-Chapter 1-
It was a bright and sunny day in Ponyville. This wasn't to suprising given that Winter Wrap Up had only happened a few days ago. A ray of sun sliped throught a crack of the barely closed curtains on the second floor of Ponyville's library, which fell right in the direction of a pair of closed eyes belonging to a purple unicorn who was deep in her sleep.
"Spike... I thought I told you to close the curtains and shut the window after you were done looking at the fireflies outside," Twilight said groggily to her number one assistant who was still sound asleep in his basket.
She was still exhausted from helping out with Winter Wrap Up that she could barely lift her arm to shield her eyes from the morning sun. Contrary to last year's Winter Wrap Up, Twilight helped with the organisation and a little bit of everything that a unicorn could do, which resulted in her rushing from one place to another. So for the past few days, she was still trying to recover from all that physical exercise she wasn't used to.
"Huh..? Huu... five more minutes mommy... please...," the dragon insisted as he placed his pillow over his head to try and block out the sound of his supposed "mother's" voice.
"Spike, wake up!" Twilight said in a more awoken voice.
"Huh? What? What is it?
"I was just telling you that you forgot to close the window and the curtains. I was trying to get a little more sleep so that I wouldn't be so tired when I went out with Fluttershy today to help her double check how all the animals are doing."
"Oh, sorry Twi. I guess I was so tired that I must have forgotten. Here, i'll make it up to you. How about some grass pancakes and a sunflower smoothy? Their your faavoriiiite..." he lengthened the word, trying to make his suggestion seem more appealing to Twilight.
Just as she was about to disregard the suggestion, her stomach insisted otherwise. "Alright, you win," she told him with a defeated smile on her face, "just make sure you remember next time!" but he was already halfway down the stairs to the main floor by the time she finished her sentence. Twilight stretched her sore muscles and went to window to behold the beautiful new day that Celetia had given them. She then turned her attention to the lower level of the second floor, expecting to find her feathery companion waiting for her on the writing desk.
"Good morning Owlowiscious." She said before realising that he wasn't in his usual spot. "Huh. I guess he's probably downstairs keeping Spike company."
She made her way down the steps to be greeted by the auroma of Spike's cooking.
"Hey Spike, have you seen Owlowiscious anywhere?"
"Well, he may still be outside. When I was looking outside last night, he wooshed by me. He seemed to be in a rush." Spike responded, still focusing on the task of preparing breakfast.
"That's odd. He's usualy back by now. Well, he's probably out doing something produ-
Twilights sentence was cut short when she noticed the scattered books and pages that covered the floor. Most of the larger books were intact, but for the few journal and notes that she made into a different aray of books had had their leather strap bindings removed.
"Spike! Did you do this!" Twilight said in a paniced voice.
"Do wha- WOW! What happened?" Spike said, astonished by the mess.
"Thats what I was wondering."
"Did someone try to rob the library? Is anything missing?"
"Not from the look of things. The only things that were stolen were the leather straps of my own work, but I don't see why anypony would want to steal those." Twilight said, trying to reassure Spike, but mostly herself. "Plus, all the doors and windows locked. The only way they could have gotten in was through..." She paused, then glared slightly over to Spike who was backing up slowly towards the kichen until he meet her gaze, and gave a simple "Oops."
She stayed that way for a moment, sighed, then gave a slight smile. "How about I make breakfast while YOU piece toghether theis papers. I'll have to buy some more straps to when I'm out with Flut-"
"Hoo Hoo!" a familiar voice called out from the top of the stairs.
"Oh, there you are Owlowiscious. I was starting to worry about were you went off to." Twilight said with a sence of relief in her voice. "You're here just in time, I think breakfast is ready. Alright Spike, you can take a break now." She told him as he was placing the papers in piles; they probably weren't the same pages from the same book, he was just doing anything to make it seem as if he was being productive. They sat down at the kichen table as Twilight levitated her meal ,and a bowl of gems for Spike, towards them. Owlowiscious perched himself on one of the extra chairs. He was a little unbalanced when he did so, almost like he was still tired, even with the fact that he was nocturnal.
Twilight picked up on this as soon as she looked to him and saw that his eyes were half way closed, trying to force himself to keep them open. "Are doing ok Owlowiscious? You seem a bit drowsy." She said with a simpathetic voice.
"Hoo." The owl shook his head protesting that her statement was false, and just as he tried repositioning himself on the chair, Twilight spotted a small, unnatural piece of material that clung to one of the claws on his left talon. "Hey, whats that you have there?" she asked curiosly.The owl's gaze grew paniced a she noticing the thin fabric. And without a second of delay, Owlowiscious was flying at full speed upstairs and out the window.
"Wait!" Twilight yelled out, but her response was to slow. She turned over to Spike with a confused look on her face, "Was it something I said?" hoping that her assistant could answer her question.
"Beats me," Spike said with a mouth of gems, feeling as confused as Twilight about what just happened, "Maybe he's going through a weird "owl phase" or something."
"Ya, your probably right. I shouldn't worry so much." Twilight said possitively.
"When have ever doubted me?" Spike said with a cheesy grin as he finished off the last of his gems.
"Well, like the time I told you to go pick up those papers scattered across the floor and you forgot to get back to it."
"Ah come on. Do I have to?"
"Unless you want to go and try to bring Owlowiscious back here to help you, I don't think you have a choise"
And with that, she grabbed her sattle bag, a few intact books, some bits and headed out the door, leaving Spike in a bit of a disappointed mood.