A short story contemplating Twilight and Spike's relationship.

Twilight couldn't believe what she saw in the living room. "How did you do all this without me knowing?

"You might wake up early, but you're a heavy sleeper before you do," Spike answered.

"You did all this so I wouldn't have to?" Twilight asked.

"Well, would I be your number one assistant if I didn't? Besides, Owlowiscious lent a wing." Spike shrugged.

"You just wanted to be first one to open a gift, didn't you?" Twilight accused jokingly.

"No...maybe," Spike sighed, "yes."

Twilight laughed to herself.