It was a peaceful night, the residents of Ponyville were all sleeping in their quaint little abodes. In the not-so-humble-crystal-castle, Spike the dragon was asleep in his warm little dragon bed. However, he soon awoke to a strange sound coming from down the hall, muffled by a door or two.. In Spike’s sleepy state, he half-heartedly dragged himself out of his cocoon of blankets and looked around the room. His emerald eyes first lay upon Twilight’s bed. She wasn’t there. He had thoughts about going back to sleep; his bed seemed so inviting. Those thoughts were abruptly interrupted by another unidentifiable noise coming from outside the bedroom. Spike didn’t know what the sound was, so he did what anypony else would do: he went to investigate.

Intrigued, Spike walked over to the bedroom door and blindly felt for the door handle, as it was dark. Eventually his cold claws found the handle, and he opened the door. He took a step outside the bedroom. The long crystal corridor awaited Spike. It was dark - the moonlight being the only light source. He noticed some light flooding out from the kitchen. In that same direction, quiet moans could be heard. Spike stood dead-still and focused his hearing on the kitchen door. Was it Twilight?

Spike was very intrigued now. He quietly walked down the long corridor and finally reached the kitchen door. Then he put one of his scaly ear against the opaque crystal door and listened. He could hear heavy breathing, accompanied by some moans. The moans got a bit louder, and then slop noises could be heard. Eventually gasping could be heard.
“Mmm, yeah…” a voice protruded from the kitchen.

That was definitely Twilight’s voice, Spike thought. He brought his arm up to the door handle, grasped the handle, and pulled.

The door shot open. Twilight yelled in surprise as Spike burst through the door. The first thing Spike saw was a white substance on Twilight’s hooves and around her mouth. An item Twilight was levitating dropped to the floor, and white creamy stuff poured out of it.
“Oh, Spike! What’re you doing up this late?” Twilight asked as she levitated a napkin over and wiped her mouth and hooves.
“Uh, shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Spike replies.
“Well, a few days ago I ordered Canterlot’s most delicious ice cream ever because Princess Celestia recommended it to me. And when we had both gone to bed today, I heard the doorbell ring. So I got up and answered the door. It was the delivery pony with the ice cream I had ordered! I immediately took the tub of ice cream and couldn’t wait to dig in. I trotted to the kitchen and grabbed a spoon and began eating immediately. It tastes so good! You want some?”
“Um, sure!” Spike asked.

The pony and the dragon then spent the rest of Luna’s night eating glorious ice cream!

Author's Note