle a few spoonfuls of your spicy chili, but that just left more for you and >Twilight, and less sandwiches for you to choke down.
 
>You and Sweetie Belle were now back at the abandoned lot where you liked to burn things sometimes.  
 
"So, you wanna try mixing our magic together?  I have a plan that might work, now that I can channel dragon magic to my left pointer claw.  The problem is going to be us getting in sync.  At least I think it will be.  Hmmm...what should we try to do?"
 
"Oh.  I want to try more illusions!  Maybe you can help me with the detail?"
 
"I'm not sure it works that way, Sweetie Belle, but what the heck, let's try it and see what happens.  What did you want, specifically?"
 
>She tells you.
 
"Hmmm....I dont' know about this.  Why would you want that anyway? Is Rarity afraid of clowns?" you ask with raised eyebrow.
 
"Well, yeah, actually.  I was gonna save it for Nightmare Night."
 
"Well, okay.  It just so happens that I've seen a good example before.  Trust me, it's plenty scary.  Now let's try it!"
 
>You assume the position.  Hmm...this would be easier if you were on her back.  Oh well.  You focus on the visualization and then >count down from 3.
 
"3...2...1 okay, cast the spell!"  
 
>You try your best to send the vision with your magic through your hand into the glow around Sweetie's horn.  
 
>Well, something's happening.
 
>The sky darkens.  It starts to rain out of nowhere.  Your attention is drawn to a flash of movement to your right and behind >you.  Yep, that's him, alright.  You wish it didn't look so real.  Sweetie Belle screams and hides behind you.
 
>Lightning flashes, and you can briefly see in shadow the true form of the demon before you.  
 
>He laughs that little laugh he does.  This is too creepy.  How do you turn this off again? You're pretty sure you didn't make a >script this elaborate.
 
"Well, well, two lost little kids."
 
>He cranes his neck to look around you towards Sweetie Belle.
 
"Where's your mama, baby doll?"
 
>and just like that the illusion was gone.  It was full daylight again and there was no sign of the darkened skies or that it had >rained, the monster, any of it.  
 
>Sweetie Belle was shaking behind you, still, holding onto you from behind.  
 
"Spike!  What was that thing!  That wasn't really a clown!  It wasn't even a pony!  I saw.....and how was it so real?  It even talked!"
 
>Oh right.  You had been so in awe of the whole thing that you hadn't realized it yet.  You forgot to make it a pony clown.  It >was just a human clown monster thing.  Your left eye starts to twitch.  
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>a bit of consoling and cheering up later.....
 
"I swear I have no idea how it got like that.  What were you focusing on, anyway, Sweetie?  I thought our visions would just mix
 
and it would be a garbled mess at first!  Did you just give me total control?"
 
"Uh, yeah?  I realize what you're doing, Spike.  You're jealous.  I understand.  I'm still jealous of everything my sister can do
 
with magic.  And I can't even imagine what Twilight must be capable of."
 
>What?!  You are so not jealous of unicorns and their ridiculously OP magic.  Are you?
 
>You realize you are breathing smoke.  You probably look angry.  Sweetie Belle takes a step back.
 
>Wait, she was trying to help.  You shouldn't vent your frustration at her.  She's just a kid.
 
"Jealous, huh?  I suppose you're right.  I am frustrated that this is something I'll have to grow into.  And who knows how long
 
that will take.  Maybe I'll cast my first horn spell when you are a little old grandmother?"
 
>You knuckle poke her in the tummy and she giggles.  (You've learned the hard way not to poke with the point of your new
 
'fingers')
 
"Oh, so you're ticklish around this area?"
 
>You continue tickling her mercilessly.  She laughs and squeals.  
 
"I'll *giggle* get you for this, Spike!  And for that terrifying illusion!  And for the chili!  You should know by now I don't
 
like super spicy stuff!"
 
>She strikes a pose that definitely reminds you of Rarity.
 
"I demand hot cocoa with roasted marshmallows immediately!  I find myself getting a chill after using all that magic.  Spike,
 
lead the way!"
 
>You bow.
 
"Of course, milady.  Follow me!"
 
>You both head off into the late afternoon as you lead Sweetie Belle off to Sugarcube corner.  Now if only you can stop Pinkie
 
>from trying to force gem cupcakes down your throat.  That fucking pony just wants you to be addicted to junk food right along
 
>with her.
 
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>You arrive at Sugarcube Corner only to be bowled over by Pinkie Pie.  'Why?'
 
"Hey Spike, Hey Sweetie Belle, *gasp!*  A-are you two on a....date??"
 
>Oh for the love of....yeah, this is just what you need.  Hopefully you can stop this in its tracks.
>You chuckle nervously and scratch the back of your head, studiously avoiding looking for Sweetie Belle's reaction.
 
"Ix-nay, on the ate-day, Pinkie!" you whisper harshly.
 
>Pinkie gets a look of utter confusion on her face.
 
"What language is that?  I didn't understand a word!"
 
>Wow.  Okay, now you're shocked.  Pinkie doesn't know pig-latin?  That's....well, maybe it doesn't exist yet in this world?
 
"It's....p-"
 
>Oh shit!  What if you say 'pig-latin' and the pigs overhear about it?  What if they really do have some actual language that's >named something punny but really is a form of latin?!  You did talk with them briefly during your stint working at the Apple >Farm....you know they're really smart, just the laziest fucks in the universe.  What if they come asking about 'pig-latin'?
>You swear that is just the type of joke Faust probably would have added to the show if she could get away with it somehow...
 
"Uh, it's called, uh..."
 
>you're really sweating, and now Pinkie is staring at you intently.  That's making you more nervous.
 
"I don't remember the name of it.  I'll tell you how it works later, I promise!"  You smile, nervously.
 
"Okie Dokie!  What did you two want on this special occasion of today?"
 
"Hot Chocolate with roasted marshmallows to start, please!"
 
>Pinkie leans closer to you and quirks her eyebrows a few times.  Is she implying something about the hot chocolate??? What?
 
"Sure thing!  Just have a seat over here by the window and it'll be right out!"
 
"Thanks, Pinkie."
 
"Yep, Thanks, Miss Pie!" adds Sweetie Belle.  
 
>Okay, crisis averted for now.   Except that Pinkie will probably pop up asking about not-'pig-latin' later when you least expect >it.  Hopefully not when you're masterbating.  That's been really helping to keep your dreams under control, lately.  It was >really hard to find time to yourself sometimes though...and you were never a fan of doing it in the bathroom...
 
>You look up and see Sweetie Belle staring at you worriedly, and you blush.  Okay, time to stop thinking about that right now.
 
