Scyphi is the one that put Spike in a coma.

"Wake up?" Twilight cocked her head. She pushed a McCelly's happy meal toward Spike the strange purple rock. "You sound like you're hungry. I left some nuggets and fries for you. Here--" She tipped the smiley box over with a hoof, spilling the fries out in front of him.

"Wake... up?" Spike's nonexistent eyes traced the words formed by the fries. He looked back up at Twilight.

"That's what I asked." Twilight pointed a hoof at the fries, which strangely now no longer formed any words. "Mind if I steal a few?"

A few limp fries floated out of the pile and into the mare's mouth as Spike, who wasn't quite so much of a rock anymore, stared onward.

His eyes met Twilight's. A sad smile spread across her face as she spoke.

"We've been trying to reach you about your car's extended warranty service."