A dragon with an interesting friendship

My hopes came true, in their purest form. Now on every Saturday of each week she comes to me and we talk over tea, she brings the tea leaves while I bring the pot and cups. She has told me a lot about the world outside, from culture to superstitions and everything else, honestly it is quite fun to listen to it all. Even if some things sound absurd, but seriously how can there be an immortal pony ruler, how controls the sun, called Celestia. But I digress from the topic at hand.

It has been about a year since I first came here and me and Fluttershy have done a various things together. From our midnight flying session, she stays on my back for most of it, to giving each other hearth’s warming presents to each other. Honestly I thought she was going to either faint or flee in nervousness when she tried to give me my present, also no matter what anyone says a scarf for ponies is the best present for a dragon more then a thousand times their size. On another note her new necklace has drawn more than one set of eyes while she walked through town.

There is one thing that troubles me, the fact no one but her knows of my existence and if I was to appear out of nowhere. A certain town’s resident vet may be very suspicious if anyone asks any questions in her general vicinity. Though I am content with my current situation. As long as no one tries to do anything to Fluttershy or my mountain everything will be fine.

Smaug POV

I was simply relaxing when I heard the all too familiar clack of hooves on stone, I could also tell it was certainly a yellow and pink pony. The only thing was it Tuesday, at that I felt a pit form in my stomach. She sprang through the opening in the wall, Fluttershy sat there for a moment before speaking. She spoke at such a frenzied rate that I couldn’t make out a thing she was trying to say.

“Take a moment then continue.”At that she stops for a moment to gather herself before continuing.

“Surveyors are coming here in a week to see if this mountain is able to be mined”

“WHAT! I shoutout, as well as being the first time I have ever shouted. The sheer volume of my voice makes the immediate area shake for a moment, while at the same time making Fluttershy cover her ears in extreme discomfort. After seeing that I take a moment to compose myself before speaking.

I apologise for my outburst.” But as I say that I can’t feel a snarl forming on my face, because of the anger I feel boiling inside. Obviously seeing this and hoping to play cate me she says.

“Maybe you should send a letter to Celestia.” Her voice is meek like the first time we met, she is obviously scared of my snarling face. At this I compose myself before speaking.

“Yes that would be the proper course of action. If you could write and send it for me that would be greatly appreciated.” She seems confused for a moment before looking at my claws that wouldn’t be able to write if my life depended on it, then back up to my immense size that wouldn’t allow me to enter a town with a post box.

“Of course, that’s what friends are for.” Her smile beamed up to me, that smile could have melted the heart of an ice walker. I rallied my will power to ensure I didn’t l say “aww”.

“Do you have paper and pen with you or do you require me to acquire some for you.”

“No. I’ve got some right here.” As she was saying that she pulled out pencil and paper from the saddle bags she started wearing since she first brought me tea.

“Then let us begin.” I take a moment to think before beginning.

Celestia POV

Dear princess Celestia

I am Smaug, king under the mountain. I have gained word of you sending surveyors to see if my mountain home is of the worth to be mined, while I do not try to draw to conclusions. I do believe it is of bad taste to mine out someone else’s home and property. So I ask as one ruler to another, that we might have an meeting to discuss this mistake of land and property, so if you could be so kind as to meet me on the opposite side of my mountain from the town called ponyville.

In kind regards, Smaug the dragon.

Celestia had just read one of the most blatant attempts of political subterfuge she had ever seen, it is proven in the Canterlot archives that no one has owned that mountain since the establishment of Equestria. Not to mention a dragon of all things, meaning it was likely a bid to make her stop the surveyors for whatever reason. But she had a great idea, if she sent a letter back requesting that he meet her in Canterlot at 2:00pm and if he didn’t show up she could have a nice break between meetings. So since he certainly wouldn’t it would be a nice relaxing 10 minutes, it was the perfect plan.

The next day at 1:59pm

Celestia was relaxing on her balcony thanking her past self for coming up with such a wonderful idea. She was looking up at the clouds when she saw a dragon?

Smaug POV

I could still feel the residual anger from the casual denial of my request, as well as the assumption it was some political ploy. So after reassuring Fluttershy and telling how I was just going to have the meeting with her and nothing more, I set off towards Canterlot.

I flew at high altitudes until I was practically over the city then dived down to the entrance of Canterlot castle, I intentionally landed with a loud thud to announce my presence. The area I was in was a tad too small for me to properly stand, so I had to ever so slightly hunch in on myself. This did not diminish on my impressive size that dwarfed anything except the palace itself in height, I could hear and see the various guards and other assorted staff scramble for cover or to figure out what was going on at my sudden appearance. Until finally one guard how seemed to be in charge came out of the front door with many more guards in tow, they formed up to protect the gate before finally asking.

“What is your business and how are you.” I thought about the first question for the briefest of moments before answering.

”To answer your first question I am her for a meeting with your princess.” This seemed to have calmed everyone in my vicinity to a degree. I pondered on how to answer that second for a moment. I could either answer Smaug or I could say Smaug with a bunch of mostly made up titles to sound intimidating. Then promptly said screw it and went with the cooler second option.

I am Smaug the terrible, chieffest and greatest calamity of the age, burner of dale, bane of Durin’s folk, scorcher of the woodlin realm and king under the mountain. This announcement had done two things, one put the fear of god into the surrounding ponies, as well as heralding the arrival of a white Alicorn how could only be one person. Celestia.