> Not Alone
>  by FluffyDoom
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> 1: Star-Watching
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	Chapter One: Star-Watching.

The night sky was gorgeous, and the magnificent puberty-struck dragon that sat underneath it couldn’t help but appreciate every thing about it. How the stars twinkled like fireflies, to they way the moon lit up every single blade of green grass in the clearing he had found near the Everfree Forest.
“This night can’t get any better.” He murmured to himself sleepily.
Spike the dragon was even feeling a bit narcissistic that night, considering he was just hitting puberty, and his emotions had been slightly wacky. The moonlight seemed to hit his purple scales just right, and his emerald green belly was nicer looking than any grass-patch. His nice green spikes were quite sharp that evening, if he said so himself, and he did, many times. Ah, but to top it off for him was his size! He now stood neck and neck with anypony, no longer was he short-stuff.
Oh, and the thing Spike realized about being a dragon, their scales prevented pimples. Rarity would surely have trouble resisting that. He was still head over heels for the popular fashionista.
As he lay on his back in the clearing near Ponyville, something blue caught his eyes, something that was blue and flapping noisily near him. At first he thought Rainbow Dash was crashing, again, but then he realized this blue crashing thing didn’t have a mane, or hooves, or feathers. It had spikes, claws, and leathery wings!
Jumping up he watched dumbly as the blue blur grew larger and move faster towards him. Towards him! He jumped out of the way just as it reached deadly-speeds, but he was unable to dodge the shower of dirt it kicked up as it landed.
“Mother of a-” Twilight would be put to shame with this female-sounding creature’s vocabulary. It was more colorful than Rainbow Dash’s mane.
As she continued to cuss, Spike slowly approached, timid despite his species and ability to breath fire on it if it annoyed him.
“Hello?”
The blue creature stopped moving and a cat-like eye stared at him with immense, well, he couldn’t call it hate. Maybe displeasure?
“What the-” More colorful words spilled from what he thought was a female’s mouth. “Do you want, freak?”
He flinched, freak? “Well, at least I am not some skyball wreck!” He spat, easily hurt by her words.
“It was my first try at flying, I was doing good until some random breeze, powered by ponies I might add, showed up!”
“Well, duh.” He snorted. “This is Equestria, pegasi kinda control the skies.”
The creature froze at his last sentence. “What. Did you say?” She growled.
He paused. “Pegasi control the skies?”
Painfully, the blue creature forced herself to stand at her full height, even if she grimaced with pain at each movement. “You have been fed a lie, brother!” She hissed through the pain. “Prey can not control what a dragon owns! And that is the sky!”
He back up, despite being a few inches taller than her. Before him stood in intimidating, even if she was injured, dragoness. Her blue scales were turned nearly silver by the moonlight, two orange flames glared at him. Her chest was bared, puffed out to show that she was strong, it was a lighter and duller green than Spikes. The yellow spikes on her back were fully erect in anger and pain.
Then suddenly, it all went out of her as she fainted. “Crap.” Was the last word uttered from her mouth, that was suddenly captivating to the young dragon, as she fell to the ground.
Had Spike grown up with any other pony, he would have thought she was passed out from exhaustion from flying, but he knew the differences between injury induced faints, and tired faints. This dragoness needed medical help, and stat. As she fell over, he noticed things he had first missed when she crashed and stood up.
There were many forming bruises on her stomach and chest, along with bloody scrapes because it had taken the brunt of the damage from her fall. A foot was twisted at an odd angle, and the blue claws on it slightly cracked. Her wings seemed puny now that she wasn’t holding herself like a superior being, and one had twisted from cramps and crashing.
He felt like he had been in this position once upon a time when Rarity was stolen by diamond dogs. This damsel was in trouble, and knight Spike was the only dragon who could save her.
“Do not worry, fair lady, Sir Spike is here!” He shouted, though no one could hear him.
“Rubies.” She mumbled in her sleep.
With difficulty that was made harder by her wrecked state, he dragged her onto his back and he was forced to walk as a quadrupedal being so he could drag her to the nearest hospital, which was in Ponyville. Or Fluttershys cottage, which ever fit her better.

“You found another dragon, who happens to be badly injured, and brought her to a library!” Twilight shrieked as she began to work her unicorn healing magic at first sight of her.
“Twilight, only you know the anatomy of a dragon.” Spike complained. “Besides, those doctors would have been terrified of her, and I don’t think Fluttershy would be able to help, no offense to her. Dragons are highly intelligent beings, not domestic creatures.”
Twilight had to admit, he had a point about the doctors, but she verbally disagreed about Fluttershy and her abilities. “You underestimate her, Spike.” She chimed as magic streamed from her horn and slowly began to fix the dragonesses wings. “She has successfully used her stare on adult dragons before, and easily makes full-grown manticores turn into kittens before her kind might. Plus, a constant animal friend that lives near her is a bear.”
He waved a clawed hand. “Whatever, she still doesn’t know dragons like you!”
“And I don’t know a lot about them myself. This one appears a bit younger than you, yet she has fully-formed wings, or uh, mostly formed from what I can tell. Still mostly a mystery.” She sighed in disappointment. “So, want to tell me how she got into this condition in the first place? I pray to Celestia this wasn’t your doing.”
“Of course not!” Spike protested. “I would never hurt a lady. In fact, I was acting like a knight! She fell from the sky in a blue blur, and crashed into the ground. I raced towards her to catch her, but I wasn’t fast enough, so instead, I dragged her to you so she might be healed. All by myself!”
“Yes, such bravery.” The sarcasm was lost on Spike.
“If I do say so myself.” He grinned and rubbed his claws on his chest like he was polishing them.
If Twilight could facehoof, she would, but at that moment she was worn out from healing the dragon. Even friendly spells took effort if you were using them on a dragon, who were known for thick hide and tough scales that were highly magic resistant. The fact that the dragoness before her was able to receive the healing spells as easily as she had, only proved her young age further.
She decided it would be better if she dealt with the smaller cuts with her hooves, and to maybe put her in a coma for her head trauma.
As she got her cut-cleaning chemicals, she spoke to Spike. “Spike, take a letter. Dear Princess Celestia…” Spike began to write. “My number one assistant has found a dragon over Equestria territory. Er, Dragoness, and I suspect that she is only a bit younger than Spike himself. At the moment everything is under control as I heal her for head trauma, a mangled wing, and other various bodily harm from her fall. According to Spike, this was her first time in the air. I feel it would be easier explained in person, and better controlled considering her species and possible hostility. Your faithful friend always, Princess Twilight Sparkle.”
A green burp later and the letter was sent.
“Now for that magically induced coma.” She muttered and carefully began.
	
	

> 2: It's a Conspiracy!
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Chapter Two: It’s a Conspiracy!

