The Assembled Letters of Twilight Sparkle, Protégé of Emperor Discord

Twilight Sparkle grabbed her suitcase again as it attempted to dash through her bedroom door. Much as she appreciated her mentor's desire to impart the Magic of Chaos into everything, truthfully it was tiring at times. She was not yet a fully-developed practitioner of Chaos; her primal urges toward order and normalcy needed constant checking, but she was getting better. Ponies by nature were calm and orderly most of the time; it took a special kind of dedication to devote one's life to constant unpredictability, as she had.

Still, such was the life of any who swore their lives to Emperor Discord's service as Agents of Chaos. Her training was not yet complete, but she aspired to someday be one of them, spreading disharmony and Chaos as though she were an extension of the Emperor's own volatile will. She knew and accepted the difficulty willingly. To truly know Chaos, she had to lose herself in it completely.

Finally getting her things messily packed, Twilight skittered across the polished marble ceiling and into the hall where gravity was today turned mostly groundward. She deftly dodged the animated statue's game of 52 pick-up and made her way to the Royal Offices. The Emperor met her there, much earlier than he had said (probably due to his pocketwatch refusing to keep itself open for viewing). "Hello, Twilight Sparkle!" he exclaimed, floating on his side effortlessly. "Are you ready to leave?"

"Yes, Emperor Discord," Twilight said. "Although I'm still curious; why are you sending me to Ponyville?"

Discord sighed. "Still craving that little bit of 'planning ahead' we've been working on, I see?"

Twilight looked down awkwardly and swatted away a mosquito, avoiding the question.

"Oh well, I suppose it can't hurt this time." Discord magicked a thick day planner into existence and flipped through. Most of the days were filled with disconnected sketches, but this page had writing on it. "There's something in Ponyville that has me a bit worried, to be honest. The residents there seem to be displaying a strange sort of unity, and things are getting quite ordered. I'd like you to find out what's causing it."

Twilight cocked her head to the side, more confused than usual. "That's definitely worrisome. Any ideas why they're acting that way?"

Emperor Discord shook his head. "None, although it appears some of them have dubbed it 'Friendship'..."