Spike grinned, watching Twilight and her friends leave, already preparing his baking checklist in his mind.
Of course, he'd have to get all the pet-related chores done first, but that would be no problem. It would be nothing compared to what Twilight demanded of him sometimes.
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Watching the happily sleeping pets, Spike cut himself the first slice of his jewel cake. Yes, life was good.