To the Mystery Writer

The festival ah...didn't go well. One of my friends had a pretty bad time. A courtship went south and it left a bad taste in our beaks. I um... I don't know what else to say...

Thanks for telling me what you are, that helps me feel a little more comfortable knowing we are of the same species. I'm not saying that'd be bad! Just...it's easier to process? Ya know?

Look, I'm not too big on the birthday thing, it comes and goes every year and half the time I gotta double check my own birth records just to verify my own age, I just don't hold much to it I guess. That being said, I appreciate your willingness to get me a gift. After some thought, it'd be nice to have a new jewelry box...the one I have is beyond old and I've never had the inclination to fix it up. It does its job and that works for me.

But...well I'd like to have something new for a change...so...yeah. Get that. It doesn't need to be fancy! Or complex either, Keep it simple okay? I like simple...Less stressful that way.

Um, on another topic, Gabby and I will be heading to Ponyville for the first time in a while, I wanna get one of those potions Gabby's been purchasing. She kept trying to persuade me out of it, saying it was very intrusive and intimate or some crock. I don't care! If it gets rid of my heat faster then I'm buying it!

I don't wanna go another week with a vice up my---

Gabby says I shouldn't write that...

Yeah, so, Ponyville...zebras n...stuff. Um... see ya round...

P.S: Do you live in Griffonstone or somewhere else? Your first letter came in the international mail and the second was in the regular mail.

--Gilda Griffon.

"Gabby I really don't understand you...How do you have a job as a currier for the local post office, you've flown this way hundreds of times, seen all the sights, local hot spots, and yet..."

Gilda flailed her arms out at the partially cloudy sky, jostling Gabby and her on the large white cloud that sat on. "We got lost!"

Gilda poked her friend in the shoulder, noticing the frown that marred her beak as the darker griffoness looked the map over in her talons. "How? How does that happen?"

Gabby shrugged and pointed without looking up, at the nearby storm front that had rattled the local forest below hours prior. The scent of freshly wet forest and loam wafted up to meet them and Gilda couldn't help but inhale a little more to appreciate the scent. It helped lessen the edge of her frustration, if anything.

"We were flying above that monstrosity, Gilda. We couldn't see the ground, the one big thing I need to keep my bearings. Now that the storm has cleared up, and the clouds are separating I can figure out where we are."

Gilda groaned and shuffled her wings. "Okay fine, get us back on track. I wasn't planning on staying the night in pony town."

"Pony ville, and I know that, silly. I have work tomorrow, and I know how ponies seem to make you uncomfortable." Gabby chuckled lightly, looking to the east.

Gilda huffed and looked down below them at the swaying forest. The massive trees were so far from any civilization that they'd naturally reached abnormal heights. The tips of the trees were only a few hundred meters beneath the pair. "They do not make me uncomfortable, their just...too touchy-feely."

Gabby smiled and rolled the map up before clipping it to her pack and opening her wings. Leaping off the cloud she swirled around and flew in place with her arms spread. "Yeah, but that's one of their good traits! Ponies give hugs and they openly show they care!" She grinned smugly and flew close enough to bat at Gilda with her wing, eliciting a growl from the golden hen.

"Besides, I know what makes you uncomfortable, and one of those is feelings!" She cackled playfully as Gilda mock snarled and dove after her.

"Ponies are mushy! They cry too easily and need to toughen up!" Gilda hissed. She lunged at Gabby and grasped at open air as the hen flared her wings to break and deftly flipped over her back and swatted at Gilda's head with a wing tip.

"Missed me!"

Gilda grinned predatorily. "Oh is this what we are doing now? It is ON!"

Gilda whipped around and began the chase after her friend. Gabby squawked and dove away. She would juke up then down and then sway her body slightly to the left or right as Gilda kept making grabby claws at her back end and hind paws. The two of them laughed as they played an impromptu game of cat and mouse. Gilda was rather surprised by Gabby's agility. Just when she thought she had her, the smaller hen would pull some weird maneuver, and Gilda would be grabbing at nothing but air and clouds.

"How are you so slippery?!" Gilda growled, genuinely determined to grab the darn hen ahead of her as they dodged and weaved between clouds. Gabby wiggled her rump at Gilda, daring her on, and fell into a dive. She fell as well, tucking her wings and barreling at Gabby like an arrow. When it came to diving, Gilda was the pro. She screamed out a predatory cry and Gabby looked back before screeching out in panic as her friend very quickly caught up to her.

