Over the last week, a nagging “Did I forget something?” ping buzzed around Princess Celestia’s head. Granted, it was a common occurrence; even the wisest alicorns can only recall so much of a millennium-long life at any time, save for key life events. Celestia had taken steps to mitigate it, but she eventually forgot those too.

However, after receiving a letter from Princess Twilight explaining a changeling problem Ponyville had suffered, Celestia finally captured the lost memory she was seeking – and facehoofedimmediately. She would be bucking herself over a decision she had made eight hundred years ago for a while.

But while Celestia sat quietly and hunched over on her throne, Princess Luna, who had just learned of the situation, literally blew steam from her ears. Only sisterly love averted an unwanted sequel of Nightmare Moon.

“I do not normally use this word, but THOU IDIOT!!”

“Okay, I can explain–”

“How?! How can you possibly explain that forgiveness law in a way that makes any sense for it to exist?!”

“Well–”

“Even worse, you forgot about it! Did you not think that was important information and tried harder not to forget?!”

“I can’t remember everything that went through my head, but I was in a really forgiving mood the decade I proposed it. Also in my defense, ponies at the time loved the idea of easy forgiveness.” Celestia meekly bit her lip. “We…were going through a phase back then."

“So, you at least understand how ABSURD that law is?!”

“Look, I admit the forgiveness law was arguably my worst law ever. But as much as I may deserve it, berating me isn’t helping anypony.”

“It is helping me vent over something preposterous my sister did! Hint hint!”

“Then it isn’t helping any otherpony!” Celestia pushed herself off of her throne. A spark of "Celestia, the wise ruler", not "Celestia, the not-so-wise ruler", lit in her eyes. “Anyway, let’s focus our attention on Chrysalis for now, okay? Once she’s stopped, you can yell at me to your heart’s content. We can even make it a public spectacle.”

Luna’s ears cooled. She inhaled a heaping portion of calming air. As badly as she wanted to continue the scolding of the century, her sister raised a good point about the bigger picture. “Fine, Big Foolish Celly. Dealing with Chrysalis is more important right now.”

“I never thought I’d say it, but ‘Big Flank Celly’ doesn’t sound so bad.” The Sun Princess started a thought-driven, back-and-forth pace in the center of her and Luna's throne room. “Now, protocol and Equestrian checks and balances mean it could take months or even years to repeal that law. But, if Chrysalis remains unchecked, ponies’ love could potentially be extinct by then.” She gazed up at a stained glass image of herself and Luna, standing side by side, high on a wall. “We must stop her in a way that doesn’t break the forgiveness law.”

“Given the dire situation, why not say ‘Screw the law, we are princesses!’ and just do what needs to be done?”

“We can’t, or have you forgotten about this?” Celestia levitated to her a book from behind her throne. She opened it and pointed to a page. “See? Rule #12 in the ‘Benevolent Alicorn’ book states that all non-villainous alicorns must always obey Equestrian laws and cannot encourage other ponies to break them.” She closed her “Benevolent Alicorn” book and floated it back behind her throne. “Don’t you remember what happened when our predecessor broke that rule right after she asked ‘What could possibly go wrong?’”

Icy shudders ripped through Luna’s body. Never before had she surrendered so fast on any of her suggestions. “Say no more. I would do anything for Equestria, but that isn’t just ‘anything', so how can we counter the ‘forgiveness’ part of that law? If we try to confront Chrysalis when she attacks again, she will just apologize.”

Celestia laid a hoof on her cheek and dove into deep thoughts and mental analytics. A light bulb lit over her head.

“Going by that light bulb, I take it you have an idea?”

“I do. We can bypass the forgiveness law if we gag or knock her out before she can say ‘sorry’. We would just have to hide or wear a disguise so she won’t see it coming.”

A growing smile curled on Luna’s lips. “Yes. I like it. But it ‘tis a little…ruthless coming from you.”

“It is, but if I want to save ponies and their love from Chrysalis, I can’t be a princess of kindness. Unfortunately, there is another problem: we have to figure out when and where Chrysalis will strike next.”

“Hmm.” Luna stole the classic “Lay one hoof onto one’s cheek” thinking position. “From Twilight’s letter and what she claimed happened in the Crystal Empire, Chrysalis is making her move every three days. Since she attacked Ponyville yesterday, she should appear again somewhere in two days. A changeling-seeking spell could tell us where to go next, but I do not think it exists.”

