Spike's Journal
Written by The39Ponies
Edited by cwiis
Dragonshy
Dear Diary,
Until now, I never paid much attention to my relatives. By "relatives", I mean bigger dragons, the ones who roam around in caves and those sorts of places. Why? Well, I'm in a cozy library located in a pretty decent, nice little town. I spend all my spare time either sleeping, eating, playing, or (occasionally) reading. And they're stuck in caves filled with insects and mice and whatever. Plus, they eat dead meat. Why pay attention to them?
Becase if I did pay attention to them, I wouldn't have been spending my Saturday off taking care of little rabit rabbits, ducks of doom, and squirrels of suffering. Life tends to bite you in the flank that way.
It all started in the morning. When, I woke up, I saw smoke out the window. Lots of smoke. Enough smoke to practically blot out the sky. Fortunately, it stuck to the sky for the most part, so we were able to see where we were going without running into things. For once, life was almost working in our favor (besides the whole smoke-in-the-sky thing).
While we were heading to Town Square to figure out what the hay was going on, we got a letter from PC informing us that the smoke came from a dragon who was trying out his best Rip Van Wrinkle impression. Apparently Twilight and the gang weren't big fans of that story, 'cuz next thing I knew, they decided to trudge up to the dragon's cave and convince it to look for a cave that wasn't nearby a town inhabited by a thousand citizens. All by themselves.
I really do like those mares, but they can make such weird decisions sometimes.
And, of course, they HAD to bring Fluttershy along for the ride. Which means I was stuck taking care of her pets. I mean, come on, what would she do there? Cry and drown the dragon in tears? Didn't the others know that her animal talent only works with small critters?
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Unique Equine Facts #7:
Ponies always seem to forget important details that could potentially save their flanks.
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I don't know how Fluttershy does it, 'cuz taking care of fifty-ish animals is more torture than riding a Ferris wheel after eating several boxes of hay fries, while not being allowed to throw up. I won't even describe it.
I will mention that while taking care of the adorable little trash, I looked at the mountain to see if I could tell what those crazy mares were up to. Well, after about fifteen minutes of watching, I saw an orange blob dragging a yellow blob that appeared to be statue-still. Looks like Team DESU wasn't the perfect team after all, huh?
By the time they came home, I was barely alive. This is only a very tiny exaggeration. What really surprised me was that apparently Fluttershy turned out to be helpful after all. Twilight told me that she scolded the dragon until IT almost cried. Judging from what she told me, you'd think the dragon had burned Fluttershy's stuffed bunny or something. Guess she can have a bit of a backbone when the situation calls for it.
...Wait no, she just fainted after a leaf fell on her back. Ponies really are fickle creatures.
Today, I learned that pets are pure evil. Seriously, if Twilight ever gets a pet, I'm running away.
-Spike