Gilda bided her time and watched as the ground below them raised to meet them, Gabby went to flare her wings and Gilda veered off at the last moment, swatting Gabby's rear with her tail as she passed, the resounding THWACK made the darker hen cry out in surprise as the two arced back up into the sky, spiraling around each other before breaking away. Gabby and Gilda both screeched in joy as the exhilaration passed, and soon they were flying back together, wingtips nearly touching.

She trilled proudly as Gabby hissed at her playfully. "That hurt, Gilda!"

Gilda laughed and tilted her wings so she flew over top of Gabby by five feet or so, making the hen look up to her, in her shadow. "Then you shouldn't have taunted me, dweeb!" She flexed her talons and grinned mischievously, "You got my predator blood going there, I might have to catch my prey!"

Gabby blushed suddenly and looked forward. "Heh, yeah, no...I'm not your prey... um, hey look we're back on track!"

Gilda watched in confusion as Gabby flapped harder to get ahead of her, and raised a brow. "Yeah I, I guess not." Normally Gabby would argue back on that point. Whenever they had these mock fights it was a part of their ritual...to brush it off so bluntly...Gilda hummed in thought and looked ahead.

Down below them a large yellow dirt road paved its way through the surrounding forest, and once the trees ended, came to a train yard at the base of the griffon mountains. The train was in the station, the black smoke puffing up in little clouds as the coals burned within the belly of the metal beast. Gilda wasn't too fond of trains. They were loud, rattled a lot, and were slower than she'd like. She much preferred to fly, but the distance to Ponyville wasn't a trip they could make on wing power alone.

They spiraled down around the smoke clouds in a helix formation and then flared their wings together before landing on the station deck. Gilda was acutely aware that they were the only griffons present.

The only people present for that matter... Gilda looked around, "Is it usually this empty?"

Gabby nodded as she shrugged off her pack and fished around in it. "Oh yeah, not many ponies come out to Griffonstone still." She lifted a hand and counted on her claws. "I think we get like, fourteen equine visitors yearly at the moment, not counting all the random times Pinkie Pie appears in obscure places." Continuing her shuffling through her bag, Gabby grumbled. "Most griffons don't really have a reason just yet to go out. " She pulled out two tickets in her talons and handed one to Gilda. "Sometimes I get here on my shift and find a couple of construction ponies or griffons heading out to do work, but they are usually from the train as it arrives. Stretching their legs, getting some air, not boarding it. Plus, it's Saturday, most griffons like their weekends off. "

Gilda shrugged and walked towards the train. "So we getting on or what? HEY!"

Gabby had gently grabbed Gilda's tail and tugged it. "Not yet, they are cleaning the cars. It's courteous to wait until they are done."

Gilda rolled her eyes and nodded, twitching her tail so Gabby would let go. "Okay so we sit here and wait... for how long?" She sat down and opened a wing, checking her primaries over for any that had gotten out of place, and buried her head in the feathers to preen. Normally she'd wait until she was in her room or alone, as it was a bit of a private thing, but Gabby was the only one here and they'd seen each other preen.

"We...we just um, wait until their done..." Gabby mumbled quietly. Gilda didn't catch the gaze Gabby was giving her. Her face obscured by her feathers, she missed the light blush on Gabby's cheeks, or the gentle way her chest feathers fluffed out. Opening her wing out and giving it an inspection of her own, Gabby began to preen hers as well.

The two hens sat in silence as the train creaked and groaned it's own commentary as the staff within did their work. Someone dropped a metal tool and a loud clang, followed by a shout of annoyance was heard, but then it fell back into quiet. Gilda found a bent downy feather deep in her right wing and groused as it evaded her beak. "Darn...fricken...gah!" growling she reached up and yanked it out with a hiss. Dropping the feather, she looked over and saw Gabby was doing her own preening, her tail flicking back and forth in silent pleasure as she shifted her primaries around and warbled softly. Gilda smirked and poked Gabby out of her self cleaning with a talon.

The hen chirped in surprise and snapped her head up. Her wing closed with a clap of feather on fur. She blushed and looked away. "G-Gilda!"

"I wrote the next letter." She said with a small smile. Gabby looked over in mild interest, her cheeks still flushed. Gilda took the slip of paper out of her bag and waggled it in front of Gabby playfully.