“Twilight is capable of writing new magic, so I will write her a letter asking if she can do it again. Even if it takes her weeks, it would still be quicker than blindly guessing what city Chrysalis will attack next and eventually getting lucky.”

Ten minutes later, in Princess Twilight’s throne/Cutie Map room…

A small green ball of light danced over where Appleloosa was displayed on the fabled Cutie Map.

Princess Twilight said, “It looks like Chrysalis is near Appleloosa.”

Spike said, “I gotta admit: that was fast, even for you. It took you barely any time to write that changeling-seeking spell.”

“Hehe, I guess it gets easier after your first time writing new magic.” Twilight motioned to a bulky book beside her on the floor. “Plus my ‘For Everything’ book had tips on how to do it. If I had this book back when I was trying to finish Starswirl the Bearded’s spell, things would have been so much easier for me.”

“And you had my help too,” Starlight Glimmer said, her eyes proudly closed. “Two magical prodigies are better than one.”

“So true. Now I just have to tell Princess Celestia my findings. She might decide to take on Chrysalis herself, so there’s a chance we won’t be needed for the fight at all.”

“I would have to sit things out again either way. My stomach hasn’t forgiven me for eating all of those daisy sandwiches.” Starlight’s still-peeved stomach grumbled. She clutched it and added, “Ugh, it will be weeks before I can look at a daisy sandwich again.”

Two days later, In Appleloosa…

Smothering heat from the sun beat down on Celestia and Luna as they strode into Appleloosa. It would have been draining enough, but the alicorns’ black coats and hat, the latter long enough to conceal their horns, magnified the heat factor.

“I hope it will not take long for Chrysalis to show up,” Luna whined. “I am already sweating in this disguise.”

“Me too. Appleloosa' is more humid than I remember. We should go inside a building and cool off while we wait for Chrysalis. Remember, she must eat love from a pony before we can attack."

“I know, I know, but once she does, we will gag or attack her before she even realizes who we are.”

The duo looked toward the line of buildings to their left. Dead silence. They turned to the matching line of buildings to the right. A faint gust of wind played as the only audible sound.

“Okay…Big Foolish Celly, is it just me, or is it awfully quiet around here?”

“It is, now that you mention it. Maybe everypony is inside to shelter themselves from the heat. Surely some had gathered into that bar, so let’s go in there.”

The sisters trotted through the bar’s doors – their eyes bulged as their mouths fell agape. Inside the bar, every pony lay pale and unconscious on the floor; some near overturned chairs, others by a counter with half-full bottles of cider sitting on it. Only one other being inside didn’t match the snoozing pony position. A cowfilly hat hugged this being’s head, and boots attached with spars covered her hole-coated hooves. She picked her teeth with a toothpick, as if she had just gorged herself.

It was – you guessed it – Chrysalis.

“Oh, rowdy, Princesses Cowfilles,” Chrysalis greeted with a drawling accent the Apple family would approve of. “Fancy meeting y’all out here.”

"Chrysalis, did you do this?" Celestia asked.

“How do you know it is us in these disguises?” Luna asked.

“That’s easy as puddin’. A white and dark-blue pony, both as big as full-grown alicorns, walkin’ together? Yep, it would’ve been plumb silly to miss ‘em hints.”

Celestia scowled at Luna. “See, Luna? I told you she might see through these disguises too easily.”

"As if you can talk about poor decisions."

“Hoo-wee, ain't it the truth! But to answer yer first question, Ah did ‘do this’ and am so very sorry.” Chrysalis tossed her toothpick in a trashcan. “Ah’ll just mosey on out of here, but Ah reckon y’all should look around Appleloosa for more ‘tired’ ponies that need yer help.” Chrysalis strutted by the alicorns and flew away once she was outside. As she did, she let out her signature evil laugh.

Well, that happened. Celestia growled and said, “I hate that changeling. But why was she talking with mannerisms the Apple family uses?”

“Probably to rub in how she outsmarted us in Appleloosa. We should have readied ourselves in case she was already here.”

“Yes, but what’s done is done. We better ask Twilight to figure out where Chrysalis will go next.” Celestia looked at the ponies still lying on the floor. “After we tend to Chrysalis’s victims.”

Three days later, in Manehattan…

An innocent blue bush rested near Bridleway Theater’s doors. It would have been an unassuming sight if bushes could grow on roads, not merely near them. Ponies walking in or out of the famed theater or along one of several nearby roads seemed to pay it no mind.

