Spike was cleaning at Twilight’s house midday when he just remembered about what Rarity said the day before. “I want to go on a date with you, Spike,” She had said. He stopped cleaning to remember her, when Twilight interrupted his reminiscing. “Spike, Rarity called you over earlier than the time she actually wanted you to come,” She told him. “She said it was urgent and that you should get over there now.” Spike looked puzzled, “But she was just roaming around Ponyville for a new accessory, how could she be back this fast?”

“I don’t know, Spike, but go to her house anyway and see what’s up.” He nodded and headed off.

Passing many buildings, he didn’t see her anywhere, but then gave up the search, remembering what Twilight had said… That she was at her house. He headed over there to find the door halfway open and being completely dark in there. “R-rarity?” He stuttered.

“Come in,” Rarity answered in a monotone, low voice from somewhere in there, and hiccupped. Spike walked in slowly, fearing what was wrong in here.

When he got all the way in, the door slammed shut behind him and the whole room got darker. “Wh-wh-what’s happening?” Spike was scared now. There was a cackling laugh from everywhere around him, “I need a new accessory, Spike!” A voice unlike Rarity’s sounded in front of him, like seriously right in front of him. The voice laughed again. “You are so clueless. First it was back before Dragon Assistant Appreciation Day, and now a month after that.”

Rarity! He said to himself. Only Twilight and Rarity know what happened then, and Twilight’s at home! “Yes, I am Rarity!” The voice was so unlike hers that it scared him. She hiccupped again. "How did she know-" His thoughts were cut off when he was kicked in the head, knocking him out.