Alright, I'll start from the top. After leaving the observatory, I had to ask around to find where the library was in Ponyville. At one point I thought I saw a orange filly staring at me from an alleyway, but when I looked again I didn't see anypony.
So when I actually got to the library, I got scared immediately by the sound and sight of fire, followed by a flash of a scaly arm around the corner. I'll admit it, I screamed like a little foal. Then the dragon in question walked up to me, and I saw it was just a baby. I've only met like, maybe two other baby dragons ever, and that was in bucking Canterlot, so I was surprised to see one in Ponyville. I said I wanted to talk to the Librarian, and he called over Twilight. I gasped a little as I saw her, she was even more beautiful than I'd thought from afar. Our conversation, at least from what I remember:
Twilight: Hello there, how may I help you? Mr?
Me: Oh, uh, it's Shine. I'm Orion Shine. I just moved here from Canterlot about three or four weeks ago.
T: Really? That's interesting, I moved here from there just two weeks ago.
M: Yeah, I know, I was at the party that was thrown.
T: Really? I might remember seeing you there...So what do you do for a living?
M: Oh, I'm an astronomer.
T: Really? I love astronomy! What abou-
M: Listen, I'd love to talk shop, but there's a reason I came here today, and it wasn't to talk to a pretty mare about the weather.
M: Yeah, anyway. Do you know anything about the recent string of disappearances lately?
T: You mean the face that Lyra and Scootaloo have been missing for weeks, and Bon Bon just turned up dead yesterday?
M: They're the ones involv-wait. You know about them already?
T: Yes. I'm Princess Celestia's apprentice. Dangerous things like this is one of the reasons I'm in Ponyville.
M: Oh. Well I new friend of mine was trying to find out what was going on, and it seems that there's this pony who keeps posting on his blog that might be responsible.
T: Really? That's very serious. Why do you think he is involved?
M: He keeps posting pictures of those who were taken in creepy filters, and leaving garbled and creepy comments that predict what will happen.
T: Well, that's interesting, but why not go to the Princess?
M: Because he's started harrassing me on my blog too now. And since the beginning I've been leaving hints that I...sort of fancy you. Then he asked me who I loved, and from how I worded my response he wants to go after you know.
M: Yeah. Here's my pmail address, we'll talk.
M: Keep that baby dragon of yours around you at all times. Whoever is doing this, they don't seem to attack when people are in groups. Good luck.
After that I left. I just got home now, and what do I find? Or rather who do I not find? Slim. He isn't here. I read his blog. The foal, he's a sitting duck now. Hurry up and get home Slim. We don't need another disappearance or death right now.