The magical sleep was the easy part, waking her up was a nightmare.
For one solid week, she lay still so her body could heal itself, because the ponies had no idea how to heal her. They applied what medicine they could, but after a day or two it was unneeded. Twilight knew what she was doing when she healed the worst of it, and she knew how to put a creature into a coma for healing safely.
At the end of the week, Celestia and Luna found time to drop by.

“Greetings, Twilight!” Luna shouted as the trio met up to discuss the news of a dragon near pony territory.
“Princess Luna, Princess Celestia, hello!” She dipped her head eagerly to each of the sisters in turn.
“Hello, young Twilight.” Celestia beamed, as bright as the sun itself. “It is so good to see you, even if it is because of current events” Her face grew serious.
“My sister and I would like to see this dragoness, is she in a stable condition?” Luna prompted.
“Yes, come with me.” Twilight nodded. “I will try to keep this short for you both, considering your schedules are so tight.”
“Yes, we would have come here sooner, but with the rise of a diamond dog nation...” Celestia shuddered. “Those creatures are known kidnappers, thieves, and slavers. Everyone agrees that if they wish to become a world power, they should hear our terms first, if they manage to succeed.”
Luna stuck her muzzle in the air as they walked towards the closed off hospital section. “Over a thousand years ago, diamond dogs were mere savages, they had no complex tunnels or railways, just stole whatever shiny thing they laid eyes on. Personally, I think that if they stop their bad habits, they can create a wonderful nation.”
“Stay positive, sister.”
Twilight cleared her throat. “The dragoness is in there, and I think it is safe to wake her. We should also try to convince her to stay here so we might study her, but if we can’t… Well, plan B will work for us.” She stood in front of a door.
Celestia’s horn glowed a splendid gold as she opened the doors and cast a fire-proof spell, if there wasn’t one in place already. It didn’t hurt to be cautious, especially around dragons. They all stepped in to see the young dragoness laying on her side not moving or making a sound except for her deep breathing.
Luna cast a passive examining spell and from what she could gather, there was nothing wrong with her. Thanks to natural abilities and Twilight and the doctors healing skills, she was perfectly fine.
“She is safe to wake, no damage affects her head, and we congratulate you on your healing ability.”
Twilight blushed. “Thanks Luna.” With that, she quickly undid the coma she had placed on the dragoness, and allowed her to wake slowly.

“Wha… Rubies?” She grumbled. She blinked a few times, trying to clear away the blurriness that always descended on her after a great rest.
Why was she in such a comfortable place? All she could remember was pain… No, pain and a stupid young male dragon! Ponies, controlling the skies? She would have laughed at that during their conversation if she hadn’t been in so much pain! Hey, why wasn’t she in pain?
With little effort, she pushed off the last of the sleep and bolted up in a sitting position. “Freak, where did you drag me!” She snarled, not bothering to sniff the air for him.
A purple face shot in front of her, and it looked angry. For a second she was scared, than she realized, this purple thing was small. All it had in the way of protection was a horn and fur… Fur! She shook her head as she heard some cross words being spoken.
“Do not call my little brother a freak!” The voice growled, it sounded more motherly than sisterly, and it had a soft undertone to it. It was a voice of a creature who didn’t growl often.
She opened her eyes again and nearly snorted out fire. It was a pony! A pony was keeping her there and ordering her around!
She let out a sharp laugh. “Oh my gosh, he is suuuuch a freak! He lives with ponies!”
An incredibly motherly voice spoke, it belonged to a nearby pony who was taller than the purple one. “I ask you kindly, do not call my subject a freak, miss…”
“Blazer.” She snarled her name fiercely, though they did not seem impressed.
“Well, miss Blazer, welcome to Ponyville hospital.” The white one dipped her head. “I am Princess Celestia, controller of the sun.”
A blue one who was in between the heights of the white and purple one stepped up. “I am Princess Luna, controller of the moon, stars, and dream mistress.” Ok, that title was more impressive in her opinion.
The smallest one there, the purple pony, finally introduced herself. “I am Princess Twilight, princess of friendship!” She announced cheerily.
Princess of friendship. That might be impressive to ponies, but for a dragon, she was absolutely laughable. Not even an elder would keep a straight face at her, not after that introduction! “Well, princess of friendship,” Blazer smirked. “You three made a big mistake. You see, I am a dragon, and dragons eat ponies.”
The three were still unfazed, and Blazer was becoming quickly annoyed. She became more annoyed when Twilight, princess of weakness, friendship, whatever, began to scribble something down.
“Hey, don’t write about me!” She screeched and blew a blue flame at it, an orange flame was in the very middle of the blue.
It merely moved out of harms way with the help of magic, while the fire splattered over a nearby wall, doing no damage whatsoever.
Her eyes widened. Fire beat everything, that was what she was taught, so why didn’t her fire do anything now? “H-hey!” She whined. “That isn’t fair, fire beats everything! It is one of the most destructive forces on this planet!”
The one named Celestia gave her an odd look. “Is it?” She inquired with suspicious innocence. “Why don’t you enlighten us?”
She couldn’t tell if she was being mocked, but she would gladly take any chance to prove these ponies wrong in every way possible. If they didn’t think fire was dangerous now, they soon would!
“Gladly.” She sneered. “Even with the best fireproofing abilities, one day, anything can burn, even water. In fact, I saw an elder burn water to nothing but steam! Fire destroys everything in its path, letting nothing get in its way, just like a dragon! It ruins the lives of forest critters, burning their homes to the ground and turning them into crispy critters. Yum.”
Finally, the purple one paused to turn slightly green. “Are all dragons this crude?”
“Yes.”
Celestia smiled gently. “Fire does not always destroy.”
“Yes it does.” She snorted.
“How would you know?”
“The elders told me so! They are the wisest of all dragons, oldest ones too.” Blazer bragged.
Celestia continued giving her soft smile. “Well, what if I told you fire doesn’t just destroy?”
“Then I would call ya a dirty liar and to rethink what you have been taught.”
Celestia merely chuckled. “What if you have been mistaught? My little dragon, fire is also life giving, and sustaining. Want to know how I know this?”
“Because you’re a dirty liar?”
“Because the sun is a big ball of fire that warms up the planet every day. It grows plants from the ground, gives you warmth, lights the sky, and does much much more. I am Celestia, princess of the sun, and I know what fire is.” Her gaze grew serious.
Blazer was not buying this. Some namby bambi pony princess claims to raise the sun, kept her wherever for over a night, and was trying to brainwash her into believing some stupid logic about fire. “No. You don’t. I am a dragon, and this if fire!” She screamed and let out a mighty flame.
Yet she didn’t aim it at the expecting sun princess, nor the moon princess, she aimed it at that annoying purple one. The friendship one, it made her barf! She poured her rage into the blue flames that only grew larger.
If Twilight had been a second slower, she would have been roasted pony, even then, her feathers were singed and her fur was giving off a burning smell. A large shield formed over her easily, the other two ponies copied, all three had burning eyes of either anger, or disappointment.
“This is not going as I expected.” Celestia’s voice was full of bitter disappointment. “I was hoping to see a real dragon, not some short-tempered hatchling.”
That only made her angrier. “I am not a hatchling!” She screamed, only momentarily stopping her blazing assault. “I can fly!”
Luna snorted as she activated her own flameproof shield. “And crash from one pesky mismanaged breeze.”
The dragoness shook with uncontrolled rage as she launched a scaly fist at her face instead of flames. It only hit a pre-placed shield. Blazer’s eyes twitched as she kicked out at Celestia next and sent flames all over the rooms. She wanted to pummel them all to pulps, burn them for her next BBQ! No one insulted a dragon and got away with it!
She continued lashing out and blowing fire at the three princesses, who just stood there and took it, not getting hurt one bit thanks to their magic. This only made her angrier, but as time went on, the anger stopped giving her strength. As she lashed out, it suck away her strength. Her punches and kicks were slower and sloppier, the fire began to only come out as smoke. Soon there was nothing left in her. She slumped back on her bed.
“Are you done?” Princess Twilight asked as she still wrote on her notepad. “Because that type of stamina was pretty impressive for such a young dragon.”
A thought crossed her mind. “Were you guys trying to anger me on purpose?” She snarled.
“Yes and no. You have already given us pretty important information, thank you. By the way, you are going to be placed under arrest for attempting to assault three princesses. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say will. and can be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an...” She rambled on, but Blazer was no longer listening.
They made her angry on purpose, and sh was being arrested for their actions! Now she was all tuckered out so she couldn’t even escape. If she could escape, her family and group of dragons was probably a ways away, and she was stuck in this strange land, lost. These ponies, these prey animals had outsmarted her 100%.
She was not going to stand for that either, but she couldn’t do anything… She was the only real dragon stuck in a pony place.
Then a loud knock sounded at the door. “Hey Twilight! Can I come in?” Asked a slightly familiar male voice.
“Yeah Spike, and guess what, Blazer is up!” Twilight answered happily, pencil and notebook in her magical grasp.

