Cupcakes! So sweet and...tasty?
Cupcakes! So sweet and...tasty?
"Spike? Spiiiiike!"
The purple unicorn groaned, her dark purple mane bobbing up and down with the motion of her hooves as she walked up the stairs of her library.
"Come on, Spike!" yelled Twilight from the door of the bedroom. "We have a big day ahead of us, and we need to get an early start!"
The purple dragon moaned from underneath his bedcovers. "Five more minutes, Twilight..."
"No! My friends will be here any second, and we need to be ready!" said Twilight. But Spike didn't budge.
Twilight's patience finally snapped. Her horn began to glow, and in a brilliant flash of light, she teleported so that her face was directly over Spike's.
"SPIKE!"
"Yaaaaagh!" Spike leapt out of bed, his eyes wide. "Don't do that!"
"I'm sorry, Spike, but you must get up!" Twilight practically dragged the poor baby dragon downstairs. "It's spring cleaning day, and I refuse to let the library remain in such a dissary!"
Halfway down the stairs, the doorbell rang.
"That's them!" Twilight sprinted the rest of the way down the stairs. She opened the door and was greeted by an explosion of confetti and streamers.
"SURPRISE!" Pinkie Pie exploded into the room. She was followed by Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash.
"Sorry if we're late, sugarcube," said Applejack.
"Oh, not at all!" replied Twilight. "If anything, you're early!"
"The early bird gets the worm, darling," said Rarity with a flourish of her elegant mane. She then looked around the room and saw books and papers strewn around the floor. "Besides, you weren't kidding about how dirty this place was..."
"Right," said Twilight. "All the more reason to begin cleaning as soon as possible!"
"So what are we waiting for?" asked Rainbow Dash. "Let's get started!"
The next few hours went by in a blur of papers and sweat.
Rainbow Dash flew up to straighten out the top shelves of the bookcases. Applejack steadied the ladder Pinkie Pie was on to give him an easier time putting books away on the medium shelves. Fluttershy put away the books on the bottom shelves. Rarity absolutely glorified the floor with Twilight's broom. Spike helped Twilight file the huge amounts of paper lying about.
There were several things happening at once, and it was, as they say, controlled chaos.
"Hey Twilight, where does your copy of "Classic Equestrian-"
"Should these go under 'Spells,' or-"
"Ugh! Such a large amount of dust-"
"Yaaa! It exploded!"
"Perhaps it goes-"
