The Letters Addressed to No One

by Soaring

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike
Length: 1508

Almost like a makeshift diary, Spike writes his life to whom it may concern.

Almost like a makeshift diary, Spike writes his life to whom it may concern. Just who is this pony he has in mind? And why is he writing them?

One pony knows why. And she will find out soon enough.

Inspired by the story The Diary of Spike the Dragon by Wrangle Wolfe.

Also, dedicated to the great and valiant ChappedPenguinLips and the ever-so-inspiring anonpencil. I also want to dedicate this to one of my best friends, Kevin, but he's not a user on Fimfiction.

Published 2017-07-15 05:00:07 UTC
Last updated 2017-07-15 05:00:07 UTC

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To Whom It May Concern:

I want to start by thanking you for reading this letter. I know, I know, I've started this late, but when Twilight ordered Rainbow Dash to start writing things down because "heaven-forbid, you need reminders to keep your head from being stuck in the clouds," I knew I was needing something like that too. My head has been stuck in the clouds for quite some time now. So, here I am, writing to you so that I can keep my mind from drifting.

I think Twilight calls this a diary, or maybe even an ode to myself, but that would be silly. Diaries are for ponies who want to keep their secrets hidden from the public eye. I have no intention of keeping what I share secret, because, look who I am addressing it to! I am addressing it to no one in particular! So why should I write a diary if I have no fear? I have nothing to hide, and I have nothing to fear. If ponies use this against me in the future, then so be it. I just want to be sane, nothing more.

It sounds selfish, really. This is all for me, me, me. These letters aren't for whoever picks them up. They're for me. Almost makes me want to gag. How self-centered I sound! Maybe I should keep that in mind when I write these. Oh well, this is just a test run, I guess, that's how these letters roll. Then, once they're done, they get rolled up into little sheets of coiled angst or happiness, get shipped off to another destination, get opened up just to be read and coiled again. These puppies won't be sent anywhere... for now.

With that out of the way. What should I write about? A seemingly-odd interaction with Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash? A story about my time with Applejack? When I was first born?

Wait.

I guess I should start when I was first born. But there's a few details I need to add. First, I was born by my parents, who are definitely dragons. Could you imagine if I was born from a dragon/pony couple? I'd probably look a bit different, depending on what type of pony the stallion was. A pegasus could've given me wings! A horned dragon, though? That might be slightly difficult. I wonder if my breath would be magical still? An earth pony father wouldn't have been bad. I would have been a bit stronger and taller due to the pony's build, but that might be it. Either that, or I would have one hell of a kick!

Thankfully, I am not a product of a dragon/pony couple. I know my parents are out there still, probably taking care of the hoard that they have. I just wish that I could meet them someday, at least thank them for having me be alive. I know they gave me freely to the ponies as a gift for saving their entire hoard and eggs from being destroyed. It makes me feel happy that I am the representative of the bond of peace that dragons have with ponies. Or maybe there are more like me that I don't know about. All I know is, "No dragon has ever saved Equestria as much as you have!"

Does saving Equestria really matter, though?

Oh, whoever may read this, I need to let you know. Yeah, I helped six ponies save Equestria a bunch of times. One of those ponies is my caretaker, Twilight Sparkle. She's a sweet caring pony who is incredible at magic and loves her friends all the same. She can get really, really stressed out without me around. Heck, she sometimes is stressed even with me around, but she knows when she sees me, the world gets a little less cloudy. And oh-oh-oh-ho, this mare does the same for me. If I didn't have her around, I wouldn't have been hatched! Heck, the Elements of Harmony (the other five ponies with her included) would have never met and formed! Imagine that.

Offtrack, I'll save those stories about Twilight and them later. Back to the details.

The second thing I need to let you, whoever it may be, know is that Celestia was mothering my egg. Now, I know what you're thinking, "Didn't you just say that Twilight hatched you?" Why, yes, I did. She used her magic to break me free of my egg so I can live as the dragon I am today. However, mothering and hatching are two different things. Hatching is when the egg finally breaks open, while mothering is keeping the egg secure, safe, and warm. Celestia tried to do all these things without having the knowledge on caring for a dragon egg. So, like a blue-jay mothers her young, she sat on me with determination to keep me warm. I couldn't believe it at first, but Celestia had proof. Old photos were brought to the forefront, and my gosh, I don't think I can look at her the same, and I don't think Twilight will either. If she ever reads these letters due to, let's say, picking them up on a random clean-up session, I pray that she has the mental stability to weather the news that her mentor was, in fact, an impromptu mother.

The final tidbit that I need to let you know, dear reader, is that all of what I will be recalling are bits of what I remember. Most of what each pony, griffon, etc says might be something I heard out of "because I wanted to hear it that way" or "because I can't remember how it was said". I may not be the most reliable re-collector of all time, but I know my words and I know that most of them are true... I think.

So, yeah, I was born from my parents who are both dragons. I still don't know their names, but I do remember that they had the kindest of hearts in all of the dragon lands. That isn't to say they were perfect, though. I believe that they were selfish to give me up instead of giving their the ponies some gems, since my species really likes their hoard. However, I think they also were selfless for wanting to give the ponies something more than just wealth. If you save lives, it's only fair to give life too, right? Maybe paying it forward in that sense makes the most sense. I mean, the ponies learned a lot so far from me, and there's still so much time remaining for me. Who knows what ponies and dragons will learn about each other thanks to my existence!

I think I touched up on what I wanted to say. I think I can end this letter without leaving anything out...

...except for one thing. I have this feeling that someday, I'm going to be stuck without anyone to help me up. I mean, it's rumored that dragons like me live for a long, long time, and well, if it's true, I wonder what I'm going to do... especially about Rarity. I mean, she's a diamond in the rough, and I don't know if I'll be able to catch her let alone live with her, you know? I know it's silly, still clutching onto this hope that I can get her to be mine someday, but is it wrong to hold onto something so trivial as a hope to be a diamond like her? I just want her to see me as a catch too.

Oh well, maybe it's not meant to be. You know, me being nearly timeless and all.

Catch ya later, whoever you are. I'll write you again soon.

From,

Spike the Dragon

P.S. Just to let you know, I tried my hardest not to cross anything out. If I do, it's because I really meant to make sure that my points are clear and concise. I know Twilight likes that too, not that it matters. Got to be as neat as possible. Heck, I need to make sure I can read these back someday!

Author's Note

Welp, this is a project I didn't suspect to make. Actually, whenever I get inspired, it just comes out and I just have to post it.

Hope you all enjoy this story so far. Here's some author-like tidbits.

Letters will have lengths similar to this, but they'll be a bit longer as we go. No, these letters aren't going to be 10k words. Trust me, that's the highest I could go without calling it an essay.

In addition, I am looking for pre-readers and editors. If you feel the calling to be an editor for this, hit me up with a message! It's not that I'm taking anyone who is interested, but I really would appreciate the help! Otherwise, it'll just be me and maybe a couple of people if they want to even look at the work.

Anywhozzles, ciao.

-Challenge