Spike was awoken by the sun shining through the window sill, and the smell of eggs being made downstairs in the kitchen. He unfurled himself from his curled position in his bed, and got up to see what was cooking. He hurried down the stairs and into the kitchen to see Twilight making breakfast.
"Morning spike!" The lavender Alicorn greeted Spike with glee.
"Morning Twilight. Watchya makin'?"
"It's your favorite!" She sang, "Scrambled eggs, mixed with bacon, onions and a hint of salt and pepper!"
"Wow! Thanks Twi!" Spike said with excitement.
"Hey, Spike. Mind if you restock the books on the bookshelves for me alphabetically?"
"Erm... yeah, but... I have to ask you something first," Spike informed as he walked into the library, picking up scattered books on the shelves.
"What might that be?" Twilight inquired with a curious tone.
"Uh... like, when do I get... y'know, paid working for you?" Spike heard something crash in the kitchen, right after he asked the question. Moments later, Twilight peered out of the doorway, looking at Spike and asked, "I'm sorry. What was the question?"
Spike sternly replied, "When do I get paid?" Twilight gave Spike a blank look and then turning into slight disapproval. Twilight bared a smile and said, "One moment please."
Spike heard the sound of some broken glass being swept across the floor in the kitchen, knowing that Twilight HAD broken something. Whatever it was, it doesn't really matter. He heard the lid of the trash can open as Twilight disposed of the remains of her mess on the floor. The sound of the stove knob was clicked off and the pan filled with Spikes breakfast, was scooted aside. Twilight came out of the room, brushing herself off and then took composure.
"Okay, Spike. Please tell me what you said one more time?"
With a groan, Spike curtly stated his question once again, "Twilight. When do I get paid?"
Twilight was extremely confused at this request of Spikes. She raised him like a son! She fed him, gave him a home, clothes, a place to sleep, and now he's asking her for money? What was this teenage dragon mind thinking?? Was that greedy side of him coming out again? It doesn't really look like it. He's not exactly being forceful about it.
Twilight inhaled, and exhaled as she began to speak, "Listen, Spike. I raised you like my own child since the day you first hatched! I fed you, gave you shelter, clothes, and now you want money from me? Is this you just being a stubborn teen, or is you bad, greedy, dragon nature kicking in again?"
"If I were to choose one or the other, I'd say I'm just being a stubborn teenage dragon. And you're a princess for God's sake! You have a crap ton of bitz lying around somewhere, don't you?"
"What the hell, Spike!? Your really gonna go there!?" Twilight yelled.
"Yes. I just went there."
"Oh for Celestia's sake-" Twilight put her hand over her face, "-I can't believe you!"
"Let me put it this way: How do you expect me to buy my own stuff, if you don't pay me?" Spike inquired.
"I-" Twilight lifted a finger, but then realizing his accusation was in very good defense, "Actually your right. But I'm still not paying you."
"WHY NOT?"
"Because I think giving you a home to live in is a good enough pay."
"Okay. In that case, I QUIT."
With Twilight's gaping mouth, she replied," What!? y-you... YOU CANT DO THAT!"
"But I just did! Didn't I?" Spike said with a smirk. Twilight was so mad, her face was boiling red and you could swear steam was coming out of her ears.
"Now then," Spike said with a satisfied look on his face, "I'm off to find me a job!"
"B-but... you. You can't! I-I," Twilight was too flabbergasted to come to words to what had just happened. With that, Spike walked out of the door.
"See ya later Twi!" And then he slammed the door.