Creepypasta Collection Book 3

I Spoke to Ms Smarty Pants Today

Twilight Sparkle lifted a basket full of apples off of her back, and plopped them down on the floor of Applejack's barn. She stretched and cracked her neck to get a little feeling back in them, before turning to Applejack who was depositing apple baskets of her own. She pushed her Stetson up and wiped a layer of sweat off of her brow. "Thank ya kindly fer helpin' me out today, Twilight."

Twilight grinned at her friend. "No problem at all, Applejack. You know I'm always glad to help."

"Ah just don't know where Big Macintosh coulda gotten off ta." Applejack's eyes narrowed, and she glanced out in the direction of the schoolhouse. "He'd better not be hangin' out with that schoolteacher again."

Twilight chuckled and put her hoof on Applejack's shoulder. "I'm sure he's fine. There's a reasonable explanation, I'm sure of it."

"He didn't say what his plans were when ya'll came by and saw him today?"

Twilight shook her head. "You know him. He doesn't really say much anyway." Twilight smiled and rubbed Applejack's shoulder. "I'm sure he's okay."

Applejack sighed and nodded. "Yeah, Ah know yer right, Twi. Ah'll go out lookin' for him if he ain't home in an hour."

"Speaking of that, I'd best be heading off," said Twilight. She motioned to the door of the barn. "It's getting pretty dark, and you know Spike. He's going to get in some kind of trouble, if I'm not there to make sure he gets to bed on time."

Applejack snorted. "Yeah, yer right." Applejack threw her foreleg over Twilight's shoulder, and pulled her in for a hug. "Thank ya'll fer helpin' me out, again Twi. Ah really appreciate it."

"Anytime, AJ. Anytime."

Twilight took an apple out of one of the baskets, and trotted out of the barn, munching on the apple as she did. The sun had already set, and the moon was just beginning to creep over the horizon, illuminating Twilight's path back to her home. She finished the last bite of her apple just as the silhouette of her house appeared in the distance. She smiled to herself and began humming the song Pinkie Pie had sung, a few weeks back about how she loved it when ponies smiled.

She reached the front door, just as the moon reached its peak in the sky. With a burst of her horn, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. "Spike! I'm home! Sorry I'm late, Applejack and I were harvesting her apples and it took a little longer than we thought."

Twilight closed the door behind her, and was immediately plunged into total darkness. Not even the moonbeams shone through the curtains. "Spike?" She called out again. "Spike, are you here?"

Twilight frowned and illuminated her horn. It was quite unlike Spike to be in bed this early, and even more unlike him to go to bed when she had not returned home. Usually she returned home to find him raiding the fridge, or playing some game with Peewee. She frowned and moved in the direction of her bed. "Maybe Spike went out gem hunting with Rarity, and it tired him out." She mumbled.

Twilight trotted up the stairs and walked up to Spike's basket. She lifted his blanket up.

Nothing.

She turned around and scanned the dark main floor of the library. "S...Spike? Spike, this isn't funny!"

She was only met with silence. She growled and walked back down the stairs. "Where is that silly dragon?"

Twilight walked over to her desk, and brightened her horn a little more. The light fell on a small, magically powered lamp and she emulated a ball of light from her horn into the lamp. The light stopped in the center of the lamp, and Twilight twisted a knob until the light shone brighter.