“Do you think…she forgot us?” Velvet asked, looking to her husband.
“Twilight? No,” he said, far too quickly, giving his son a darting glance. “She’s just…very busy. Ponyville hasn’t had a librarian in years, you know. She’s got a lot to do, cataloging, evaluating the collections, planning events—”
“So she forgot us,” Velvet said, a quaver in the words.
“No, Mom,” Shining Armor said, reaching over to rest a hoof on her shoulder. “I know Twilight thinks about us all the time.”
Velvet looked at the ground and sniffled. “I just wish…she’d think of us…in writing….”
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