This meteor shower tonight's gonna be amazing!
Awesome!
You know, this shower only happens once every 100 years.
A centennial celebration!
We'd better get a move on.
Don't wanna be late!
There.
Spike, did you grab my quill and ink?
Check!
-Scrolls? -Check!
I've also packed a telescope, apples, bananas, fruit punch, and my freshly baked homemade triple decker nut-crazy vanilla cream cookies.
I can see that.
Once again, you've read my mind, Spike. And that is why you are my number one assistant.
I'm sorry. I didn't hear you.
That is why you are my number one assistant!
Missed that.
I said... Come on, let's get going.
Wait, I almost forgot!
I want to bring The Astronomical Almanac to All Things Astronomy.
The Astro-nomina homina what?"
You know, that really big old blue book on stars, moons, planets, the universe?
Right. Check!
Ahhh... ahhh... AHHH--
Ahhh.
AHCHOO!
Hey, what's taking my number one assistant so long?
(theme song begins) My Little Pony, My Little Pony, ah, ah, ah, ah,
(My Little Pony) Twilight: I used to wonder what friendship could be
(My Little Pony) Until you all shared its magic with me
Rainbow Dash: Big adventure Pinkie Pie: Tons of fun
Rarity: A beautiful heart Applejack: Faithful and strong
Fluttershy: Sharing kindness Twilight: It's an easy feat
All: And magic makes it all complete, yeah
(My Little Pony) Do you know, you're all my very best friends
Twilight: I was sure I put the astronomer's guide back.
The book would have helped me identify different planets and stars tonight.
Spike: Well...maybe someone borrowed it!
Besides, you don't need that book.
You can already name all the planets and stars, 'cause you're super smart and astronomically awesome!
Twilight: Thanks, Spike. (chuckles) You're such a flatterer.
Spike: Check!
Rainbow Dash: (chews apple, gulps) Wow, Twilight! You're lucky to have such a rad assistant!
I wish I had someone to do whatever I told them.
Scootaloo: (excited) Ooh! Ooh! Me me me! I'll do whatever you want, Rainbow Dash!
Rainbow Dash: (smugly) Oh yeah, pipsqueak? How about taking out the trash?
Scootaloo: Yes, ma'am!
Rarity: Do we have Spike to thank AGAIN for this amazing spread? Isn't he simply AMAZING?
Spike: (embarrassed) Aw, come on...
(goading) I said, "Come on."
Pinkie Pie: Widdle Spikey-wikey!
Who knew that big, ferocious dragon started off so (squealing) cutesy-wutesy?
Rarity: Spike, you are such a little star that I HAD to make a little bow tie for you.
Spike: Gosh, you guys are embarrassing me. Stop it!
Twilight, your turn.
Twilight: Spike, that's enough.
Spike: (sheepishly) Right. That's enough.
Sweetie Belle: Hey, everypony! The show is starting!
(ponies clamoring)
(ponies talking over each other excitedly)
Twilight and Spike: Whoa...
Spike: (yawns deeply) ...Huh?
(ponies chattering, Pinkie Pie swallows)
Pinkie Pie: Mm, wow! These cookies are dee-lish!
Twilight: Spike made them.
Speaking of, Spike! Can you bring us some punch?
Spike...? (Spike snoring softly)
Rarity: Oh, poor widdle thing.
Twilight: Aww, he's worked himself to the bone!
Pinkie Pie: And now the punch has been..."SPIKED!"
(ponies laughing)
(Spike snoring) Twilight: (softly) Good night, Spike.
(giggles) Sweet dreams, Number One Assistant.
(sighs) "The Study of Comets:
Comets are small, irregularly-shaped bodies that are made of nonvolatile grains and frozen gases.
They-" (creaking)
(Twilight "hm's" quizzically)
(window lock clatters)
"...have body structures that are fragile and diverse-" (creaking)
(wind picking up, paper flapping) ...Shoot!
(apprehensively) Oh...This is a job for Spike!
If only he were awake...
(owl hoots)
Twilight: Wait! Don't go!
Don't be afraid!