"Oh, don't worry about me.  I just realized I have to do something later.  It's no big deal.  Are you and Rarity planning on something after this?  It's almost five.  She should be stopping for the day, soon."
 
"Oh, uh..." Now it's apparently Sweetie Belle's turn to blush.  "Nothing much.  Heheh. Just girl stuff, you know?"
 
"Right.  Gotcha.  Top secret stuff, I bet?"
 
"Y-yeah.  So, we can hang out again tomorrow, right?  I want to try a few more spells out with your help.  If that's okay?"
 
>You nod, absently.  You're still worried about pigs and Pinkie Pie coming after you.
 
"Yeah, I'd love to help out some more.  No more attempts at scary stuff for me, though.  Unless it's for a Nightmare Night prank, anyway.  Heheh.  I'm really sorry about that, by the way, and I hope you don't have nightmares from this.  And if you do, just yell for Princess Luna.  Trust me on this."
 
>The look on Sweetie's face indicates to you that she is trying to process everything you just said.  Then her eyebrow quirks up.
 
"Princess Luna?"
 
"Yes.  I'm sure it will work.  But don't tell anyone else, please.  Don't want that kind of thing getting around to everyone.  It could drive her up the wall, for all I know."
 
>Then again, how the fuck did Luna police dreams every night anyway?  That seems like it would be as ridiculous as something like >Santa Clause delivering presents to children all over the planet in a single night.  There must be some system to weed out the >real problem cases.
 
"Umm...okay.  Ooh, Hot Chocolate is here!"
 
>huh?  Woah, Pink Pony in my face!
 
"Did you want anything else, you two?  Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?"
 
"Nothing for me, thanks, Pinkie.  Sweetie Belle?  My treat."
 
"Oooh, I also want a white chocolate cupcake with sprinkles and strawberry icing!"
 
"Wow, girl, you've got good taste!  Sure you don't want hot sauce with that?"
 
>Sweetie made a face and stuck out her tongue.
 
"Eugh!  I've had enough spicy food for one day, thanks to Spike here."
 
>Pinkie rounded on you.
 
"Does this mean that-"
 
"I made more chili, yes.  And yes, there should still be leftovers.  You can get some later."
 
"Okay then.  Now that that's settled, I'll be right back with your cupcake!"
 
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>After you had dropped off Sweetie Belle back at the boutique, you started waddling home in the dusk.
>Hopefully no muggers will accost you on the way to the Treebrary today, you think jokingly.
 
"Pssst...hey, Spike!" a rough voice whispered from an alleyway.  "Over here, bro!"
 
>Okay, maybe the mugger joke wasn't so funny after all.  You prepare to possibly set whoever this is on fire, if necessary.
 
>Oh, it's just Snips and Snails.  What's wrong with Snails' voice?
 
"Dude, I thought you guys were muggers!  What the heck are you doing hiding in here?"
 
>Snips leans towards you conspiratorially.
 
"Is it true you just went on a date with Sweetie Belle?"
 
"What? No!  That was not a date.  I was hired by her sister, Rarity, to keep an eye on her today because she was too busy to do it."
 
"Oh.  Because the rumors say that you two totally went on a date to Sugarcube Corner, and that you have...."
 
>He leaned in closer.
 
"Two dongles.  If you catch my meaning."
 
"Yeah, those rumors are wrong.  Except the dongle thing, that's true.  Most all dragons are like that.  I'm not sure why."
 
"REALLY!  So that means that you could totally.......WOAH, DUDE....."
 
>Okay, whatever he must be imagining is probably wildly impractical, even with two penises.  Although you have dreamt about that >one thing a few times....
 
>You shake your head.  This isn't the time for this.
 
"Anyway, guys.  I gotta get back to the Library.  You two should probably head home before it gets really dark. You don't want to run into any evil clowns or anything."
 
>Suddenly they look terrified.  
 
"What?  Is that a thing?  Evil Clowns? AHH!!  C'MON SNAILS, LET'S CHEESE IT!"
 
>cheese it?  Where have you heard that before??
 
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|what the fuck am I doing.  We'll never get to season 4 at this rate...|
 
"Hey, Spike, did you have a good day with Sweetie Belle?  I know I had fun teaching her earlier.  It's a nice break from all my other work..."
 
>You had just walked in not two minutes earlier.  Your legs were still really sore from all the walking you did today.  You're >going to have to build a chair specifically to fit a dragon.  That or earn some bits somehow and buy a sofa from that sofa & >quills store.  But that would put a dent in your plans to buy some of that film stuff so you could start putting some of your >human memories on tape...okay, build a chair it is.  There's still plenty of scrap to work with at your favorite hang out spot.  >Just need to buy some nails or screws if they have those here.  And find a hammer...
 
"It went fine, I'm just worn out from all the walking around we did today.  I really can't wait til I get taller.  Longer legs would really help to keep up with ponies.  Are you done with your costume yet?  Nightmare Night is tomorrow night."
 
"Yes, it's finished.  I can't wait to show it to everypony!  I got everything just right, and more importantly, historically accurate."
 
>You nod your head.
 
"I can't wait to see it.  I hope mine will come out okay.  Rarity said she was finishing it for me after she was done with her current orders.  Hopefully that will be before tomorrow night, and she won't deviate too much from my original ideas."
 
>Twilight chuckled at your concerns
 
"Oh, Spike, I'm sure it will be fine.  But really, why did you want to dress up as a dragon, anyway?  That almost seems like it should be against the rules."
 
"I'm going as a different kind of dragon. You're going as a different pony, I bet.  I think it works out fine. Besides, I think it's funny."
 
"Oh, alright then." She rolls her eyes at you.  
 
"So where's that book list about dream magic?  I gotta get on that so Luna will stay out of my head."
 
"Oh, it's over here somewhere.  Hang on.  What do you mean stay out of your head?"
 
>You sigh.
 
"Well, the first time, I had no warning, and it was kind of embarassing.  I mean, if you get judged even over the things you dream about, that leads to having no autonomy and you start hiding parts of yourself even from yourself.  Well, more than normal, anyway.  I don't think that's healthy, is it?  Repression?"
 
"Uh, no, it's not healthy, Spike.  But according to her, your dreams were disrupting other ponies' dreams, and that could have been dangerous or damaging to others, so she stepped in.  The sooner you learn how to control this, the less you'll have to worry about your....uh,privacy?  What were you dreaming about, anyway, Spike?"
 
"Nevermind about that!  The list, please?"  You take a beligerent stance, hoping to deter questions.  It would be too awkward to explain.
 