"I figure with my birthday coming up, I should send it as soon as possible, but I have an couple questions, Gabby." She said putting it back in her bag. She then closed the flap and held up two talons. "First, I remembered how the first letter came from the international bin of mail, but we both know that the only places this paper comes from are Canterlot or Griffonstone. The second letter came through the regular mail though. I found that odd."

Gabby slowly nodded, tilting her head in curiosity. Gilda continued.

"Gabby, when do you pick up the mail on an average day? What time?" She leaned in close as a pony train worker exited the train nearby with a bag of trash held in his magic. He gave them a nod of recognition before continuing to the end of the train.

Gabby shrugged and looked back, watching the pony work. "I mean, sometimes it comes in around eight am, other times it's nine or ten. If it's international mail then we have to wait till the train gets into the station and the bag birds bring it up to the city. If it's the regular mail, it's just a matter of collecting it from the local mail box in the center of town."

Gabby flexed her arms above her head and groaned as her joints popped. "Also, anyone can send a letter internationally to some location, specifically with a return to sender stamp, so the letters being in different arrival bags isn't that odd."

Gilda let her eyes dance back and forth in their sockets as she thought. She hummed and put her talon to her chin, thinking for a moment. "Hmm damn, I guess that means my second question is moot..."

Gabby warbled and nudged her. "What did you have in mind?"

Gilda went to speak but was stopped when the pony came back and approached them. the two hens leaned back away from each other and Gabby smiled.

"Hiya Coal! How's the day been thus far?"

Coal, the mid forties charcoal colored pegasus smiled and chuckled, his mustache twitching lightly. He tipped his hat to her and scuffed a hoof across the wooden deck. "Oh it's been a day alright, nothing too special. Had some goats on the track we had to relocate near foal mountain, but Hard Roll was good with his magic and had em out of the way in no time. Do you ladies have tickets? I don't imagine you came here on your day off Gabby, just to talk with me."

Gabby smirked and presented her ticket. Gilda casually passed hers off to him with a curt smile. He nodded, checked them, punched a hole in each and then pivoted around and allowed them on the train. "You ladies enjoy the trip, we have a couple stops at a few outposts along the way but there shouldn't be too much hoof traffic this early."

Once they were all in the car Coal locked the door and pulled a rope with his wing, and a loud whistle could be heard at the front of the locomotive. He smiled to Gabby.

"You can pick any car ya like, I trust ya Gabby, but if it's alright with you two, a car closer up front would be easier on me. I can serve you gals refreshments faster that way."

That perked Gilda up at the notion of food and drinks and she nodded. "Yeah, that sounds like something we'd enjoy, thanks Pops." She mock saluted him and he smirked and rolled his eyes.

"Eh, sure thing miss. You have a safe trip."

They ended up following him to the front car anyway, watching as he made sure each door was locked, and by the time they'd found a nice seat to occupy, the train had already started it's slow roll forward. He left them with a smile and tip of his hat before Gabby shuffled her self into a comfortable position. She then looked to Gilda.

"So you mentions a second question, what was it?" Gabby propped her head up on her talons and smiled at Gilda. Who in turn shrugged and looked at the table.

"Eh, it's moot now, I was gonna ask if you knew where in the stack the letters had been found, because that would help me narrow down when and where they delivered the letters. With that info I could watch the drop off points, and start getting a couple faces in my memory, see if any of their claw writings match up and what not with the letters versus my customers when they signature a receipt or, ya know, something."

Gabby opened her beak and mumbled an "Ah" before they fell silent for a time.

Train rides were kind of boring for Gilda, she didn't think to bring anything with her to keep her entertained, but Gabby did. Halfway outside of the griffon territories she mumbled something under her breath and dug into her bag, pulled out a thick book, cupped her cheek with a paw and began reading. Gilda tilted her head to read the title and found it wasn't a series she knew.

For a time, her eyes watched the rolling terrain slide by out the window. A couple homesteads came into view, and at one point a large wagon with ponies and other species in it rolled down the road that ran parallel with the tracks. The ponies in it waved enthusiastically. Gilda cautiously waved back.

She was brought out of her musings by Gabby who started giggling and gasping at something in her book. Gilda watched her fluff up and blush, before giggling like a school filly and turning the page. Her eyes were large and practically glued to the book, zipping back and forth as she absorbed the story. Gilda wasn't much of a reader, but...whatever Gabby had been reading was more enthralling then the outside world.

