The Last Human

by Blackdragn18


Chapter 18: Dragon Slavery

Ok this is bugging me. You know I have never paid much attention to those tattoos ponies have. But ever since I saw all those kids with tattoos I want to know what they are all about. So I hunted down Twilight. I found her in the Canterlot archives serious book worm.

“Hey Twilight!”

She looked up from the book she was reading, “Oh hi Sean, what’s up?”

“You know that star tattoo you have?”

“Yeeeaaaah.” She looked at it then back at me with a raised eyebrow

“What’s up with it why does almost every single pony I see have one?”

Apparently they are called cutie marks, it took all I had to not laugh at that. I mean ponies have some pretty ridiculous names for things but this takes the cake for most ridiculous name. Okay back to the, ha cutie marks. They get them when they find what they are truly talented at.


I don’t understand Celestia’s logic here, she just brought me to her study. When I came in she told me about her next gift for Twilight. Apparently she is getting a baby dragon. Isn’t that like slavery or something? Well its name is Spike it is apparently the one Twilight made huge during her entrance exam a few years back.

So this “Spike” is about as tall as Twilight was when she first came here. He is purple with green spines and eyes. What really freaked me out was when I was looking at him and he spoke.

“Hi! My name’s Spike.”

“Um hey Spike, I’m Sean.”
We talked for a while he told me his life story which took like 5 minutes. Eventually I got bored so I left.


Let’s just say Twilight was really happy when Celetia brought Spike in on Twilight’s birthday. They got to talking and telling each other their life stories combined it took like 20 minutes. Spike is apparently going to be sleeping in Twilight’s room.


You see this is what happens when you do nice things for someone. So Twilight recently discovered horror stories. She was reading one earlier today and it clearly freaked her out. So I was asleep in my bed when I felt something shaking me and whispering my name.

I opened my eyes and there was Twilight sitting there in front of me looking rather scared.

“Twilight what do you want?”

So that stupid book scared her so much she couldn’t sleep. Like I was saying about helping people she is now curled up in my arms snuggling me. This is why I stay selfish I let her stay in my bed during that storm and now my room is a safe zone. Great!


What is Celestia thinking? She gave Twilight an assignment to learn about some plant in the everfree forest. I don’t remember what it’s called but Celestia is lucky that I am here otherwise Twilight would have a baby dragon as her only guard.
Let me tell ya this forest is stupidly dangerous. I have already fended off two manticores, decapitated a cockatrice, and beat up a hydra
.

Ugh I don’t feel so good. It has been 3 days since we went to that forest. I have been feeling weird since then.
According to Celestia I am showing signs of being sick. That is freaking me out, I don’t get sick, I am supposed to be immune to it. So I went to the archives and found a book on the everfree forest. There was one thing that caught my eye.
There is this one blue flower. It is called poison joke, it apparently screws with anyone who touches it and makes you want to burn all of them. I found a cure to this flowery curse. You know I don’t know if I really even touched this flower but I may as well try it.


So turns out it was the plant. I went and got all the ingredients and made the potion set up a bath and got this fixed.
It’s payback time! I headed to the forest and found the patch of poison joke then burned the field. First I grabbed a few of them. For next time Celestia has tea and I am mad at her, seems fair to me.


I am convinced purple creatures hate sleep. Spike came into my room at about 11 p.m.

“Sean wake up.”

“Waah? Spike? If you are freaked out or scared or something go bug Twilight.”

“That’s just it! I am worried about Twilight come with me!”

“This had better be good.” I followed him down the stairs of the tower to her bedroom door. Spike opened the door. Twilight
was pacing in the middle of the room. Her room is really fitting for a nerdy egg head like her.
The walls are lined with books. Everything is perfectly measured and straight even the pictures
So back to the pacing egg head. She looks really stressed muttering to herself and a bit creepy I can see why Spike came to me.

“Hey Twilight what are you doing?”

She stopped pacing and looked towards me. “I am freaking out Sean!”

“Whhhy?”

“Because the Princess gave me this one assignment about Equestrian history.”

“So?”

“The books are not doing a good job of giving the detail I want!” She then levitated a pile of books and threw them at me. I fell into the pile when I climbed out she looked at me.

“Hey wait a minute! You’re old right!?”

“That’s a bit rude but yeah I guess.” Praise Bolas that she talked to me and not Celestia. I remember one time I pointed out her age she got so mad she transported me to the inside of a volcano took me two hours to get out.

“Can you help me? Please, please, please!”

“Fine!” Why do I help her so much? I have let her sleep in my bed when she is scared, helped with bullies, and I am now helping her with her homework.