And here viewers dear, is a macro fic I wrote earlier this month, my first writing commission, done for  Vanilla_Beam even if this stuff is not your thing, I hope you can enjoy it anyways, and if anyone here wants a fic, I'm more than happy to take your commission, I could certainly use some extra cash. I may not be too into macro fics, but I enjoyed writing it out, enjoy!

Also disclaimer, I don't own My Little Pony, Spike or Starlight Glimmer, Hasbro however does.

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It was a bright day in Ponyville, and not because the entire populace became geniuses overnight, hell no…crazy as ever they were.
What was happening though, was something that would either traumatize poor Spike for life, or do something…well, something else, I dunno, what am I the writer?
…Oh wait; I am the writer aren’t I? *Ducks under arrow* Alright already?! Geez, it hasn’t even been one page yet! I’m going back to narration dammit! START OVER!

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Ponyville, not the biggest, or the best town in all Equestria, but it was a nice town…full of often weird and kinda crazy ponies, but still, a very nice town.
The residents were going about their day-to-day activities, unaware of what was about to happen, especially since it wasn’t going to happen anywhere near them.
Near Ponyville there was a large castle, belonging to an Alicorn named Twilight Sparkle (who totally is NOT a vampire), who often worked with her friends Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity and Pinkie Pie to either indulge in shenanigans, or go fight baddies in the name of friendship…and because those mean motherfuckers wanted to conquer/kill everything, or just, you know, be colossal jerks to everyone.
The owner however, was not present, as she and most of her friends were currently out, on their way to the Crystal Empire to help solve some problems on short notice, the notice however was so short she needed somepony to watch the castle in case someone came to invade it (like last week, when the Flim Flam Brothers attempted to claim it was actually their property and steal it so they could make a luxury resort).
And as a show of trust, Twilight Sparkle left her former enemy Starlight Glimmer watch over the castle, which was fine for the unicorn since she wanted to brush up on her magic today anyways, she wasn’t alone though.
Spike was there too, in the library reading the recently released “Power Ponies Rebirth” and was currently wondering just why in the hay did they introduce Doctor Manehattan into their new status quo.
Starlight however, was on the other side of the library and didn’t care about this, right now she was in the middle of doing some research on what kind of magic spell to use…and due to her being dissatisfied with the chairs in the library, she’d earlier stalked off to Twilight’s bedroom (and the several guest rooms scattered throughout the castle) and ‘borrowed’ every single mattress, she pushed tables and chairs out of the way, then arranged them all into a large, soft ‘cushion throne’ that she was currently laying down on, and not minding the fact she was already sitting on an impromptu seat about three times taller than Big Macintosh.
Her magic unicorn horn was flipping through pages and she wasn’t too pleased with the assortment of spells it had to offer, assortment a phrase that here means ‘A dissatisfying collecton of spells that did not interest her much at all.’
“Ugh!” She grumbled, tossing the book aside, and right into an empty slot on the book shelf “Oh you lousy thing! Away with you!”
She crossed her…arms? Yeah, let’s go with arms, and scowled again “Oh this is no good at all! Why the hay does this library have so many mind control books?!
“I mean I’ve tried those before, they NEVER work!”
She focused her magic, gingerly tugging a book right out of the shelf and floating it over to her, perhaps this could yield something for her.
“Let’s see…Juggernaut Summoning? Oh hay no, that guy is weird…Spanish Fly? That’s even worse.”
She flipped to another section of it. “Kringelfication, what even IS Kringelfication? Otaku summoning is just stupid, Red hot Chili’s nothing more than a recipe, and just how can ‘Sensational Super Pants’ count as a spell anyways?!”
She was about to set it back, and hope the book next to it was actually worth using as a paperweight, since it was after all made by the Flim-Flam Brothers, when her eyes happened to look over another spell that may hold the key to the question ‘What the hay was Starlight Glimmer gonna do today, aside from using magic to gaze at Big Macintosh taking a shower.’
“That’s it! Just the spell I need to brush up on! I’m a genius!”
She turned back her head and laughed triumphantly, which went completely unnoticed by Spike as he geeked out over the return of Whinny West, whose absence from the last reboot dissatisfied him (even though he got to see Radiance in painted on pants). This was not a sinister laughter, but rather something she let out because she was very, very glad to finally find something to do.
Of course, if she noticed the acidy goat-thingy over in the library earlier, she might not have been laughing quite so hard, and instead admire the cunning and unusual genius this guy had in his trick.

