Spike the Dragon

        “Oh my gosh! An actual baby dragon? I have recently dealt with a dragon but I have never seen a baby dragon. You’re so adorable too! Are you from Equestria like me?”

“A tiny...” Celestia? “Filly?” There was no need to alert the other to him knowing just who she was. There wasn’t any need to confuse her, but he had grown up knowing her for all his life and being exposed to Princess Celestia’s Personal Victories and History. A generous gift Twilight gave him, ( Eventually including editions 5 and 7, now with full color pictures)  and read to him consistently. “H-Hi...” He waved at the tiny, excitable thing. “Yeah, I’m Spike, yooou probably haven’t heard of me, but I’m pretty much a big deal. What’d you wanna know?”

        [text] Please do not tell Princess Twilight about our meeting.

“Princess, I’m here!” He huffed and fell in a heap at her hooves.

        “Fine, Spike. Let’s go. We’re going to be late.” She nudged him gently with her nose before walking forward a few paces and waiting for him to climb up on her back. 

No sooner did she urge him towards the ball that his eagerness got the better of him. He could condemn girly dances and balls all he wanted, but there was nothing funner than all the things that could go wrong at these things. Plus, Twilight's dancing was second to none. He hopped on her back and braced himself. “Yeah! Let's go, let's go, let's gooooo.”

Originally posted by spazzdhn

      “Ooooh Spikey-Wikey !”   If the gigantic smile on the unicorn’s face wasn’t   enough, than the nickname certainly served to   illustrate just how glad Rarity was to see the little   dragon. “I should have known you’d be here too just   as soon as I met Twilight! Oh how are you, Spike?   Certainly you must be faring better than Opalescent?”

“C’mon, we’ll get you cleaned up.” Absently, Spike noted the mentioned cat. He shuddered at the sight of her. “Hi, Opal...”

        “There you go!” The pony nuzzled the dragon before she levitated his bow tie and straightened it, fussing over him a little “Now, you’ll make sure to be safe at this ball, right? With the things that happen in this city and what we know always happens at the Grand Galloping Gala, who knows what could happen?” She sighed, obviously a bit worried about the event. “Are you ready to go then?”

Looking good, Spike. He caught sight of his reflection. Looking real good. The mustache really completed his look, if he did say so himself. But- “Twiliiight!” He batted at her as she fussed over him. “I know, I knooow, I’ll be careful.” But he had hardly ventured the city and he didn’t really know of it’s dangers. “I mean, c’mon, what could happen?”

“WHAT?” She scrambled to lift the whelp off herself. holding him out at arms length like some kind of terrible animal. The nerve! “NO!!! Why the crud would you even- no! Ew!”

It was beginning to dawn on him that he wouldn’t be getting that peridot. That sweet, perfect little triangle of delicious sweetness. “Wait, did you say you were a peridot?” Spike looked her over. That’s why she smelled so good? And he just admitted to eating an onyx! And that he wanted to eat her! “I’m so sorry!” He frowned, now worried he’d been eating sentient beings for years. “I’m so so sorry, they’re just in the ground, ready to be dug up and-” He gulped. “And...And eaten...” He was horrified with himself. But they are so good... 

        “Is that little Spike I see? What could you be doing here with me?” She paused and glanced around the area. “Tell me little dragon are you alone, too? Shouldn’t Princess Twilight be right behind you?”

“Wait, you’re here too?!” Obviously, but why? “But why?”

❝Excuse me– what? What the hell is a little guy like you going to do with gems?❞ He narrows his eyes, shifting his weight to peer at the small being closely. ❝You ain’t thinking ‘bout doing anything shady, are you? Because, trust me, if you intend to look suspicious– it’s working.❞

“Nooo, I’m not doing anything shady! I’m just hungry and you looked like you could part with a ruby or two?” 

“Spike, what are you doing?”

“Ok I’m ready.” He held onto her shoulders as he doubted she would be as forgiving as the mentioned Twilight if he wrapped his arms around her neck. “Let’s go!”

     Claire’s eyes sparkled as her eyes laid on the small dragon. Dragons back home were much, much larger. They looked far too intimidating– not to mention dangerous. Yet this one was cute. And innocent. Claire couldn’t help herself; she already liked the young one.

“I’m Spike!”He got closer and investigated her. “You really don’t need to worry, though. I know that as a dragon, I can be scary, but I’m really not that bad.”Oblivious to common personal spaces, Spike walked around her, finding everything about her fascinating. “So, what’s your name?”

He didn’t seem bothered by the fact that the dragon could speak to him.

But his boost was short lived. He really wasn’t sure about this declaration, and more so, he kept starving off panic as this has been the longest he’s been without his friends. Unintentionally, anyway. 

“You’re not getting the stone, reptile.” She grumbled, still shielding the precious little thing. “Go find a jewelry store if you want a shiny bauble- I’m not up for trade.”

“Can I lick it a little at least?” He offered as compromise. “The cut and shine are beautifully executed.” Sometimes nature could be nice, because that’s what cut and shined precious stones, right? Nature? “Just a tiny lick?” Not one to waste time, Spike climbed up her incredibly tall body and sat his tiny body on her shoulder.

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