A new day breaks over the skies of Equestria as Celestia, alicorn princess of the sun, does her duty, raising the glowing yellow ball of fire into the sky with her magic.
Further away, in a hollowed out tree that was much bigger on the inside than anypony would ever think possible, lived a purple unicorn by the name of Twilight Sparkle. As she felt the warm rays of the sun touch her face, she slowly awakened to the familiar sight of her room. She sat up and looked around, smiling as she laid eyes upon the purple and green scaled dragon that was her assistant, spike.
Despite being a mythical creature of fire breathing destruction, he was rather harmless, and preferred reading and napping to causing terror and mayhem. He was also rather small and cute looking.
Twilight Sparkle got up and out of bed, wiping the sleep from her eyes as she did...whatever it was ponies considered the daily routine.
She then woke spike, her faithful and loyal friend who she herself personally hatched from an egg as a filly, who in turn rubbed his eyes, and rose from the small straw-woven basket that was his bed. He hadn't gotten more than a leg out of the thing before tripping on a stack of old comic books that were strewn all over the floor around his bed.
Twilight gave a slight chuckle at the sight before wrapping him in a purple veil of magic and levitating him over to her. "Good morning, Spike." Twilight said as her friend shook himself free of the confusion that was now present on his face.
"Good morning, Twilight." Spike said as he walked beside her.
The duo walked down the stairs from Twilight's room. These stairs led to the lower floor of her tree home, where a library filled to the brim with books sat waiting for them.
The purple unicorn picked a random book from the shelf and sat in front of her desk, a wooden platform that sat directly in the center of her home.
She opened it up and began reading, smiling happily and giggling away while doing it. The book, like most books on her many bookshelves, was about magic.
Being a unicorn, Twilight of course knew about magic, but she was a special exception to the rule, as she knew much more magic, and much more about it, than most.
She was in the middle of reading a particularly lengthy chapter when she was snapped out of her trance by a single sentence.
"Uhh...Twilight? I think we're out of crystals." The voice belonged to spike. He was rummaging through a pile of old books, comics and potion bottles, looking for his favorite snacks.
"Did you check the fridge?" Twilight said, too distracted by her book to pay him any real attention.
"We don't have a fridge." Spike answered back, still searching.
"Oh, that's right," -Twilight closed her book and stretched, shaking the tiny bit of sleep left in her system away.- "we don't."
Twilight began walking over to her companion, smiling her usual happy smile at him as she said, "Well, let's go. We don't want you cranky because you haven't had your morning snacks."
Spike looked up at her in mock indignation, shaking his clawed fist at her. "Hey!"