CK WAS THAT?!" Spike hollered. He tried to blow fire on the alicorn, but was unable to because he was now a griffin.Spike awoke one bright and sunny day feeling a bit different than usual. He felt...slightly taller, and his nose felt out of place. Shrugging it off, he proceeded to get out of his basket, only to find that it was crushed.
Only now did he realize that Twilight was staring at him with her eyes wide. Her hoof was pointed at him, and so he took the hint to look down.
He didn't have scales anymore. No, this non-dragon now had purple fur. His head was light green with the tips of his hair a lighter green. Plus he now had wings.
"Uh Twilight? I think I'm a griffin now," he said to Twilight, who continued to stare with horror.
Suddenly, Twilight did the unexpected. Her horn started glowing and she shot a beam at the griffin Spike, sending him to the ground.
"TWILIGHT! WHAT THE FCK WAS THAT?!" Spike hollered. He tried to blow fire on the alicorn, but was unable to because he was now a griffin.
"WHERE'S SPIKE!?" Twilight shouted, her horn glowing menacingly.
"I am Spike!" Spike the griffin exclaimed while attempting to stand on four legs.
"Likely story! If you are Spike then tell me something I do in my spare time!"
"Uh... Well, you like to go up to a mirror and put on your crown and regalia and then turn the song The Great and Powerful Trixie on and dance around while singing off k~"
"Okay! Okay! It's you, Spike! But please, refrain from talking about that!" Twilight exclaimed.
"Sureeee, just make me not a griffin anymore."
"...but you're so cute like this!"
"No," Spike said while throwing a piece of his broken bed at Twilight. "Now go make me some breakfast. And this time, don't burn it."