Letters From a Little Princess Monster updates tomorrow. Also preview and plugs. · 3:15am Jun 17th, 2015
Mirror
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I’m done with the last three chapters in the Lessons in Flight arc and have started writing on the Mirror ~ rorriM arc (despite obvious problems with the 'mirrored text' web tools). I think I’ve gotten Lessons beaten down to a few typos, so I’m going to go ahead and start posting it tomorrow morning, which will be Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Also, I'm trying out the 'tags' feature of Fimfiction, and probably goofing it up. Bear with me.
The Writeoff.me short story contest will start up this weekend, so that will chew up my time more than our cherry tree (It’s picking time, and no you can’t have any unless you come over and help pick).
A few of my favorites have updated, like Quizzical Greystone and the Basements of Doom, in which the little ponies of Ponyville get to experience excitement, thrills, and other such things that make poor Quiz ill. Also Project Sunflower - Harmony the well worth it sequel to Project: Sunflower. And, of course, CommanderX5’s Nightmare Moon’s Tiny Adversary which I’ve been trying to help edit whenever I have time. (Seriously, editing seems harder than writing)
Below the break, get a sneak peek at what Monster and her little friends have been up to.
Preview of next chapter
“Mister Rich?” announced the intercom on his desk. “You have a visitor.”
“Do they have an appointment?” he replied, almost positive that he could hear “I’ll pick you up at ten” in the background.
“He’s a Royal Courier,” said his secretary, adding in a rough whisper that was probably not supposed to go across the intercom, “Stop nibbling on my neck! He’ll hear you.”
“Send him in please, Miss Henweigh,” he said before a careful press to the intercom’s ‘off’ button.
After a few moments, a tall and quite handsome grey stallion wearing sunglasses and a sharp Royal Courier cap strode into his office. At first glance, the sunglasses seemed excessive in the confines of the office, but a second glance showed the broad expanse of membranous wings tucked up on the stallion’s flanks that indicated the courier was one of Luna’s nocturne pegasi, who were not normally seen during the daytime.
“Good morning,” said the stallion, his hoof already reaching out to grasp Rich’s similarly extended limb for a brisk shake. “I am Courier Insomnia of the Royal Equestrian Courier Service. You would be Filthy Rich, father to Diamond Tiara, correct?”
“Yes, I am,” said Rich with a mixture of foreboding over whatever Diamond might have possibly done to gather the attention of Princess Luna and a sense of anticipation along the same lines.
“I have a letter for you.” He retrieved it from his saddlebag and hoofed it over to Filthy Rich before standing rather calmly in place, obviously waiting for the letter to be opened. At Rich’s curious look, the courier continued, “I have orders to remain until after you have read the letter, and then to return any response you might have to the sender.”
“Hm. That’s odd,” said Rich as he applied a letter opener to the stiff envelope and examined the contents. Raising one eyebrow to look at the impassive courier, he added, “This must be some sort of joke. It’s written in crayon.”
“It’s no joke, I assure you,” said the courier.
“It has to be,” said Rich, holding the letter in one hoof. “Listen to this. Dear Diamond Tiera’s daddy. Your daughter was mean to Scootaloo and almost got her killed. This letter is to tell you what she did so you can punish her. Signed, Princess Flower Twilight Monster.” He waved the letter at the courier. “It’s not funny, Courier Insomnia. I want you to tell me who sent this letter so that I can have them arrested and thrown in jail.”
“Twilight Sparkle. And I have a second letter from her which is to be delivered to Diamond Tiara’s mother.”
Filthy Rich paused with his mouth open and his mind whirling in confusion. After a long moment, he sat down at his desk and placed the letter in front of him, clearing away the stacks of paper with one sweep of a hoof. “According to the newspapers, Twilight Sparkle is in Neighpal, consulting with the Wise Gnus of the Golden Hoof.”
The courier shrugged. “According to my own eyes, just a few minutes ago Twilight Sparkle was in the Ponyville Golden Oak library, under the supervision of Trixie Lulamoon, Princess Celestia’s private student.”
“Wait. She’s a little alicorn, isn’t she?” asked Filthy Rich with mixed shock and possibly horror.
“Yes,” said Insomnia, although after a moment he added, “Twilight. Not Trixie. Thank the stars.”
After examining the folded piece of paper for nearly a minute, Filthy Rich sat it to one side. “Courier Insomnia, I’ve never been able to find Diamond’s mother. As far as I know, she’s still in Manehattan somewhere. She ran away when she found out she was with foal, and I was just barely lucky enough several months later to find Diamond at an orphanage. Since then, I’ve spent considerable money on investigators and taken trips back there several times every year in the hopes that I might see her in one of our favorite places, but I’ve never been able to find her. It’s like she evaporated into thin air after giving up Diamond for adoption.”
“We’ll find her,” said Insomnia with a small smile. “We always find them⁽¹⁾. Would you like us to pass along a message when we deliver the letter, Mister Rich?”
Without taking his eyes off the letter, Filthy Rich sat for a long, long time before taking a deep breath and shaking his head. “No. She ran away from me and hid. I thought we had something special, but I’ve just been deluding myself all these years. She doesn’t want anything to do with me or our daughter. Just throw that letter away, Courier Insomnia. It will save your organization a lot of futile searching.”
“No, sir. The Royal Equestrian Courier Service does not fail.”
“If you say so,” said Rich with a dismissive wave of one hoof. “Go on, and let me get back to work.”
“Just as soon as you’ve read the letter, sir.” The courier nodded towards the folded piece of paper.
With a stiff frown, Filthy Rich began unfolding the paper. “It’s just—”
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Not quite Monster, but very close. (I
OOTS )
Ooh, looking forward to this. I absolutely adore this version of Twilight
Looking forward to it! I love how real the characters of this story feels to me, Trixie, Twilight and Luna specifically.
Oooooooh, I cannot WAIT for these chapters
I need to know what happens next!!!