The Replacement Letters

by Ellington

57. Spike At Your Service

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Dear Celestia

I just failed at my 'special talent'. Even almost got my friends killed by timberwolves; timberwolves I should have defeated myself by blowing fire at them then sending them to you so they can be YOUR problem. The only way something like THAT could be possible is if my dirty feet gave me brain damage.

Spike

PS: Twilight loves books more than she loves ME. Jerk.

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