Hidden Depths

Life is like a fire. To keep it going, you need fuel. Winds can make it stronger, unless that wind happens to be carrying clouds, and rain, in which case, the wind can go rot. In my case, my fire has blown out. Fire-proof, fire breathing dragon over here has lost his flame. How did this happen, again?

Twilight found some stray, flying mophead called an owl... or "Who," or "Owloysius." Either way, it's got a stupid name. Anyways, she found this owl one night when she lost some sheets to the aforementioned wind and this owl, being some kind of wannabe hero, collected it. He shivered, and in a successful use of the sympathy card, Twilight decided to let him spend the night.

Next day, this owl turned out to not require sleep since he was flying around in broad daylight, eliminating the whole "nocturnal" jazz these birds have going on. The others are praising the hooter, and Rarity actually made him a jewelled bow. Made him! After knowing about him for, like, half an hour. How long did she know me? Pfft.

Later on, I discovered this dumb owl could do my chores while letting me drop to the ground for injuries. First, he does my job, then he tries to remove me from the scene by injuring me? The nerve!  I felt like giving in to my predatory dragon instincts, but Twilight wouldn't like that. I had to expose the owl as the conman that he is. I had to show the others he was trying to replace me, to become Twilight's #1 assistant.

I set out to find a way to expose him, but I fell asleep after declaring I would do the chores. I woke up to find a book I had accidentally burnt slammed down in front of me by Twilight. Having been caught, I didn't try to argue. Instead, I just acted like a man, and took Twilight's ranting.

Then that dick Owloscyfuzzlebear was mentioned as the one who saw it. Then I realized that Owloysius is going out of his way to make me seem bad. Bad enough that he looked at me with venom in his eyes, but he's got to put me in the worst light possible too? What next, is he going to forge evidence that I messed up next?

Anyways, I decided that if Twilight wouldn't see what Owloysius was trying to do, I had to do what I had thought Owloysius was trying to do: set him up. I needed to get him out... I needed to get him out before he replaced me.

It was foal-proof. I had splattered ketchup over the floor, shredded a pillow for the bird feathers, and took Opalecence's toy. I mutilated it, and placed it at the end of the breadcrumb trail...

... but Twilight saw me. She came up from behind me as I finished with the pillow. She even caught me in my uniform (you see, I had worn this uniform so I could get more "into it," so to speak), and I quickly changed out of it, attempting to play off my set up. Unfortunately, I failed to do anything. I failed to convince her, I failed mostly because of one vital thing I forgot.

She doesn't love me.

Maybe she did, but she doesn't now. I tricked her, attempted to drive away her new #1 assistant. I wanted nothing more than for Owloysius to feel Twilight's hatred, but... Owloysius is normal.

He's an owl. I'm a dragon. How many owl's are in Equestria? Thousands. How many dragons are in Equestria? One. Twilight can parade her #1 assistant around now without any problems due to me being a dragon. She doesn't care about me. She can move on.

She doesn't love me, but... maybe that's for the best. A dragon in a pony society? That's a goddamn joke. I can't believe  I actually thought that I could live normally. I thought that I could keep my job as Twilight's #1 assistant. I can't. I'm a dragon. I'm not even as good as Owloysius. I can only stay here in the Everfree Forest. I can grow into an adult.

Goodbye Rarity. I love you, but... I'm a dragon. We can't be. It is impossible. Owloysius can do everything I can, and more. He can do what I failed to do in Ponyville. He is Twilight's #1 assistant now.

I wish I was... but she doesn't love me anymore. That much is clear. I have to go and find  my own way.

Goodbye Ponyville. Goodbye Rarity. Goodbye Twilight. I'll always love you.

Even if you don't love me.