“Hello, Fluttershy!” said Twilight Sparkle as I trotted into her home, the Golden Oak Library.

“Hi, Twilight!” I answered, eager to find her assistant, Spike.

“Your baby dragon is so cute!” I told her.

“Thanks,” she answered, “but he can really be a pain in the withers sometimes.”

“I could babysit him for you,” I offered her.

“I don’t think you should,” she warned me.

“But why?” I asked her.

“Spike can breathe fire,” she explained, “and fire can kill!”

“Oh, my!” I cried in shock. “You might be right!” I conceded.

“Trust me, Fluttershy,” she told me. “I appreciate your offer,” she explained, “but I’m in a better position than you are to take care of Spike.”

I exited the library with a look of disappointment on my face.

No sooner had I left than Spike went downstairs to greet Twilight Sparkle.

“Whom were you talking to, Twilight?” he asked her.

“Oh, just a kindly pony who loves animals,” she answered.

7. The Forest Fire (Part I)

I was just about to enter my cottage when I saw a spark coming from a tree in the Everfree Forest!

Next, there was a blinding flash, followed by a yellow flame!

“Oh, no!” I cried. “The Everfree Forest is on fire!”

I galloped into Ponyville as fast as I could to warn everypony else about the fire.

Twilight Sparkle, however, was one step ahead of me; she had already heard about the forest fire.

“Fluttershy,” she warned me, “you may not come with us.” She explained, “I’m telling you this for your own safety.”

I protested, “But—the animals—!”

“We are going to rescue them for you,” she interjected.

Disappointed again, I galloped back home to watch my friends rescuing the animals that lived in the forest.

Once she could no longer see me, Twilight called on the rest of my friends—Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack—to formulate a plan.

Rarity agreed to make some firefighter uniforms.

Rainbow Dash agreed to make heavy rain to put the fire out from above.

Pinkie Pie and Applejack agreed to drive a fire truck around the forest.

Twilight Sparkle agreed to coordinate my friends’ efforts and to relay their messages to me.