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Spike had to admit, he had no idea just who the hay made this place…
“But they really loved rooms.”
He was standing over in a parlor somewhere in the castle; it was a cozy little spot with some nice chairs with huge cushions, a finely carved oak end table, and an ornate book shelf.
“Well it was made back in a time where royalty’s favorite pastime was building huge castles for no reason whatsoever” Starlight Glimmer added, thinking out how to prepare the shrinking spell. She stood about five feet away from Spike on a rug made from a timber-wolf’s pelt.
Spike was standing in front of her, by the table. His tail rubbed itself on it, and ducked itself underneath the edge of the wooden shelve “So Starlight, what did you have in mind? I didn’t think you were into comic books.”
“Well when your only experience with them is ‘Mareville’ you would stay so clear of comics you wouldn’t even touch one with magic.”
Spike chortled, pulling out his rolled up comic book and waving it at Starlight, a teasing smile rising up on his face “Oh Starlight, Bill Jemas wants to spe-”
“BACK! BACK FOUL THING!” The unicorn howled as she dropped her floating book and pointed her horn right at the comic, smoke beginning to rise from it.
The young drake’s smile fell, realizing she was truly traumatized by reading the single worst comic he’d ever read.
And unless he did something fast, she was gonna burn his comic to atoms, which he paid a heavy price to get a week in advance…he really hoped Twilight wouldn’t make the connection between the missing food, and why the Flim Flam Brothers were having a picnic outside the castle.
As Spike was about to say something else, thoughts were further away than he’d imagined and didn’t have time for his mouth to devise words of encouragement, so as his eyes slipped down he happened to notice…the open spellbook, and the page was open to one on ‘Shrinking.’
Now Spike himself was open to a lot of things…including stuff he’d never tried, and was beginning to wonder, exactly why did she have shrinking on the mind?
“Uhhh, did you need help starting a flea circus?”
Starlight was confused, as her timid virgin (I think) brain had never heard of such alien matters as a circus where the performers were too small to properly see “Flea circus? No, nothing of the sort, I have no need for…whatever that is.”
The magic dragon was a bit confused, who wouldn’t be when dealing with a previously malignant ex-villainess? “Well what else would you use shrinking for? I mean aside from, uh…crap, I don’t have anything.”
Starlight Glimmer, now well over her trauma picked up the book again “Shrinking spells? Oh heavens no, I wasn’t planning on that, the page must have slipped.
“Actually Spike, I was hoping you could help me with this other spell here” the book’s pages softly flipped over to another.
“Transformation?”
“Of course, I used to use this all the time. Well, until I found out how to remove Cutie Marks, and I found a new hobby…but that’s not important.”
The dragon stood straight and attempted to put up a confident front, because if he wanted to impress Rarity, he needed to look strong in front of just about anything.
“Well if you want to turn me into gold, you can go ahead and try, I’ve been made into it before!”
Starlight Glimmer grew alarmed at Spike’s suicidal tendencies “Oh Celestia no! You’d die instantly!”
“What, you ever see a gold dragon before?” Spike grinned, attempting to flex his muscles.
She blinked “Wow, uncanny…you wouldn’t be a psychic would you?
“I did once try that…you know, the old story of Count Midas did nothing to state exactly how much getting turned into gold sucks.”
Starlight shifted and was hoping Spike wouldn’t be afraid now “Look, to be honest, I just wanted to put a coat on, then stand still as I turned it into something a bit more…oh hay, what was that word?”
“Sexy?”
“Sexy?...Well I suppose it could, I don’t know what that means anyways.
“Look, sorry to ask this Spike but I’d sort of…like to have company this time, when I practice this, if you don’t want to be part of this, I’d understand. Though I doubt those two fishy looking stallions down there’d want-”
Spike shook his head “Don’t worry your tail about it, I’ll help…now where’s the coat?”
“I…didn’t get one. Sorry, none of the jackets in here were made for dragons.”
“Oh believe me, you didn’t search everything…”

