is corrupted by the spell, and Spike worries that telling her to stop will cost him her friendship. Spike soon tells Rarity the truth about her actions, breaking the spell, and Rarity tells Spike he should never be afraid of telling her the truth, and the two share a friendly hug. ...
The two navigated the halls and corridors, and Spike only had to correct Sweetie's path once, which she barked back that she 'knew it was a right turn.' Lucky for the dragon, he learned long ago not to get in the way of an angry mare. But that's a different story. >Sweetie ...
Rarity turned, took a step, and took a seat on the floor. Spike was, fortunately, not crushed. He was hardly even smooshed - the same magic that shrank him also enveloped him and kept him from harm. Which isn't to say he wasn't sat on - he was definitely becoming intimately fami...