The Replacement Letters

Dear Celestia

I tried my luck at foalsitting a couple of brats, even though I myself probably needs a chaperone more than the Cake twins do. Those twerps were crazy, they hated everything they normally do like, and even though everything is fine now, I think Pound and Pumpkin Cake are mutants. They're babies that can fly and walk through walls. Since when was THAT possible.

Basically I learned that responsibility is SOOO overrated. I think I'll continue with being my usual childish self.

Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna put a whoopee cushion on Cheerilee's seat at the local schoolhouse.

Pinkie Pie

PS: I left those two infants alone in a bathtub full of water briefly.