"Okay, okay.  But you know you can tell me, Spike.  Anytime you want to talk.  It's not nightmares, is it?"
 
"No.  And that's all I'll say about it.  Thank you for the help."
 
"Sure thing.  Well, *yawn*, I'm really tired.  I should go to bed.  Big day tomorrow.  And an even bigger night."
 
"Yep.  Right behind ya.  Did you eat dinner?"
 
>She nodded, sleepily, and smiled.
 
"Yeah.  Leftovers."
 
>Good, you don't have to deal with leftovers.  Never liked those.  Wait, something is bugging you now.  What....
>Oh yeah, you told Pinkie she could have some of that chili.  Shit.  Twilight is halfway up the stairs, don't want to disturb her
>when she's that tired.  You quietly hurry to the kitchen to check if there's any chili left.  
 
>Pot's empty.  You need to wash dishes...god damnit.  You're going to force Twilight to help you build a magical >dishwashing machine.  Fridge seems devoid of chili.  Wait, what's that noise?
 
>You whirl around in the dark kitchen as you hear the distinct sound of obnoxious slurping.  You run over and hit the lights.
 
"Pinkie!" you whisper shout at her. "What are you doing in here!  Twilight's asleep, and I don't want to wake her up!"
 
>She ignores you and finishes slurping down the rest of the leftover chili noisily.
 
"Ah....that hit the spot.  Now I just need something sweet to top it off."
 
>She pulls a candy cane out of nowhere and starts to pick her teeth with it.
 
"Okay, I know I said you could have some chili, but could you have at least knocked first?  You were sitting back here in the dark.  That's not normal behavior, Pinkie Pie."
 
>Pinkie takes her time sucking and licking that damn candy cane.  Actually that's kind of starting to turn you on.
 
"Neither is making up fake languages and dating Rarity's little sister!  Or causing mass sexy fun times in dreamland!  There's something off about you, lately, Spike.  And I'm going to find out what it is!"
 
>She glares at you, angrily.  
 
>Oh shit, maybe she's realized you're an imposter!  Quick, think of an excuse for this apparently un-Spike like behavior!
 
"Uh...actually, I'm worried that it's puberty or something.  I mean, I want to get taller and everything, and grow up a little more, but I'm really worried about what comes with it.  And the fake language I call 'Spike-latin'!  All I do is take off the first syllable of a word and put it at the end with an '-ay' attached to scramble the key words for those not 'in the know'.  I wanted you to not mention the date thing in front of Sweetie Belle.  We went there as friends, and that's it.  I'm not even a pony."
 
"That never stopped you from having the biggest crush ever on Rarity, Spike!  And now you're clearly trying to woo both of them into your harem of ponies.  You should know better!  The sister thing never works out, Spike!  ~Never!~"
 
>She kind of sang that last word like how you used to hear her say '~forever!~' on the show.
 
"Well, that's quite a wild theory, there, Sherlock.  But you're wrong.  I don't want a harem or 'herd' or whatever you call it.  I'm not sure if I ever will.  I'm starting to learn how to control my dream ability, and I was with Sweetie Belle all day yesterday because Rarity was super busy and she asked me to hang out with her sister in exchange for finishing up my costume for tomorrow.  What do you say to that?"
 
>Pinkie doesn't look very deterred.  In fact she looks more suspicious.
 
"I think that you're turning into quite the fast talker there, Spike.  And I think I'll be keeping a close eye on you for now.  Thanks for the chili, and the Spike-latin.  I'd better not catch you playing around with any young fillies' hearts, nor hear about it.  Are we clear?"
 
>Wow, Pinkie really knows how to intimidate someone.  All hovering over you like that.
 
"Yes, Pinkamina Diane Pie. We are clear.  Besides, I'm more interested in fillies your age, than hers."
 
>She bursts out laughing
 
"Ha!  Maybe when your older, and taller, kiddo!  See ya later, Spike!"
 
>Without any further ado, Pinkie headed out the back door.
>There was a distinct sway in >her hips as she did so.
>Okay, now you're right back to being turned on.
 
>The only way that could have been more terrifying was if Fluttershy and Celestia were both staring you down and lecturing >you >like that on suspicion of....whatever that was about.
 
>Fuck the dream books, and the dishes.  You're going straight to bed after that.
 
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>You are awoken in the middle of the night in the Everfree Forest.  Luna is staring you down.  
 
"I have studied your mind exstensively, and compared notes with my sister.  You are not Spike the Dragon.  Your soul is not his, it is too old.  But you are occupying his body.  How did this come to be, and where is the real Spike, if not in his own body?"
 
>well, fuck.  You knew this day was coming.  Hopefully this will be over with quick.
 
"I....actually don't know that, Princess.  My gut tells me he died somehow, and that's why I'm here.  I think that's just some kind of guilt talking.  I don't know how I got here.  One minute I was on my computer and then everything went strange, and I think I blacked out at some point. Then I woke up as Spike, in mid conversation, on the day Twilight had her little breakdown."
 
"We know that much.  We learned while we were studying you.  We just wanted to see if you would try to lie about it."
 
"I'm being honest.  I don't know anymore than that.  I can only speculate about why this happened.  It is possible that Spike switched places with me, and is now in my world, but somehow I feel like that's not the case, and it's almost like there's a....some kind of magic preventing me from believing that.  It's strange."
 
"And you come from another world, where our world is a story told to children?"
 
>You nod your head, slowly.
 
"Yes.  Pretty much.  Do you have any theories as to why this has happened?"
 
"Not as of yet.  My sister will be informing Twilight Sparkle of her loss in the morning.  We do not wish to upset her further by  having to explain your despicable imposter act these past few weeks.  We will simply tell her you died in the night.  A congenital problem that was not found in time.  As such, you will need to vacate that body.  I am preparing a new one for you in my lab in the old castle basement that will suit your age better.  From now on, you are mine to experiment upon at my leisure.  You will never interact with our little ponies ever again.  Your perverse nature will not allow us to bend on this issue.  Is that clear?"
 
"I suppose so.  None of this is my fault, but instead you are punishing me...because I have a far more developed libido and sexual tastes than the inhabitants of this world?  You intend to experiment on me, and imprison me in solitary confinement the rest of the time?  Or is this revenge because you think I somehow killed Spike so I could take his place?  I don't know how it happened, and I've just been trying to survive, and avoid this very scenario."
 
>Luna was obviously not listening to your speech.  She expected obedience only.  
 
>Well, fuck her.  Fuck this situation! Fuck never hanging out with your new friends again!  FUCK EVERYTHING!
 
>Your anger is quickly boiling over right into wrath.  Your vision is getting fuzzy around the edges, and you feel a massive >build up of power flowing through you.
 