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SPIKE, BE THE PONY
Spike has no time to be the pony, and we don’t have the time to go through a Homestuck parody, so no, he won’t be the pony.
Anyways, Spike had gone to his room and gotten an old coat, which to us would look like it was made in the eighties but to ponies was…also made in the eighties, it was brown and had the image of a ‘cool’ dragon in ridiculously large sunglasses.
He stood atop the table, and stood at a pose as if Rarity wanted him to turn on the catwalk.
“Okay Starlight, let her rip!”
The Unicorn proceeded to take careful aim at Spike’s back “Now you’re sure you want to do this? C-could you at least stand a bit straighter? I don’t want to miss.”
Spike snickered and put out an air of confidence “I laugh at danger!”
“That’s what I’m afraid of…okay, hang on a minute.”
Focusing her magical might, she proceeded to send out a short, green colored ball of light, drifting rapidly through the air it hit Spike’s jacket and turned it into what can only be described as a ‘Technicolor Dream coat’.
That’s what Starlight saw anyways.
In a matter of seconds, young master Spike found himself covered by a gargantuan, formless blob of fabric, and beneath him, a wide, solid floor made of pure oak, with some kind of coating to it that smelled…like wax?
“So what do you think?” A female voice he immediately realized was Starlight’s said, it soon became clear to Spike what had happened, somehow she got the spells mixed up and shrank him. He was gonna have to give her some of his mind…until someone gave it for him.
“Oh sweet!” another voice that clearly sounded exactly like him spoke out, “This looks amazing! Oh man, Rarity’s gonna freak when she sees it…I’ll be back in a couple hours!”
“Well it’ll go off in about five, I hope anyways.”
“Hope shmope! I’m gonna be awesome!”
Spike the mini-dragon, reaching through the fabric, began to reach at the coat, trying to pull it away, he could hear something walking around him…how couldn’t he? It was loud and thundering, like a whole herd of elephants at a convention.
‘Jeez, I thought cotton was soft and light’ the tiny dragon groaned, he’d never in his life have thought otherwise, I mean it was cotton after all. Here he was though, the assistant of Princess Twilight Sparkle, who’d gone on adventures and even saved numerous lives…now struggling for his life underneath a massive coat, because SOMEPONY forgot what kind of spell she was using and now against any rational odds she turned him into a teeny tiny fly!
Spike’s claws gripped into it harder and harder, his determination to get out of this overriding his own confusion, yanking faster and faster like a chugging locomotive (in fact he could have almost sworn he heard a train whistle tooting as he kept pulling).
The baby dragon ended up winning against his potentially uncool jacket only to be rewarded with…the sight of Starlight walking right out of the parlor, closing the door right behind her...but the sight he’d seen ran a chill down his little dragon spine.
Life from a tiny perspective was exciting and scary at the same time, the same pony he’d just spoken to looked less like a unicorn from where he saw…she looked more like some sort of elephantine giant, a magnificent, noble beast whose bulk moved through the air naturally and gracefully, as if it dominated all around it.
But unlike most giant noble beasts (Godzilla), Starlight Glimmer did know how to close doors, and that’s how Spike was trapped in this room as a lousy insect.
He blinked, his organic computer otherwise known as a brain worked overtime, trying to wrack just how Starlight Glimmer, one of the most talented and promising magic wielding equines on the planet (excluding Alicorns, some unicorns, and Alan Mare, because frankly nopony could figure out exactly WHAT he was) somehow mistook a shrinking spell for something completely different.
“Drat! I’ve got nothing…seriously, I’d give most my sapphires, for just a brief, simple answer!”
“Be careful what you wish for, my little walking lighter” a mirthful yet devious and all too familiar voice rang out “You know, that padlock on your chest-” it stopped a second and Spike heard an earsplitting crunch “-I honestly haven’t seen a cheaper lock since Queen Sunbutt herself tried to hide any fluffy, tasty confections. The look on her face was PRICELESS!”
The air itself began to become some clear, smoky…smoke thing, and the little dragon could do not but stare towards the love child of a goat and an acid trip, the master of disaster, the weirdest looking motherhubbard in all of Equestria, as he burst right through the smoke, taking on solid form, there stood Discord the…whatever the hell he is, atop thin air itself, twisting and curving like a Chinese dragon.
“And I must admit, her cake was delicious.”
“Discord!”
The eldritch prankster cackled at the acknowledgement of his own name “Careful there Spikers, my illustrious name just got trademarked.”
Spike’s temper began to flare out as he quickly realized what was happening.
“Did you make Starlight get the spells mixed up?!”
“Oh why my dear drake, why would you assume such a thing? I wouldn’t trick her into thinking the shrinking spell was the transmuting one, and I certainly wouldn’t make her believe you had in fact gone off with the coat that dreams are made of, and I definitely did place a wide and bewildering assortment of cameras all over the castle to watch you fumble around like a one legged timberwolf.”
“You did do iiiiiii…what cameras?”
Discord snapped his fingers, and in a nanosecond, the dragonequ…the Q or whatever, he was sitting on a little floating director’s chair, with a scarf a beret…and a bullhorn as big as Spike. “ACTION! Come on ‘ol Spike! Give the crowd what it wants! Work it baby!”
The purple and green, Twilight hatched dragon had seen plenty of weird stuff before, wolfs made of wood, Discord…being himself, a centaur from hell, and a bunch of other crap…this however just plain confused him “What?”
“Well you gotta work it boy! After all, people are really into this macro stuff you know, I just had to get on the bandwagon. You are going to be the star of my new movie ‘Big Castle, Tiny Dragon’ with me as the director, producer and flankkicker of an unscripted macro film…any thoughts?”
The only thoughts Spike had right then would be perfect for R rated movies.
“Ouch! Oooh, now that’s just mean” Discord shook his head “Didn’t your mommy ever teach you it’s rude to swear to cosmic pranksters?”
No, but that didn’t stop me…now quit breaking the fourth wall dummy!
“Whatever turns you on” Discord totally did not say to the writer, turning back to Spike.
“Now then, before I go off to my poker game with the Joker, Deadpool and Count Olaf, allow me to get the ball spinning!”
A nova of pure light burst forth from Discord and in an instant, dragon and reality defying goat were gone in an instant.

