“Spike, did you dust the-” Twilight Sparkle tried to get out, but was swiftly interrupted.
“Yep! Taken care of!” Spike announced, waving his arms to show off the now pristine looking bookshelves. Twilight cantered over to it, her eyes meticulously scanning it all over. With a stoic expression, Twilight placed her hoof on the top part and wiped through it and then eyed her fur. Spike nervously twitched his claws, waiting for a response. The mare smirked and winked at him as Spike let all the tension from his body ease out.
“Check, good job. Okay, Did you reshelv-”
Spike went to speak over her again, but Twilight wasn’t having it as her hoof was pressed firmly onto his lips.
“No, I hate it when you do that, Spike. I was going to say, did you re-shelf shelves three and four like I had asked?” she asked in a level tone. He nodded and she smiled. “Good, good. Okay, how about Owlowiscious’ cage, did you clean that?”
Spike’s eye scale twitched slightly and she pushed her hoof away. “Yeah, just got done with that, Twi’. I also washed our sheets and scrubbed the floors and a few other things,” he pointed out in a casual tone. “Ain’t I great?”
She rolled her eyes while nodding. “Sure. Alright, you’re free for the day to…” she trailed off as Spike sprinted upstairs and slammed his door shut, a goofy smile on his face. Twilight sighed. “I was gonna say free to read a book, not goof off all day!” Sighing again, she shook her head and walked off to busy herself with a few chores of her own. “I swear, that drake.”