Letters From A Disgruntled Friendship Student
by milesprower06
It's About Time
Dear Princess Celestia,
Alright, first off...you love this new hairstyle? Are you kidding me? Let's see you with it. Hey Spike, royal smartass at 11 o'clock, singe away!
Second, I need a few more lessons in not creating time paradoxes. If I had known that the spell in the Canterlot Archives would send me back in time, and freak out my past self, then why did I do it? Because if I didn't do it, that her freaking out never would've happened, and then this timeline wouldn't have existed? But if I never would've done...ugh, fuck it. I'm not doing this.
Also, “You're not scientifically possible”? I can't believe I said that. Yeah, time travel isn't scientifically possible; in a world where the sun and moon are LIFTED from the ground by magical alicorns, and friendship can be used as a weapon.
Well, at least I know my late night pacing interrupts Spike's cream dreams, so I guess I'll keep those up, until he starts having them about me instead of Rarity.
Well, that's all for now. I have to go tell Pinkie to stop stashing shit in my fireplace.
Your former time lord,
Twilight Sparkle