>You start growing at an extremely fast rate.  Soon you tower over the trees.  Strangely, you are still bipedal.  You have wings, >however, unlike Spikezilla.  
 
>You lean down and ROAR in Luna's face.  She is unmoved.
 
>You can barely think, you are so angry.  But beneath the anger is fear and real loss.  You had almost forgotten the pain of it.
 
>You take to the skies.  Luckily it all works instinctually at the moment.  
 
>You hear Luna chanting something, and try to move faster.  
 
>You are too slow.  Icy chains wrap around you and pull you to the forest below.  The crash destroys many trees, and probably >kills quite a few forest critters.
 
>The harder you struggle, the more the chains cut into you.  Maybe if you can chew off your right arm, you can escape this. >Running off to live alone again as a dragon is better than being a prisoner.  You lean down with your new longer neck and try to >take it off at the shoulder with one bite.  
 
>Okay, that's a no go.  You definitely broke a few of your massive teeth trying that.  Try burning the chains off?
 
>You take in a massive breath.  You focus all of your rage and pain into that spark of magic you've come to like so much.  
>It grows, much larger than ever before.  You let it build until it hurts so much you think You'll explode, and then let it out >all at once in a massive torrent of dark green flames.
 
>The chains are blackened, and melted on the surface, but unbroken.  You roar in rage again.  You've damaged yourself more than >the chains.
 
>That took a lot out of you.  You're starting to black out.  You can feel yourself shrinking.
 
>You wake up, strapped down to a cold metal table. You seem to be human again, but look down and still see purple scales, so no.  >You are now a man sized dragon.  Your hands, arms and legs are now much more human-like, although you still have razor sharp >claws and teeth.  You attempt to break a hand free but find the restraints are made of that cold burning chain material.
>'Fuck everything...'
 
"Ah, you are awake.  Good.  You humans must really value your freedom to act so rashly against one much more powerful than yourself.  It did entertain me so..."
 
"I will not be someone's experiment, Luna.  Either let me go, and I'll never return, or kill me."
 
"What dost thou think I meant when I said 'experimentation'?  We wish to learn more about your physiology and psychology to determine what makes you so...how do you say it?  Horny all the time?  We will learn what causes it and whether or not it would be beneficial to our own little ponies.  Our birth rates have slowly but steadily gone down over the past thousand years or so, and my sister and I have never been able to concieve children, despite several centuries of magical experimentation.  The population of colts in particular has steadily declined.  I will get the knowledge I require from you.  Both from your mind, and your body.  Now, release your hemipenes or I will do it for you.  I do have that authority over the old magics."
 
>what.  What the fuck is happening.  This can't be real.  So, does this make you....Luna's new fucktoy now?  
 
>....uh, no.  That sounded way more scientific.  She probably just wants samples for testing.
 
"I apologize, Princess.  I don't seem to be in the mood at the moment.  I'm actually not into being tied down, as far as I'm aware."
 
>You hadn't tried it before.
 
"Ah, sarcasm!  Another amusing trait we discovered in your memories.  I shall force you then."
 
>Luna seemed to say something, but you couldn't hear it.  You just felt it.  And sure enough, there's your junk.  Hard and ready >to go.  What now?
 
"Good.  You are ready.  Now, I will collect the sample.  I have not partaken in a very long time.  Too long to speak of.  This is really quite a convenient arrangement for me.  I cannot stand taking on mortal lovers."  
 
>Okay, your assessment was right.  You are now a fucktoy.  This cannot be real.  Is this a dream?
 
"I'd prefer if I wasn't bound for this, Luna.  Unless I get to tie you up next."
 
"Ha!  I won't have you transforming again and ruining my lab.  Just try give a decent performance.  Stallions are always so quick  to finish."
 
>You couldn't help it.  You had to chuckle at that one.  
 
>Luna climbed up onto the table, turning away from you.  Her magic gripped both of your members and sandwiched them together.  It >was slightly uncomfortable.  She then lowered herself onto you, clearly already hot and ready as both of them slipped into her >vagina.  This was painfully tight at first.  You believed what she said about it being a long time for her.
 
>Slowly her muscles started to relax, as she slid further and further downwards, until she was sitting on your balls.
>You weren't really that happy with Luna at the moment, but you had to admit, but, as you lay there watching her ass bob up and >down on you, you slowly started to feel some of your anger dissipate, despite yourself.  
 
>No, screw her.  If she wants to get fucked, you're going to do it on your terms.  
 
>You focus on your left pointer claw.  It lights up white hot with that mixture of yours and Celestia's magic.  You curl it >inwards, reaching for the icy chain clasp holding your wrist down.  It cuts through like butter.  
>You should have tried this earlier...
 
>Luckily, Luna seems to be intently focused on getting satisfaction.  Good.
 
>You reach over and cut loose your other hand, and then leap forward grabbing her in an inescapable bear hug with one arm, the >other used to grasp her horn, tightly..  
>You are still balls deep.
 
"Now.  If you don't want me to snap off your horn, which I assume you might recover from eventually, we're going to do this my way now."
 
>Using your newly enhanced strength, compared to kid Spike, you lift Luna up by her horn, off of you.  Causing her to moan, in >pain or in pleasure you don't know, or care at the moment.  You take the opportunity to cut your feet loose and stand up.  You >then readjust and prepare for double penetration, which you'd been curious to try for a while now.
 
>You press her back tightly up against you, and press forward.  The tightness is doubled this time.  You squeeze her horn >tighter, and are rewarded as she squeaks and her muscles begin to spasm over you repeatedly.  
 
"Cumming already?  You're a pretty quiet one.  Then again you've had a long time to learn restraint."
 
>You grunt as you readjust so you can reach down and manipulate her clit.  
 
>You begin pounding away, as you find the winking nub, and begin squeezing it between your fingers in quick, light movements.  
 
>Luna screams as your whole lower body seems to become coated in juices.  She begins spasming again, and you pick up your >pace, lowering her so that her front hooves are once again touching the ground so you can go even deeper.  You finish shortly >afterwards, continuing to push until you start going limp, and reluctantly pull out.
 
>Okay, now that your mind is less hazed by lust, this seems like it might backfire on you shortly.  You are still gripping Luna's >horn.  She seems to be taking a lot longer than you to come around.  That's not exactly normal in your experience.  She is still >panting heavily, out of breath.
 
"Luna?"
 
"Wha...?"
 
"Are you okay?"
 
>Suddenly Luna's form begins to fade.  The scene begins to fade.  What's happening?
 
"Spike, Wake up!  Spike, you're going to be late to Rarity's!"
 
