"Twilight! Incoming letter from-burp- Princess Celestia!" said Spike the baby-not-so-baby dragon, rushing to the bedroom to hand Twilight the letter he had materialized with green flames from his mouth. It was about 4:30 in the morning, and Spike had been up since midnight, having pains in his chest. This happened when letters were being magically teleported all at once across the fabric or the multidimensional universe, like a signal interruption, but our Spikey doesn't know that.
He stopped at the door to examine the letter, "It's got a red seal instead of a gold one! That means it's-"
Twilight stormed out of the bedroom and tackled Spike, snatching the letter from his claws with her mouth, "That means it's urgent!!" Twilight exclaimed, with a mouthful of paper. Her purple mane was sticking up from one side, the other side stuck to her face with sweat and drool (ew). Her lavender fur was matted, and by the manic look in her eyes, you might think she woke up to the smell of a burning house (or library, 'Oh the BOOKS!!'). Twilight looked at Spike, the manic gleam lingering in her eyes. She saw that she had startled him, or pretty much gave him a little baby dragon heart attack. "Ahem... sorry, Spike," She helped the purple dragon up and gave him a pat on the head. "Why don't you go get some shuteye, you look quite exhausted," Spike didn't hesitate to Twilight's suggestion. He used what little energy he had left, and walked to his bed basket, falling into the pillow face first with small pomf.
"Now," Twilight said to herself, still through a mouthful of royal Canterlot parchment. She trotted to the kitchen of her library to make herself a cup of tea. "Let's see what the Princess has to say..." Twilight used her magic, enveloping the letter in a pink aura, and tore the seal, reading the letter...
Dear Princess Twilight,
WAAZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!?
You may be familiar with the "Council of the Fandoms", more formally known as, "The Council of the Fourth Peace". It has not met in over one thousand years, little after Nightmare Moon was banished. I have been trying to assemble them once more in the passed hundred years, but every letter and visit I've made has been disregarded by every member. It pleases me to inform you that one of them has finally responded, this leading to all of them responding. I need you to be in Canterlot in 3 days time. Bring the gown you wore to the Gala, your coronation dress, and please please
bring your crown. I expect to see you soon.
Your friend and mentor,
Princess Celestia
AND LUNA! LOL
P.S. Excuse the informality, there has been a lot of pressure around the palace. Do NOT tell your friends of this meeting. I may need all the help I can get, but you will be plenty of help. I would ask Luna, but she will NOT put down that controler...
"Oh my..." Twilight uttered, as she used her magic to place the letter in her saddlebag hanging near her on a hook. She had to pack immediately, she had to leave immediatley! But she can't tell her friends? Not even Spike? Oh well... Twilight thought, Princess's orders! Twilight headed into her room, and carefully started packing a suitcase. She may as well get ready now. 3 days isn't a lot of time to research The Council of the Fourth Peace. She'd better start right away...
Well, right away after a quick nap... Twilight realized how tired she was. She shoved her suitcase under her bed, and plopped on her back. Shutting her eyes, and awaiting the full rising of the sun...
*potty break*
The sun gleamed brightly in her eyes. It took a lot out of her, she did, after all, have to raise the sun EVERY morning. Princess Celestia sat atop the palace roof. She closed her eyes and inhaled the fresh spring air. It was marvelous. She enjoyed the blissful silence for what seemed like 3 seconds, when she heard shooting coming from within the window below her. She and her sister's shared room. Luna had insisted on sharing rooms (Despite the nearly countless rooms in the palace), considering Celestia's was the only one that reached the WiFi.
"Just make your own WiFi! You're one of the most powerful alicorns in the universe!!" Celestia had said. But noo. Luna always went the way that annoyed Celestia the most.
Not that our regal leader minds sharing a room with her younger sister... it's just that Luna could get a little- "OH MY BUCKING MOON!! STOP CAMPING AND GET YOUR PLOT INTO THE DOME!" Celestia's thoughts were once again interrupted by Luna's belligerent raging. Celestia floated gracefully down from the roof, and into the window.
"Will you ever stop playing that horrible game?" Celestia pouted, and floated to her bed. "The Council will be meeting in 4 days, and I don't want them finding you plugged in. Plus, I don't think it's good for you to be sitting so close to the-"
"I COMMAND YOU TO SHUT UP, SUN-BUTT!! JUST LET ME FINISH THIS LAST WAR!"
"Excuse me!" Celestia got up from her bed, and trotted to her study. She had more important things to do than to try and get her baby sister to stop playing Call of Royal Guards.
In her study, she found a pile of scrolls, envelopes, and crystals littered on her desk."Ugh..." she rubbed her temple with her hoof. "This is going to take a while," Celestia walked behind her desk, and opened the first envelope, using her magic to hold its contents up to her face. "Let's see..." This letter appeared to be from The Order of the Phoenix, notifying her of their arrival in three days. Celestia reached into her drawer, and pulled out a blank sheet of parchment and an eagle's quill. She began to make a list of those attending...
Twilight Sparkle {Royal Guest}
The Order of the Phoenix {4}
"Two down," Celestia said through a yawn, "About a trillion to go..."