"Spike...I know it might be too much to ask...but please...don't do it again...I've watched you suffer all these years...I've been unable to get a smile out of you until now...and I'm not going to stop until I get those lips, arched every morning when you wake up..." said Pinkie somewhat discouraged and worried for him. "It's going to be a hard road isn't it?"

Spike stood for a few moments without saying anything. He looked up and stared into Pinkie's eyes.

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