“Me and my big mouth.” Spike mumbled beneath his breath as he struggled desperately to keep his irritation to a minimum. His eyelids were still weighted with sleep, and his half-lidded gaze was trained intently on a pale yellow mare whose silky coat reminded him of lightly buttered popcorn. She was none other than one of Twilight Sparkle’s friends, Fluttershy, Ponyville’s resident animal expert.
His complaints went ignored by the occupant in the library who sang a wordless melody in a soft, serene voice that could lull even a rampaging adult dragon to sleep in an instant. Her feathered wings flapped slowly, keeping her aloft and at eye level with one of the highest shelves in Twilight’s crystal library. “I’m sorry that I had to wake you,” the pegasus apologized, only briefly glancing down at the young dragon beneath her. “It’s just that I need a book for my furry friends’ monthly book club, and Angel Bunny really wanted