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[huffythedragon]

[So, Spike had a pretty eventful day yesterday. He turned back into a dragon, Twilight came back to the castle, and he piled all the birthday and Christmas gifts he got from other residents into a giant pile. Getting SO MUCH STUFF was pretty awesome, it sure beat the one book he got from Twilight

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[3_butterflies]

Spike? Spike, what is it, I'm coming over!

forever!

[huffythedragon]

Something weird's going on Fluttershy! I'm bigger and my voice has gone all weird!!! [What is puberty D:]

[3_butterflies]

[She begins running down the hall! ... Instead of logically flying.]

Maybe it's one of those loss things?

[huffythedragon]

[Fttt what use are wings]

Maybe. I feel weird. ...Not a good sort of weird.

Placeholder!

[elementoflol]

[Pinkie had been asleep... that was, until she was woken up by Spike in her room stealing her waffle iron.]

Don't forget the waffle mixture!

[Because that's clearly the most important thing to say, when your friend has grown double the size and thieving your stuff.]

\o/

[huffythedragon]

[Spike pulls said waffle iron closer to his chest, in case she's trying to take it away from him, but then...pauses. Oh hey, MORE THINGS TO TAKE]

I was getting to that. [Picking up the waffle mixture yuuuup]

[elementoflol]

Are you going to make waffles for breakfast? Can I come too?

[Apparently she hasn't noticed that she has to look up at him instead of down yet.]

[huffythedragon]

I...sure, if you like. [Just...quietly picking up more of her stuff and putting it under his much longer arms. Doo de doo, nothing to see here]

dictated;

[checklisting]

Spike?

....Oh, no. Spike, tell me you're not hoarding things again.

forever!

[huffythedragon]

What do you mean again?

I've never hoarded anything in my whole life.

...

And all of these things were gifts to me. So it totally doesn't count as hoarding.

for-EV-errrrr

[checklisting]

Uh, yes you did. On your birthday.

Just... just stay right there. I'll be right over. [ Staying in separate rooms was a bad plan. ]

[huffythedragon]

No I didn't, I had my birthday here and I didn't hoard anything.

[Whining is go] But I don't want to stay here.

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[redisdelicious]

[It's daytime, and for nocturnal trolls, that means it's bedtime!

Terezi's settling into her recuperacoon for some much-needed slumber when she hears a big crash in her room. What the hell could that be?!]

forever!

[huffythedragon]

[What it would be is a larger-than usual Spike, gathering as much of her stuff as he can carry into his arms.

Dragon needs stuff, don'tcha know?]

[redisdelicious]

What the hell?! [Terezi pokes her head out of her recuperacoon and sniffs groggily in Spike's general direction. Why...

What the fuck was this gigantic grape dragon doing in her respiteblock?! She's about to crack a tired grin when she realizes what he's up to.

And that's when she's scrambling out of her recuperacoon to confront this thief.] Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing with my stuff?!

[huffythedragon]

[Spike pauses for a moment, before offering her a smile, shifting the things in his arms a little]

Oh hey, Terezi. I'm just borrowing it for a while, 'kay?

[Open]

[modernholmes]

[Midday, and Conan is in his room busily writing down his notes on the Paris incident. (And possibly avoiding Ran.)]

forever!

[huffythedragon]

[Sup, Conan, you have a dragon barging into your room. A dragon that's suddenly bigger than you now]

Heya, bro, how's it hanging?

Re: forever!

[modernholmes]

[....]

Spike? [Conan jumps off the bed and stares.]

What happened?

[huffythedragon]

[Spike shrugs, wandering around, picking stuff up]

I dunno. Twilight said it was some sort of growth spurt or something.