The Replacement Letters

Dear Celestia

Last night I was turned to stone by a cockatrice, because I apparently don't know how to avert my eyes. The only reason that I'm capable of sending this letter is because my friend Fluttershy managed to freak out the dragon/chicken with her 'stare'.

Before that, Fluttershy offered to babysit the three babies Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom. They are a huge hooffull. I'm surprised that she managed to do half a good job that she did. Maybe she could babysit Luna sometime.

Twilight Sparkle