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Instantaneous teleportation being the fastest way around a magical castle, Spike’s eyes opened up after what seemed like he stared at the inside for a tanning machine for multiple hours with absolutely no eye protection.
Spike was at the beginning of one of the castle’s numerous corridors, laden with more pillars than you’d ever see in a pyramid (none) all in a row, giving the hall more of a Roman-Greco feel to it, or the local equivalent. Standing at the end of a long ass carpet-rug, and by the lights of the torches scattered around he could see Starlight Jenn- OH DAMN! I mean, Starlight Glimmer clop…oh hell, I mean stomping down the hallway and trying to head back to the library and find some other book to read with presumably even crazier magic.
Discord, now at about Spike’s size, appeared shortly after Spike was placed at…the starting line! DUNDUNDUN!
“Starlight!” Spike yelled out, trying to get his friend to get over there and save his tail “Over here! Dragon in distress! Cosmic goat harassment! Help!”
“Oh do quit that voice” Discord muttered “It’s like watching Uwe Boll’s films, it’s so unhilarious I caught Uwebolla from ten minutes of one.
“If getting back to something other than being a fly sized gecko is truly your desire, I insist you go and run up to her, she’ll take you back.”
“How?”
“Do the math boy dragon! It’ll be PRICELESS!” Discord chuckled again and vanished, leaving behind a little sign labeled “So long kiddo!”
Spike was left again to his own devices, and had to figure out just how to get out of this “Okay, well I wish I’d went in that Pegasus triathlon after all. I mean it wouldn’t be fair, I’d totally smoke anyone in the race…”
Says the guy with no wings.
“But now I’ll prove it!” And Spike set out on his journey.
It had never occurred to Spike that the floor was as smooth as it was. Now like the magic crystals spread about the walls, he knew full well these things were smooth themselves, but until he was fly sized it had never sank in on what the floor really was, when you were this teeny.
It was like he stood atop an endless ocean of purple ice, not completely smooth, as anyone who’s seen the waves of a frozen beach may tell you, but he still had difficulty taking it in. The nearby carpet seemed to Spike as if it were a well groomed field of grass.
Wandering through this field of crystal, the drake began to realize that he may have overestimated his ability to run, because even if it really would take just a couple dozen steps to go down that particular hallway, and also even more to go up the staircase at the end of it. So as you can guess, poor Spike felt like he really was walking across the ocean, but after what seemed like a day, he made it to the feet of the stairs.
Spike’s scales paled as he realized he’d have to scale them, something he’d see as personally being not unlike climbing some tall, needlessly steep mountain, and unfortunately for him, he didn’t have the foresight to find a tiny piece of rope…not that it’d have helped right now.
And at the top of the stairs, Starlight Glimmer was doing something that soon would lead to trouble to our little Spiky.

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As the unicorn made it to the top of the stairway, Starlight happened to notice a box of gumdrops, absolutely unopened and (unbeknownst to her) placed by Discord to try and make this more of a challenge.
Her horse tongue slobbered around her chops, lunch was a long time ago and she needed something to eat.
“Come on little tasty subjects, Princess Starlight needs a snack” she chuckled as the box rose off the ground towards her jaws…

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Spike would call himself a badass now, because you know he would but also because he was actually doing a better job than he had thought of scaling the stairs, and also revealing a patience he never thought he had.
All he had to do mostly was just leap on up to a part of the steps, try to hoist his scaled butt up, and when he finally did, make his way up to the next level.
While this reminded him way too much of a game called Catherine, even if it had nothing to do with an afro’d fertility goddess, and even less to do with sheep.
“Jeez, why couldn’t Twilight *grunt* have…I dunno, made tiny stepladders? I mean what if *groan* we had Breezie guests?”
In Spike’s frustration and ignorance (or vice versa) he totally disregarded the fact that the Breezies made up for their lack of height with wings, but when someone is scaling a mountain of stairs no thanks to the cosmic goat, who wouldn’t be upset?
The young dragon’s determination to get back to normal side, and then demand a restraining order was immense, and nothing could stop him now, and as he reached up towards the next level closer to Nirvana (ENTERTAIN US!) he did not realize Discord’s next trick was inbound, whether he liked it or not.

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Starlight Glimmer chowed down on the gumdrops with joy, her eyes closed as she envisioned just what these flavors must have looked like, succulent strawberries, bombastic bananas and all manner of goodies. She hadn’t had gumdrops for quite some time now, and she’d forgotten their lovely taste…her only real gripe being she’d forgotten how sticky they are to her teeth.
So as she attempted to use magic to also pick her teeth, Discord suddenly appeared behind her, his wall breaking gaze looking at the readers.
“Well kiddos, time to raise the stakes, and don’t forget, don’t do this at home unless you want to be slapped, and especially not on your momma.”
Discord reached his hand back, carefully gauged his force and aim…and then swung it down and gave a great hard slap right to Starlight Glimmer’s baflankadank…which is another word for butt.
“Ahhhh!” She shrieked out, her concentration broke for one very crucial moment, while she was glad she didn’t pull out a tooth, the box of gumdrops flew right out of her grasp and flew down the stairs.

