For Spike, the life of an assistant is not an easy one. If you're not sorting books, you're doing the shopping. When you're not shopping, you're helping battle the forces of disharmony. When you're not doing that, you're busy crashing airships full of Twilight's 'vacation supplies' into deserted islands.

Today, Spike is enjoying the last one. Now it's up to him to survive and find a way home, which would be simple for a fire breathing dragon…
…if three of the closest mares he knew hadn't stowed away looking for a free vacation.

But surely, four young adults can all stay focused on getting home, and not, say, how the sea water glistens off each other's bodies under the tropical sun.

Right?