From inside the bush, a “fabulous” female voice whined, “Ugh, three hours and still no sign of Chrysalis. I am starting to get soooo bored!”

“I know Twilight said you wanted to come as backup, but didn’t she tell you I’m Equestria’s strongest alicorn now? I can take on Chrysalis alone, and Shining Armor is here on the highly unlikely chance I’d need help.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen her in action during her training sessions. Her magic is even approaching Super Alicorn limits,” Shining Armor said. “Don't feel pressured to stay if you want to go back to Ponyville.”

“Leaving is tempting, but with all due respect, absolutely not. Chrysalis is safe from any kind of punishment for disrespecting my mane last week, so I must see her suffer for something else as the next best thing.”

“As a fellow mare, I understand. If you feel that strongly, I will do you one better and let you deliver the finishing blow to her.”

“You will?! I would so appreciate that, darling–uh, I mean, Princess Cadance!”

“Hehe, it’s okay, and you are welcome. You are one of Twilight’s close friends, so you don’t have to use titles for me–”

*Screaming*

“Hold that thought,” Shining said. “Chrysalis must be eating ponies’ love inside Bridleway Theater as we speak.”

Screaming ponies flooded out of the theater’s doors and scattered down roads in mobs.

“Um, Cadance, shouldn’t we go in? I do want to see Chrysalis pounded into the ground, but the poor ponies having their love eaten also need help.”

“Not yet. I will ensure that any incapacitated ponies receive proper aid, but I can’t risk letting Chrysalis see us too early. Although I should double-check if my horn is on the right setting.” Cadance checked her horn – sure enough, she had left it on its default “Kind Alicorn” setting. She bumped it past “Serious Alicorn” and to “Max.”

And then pushed it past “Max”, all the way to “Blast ‘em Girl!” The pink princess’s horn sparked as it set into its most powerful setting.

“Yes. Now I’m definitely ready.”

Ponies stopped flooding from the theater. After about half a minute, Chrysalis stepped through the theater’s doors, wearing an XXXL Chryszilla shirt. A belch, stained with pony love, left the changeling’s mouth.

It was now or never.

“Showtime!” Cadance jumped out of her bush and darted toward Chrysalis head-on! Her horn charged, her eyes oozing bloodlust.

“Sorry,” Chrysalis said in a sing-song voice, just before Cadance’s horn could reach full charge. A large screen from above, displaying a smiling blond-maned mare in a pink dress, switched to only show the words “I’m sorry.”

“No!” Cadance woefully fell to her stomach. She powered down her horn and frustratingly, and repeatedly, used Face Smash against the hard, unfeeling ground, ignoring the recoil damage. “I. Hate. That. Changeling!”

Rarity and Shining Armor peeked their heads from their bush. Rarity gasped from disappointment; Shining facehoofed from said disappointment.

“Darn it!” Rarity exclaimed. “She was so close!”

“She sure came closer than her aunts did, so she should be proud. But next time, you fools should hide in something that naturallygrows where you’re hiding.” Chrysalis strode to the failed hiding bush, all while pulling out a comb from her mane. She smirked, then combed Rarity’s mane until it matched Chrysalis’s mane style – a longer, straighter yet wilder mane devoid of Rarity’s vintage ending curls. ”Sorry if you don’t like it, but now your mane looks…*chef’s kiss*...fabulous!”

Rarity’s face heated from a marshmallow white to an irate red. Cracks spread in her gritted teeth.

Chrysalis nodded to Shining Armor in apparent approval. “I would make fun of your ‘performance’, but how you are a father proves you are a lot better when you aren’t brainwashed.” Chrysalis flew away, again letting out her signature evil laugh.

‘I should feel humiliated over that, but I’m just glad Cadance was too busy using Face Smash to hear it.’

“UGH!!” A still-reddened Rarity roared. “I hate that changeling! I hate her so much, I cannot even feel the pain from my cracked teeth!”

“Join the club, Rarity. Cadance and I have hated her for longer. And…I think she just fainted from the recoil of her last Face Smash.”

Three days later, in Las Pegasus…

Three alicorns failed spectacularly to end Chrysalis and her love-eating bonanza. With her friends by her side, it was up to Princess Twilight to prove not all alicorns had choke-artist potential.

Inside the Mandhay Bay hotel’s game room, the Princess of Friendship and her love-defending entourage hid behind a line of Skeehoof Ball machines near a wall. So far, so quiet. Ponies blissfully walked about or relished in one of several games in addition to Skeehoof Ball, such as Spinball, Mr. Pac Mare, and Crane Challenge.

