Twilight Sparkle stared in horror. It was there on the table in front of her. She shuddered uncontrollably.
"W-w-why is t-there a *gulp* quesadilla here?" she stammered.
Spike simply smirked. "I honestly have no clue," he said.
Twilight slowly slid under the table, all the time watching the cheese running out of the quesadilla.Her horn lit up as she prepared the spell that would obliterate this threat once and for all. She blew the table up.
Watching the smoking remains of her enemy, she sighed.
"That was close," she remarked. "Spiike!! Clean this ash up, will you?"