Gilda looked to her talons and kneaded them slowly into the cushion beneath her. "Hey um...Gabby."

Gabby took a second to look up. "Yeah?"

Gilda blushed lightly and rubbed her own arm fur slowly, glancing to the book and back to the cushion. "So uh...that book you got...seems pretty fun, what's it about?"

Gabby blinked slowly and gently flipped the book over to look at the cover. 'The Ocean Rose' was the title, and the cover depicted a swashbuckling earth pony mare swinging on a rope from the side of a ship, she was reaching back with a grin to a stallion dressed in military captains clothing who seemed desperate to reach her. Below the mare, was another ship bedecked in pirate décor, cannons and cutthroat ponies with swords in their teeth. The mare had some jewelry around her neck that swung in the stormy winds, she seemed to have pilfered it from the other ship.

Gabby smirked and blushed. "It's ah...a romance adventure novel." She flipped the book open again and turned a few pages back, before showing Gilda a picture of an earth pony maiden from a downtrodden part of a town, and on the other side of the picture, was the pirate mare from the cover. Gilda realized with surprise that they were the same character. At the bottom of the image were the italicized words:

We are not what we seem, to those who think they truly see us for who we are inside

Gilda tilted her head at that and lifted her talon to gently poke the mare on the page. "So...It's about her?"

Gabby hemmed and hummed. "Sort of? She is one of three main characters. This story deals with outer perceptions and the judgments of society. This mare for example, Madam Rose, she craves the love of her life, but she doesn't know what that is to her heart."

Here Gabby turned a few more pages back and showed Gilda another mare, standing with Rose. A lanky tan unicorn mare with a similar maids dress. The two were laughing merrily with each other about some unknown joke. Behind them, two stallions in basically military garb looked quite embarrassed or peeved by whatever had gone down. She couldn't quite tell.

"This other mare, Rose feels a stirring in her heart for her, but she knows its not acceptable to have those feelings in their society. Meanwhile, she also craves the high seas and adventure. She doesn't know which she wants more, buuuuut,"

Gabby flipped back almost to the beginning of the story where the captain stallion was standing proudly in front of Rose, kissing her hoof with a genuine smile. Gabby tapped the picture with a talon. "This guy, Sir Gladiant Soul, wishes to make her his bride, even though she is just a maid at the castle."

Gabby closed the book and looked at the cover with a smile. "It's a journey of discovery about who we are at our very cores. I guess for me, that means a lot." She then smiled widely, and flipped the pages open again, finding the dog eared page and continued reading. "I'm at a good part too!"

Gilda nodded, a light blush reaching her cheeks as she thought of Rose in the book, the mare didn't know where her heart needed to be...and Gilda frowned as she realized that because of the letters, she too was lost. Maybe not between partners, like Rose, but certainly lost on whether she wanted one or not.

She looked back to the book, and sighed. Gabby noticed and looked up. "Something wrong, Gilda? You look kind of put out..."

Gilda shuffled her feathers and waved her claws towards Gabby's book. "Yeah um...I was wondering if maybe you could, ya know...read it out loud?"

Gabby's face slowly but surely shifted into a grin, a big one, and one Gilda knew very well. She cursed under her breath and shot her claws across the table.

"EEEE! You want me to--MMPHH!!!"

Gilda managed to clamp her talons around her friend's beak fast enough to muffle the loud happy warbling that was threatening to escape Gabby's mouth. The hen was shaking, practically hopping in her seat and jostling Gilda's arm. Gilda hissed nervously and found herself glancing back to where Coal had disappeared to.

"Yes, yes! Okay! I want you to read to me but not if you're gonna explode! I only asked because I'll go nuts if I don't have something to do!" She glared at Gabby and her ridiculously happy expression until the fluffed out hen calmed down and brushed Gilda's talons away. Gabby took a moment to smooth her feathers down and compose herself. The grin remained, albeit coy now.

Gabby cleared her throat and nodded curtly. "Very well, I'll read it to you, but under one condition..."

Gilda looked out the window, blushing and fluffing out slightly. "What condition?" She eyes Gabby and watched her chuckle.

"I get to voice the characters."

Gilda groaned and smacked her face into the table before burying her face into her forearms. "Kill me now..."

Gabby giggled victoriously and sat up straight. Her voice came out gruff and as masculine as she could make it with her natural higher pitch.