Twilight whispered, “Okay, everypony, Chrysalis will likely be making her move soon. Prepare yourselves.”

“I’ve been prepared,” Rainbow boasted. “She won’t know left from right after we’re done with her!”

Rarity said, “It is a shame Princess Cadance couldn’t be here to at least watch, but her doctor told her to stay in bed until her concussion symptoms improve.”

“On the bright side, your dentist was able to repair your teeth fast and I’m here to help take down Chrysalis this time. My stomach is finally friends with me aga–”

*Screaming*

About half of the ponies in the game room panicked and ran out, presumably to the hotel’s nearest exits. Others grouped together, even with strangers, and stayed still as if waiting for a sign for the safest course of action.

“Chrysalis must be on the attack, but where?!” Spike asked.

“I think the screaming is coming from that overpriced casino area,” Pinkie guessed.

Fluttershy peeked toward the frozen ponies still waiting for a sign. She pulled her head back into hiding, but not before the corners of her lips sunk. “Oh, I feel just horrible leaving frightened ponies at Chrysalis’s mercy. I know they can't hear me, but I'm so sorry.”

“Same here. Mah conscience is whippin’ me something fierce, but we gotta stay put.”

“I hate it too, but Applejack’s right,” Twilight said. “If we blow our cover too early, it will end with Chrysalis flying away laughing. Anyway, you all remember what the plan is, right?”

“Yes,” the others answered affirmatively.

“Good, then let–”

“Ha ha ha ha! Big win! Bonus feeding time, little ponies!” Chrysalis, wearing an XXXL shirt saying “Jackpot!”, strode into the game room. Ponies still inside screamed (of course) and scattered about. Some managed to escape, but Chrysalis grabbed fifteen or so with her magic, pulled them to her, and proceeded to feast on their love. As their love left as a pink smoky stream, the victims' screaming waned until the ponies faded into unconsciousness, their bodies gradually growing pale.

“Ooh, that was delicious!” She turned away from a certain group of machines. "Where to next?”

Twilight raised a hoof. With that, the seven ponies and dragon bolted from behind the Skeehoof Ball machines; Twilight's, Rarity’s, and Starlight’s horns flared up. With a prior spell muffing their hoofsteps/footsteps, they silently rushed toward Chrysalis from behind.

Chrysalis’s ears flapped. She swiftly swung around to face the charging friends and quickly said, “I’m sorry.”

At the “S” word, the ponies and dragon's hooves/feet screeched to a stop. The unicorns’ and alicorn’s horns cooled, sadly.

“What?!” Twilight shouted. “How did you know we were here?! We didn’t make a sound!”

“Simple. My ear flaps mean ‘Desperate fools are attacking from behind’. But I see one of you decided not to take a na–”

“Hey, forget about Starlight and her nap-timing for a second! You can’t predict the future with ear flaps without asking me first! Do you have any idea what I went through to invent my Pinkie Sense?!”

“No, but my version is called ‘Chrysalis Sense’.”

“O-okay, but still…not cool.” Pinkie sat on her haunches and crossed her forelegs. “Predicting the future with quirky body movements is supposed to be my thing. Big dumb copychangeling.”

“Now that I ate, mind if I borrow your book for an after-meal reading session?”

“Huh? You mean my–”

Chrysalis floated to her Twilight's prized “For Everything” book, which, during the great failed charge, was unintentionally knocked to lay beside a Skeehoof machine. Her horn fired a green blast of magic engulfing and vaporizing the defenseless book.

Unbridled shock and disbelief constricted Twilight's pupils. It ordered her mouth to do the opposite and widen.

Chrysalis covered her mouth in mock surprise. “Oops, sorry about that. My horn slipped.”

“No! My ‘For Everything’ book! Why?! It never did anything to you!”

“Look at it this way: that book is outdated. If it had everything in it, then you would know everything by now, Princess Bookhorsey.”

“Don’t call me that! I’m a pony, not a horse! They even feel the same way about being called ponies!”

Starlight asked, “Uh, how do you know that?”

“Let’s just say I learned it the hard way.” Twilight meekly pawed the floor, her ears drooping. “I don’t like talking about it.”

