[Spike didn't have a chance to decline Rarity's offer before the feed cut off. The next morning, as Rarity enters the room, Spike looks like he hasn't slept much. The room is far tidier than it had been the night before though. He's sitting on the bed, brushing his Mareep's wool. Small sparks shoot off of it, occasionally zapping him, but his Mareep looks more than happy.]
Oh Rarity! [Yawn and then blinks as he registers what Rarity is holding.] You...made this for me? [He's totally bewildered.]
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Oh Rarity! [Yawn and then blinks as he registers what Rarity is holding.] You...made this for me? [He's totally bewildered.]
[Zap]
Ouch!