Hours later, after getting dinner with the Twilight and the others, Spike’s excitement was still going strong as he lie in bed to daydream of the Grand Galloping Gala. He idly poked at his ticket with a stubby claw.
The leftover magic of Twilight Sparkle’s levitation spell that had long since faded still charged the ticket. To Spike’s surprise, it emitted a mote of light at the prodding. He grinned widely, and giggled quietly to himself and fell fast into a contented sleep.
That said, holy friggin cow this is adorable. Somebody give me a sauce so I can super fave this.