>You wake up in the library.  Twilight is hovering over you, making sure you get up before she moves on.
 
"Okay, I'm up.  Thanks for waking me, Twilight.  I had a rough night."
 
"No problem!  Now get going!  I'll see you tonight for the festivities!"
 
"Sure thing. We'll see ya then.  Can't wait..."
 
>you sigh.  Your dream fantasies are getting worse.
 
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"I hope you weren't too bored, Sweetie Belle.  It's just, I really need to get this dream situation under control.  I had hoped those books Twilight gave me would help, but it looks like, once again, they'll be helpful only after someone clues me in on the basics.  I need Princess Luna's help.....I wonder what she's doing today?  You'd think she'd be insulted by this holiday."
 
>You were heading out of the library after a long study session on dream magic.  It had been mostly fruitless.
 
"It's fine, Spike.  While you were busy, I got in some more practice with illusion making.  I just can't seem to make them as real as yours though?  Can we try that again?  Only nothing scary this time, ok?"
 
>Well....what's the worst that could happen?
 
"Sure, okay, Sweetie Belle.  But after that we really need to head back to the shop and get ready for tonight.  It's getting late."
 
"Yessss!  Oooh, I know!  Can you make it seem like we're ocean explorers?"
 
>You can't help smirking slightly.  
 
"No problem!  I know just the thing."
 
>One dual cast illusion spell later.....
 
"What is this thing we're in, Spike?"
 
"It's called a submarine.  This is a tiny one that's just used to study wildlife.  Just look out the front panel.  We're going to see something cool here in a second."
 
>As the both of you watch out the window, shapes start to appear out of the dark waters surrounding you.  
>First, a giant tentacle lashes out and sticks to the window, causing Sweetie Belle to shreik and grab onto you.  
>Then the rest of the giant squid comes into view.  One of it's massive eyes glares at you as it taps on the glass.
>You point to something approaching rapidly from behind the squid.  It's a massive larger than life sperm whale, about to win his >dinner.  
>The squid panics and tries to let go of the submarine and grab the whale.  It's too slow.
>The squid and the submarine are both swallowed whole.  You and Sweetie Belle find yourselves inside the whale's stomach.
>You have just enough time to wave at Gepetto and Pinochio as the illusion ends.
 
"That....was....awesome!" Shout's Sweetie Belle.  "Still terrifying, but awesome!  We've got to try this with my friends along next time!"
 
"Uh, if you think they'd be okay with it.  Sure, I don't see why not?"
 
"Was that a sunken ship inside the whale's stomach?"
 
"Yeah, actually.  It's all fake, so I decided why not make the whale much bigger than a real one?"
 
>You had thought of a few more things, but your limit so far seems to be about two minutes of 'footage'.  You wonder what the >limiting factor is, and how ponies record these things on film...but that's for another time.  You've got to get these dreams >under control before Luna takes matters into her own hands and finds out more about you than would be good for your continued >health.
 
>Speaking of Luna, in the show she appeared in Ponyville for Nightmare Night, and had a lot of problems interacting....your >previous encounter with her was awkward for other reasons, but you could understand her speech for the most part, and she was a >pretty good teacher, in your opinion.
 
>Guess it's just one of those days you'll have to wing it, and hope to get a chance to ask her for a dream magic lesson.
 
"You seem awfully pre-....uh..."
 
"Pre-occupied?"
 
>Sweetie nodded.
 
"Yeah, I'm probably worrying over nothing.  I'll figure out the dream thingie later.  It's future Spike's problem!"
 
>You chuckle at your stupid joke.
 
"Okay, Spike.  Let's go get our costumes, then!  It's almost dark!" she said eagerly.  You want to sigh.  Even though you are technically a kid again, you could never get that much enthusiasm for something like this.
 
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"CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE........."
 
>Yep, you can hear her all the way over here next to the Everfree where the batpony guards are still hanging around.
>Your dragon costume turned out pretty well after all, in your opinion.  Rarity adding the extra eyes on top above your real ones >really made it work.  Rarity had looked pretty cute in her outfit, too, although you couldn't recall the reference.  
>Sweetie made a pretty cute vampire, you guess.  Anyway, back to the matter at hand.
 
"Excuse me, sirs.  Shouldn't you, I don't know, stick with the princess?  Are you not actually bodyguards?"
 
"No, little dragon.  Her bodyguards are with her.  We're just the horsepower for her favorite carriage over there."
 
"Oh.  I guess I missed seeing them, then."
 
"Yes.  You would.  They don't like to be seen, until it is too late."  The batpony produced a very intimidating fanged grin.  
 
>You grin back, innocently.  You really doubt this guy's fangs can compete with teeth and jaws that can crush diamonds like >candy.  
 
"Haha!  They sound pretty cool.  Like ninja ponies!"
 
>The guards laugh at you.
 
"Run along and enjoy your candy, kid.  You're too young to waste time hanging around us."
 
>You make your excuses and head back into town.  Seems quieter, with less Royal Canterlot Voice usage.  For now.
 
>On the way you just manage to spot Twilight in her cute Merlin-esque outfit headed to Fluttershy's cottage with Luna in tow.
>You decide to follow them and attempt to mitigate the coming awkwardness.  It won't be easy.
 
"Hey, wait up!"
 
>you shout as you run as fast as a baby dragon can.  You stop to catch catch your breath as Twilight and Luna look at you,
 
>bemused.  You are all standing outside Fluttershy's front door.
 
>You hadn't been able to spend much time around Fluttershy yet.  She really was quite reclusive, and introverted.  You could
 
>actually respect that.  You were always looking for ways to get time to yourself as well.
 
>Twilight knocks on the front door.
 
"No visitors allowed on Nightmare Night!  Come back tomorrow!"  you hear muffled by the door.  
 
>What a pussy.  Why is she so scared of everything?  Fluttershy's mix of phobias seemed mostly to be social ones, but you wonder
 
>what this fear of Nightmare Night is about.  Halloween was always your favorite holiday, because of how silly and bizarre
 
>everything was.  You really liked pumpkin carving, too.  You wish you'd remembered to do that, but you'd been busy.
>Later you'll have to try out the pumpkin catapults.  You haven't done that since high school...
 
"Fluttershy, it's me, Twilight!"
 
>The door opened shortly afterwards, and Fluttershy fearfully stuck her head out.
 
"Oh, it is you.  And Hello to you too, Spike.  I noticed there have been strange dreams lately.  You've started to enter puberty,
 
haven't you?" she said as she looked away with a faint blush.
 
>Great.  Hopefully Twilight and/or Luna don't make a big deal out of this.
 
