ബഐബഐബഐ Twilight ബഐബഐബഐ
I yawned hard as I walked into the kitchen, made my way past AJ who was working on the stove, and to the coffee maker to pour myself some coffee. The girls had been trading off making breakfast for Spike and I the past two weeks to help us out. I was just glad it was AJ today and not Pinkie Pie. I'm having enough problems right now I don't need to add a sugar coma to it.
"Breakfast will be ready in a second sugercube."
"Thanks AJ." I managed to yawn out, taking a seat at the table.
"Spike havin' more nightmares?" AJ questioned as she put a plate of eggs, toast, and hay bacon in front of me.
"Yeah..." I grumbled as I took a long drink from my coffee. The last thing I need was to fall asleep into my eggs... again. "At least last night he only had two..."
Ever since Spike nearly killed Discord he has had horrible, horrible nightmares. Every. Single. night. Try as she could Princess Luna found herself struggling to stop them. There was concern between her and I that an actual Nightmare could manifest if something wasn't figured out soon. The problem was that while I would use a dreamless sleep spell on him his dragon resistance to magic made it very, very difficult to get it to work and safely. Too little power and it would fail or only partially work, too much and I could end up putting him into a coma or worse. I was surprised he was managing to stay awake throughout the day as well as he as been.
"See anything strange on your way here?" I asked as I started to wake up a bit.
"Not that I saw." AJ answered, putting down a plate of food for herself.
Great still no sign of Discord. Discord had disappeared without a trace two days after collapsing in Fluterrshy's cottage. The girls and I tried to find him for two days afterwards without success before we all admitted defeat and notified Princess Celestia. Somehow, and much to my relief and confusion, she merely shrugged it off saying she was not surprised that he would try and escape and that for now to keep our Elements on at all times just encase he returned.
Spike seemed, at first, relieved for Discord disappearing, but as time went on he fell into the worse depression that I ever seen him in. Even worse then in the days after his greed episode. All I ever could get out of him was one word answers and as charming as that can be Spike was no Big Mac.
"Anything from the Princesses?"
"No..." I sighed. "On either Discord or dragons..."
I had been sending letters to Princess Celestia everyday about dragons but time and time again all she would say is she did not know anything about further about dragon instincts then what she had already told me. Why did she do this?! My confidence In Princess Celestia had began to erode more and more as she refused to give me any answers. She had to know at least a bit more! Otherwise why would she risk so much by not letting the dragons know about Spike's dragon instincts? I mean, really, the Treaty didn't say that he couldn't visit or that it was going to be permanent. Matter of fact, the wording implied it was only going to be temporary. And if not, I'm sure Spike could have convinced his family to relocate so that he could be close... like to that cave that the red dragon tried to use to nap in. Anything would have been better then the prospect of a war...
Garble, unfortunately, wasn't much help either. He was only a few years older then I and apparently it was unusual for a dragon his age to even have wings. All the other 'teenage' dragons at the Migration were at least nearing their first century or more, the age when most would grow in their wings. Furthermore he was shocked when I told him about Spike's growth on his hatchday. He had never heard of a dragon going through one before having wings...and so very young. While all this was wonderful information on the life cycle of a dragon it did not help me deal with the associated instincts. This left me to try two more times to talk with the green dragon.
Bad idea, as both times I tried I found myself running for my life. When I asked Garble for advise after the third failure he looked at me like I was crazier then Pinkie Pie. Apparently it was a miracle that Spike wasn't tracked down and killed. According to Garble dragons had no tolerance for thieves and it shocked him that not only Spike had survived the encounter but that I had managed to survive speaking to him not once but three times. When I asked if there was a way to get back into the dragon's good graces Garble had no clue.
At least Garble was able to help me get Spike out of the library and at least do something, even all it was was to train. Well, sort of train, as Spike was only doing it half heartily. It was clear even to me that Spike was only going through the moves and every time Garble or I would try to encourage him he would merely look down at his claws. It was like he was flashing back to the day he nearly killed Discord. If he was a pony guard I would say he was having a PTSD episode, but I had no idea if dragons could get the same syndrome or not. I thought about having Shinning Armor come down and visit. Spike always looked up to him and wanted to emulate him. He was the reason, after all, that Spike always dreamed of being a knight in 'shining armor.' But he was so busy preparing for the Summit of the Races and the upcoming war. The security preparations and measures for the Summit alone would be much more then at his wedding.
Luckily the Summit would start in a few days. I just hope that I would be able to find the time during it to ask Shining Armor about Spike.