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Spike could see Starlight a little from where he was, just thirteen steps to climb up, a small ways to go and he’d be back to normal size…then he heard the scream from above one so extremely loud it boomed throughout the whole room and he could have swore his ears started writing a will. But as he wondered just what was going on, he heard this song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0hL1m4hGBVY and knew immediately Discord was involved.
Spike’s teeny eyes looked up and in an instant he saw something that made a nervous lump form as fluid pushed down his throat.
A normal sized Spike would have seen just a bunch of gumdrops rolling and tumbling down the stairs, but as the epic music kept playing, he couldn’t see sweets, all he could see were… A BUNCH OF CLOPPING BOULDERS!
Now a rational person would try to head to the edge of the stairs and hug the wall as the gumdrops wouldn’t have hit him. But as this is Spike we’re talking about, this thought didn’t occur to him.
The purple dragon leapt out of the way of a sparkly rocket of impending squishiness.
“Yow!” He yelled out, a purple gumdrop hurtling towards him, quickly rolling and narrowly avoiding another hit.
The dragon just got up to his feet, ready to try another round of dodge the boulder, when the game beat him. An emerald colored apple gumdrop landing right on his head and pinning him right to the ground.
Spike’s panicked mind was silenced when despite what he assumed would bring about a candy based death, he was alive. Don’t get him wrong, it hurt, and currently a sizable weight was holding him down, but being smashed down by a gumdrop was actually kinda fun to say the least, all soft and squishy and sooo tasty looking.
Spike realized that not all of his jaw was shoved beneath the sugary treat, he opened up his mouth and took the biggest bite he could with it.
He’d had gumdrops before, but never one this huge, his tongue was overloaded in sweetness, his mind racing to find any kind of answer at all, it was like his body had lost all weight and began to float through the air.
It was several seconds before Spike realized he WAS floating through the air.
His eyes noticed a purplish glow was on the gumdrop and a very careful look down lead him to realize that his salvation had come. Unlike some ponies, Starlight had no problem eating stuff from the floor, and she was happily levitating them up to her, which lead Spike to realize that this was all going to end, he’d be his normal size soon and then he could plan on putting a hundred stink bombs wherever Discord called home.
Like it was that easy.
Because as he started drifting closer and closer to the orbit of Starlight’s horn, the other gumdrops may have floated around her, but Spike’s drifted past like a surprisingly slow meteor.
No doubt Discord had tricked her into seeing one less gumdrop, and now he was floating elsewhere, this merry go round was not going to end anytime soon, and he had to figure out what to do.
His magic balloon might not last for too longer, so he had to think of something pretty quick, otherwise Spike was going to hope his scales were a lot tougher than he thought. Especially since he could smell Starlight’s breath, it was warm and windy and for this Spike was glad he couldn’t turn his head at the moment, for seeing the dark void that was her mouth might have swallowed him up.
But as the shadows of the day indicated four o’ clock, his little eyes kept rolling around as little as he could and noticed he was floating between a pair of doors, very familiar doors. Seems Starlight had moved and his new residence wouldn’t be her digestive fluids.
The little dragon’s mind whirred, buzzed and puzzled until it dawned on him he was right back in one of the castle’s libraries, and if he remembered the library right he might just be able to make a safe landing.
Earlier today Twilight had an awful lot of books on botany removed from the shelves, mostly so she could try to study a certain area of botany that involved some sort of living apple tree that endangered the local Timber Wolf population…why she’d want to try and save those SCARY, SCARY monsters is anyone’s guess but what did Spike know?
He remembered also that she had told him earlier to pick the books up, and left shortly afterwards…which was when the mail arrived, he obtained Power Ponies Rebirth, and then read and reread read it over and over and over for several hours.
And luckily for him, his procrastination paid off, if the positioning of the door was right, he would be floating over the table it was on shortly.
Said table was looming nearby, Spike was sure of it too, so carefully placing one of his claws on the gumdrop, he gripped it good and tight, pushing against the giant floating snack and looking downward.
Sure enough, there it was the table he was looking for. It was fairly close to the door, and Spike could tell by the shadow alone that his massive stack of books was still there, waiting to get him out of trouble, so all he had to do was time his drop right and he would be safe in no time.
What he didn’t realize were two things, one, in shifting his weight like this he’d weakened the hold he had with his jaw, and unless he held on tight he would definitely fall, and two, while he was looking at the ground, he didn’t notice that the gumdrop was floating lower than the top of the stack, so when he reached the tall timbers of paper, ink and hard covers, he wouldn’t so much touchdown as he would hit.
Which was why he felt like a fly on the wall right about now.
Spike smacked against the wall of paper and…well read the above, like a slow moving pigeon, thus eliminating the one benefit a bird gets if it splats on a wall, they tend to stick.
In surprise, he let go “Oh no!” He screamed out as he looked at the ground, at this point most people would have their life magically appear right in front of their eyes, but Spike may not have been the smartest, but he could see an easy way to escape.
Reaching out like a mongoose when its serpentine enemy is before it, Spike grabbed onto one of the handhold like pages in a book entitled “Apples and you: How to keep baring fruit” and gripped on as tight as he could.
Luckily enough, his grip held, and now he was safe, provided he was careful in lowering himself to the ground, then he could try to run out of the library and get over to Starlight and get back to being a full sized baby dragon.
Spike felt like he was performing one of the most dangerous parts about climbing a mountain, this being the descent, for while going up a huge mountain is arduous a task by itself, at least with that you can see where you’re going and look right ahead, and not see the long, long drop.
When traversing down a mountain however, you generally have to go down with about the same way you came up, save with your head looking back to keep an eye on where you place your feet, as a result your odds of slipping may or may not increase.