He had watched over her for a whole week. He was prince charming, waiting for his sleeping princess to wake up so they might live happily ever-after. When Spike heard that his dream-dragoness had awoken, well, to say he was happy was an understatement.
He was joyous beyond belief! Excited, though slightly nervous. Intrigued as he went to say good morning for the very creature that made him not just leave his crush on Rarity, but destroy it all together so he could build it again and put her name on it! Whatever it was.
He opened the door and ignored the stench of singed fur and smoke. “Hello!” He stated happily, teeth bared in a greeting smile.
He was met with three unreadable pony faces and on furious dragoness gaze. He already knew why she was angry though, she did didn’t wake up to see her savior's face! He opened his mouth to kindly ask the three princess’s to leave, but Luna got there first.
“Come Celestia, Twilight. We should discuss a few things in private.” Luna stated.
“I have to copy my notes down again anyway.” Twilight shrugged.
“I need cake.”
They walked out, leaving behind an unseen crystal that was near the bed.
When they had all gone, Spike turned around grinning, only to receive a fist in his face.
“You-you live with ponies!” She snarled, flames coming from her nose. “You are a disgust to dragon kind, I have been betrayed by a species member in favor of PREY!”
He flinched. Why was she so angry still? “Are you in pain?”
“No! I am stuck, under arrest, and unable to fly free like a dragon should! Worst off, the only dragon I have contact with is you.” She spat. “A pony who wears scales and claws.”
He was very hurt now. How could this Dragoness hate him upon wakening? Maybe she just hit her head too hard, yeah, that was it. “Silly dragoness,” He grinned once more. “I am obviously a dragon. Not a pony in a costume.”
She breathed fire at him, and to his surprise, it burned. He yelped and jumped back, causing the floor to creak. “What was that! Fire has never hurt me before!”
“It was dragon fire, brainless.” She sneered. “Though a better dragon would be able to protect himself from that little spark. Even a hatchling can do it.”
Now that just hit low. Pile that on top of the other ponies insults, and not just from her but the dragon group he once hung out with, he was starting to feel very… Degraded. She was starting to make him wish he was a predator like all the other dragons, and not one who purely ate gems.
“Well, can a hatchling do this?” He demanded and breathed  large bellow of green sparkling flames that filled the entire room.
When it cleared, a blue dragoness stood unimpressed. “Yes.”
“Oh.” His ear fins dropped. “Well, uh, how do you protect yourself from another dragons fire?”

In another room a twin crystal was giving off static-filled words.
“We should have accounted for Spike trying to show off!” Luna exclaimed. “We forget his heart is easily manipulated.”
“You mean his ego.” Twilight spoke as she concentrated on having the crystal give out clearer words. All the dragon fire was causing an interference.
“Shush, she is explaining to him on how to protect himself from another dragons fire!” Princess Celestia exclaimed.
“Yes, that is… Now…” A noise of air whooshing as she blew out fire.
“Ouch!” Spike yelped.
“Idiot…. ry harder, focus on the magic within you! Now I…” Static and dragon fire interference made it harder to hear, but the three managed to get most words deciphered.
“She seems to act, uh, nicer around Spike.” Celestia observed. “Less punching and flame throwing him for violence only.”
“Yeah, she is actually teaching him!” Twilight was incredibly happy. Two reasons, this dragon was managing to get Spike interested in learning, and two, new knowledge!
“Well Twilight, you were right about one things. Plan B worked.” Luna sighed.
Celestia nodded. “You were correct in the fact that she would not want to talk with us, her very body language said so. However, we got her angry enough to attack us and give us a reason to make her stay, and she is willing enough to talk with Spike.”
“So now all that is left is the terms of her arrest and how she can shorten it…” Twilight gave a sly grin. “If she could say, teach Spike to be a dragon dragon, let scientists examine her, and the fact she does not know Equestria law, we make her stay for three years on good behavior?”
“Seems good enough.” The other two nodded.
> 3: Arrangements
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	Chapter 3: Arrangements.

