Scroll Twenty Seven

[huffythedragon]

[Spike is chilling in the library, as usual, but this time, he is a little...less settled than usual. Molotov brought up a point, and though he wondered it from time to time, he never really...considered asking until now. Maybe that it's because it's so close to him having been here a year now that he's finally decided it's something to be faced. After all, everypony should be allowed to wonder where they came from, right? He heaves a heavy sigh, his claw tracing faint lines on the journal page]

What does family mean to everypony- I mean, everyone here?

[Of course, he already KNOWS the ponies are his family. He reached that conclusion a while ago, living in this weird little world. He dithers over this next question. He almost doesn't want to ask it. As if he'd appear ungrateful for everything she's ever done for him. And she really has done everything for him. Still. It can't hurt to ask, right? Right?]

[Twilight Sparkle]
Uh... are you around? I kind of have to ask you something important.

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[huffythedragon]

Good, because I'm really not. You've done a lot for me. [He'll just shrug awkwardly] I don't know. I guess I just wonder if there are any other dragons like me back home.

[You know, ones who aren't total douchebags]

[checklist]

I'm not sure. But as far as I know, you're the only dragon that's been raised with ponies. [ That's... kind of an answer? Sorry Spike, she really doesn't know. :( ]

[huffythedragon]

Sometimes, being a one of a kind can be really difficult.

[checklist]

I know it can be, Spike. But you know I'll always be here for you.

And all of our friends will be, too. [ And they will always support him. And such. Blah blah life lesson dear princess etc. ]

[huffythedragon]

And I'll always be here for you. Because someone needs to be around when you freak out over losing a book. Or a quill.

Or missing an appointment.