Thank you for returning my scroll.
Owl: Hoo, hoo! (wind howls, owl shivering) Hoo...
Twilight: Gosh, it's cold tonight.
Say, would you like to relax in here and keep me company while I work?
(owl hoots)
Now, where was I...? Oh yes.
"...fragile and diverse with a surrounding cloud of material called a 'coma' that grows in size and brightness as the comet approaches the sun..." (fades into Spike's snoring)
(Spike startles awake)
Spike: (yelps) I overslept!
(frantically) I know it's already ten, but I'm scaly-tailed ["bushy-tailed"] and bright-eyed and ready to work twice as fast!
Oh, please don't be upset, Twilight. What do you want for breakfast? Oatmeal?
How about a sunflower smoothie? Grass pancakes?
Twilight: Spike, don't worry.
Spike: But my morning chores...
Twilight: It's okay. Owlowiscious did them for you.
Spike: (dourly) Who...? Twilight: He's our new Junior Assistant.
He's gonna help out with your chores so you won't be so tired all the time.
Spike: (anxiously tripping over words) Wh-wh-what do we need a junior assistant for?!
Spike: I'm not tired. I do fine on my own. I don't need sleep. I- Twilight: Spike. Don't worry.
He's just here to help out a little.
Now, I have to go out, so why don't you introduce yourself to Owlowiscious?
He's in the library.
Spike: (muttering to self) Worried? Do I look worried? I'm not worried. Who's worried?
Hello...? Hellooooo?
(startled) WHOA! Dude, that's creepy.
Uh, hi there! I'm Spike. I'm sure Twilight has told you all about me.
Owlowiscious: Hoo.
Spike: Uh, Spike? You know, Assistant Number One?
Owlowiscious: (quizzically) Hoo?
Spike: (losing patience) I'm Spike! And who are you? ...What are you?
Owlowiscious: Hoo.
Spike: "Who?" Owlowiscious: Hoo!
Spike: I thought your name was Owlowiscious!
Owlowiscious: Hoo? Spike: Okay, "Who," "Owlowiscious," whatever.
I'm Spike, okay?!
Look. All you need to know is that I'm number one, and you're number two. Got it?
Owlowiscious: Hoo?
Spike: So, a man of mystery, huh?
I'm keepin' my eye on you!
I've got eyes in the back of my head, too, y'know-! (thwacks into door)
(Spike groans)
Well, not really, but...you know what I mean!
(slams door)
(to self) That bird is out for my job.
He wants to be number one.
I'll prove to Twilight that I deserve to be number one.
Not "Freaky Feathers" over there.
I won't let him have my job if it's the last thing I do!
Pinkie Pie: Oh! What a fantastical, fluffilicious, feathery little friend!
I'm...(imitates owl) "HOO-KED!" (ponies laughing)
Fluttershy: He's just wonderful.
Spike: (mockingly) "He's just wonderful!"
(straightens up) Uh, yes. Wonderful.
He's quite... (sarcastically, under breath) the charmer.
Rarity: And Owlowiscious is such a STAR!
I just had to make this little bow for you.
(Spike grumbles and snorts peevishly)
(window slams shut)
Applejack: What's HE all saddle sore about?
Rainbow Dash: He's probably just jealous of Owlowiscious.
Fluttershy: Maybe Spike feels threatened or worried that Owlowiscious will replace him.
Twilight: Replace him?! Ha! That's crazy.
Spike knows he can't be replaced.
Spike: (anxiously) They're trying to replace me!
I'd better step it up and make sure that Twilight AND Owlowiscious know that I'm still number one.
Twilight: Hey, Spike! Can you fetch me that book called "Two-headed Myth-" Spike: "Mythological Mysteries!"
I know where it is.
Twilight: Thanks, Owlowiscious!
Hey, Spike, no worries.
Owlowiscious flew up and got the book for me.
Oh, and gee. I guess I need "Ferrets of Fairyland," too.
Spike: Hey! Whoa...whoooa! Twilight: Climb down from there before you fall. (Spike yelps and falls)
(Spike grumbles)
Twilight: (quill tip snaps off) Shoot!
