Thinking things through this time

Spike opened his door and entered his room, as he looked at the paper Twilight gave him for a moment, before tossing it onto his nightstand. He didn’t need to check when his powers ensured she did like all dragons still. But that was far too close. What if he had said something worse, like ‘Do you believe that dragons are dangerous to ponies?’ He would have been facing down an Alicorn for Celestia’s sake! She could blast him to ash before he could say another word!

He put a hand to his chest as he realized he was panicking, and took deep breaths. Great, he was getting terrified for nothing. Twilight wouldn’t attack him like that, even if she thought that. She raised him after all, she wouldn’t be that scared of him… Still, he couldn’t risk having another casual conversation with her until he figured out his powers more.

Walking over to his desk, he pulled out one of the papers he usually reserved for a letter to Celestia, and began to try and think about how he could do this. He could write letters instead, since he would have time to think through everything… But that would make it hard to explain everything to her if she asked questions, not to mention how he would have to hand it to her. It wasn’t like Celestia taught them both how to choose the recipient of the letters after all. A groan escaped his lips, and he tapped his claw against the wood, not caring as they marked the surface with each tap.

“Well, maybe I could use a book like Sunset has? I could make one…” He stopped in his tracks as he snapped his claws. “OF COURSE! Sunset and the others over there had something able to work just like I need it to! It is fast, creatures over there seem to use it even a few feet away from each other, it’s perfect!”

He stood up as he racked his brain to remember what the thing was called… “Let's see… Does Equestria have Cell phones that are pretty commonplace?” He asked, knowing he probably would end up having one if they weren’t pretty common.

Looking around, he couldn’t see anything different, but as soon as he thought he said it wrong, he felt something shaking quickly in his pocket. He reached inside of it, and pulled out one of the rectangular devices, this one covered with plenty of old claw marks that proved it was his. He could see Rainbow Dash had sent him a message, but he couldn’t make it out at all. He pressed on it, as the whole image moved and a series of number took it’s place.

“... Right, I was a dog, so I never got any practice with this.” He sighed as he tried to think about what this meant. Was he really going to be stuck here because he didn’t know how to use it? “No, Spike, remember what you can do? Ok, do I remember now how to use this thing?”

Memories flooded into his mind as he stumbled backwards, grasping his head. It didn’t hurt, but it was so… bizarre! His memories changed, he remembered himself cracking Twilight’s first phone trying to get a gem on it’s screen out of it, him getting his Phone right before Twilight came to Ponyville because she gave him it, and even him texting Big Mac about their game nights a few weeks back.

“Sweet Celestia, I hope I never have to do it again” He said as he moved over to his bed and laid down on it, not noticing how his shoes were practically destroyed from his claws digging into them. Now then, time to start telling Twilight about his power.

A/N: Sorry if this one is a bit slow, I wanted a way to let Twilight form her plan without Spike noticing her acting off, and I thought telling him telling her through Text would work best.