"Yes, I assume that's what it's about.  I'm sorry if they disturbed you.  We're going to get it under control soon, but right now
 
there's a more immediate issue to deal with."
 
"Oh, not at all.  They were strange, but nice.  I think there will be a lot more new animal babies this year, thanks to that."
 
>Well, you hadn't considered that.
 
>Twilight looked somewhat like she'd been hit in the face with a large salmon, but recovered quickly enough.
 
"Actually, Fluttershy, although I'd love to hear more about this later, in great detail," She shot you a dirty look here,
 
presumably because you hadn't shared this particular bit of information with her yet, "we're here because I wanted to introduce
 
you to someone that could use your advice.  You remember Princess Luna, right?"
 
>Fluttershy opened the door, fully, saw Luna's disgruntled face, and her eyes widened to a point you didn't think was possible,
 
>even for these ponies' strange eye/head ratio.
 
>At first she started to back away and shut the door, but Twilight put a stop to that.
 
"C'mon, Fluttershy, Princess Luna is a protector of the realm.  You're not in danger, here."  You added helpfully.
 
"Ok..." said Fluttershy in a tiny voice, as she visibly struggled to remain outside the safety of her house and wouldn't look
 
Luna in the eye.
 
"WHAT THE LITTLE WHELP SAYS IS TRUE.  I WOULD NOT HARM ANY OF MY OWN SUBJECTS.  'TIS A SILLY NOTION."
 
>Twilight shot Luna an annoyed look at the volume, as Fluttershy squeaked and flew faster than you thought possible back towards
 
>her door, and presumed safety.  The door slammed shut with Twilight's magic.  Ouch.  That faceplant had to hurt.
 
"Fluttershy, I was hoping that, as a friend, you might help Luna learn.  You do have a way of keeping your voice soft and, er,
 
non intimidating?"
 
"Ok...." Fluttershy said in an even smaller voice.  Luna moved forward, and cleared her throat.
 
"SHALL WE ATTEMPT TO COPY THY VOICE, THEN?  WILL THIS HELP THE MASSES BE LESS FRIGHTENED BY OUR PRESENSE?"
 
"Ok.."  This time Fluttershy's voice came out as a squeak.
 
"I see."  Said Luna.  "It is...hard to break myself of this habit.  Not using the Royal Voice on subjects in the past was a sign
 
of weakness, or intimacy.  It is a very difficult habit to break.  My guards do not seem to mind."
 
>Fluttershy was still shaking and obviously terrified.
 
"Why do you still fear me so, fair Fluttershy?  I am Nightmare Moon, no longer.  I am your Princess.  I and my night's watch
 
guard the night once again.  Hath thou fallen victim to these foul rumors of myself and my bat pony guards feasting on pony flesh
 
and blood?  'Tis naught but lies!"
 
>Luna is beginning to look pretty distraught over this.  You hadn't heard this rumor yet, but it kinda makes sense.
 
>Fluttershy nods her head.  She seems to sense her fear is hurting Luna's feelings, and is seemingly upset by it enough to get
 
>over it, momentarily.
 
"I'm sorry, Princess Luna.  I shouldn't let these things get into my head.  It's just that, it's Nightmare Night, and the legends
 
say that this night in particular is when vampire ponies come out.  I live alone out here near the forest, and I get very worked
 
up over this every year it seems.  I just wasn't expecting you.  A-A-are there any batponies with you?"
 
>You hear a faint chuckle coming from some bushes nearby.  What the fuck?
 
>Fluttershy starts to look fearfully around the area, and suddenly squeaks, and hides behind Luna.
 
>You look over at the bushes more closely and realize one of Luna's 'ninjas' couldn't contain his or herself and is now rolling
 
>on the road laughing at Fluttershy's confession, and antics.
 
>You cross your arms and glare at her.  It's a her.  A very cute mare, actually.  Guess not all royal guards are male.  Or maybe
 
>that's just Celestia's thing.
 
>Luna is also entirely bemused at this situation, and seems particularly uncomfortable with Fluttershy hiding inside her crazy
 
>ethereal star tail.  You've tried up til this point to avoid looking at it, as it started to make you feel vertigo the longer
 
>you looked.  Strange how it didn't bother you like that in your most recent dream.
 
>Don't think about that, please.  God.  Luna is standing right next to you, for fuck's sake.
 
>Luna moves forward towards the guard.
 
"Garnet Hunter, cease your ridiculous behaviour this instant!"
 
>The guard quickly stopped laughing and jumped up to attention in front of the Princess.  Her eyes were an amazingly deep red
 
>color, her coat an almost black. This mare looks like a cheap mary sue OC character.   You hope this isn't proof that you are in
 
>actuality a background character in a horrible fanfiction.  That could be worse than hell.  In any case you never saw any hint
 
>of a character like this in the TV Show.
 
"Apologies, princess!  I have failed in my duties to you and revealed myself unnecessarily!"
 
"Why did you laugh at my friend Fluttershy, here!"
 
"Er.....that's kind of embarassing, Princess!"
 
"I will not ask again."
 
>The mare looks apologetically at Fluttershy, who looks mortified now.  What is this about?
 
"The only place I know of where one could get such ideas about 'vampire ponies'" as she said this she used her wingtips to make
 
'air quotes', "As far as I'm aware, is from cheap romance novels, Your Highness.  I'm sure that's the source of the rumors,
 
anyway.  It's silly."
 
"I see."  Luna smiled.  "That is most interesting to know, Garnet.  I assume you have copies of these novels hidden in your bunk?
 
 May I see them later?"
 
>The mare now looks mortified right along with Fluttershy.
 
>Twilight seems to be getting that familiar expression she gets when she realizes someone has read a book that she has not.  It's
 
>a tough one to describe.  Somehow jealousy, excitement, and mild outrage all rolled into one.
 
"Err, yes, your highness."
 
"I will expect it promptly upon our return to the castle, then.  Return to your post."
 
>'Garnet Hunter' gave Luna a salute and then...seemed to vanish.  You're not sure if that was some trick or actual magic these
 
>Bat Ponies can do.
 
"I apologize for my guards' behavior, Fluttershy.  I'm afraid I have not been a good guest.  And now, I must return to Ponyville.
 
 I must try again to explain to the ponies of Ponyville that they need no longer fear me."
 
"I'm sure it will work, this time, Princess Luna!"  Twilight said, excitedly.  
 
"Er, Princess?" You spoke up, against your better judgement.
 
>At first it looked like Luna may try to just ignore you, but then she turned about and looked down at you with a stern
 
>expression.
 
