Rarity was sitting on her toilet eating a lot of Neapolitan Ice Cream. “Ooh this Neapolitan really hits the spot!” she said in a happy tone. As she tried to scoop up another bite, she realized that she already finished off the cup. “No problem, I’ll go into the kitchen and get another one.” She tried to get off the toilet, but she was so fat that she can’t even move. “Spike!” she called, “Can you please get me some more ice cream? I’m immobile and I can’t do it myself.”
 
“Right… here… Rarity,” Spike puffed as he entered the bathroom with a lot of ice cream cups. Rarity then chose the one at the very bottom which caused the remaining ice cream cups to fall on poor Spike. “Thank you, Spikey Poo,” she replied as she opened the cup. “N-No problem,” he said as he saw Rarity hogging out on her new cup of ice cream. “Can you at least share them with our frie–”
 
“No! There all mine, MINE!!!” Rarity shouted as she continued to pig out on her ice cream.