[If Spike's Trapinch had eyebrows, Spike was sure it would have raised one at Cadence. Spike peeked out from behind her, worried that his Trapinch would charge them.]

[Instead it decided to roll in the dirt, completely dismissively.]

[Spike wasn't sure whether to be happy or annoyed.]

I don't know what its problem is. I fed it and everything! Maybe it just doesn't like me.

I don't even know what I'm supposed to do with it.