Applebloom smiled at Jasmine, who was staring into space. Sweety Belle had brought gems of all sorts and many yummy leftovers of Rarity's cooking. Applebloom had brought apples, apple fritters, and apple pie. Over the last few couple of days, Jasmine had stayed at Sweet Apple Acres and managed to not get found. However, due to WAY too many almost run ins and Applejack's ability to see right through lies, the two fillies had decided to let Jasmine stay at their clubhouse. Scootaloo didn't give a vote on this simply because she would have said yes anyways and she still hadn't met her yet. Sweety Belle and Applebloom had a plan to fix this.
"So, Jasmine, your going to our clubhouse so you can meet Scootaloo, our best friend." Sweety Belle said. Jasmine sighed. How many ponies did she have to meet? She only came around ponies for one reason and one reason only. This was just plain scary and had no purpose.
"D-do I have t-to? I t-think i've met e-enough ponies." Jasmine stuttered. The fillies had gotten accustomed to the draconaquus' speech but they still glanced at each other.
"Ya'll have only met two ponies. Fluttershy is shy an' stuff but at least she TRIED to make friends!" Applebloom stated. She trotted a little faster to catch up with Jasmine. Their surroundings were grassy with shrubs and bushes everywhere along with scattered trees of all sizes and tallness. There was a small creek near by and a couple birds chirped when they saw a draconaquus and two fillies pass. There was no road, which made Jasmine nervous as ever. What if these smallish ponies get lost!? If Master ever found out I lost youth, he'd kill me!, she thought.
"Who i-is Flutter-" Jasmine managed to start but was cut off. The two fillies raced ahead as a small house in a tree came into view. The tree house was in a really small clearing with a picnic table not too far from it.
"Welcome to the CMC's clubhouse!" Sweety Belle said. Applebloom giggled.
"Scootaloo!? Are ya'll out there? C'mon girl, we're here! We got someone for ya to meet." There was a rustling sound in the bushes and a strange buzzing sort of sound. An orange filly with purple hair burst out of the bushes riding a scooter.
"S'up guys!" the additional filly greeted. She came to a stop and froze when she saw Jasmine. Jasmine waved weakly.
"H-hi. My name i-is Jasmine. Um . . . Applebloom s-said you w-would accept a-as a friend."
"I said so too!" Sweety Belle exclaimed.
"Did not!" Applebloom argued.
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"I did too!"
"Ya did not!"
"You weren't listening!"
"Ah WAS listening! That's how ah KNOW ya ain't say nothin' like that!"
"Liar! I should get Applejack!"
"Fine, go get 'er! The better to prove ya wrong!" Scootaloo giggled and got another look at Jasmine. She stuck out her hoof and shook . . . hoof/claw . . . with her. Jasmine cleared her throat rather loudly and the two fillies stopped arguing.
"Where did you guys find another dragon . . . cuss? This one is WAY cooler than Discord." Scootaloo said. There's that name again . . . Jasmine thought.
"I found her in Ponyville and I talked to her for the first time right outside of Ponyville. She was REALLY scared and shy."
"I don't know any shy ponies besides Fluttershy. Were you with Sweety Belle, Applebloom?"
"Nah. Ah was home, helpin' Big Mac an' Applejack buck apple trees." Scootaloo pointed to the saddlebags on the two fillies' backs.
"What's in those?" she asked. Jasmine brought her attention to the saddlebags too.
"Ah got food for Jasmine!"
"So do I! I got gems too!"
"Why d-did you b-bring gems?" Sweety Belle pulled out some gems and put them down.
"Dragons eat gems and since your part dragon . . . I think . . . I brought some gems for you."
"So, is Jasmine sleeping here or what?" Scootaloo asked. Everypony nodded. "I should've brought our list of todo's. We could've done a make friends with a draconaquus mission. A draconaquus cutie mark is awsome!"
"Yer right. Let's go get 'em!"
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The grey stallion was through with questions and being caged like an animal. If he was meant to be caged, he should've been born an animal! Another guard followed by a red mare with dull red hair and black rectangle glasses entered the cage room.
"What DO you want? Haven't you bothered me enough?" The grey stallion grumbled. The mare sat on her haunches and stared at the stallion with piercing blue eyes.
"I am here to ask how do you feel right now." the mare said. The stallion scoffed.
"THAT'S IT!?"
"I would also like to know your name." the mare acted as if he didn't just have an outburst. The guard was tense, though.
"I don't know YOUR name."
"My name is Mind Bender. Call me Miss Bender if you wish." Mind Bender? What kind of name is that? Unless . . . the stallion glanced at Mind Bender's flank. There was a white line that swirled in a circle, like hypnosis.
"I-I see." the stallion regained his arrogant stature. "My name is Martin Armstrong Sterling Timely Erny Ronald the third."
"That's quite a unique name you have Martin Armstrong Sterling Timely Erny Ronald." Mind Bender said.
"Thank you. I'm glad SOMEONE appreciates my name." the stallion smiled. "You can also call me Master, by the way. That could be a nickname since those are my initials."
"Alright, . . . Mr.Master." Mind Bender said. "How are you and who exactly is this 'Jasmine' you speak of?"
"I'm fine . . . I suppose. I'm a little aggravated at being held at my own will and . . . WHERE ARE MY TIMBER WOLVES!?"
"Excuse me?"
"MY WOLVES WERE TAKEN AWAY!" Master got up and pointed his horn at the mare. "GIVE THEM BACK!"
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Jasmine bit into a purple jewel. It actually tasted quite nice but her jaw kind of hurt because of the extra chewing she had to do to get it small enough to swallow. She reached for a piece of apple pie and a lettuce, tomato, and cheese sandwich. This food is delicious, she thought.
"Hey, Applebloom, Granny Smith wants to know if you ate the last pie or took some apples from the batch." a male voice said from outside. Jasmine looked out the window of the tree house. There was a purple dragon with green scales on his back from his head to his tail. His belly was also green. The dragon was Spike, a civilized teenage dragon who lived in Ponyville. Jasmine just stared. He was so close to the tree house. Then, he looked up and his green eyes met her purple ones. Time stopped and the two both froze as their heart's stopped. Spike spread his wings and flew up to the window.
"Who are you? I've never seen another draconaquus besides Discord."
"I-I don't . . . Discord?"
"I'm Spike, number one assistant of Twilight Sparkle. She's a librarian, lives in a tree, and is the element of magic. She and her friends defeated Discord and-" Why am I telling her this? Shouldn't I be telling Twilight? Aren't draconaqui dangerous?, Spike thought.
"A d-dragon . . ?" Spike looked at Jasmine's fear filled eyes. She must think I'M dangerous, Spike thought. The drake flew back a little. She was speechless and he couldn't keep his mouth shut. What was happening? Jasmine flew out the entrance of the tree house, climbed down the latter, and head deep into the Everfree Forest. Spike couldn't move.
"What is happening to me?" he asked himself softly.