Thirty Minute Pony Stories

As Spike took out the trash for Rarity this week he couldn’t help himself but wonder what was in that peculiar shaped box. Normally the paper boxes he took out were all, at least to an extent, white and oval or heart shaped. But this one was a standard brown, and square. He didn’t make a fuss about it though and instead just did what he was told to do. Once Rarity thanked him using the surname he oh-so loved, “Spikey-Wikey”, she went back into her pavillion. Spike then quickly took the box out of the bin and opened it, sending a wave of dust towards him, making him cough. He  tried to suppress it, but it only made the matter worse as Rarity peeked out of her door, wondering if he got sick all of the sudden. The dust had soon settled and Rarity had finally a clear view on what was going on. Spike was holding something, something she hoped to actually never see again. She galloped out of under her porch and ran towards Spike, taking the object out of his small claws and quickly stuffing it back into the Box.  Spike sensed that he no longer had the dress and now used both his hands to rub his eyes as the dust had stopped him from seeing anything. After a few moments he blinked a few times and looked up to Rarity who seemed to be a bit flustered. He laughed shyly and grinned sheepishly before taking a more responsible attitude, “Sorry… I was just really curious.” He hoped Rarity was not too mad about him. Her smile convinced him of the opposite.

Rarity chuckled and looked towards him, but still keeping the Box from his reach. “Thank you for fishing it out of the trash for me, it’s something that I… hold dear.” She would then just tap his head slightly and walk back inside, closing the door behind her. Spike who was now even more interested into what she was doing, spied trough the window which she left slightly open. He would see her unfolding and folding back together, a wedding dress. But it did not seem to be done, a few parts were still missing. He blinked and stepped away from the window, frowning slightly on to why she did not want him to see it, he quickly forgot about it though and remembered that he promised Twilight earlier to be back as soon as possible to help her clean up.

Norse Pony’s comments: Welcome to TMP, Neikos! An interesting story which leaves many questions unanswered. I like the direction you took with this. I hope to see more from you soon. :)