Princess Twilight Sparkle tapped on the doorjamb. “Spike?”
“Yeah?” The dragon looked up from one of his cherished comic books.
“Starlight and I will be going into town in a little while. Could you take care of a few things for me while I’m out?”
“Sure, Twilight! After all, I’m your number-one assistant, right?”
Twilight giggled. “Right. Anyway, I’ve made a list.” A sheet, not overly long for once, floated to him, surrounded with her characteristic magenta glow of levitation.
He reached up and pulled it out of the air, then put it down beside him without a glance. “I’ll take care of everything after I fi