Twilight was now sorting through her mail. Fan mail, the painfulest of mail. After she got through the death threats and invitations to...... every foals bithday in Equestria. Wow. She sipped her coffee, then dropped her her mug to the floor shattering it.
Twilight glanced at the next note, she was expecting another creepy letter. She gasped as she read the words written on the envolope. She ripped it open franticly and bolted to the the nearest stool, startling her assistant greatly.
"GAH!" Spike yelled as he fell to the ground. "What's so important Twilight?"
"Letter... from..." she panted with surprise and exaustion. "Shining.....Armor!"
She yanked out the scroll and stared at it, gasping for air. The alicorn read the words multiple times. The princesses expression went from confusion to boiling anger.
"Fiveteen years..." Twilight spat as her mane began to glow. Spike ducked behind a book case. "FIVETEEN YEARS! AND THE FIRST LETTER THEY SEND ME IS ABOUT THEM HAVING A SON?!"
"T-twilight?" Spike meekly spoke as he looked at the envolope. "This letter was sent fiveteen years ago."
Twilight went out of her rage and now looked confused. She blussed. "Oh..."
Sparkfire folded his forelegs and placed his head on them.
"Are we there yeeeeeet?" he whined for the millionth time.
"No your highness." The crystal guard groaned, Sparkfire smiled in amusement.
"I'll keep this up 'till we arrive~" he whispered.
Twilight then picked up a more recently sent letter from her brother.
Dear Twily,
I hope things are going smoothly back in ponyville and I sincerely
apologize about not sending you many letters.
Sadly, mail got held up by a blizzard. A long one.
Me and Cadence are sending you our son, Sparkfire, to stay with you.
Goodluck sis,
Shining Armor