Spike stood burnt and aching as he tried desperately to summon his ‘dragon magic’. He was starting to think she was pulling his chain about dragon magic, but when he blew fire at her she wasn’t hurt one bit. Maybe he didn’t have it? Or he just didn’t have usual magic?
She stopped blowing fire, her throat was starting to get a bit sore. “Ok.” She growled. “Have you even used magic before, or even relied on your natural abilities?”
He hesitated. “Well, um. I can blow fire and I am resistant to lava and other fire. I don’t even have my wings though, maybe my magic will come with my wings?”
“How old are you?”
That was sudden. “15.”
She let out a tiny chuckle. “You won’t be getting your wings until you are about 20, and even then, they will only start to grow.”
He stared at her, dumbfounded. “What, why?” He demanded.
She let out another lofty laugh. “Silly me, I forget. You are a pony at heart, and wasn’t raised like a true dragon, therefore you do not have our knowledge. Though it is fairly sad you don’t know why type of dragon you are.”
Types? Now he was really lost. “Sorry, what do you mean, type of dragon?”
“You are a ground dragon Spike.” She said, now serious. “Magic shouldn’t come harder to you, but flying will. Speaking of magic, back on track. Haven’t you noticed anything you might be able to do that is dragon related?”
“I can burp letters to princess Celestia, and she can send letters through my magical burps…” He muttered. “Is that magical?”
“Sorta gassy, but yes, that is magic. When you do it, what steps do you go through?” She pushed.
He thought about it, something he hadn’t done in a long time when it came to letter sending. It simply happened nowadays. He concentrated though, he wanted to use this dragon magic, and get closer to Blazer. “I… Reach for my flame. That is the only way I can describe it. I reach for my flame and I put my will behind it, I will it to send letters to a certain pony or place.”
“Yes! Now you must reach for your flame again, but instead of burping it out, let it cover your body. The flame of a dragon is important, never forget that.” With that, she breathed fire at him.
It was happening quickly, but he already knew how to reach for his flame. He pulled at it, resisted the urge to pass gas, and let it seep through his body so it might protect him. It was a struggle, his flame, as he called it, wanted to go this way and that. Only with harsh mental jerks was he able to control it and have it protect him. And protect him it did, though barely, for his flame seemed to resent this.
As the blue fire cleared, he found himself unharmed, and tried to yip with glee, but only managed a croak.
Blazer smirked when he saw the state of using strange magic left him in. “Not too easy, is it?”
Hh managed a wheeze. “You knew it would be that hard?”
“That I did, but there was a second lesson behind it.” Her smirk turned into her favorite face, a sneer. “The moment a dragon lets his flame be tamed by another is the second he sells himself into slavery.”
With those kind words said, the door banged opened. “Blazer,” Princess Twilight Sparkle announced, “We have discussed your… crime and have agreed to what could be called a lenient sentence. Considering you did attack three royal members.”
She sneered. Again. “You will never keep me here.”
Celestia grimaced. “We have never had a female dragon in our presence for so long, so we have decided that if you let scientists study you, and you have my word that they will not harm you, we will take time off your sentence.”
Luna spoke up next. “You also will have time off your sentence for not knowing our laws. A third way to get time shaved off is to teach Spike how to use his dragon powers. With good behavior, you could be out of here in three years.”
Her face dropped and her spines went completely flat against her head. Three years if she did all of that, AND didn’t try to kill ponies? Well, that is what she assumed they meant by good behaviour. Noooo. Nononononono. No.
Blazer was a dragon of 13 years, this was a very important time in her life! She was learning all the basics to survive without an adult, and, she was earning respect from her peers. Respect and honor were incredibly valuable things to a dragon, that and their hoards.
“Nope. Sorry ladies, but I must be released now. I need to gain respect, build my starter hoard, and learn the rest of my survival skills.” Blazer laughed nervously, her cocky attitude gone. “Now, I promise no damage will come to ponies as I make my exit.” She ran towards the window.
Incredibly strong magic grabbed her and froze her before she could move a step. It was a dark blue flash, and suddenly she couldn’t move.
“We are sorry,” Luna spoke, “but thou did break Equestria laws. Had it been any other pony, they would be away for life. Dragons live very very very long lives, Blazer. Be thankful we are being so kind to you, though part of it is because we did provoke you.”
She managed to move her jaws as she let out a desperate cry. “Why though, why are you all so desperate to keep me here and study me?”
“Because Blazer, many dragons have killed ponies.” Celestia spoke quickly. “We will not hold it against you, but we want to study your ways so we can avoid death, and dragons are incredibly strong creatures. Incredible fliers, physically strong, and magically able and resistant. If we could study you, it would help us with leaps and bounds in the name of not only science, but magic!”
“Why not use Spike then? That little freak is attached to you after all.” She glared.
Spike spoke up now, his voice soft. “They have studied me, but I am just one dragon. A dragon who has grown up with ponies. I don’t know anything about being a wild dragon, well except for the part that male teenagers are super mean.” He continued. “However Blazer, you have grown up with them, you know their social structure, their habits, and what offends them. You know their preferred prey and… Well, we know nothing except the anatomy of a male teenager dragon.”
Blazer closed her eyes and breathed. “Spike, you aren’t a teenager.” She would give this piece of knowledge without insult, just this once. “You. Are. A. Baby.”
“Hey, that’s mean!” He protested.
“I am not insulting you, for once. ...Idiot.” She really wished he would get in her field of vision. “I am a baby, you are a baby. You will be considered a kid when your prey friends become adults.” Her voice was dead serious. “This is also why I need to go.” She tried to hold back her tears, as she tried not to beg. “I am just a baby. I must learn how to survive.”
Finally, Twilight spoke. “We really wished we could let you go, now that we know you are a baby dragon, but we can’t. You still broke the law.” She sighed and facehoofed. She really tried not to blame Blazer now, but none of this would have happened if Blazer never attacked them. None of it would have happened if Twilight never made plan B.
“Three years, just serve three years as a juvenile.” Murmured Celestia. “Than you can fly free.”
The easily emotional Blazer screeched in anger. “Didn’t you just hear me, you deaf swine!” Her voice rose to irritating levels. “I need to leave, or are you just going to keep a baby imprisoned? Huh, is this the wise and fair Celestia I hear about?” She knew she hit low, but young dragons weren’t known for being stable, or nice. “You aren’t fair, and you definitely aren’t wise!” She took a breath to go on, but while the sun princess looked down, the moon one refused to stand for the insults being thrown.
She stepped forward, wings flared and eyes glowing white as she used the royal voice. “BLAZER OF THE DRAGONS. THOU WILL NEVER USE SUCH WORDS WITH OUR SISTER AGAIN. YOU WILL HOLD THINE TONGUE AND SERVE OUT YOUR MORE THAN JUST SENTENCE, OR YOU WILL ROT IN THE COLDEST OF DUNGEONS FOR ETERNITY.” If there was ever a way to shut up a dragoness throwing a tantrum, it was that.
Blazer stopped talking and let silent tears of rage slid down her cheeks.
Luna took a deep breath to continue in a kinder voice as those around her were also subdued by the outbreak. “We will happily let you wait one week while making the decision, though I think your path is clear. At that time we will find you a place to stay and go over every piece of knowledge on how to make sure you thrive in your environment. I assume gems will suffice, considering Spike eats them all the time and gets along nicely.
Remember, you are a juvenile, and will be treated as such by the law. If you lash or act out in any way that will physically harm somepony or yourself, you will be restrained and your sentence will become longer.” She turned to Celestia. “Are we ready to go?” She asked kindly.
Celestia had regained herself. “Yes, lets go Luna. Twilight, can you control her while we search for a place for her?”
“Of course, Princesses.” She bowed. “I can keep her in the library. I have a sub-basement for my experiments, but I can keep her there.”
Blazer would have shivered if she were not still frozen. Experiments? Great, she was stuck with the seemingly innocent one, who would later turn out to be a psychopath who experimented on poor little bunnies.
All this time Spike did not speak. He seemed to be thinking about something, and from the looks of it, he was thinking deeply. Twilight noticed this and made a mental note to ask him how he was later. AT the moment though, a certain dragoness needed her attention more.
“Princess Luna, please undo your freeze spell.”
The lunar princess obliged and Blazer had free movement once more, but she was exhausted and nearly collapsed the second she could move.
Twilight tutted. “You must have been fighting that spell beyond eyeball and jaw movement. Would you like me to carry you in my magic?”
She might not have her freedom, but she had her pride. “No.” Her voice came out harsher than usual, if that was possible. “I will walk on my own.”
“If everything is settled, my sister and I will be leaving now.” Celestia nodded and left, Luna quickly following.

