Twilight was making her way down the streets of Ponyville, fully emersed in her book, paying little mind to the ponies around her, but not entirely unaware of her surroundings. Quills and Sofas was bustling with activity, as was the bakery. The Cakes had their hooves full, selling hot buns with the help of Pinkie Pie, Rose was tending to her flowers, Apple Bloom just delivered apple pies to Junebug... wait...
"Hey Apple Bloom, I thought Applejack was supposed to do the deliveries." said Twilight, approaching the filly.
"Normally, yes, but my sister's mighty busy at the farm. I also promised her I'd help with the deliveries around Ponyville, so she'd let me go to Zecora's for potion practice." Apple Bloom replied.
"Oh, right! How's --" Twilight started.
"Ooh, that reminds me! The other day when I was on my way there, an apple fell on my head. You won't believe what I saw when I looked up!" Apple Bloom interrupted.
"More apples?" Twilight answered dryly, not in the mood to humor Apple Bloom with a 'what'.
"A dragon. The apple was hers, so I gave it back. She said her name was Jade." Apple Bloom recounted.
"You talked to a dragon?" Twilight asked incredulously, not that she thought it was untrue. After all, many dangerous creatures call the Everfree their home and she already knew about a dragon who resided there.
Apple Bloom nodded and uttered an affirming "mm-hmm". She then proceeded with her story, conveniently leaving out the part about the timberwolves. The last thing she wanted was for Applejack to find out about that. She was already a very protective sister and almost didn't let Apple Bloom make the trip to Zecora's at all.
"I wonder why Zecora never mentioned she knew a baby dragon..." Twilight pondered out loud, tapping her chin with her hoof.
"I don't know, but I have more pies to deliver. It was nice to see you, Twilight!" With that Apple Bloom walked off to the next customer.
After saying goodbye Twilight tucked her book under her wing and started back home. Her order of quills could wait. Quills and Sofas was far too busy for her taste anyway. But who could blame the patrons? Two sofas for the price of one-and-a-half is almost too good a deal to pass up. The whole way back Twilight thought about Spike. She reveled in the idea of Spike having a dragon companion to interact with close-by, but reminded herself not to get her hopes up, or more importantly, give Spike false hope.
As soon as Twilight entered her castle, she began looking for her saddlebag. While at Zecora's, she might as well see if she has more of that delicious tea and it would give her another excuse to go, should the search for the dragon turn out fruitless. She considered asking Spike to accompany her, but decided against it. She heard him hum a cheerful tune as he was doing the dishes. She smiled.
"Spike, I'm going to Zecora's for a little bit! Do you think you can finish your chores before I get back?" Twilight called out.
"Way ahead of you, Twi, I'm almost done! Say 'hi' to Zecora for me, okay?" Spike called back.
"Will do! I'll be back before long! Bye, Spike!" Twilight replied. She couldn't help but smile again. Spike truly was her number one assistant, always eager to help.