"Bleugh." Twilight spat the soggy spaghet across the room. "Where's my Chef Boyardee, Spike?"
"We're out, Twi!" Spike called from the pantry. "You bought the generic brand last week 'cause the store didn't have any left!"
Twilight died a little inside. Spike continued silently eating all the marshmallows out of the lucky charms box.