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No matter how embarrassed or scared you are at that moment, your mind is completely over-ridden by the desire to help the Dragon out and try to make friends with him, if only to make up for causing the mess in the first place.
Your saddle-bags aren't too full since you finished off all of the food you packed this morning, allowing you to pick up some of the scrolls gently with your teeth and pack as many into your bags as possible without creasing them. However, the scolls are one of your lesser concerns as you take the time to look over the baby Dragon as he too picks up some of the littered scrolls.
The Dragon is just over half your height if you include the radiant-green spikes that start at the base of his spine and reach to the top of his head. His 'ears' as anypony would view them as, were of a much lighter green that hurt you eyes if you looked at the colour for too long. The rest of his body is made up of purple, well-groomed scales and a greenish-gray underbelly, with not so much as a scale out of place. Overall, he actually looks pretty cute (as far as Dragons go). You begin to blush slightly once he notices you've been staring at him for quite a while now, even after you both picked up the last of the scrolls.
"Thanks for helping me out there." The Dragon sighs, now only holding half the scolls he was originally carrying. You swear you heard him mutter "even though this is your fault", but dismiss the backchat once he introduces himself. "I'm Spike, by the way." Not a very original name, you think. "...I hope Twilight doesn't see what happened."
"I'm Creamsicle." You introduce yourself. You figure you're still blushing by the warmth you feel on your cheeks. You try to make youself sound more...appealing to the baby Dragon. "My friends tend to call me 'Creamy' for short..." You smile at Spike in a more-than-friendly manner. He smiles back, though you can tell he's only trying to return the friendly smile. "...so who's this 'Twilight' pony you're on about?"
Before Spike can answer, you are both interrupted by another Pony, calling out; "Spike! Spike, where are you?"
It doesn't take long for the pony to reach your vision, and Spike turns around to see...
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