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// Entry #6 
// Story: Diary of a Dragon 
// by truekry 
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So, the big party was yesterday. I would have loved to write about it the same evening, but I didn't get home earlier. Someone spiked the punch. After it got found out and everypony was finished with the game "laugh at the dragons name" it was a pretty good evening. Well better than good actually...

The party location was as this little lake near Sweet Apple Acres. Legend has it that it was created by a stupid unicorn who combined two spells without really knowing what he was doing. It exploded in his face and left this lake as a reminder. How much of that is true I don't know, but I know they managed to decorate the place very nice. They were lanterns in the threes, small wooden rafts with candles on it n the water and some magical fireflies were conjured. Someone even managed to separate Pinkie Pie from her new gramophone for music. And they had the mind to only take that and not her vinyls. Pinkie is a great mare and has a great sense for taste if it comes to baked goods but her taste in music is just bad. Really, really bad. You think the pony polka was bad back in the day? You have no idea. 

Also nearly every teen of Ponyville was here. What mostly just was Miss Cheerilee's old class. Even Sweetie Belle. This party was for her, as I found out later. 

Mom, if you're reading past this point I'm gonna smoke next to your books for the rest of the week.

Remember when I told you about how well Apple Bloom has grown out? Yeah, now double that and forget it again because it's still nothing compared to Sweetie Belle. Like Apple Bloom I hadn't seen her in a while. But this was because she lived with her singing teacher in Canterlot for the last two years and this was her first day back. She isn't buffed like Apple Bloom or trained slender muscles like Scootaloo, but graceful slender and at the same time so well toned. I just really couldn't get my eyes off her. At first I didn't really wanted to talk to her, but Apple Bloom pulled her over and yeah. Sweetie Belle isn't the high pitched, gullible foal she once was. Her mind matured as much as her body, but at the same time she was still just Sweetie Belle. Still the casual, carefree and day dreaming mare she always was. But now she could sing, had the body of a goddess and knew how to move her flanks.

Me and Sweetie danced half the night away and the other we drank. When we talked, we talked about her training, compared our experiences of Canterlot or about comics. As it turned out, Sweetie Belle loved comics. She told me she started reading them years ago because she was trying to get some stupid colt to notice her. What a stupid colt. His loss. I never met a mare before that knew so much about the power ponies.

I don't know when, but at some point we passed out because of the alcohol. As I woke up it was already morning and quite chilly. I could tell from the little frost on the grass. It was still early spring after all. Sweetie Belle had slept next to me, what I hadn't even noticed at first. I woke her up too. She thanked me for keeping her warm - still dragon - and rushed back to the boutique. She was living with Rarity now.

I don't remember when I visited the boutique last. I never had a reason after I was let down. But now I think I will have to. Hearts and Hooves is only a few days away. Maybe I ask Applejack for advice. She managed to get Twilight to notice her after all. Twilight.