The morning sun began to rise over the hills and the residents of Ponyville began to awake from there slumber to begin there daily objectives. At Twilights library, Spike was as usual sleeping longer than Twilight wanted to. Twilight approached Spike bed and pulled the duvet off him, waking him up in an instant.

"Twilight! I was having a nice sleep then, and you have to come in and ruin it!" Spike grumbled.

"Don't give me that Spike, you always oversleep!" Twilight Sparkle firmly said. "Besides, morning is here now. So you might as well stop grumbling and get a move on."

Twilight went back downstairs to continue reading. Spike slowly climbed out of bed and dragged himself downstairs.

"Oh, so you decided to come out of bed? That's a surprise." Twilight sarcastically said.

"Very funny Twilight." Spike grumbled, but smiled afterwards.

Twilight put her book down and spoke to Spike.

"What do you want for you breakfast today?" Twilight asked smiling.

"Hold on. Aren't I the servant round here?" Spike said with a confused face.

"Well, you're lucky I'm in a good mood today." Twilight chuckled.

"And why is that?" Spike asked.

"Because." Twilight answered. "Now, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Hmmm... maybe some Hoof Hoops might do the stomach good." Spike requested.

"OK then." Twilight gleefully said and set to work.

Spike was going into the dining room, when a newspaper fell through the door flap. Spike rushed to it and carried it with him to the dining room. He sat down at the table and put the newspaper on it. He watched Twilight prepare his breakfast, as well as her own.

"Doing anything important today?" Spike asked.

"Nothing on the agenda today. You?" Twilight responded, placing a pack of eggs back in the cupboard.

"Same here." Spike said.

Twilight brought the food to the table and they began to eat. Spike browsed through the newspaper, seeing if there was anything interesting to talk about.

"Anything good today?" Twilight asked.

"Government rubbish and that." Spike said, still browsing through the newspaper.

"Typical. It fells like they always write the same story every day. It's like they ran out of originality and went into desperate measures by writing up stuff about government, sales and all that stuff no ones interested in anyway." Twilight explained.

"I agree, but there are some political news that catches the eye." Spike debated.

"Still, only about 2.2% of ponies in Ponyville probably give a sod about, maybe eve less." Twilight replied.

Spike said nothing, it was a waste of time arguing with mares. The two continued to consume there food in silence.


Later that day, Spike was cleaning the bookshelf's and Twilight was reading one of her many thousands of books. Spike dusted a large proportion of the dust and it went in his face, causing him to cough and choke.

"You OK Spike?" Twilight called.

"Yeah, I'm OK." Spike called still coughing slightly.

Spike moved down an column and started dusting again. He then spotted Twilight walking towards the door.

"Twilight, were you off to?" Spike asked.

Twilight turned and looked at Spike.

"Oh, just for a stroll round Ponyville, just something to do to pass an hour or something." Twilight answered. "See ya."

Twilight opened the door and left.

"Well, back to dusting it is then." Spike said to himself and continued dusting the books.


At long last, all the books were spotless as if they had come fresh from a factory. Spike was walking upstairs for a rest, when he spotted something out the window.

"Huh?" Spike said and peered out the window.

A big cart with "BARRY AND SON'S REMOVAL SERVICE" written on the side had pulled up to one of the houses that had been on the market for a few days. Two stallions unhinged themselves from the cart and placed the stills down to keep the cart in balance. Then they went round the back of the cart and opened up the doors. Shortly afterwards, a second horse drawn coach pulled up.

"These must be new occupations." Spike said to himself.

The coach doors opened up. A mare exited the coach with two bags on her back. Then, to Spikes surprise, a dragon the same type and size as the dragon exited the coach holding two bags. Spike smiled with glee.

"Finally! There's someone apart from a pony that I can talk to now!" Spike happily said.

He watched as the two stallions moved all sorts of furniture into the house. Stuff like the couch, tables, cabinets, cupboards, wardrobes, chairs and all sort of things a typical house would have. At last, it had looked like everything had been sorted out and moved in. The mare waved the two stallions off as they set back to where they came from. As soon as they had gone, the mare and small dragon entered their house.

"What you looking at Spike?" asked Twilight.

Spike jumped and turned around to see Twilight standing behind him.

"Oh, just some new family moving into Ponyville." Spike answered. "And guess what, the family has a dragon just like me!"

Twilight looked at Spiked surprised.

"Oh, that's cool! You wont be the only dragon anymore it seems. Well anyway. I'm going to get the supper on, OK?" Twilight said.

"Still in that good mood are we?" Spike laughed.

"Yep!" Twilight smiled and headed downstairs.

Spike continued to look at the newly owned house, relieving him that he wasn't the only dragon in Ponyville anymore.