A normal day in Ponyville, Spike had to cut his chore routine short. He noticed an unusual bump in his back.
Twilight tried to research all of her available book resources on dragon subjects.
Contrary to popular belief, dragon knowledge was scarce in Equestria, since dragons are fierce enough to make their study almost impossible.
She took him to the same clinic where he got checked for his greed growth episode. No answers where given there either.
Twilight was getting more and more worried. Spike grew weaker, stopped eating, and the bump in his back started to grow.
Was Spike going to become a hunchback? Was her the cause of his suffering?
Blame. She started to blaim herself for keeping him when he could be with their own, never worrying about ponies and their civilized ways. Rising him was against nature, and this had to be the price to pay.
Twilight pleaded in every hospital to allow him for internment. Pleads turned into demands. Demands turned into fights. The couldn't treat what they didn't know.
Spike did what he could even in pain. Chores, letters. Not as before but he really tried to keep up. This earnt him strong scoldings from Twilight. His mother. His sister. His best friend.
Then, one agonizing month later, Spike was on the ladder, reshelving. Then his bump started to move. The pain made him fall from the ladder. He started to scream.
Tears from his eyes fell to the ground. Then...inside his still dragon instincts, knew.
Like giving birth. Birth to freedom. It had to be trough pain.
Pain didn't stop, but at least he could resist it even more. With a smirk in his face.
Blood. His scales in his back started to give away and tear apart. The sound of living tissue ripping to reveal a magnificent pair of wings.
Twilight heard the screams and rushed to the library. She got shocked to see her friend in a pool of blood, scales and tissue, but with a pair of wings flapping freely. He looked exhausted, blood-shot eyed, sweaty, teary and panting but with a look in his eyes of sincere happiness.
The sight of blood was too much for her to handle tough. She grabbed with her magic everything she could find for cleaning, and patching her friend and to clean the mess he made. Her assistant's well-being was more important than the pristine state of her books, however.
She cleaned his back, patched him with bandages an took him to the hospital. Any.
Bits weren't a problem.
He got surrounded with his friends and got warmly congratulated to be able to soar in the sky freely.
Then he found himself in the hospital room at night alone, with Twilight.
"Uh, Twilight? Go back to the library. You don't need to be here all night. I will sleep now, but what about you?"
"Spike, for the last time, no. I have to stay here and look after you."
"I can't use the wings yet, you know. They're still too fresh. I have to wait for a bit for them to be ready"
"How can you be sure?"
"I just....know it. It's in my dragon genetics, I guess."
"...you'll be a lot more useful with those..." Twilight said jokingly. Spike followed.
"Don't plot more ways to exploit me now that I have wings! Not that my wings were magically given or anything! These litterally cost me blood! Show respect!"
Even jokingly, Twilight looked at the floor, a bit sad. It was true. Then a sparke formed in her eyes.
"Sorry, Twi. Took the joke to far..."
Twilight stood up and gave Spike a kiss.
"The heck was that for?"
"Look, I can only imagine the pain you must had to grow those...hope that cheers you up. I won't happen again."
"...right." Still confued, Spike blushed and turned to sleep. "Interesting way to cheer sad stallions you have there... Now I know what you will do if you find anypony sad..."
Twilight turned offended.
"Hey! You don't give a mare's first kiss to anypony!"
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