And all of this were things Spike was really trying not to think about as he continued his journey down the stack of books, since Starlight probably wouldn’t be entering this room he figured risking himself at the top was a bad idea, but after he only had a fourth of the pile left to descend from, his true mistake was revealed.
Spike heard Starlight humming and turned, in all hindsight he probably should have expected something like this to happen, Starlight enjoyed magic about as much as Twilight Sparkle did, so naturally she’d want to try and head to a library while spending time at home.
And luckily for him, one of the several smaller libraries in the castle was the one her flank was gonna be occupying.
Starlight was trotting inside and the gumdrops were orbiting her head like meteors, turning and gracefully spinning through the air.
He also noticed she was grumbling over the spellbook she had floating in front of her. The giantess seemed to be very focused on it, and upset.
“Oh this is crap!” She hissed “How, just how could this be so unbearably difficult to read?! It’s just the index.” Her voice was loud, huge and booming, more than he’d realized earlier, her hoofsteps themselves sounded booming and loud, like a Trotyo monster film, though he doubted she breathed fire and went “Skrreeeeeeeonk!” Still, her voice reverberated through his eardrums, and he couldn’t believe how deep it sounded too.
And as she began to pick up the speed when she was around Spike’s table, much to his fear.
The little dragon hurriedly ran to the edge of the table and attempted to yell out “Starlight! Hey Starlight! Help me! That motherclopper Discord shrank me! Help! Emergency! Need a dispenser here! Mercy your Omnipotence! Help! No wait! Come back! Come baaaaacck! Come ba-…oh hay, she ain’t coming back.”
He’s right on that, and unlike the guy he quoted, he won’t have to fight a buttload of zombies either. One way or another, Starlight had walked too far away, and now she had gone to the other half of it and was in the middle of sitting on a massive throne made of every cushion and comfy thing she could find (he wondered where his pillow went), and was trying to read a book on cryptography.
He knew that the only way to return to normal size was to get to her and get her to reverse the spell, but how?
Spike observed his surroundings, the table had no chairs (which would have been difficult to get down on anyways) no ‘ropes’ or stray cords were around, but he did find a parachute.
It was just a stray piece of notebook paper somepony had left around, and even though Spike’s really only seen this done in cartoons, he felt that if he gripped it carefully, he might be able to jump off the end of the table and safely land on the ground.
Of course, if you tried this in real life off a skyscraper with a large tarp, all that’ll do is give something that will hopefully float down unto the bloodstain that used to be you and keep the mangled buzzard buffet from traumatizing any nearby children, but let’s humor Spike here, shall we?
Spike the dragon carefully walked over to a page that seemed the length of three ping pong tables, and gingerly grabbed one end of it, keeping a firm grip as he walked over to the other end, taking it in his hand.
He turned to the edge, swallowing nervously “Well, at least I knew Rarity…kinda wish I’d asked her out.”
Spike stepped back a little, but stopped as he realized he was at the edge of the table. Gathering up his courage, he ran forward and leapt off the ledge to what was NOT his doom.
Seriously, it wasn’t.
Spike was relieved to see that as he’d hoped, he was in the middle of floating down gently to the ground like a little leaf, and that it was actually kinda relaxing, why he might even try skydiving after this.
Now you might assume he’d go reach Starlight right now, but I’ve got at least four more pages before the end, you can bet something’s gonna go wrong.
Something named Discord.
And he proceeded to fuck up Spike’s dream by suddenly appearing right underneath the dragon and released a large breath of air with a mighty “Pooof!”
Spike’s lungs proceeded to act as if it was its last stand, expelling all the air he could even breathe as he began to swear at Discord.
“Discord you motherclopping, Tartarus spawned, butthole!”
“Tsk, tsk, and you kiss your mother with that mouth? Then again, she might not mind it on the mouth…”
Spike stopped trying to swear because he was too frightened to say anything, at least in fear he kept such a grip he couldn’t be broken with a crowbar, it’s crazy.
He soared through the air, doing loop de loops out the yin-yang, as he shot through the air like a skyrocket, and somehow…SOMEHOW Starlight Glimmer didn’t even look up from her book (where she was beginning to think that the cryptography book was underpriced…it was like Rosetta’s stone! ), and Spike was just left in the breeze, with Discord miming his laughter, he was in a library after all.
The breeze carried dragon’s impromptu flying lesson on for about a minute, but even a cosmic form of an aerial riptide can end sooner or later, and soon enough, he gently landed upon the ground.
An agitated Spike looked up and glared at Discord and no surprise at all, he didn’t see him at all, the fool had disappeared.
Getting his bearings back, he noticed he’d landed right on the paper, feeling like an oddly scratchy tarp, one that was set on top of what he knew was a carpet, but felt like a lot of large, sorta fluffy pieces of grass, being pushed against the dragon’s weight.
Spike lifted himself up and heard the paper crinkle as he walked through it.
He found some mild difficulty in movie as he walked through, as the carpet was harder to get through than he’d have thought.
Being small as a fly made what would be like grass essentially be small trees that he was half the size of, but that wasn’t important.
Somehow he had to make it out of there a full sized baby dragon, but for this to happen he needed to travel through the forest and get to Starlight.
Jumping down off the carpet, he came to the realization he should have practiced his Tarzan yell, like a lot, because now he’s stuck having to trek and venture through a large field of carpet.
Spike rubbed his hand on one of them, and felt something akin to a flabby tree that had no branches on it at all, yet reminded him of a blanket, and had a couple odd smells, one seemed to be a mild stench that germs had left, and another that seemed to be that “New room” smell.
He found it odd but didn’t think too much of it, after all this castle was still pretty new after all, he just had to figure out how to get to Starlight.
Pushing his way through more of the strands, he was relieved that due to their flexibility and the materials they were made of being quite soft, he could push them around with ease.
This forest of fibers and softly rough fabrics spread as far as an actual jungle, sure there were no rain fed leaves, orangutans swinging through the trees, or a snake five times Spike’s size that wanted to swallow him up, but it was big enough where Spike really wished he could have a machete.
