Chapter 1: I Don't Wanna Grow Up
It was a moonlit evening in Ponyville. In the library of the town, the purple unicorn known as Twilight Sparkle was having a normal Sunday night with her dragon assist Spike. They were reorganizing the shelves of the library after Twilight had another one of her 'crazy weekend reading sprees'. The unicorn had noticed her assistant had brown quite big. In fact, a few weeks ago, he had grown large wings and even passed Big Macintosh in size.
"Hey, Twilight. Where do you want this book?" the purple and green dragon asked on top of his small stool up against one of the many shelves.
"What's it about, Spike?" Twilight asked as she placed a few levitating books down on a table.
Spike looked at the book in his claw and read it allowed, "Uhh….Weather Patterns of Northern Equestria…."
"Oh, that can go on the bottom shelf of the case you are at," Twilight said, moving another pile of books to the table.
Spike hopped down from the stood to the ground, which cased the floor to shake slightly.
"Careful, Spike," the mare worried.
"What? I'm fine," the dragon placed the book where Twilight instructed. He then returned to the top of his stool. It moaned a loud creek as he got back on top to return to his work.
Twilight paused as she looked at Spike on top of his little ladder. She had the look of a concerned mother, "Spike, I think you are getting too big."
"No I'm not! The library is getting smaller!" Spike joked as he continued his work.
"Spike, I'm serious. You don't even ride on my back anymore or anything like that," the mare continued.
"And that's by choice! I'm a big dragon!" Spike defended himself as if he was being challenged.
"Which you are, and still growing. You can't even enter the library from the front door. You have to use the window on the balcony," Twilight trotted over to Spike as she spoke.
Spike's tone became a little more serious, understanding what Twilight was saying, "I know, Twilight. Don't worry, it'll all be okay. Everything always turns out that way!"
Twilight's face was still unsure, "Alright then, Spike. If you want, you can turn in for the night. It is getting late."
Spike nodded, "Okay, night Twilight." The dragon hopped down from his stool again, with a little more care this time, and made his way up the staircase to his bed.
The purple mare watched him as he walked up to the second floor, "Rest well, Spike."
As soon as her assistant was gone, Twilight trotted to her desk. Sitting her flank down, she used her magic to get parchment and a quill. She began to write:
Dear Princess Celestia,
This is your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle. It has been almost five years since you have sent me here to Ponyville and cannot thank you enough for giving me such an opportunity to learn. However, I have noticed that as of late, my assistant, Spike, has been growing rapidly and quite large. I am worried that he is maturing into a dragon too quickly and I am puzzled of what to do. I would be honored if you respond to this letter as soon as you can. Thank you, Princess.
Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle
The mare looked at her letter with a crestfallen look. Sighing, she wrapped the letter up with a small ribbon to be sent in the morning. She then placed the letter on the desk and went to blow out all of the candles in the library. The building was dark save the moonlight entering the library from the windows.
She trotted up to the second floor. Something caught her eye as Twilight was trotting to her bed. It was Spike, sleeping soundly in his new bed that he was already starting to outgrow. A smile appeared on her face. She leaned down and lightly kissed her assistant on his forehead before retiring to bed herself.