Meeting Mr. Quill

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There he is!

Silver Quill!

I began hopping up and down, shouting,"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!"

My friend, Caramel Cream, watched me bounce.

"What are you so excited about?"

"Silver Quill! My favorite MLP reviewer!"

"I thought Ink Rose was your favorite."

"She's my favorite MLP writer! Silver Quill is my favorite MLP reviewer!"

"Go over and talk to him."

I stopped bouncing in midair, opening my wings so I didn't look stupid in front of everyone.

"Caramel, I can't do that! I look stupid."

Caramel rolled his eyes and levitated me over to Silver Quill.

"Caramel, you jerk!"

"Oh hello! What's your name?"

I froze.

I knew that voice all to well.

I turned around slowly and saw him.

I was standing next to him.

Silver Quill!

What he ask me? Oh, my name!

"I-I'm Written Script."

"I'm Silver Quill."

"I know. I'm one of your biggest fans."

"Really? Well it's great to meet you!"

The griffon held out his hand. I blushed considerably as I shook it.

"So, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to read a few of my stories to the little fillies and colts that came with their parents."

"But you look like a filly yourself."

Indeed.

I was about 7 inches shorter than the adult mare. I had a slightly rounder muzzle and smaller build.

"I'm younger than most writers. So my stories aren't as good."

"Well, don't say that. I'm sure your stories are awesome!"

"Thanks."

"You're a little young looking to get tickets to this con?"

I nodded with a smile. Silver smiled back at me.

"Yeah! Wanna see a joke?"

Silver nodded.

"Hey Caramel!"

My poofy haired, unicorn buddy began walking over. I quickly removed my scarf, my pencil and notepad with it.

"Hey Writ-"

Caramel looked at me.

"Um, excuse me. Have you seen a brown mare around her somewhere? See looks like you, but with a grey scarf. It has a pencil and a notepad in it."

I held back a snicker.

"I think she's over there."

When Caramel looked away, I put my scarf back on and slid my pencil and my notepad back into it.

"No that's Button Mash. Oh, there you are, Written!"

I did my best not to laugh.

"You. Go play."

Caramel nodded and walked off.

I looked back at Silver Quill, who was trying not to laugh.

"That was pretty funny."

"Mr. Quill."

He looked down at me.

"May I have your autograph?"

"Sure."

I handed him my notepad and pencil. He wrote down something and handed it back.

Never give up!

~Silver Quill.

I let out a happy sigh and officially passed out from Too Much Awesome Syndrome.

"Oh! Wow! Um..."

Silver began fanning me. That's when Caramel walked up.

"I got this."

He levitated a thermos from his bag. He unscrewed the lid and dumped the liquid contents onto my face.

"Oh! Come on!"

"That's my line," Sweetie Belle shouted from somewhere.

I got up and went to go clean off.

"What was that?"

"Hot chocolate."