“Eh, you’re close enough to a horse for me, Bookhorsey, but I’m sorry if you don’t like it. Oh, free tip: a wise rule of gambling is to quit when you're ahead even if it's just love.” Chrysalis skipped out of the game room. Once outside the hotel, she took to the air, again gracing Equestria’s presence with her world-famous evil laugh.

Twilight gritted her teeth, cracking them much like Rarity once did to hers. Her eyes lit a murderous red. Stream erupted from her ears, accompanied by hissing reminiscent of a teapot’s whistling. Windows shattered as a shrill, agonized scream pierced even the walls of dimensions.

“I shouldn’t say this as the Princess of Friendship, but I hate that changeling!”

“Join the club, Twilight. My mane and I have hated her for longer.”

Meanwhile, inside the hallways of a human school residing in a peculiar human-ruled world…

*Distant shrill screaming*

A fire-colored-haired teenage girl asked, “Uh, Twi, weird question: did you just scream?”

“No, but it did sound like a scream I would do if someone called me a bookchimpanzee and destroyed my ‘For Everything’ book. I gotta thank Princess Twilight again for recommending that I find our world’s version of hers.”

Three days later, in Rainbow Falls…

Enough was enough. A park coated with lush grass and watched from above by a gorgeous rainbow. It was often used as a training ground for the Equestrian Games’ tryouts, but now it would be the site of a battlefield.

This time, Twilight would hold nothing back. She had not just her fellow ex-bearers of Elements of Harmony, Spike, and Starlight Glimmer, but also Shining Armor and the rest of the alicorns sans Flurry Heart. For the first time ever, the twelve heroes and heroines would all fight together.

However, calling how they would lure in Chrysalis “peculiar” would be an understatement.

“Forgive me if I sound rude, but am I seeing what you all are seeing, or have I not fully recovered from my concussion after all?”

“Nope," Shining said, "It’s not your concussion talking; it’s what you think it is.”

Applejack shook her head toward the "plan" she had reluctantly agreed to. “Ah’ve said it before, but this harebrained stunt is the craziest plan ever.”

“As much as I like one element of it," Rarity chimed in, "I agree this is just ridiculous. There is no way Chrysalis will fall for this trap.”

Twilight surveyed the previously mentioned plan. How far her rational thinking had fallen to ever consider...this. “Trust me, this looks as ludicrous to me as it does you, but Chrysalis is on an unprecedented roll. Our best bet at this point is to follow something that is Pinkie’s plan and hope it throws Chrysalis off.”

“Yeah! It’s not like everything else we tried has worked, so what do we have to lose?" Pinkie pointed out. "Our love?”

“Yes,” Rainbow, Spike, and even Luna deadpanned

"Okay, everypony, complaining will get us nowhere," the oldest of the ponies said. "All of our signs are up, so we should start phase ‘2’ in case Pinkie’s idea really does work.”

Nearby…

While searching for ponies to eat more love from, a series of signs sticking from the ground seized Chrysalis’s attention. She knew better, but decided to follow them for fun. She was on an unprecedented roll. In order, the signs said:

“Hey you! Yeah you!”

“Are you a changeling?”

“Are you tired of eating average love from boring normal ponies?”

“Do you want to try some real love?”

“Then come this way for a banquet fit for a queen!”

“Just one helping of this pony’s love will satisfy even the hungriest bellies for a month!”

“Changelings rate it a 10/10!”

“It scored a perfect 100% rating on Moldy Grapes!”

One final sign said “THERE IT IS! Eat up!” with an arrow pointing to a tied-up and gagged white unicorn stallion, sporting a light amber mane and tail, lying on a huge silver plate. He bore the air of royalty–but of the more condescending and entitled variety.

Chrysalis’s lips curled more wickedly, showing her pointy, evil teeth. “Guess I’ll take that sign's advice and eat up. I am hungry.” Her horn glowed green. A stream of blue magic lifted from the unicorn’s body and into Chrysalis’s mouth–but she immediately choked and ejected back out the love. She wiped her horn as she ranted, “Yuck! Who rated this guy’s love a–”

A blinding magenta light flashed, coaxing Chrysalis to cover her eyes. A pack of heroic ponies and a dragon pounced out of their veil of an invisibility spell and at Chrysalis head-on. A massive circular dust cloud covered and concealed them all. Hooves, claws, magic blasts, and green fire punched out of the cloud every which way.

“Okay, follow my voice, everypony! I have the foul fiend gagged and bound! Let her have it!”

“Certainly! This is ‘not’ for vaporizing my ‘For Everything’ book or calling me ‘Bookhorsey’, but only for the love you just ate from Prince Blueblood!”