Spike: (at attention) Yes, sir!
Twilight: My last writing quill. It's broken.
Spike: Never fear! Spike, your number one assistant, is here!
Quill...Quill... (horseshoe clatters on floor) Where is it?!
Not here...Quill... (mumbles to self, objects clatter behind Spike)
Where is it?!
Owlowiscious: Hoo!
Spike: Where am I gonna get a quill?!
(Spike opens door) Twilight: SPIKE! WAIT!
WAIT!
Spike: But the store is called "Quills and Sofas!" You only SELL two things!
Store clerk: Sorry, Junior. All out of quills until Monday. (hopefully) ...Need a sofa?
(Spike groans)
Pinkie Pie: I swore I had one here somewhere.
Ah! Here it is! A quince!
Spike: ...Not a "quince," a "QUILL!"
Pinkie Pie: Right. A quail?
A quilt!
A quesadilla?
(Spike groans) AHA! A quiche!
Spike: Not a "quiche!" A "QUILL!"
Pinkie Pie: Nope, sorry. All out of quills.
Spike: (sighs dejectedly) Shoot...
(chicken clucking) Spike: Come on, chicken! Here, chicky chicky chicky!
Here, chicky chicky chicky! Come HERE! (crashes into wall and grunts)
(chicken clucking) ...COME HERE!
(sounds of a scuffle, Spike yelling incoherently)
(door opens) Spike: (raggedly) Spike...to the rescue...
Twilight: Oh, Spike! I was calling out for you while you were turning this place upside-down!
Owlowiscious gave me one of his feathers to use as a quill!
(feather bursts into flame)
Spike: (strained) That's just great.
Perfect! Sweet!
I think I'll just, uh...finish up all the rest of my chores!
Or did OWLOWISCIOUS already do them?!
Twilight: Oh, no, no. There are quite a lot of them.
Spike: (dourly) Well, that's fine. Because I can just stay up all night and finish-
(Spike snores)
Twilight: Poor Spike. He'll come around.
He's genuinely a good little guy.
(book slams onto ground, Spike startles awake)
Twilight: (irritated) Spike, what is this?
You said this book was missing.
But Owlowiscious found it right where it belongs, but like THIS.
How did it get this way?
Spike: (nervously) Um...well, you see, I...
I just didn't want to disappoint you, and, uh...
(timid, rapid speech) Have you ever seen a dragon sneeze?
Twilight: I've seen a dragon LIE.
I'm very disappointed in you, Spike.
Spike: YOU set me up!
Well, TWO can play THAT game!
Owlowiscious: Hoo! Spike: Not "Hoo," "TWO!"
(Spike groans)
Owlowiscious is out to take my place, I just KNOW it!
I've gotta stop him...but how?
(mouse squeaking)
(realizing) Ahh...
(villain-style piano tune, Spike laughs nefariously)
Rarity: Come along, Opal! Let's hurry up and get to Fluttershy's tea party.
Spike: So lifelike.
And when Twilight discovers it shredded up on her floor,
she'll think mouse-eating Owlowiscious is to blame!
And I'll be number one...again! (laughs nefariously)
(Spike laughs nefariously)
(pillow rips open)
(laughs nefariously, stops abruptly)
Spike: (melodramatically) That POOR little field mouse! Torn to PIECES!
(accusatory) It must have been Owlowiscious!
(flatly) You know, since owls eat, you know, mice.
(melodramatically) What a TERRIBLE, TERRIBLE bird!
He MUST be punished!
(innocently) Right?
Twilight: (irritated) Spike, I don't know what upsets me more.
That you deliberately tried to set up Owlowiscious,
or that you actually thought this pathetic attempt would WORK!
You've let your jealousy get the best of you, Spike.
I am TRULY disappointed. This is NOT the Spike I know and love.
(door slams shut)
Spike: (voice breaking) She...she doesn't love me anymore...
Spike: (sullen) Twilight hates me.
I'm cold, hungry, tired, and lonely.
Could it get any worse? (loud peal of thunder, Spike yelps)
(dryly) I guess that's a yes.