The walk home was relatively short, but for Spike, it took hours as he mentally thought out everything.
After all, he was still just a baby dragon? He wouldn’t even get his wings until he was a ‘kid’, which would be in five more years. Oh yeah, and the fact was, he was still a baby compared to other dragons kinda stumped him, considering he was so used to a ponies growth spurt. In a ponys eyes, he was a teenager.
Then there was the fact that he had given himself a strong reminder that he didn’t know anything about dragon society. He didn’t even have the skills a normal hatchling would have, let alone the basic survival ones! Even now, he was barely the size of an adult pony.
Holding back a forlorn sigh, he noticed that they were already at the castle/library. Only the first floor was public, as it held the library itself, but other than that, most of the crystal tree was off limits.
“Spike, why don’t you go get some gems for our guest?”
“I am not your guest, I am your prisoner.” Growled Blazer in response. “Call me nothing else but the truth.”
“You are under juvenile arrest.” Responded Twilight, like it made a difference.
Before it could get into an argument, Spike spoke up. “Oh, my favorite gems are the green ones, I bet you will like them too!” He walked off quickly, trying to seem perky and happy.
As he walked forward, he did find himself shaking off the gloom he had during his walk home. Being able to help that beautiful creature, even if she technically a prisoner, also put a smile on his green face.
He reached the kitchen and opened a crystalline cupboard. All these years later, and he was still unused to the fact that he lived inside a giant crystal tree. For some reason, when it was wood, it felt more homey. All this crystal made him hungry at best (it looked an awful lot like blue gems), and noisy or uncomfortable at worst. You try getting a midnight snack and walk across crystal floors without your claws clicking on the ground!
He pulled out a box of gems and filled two bowls of it. Next he grabbed her a cup of water, placing all three items on a large plate. After years of serving Twilight and her friends, he was an expert at this. Standing up on his hind claws, he walked to the sub-basement.

It was roomy at least, well, now it was. Before that, Twilight had all her junk out taking up nearly the whole space. Blazer had bared her teeth every time a piece of ‘scientific equipment’ zoomed past her head, in the sturdy grip of Twilight's magic. Finally, all the stuff had been removed and an awkward looking Twilight stood there, alone with Blazer.
Her ears flopped down as her face took on a look that suggested deep thinking. The more she appeared to concentrate on her thought, the guiltier she looked. Blazer swore she saw regret flash through those lavender eyes many times.
Finally, Twilight spoke. “Blazer… I believe I owe you an apology.”
The dragoness tilted her head, still grumpy after that days treatment. “No, really? You duped me into getting arrested so you might study me.”
A flash of anger zapped across her eyes before disappearing with a look of small understanding. “It isn’t just that.” She bit her lip, ears still folded back. “It was how I treated you. You didn’t like my little brother Spike from the sounds of it, and I am afraid I was too quick to judge you. When I heard you insult him, I got a flashback from the time he ran off to join the great dragon migration…”
Blazer tilted her head, little pony Spike joining the ADULT and TEENAGED dragons? Now this purple princess was yanking her scales, no way could Spike have done that and survived unless he did something super impressive, besides pass magical gas.
“Doesn't that idiot know that latest migration was for adults and teens only? If babies or kids REALLY had to come along, they rode on their moms back. From what I can gather, Spike doesn’t have a mom.” Blazer said, only slightly amazed.
Twilight tapped her chin. “That would explain the lack of young dragons we saw when observing it from the trench. Well, when I infiltrated the dragons he did a belly flop into the lava pool from over a hundred foot drop.”
Blazer let out a whistle. That took tough skin, even by dragon standards. “Colored me impressed, the pony dragon did something dragon-like. Guess their are some scales underneath that hide after all, but what I don’t get is how you managed to infiltrate the dragons, as you so put it.”
“A story for another time, but lets just say my friend makes a mean costume.” Twilight gave a low chuckle.
Blazer suddenly scrunched her non existent eyebrows together. That pony was chuckling and they were having a friendly conversation. How did that purple pony get her to relax so easily?
She said sorry, and admitted she was in the wrong. The thought appeared in her mind. Was that all it took to appease a dragons pride and ego? For someone else to say sorry? She didn’t even think Twilight weaker for it because Twilight had appeared to dislike her from the start.
As she thought this over, the door opened, and familiar rocky smell hit her nose.
“Gems.” She practically purred. “Meat is sweet, but only a fool turns down jewels.” She recited the well known saying.
A smiling Spike appeared, carrying the bowl full of gems. “I also got you some water.” He announced. “You did a lot of fire-breathing today.”
She nodded. “Amazing.” She walked over and grabbed the cup from his plate along with a bowl full of gems.
With ease of practice, she tilted back her head and poured many of the dragon-edible gems into her mouth and crunched them. Seconds later, she downed it with water.
Twilight tilted her head as she waited for Blazer to say something, yet the dragoness didn’t know what the purple pony wanted her to say so she stayed silent.
Finally she spoke as Spike began on his gems. “Won’t you say thankyou?”
“What for? You have to feed me if you want information.”
“Yeah, but it is polite.”
“Maybe in pony society.” She retorted, “But we don’t say thankyou to small things. It makes our thanks less meaningful. Now, if I were say, starving, and he gave me the gems, then I would say thankyou.”
Spike took on a dreamy look in his eyes. “Fascinating.” He breathed.
“Common dragon knowledge!” Blazer snapped.
Twilight interrupted. “Well, Blazer I suggest you finish up your gems so I can get your bed down here. Can’t have you sleeping on the hard ground, eh? These crystal floors seem to such the heat right out of you. Come on Spike, lets go.” Twilight jerked her head.
Spike gave one last goofy grin at Blazer. “See you soon!” He waved and shut the door.
The second the door shut, purple encased it and disappeared, leaving Blazer alone in an empty room. What could go wrong?