"Sir Gladiant roared in frustration and gripped his leg where Rose had surreptitiously tied the rope round his ankle. She was a sneaky lass, and he liked that! A mare that could catch his heart so deftly, and trap him so easily was a worthy opponent for sure! he had to have her!"

Gilda groaned more into her arms. "kill me, kill me, kill me..."

Ponyville station came none to soon and with a clatter that startled the ponies on the station deck, Gilda and Gabby came crashing out onto the wooden platform in a tangle of limbs, growling, and laughter.

"B-But wait Gilda! I haven't told you about t-the closet scene with the two white-tailed bucks!" Gabby, who lay atop of Gilda's back, pinning her, even as the clearly tortured and desperate griffoness tried to untangle herself from the smaller hen and flee for her life, laughed harder. Gilda growled and scooted forward a few inches.

"Screw that! You told me it was an adventure novel not some romantic smutty sea tale!" Gilda snarled and blushed furiously as Gabby remained where she was. Nearby a mare covered her foals curious ears and huffed in annoyance. Gilda groaned and dropped her head to the wood below with a dull thunk.

"Gabby. GET. OFF. ME"

The station manager came over, and after making sure the two were safe and sound pointed to the town. "Ladies, the local playground is located that way, this is a train station, if you would mind removing yourselves so that passengers may board, I'd appreciate it."

Without waiting for Gabby to untangle herself, Gilda shot to her feet and smiled tightly. "GLADLY."

Gabby chuckled, sitting on her haunches and gathering her stuff, before hopping to her feet and practically leaping next to Gilda to match her quick pace. "Oh come on it wasn't thaaaat bad, you liked the part about the deck duel, I saw you grin!"

Gilda felt her feathers ruffle in embarrassment. "Well yeah! Because it was a fight and Rose decked that chauvinistic bastard right in his snout like he deserved. The parts after that were entirely uness--"

"You mean the kissing?" Gabby chirped happily. Gilda hissed, leaning close to Gabby.

"That was the least of what went down in that scene, and you know it!" Gilda poked Gabby's beak, trying and failing to hold back a smirk as Gabby grinned at her with mock innocence. "They practically were making new crew members right there on the deck!"

Gabby giggled and nodded vigorously, dislodging Gilda's claw from her beak, and clasping her talons to her cheeks, she warbled happily. "I know! it was soooo romantic!"

Gilda rolled her eyes as they continued walking down the street. Ponies gave them a gentle berth but smiled politely. Gilda sighed and firmly nudged Gabby out of her self chatter. "Yeah, sure, romantic. Let's use that word for such an embarrassing scene. I don't know about you, but I don't think I'd want the entire crew of my ship watching as I got railed silly by--

"GABBY!!!!"

Gilda snapped her head to the left as an orange, white, and reddish orange blur flew past her beak and collided with Gabby, bowling her over twice before she came to a stop. Three ponies sat pell-mell atop Gabby, nuzzling her and laughing. She laughed too, nuzzling them and warbling happily before crushing them in a hug.

"OOOHH Hi guys! How have you all been?" The three young mares got off her and Gilda very quickly remembered who they were.

Apple bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle were well known around town as the disaster causing CMC. Anything they tried to do as foals had ended up as one or more types of problem, and a local news report for the papers the next morning. Rainbow Dash thought they were a riot and had told Gilda so many stories. Some she believed, others she was very skeptical of.

The trio crowded around Gabby and chattered for several seconds. Asking her what she'd been up to, where she'd visited, if she'd run into any other friends, and so on. Gilda watched with hidden mirth as the flustered hen flared her wings and laughed nervously, extracting herself from the little mob. "Okay, okay, guys, sorry to say I can't stay and hang out today, but I'll come by soon okay?"

A round of gut wrenching "aaaawwwws" followed.

Gilda failed to hide her smirk that time and watched as Gabby bit her lower beak and blushed. "I...I can't guys, I got work to do too, you know how it is, now that ya got your cutie marks."

The trio looked to their sides and all seemed to contemplate the images on their rears before looking at one another. A wordless understanding passed between the three that made Gilda's neck fur stand on end. Ponies were weird.

"Okay Gabby, good luck with work!" Scootaloo hugged her and then backed up so Apple Bloom could do the same. Bloom gently punched her in the shoulder with a hoof playfully "Don't go soft on us ya hear? you're the only griffon CMC still!"