*blows lands*

"This is ‘not’ for throwing me out of my bed but just for what Twilight said!”

*Blows lands*

“This is definitely ‘not’ for stealing my Pinkie Sense gimmick, but for that Blueblood guy!”

*Blows lands*

“And this is definitely, positively ‘not’ for my mane, but for what Twilight, Starlight, and Pinkie said!”

*Heavy blows lands*

“This is most definitely, positively, absolutely ‘not’ for ponynapping Flurry, but for the pony the others said!”

*Extremely heavy blows lands*

One by one, the other ponies and even Spike took a turn at the pummel-fest.

The dust cloud, gradually, cleared. No beaten or gagged changeling lay on the ground.

However, there was a gagged white alicorn – smeared in bruises, cuts, and small burns – trapped inside Luna’s forelegs. All of her accidental attackers, especiallya lavender alicorn, gasped.

“Ohhhh," Luna said as the pony’s identity in her grasp registered more and more. “Well, at least she had this coming for her forgiveness law, as ironic as it may sound.”

“Princess Celestia, I am so sorry, sorry, sorry, sorryyyyy!” Twilight claimed in Equestria's all-time most remorseful voice. “Are you okay?! Speak to us!”

With her eyes dazedly spinning, Celestia muttered in a young filly’s voice, “No, Mom, it was Lulu who ate your cookies, not me.”

"Whoa," Rainbow said in astonishment. "We actually knocked her back to her foalhood–”

Streams of pink love-filled smoke floated from the heroes’ and heroines’ bodies. They floated to Chrysalis, who had been nonchalantly standing behind the group, and seeped into her mouth. As they lost more and more love, the ponies’ and dragon’s coats, manes, tails, and scales faded to a paler, grayer color. At length, they finally collapsed to the ground.

“You fools missed me, but your love is a banquet fit for a queen! Oh, and I'm sorry for eating Prince Blue-whatever’s and your love.” Chrysalis blew a raspberry. “And sorry for that too, but credit for taking risks with even dumb ideas.” She flew away, yet again unleashing her signature evil laugh.

Her eyelids drooping, Cadance wearily said, “Okay, everypony...before we all pass out from...having our love eaten...all together now–”

“I HATE THAT CHANGELING!”

One by one, the outsmarted group’s eyes closed and their bodies grew still.

“Uh, can somepony untie me now?” Blueblood still tied on a plate tried to say though his gag.

Two more weeks of our favorite ponies and dragon getting owned later, in Twilight's throne/Cutie Mark room…

“All right, let's do this again.” Twilight prepared her horn for her changing-seeking spell. Green letters on her back spelled out "Dessert."

Starlight stomped through one of the room's several doorways, wearing a sour scowl. Her back bore the word “Mane course.”

“Hey, ‘Dessert,’ are we really gonna let Chrysalis keep getting away with eating ponies’ love like this?”

“I’m trying my best to stop her, but she keeps saying she’s sorry before anypony can defeat or even gag her.

“Seriously?! You know she’s not sorry at all! She’s just going to keep getting fat off our love until she either dies of old age or the universe ends in a Big Freeze, Big Crunch, Big Rip, or Big something else! I’ve even lost five pounds since her attacks started!”

Twilight blinked twice. Finally, a friend who knew about all three of those theories. “Wow. I’m impressed that you know about the Big Freeze, Big Crunch, and Big Rip theories.”

Starlight squinted her eyes. “I’ve studied more than just magic during my Cutie Mark-hating phase. You forgot that manipulating time and space requires a keen knowledge of physics, not just magic?”

“Fair enough. As for Chrysalis, the forgiveness law said–”

“Screw that forgiveness law, you have a princess title!” She stomped to Twilight and shoved a hoof in her chest. “Let’s just go out there and fight Chrysalis, no matter how many times she says ‘sorry’! In fact, if you won't do it, I will screw that law and fight Chrysalis by myself if I have to!”

“What?! You know that’s out of the question! Rule #12 in the ‘Benevolent Alicorn’ book states I–wait.” A light bulb lit over Twilight's head. A grin beamed from her mouth. “Of course! Why didn’t I think of it before?! Come with me; I need to write a letter telling Princess Celestia I have another idea!”

Author's Note

If anyone knows of any pictures of Celestia and/or Luna in cowboy hats, please show me! It is something I never knew I needed until I started writing this chapter.