> Settling In.
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	Chapter Four: Settling In.

A lot could go wrong because Blazer did not plan on staying put, however nothing did.\. As soon as the coast was clear, she went to prod the magical barrier. Her reward was a giant magical hoof pushing her back angrily. So, Twilight expected that.
Smart pony, but Blazer was confident she was smarter. Mainly because she knew more about ponies than ponies knew about her.
“Ok Blazer… Just dig for gems, this crystal floor can’t be any harder than stone.” She speculated.
Her claws hit the floor and didn’t even scratch it. She frowned and stomped on it with all her might, hoping for something. She got nothing. That crystal floor was surprisingly hard, and hard to break, let alone scratch.
“Crap!” She snapped. “This damn floor, this tree, this strange substance! I doubt it is even edible!” To prove her own point she tried snacking on the doorknob. It didn’t bend in her mighty jaws.
Perhaps it was meltable. She summoned a fireball the size of Twilight, poured her angry remains into it and aimed it at the floor. It heated up, but cooled after three seconds.
“What is this floor made out of?” She cried.
The door opened, Twilight walked in with Spike, her bed in tow.
“The rarest of crystals forged in the powers of friendship.” Twilight answered, hearing her frustrated question. “Aka, you aren’t breaking through it. My tree has no weapons or guards because it is a fortress in itself. Somehow a living plant made of the hardest of crystals, and immune to most things. Including you.”
“Set my bed in the far corner.” Was her reply.
“Say please.”
“You ponies are obsessed about being polite.” She snapped. “...Please.”
“Why of course, Blazer!” Twilight hovered the lone mattress into the sub-basement and set it where she requested it to be set. “Now, this mattress is fire-proof, but not claw-prof. It also is incredibly soft because it doesn’t have supports and lays on the ground.”
She eyed the bed. “Soft? Why not just throw some hay down here for me to sleep on? That is all a real dragon needs. That, or its hoard.”
“Just try it, real dragoness.” Twilight gave an eye roll.
She snorted smoke at the princess, but laid down on the mattress doubting it could be any softer than a freshly picked giant rabbit moss plant. Yet as she relaxed in it she let out a slight moan. Sweet fire mother, this thing was soft!
“What is this made out of?” She said in her usual demanding tones.
“What every mattress is made out of.” Spike answered happily. “I am so glad to see you like it!”
She got up and glanced around her sparkling cage. “Bathroom. Where is the bathroom?” She demanded.
Twilight ignited her horn and shot a random area on the wall to the right. It slid down, revealing a just as blue and crystal bathroom, complete with a toilet, sink, and bathtub, but to the dragoness, all objects were foreign and unknown. “I think I did a decent job on making that emergency room.”
“Awesome, so which one is the one I go in? Is it the large bowl?”
Twilight resisted the urge to facehoof as she remembered, this dragoness had lived in the wilds, and wouldn’t know what to do with pony objects. “Spike, you should go while I get her acquainted with how to use pony things.”
“But Twilight-”
“Go, now.” She growled.
Spike sighed and went to leave. “Fine, but I want a reason later!”
As he stepped out Blazer cocked her head in confusion. “Why does he have to leave? Not that I am complaining.”
Twilight made a face. “I don’t know about you, but to me and all other ponies, pooping is a very private thing, and ponies don’t like to have company when using the bathroom.”
“Really? We just go in a hole when we feel like it. Who cares if somedragon spots ya?”
“We do, Blazer, and you live amongst ponies now.”
She growled in protest. “I do not live amongst you, I am trapped here! I care not for your stupid society, but you are forcing it upon me anyway.”
“Yes, and basic privacy is such a burden.” The sarcasm was plain in her voice.
This caused her to hesitate. Like all dragons, oops, like all normal dragons, she loved privacy. Maybe privacy while she did her things was an ok social adjustment. Still, she couldn’t seem like she was caving in. “I suppose I can comply.” She rumbled.
“Amazing. One last thing, I am going to spare you a lot of drama and say this bluntly. You stink worse than Winona, my friends dog, after shell rolls around in pig mud. So I got you a dragon size bathtub.”
“Ok, one, how did you get this all ready so quickly, and two, dragons stink. The end. Why would I even get drama over my hygiene?”
“Because if my friend Rarity saw you, smelled you, she would throw a fit the size of your mother and throw you into the tub yourself.” Twilight informed her.
“I doubt it, maybe an alicorn like you could throw me with strength or magic, but not a pesky normal  pony.” Blazer sniffed. “‘Sides, my mama is huge. Not even a meat-deprived hatchling could throw a tantrum that big.”
“Blazer, I warn you. Rarity is a fashinista, and in the name of fashion she would do anything short of illegal.”
“You friend has a problem.”
“We’re working on it, but she is a very generous pony.” Twilight assured her. “She would probably give you lessons in pony society too, amongst other things.”
An idea crossed her mind, one that she would currently put in the back of her mind but view later. Free lessons in pony behavior, society, and pretty much anything? Once again, something she could quite possibly use to her advantage.
“So, you want me to take a bath…” She rounded the conversation back to the starting point. “Why not just run me under a waterfall? Easier.”
Twilight raised an eyebrow. “Blazer, do you like looking pretty?”
“Of course, pretty females get the male dragons with the big hoards! And it is kind of fun to be pretty...”

