Really? REALLY? Twilight gets a baby dragon that can write letters, bake cookies, organize meetings in advance-  
You have servants. Like… fifty of them. Get them to do that. Yeah… but none of them are dragons.  
I’M part dragon; pitch some work my way it might be done by the end of day; perhaps still in this plane of existence if you’re lucky.  
Yeah, but they’re not baby dragons CADENCE, tell Twilight to give me Spike. I want a baby ding dong doing my file returns.  
But you gave him to her… and I’m not your servant. That’s a load of hay, Cadence. You don’t pay rent.  
None of you pay rent. Well, Princess, life is full of disappointments. No, I fill it with disappointments. Gimme Spike.  
I’ll consider it when you start doing cool things. Hey… I once laughed at one of your jokes… and sat down with you at a table  
That was fun, right? Don’t you remember all those lovely times I gave you stern talks about… doing things… Screw y’all.  
You don’t pay rent. Aw nuts I forgot to pay my rent this month- Get out- Okay.  
Oh look, there goes half our views. Twilight come back I love you. I’m sorry I’m better than you please help.
 
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