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"'Dragon Magic?' huh, that's weird, I never heard of a dragon using magic before." Spike mused, mulling over the musty tombe.
"Of course not Spike." Twilight said in her usual matter of fact tone, ruffling her newfound wings, still adjusting to their new weight on her back. "I never heard of it either, until Princess Celestia let me into the restricted areas of the canterlot library for my new studies." She frowned. "In fact, even in the crystal empire i didn't see a book abouit it in the library, so I'm guessing that the knowlege is very scarse."

Spike nodded at the alicorn's words, then returned to staring at the book. "Go on then!" Twilight smiled. "OPEN IT!" She seemed more excited then Spike himself.
"Why are you so interested?" Spike asked, his brow furrowing.
"I want to read it with you!" Spike rolled his eyes.
"Twilight, if this going to be like the last time I don't want t-"
"No nonoononooooo, I promice it wont be, I cant read it without you. I mean I literally can't!" She came over and ran a hoof over the cover. "The title is the only line that's readable for a pony." She opened the dusty book, releasing a new cloud of spores inton thye air.

Spike spluttered and coughed, his eyes stung as the dust attaked his keen eyes. Blinking hard he cleared his vision, save fore a few cloudy patches were painful tears hung. He shook his head and when he next looked, his vision was clear once more.

The pages were blank. "Huh? What's going on Twilight? Is this some kind of joke?"
"No spike trust me!" Twilight moved over to the sofa, with a faint glow of her horn, she moved the seat away, leaving the living room of their library home clear and open. When she next looked to her assistant her face was serious. "Breath fire."
"What? Like... really? Not just my usual letter flame?" Twilight nodded.
"Yes Spike. You see, even that's a form of magic, you knew how to do it from the begining. It's that magic that's going to help you learn the rest!" She pulled the book gently away, cautious not to tear the precious pages with her Magic. Placing it on the centre of the circular floor, she smiled up at the baby dragon. "Go on Spike, breathe fire above the pages and watch what happens!" Spike seemed cautious, fire? Over a precious and apparently rare book?
"A-a-are you sure this is gonna work Twilight?" She smiled.
"Of course Spike, Princess Celestia told me it would." Sighing with releaf, Spike moved up to the centre of the room. If it was good enough for the Princess, then it was good enough for him.

As he approached, he drew in a deep breath, it was the first time he'd ever done this inside. True, he had practisedf on the outskirts of Ponyville, seeing how far he could push his natural power, and he was gettin good, but still he wasn't sure fire within the house made out of a tree was the best idea. Even as the thought crossed his mind, a transparent purple haze began to desend around the living room, he glanced over and saw Twilight -clearly thinking the same as he- casting a protective sheild around the room.

Much more calm now the house was safe, Spike sparked the flamable gas within his lungs. Emerald light exploded beneath his scales, tracking the fireballs progress from his chest, to his throat, to his mouth... With a strong roar, Spike released the flames over the top of the book. For a moment, the pages curled, and Spike panniced, thinking they would catch fire any second. However, as suddenly as they had moved, the pages flattened as the fireball died over the book. The small amount of smoke cleared, and once it had, Twilight released the barrier, letting it melt into nothingness.

Silence rained.

Spike approached the pages at the same cautious pace as his magenta friend. They moved, theire gazes fixed on the ancient tombe. It's old pages laying still and waiting.

Spike reached it first, closely followed by Twilight, the two stared at the the book for a moment, then up at each other.

The blank pages of the book, now glowed with bright, shining, emerald writing, the exact shade of Spikes flame. As though it had stolen the very essense of the fire, even now it flickered and ebbed before strengthening once more. Slowly, Spike reached down and picked up the book, Twilight gasped, un able to help her protective instincts of books taking over.

Slowly, spike read aloud the line on the first page of the open book.

"'Aging spell' hmmm..." The dragon murmered, rubbing his chin, a plan already forming in his mind.

"Dragon magic
The tale of Spike the Dragon"

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[mrmayortheiv]

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