WOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!! I'M FUCKING MESSED UP BITCHES!!!!
Twilight was at it again, after doing a showcase of her magic to the pony nations with spectacular feats of magical prowess yet, afterwards Twilight had gained a migraine from the ordeal. She was with Spike at the foyer relaxing after a job well done. She lay on the bench near the entrance to the foyer of the complex resting casually as Spike scratched her mane to comfort her but, it was no use, Twilight's migraine steadily became worse to the point where it became unbearable. Twilight grunted loudly as she rudely left the bench leaving Spike on the floor on his face.
"Twilight! What the hell!?" said Spike as he climbed back on to his feet. Spike gave Twilight a fierce gaze which caused her to stop moving around and look at the distraught purple dragon.
"Sorry Spike it's just this migraine is so annoying. I just don't know what to do about it." said Twilight in a bothered tone.
"It's okay Twi why not just rest here again? I can go ahead and scratch your mane to comfort you."
"That did not work the first time and will not work again Spike! Auughh!! This migraine is driving me CRAZY!"
"Heh... we don't want that happening again do we..?" said Spike to himself.
"What was that Spike?"
"Nothing! Heh nothing just mumbling to myself..."
"Maybe I can be of assistance." said a voice that wasn't Spike's or Twilight's.
Twilight gasped at the voice that was ushered upon them and looked around
