A letter to Princess Celestia (What is love?)
It was one in the morning in Equestria. The moon was crowning the skies, and Twilight Sparkle couldn't sleep; she had too many things trotting around in her head to sleep. The little lavender pony got out of her bed and lit a candle to head downstairs, making sure not fall down like last time.
Everything was quiet in the library, not a sound. Twilight relaxed, until the same thing that prevented her from sleeping came back in her mind. With a dim glow of purple magic, a drawer opened, one quill and one sheet of paper flown to the table for her to write on
Dear Princess Celestia,
This is not a friendship letter; these are questions I wanted to ask you as a mentor, and as a friend.
I have been depressed for the past week, and I have no idea why, but this is not what I wanted to talk about. A stallion saw that I was feeling down and took the situation in hoof. He's been coming here at the library just to visit, he's even been helping me with some of my studies. We've even gone out and and fun together, just like a real date. I feel like I’ve fallen in love with this Stallion, but I don't know how to express myself to him, I've tried talking but my words got out in gibberish, I tried to send him letters but that would sound too tacky, the worst one yet is a portable calling device that records the voice of a pony and sends it to the other pony in a matter of nanoseconds, but realized that was a very stupid idea.
Now that I have been thinking about it, I never told you his qualities. He's kind, honest, a bit loopy at times, but who hasn't been? He's quite tall, very strong and best of all, he likes the same kinds of books as I do! I think we share a lot in common, don't you? I also feel a little weird about loving him. I known him since I came to ponyville and can't imagine telling my friends who he is; he's often overlooked but always being compared to Big Macintosh, pretty strange if you ask me.
His sister hates me... I don't even know what I did wrong! I mean, I'm always nice to her and I even helped her with her homework, but she still stares at me with a look of pure disgust on her face. Ether she hates me for no reason, or she has a big brother complex. If so, why couldn't it be on her other big brother? I don't find this fair, but we can't please everypony...
Twilight sighed at the thought of the little brat trying to ruin their third date shopping trip around town.
I don't really know when I realized liked him, I think It's after he saved me from that horseshoeshine machine that pinkie made. That dang thing tried to kill me! It trapped my hooves and tried to crush them! I'm never stepping in a Pinkie-made machine ever again...
She faced hoofed. "I'm going off on a tangent, aren’t I?"
Before I run out of place to write, can you answer me this question Princess? If friendship is magic, what is love?
P.S/ Rainbow Dash's test are negative. Why did you want a DNA test with her? Did you believe you were her mother or something? Well, that would explain the hair color...
I also did the test with me first to see if the machine worked, and I got some pretty strange results. You and me were about fifty percent alike. I guess we use the same shampoo! How funny!
Your faithful student: Twilight Sparkle
Twilight rolled up the letter and went to the kitchen, and then magicked out some black pepper from a cupboard.
The lavender mare went up stairs with her items. Went she reached Spike’s room, she bent over Spike, and poured some pepper on his nose and waited for the green flame to appear. The small green flare engulfed the rolled letter, burned it and sent the paper to Princess Celestia.
Twilight sighed, and walked back to her bedroom, to fall asleep in a heap on her bed.
A letter to Princess Celestia (What is love?)
Princess Celestia got up at four in the morning like always, to rise the sun slowly before the ponies from her land could wake up. However, when she went to her balcony to do it, she saw a letter from Twilight Sparkle, her prize pupil.
She opened the note, making her skies glow with light it needs to live
Dear Princess Celestia...
"Blah blah blah...."
"Uh huh..."
"Oh....."
"....OH...."
"This is..."
The Princess was having all kinds of reactions to her disciple's letter.
"P.S ..."
"Oh my mother!..." Celestia floated a large blue quill and a sheet of paper in front of her.
Good morning my dear Twilight Sparkle,
I must say that I wasn't expecting a letter like this one so soon. If you could give me his name I could make my private ninjas research what he does. Before you object, it's not stalking if it is for a good reason. And he’s helping in your studies? He’s a keeper! I thought your ideas for a portable calling/talking device is a good idea, but I do not know how in will be powered. Perhaps you could make a wire connecting to a wind powered turbine so It would always have energy; a great home device we could use daily. I will talk with some of my engineer to see if it will be possible.
What do you mean by loopy and overlooked? I said he was a keeper, but if he’s a couple screws short of a cabinet, you got a serious problem, no offense sweetie. Overlooked and compared, Big Macintosh is probably a close friend of his, but all the mares look at him instead of your crush, is that it? If so, make him seem more than what your friends label him as, but not too much, you don't want Rarity, Applejack or Fluttershy coming after him. Or heavens forbid, Pinkie Pie. It's not that I don't like her, It's that I can't understand what's going on in her head... that scares me...
Princess Celestia felt chills down her spine.
This little sister reminds me of someone I know with a big brother complex... and I think you know her. That little sister is just jealous, bring her next time you go on a date with this colt, she might warm up to you.
You really make me question your intelligence sometime Twilight Sparkle; who would step in a Pinkie Pie made machine without testing it first!? It's too dangerous for anypony to try, next time ask Rarity for a mannequin... just for the safety of others... Please!
No Twilight, I did not think I was Rainbow Dash's mother, what you have in your disposition is not a DNA machine, It's a Shampoo machine. I am actually really jealous of Rainbow's mane colors and I thought it might be the soap she uses. I like my mane but I can't seem to make it more flashy, I don't really like the dim pastel look they have lately... bad mane days...
P.S. Love is... There’s nothing I can't say about it, you know what it is, you feel what it is.
From all of her jealousy heart, Princess Celestia
I will be waiting for your next friendship letter.
The Scroll beamed with intensity and disappeared.
"I think I'll send my ninjas.... Just in case...."
