It was a beautiful morning at the Ponyville farmers' market. Spike hung up his sign and grinned. He took a step back, frowned, then adjusted it so it was level. His ears pricked up as he heard hoofsteps behind him.
Bon Bon paused as she walked by the stand. She squinted, as if not believing the words written on the sign. “'Spike's Fried Potatoes'?” Her tone turned teasing. “Potatoes? What’s up with that? Is hay too good for you now, you fancy dragon?”
Spike turned and grinned, beginning his speech with a flourish and a deep bow. “It's not about me, but about you! I present, at great personal expense, a delicacy from another dimension brought back to ours, and from my stand right to your mouth!”
Bon Bon raised an eyebrow.
Spike continued, “Today is your lucky day! For being my first customer, you get your order free!”
Bon Bon paused. Free was good. “Ok, I'll try anything once.”
Spike fired up the oil with a blast of his flames, and he soon had her potatoes fried and perfectly crispy. He added a healthy (or maybe not so healthy) helping of salt, and then slid them over in a little red paper basket. “Enjoy!”
Bon Bon sniffed them hesitantly, then slowly picked one up and blew on it to cool it. She extended her tongue and brought one to her parted lips. Her eyes widened after the first crunch. “Whoa,” she whispered, before picking up another and quickly shoving it into her mouth.
Spike grinned as he watched the fries disappear. It was going to be a good day.