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// Filli Vanilli 
// Story: Responses To A Disgruntled Friendship Student 
// by keaton-furman-prower 
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Dear Fluttershy:

Do you honestly think I care if Fax Machine gets turned into a cozy? I mean, a fucking cozy would be less useless than him now!

With love(?), Princess Twilight Sparkle





Dear everypony:

I swear, the next time I start singing around my cottage I’m going to have an army of trained bears to rip apart anypony stupid enough to try to spy on me. I regret to have to do this, but I see no other way to make everypony understand that I want ponies to stop pestering me into singing in front of large crowds.

Sincerely, Fluttershy.

P.S.: Oh, who am I kidding? I don’t regret letting my bears loose on anypony!





Dear Pinkie Pie:

Hey, do you want some more jerkass-weed?

Your favorite drug dealer, Princess Celestia.

P.S.: Don't act like you don't want it. I know how much you love smoking this shit!





Dear Big Mac:

Don't make me tie you up and sell you as a sex toy to Twilight.

Your horny sister, Applejack.





Dear Applejack:

If you’re going to sell your brother, you’re going to need a replacement, right?

And it would have to be a really horny replacement, am I right?

And you probably don’t know anypony else who’d be suitable for that role, right?

Your old friend, Trenderhoof.





Dear Trenderhoof:

Do you want me to call the guard and have you sold off to Princess Celestia? I’d bet you’d love to join Flash as part of her slave harem.

Your not-friend, Applejack.