Spike was starting his normal walk through the dense woods of the Everfree Forests. For the past couple of afternoons he has been coming out to the forest to relax. To be away from all the worries and to have a little adventure on his own. As he fix his bag that he held over his shoulder he recalled on what he had done in the past few days. He had carved a nice wooden sword that he would sometimes use for a imaginary adventure. Also he had found a nice place to rest in the evening.
Speaking of a nice place Spike found what he had been looking for. A small clearing with an Oak Tree growing in the middle. Spike sat down on the soft grass and began to open his bag. Inside was some snacks that he had taken along with him. Inside the bag was a couple of small bread buns, a jam jar with peices of gems in it, and a spoon. He grabbed a bun and slightly warmed it with his fire breath. He then rested the bread bun on his knee while he went to open the jam jar. Once open he then used the spoon to spread some jam over the bread bun.
Taking his first bite of the sweetened bun Spike softly yawned. The Everfree Forest wasn't really that bad of a place. The warm afternoon wind with the shade of the tree, and also the softness of the grass made it comfortable enough to relax. Spike didn't have to worry about any predators that might attack him because anything and almost everything in this forest moved at night. While there was still some daylight out Spike could freely roam the forest as long as he didn't provoke any of the wild life.
As Spike finished his bun he reached into his bag for another. Then a sound peirced through Spike's ears. The sound of flapping wings. Quickly Spike gathered his belongings and climbed up the tree hoping he wouldn't be noticed. He soon found a nice place to sit and waited. Looking downard he saw four hooves hit the ground. 'No wait. Are those...paws and talons? Its a griffon.' Spike thought to himself. The griffon seemed to have a mailbag tied around it's mid-section.
The griffon then took off the bag and sat down on the ground. The griffon reached into the bag and pulled out a wrapped item. "Finally. I've been waiting to eat you all day." the griffon said. The voice sounded very familiar to the young dragon. Spike leaned forward to get a closer look, but in his haste he lost his balance and fell. "Aaaaaaahhhhh!" Spike screamed as he fell. "Huh?" asked the griffon before it had Spike land on it.
With a grunt of pain the griffon shoved Spike off of it. "You dweeb! What were you doing spying on me?!" asked the griffon. "Hey, I'm sorry I was just..." Spike stopped in mid-sentence as he looked at the griffon. The griffon was wearing a mail woman's cap and a vest. Her fur was light brown and her feather were white as snow. An light shade of purple feathers covered here eyes. Her violet eyes stared at the young dragon waiting for an answer.
"Gilda?" Spike asked. "Hmph. Took you long enough. You better be lucky I'm on my lunch brake dweeb." she said as she returned to her wrapped item. Quickly unwrapping it she revealed the containments of the wrapping. A big grilled cheese sandwhich. As she took a bite Spike's stomach began to rumble. "I'm not giving you any." Gilda quickly said. "Don't worry I brought something along with me too." Spike replied as he sat down by his bag.
The two continued to eat in silence. Only once Spike was nearly done with his bread buns did he speak. "So...what have you been up to?" He asked. The griffon looked down at the dragon as if he had just said something insulting. "Why would you want to know?" she asked harshly.
"I was just trying to ease the tension, but if you don't want to talk that is fine." Spike said as he began to eat his next to last bun. Gilda was about to eat the last part of her sandwhich when she started to think. It would be nice to get a few things off her chest. After all she may not get another chance and she sure wasn't going to pay money for someone to talk to her. "Fine." Gilda sighed. "After I left that party thrown by Pinkie I went back to the Griffon Kingdom to find a job. At first I could barely keep a job down because of my temper. Soon I decided to leave that place and search for another place to live. I sold my house and bought enough food and water to last me a couple of days." Gilda started.
"I found a small port town a couple hundred miles away and I looked for a good job. Most of the job were either taken or too boring, but I found an open spot for a delivery mare. So I applied. The pay is good and I get to travel a lot so I can't complain." Gilda finished. Spike listened to every word and was interested to knwo that Gilda was doing well. "So dragon boy. What have you been doing?" Gilda asked.
"What?" Spike asked. "You heard me. You asked to know about my life now I get to know about yours. So speak up." Gilda said. Spike then started to recall all of the adventures that he has had even how he found his special place. "Okay while I hardly believe any of that stuff is true. I can't stick around to argue with you all day. I have a package to deliver." said Gilda. As she was about to take off Spike stopped her from taking off. He handed her the last bun he had with the jelly perfectly coavering it. "I picked out all of the gems and sorry for landing on you earlier." Spike said.
Gilda just stared at the bun as if it was alive. After a few seconds of silence she quickly grabbed the bun and took to the sky faster than Spike ever saw her fly. If he had listened more carefully he would have heard her quietly say. "Thanks, dweeb.".
With that over Spike began to head on back. The sun was about to sink over the horizon and the moon was about to take it's turn in the sky. As he began to make it towards the entrance of the forest Spike could already hear Twilight scolding at him for being late to get home. Which he didn't care much. Ever since he found his new hangout he has been a lot less tense. Not even Rainbow Dash crashing into the library could ruin his mood, but soon that would all come to an end.