Returning to Rarity

Spike's trip back to Ponyville was shorter than it should have been. With the distance he'd traveled, it made no logical sense that the trip back was as short as it was, and he suspected that the magic he'd gotten was to blame. With no time to waste though, he made his way back to his crush Rarity's home with his basket of gems in tow. Spike had suspected for some time now that his crush on her was unrequited but he still held out hope, however vain it was at this point.

‘With a single question, that could change completely.' He thought to himself.

But the thought in Spike's head disgusted him, he couldn’t take advantage of Rarity like that, or anypony else for that matter.

'Then again, maybe I can use the power to win her over in a different way. Make myself more handsome, perhaps? Give her some great gift? Make her dreams come true?"

As Spike stared at his reflection in the door, he pondered that thought. Make her dreams come true? That was a good idea. Rarity had always talked about finding her Prince Charming and how she wanted to release a fashion chain across all of Equestria. Even if that won’t win her over, he’d be satisfied in just making her happy.

“Yeah, alright. That’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to use this power to make Rarity’s biggest dream come true. That’s a promise," Spike said to himself.

He knocked on the door and heard the angelic voice of his loved one cry out. “Just a minute!”

A dorky smile came to his face as Rarity opened the door, as beautiful as ever. “Spikey-Wikey, what a pleasant surprise! Do come in.”

Spike followed her inside with the same stupid grin he always wore around her, desperately fighting the growing blush he felt around his cheeks as he admired Rarity's beauty. Her flawless fur, impeccable fashion, hourglass frame, F cup tits and gorgeous hair were all sublime. To the young dragon, she was simply perfect. How Blueblood, Tenderhoof and how many others had managed to overlook such a perfect mare was a mystery to the dragon.

"I was in the Everfree gathering gems for you," he said, offering the bag to Rarity who took it with a grateful smile.

"And hunting for a personal snack, I imagine," she teased, opening the bag, and upon seeing the contents her eyes gleamed in delight. "Spike, where did you find these? They're perfect! More than perfect, they defy belief! Is this a... I can't believe this."

She levitated a sapphire out of the bag, and Spike was just as shocked as her. Tongue salivating as he saw just how big it was, the biggest he'd ever seen and the quality defied description.

"I-I have no words, Spikey. These gems are beyond my wildest dreams," she wept, tears simmering in her eyes. "Are you sure you want to give them to me? I can't imagine they were easy to find, you would deserve them after all that hard work."

"I'm just glad you're happy Rarity. You know I'd do anything to make your greatest dreams come true. Isn't that right?" Spike promised her. Blinded by love, he didn't notice the question and change he had just caused.

"You're such a gentledrake, Spikey-Wikey," She said, leaning over and giving him a small kiss on the cheek. She showed affection like this to anypony, so Spike knew it didn't mean much, but he couldn't help but feel the butterflies swarm his stomach and his face turn beet red nevertheless.

"Speaking of dreams though, there's a question I want to ask you. I know you have all sorts of dreams like marrying your Prince Charming or stitching the dresses of the princesses, but what would you say is your greatest dream? Would you please tell me?"