The Twelve Nights of Hearth's Warming

by Jade Ring

The Seventh Night

Spike,

ENOUGH WITH THE BIRDS!

THERE ARE NOW SEVEN SWANS SWIMMING IN MY BATHTUB!

I appreciate their beauty, but Spike why SEVEN?!

There are broken goose eggs all over my house and I suspect that has something to do with the arcane ritual Sweetie Belle was performing in my room. She mentioned it had something to do with “visiting the wrath of the Old Ones upon the Devourer of Innocents.” It was hard paying attention as the colly birds won't stop singing ever since Chirp vanished.

It's almost as if they're afraid I'll forget there are four of them. Spike, I'm going to write this as large as I can.

STOP.

STOP BEING GENEROUS.

STOP GIVING ME THINGS.

STOP.

WITH.

THE.

BIRDS.

I trust I've made my point.

Believe me, I will be having a word with Twilight once I'm caught up on my work. Fluttershy too. Why does she keep giving you these animals?

Sincerely,

Rarity