"Ouch..."

Said Alex, lifting her face from the floor again.

After explosion broke out, she blacked out for a minute.

"*Cough* Are you alive?" Asked someone in the darkness. Oh, right. There was a boy... Spike or something.

She tried to move and discovered that she was no longer bound by ropes. How convenient.

So far, everything was really action-packed, so it wasn't strange that her dream let her out from this boring position... In such a ridiculous fashion.

She remembered Luna saying that draconic eyes should have given her night vision. So where it was?

The moment thought appeared in her head, it was like a switch flipped on: entire room lit up, albeit it was completely grayscale. She also noticed Spike. He was looking around, trying to see something. Strange. He had draconic eyes as well, by default.

"Hey!" She called him. "I'm here. Why can't you see me?"

Spike's head snapped in her direction.

"Oh. I thought... It was a violent explosion. I don't know what happened here. And what do you mean? It's dark."

"Well, yeah. But you have draconic eyes. I have them too. And I can see." Answered Alex.

"Huh?" He seemed genuinely confused. "I don't know what are you talking about. It's cat's eyes can see in the dark, not lizard's."

"You know what? Nevermind. Just remember not to set on fire any dust in the future."

"What was that? Why did that happen?" He asked.

"I really can't explain, I'm not a scientist. Just know that this can happen. I'm surprised that we seem unharmed actually." She wasn't really surprised; it was a dream after all.

"Well..." Said Spike. “I’m a dragonborn, and dragons are immune to flames. So I can't be harmed by fire. I am more concerned about you."

"Nevermind the fact that explosions harm mostly by air pressure. I think I am also must be immune to fire... Probably. I have flaming hair... Which I can't see right now. Why can't I see my hair? It should be very bright in the darkness!"

Alex panicked. 'Does it mean that fire went out from the explosion? Am I bald now?!'

She hurriedly felt around her head, and oh, horror -...

...It wasn't there. Oh, wow. You expected me to say it was? Pff. I won't do the same thing trice.

Anyway. She was really glad that Spike couldn't see in the dark now. Otherwise he would notice her shining (not really) bald head. That would be embarrassing as hell.

"Did you find it? Your hair, I mean." She heard Spike ask her. Right. She freaked out loud a moment ago.

"Ahah... Ha. Of course." If she was a TV character, she would be visibly sweating right now. "It... Went back to normal."

"Oh. Good. Let me create a fire, so I could see."

"Wait wait wait! No. Give me a second!" She hurriedly stopped him, trying to find a solution to this predicament.

How to light her head again? Set it on fire? What if she just burns herself? Then it would be shiny and scarred.

Magic? She only knew how to make light, and it was the least wanted thing right now.

She decided to risk it. But how to get fire?

"So..." Alex asked. "How are you going to lit fire?"

Spike chuckled. "Did you forget why we are like this?"

"Oh." It dawned on her. "Fire-breathing. Right. Uhh... Wait a second...."

She moved closer to Spike and positioned her head in front of his face.

"Go!" Alex commanded squeezing her teeth.

Boy shrugged, not understanding the problem and took a deep breath. Then he let it out.

Bright green flames surged out of his mouth, and although Alex found it a bit disgusting, it indeed worked. While scurrying away so Spike wouldn't see her actions, she commanded her eyes to turn off night vision mode. While fire temporarily blinded Spike from seeing her doing, she actually nearly took critical damage because of it. Thankfully she squeezed her eyes nervously before, so it wasn't so bad.

"Hey." Said Spike. "Why is your head on fire again?"

She decided to ignore that question.

"Where are we, anyway?" She asked him.

In the flickering light of her hair, that somehow again turned barely warm, she looked around again, this time concentrating on her surroundings.

"This place really has flimsy floors..."

Above their heads there was a hole. Hole, filled with big boulders, blocking it. Thankfully, no boulders went through, otherwise it wouldn't be just a concussion to catch one on the head. Or anywhere on that matter.

"It looks like the ceiling had crumbled, too. We are stuck." She noticed.

"I hope Twilight will find a way to dig us out." Worriedly said Spike.

"Well, let's not sit right under it, in case she tries to move those." Answered Alex, and Spike agreed. They moved to the edge of the room.

"We can try to get out ourselves." Alex pointed at a hole in the wall, leading somewhere. The entire room looked like some sort of half-cave, half-dungeon. "I wonder where we had fallen into..."

"We can, but I think it's better to wait. That was a loud explosion, there is no way they didn't heard it. I bet they will come to rescue us soon." Objected Spike.

And so they decided to wait.

And wait.

And wait.

"It's been half an hour. It's starting to get boring." Complained Alex. "Where are your friends? Did they forget about us?"

"No way! Twilight wouldn't leave me. Maybe something happened..." Spike seemed bothered by the situation.

"Well, I'm not waiting anymore." She stood up. "I'm going to go and see if we can get out ourselves. In any case, if they dig this out, that can just follow us."

With those words, Alex entered the hole and disappeared from view.

Left in the darkness again, and alone, Spike shivered.

"Wait for me!"

Author's Note

So, i am still very busy, but it's your Christmas gift. Nothing substantial, bit still.

I put in explosion just for fun, and now I'm a bit at loss at how to unveil this.

Anyway, see you.