Gabby nodded, "Oh I won't be for long knowing you guys, you'll make lots of friends!"

Sweetie Belle hugged her next and then to Gilda's surprise leaned up and whispered something to Gabby. The expressions in Gabby's face quickly shifted from shock, to worry, to fear, and then to nervousness. She quickly pulled back and dared a glance at Gilda.

What the... in one blink of Gabby's eyes, Gilda witnessed the most fear she'd ever seen appear in Gabby's eyes, but just for a split second, before Gabby's eyes slid back to a curious Sweetie Belle and her expression relaxed into...was that defeat?

"Um, No...not yet, but I'm trying. It's a lot harder than I thought it'd be." She murmured quietly. She chuckled and ruffled Sweetie Belle's mane. "But I'll get there eventually Sweetie Belle, I just have to have faith!"

Sweetie Belle seemed down trodden by the answer but nodded, wilting her ears. "Oh...Okay...well, good luck! You deserve it!" She smiled and trotted over to her friends who all waved. Gabby waved, slower, and gently.

When they had left, Gabby dusted herself off and giggled. "They can be a claw-full, but I love those kids, they have so much potential eh, Gilda?" She looked to Gilda to find her staring at Gabby with a furrowed and confusion expression. Gilda pointed at her.

"I get that those three are disaster provoking ponies, but you were genuinely scared back there...Just for a moment, but I saw it." She stated. "Why?"

Gabby's eyes darted back and forth rapidly as she looked at Gilda's eyes and that fear from before spiked into view. She lifted her claw and went to speak and then closed it and curled her talon inwardly, looking away for a second. She went to speak again and then after a moment, sighed, seeming to deflate. She brushed past Gilda with her wings tucked tightly at her sides.

Gilda frowned and watched her. "Gabby...what is it?"

"Its...nothing, Gilda. don't worry about it." She mumbled, smiling lightly. Gilda had rarely seen Gabby like this, and she was very aware that others were watching. She began walking and nudged Gabby towards the woods where she said the zebra lived. As they walked, Gilda whispered gently, nudging Gabby with her beak softly. The hen jolted at the touch.

"I know its clearly not nothing, Gabs, but I'm not gonna push it. Feels like something I don't need to step in, so I'm gonna let it go. I hate seeing you upset like that though...let alone afraid."

Gabby nodded slowly. "It's...It's not something you...it's something only I can make happen." She leaned over and in a rare moment of tenderness, nuzzled Gilda's neck feathers, warbling gently. "But...thank you, Gilda. It helps to know I have friends who care."

Gilda blushed rapidly and her neck feathers fluffed out to their greatest...but when she went to push Gabby away, she saw that the fear had vanished. The comforting smile on her friends beak was all she needed to see to know that Gabby felt better. "Y-yeah, no problem, Gabby." She mumbled.

After a few seconds, Gabby pulled back. She took a big breath of air and sighed slowly, "Okay, I'm better! Now we can--" and then giggled at Gilda's appearance. "You um...you need a minute?" She giggled into her talons as Gilda rapidly shook herself and flapped her feathers.

"I'm fine! I just--you--ponies! Ponies always find a way to get under my feathers with the mushy stuff!" Gilda snapped a talon at Gabby with a mock glare. "Not a word of that to grandpa gruff you hear me?"

Gabby's laughter subsided and she waved a talon at Gilda. "Oh please he rarely ever talks to me any more, besides, it was just a quick nuzzle. Ponies don't judge others for showing affection." She smiled and trotted down the road. "Come on, lets go see Zecora."

Gilda threw her head up and groaned. "Finally! I can get this over with and we can go home!"

Gabby smirked. "Yes, But I should warn you, the potion making process is a bit...intrusive."

Gilda waved a paw at her. "Yeah yeah and I told you I don't care! Now lead the way!"

Gabby grinned. "I warned you..."

The two disappeared into the trees together.

A half hour later, at Fluttershy's cottage, while she was watering the flowers and enjoying the sunset, a piercing bird's cry escaped the dense forests edge and rattled her windows.

"YOU'RE GONNA DO WHAT UNDER MY TAIL!?!?!"

Behind her, Discord lounged in a yellow and black crosshatched hammock and smirked, turning a page of his upside down comic. "She did try to warn her..." He mumbled.

Fluttershy looked the forest and frowned meekly. "Oh my..."

Author's Note

soon i will have art for each chapter ^^