It’d certainly help keep him from having to keep pushing around everything, but Spike supposed he was lucky Discord didn’t make these into ‘carpetwolves’ or something.
But as he continued to trek on through his giant, fuzzy, purple world, his determination did not waver, because he sure as hell wasn’t going to end up squashed like a bug.
Spike’s journey went on longer, and longer still, his feet and arms beginning to finally hurt from the moving he did, he was going to reach Starlight and nothing could keep him from his goal, not even that giant, flying…book.
“Ahhh!”Spike screamed, as he leapt to avoid a massive, flying tome that he thought was about to land on him, but as he dived to the right (knocking over a plethora of threads in the process), he saw the book in fact sailed past him. Why Starlight was hurling books would have been a mystery to him, had she not spoken in her deep bellow of a voice.
“Ahahaha! It worked! Book prepare to meet thy bucking match! Aha! Ahahahahahahaha! Prepare for magic!”
Spike then realized she was in fact just very relieved to have finally found something to use, granted he wouldn’t have thought Twilight’s pupil would have treated a book this way, but a quick look back helped him see that she’d thrown it in a way that caused it to land right on the flat end, and with the soft carpet, it probably got off without a scratch.
At his height however, he would have thought something so big could never, ever have been hurt at this size, he couldn’t stop for something like that anyways.
So Spike continued to journey through, and before too long, he’d made it to Starlight’s massive throne of comfy…comfyness…yeah, that’ll do it.
Spike brushed his claw up against it “Gee, this is certainly bigger than the stairs were, I definitely couldn’t climb up this…or can I?”
He gripped into it tightly, and with a gentle tug, realized he was in luck, the mattress was hard but not as hard as the threads and certainly not as hard as the stairs, he had a golden opportunity to get up there now, he may not have been the most fit dragon ever, but he certainly knew he could carry his weight, he couldn’t have carried himself up three quarters of a flight of normal sized stairs otherwise.
Jumping up into the air with a determined “Hup!” Spike grabbed onto the mattress, and as he guessed, his weight held, so he began to reach up further and take another grab, and so on.
Spike reached the top of the mattress soon, he was more tired than he thought he’d be, so he stopped a second to catch his breath, huffing and puffing from just all the walking he did.
After all, if you were walking over a space of land the size of what he was walking, at the size he was, you’d be tired too, especially if you weren’t in as good of shape as he was, thanks to the Mane Six’s adventures.
But as he began to go up the second mattress, he ran into a new dilemma from Starlight’s end.
As Spike gripped the bottom of the mattress, he suddenly felt a massive tremor go through the whole throne as Starlight Glimmer shifted her weight.
“Finally!” She yelled out “Eureka! I’ve got something to do!”
Spike attempted to climb faster, this stack of pillows, cushions and mattresses might have been tall enough to seem like a mountain (like the stairs) but he’d sooner get to Starlight then have to run to find her all over again, it took him so much energy to get as far as he did already, he didn’t even want to think about how much crap he’d be in if this failed, he’d never be able to see Rarity the same way again (literally), he’d have to try and make like ‘Attack on Shetland’ and build some sorta Spiderstallion esque giant killing machine to get around, and he didn’t even want to think any bugs might try to kill him.
Spike attempted to scramble up the throne like a weasel when it’s got ten seconds before it’s time to avoid getting shot by the farmer when so many succulent hens are running around, but like that same weasel, he wasn’t able to get away in time.
Starlight Glimmer moved again (and though Spike couldn’t see it, she stood up), her shifting weight reverberating throughout the throne, causing him to feel tremors on par with an earthquake (and his experiences with Twilight caused him to feel a lot too), so he kept a firm, tight grip.
However, as he could feel the vibrations, he suddenly noticed something different from the first time, they weren’t just shaking the throne, but it was sinking downward.
Spike might be a bit lazy, and not the fullest lighter at the cigar shop but he was the special assistant of Princess Twilight Sparkle, Celestia’s personal apprentice, a position you can’t really get without good reason.
And as anyone who hangs out with a very smart person constantly, Spike’s little brain didn’t take long to realize what was about to happen.
“Oh buck” Spike quietly said, bracing himself as Starlight Glimmer suddenly leapt right through the air, sending off a large shockwave through the throne, that hurled Spike right through the air.
Soaring through like a meteor, Spike could see Starlight as she herself flew through the air; she seemed more graceful than she’d ever been, it probably had to do with her size…he’d never considered a giant creature being able to move smoothly, since most adult dragons didn’t seem to be, were ponies different that way? Possibly not, but perhaps it was merely due to the change in perspective.
The tiny dragon could see Starlight land on all fours, and he was going to end up shortly behind her, Spike quickly curled himself up into a ball so he could bounce back from the impact…while he didn’t become a scaly superball, the inevitable landing was a lot better than he thought it would be. However, pursuing a kaiju sized pony would have some difficulties he would not see coming.
Like the fact that her hoofsteps would cause tremors themselves.
He realized this the hard way after he landed, he’d plopped down about a couple inches aways from her hooves, Starlight beginning to walk at this time, and with Spike as small as he was, he had to hurry up and get to her before it was too late.
Spike pushed through the forest of carpet again, trying to move as fast as he could, he was trying to make it to her before it was too late, not so easy when her hooves could potentially snuff out his little dragon life.
He was surprising himself with his speed, and how even though he could feel every tremor, every pound her hooves made against the floor, he would still run.
Sure the impact of her hooves would often make him stumble or even get sent flying a little ways away, like being thrown from the blast radius of a huge meteor, but he continued to run further, not stopping even if he was blinded.
However, a problem of his was that he would often be moving blind, and moving blindly around a massive pony of Kaiju esque proportions rarely ends well.
Especially when she stepped on him.

