The next day, after playing with Rarity, Spike was now walking towards Pinkie Pie’s cupcake shop, hoping to get another piece of fun with her. “Maybe she’ll actually appreciate what I do. She seems like the kind of pony who could do anything for fun, and maybe this will be fun for her.” He didn’t think about it that much, but he kept walking to the shop, passing by many people that were out for a nice walk or a simple day of fun, and he walked into the cupcake shop, and it was certainly piled up with plenty of patrons. Applejack and her whole family were there, Twilight and her family were there, Fluttershy had brought some of her animals there, Rainbow Dash had brought the Cutie Mark Crusaders on a little “field trip” which was really just her being lazy on a day she was supposed to work, and even Rarity was there, who was giving Spike a sly little wave, smirking. He blushed and walked into the back. “Hey Pinkie? You here? What’s going on out there?” He saw Pinkie was running all over the place, trying to make a whole bunch of cupcakes, but she looked tired. “Pinkie, are you ok?” Spike asked. Pinkie, not knowing he was there, jumped up in fright, yelping a little, and landed on a giant cake she was making too. Spike pulled her off and looked at her. “What’s happening?” “Oh Spikey, It’s Family Day today, and I don’t have enough energy to make cupcakes for everyone in Ponyville. I’m run dry, my family isn’t close enough to come help, and I’m so tired…..” Spike thought for a second. “I’ll help you!” he said. “Really?! Oh thank you thank you thank you!” Pinkie yelled, hugging the little dragon tightly, her bright pink color coming back. “Let’s get started!”

After a full day of making, serving, and wrapping up cupcakes, Spike, not even tired, finished up the sweeping in the shop. he finished up, setting the broom in the closet, and walked into the back room, where Pinkie was laying on the futon in the break room, her feet up on the arm of it, and she was relaxing, humming happily in her sleep. “Is she asleep? Oh yeah, she is. That’s her sleeping hum. Why does she need a hum for everything? Eh.” he thought as he walked over to her feet. He slowly slipped her shoes off trying not to wake her, revealing her pink socked feet, of coarse her favourite color. He licked his lips, then stuck his nose in her socked soles, making sure to smell everywhere on her feet. he was in heaven right now. She was clearly not one for being unclean, so her feet weren’t smelly. Well, they slightly were, but they were very good smelling, smelling like sugar, fruits, and icing. “What a benefit from working at a cupcake shop~” he thought as he kept sniffing all over her socked feet. he was absolutely loving it all, but then he got to the coup de grase. he pulled her socks off, revealing her absolutely adorable bright pink feet. They looked exactly like her cupcakes, with pink feet and a different color of nail polish on every toe. Her toenails were painted every color of the rainbow. He was about to dig in, when Pinkie shook her arms and legs in the air, dancing in her sleep, making her toes dance as well which was just simply adorable. Spike noticed that there was a small jar of her handmade icing on top of a counter. He thought for a second, then a lightbulb flashed above his head. “There’s a first time for everything.” he said, as he grabbed the icing jar. As Pinkie settled down, Spike grabbed her ankles, took out a small butter knife, and put a thin coating of icing on her soles, and only her soles. he then started licking the icing off, making the sweet girl giggle in her sleep. He loved her adorable giggles as well as the taste of her feet, even getting the small spots of icing that got between her toes. he continued for a while until he stopped, panting a little as he wiped his mouth, put the icing jar back on the counter, and walked out of the cupcake shop. He thought he was in the clear, but inside, Pinkie, with her eyes closed, picked up a phone and talked to someone. “Twilight…..I have a secret about your little dragon.” She said in a sing-songy voice.