She leisurely soaked in the bathtub while Twilight Sparkle, princess of flipping friendship herself, scrubbed her front claws and happily chattered away. Blazer knew that Twilight was trying to show her how to correctly bath, but she was also doing nearly all the work for Blazer when it came to the finer things, such as claw cleaning, or polishing. Apparently hoof-polish worked on claws too.
Before that, she had grabbed Spike’s special scale cleaner and Blazer had to admit she loved how her scales were shining currently. At the moment her spines, or head and tail spikes as referred to by the silly little ponies, were relaxed and laying flat against her head and tail. A fine lather covered them too, and it would be rinsed off later.
“So Blazer… Do you hate Spike? Because if you are teaching my little brother, you need to find a way around that.”
“I don’t hate them,” The dragoness snorted. “He just reminds me of a hatchling, he knows nothing.”
Twilight perked her ears. “What’s the difference between a hatchling and baby?”
“Hatchling are completely defenseless. For the first ten years of our lives our claws are soft, our scales not yet hardened, and seven out of ten of us can’t breath fire until age ten too.” As she spoke she winced inwardly. The dragon-raised part of her completely rebelled at the thought of telling a pony even that scrap of info.
“Interesting.” Twilight breathed. “So a mother dragon would be more inclined to say, eat a pony if she or he got within even ten yard of the nest?”
“Try one hundred yards, and she wouldn’t just eat the pony. First she would rip off the head and toss it into somewhere of plain view, then she would disembowel it and bring the rest back to her family for food.”
“That… sounds sickening.” Twilight paused on the last nail, fighting back the urge to vomit.
“Well, now you ponies know a dragon is nearby when you see random heads and guts.”
“We will most definitely keep that in mind. A nice way to save a pony from a horrifying death.” Twilight promised and finished cleaning the last nail, which shined like the rest of Blazer. Eagerly changing the subject to spare her stomach, twilight turned on the faucet. “Get those suds off. Your bath is complete. If you don’t want to go fancy, then just slap on some soap and rinse. However, I think my friends should see you at your best.”
“A dragoness is always at her best.” Blazer sniffed as she got the suds off.

Spike had no idea why Twilight and Blazer were taking so long, and with all the waiting he was inclined to pace. One two three four five, turn, one two three four five turn, one two three four five, turn, one-
“Twilight!” He cried out.
“Spike.” She returned the greeting cheerfully.
“What were you doing? Did she really need that much help with figuring out pony objects?” He asked.
“No… I also gave her a bath and informed her she will be meeting my friends. I didn’t say when, but I want to have her meet them tomorrow so we can get started on teaching you.” Twilight informed him.
“Will she be teaching me today?”
“No.”
“Tomorrow?” His voice grew hopeful.
“Nu uh, friends tomorrow. I just told you that! Besides, she seems to suffer from unpredictable mood swings, I want to see if I can ease her into pony lifestyle quickly, yet as stress-free as possible. Luckily she was being as nice as she could be when I showed her the bath tub.”
He nodded. “So, will she teach me the day after your friends see her?” He could care less about her mood swings, his heart had gone back to beating for her.
“We will see, Spike, We will see.” Twilight promise.

> 5: In Between
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	Chapter Five: In Between.

