Equestrian Diaries

Dear Diary,

I want to start by saying that I'm not Twilight's servant. Everyone keeps thinking that!

I'm her assistant. That's all. Her assistant.

That's kind of the reason that I'm sad. Most of my other friends have been friendzoned or brotherzoned, I've hit a new low. I've been Assistantzoned. Yeah, apparently that's a thing now.

Ever since she hatched me I've been in love with Twilight. I mean it's so obvious. Why else would a big, powerful dragon like me slave around for ponies?

Okay, so I'm not big or powerful and I am a couple years younger than her but I mean well. I take notes for her, I get things she needs, I'm a one-dragon file cabinet and on one occasion... stress relief. She kicks hard for someone so small. But I will all be worth it the day she sees me as something more than a scaly paperboy.

My other heartthrob lives in Ponyville. Rarity is her name. She... she's beautiful. That's all I can say at the moment. Absolutely beautiful. She far outclasses Twilight in that aspect, but my love for Twilight runs deeper than flank.

While Rarity is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, Twilight and I have history. I'm trying to make Twilight jealous by drooling over Rarity. That way I have two strategies for two different mares. Whichever one of them works, I get a special somepony. Flawless.

Spike Dragonhide

PS: I wonder if it will bother them that I'm a different species.