Spike: “Mmm, Twilight! I don’t wanna be a baby!”
 
Twilight: “Sorry Spikey, but Celestia needs that friendship report and taking care of my friend is just how I’m gonna do it!”
 
Spike: “Fine! Just change me, isn’t that helping me enough?”
 
Twilight: “No, you need to be more embarrassed. Hmm… let’s get Rarity over here to change you!”
 
Spike: “Twilight, Please!”
 
Twilight: “Too late!” Spawns a pacifier gag in Spike’s mouth “I’ll be on my way to Rarity’s! You just sit here and maybe potty if you can!”
 
Spike: “Mmph!” he grunts, waddling to no avail before sitting on his padded behind.