Spike: I'm back! *looks around* Where is everypony?
Rarity: Ouch! Turquoise! Please be gentle
Spike: Rarity? You okay? Where are you?
Rarity: Spike? I'm in T's room.
Spike: *heads upstairs to the room* Hey sweetheart. What's going? Ah. Feeding time.
Rarity: It's been feeding time for the past two. And a half. HOURS. This isn't normal!
Spike: Well, he's not exactly a normal foal.
Rarity: I know that Spike. But even so! Claire wasn't anything like this. Why, she'd switched over to bottles by the time she was this age!
Spike: Can't we just switch him over too?
Rarity: Spike, you know very well that he won't drink from bottles. And when he does, he's always still hungry right after. Then he comes straight for me.
Spike: You two are bonding
Rarity: I can't do this for much longer! His dragon teeth hurt. I'm not built for this torture! Can't he eat gems now? Isn't that what baby dragons eat?
Spike: Well, yeah, but I don't think his teeth are strong enough.
Rarity: My mammaries beg to differ
Spike: *coughs* Eheh well…. I could try something
Rarity: Really??? Please do!
Spike: I don't think you'll like it…..
Rarity: I don't care! Anything is better than having to nurse at this point.
Spike: Alright…. C'mere kiddo *lightly pulls T to him*
T: *whimpers and tries crawling back to Rarity*
Spike: It's okay. We're gonna try something a little different today.
T: *sits in front of Spike*
Spike: *coughs*
Rarity: …. Are you alright Spike?
Spike: *starts gagging*
Rarity: Spike, what are you doing?
Spike: *continues to gag*
T: *opens his mouth*
Rarity: ……. Oh my Celestia
Spike: *spits up in T's mouth*
Rarity: *intense guttural screeching* SPIKE!!!
Spike: I told you you wouldn't like it!
Rarity: That was absolutely horrid!
Spike: At least he's happy!
Rarity: I'm going to be sick *runs to bathroom*
Spike: ……… Alright then.
T: ……………….. *looks up to Spike* Muh