“Twilight, I’m pretty sure you don’t need a third serving of lunch.” Spike complained as he walks beside his much larger friend. “I mean, have you looked yourself in the mirror lately?”

Twilight stops for a moment and looks at her reflection in the school’s trophy case. After a good look at her plumped body and a pat on her massive belly, she shrugs. “Oh, I’m sure it’ll be fine once we get back through the portal.”

“If you can even fit though the portal,” Spike grumbled to himself.

“What?” Twilight raised an eyebrow.

“Oh! Uh,” Spike stuttered nervously, “If you think this is such a big deal, then wouldn’t it be easier to do research from your castle?”

“Spike, I’ve already told you. It’s never going to be enough to simply research this world. This is a place that very few ponies have seen. It is important to gain a true experience of the culture that this world has to offer… Now, come on. It’s Taco Tuesday!”

Spike rolls his eyes, “Alright, but an experience isn’t the only thing you’re gaining.”