As if poor Spike hadn’t been sufficiently maimed today, he just had to trip on a thick atlas left haphazardly on the floor. Needless to say, his tower of books never made it to their proper shelves. Twilight stared at him (and at the resultant mess) with big white eyes, unsure if she should be amused by his slapstick comedy, or reluctant to agree with his words of advice.