Dragon

It was before dawn, many of the ponies were still asleep. The dark and cool starless night with only the moon as the source of light shone upon the streets of the quaint and quiet Ponyville. Its roads were empty and ghostly silent, its lamps were lit emphasizing its emptiness. The castle made of crystal was the only one that had and light within it.

One pony was going through a checklist, rechecking everything that she had placed in the bag that lies before her. She had streaks of different shades and hues of lavender and purple on her mane and tail. She had a star around her flank meant as her cutie mark; the symbol of a ponies' talent and identity. Her horn glowing in a faint aura as she was levitating many things into her bag ever intently checking and rechecking thing she put.

Out in the corner of the room was a tall and green dragon. His eyes were serpent-like but that of gentleness. He wasn't to muscular but not to slender either. His scales her hard but smooth, one who has not experienced much of the outside world. His face was handsome, and the spines on his back were arranged without any being out of its place.

"This is like the third time you've done this, Twilight" the drake said "you already have everything you need" but the mare ignored him, ever focused on her checklist she ignored any attempt of being talked out of her trance like state as she was immersed in her checklist.

The drake looked around the room, it had a table, a bed and a few books. The bed was well-made and arranged. The table had books on it arranged in an orderly manner, there was also ink containers that were organized with precision in alignment. He tip toed to the table and moved the ink container ever so slightly which caused the pony to jump in shock. A smile of relief shaped the dragon's face.

"You're going to be late, Twilight" he continued, "you have everything you need and besides-" he arranged the ink container and put it in its proper place "-I'll be here if you need anything" he took her hoof and placed his claw on it in reassurance.

"I'm aware of that Spike, but I can't let you sneeze and burn my books! Not to mention your flying lessons with Scootaloo and your developing wings may cause a huge mess" Twilight lied a bit, she wasn't worried about her books or the mess Spike could cause, but the fact that dragons grow as the number of things they receive which makes them greedy. She had to control the number of gifts Spike receives so that he doesn't grow to quickly and become uncontrollable again, he has shown no signs of greed but part of her wished that her dragon could come along just to be safe but under Celestia's orders she has no other choice but to trust that Spike will control his greed.

Spike has grown over the past few years, even more so because of the Apple family success in business; it has become one of the most successful business in all of Equestria in the food and drink industry, due to this the Apple family has needed aid with the gathering of apples and Spike was among the many who helped them as they grew financially, and his physique has grown even greater due to his Dragon physiology not to mention his wings that have only started to grow in the last year or so.  His physique may not be as muscular as one might expect but he definitely is stronger than he looks; his wings though still developing are capable of reaching great speeds thanks to the training of the daredevil Scootaloo and the Wonderbolt Rainbow dash.

"Twilight, I'm not baby anymore, and you know that, all I'm saying is that I think its time you realize that too" he said sympathetically. "Besides if there's anything I know about you, its that you have already sent a letter to somepony asking him or her to take care of me while your gone" he jokingly added.

Twilight upon hearing this only smiled in response the dragon knew her too well, defeated she sighed "I'll miss you Spike"

"And I'll miss you Twilight" Spike hugged her in response.

"Don't have too much fun without me" Twilight said in a motherly tone.

"Likewise" Spike responded like a grown child to his mother.