The Best, Most Sincere Apology Letter Ever

Five weeks later, Cloud Kicker knocked the door of the Ponyville Bar open. The bell tinged merrily, signaling her entrance.

"A large cider, please," she told the bartender. The mare simply nodded and went to get Cloud Kicker's drink.

"Cloud Kicker, you look horrible." Cloud Kicker turned to see Berry Punch next to her.

"Your mane is a mess," Berry Punch continued, "and you have bags under your eyes. Did I mention your wings are ruffled?" Cloud Kicker shrugged.

"Rainbow Dash kicked me off the weather team five weeks ago," she explained. Berry Punch stared at her.

"What did you do?" She asked as the bartender returned.

Cloud Kicker took a swig of cider and responded, "I wrote her a lengthy and eloquent apology letter after a fight." Berry Punch continued staring.

"And you've been coming to this bar for five weeks, drowning your sorrows in cider because you don't have the heart to get a new job?" Cloud Kicker nodded and took a drink of her cider. Berry Punch rolled her eyes.

"You should probably find a new job. Doesn't your younger cousin run a soccer team?"

"We're practically identical. It confuses the spectators."

"Right. What about being a sculptor?" Berry Punch suggested. Cloud Kicker narrowed her eyes.

"I think I'll stick to the bar," she responded. Berry Punch sighed.

"Fine. But don't come crying to me when you're labeled as the new town drunk."

"Agreed," Cloud Kicker answered.