~

Starlight Glimmer stopped walking, as she’d just stepped down, she could have sworn she felt something very hard, underneath her hoof, hard as a pebble.

~

Spike was amazed at how alive he was.
Turns out, no matter how small you are, dragon scales are still dragon scales, and they’re tough as a rock.
Spike was being pinned to the ground beneath one of Starlight Glimmer’s hooves, and even if he’d been forced down to the ground, undergoing great pressure due to how much weight she was putting on him, it felt really…soft.
Yes, it was soft, surprisingly comfy given how she had just stepped on him, yet it was like a lot of soft mattresses were right on top of him, a lot of mattresses that also happened to be comfortably warm and were covering his whole body. Though he still wasn’t especially happy with how it was immobilizing him.
Suddenly, a great weight lifted off him, and Starlight’s hoof rose above him, Spike honestly didn’t feel like moving now, he just didn’t have the energy at this point.
The unicorn’s gargantuan body, in its massive majesty moved backward, like a graceful, well shaped mountain of pure horse, it moved a couple feet, appearing upside down to Spike.
Starlight Glimmer looked down at the ground carefully and examined it, making the dragon feel as if some massive cosmic being was looking down at him for whatever reason.
“Hmmm” came a deep rumble, speculative at what she was looking at “That pebble seems odd.”
One of her front hooves reached down, carefully gripping Spike, lifting him off the ground. He was excited and afraid at the same time, he was being picked up by a giant unicorn, so one can definitely see why he’d be afraid of something like slipping out of her grip and tumbling to his death, but he’d already faced death before today, he wasn’t as worried, hopefully he was about to finally get out of all this craziness.
The unicorn bent her hoof up and carefully looked down at Spike, giving his form a keen analysis, he could tell she probably realized who he was based on the very surprised look she was giving, followed by the double take and second examination.
“SPIKE?!” She gasped, her voice seeming louder than the opening act of a talented opera singer, she leaned in with her face very, very closely, she sniffed the air around Spike, trying to see if this little mound of scales was who she thought it was.
But her attempt to smell a dragon resulted in a panic for Spike, because when you’re as small as he was, her nose was like a malignant jet turbine that was trying to suck him in, where he could get covered in way more snot than he’d ever like to see, or be torn up in a rotary blade (which is bogus because only cyborgs can have those in their nose), desperate to avoid being dragged into her nose, he grabbed right onto her hoof with energy he didn’t realize he still had, clinging on to dear life as his body began to lift off the ground.
“Aaahhhhhhhhh!!” Spike screamed out “Turn off the vacuum! Turn off the vacuum!”
He wasn’t sure if he could have been heard over the roar, or if she got a noseful of his dragon scent, but regardless of what he did, it worked. Starlight Glimmer stopped sniffing and looked wide eyed as he suddenly touched down on to the palm of her hoof.
“Oh my Celestia! Spike, what happened to you?” The concerned Starlight said, her voice full of a concern he found oddly cute, coming across more like an overly friendly giantess.
Spike’s smile fell as he remembered the whole horrible chain of events that caused this “Long story Starlight, Discord tricked you into shrinking me so he could make a movie.”
“But I was trying to transform your coat…I don’t understand what he did, but don’t worry anymore Spike.”
A purple glow covered Spike, lifting him gently off her hoof and right on the top of her head, where she could hear him better.
“Big old Starlight shall keep her tiny dragon friend safe from any reality bending goats, for if anything short of the strongest magic imaginable can stop him, it would be another equine giant, especially one such as me.”
“Thanks Starlight” Spike sighed, feeling quite confident that she could stand up to even Tirek now “And thank you for finding me.”
“Don’t mention it” She began to trot overtowards the open door, Spike sinking into her soft fur, and enjoying the soothing feel of her mane, so soft and silk like, yet it felt very much like a hair based beanbag chair, one that covered him up to his neck.
Looking down on a whim, he noticed her mane, trailing down her neck like a long, wide wave, he saw her back as he began to move off, and looked on in amazement, seeing the bones and muscles beneath it through her fur as she began to trot off to her room to get him better, and he also got a bit of a look at her rather round flank, which as he realized was about as shapely as that of Rarity herself.
Before he received any…awkward reactions, he looked away from Starlight’s well formed backside and looked ahead instead.
“Ahhhhh” he said “Hey Starlight…you feel like lunch?”
“I’m afraid being eaten isn’t my favorite pastime.” Starlight Glimmer replied in her deep voice.
“No, no” he said, correcting himself “I mean do you want to go out to eat? I kinda feel like buying today, it’s not often I can celebrate getting unshrunk.”
“Sure” she said, and even though Spike couldn’t see it, he was sure she was smiling.


And elsewhere, Discord’s attempt at filmmaking did not turn out as well as he thought it was, as he’d accidentally given the footage he collected to Diamond Dogs, who mistook the reel for a donut and ate it, it was then that he regretted getting a loan from Dolemite the zebra for this…he might have been scared of being turned into stone, but that badass pimp was someone he was even more afraid of.