"Yes, Spike the Dragon?  Speak, before my patience with you runs out.  I am displeased with you, currently."
 
>What is that about?  You pray that this has absolutely nothing to do with last night's nightmare/wet dream.
 
"I was just curious.  You are aware that the tradition of Nightmare Night is about ponies scaring each other for fun, among other
 
things?  It's not really about true fear of Nightmare Moon.  Well, aside from ponies who don't find being scared fun or
 
entertaining?"
 
>You gesture towards Fluttershy, who nods, agreeing with you.  You nod back, reassuringly, thanking her for the support.
 
>Twilight looks like she wants to kick herself.
 
"That's right, Princess!  I can't believe I forgot!"
 
>She looks at the group sheepishly, which is pretty funny and cute considering the hat and the fake beard.
 
"I meant to mention this earlier, but I got so caught up in the whole voice thing..."
 
"Hey, Twilight, that's what you have me for, right?  And why you have me make so many damned lists..."
 
>You mutter that last part under your breath, but Luna seems to have still heard it, as she rolls her eyes at you.
>She then takes on a thoughtful stance.
 
"If this is true, then that ridiculous chicken pony was slanderously inflating my words just to have 'a bit of fun', as they say.
 
 I shall have to punish her for such a slight, especially as she did it during my introductory speech."
 
>She then turns away from you and towards Twilight again.  You've been royally dismissed.  It's an awkward feeling.
 
"Tell me, Twilight Sparkle, does Ponyville have a stockade?"
 
>Twilight looks horrified.  You try to picture Pinkie Pie locked in a stockade.  You always figured in history class that people
 
>locked in stockades in public most likely got raped at some point during the night, if they were there overnight.  Man or woman.
>And now the image of Pinkie Pie in a chicken suit getting raped while locked in stockades will forever be in your memory.  
 
>Great.
 
>Twilight bowed down, with her forelegs sticking out and everything.
 
"No, Princess!  I believe they fell out of use roughly 430 years ago!  And Pinkie Pie is one of my close friends, actually!  
 
Please don't punish her too harshly!"
 
>Luna looked disappointed, but recovered pretty quickly.
 
"Rise, Twilight Sparkle.  Do not worry so much. I shall find an appropriate punishment when the time comes."
 
>Twilight still looked pretty fucking worried.  As did Fluttershy.
 
"Fare thee well, this night, Fluttershy.  I hope that we can meet again under fairer circumstances."
 
>Fluttershy was still standing next to Luna, seemingly still somewhat afraid to leave her side.  She reluctantly stepped away,
 
>and back towards her home.
 
"Thank you, Princess.  It was nice meeting you.  You can come visit anytime.  That is, if you want to."
 
>You're not sure if anyone could hear that except yourself and Luna, it was said so quietly.  Maybe the batpony guards.
 
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>After that, Luna actually got to meet and talk to some of the other ponies in Ponyville.  She got shown around to many of the
 
>games with Applejack.
 
>She got to discuss some of the various costumes with Rarity, who had made a fair number of them herself.
 
>And finally, thanks to your sacrifice of a third of your candy to make a trap for Pinkie Pie, she cornered the Pink mare, in
 
>order to punish her for interrupting a royal speech and causing a near panic.
 
>What?  You wanted to be on her good side, so you offered...
>Twilight watched worriedly.  Unsure of what to do about this situation.
 
>Pinkie had pecked her way towards the enticing pile of candy, just as Nightmare Moon struck;  Pinning her to the ground and
 
>showing off a mouthful of fangs.  
 
"Pinkamena Diane Pie.  Earlier you ran away so we could not be introduced.  I like to know the name of my food before I devour
 
it!"  
 
>Apparently she had decided not to use the Royal Voice for this.  Any ponies overhearing it may actually panic.
 
>Pinkie looked pretty panicked though.  She was certainly sweating.
 
"Aheheheh.  You're just playing a joke with me?  Right Princess?  You know I was just kidding around earlier.  It's fun for the
 
kids!  Yeah, fun....."
 
>Luna's face took on a dark humor to it.  It was actually pretty scary.
 
"I see.  And will you also find it 'fun', when I take a bite out of you?"
 
>Pinkie was really sweating now.
 
>Luna, in her Nightmare form, just opened her mouth, lowering it towards Pinkie Pie's neck.
 
>Pinkie screamed bloody murder.  Seriously your ears will be ringing for hours after that.
 
>Luna reverted back to her 'normal' form, and booped Pinkie on the nose.
 
"Huzzah!  I have fooled you, Pinkamena!  Art though suitably chastised?"
 
"Umm....heheh....yeah, I'm sorry about earlier.  I didn't think it would bother you."
 
"Well, I was....unaware of the nature of tonight's festivities.  I believe I can find it in my heart to forgive you now."
 
>Pinkie suddenly got a big smile on her face.
 
"Alright!  Hey, Princess, I really need your help with something.  All the fillies and colts are about to go leave the annual
 
candy sacrifice at that old Nightmare Moon altar.  You should totally use that illusion again and scare the pants off of them!"
 
"I believe I shall.  But what are pants?"
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>And so, the rest of the night went pretty much like you remembered in the show.  Complete with Little Pipsqueak making friends
 
>with Luna afterwards.  It's weird how things ended up almost the same.  You also got to hang out a bit with Sweetie Belle and
 
>her friends, as you were in the group that got surprised over at the statue.  You're a little disappointed at how few ponies
 
>commented on your costume, though.  You thought it was funny.  A dragon dressing up as a dragon.
 
>You took your chance to talk to Luna as she was heading back towards where she left her carriage.  
 
"Princess Luna?  I hate to bother you with this, especially as you seem to be in a good mood now.  But I need help learning how
 
this whole dream thing works.  Just some basics, is all.  A few pointers, maybe?"
 
>Luna looked surprised to see you following her.  And then annoyed.  What are you, invisible?  Is this the curse of being Spike?
 
"Little whelp.  No.  Spike the Dragon.  I appreciate yours' and Twilight Sparkles' help this night.  And that of your friends.  
 
But as I have spoken previously, I am displeased with you, personally."  
 
"And why is that?  I am not understanding something here."
 
"Your levels of lust are unnatural, and I have been having to deal with the fallout so far.  It is trying work.  My sister
 
assured me your primary draconic energy source up until now was Greed.  It has recently switched over to Lust.  This is rare,
 
though possible among maturing young dragons.  If it is not curtailed, soon I fear you will enter a massive growth cycle.  You
 
need more than just help with your dreams, Spike the Dragon.  You need to curtail and control this sexual energy, or it will
 
consume you, and control you instead."
 
