Princess Twilight Sparkle set comfortably upon an overly large pillow in her study. She chose that place, not just because it was closer to her new collection of books, but because it was far more comfortable than the Crystal throne that grew along with the castle. Once she figured out a way to safely remove the gigantic crystal pillar that served as a throne, she would gladly read in the throne room.

She idly flip through her new copy of "This, That, and the Other Thing". Even though it was one of her least favorite types of book, poetry, she felt compelled to return the state of her personal archive to its former glory. As far as poetry went, this specific book was one of the worst examples of its craft.

Twilight contemplated returning the book to the shop where she bought it. She also briefly contemplated hurling it and all surviving copies into the vast reaches of space, doing the mathmagical calculations in her head while she floated the book back to its space on the shelf. The thought brought a grim smile to her face, but quickly disregarded it as it would bring destruction to a book. Knowledge was meant to be shared and preserved for future generations, not destroyed. It would also leave an empty checkbox on her list of books, which would be totally out of character. As much as things had changed, both mental and physical, lists still held a special place in her heart alongside reading and Spike.

Twilight was about to pull another book from a box when pastel blue Pegasus hurled through an open window.

'Always one for the dramatic entrances' she thought idily. "Rainbow Dash, nice of you to drop in!"

"Har har, Twilight" replied the rainbow maned pegasus as she picked herself up off the floor . "I'll have you know I was in a hurry to see you."

"Can't it wait, Rainbow? I still have several crates and boxes of books left to unpack "

The prismatic pegasus trotter closer. "Sure, I can wait, but I don't think the dragon in the middle of town a gonna give you the same courtesy."

Twilight pulled open one of the smaller boxes and started to levitate its contents out.

"Twilight, what are you going to do about the Dragon?" Dash asked with a huff.

"Mmm? Oh, has it hurt somepony?"

"Well, no but..."

"Has it burned or destroyed anything?" She asked well still levitating books onto shelves.

"No, but it..."

"What has it done, exactly, that we have to use force to stop it?"

"Well, It sort of...hasn't done much of anything." Dash cleared her throat, "Yet. But it totally could!"

Twilight shot Dash a frown, but still kept sorting books. "Right, so you expect me to just drop everything so we can go out and Rainbow-Power the friendly dragon, who has done nothing wrong, out of Ponyville?"

Rainbow stepped up beside twilight. "Twilight?"

Twilight deposited another book onto the shelf. "Yes, Rainbow Dash?"

"The dragon says it was looking for something but can't or won't tell anypony what. At the very least we could go out and help it. As princess, it's your job toto mediate and serve your ponies. There is a large dragon out there right now and your ponies need you. Your books can wait, the dragon won't"

Twilight sighed. "You're right, Rainbow. I keep forgetting that Princess Celestia isn't going to step in like she used to, that it's up to us to protect ourselves now."

Dash nudged Twilight's shoulder. "So, can we go now?"

Twilight smiled, "Yes Dash, we can go now."

They both spread their wings and took off through the open window Rainbow Dash entered and flew off as night broke to reveal the early hours of the morning.

/-----\

I had learned from early on that I had to keep an open mind. Something as innocuous as a plant similar to the ones back home could quickly lead to death or worse. Open clearings, sudden calms, even the presence of a ground fog often lead to something or somepony to have a really bad day.

When I went to bed last night everything appeared as normal as things got around here. The Pink One, I had learned was aptly named Pinky, changed my bandages and tucked me into bed for the night. Another day in colorful horse paradise down,countless more to go.

Sleep take me quickly. No dreams or disturbances this time. It was nice to finally have a full and restful slumber. That should've been my first clue.

I woke the next morning to calm. Still laying in my bed, I couldn't hear the familiar whir of the bakery below. I brought my hand out from under the cover and snapped my fingers. A sharp click echoed through the quiet bedroom. Sound, and more importantly my hearing, still worked.

I pulled myself out of bed and drag myself to my feet. I stomped a foot a couple of times, nothing but my own dull thumps answered me back. Gravity still functioned as normal.

A quick glance to my owners bed revealed the absence of both Pinky and her pet alligator. With the lack of noise from the shop in the absence of the pink one I was quick to assume that everyone had left, for whatever reason, and forgot to take me. I was on my own and if they left I should too.

Time could very well be of the essence, so I wasted none I quickly snatched up my beige tunic and slip it on on my way down the stairs to the main floor of the bakery. No sooner than I had palmed a couple of muffins, I was on my way out of the shop, standing on the walkway out front.

Heading to town hall at the center of town would be pointless because I didn't understand the ponies language with the exception of flutter shy. Going out of town would prove to be equally as useless as I would be brought back to the bakery as soon as I was found. One of the many problems of having an owner. The streets of pony town we're Ghostley, the sky, however, was not. Above the rooftops, maybe two blocks away, Pegasi were circling a purple glowing dome. Like carry-on birds. Looks like I had found were everyone had gone.

A block of buildings in the town we're on the small side, so despite by hesitation and caution, I quickly arrived at the glowing dome and the herd of ponies gathered around it.

It was a hell of a sight. It looked like every resident of pony town, Griffins, zebra, ponies and their pets were all gathered around Pinky and her five closest friends who stood directly in front of the large dome. Despite the short distance, a tightly packed crowd slowed my progress.

Here I was, stomping on the accelerator of my mind into my brain stalled. The muscle under my left eye give a twitch while my thoughts struggled to catch up to the situation.

It was him, I was sure of it. It had to be the same dragon. I mean, how many emerald and topaz colored dragons could there possibly be in talking pony land?

Before I was even aware of what I was doing, I had walked through the crowd of ponies at the base of the glowing purple dome. Carefully, I placed my right hand on the dome, fully expecting to be shocked or burned. Happily, nothing happened. I pressed my hand along the cool, glassy surface of the dome. Energy crackled along its surface like an overly sized novelty plasma ball until I pressed harder and my hand just slipped right through.

With a careful step I followed my hand through the glowing barrier. I chuckled to myself, imagining what it looked like the ponies that were watching me. The dome was designed and erected to trap one of the largest creatures I had ever seen and I had just walked right through it like it was made out of fog.

The electric light show of the dome ceased as the gap I had made close behind me.

/-----\

After living so close to the forest, Princess Twilight Sparkle no longer thought the somethings were impossible. Now that she had full access to the Canterlot library, Twilight could now call many things "incredibly unlikely" as she now knew that numerous events had recorded presidents.

What she understood about magic, politics, and history, and the world in general was now only matched by Princess Celestia or Princess Luna. Even with all her acquired knowledge what she saw just now was so unfathomably absurd that even "Pinkie being Pinkie" seemed as simple as two plus two.

A magic shield so powerful that it could trap and enraged, ferrel magic dragon and held within it was one such dragon. Personally engineered by her brother, Prince Consort Shining Armor, to be greater than four times more powerful than the one protecting the Crystal Empire. The single-most complex shield ever conceived by unicorn kind was completely circumvented by creature without any magic at all. It had just put its weird paw–thing against the shield and walked right through it like it was no more than a glorified soap bubble. Then, without even slowing down, it walked right up to the enraged dragon within, threw its forelegs over its snout and gave it what couldn't be anything other than a hug.

Twilight no longer thought that somethings were impossible, but this? What the buck was this? The odds were so astronomically low that they were approaching negative zero. This was so Celestia damned unlikely that had to be nothing else but impossible. And yet, here it was in all its mind boggling glory.

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