(echoing) Hello...?
Hello...? (thunder)
What...is that?
Spike: (perks up) Wow! If this is what running away is all about, I never wanna go home!
(ecstatically) Gems! Mm, WOOHOO!
(chews noisily)
(hiccups)
Spike: (pensively) Eh, even if my tummy's full, the rest of me is still empty.
I miss Twilight and the pony gang.
But she doesn't love me anymore.
So, I'm better off here. All by myself.
(sucks on gem) Wow...seems to be getting warmer.
This steam is great for my complexion, but it's sure getting hot in here.
(guttural growl)
Green dragon: What are you doing in my cave?
And why are you eating MY gems?
Spike: (nervously) Uh, heya, bro!
I-I didn't know this was your cave.
And I didn't know these were your gems, but...we're cool, right?
(green dragon growls) Whoa, whoa! Hey! We're like brothers, you know?
I mean, you're a dragon, I'm a dragon...
It's us against the world, right? (dragon snarls loudly, Spike yelps)
(trembling) You don't scare me!
So you're big. (dragon growling) R-really big...
(claws snap out) And your claws are super sharp...
Tail...extra spiky...
But, uh...You don't scare me!
HA! (blows pathetic stream of fire)
How'd ya like THAT?
(dragon breathes fire loudly)
Uh...I'd love to stay, but...gotta go!
See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya!
(dragon breathes fire)
(rock shatters)
(Spike yelps)
(dragon snarling, Spike trembling; Owlowiscious hoots war cry)
(air whistling around tail)
(dragon snarls, screams in pain)
Twilight: (distant echo) Spike! Over here!
Spike: Am I glad to see you!
Twilight: Hurry! Hop on!
(flame gushes forth from cave)
(dragon panting)
Twilight: It's too dark! I can't see!
(Owlowiscious hoots)
(dragon roars in frustration)
(Spike sighs with relief)
Twilight: (catching breath) Spike! We were so worried about you!
I was so worried about you!
Why did you run away?!
Spike: I thought you didn't need me anymore.
And that you didn't love me anymore.
Twilight: Spike, sure I was disappointed, but you are my number one assistant!
And friend. And you always will be.
It's just that sometimes I need some help at night.
I can't ask you to stay up late.
You're a baby dragon and you need your rest.
Owls are nocturnal, so I asked Owlowiscious to help.
But not to take your place. No one could EVER replace you, Spike.
Not even when you are being a jealous numskull.
Spike: I'm sorry, Twilight. I never should have been so jealous.
Twilight: And I'm sorry too, Spike. I should've been more sensitive.
Spike: And, Owlowiscious? I know now that you weren't out to take my job.
Forgive me?
Owlowiscious: (quizzically) Hoo?
Spike: Me. Forgive me, Spike.
Owlowiscious: Hoo.
Twilight: (giggles) He forgives you, Spike.
Spike: ...Hey! How did you guys know where I was?
Twilight: It was your ketchup-covered feet.
Owlowiscious discovered your footprints, and we followed them all the way to the cave.
Spike: (chuckling) Oh yeah, the ketchup. It looked pretty real, though, didn't it?
(sheepishly) Uh... (laughs)
Twilight: I know Princess Celestia will want to read about what happened today.
Spike: I'm ready when you are!
Twilight: Hey, Spike. Why don't YOU write to Princess Celestia?
And tell her what YOU'VE learned?
Spike: Really? Why, that's a big responsibility!
Twilight: I know, but nothing my number one assistant can't handle.
Spike: "Dear Princess Celestia,
This is Spike, writing to you about my adventures.
This week, I learned that being jealous and telling lies gets you nowhere in friendship.
I also learned that there's plenty of love for every friend to share.
So, from here on out, I promise that I, Spike, will-" (thud)
(Spike snoring)
Twilight: Oh, Spike.
Owlowiscious: Hoo?
Twilight: "Who?" Spike!
You know- (realizes) Ooooooh. (giggles)
(ending theme begins) My Little Pony
My Little Pony
(instrumental)
My Little Pony, friends