Spike was probably very different from a majority of his kind in that he liked to laugh.
He did so all the time. Jokes, the funny puppet shows that sometimes occur in Ponyville Square, people messing up and tripping over things, Pinkie Pie’s horrible jokes… all of this, for some reason, was funny to him. He’d never thought to figure out exactly why this was so, and he was just fine with that.
But the one thing that he could ascertain to was Twilight’s constant showing off of her “scientific discoveries”. For the most part, they were pretty darn stupid. The dragon would admit that quite a few had potential, like the lie detector she’d set up to dissect Pinkie Sense or her dissertation on Starswirl the Bearded’s various spells, but… ugh. The mare was talented, but sometimes she really, really, really needed to sleep!
Like right now, for instance.
Spike was in the process of getting ready for bed, gathering his Owlowiscious pl