Spike smiled and let out a small laugh. He then cracked open the text open, the pleasantly fresh 'new-book' smell hitting his nose, and began to read. But before he had a chance to even enjoy the first sentence‒ something about 'The sun rose high above the pyramids of the Sphinx Kingdom, and Daring Do'‒ the door to the library swung open and in strolled Pinkie Pie on her device, wheels caked in an obscene amount of mud and grass and even a flattened piece of bubblegum– all of this filth less than a day after getting the vehicle.