Know your mare, know your mare, know you mare...
Spike could have sworn that everyone said the gang was broken up, never to be seen again. But as three voices echoed around him, he just sighed his disappointment.
Spike...
...mooches off random ponies' streaming services...
"Jokes on you: Twilight already pays for all of them. So nyeh."
Spike, a Dragon...
...specifically mooches off his landlord's accounts...
"She's not my landlord! We're family. You share your--Why am I debating with you on this?"
Spike the Dragon...
...changes the password on all the accounts when he's mad at Starlight...
"Once! And it gave me a prompt that said 'you haven't updated your password in blah-blah-blah', and I panicked!"
Spike D. Ragon...
...switches the mature lock off when everyone goes to sleep...
"...C...Can I go home?"
Now you know...
Spike...
"I'm just gonna... Go home... not for any--you know--particular reason..." He gradually excused himself, taking longer and longer strides towards the exit, until he was flying away at a breakneck pace.