>Okay, you really didn't like the sound of that.  Not at all.  If greed could turn Spike into Spikezilla, and cause him to
 
>pillage whatever he wanted for his horde, including Rarity, what would Lust do?  One other thing about this bothered you.  It
 
>couldn't be a coincidence.  The Seven.  You had a lot of reading to do when you got back to the library.
 
"I see.  What do I need to do?"
 
"You need to recieve lessons from Princess Mi Amore Cadenza on love magic.  Together, she and your Twilight Sparkle will be able
 
to come up with several solutions to help you.  Until then, I am left to police your dreams.  You have been repressing everything
 
and it all ends up there.  Which is a great deal extra work for myself.  If I taught you how to curtail your dreams on top of
 
this, the repression would start to do real damage to your mind.  I will not teach you until after you have dealt with the real
 
issue here.  It is too dangerous."
 
"I see.  I think I understand.  Thank you for telling me about all this.  I hope you haven't been too disgusted with anything you
 
may or may not have seen in my dreams so far.  I know I was a couple of times."
 
>Luna took on an exasperated look.
 
"Why does everypony assume that We spy on their dreams constantly?  Spike, I have not spied on you.  If somepony is in trouble in
 
their dreams and there is a chance I may be.....violating their privacy?  Then I do not go, personally.  I create a copy of
 
myself which goes to help instead, and fades when the dream fades.  It is not a difficult technique for somepony of my unique
 
abilities.  You may have interacted with one of these clones at some point.  Or not."
 
>Oh.  So, it was possible last night's dream there really was a copy of Luna there with you.  But still, would it have reacted in
 
>such a way if that were really the case?  Luna seems to have quite the system of plausible deniability going on here.  You
 
>almost suspect she is lying to your face.  But she hasn't confronted you about being a human in Spike's body yet, so you don't
 
>think she is.
 
"But that first time you came to teach me the claw channeling trick..."  You trailed off.  You're pretty sure you are blushing.
 
"Ahem.  Yes.  I did personally come to your dream that time.  I was not expecting it.  I feel that you should apologize to poor
 
Applejack.  Your power reached out to her in particular.  It is really quite a bizarre new set of circumstances We have not
 
experienced before.  And that is saying something for ones as long lived as We are."
 
>You thought for a moment that Luna had blushed, but it vanished so quickly it may have been your imagination.
 
"You're right, of course.  I will apologize to her." You had to gulp.  You were going to get kicked.  You just knew it.
 
>And wait a minute.....Cadance?  Okay, that's going to really be awkward.
 
"So....How soon can Cadance come to help out?"
 
>Luna raises an eyebrow at the familiarity.
 
"She used to be Twilight's 'foalsitter'."
 
"Oh?  We had not heard.  Princess 'Cadence' will be arriving one week from now.  She is a very busy mare, however, and will only
 
be available to help for three days."  
 
>She leaned down to look at you sternly.
 
"Make good use of them by doing lots of study beforehand.  I will send Twilight Sparkle a letter detailing the upcoming tasks."
 
>You resist the urge to groan.  
 
"Ah, Thank you, Princess Luna.  If you could, can you also send a copy of that 'romance novel' with the letter?  I'm certain that
 
Twilight was just too shy to ask and clearly wanted a copy, or to at least know the title so she could go find it.  She's a bit
 
obsessed with reading every book, ever."
 
>Luna smiled, seemingly remembering the incident that brought up that particular book.
 
"Yes, I shall do that.  She and I share this particular obsession, in truth.  Fare thee well, Spike."
 
"Fare thee well, Princess Luna."
 
>You watch as she flies off on her chariot into the cloudbank.  
 
......
 
>You are suddenly hit with a massive electrical shock.  You hear laughter overhead.
 
"I'll get you back for this, Rainbow Dash!"
 
"Ha ha ha haah!  I'd like to see you try!  And what's this about Applejack?  She has been acting weird lately.  What did you do
 
to her?!  Huh?"
 
>You gulped again.  Uh oh.
 
"Uh....how much of that conversation did you overhear?"
 
>Dash was still resting on her little black raincloud.  Glaring down at you suspiciously.
 
"I'm not telling."  She said, beligerently.  "I was asked by Twilight to come and find you and bring you home.  But now, I'm not
 
doin' nothin' until you spill the beans!"
 
>Great.  Just Great.
 
"I've been causing some nightmares and strange dreams around town lately.  Apparently it's an inherent ability Dragons grow into,
 
and I'm entering a growth phase.  You know, like puberty?  That's what Luna was talking about."
 
"That's Princess Luna to you, squirt!  And...wait, hang on!  That was you?  Spike, you caused like...half the mares in town to go
 
into heat for like...two days!  What the heck were you doing?"
 
"Uh....dreaming?  I don't remember much of it though." you lied.  "Princess Luna is sending a teacher to help me get it under
 
control."
 
"Well, okay.  I guess that explains it.  Still, you'd better apologize to AJ first thing in the morning.  She was really upset
 
over whatever you did."
 
"Yes ma'am.  I will do it first thing tomorrow."
 
"Ok then, kiddo  Hop on.  And hold on tight.  Let's get you home."
 
>You carefully grab onto Rainbow Dash's back and haul yourself up.
 
"Hey, now, watch the costume!  I worked hard on this thing."
 
>It was pretty sweet.  Shadow Dash, the Shadowbolt.
 
"It's fine, see?  No rips."
 
>Seemingly satisfied after a cursory examination, she takes off.  You really weren't ready for this.  This is some wild ride.
>You'd been on a few roller coasters before, and they didn't even come close to this.  The speed, the acceleration, and watching
 
>the world below just fade away was amazing.  Never, in all your life, did you imagine you would one day fly like this.  
 
"Yaahooo!"  You shouted.  
 
>Why hadn't you asked to do this before?  And to think, eventually you may get your own wings!  This is incredible.....
>As you come in for a landing, Dash seems very pleased with herself, as you shake her hoof and thank her for the ride.
 
"We have to do that again sometime!  And maybe when my own wings grow in, you can teach me?"
 
>She seems to be getting a big head now.  You really don't care at the moment.  That was awesome!
 
"We'll have to see about that, little guy!  Right now it's way past your bedtime.  Better hurry inside.  And I'll see you bright
 
and early in the morning, remember!"
 
>Oh yeah, right.  Way to kill the mood, Rainbow Dash.
 
"Right.  I'll be ready."
 
>You go in and collapse.  Twilight is already asleep at her desk, apparently in the middle of writing something.  She's still
 
>wearing that Starswirl the Bearded outfit.  You chuckle to yourself as you fall asleep.
 
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