Blazer sighed as she took the towel and dried off, not liking the cold after effects of stepping out of the nice warm water. She couldn’t deny the fact that soaking in a tub was nice, and being clean, not just dirt off the top of her scales clean, but everything clean, was amazing; yet she still disliked the the way she felt this stuff was being forced on her.
However, she could bare it for her newest idea that not even Sparkle Arse would figure out. Blazer was going to be a spy, her job, get information for dragon kind. She would be remembered in history and by all dragon kind as the dragoness who got the information to bring down their very civilization if they so pleased! She was going to brave their treatments, suffer through the agonizing society shift, and give up a chunk of her future as she was forced to learn about them.
Oh who was she kidding? Ponies hardly posed a threat and made amazing snacks if they so happened to wander just a bit too close to a hungry dragon. She was no great spy, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t act like one to make this whole thing bearable. Deep down though, she despaired at the thought of spending one more day with them.
So far they valued friendship, preferred peace, were sadly smart, and just like all prey animals, too nice. Ok, but dragons already knew that. Maybe she could introduce the idea of more privacy though? Dragons would love that idea, especially when they would be forced to travel in groups.
Good start, one useful piece of information. These prey animals valued privacy when doing their business and bathing.
“She probably fire proofed this room.” She spoke aloud suddenly, a whole new train of thought coming to mind.
Why should she have to air dry when she could trump water with fire, and heat up the place? Cracking a happy grin, she breathed fire all over the room, allowing the crystals to heat up and warm her freezing scales. Only for a few short moments did it feel like a sauna, until she evaporated that water too.
Pausing to suck in some air, she looked at her body. Not a single water droplet on it, and shining like a Snowy Sapphire. Practically dripping confidence, she swaggered out of the bathroom and then out of her room. If that wuss of a dragon thought she was beautiful before, his jaw would be dropping to the ground now. Blazer wasn’t above playing with the emotions of others, it would give her some type of control after all.
“I’m hungry, what is for dinner?” She called as she walked towards the noise.
It sounded kind of like an argument, but what about? She would have to get closer to see, or more like hear.
Walking into a large room with a fabulous purple rug on the ground, she let two incredibly large doors slam shut behind her. On the sides of the grand room were pictures of Twilight and other ponies that Blazer could only guess were her friends. There was also some statues of them too, all made out of the irritating material that was making her hungrier by the second. How did Spike stand living in an edible, yet not edible,  castle?
The room was longer than it was wider, but that being said it was still had a good distance from the left to right side. At the end of the room was Twilight, and a brownish mare with silver hair.
“Oh, Blazer, I see you found my throne room.” Twilight said casually. though looking slightly nervous. “Maybe go look for Spike instead?”
Blazer cocked her head to the side and raised an non-existent eyebrow ni questioning. “Why, ya busy?”
“Yes.” She stated flatly. “Mayor Mare, meet Blazer. Blazer, Mayor Mare.” She swished her hooves back and forth.
“Actually, no Twilight.” The mayor interrupted rudely. “I wish to see your new dragon friend.”
“I am not her friend.” Blazer growled in warning.
To her credit, the mayor of Ponyville kept her cool quite well. Possibly because she had seen so many strange and dangerous threats in her days. If anyone could now keep a cool head around dangers, it was the mayor of weird town herself.
“Mmhmm.” She hummed, slightly disinterested.
Mayor Mare got closer and began to circle Blazer like she was just some sack of meat. Blazer began to fidget from both discomfort and anger. What was this pony doing, inspecting her? The dragoness did not like it one bit and was about to voice her opinion-
“I suppose she can stay, however, are you sure she is intelligent unlike those wild dragons?” The mayor turned her head to Twilight, now ignoring Blazer without care.
Twilight gulped. “Please do not speak to her like that… Or about her. Or her kind. Maybe nothing negative? She has just made a large jump from her usual standard of living.”
“Yes, I suppose our amazing pony technology could overwhelm such an uneducated beast.” The mayor agreed.
Blazer’s eye twitched as her spines shot up in anger. Growling, she eyed the neck of the mare before her, pondering if she should jump on this prey or not. How superior she was acting! How out of her league she assumed to be! Snarl on her face, she wisely choose to battle this mare verbally, as ponies were more accustomed too.
“You think I am an idiot? Well talk about your self, imbecile! You speak negatively about a dragon who probably weighs twice your weight in scales alone, can breath fire on your sorry excuse for a body, and has the born instincts of a killer! What sane creature walks up in front of a hunter, insults it, then ignores it? Only a real idiot does that, miss Mayor Mare.”
Mayor Mare stood wide-eyed for a few seconds before regaining her composure. “Well then! Twilight if your new dragon is going to act like that, she is not welcomed in Ponyville! Take her away at once!”
Before Balzer could snap again, Twilight beat her too it, a furious look now on her face too. “Mayor Mare, in all honesty, you had that coming.” She stated in her usual blunt way. “She was right when she said you marched up to her and insulted her. Also, she isn’t my dragon, and neither is Spike. I don’t own dragons, Spike is his own pony- er, dragon. Blazer is a special case and just happens to be in our custody for a while. One last thing, I technically own Ponyville now, and while I am mostly a head figure until I figure out how to rule, I can make the final decision on anything I please. Blazer is staying, now please get out of my castle.”
The mayor was fuming, but kept her mouth shut as she stormed from the crystal tree, steam coming from her ears. While Twilight sat on her throne appearing tired, Blazer was ecstatic.
“That was amazing! I didn’t know you creatures had a temper.” The dragoness laughed. “Ah come on, don’t look down, I mean yeah, dragons deal out worse verbal  beat downs when things don’t get physical, but I can make an exception for you new timers when it comes to verbal fighting.”
Twilight eyed her, clearly annoyed with the little speech she just gave. “Thing is, we ponies don’t do it like that. What I did was very very bad, and now I will be getting negative public whiplash from it. Top it off, I was pretty rude too, that isn’t ok. I am a leader, I am not allowed to blow up, Blazer. Verbal beat downs are a no-no.”
“Verbal beat downs are a no-no.” She mimicked with creepy likeness to Twilight's voice. “Listen to yourself Twilight, better yet, listen to me. Sometimes to get a point across you gotta be tough, and rude. That was both, and didn’t it work?”
“Blazer, pony society, different things.” She chimed. “Please, lets get off this subject. Mayor Mare usually is more polite, but she has been under a lot of stress now that I am princess. Who truly runs this town? As I said, I am a mere figurehead… For now. Anyway, what’s up?”
Blazer begrudgingly left the subject. Her stomach was persuasive in its growling however. “Food, dinner. Do I get to eat meat, or just gems?”
“Gems. I don’t think many ponies would be happy with you eating meat, considering you are already a dragon. Sorry to get off topic, but do you really weigh twice that of the mayor?”
“Meat diet makes you bigger and has more protein.” She explained. “I suppose you veggie ponies wouldn’t know much on meat and its effects though.. Also, my scales aren’t here to look pretty. Protection weighs.”
“Fascinating…” Twilight murmured. “Spike! Get dinner set please!” She shouted at the top of her lungs. Continuing in a normal voice. “Please step into that room on the right.” She pointed to a nearby room with a large wooden red cross over it.
Blazer nodded, vaguely wondering what this pony was about to do. Should she be frightened that one of the few ponies in this world who could bring a dragon down single-hoofed was making her go to a room with a strange symbol after revealing her weight? Possibly. Maybe she just wanted a scale though, and those were easy enough to pick off, though a bit painful.
Slowly walking into the room, Twilight followed her. So far her encounters with Twilight mainly involved arguments, but at that moment Twilight had the air of tiredness after Mayor Mare. Blazer did her best hid a nasty grin as a mean idea formed in her mind.
“Why are you smiling, Blazer?”
The question from Twilight slightly surprised her as she went deep into thought about the idea. “Oh, uh, just thinking about dinner. Snowy Sapphires are my favorite gems.” She covered.
“Uh huh. Step on the scale please.” Twilight asked as she summoned a notepad and pencil from mother Fire knows where.
“Scale? Those are on my back, Sparkle.”
Twilight gave a rather loud sigh, and pointed to a tiny metal box. “That is also called a scale, it measures your weight.”
“Oh.” Blazer complied, her movements slightly reluctant.
Why did she need to know her weight? Was Blazer fat? Fat was good, it meant she was healthy and had a large food supply. It also meant that she probably had a lot of muscle, as muscle weighed more than fat. Even dragons knew that!
“Wow, that is a lot more than Spike.” Twilight said in a surprised voice.
“How much does prissy little Spike weigh?” She inquired.
“About 65 pounds, which is nearly 15 more pounds than the average pony, and he is the size of an adult pony. You on the other hoof, weigh a hefty 92. How did you get so much weight? You definitely don’t look like you weigh that much.” Twilight explained.
Blazer gave an eyeroll. “Aren’t you supposed to be the smart pony? I already told you, muscle and scale! Little baby Spike however, doesn’t eat meat like me.”
“Well, even with your bigger muscles, what about the scales?”
“The more you use these wonderful things the denser they get. I don’t have them to look pretty, though they do help with that.” She chuckled.
Twilight did not laugh, and instead began to scribble on her notepad. It took a few minutes before speaking.
“Lets go eat, this will be a great chance to see how you react on a pure-gem diet.”
Blazer let out a tiny growl. “You wanna make that happen, huh? Why can’t I eat meat while here!”
“Pony soc-”
“Well screw pony society!” Blazer screeched, hitting another mood swing. The once calm dragoness was suddenly filled with fury. “I want meat, not just gems! I am a growing dragoness! I don’t care if Spike does this, or if Spike does that, or if he can survive like this, or like that! I AM DIFFERENT, FIRE DAMNIT.”
As if to prove her point, she blew out a large flame, letting it consume the whole room. Sadly, Twilight Sparkle had neglected to fire-proof everything in her castle, and Spike was generally well behaved so there was no need to before.
In her anger, she added a bit of magic to her fire, and that was when things got truly interesting. What machines that weren’t melted into ooze, crackled and exploded. The fire took on a sparkling look and Twilight felt herself grow a headache. The rest of the items didn’t smoke like normal, but emitted a foul, egg like, odor that nearly made the princess throw up.
Twilight quickly put a stop to it, but the damage had been done and she now had a headache, while Blazer, who had exaggerated a lot of energy recently, collapsed. Dousing everything in water, she also filled the room with a magical sensing spell. it wouldn’t react to her magic, but other magic would make it would go crazy.
It did go insane as it sensed Blazers magical fire breath, or what remained of it. Twilight knew it would take time and energy, but she wanted to go through every leftover trace from Blazers fire.
With the biggest threats out of the way, and new goals in mind, Twilight picked up the still angry, but now tired, dragoness in her magic.
“I am getting you checked out for mental diseases and parasites.” She mumbled to herself so Blazer wouldn’t hear. Speaking louder, “I will let you off the hook for now. Switching from everything you have known since hatching must be causing a psychological strain on your mental stability. Don’t deny it, because if you do, I will have to deal out a punishment.”
Blazer huffed out normal smoke in response.
“Amazing, lets eat, shall we?”