Dear Discord,
I was very pleased to see that you'd received the invitation. Finally, my mapmakers had gone to where nopony has gone before, and it seems their rudimentary sketch of the Void Plains had served the postal workers well.
Well, 'rudimentary' is a bit of an understatement. The landmasses keep shifting around so often that they remarked their sketch was just about useless other than to identify the entrance and exit. Their field report also mentioned some anomalous activity there, things like the Black Hole of Endless White, the Upside-Down Rightside-Up Flip-Flop Box, and a flying cow. I've heard of pigs flying, but cows? Now that's ridiculous.
Anyway, I was slightly disappointed with your actions regarding Tree Hugger. I know she can be a bit grating with her attitude and general demeanor--believe me, I've been there with her many, MANY times regarding her obsession with tree conservation. She got very fired up over how an entire forest had burned away to nothing but one tree some time ago. I told her it was nothing--they would come back in due time. I've ensured that will happen, but no, she wants justice for the trees.
"They have been wronged, and deserve proper respect! Are you going to just sit there on your gilded throne and let this travesty go unpunished?!"
You would have never heard a deeper sigh in your lifetime, followed by the second-longest explanation I had to give regarding exactly who is paying for those trees. Namely, me, Granny, and Mayor Mare. The only reason she hadn't heard of it was probably because she was sleeping through the last meeting when I had explained the fire incident. I knew there was no way they wouldn't ask about it, so like a Band-Aid, I owned up to it and got it settled quickly--I paid for the environmental damage, and all of us replanted the trees. There's little left to do but wait now.
As grating as she was, she backpedaled and admitted her "chakras were out of sync"... whatever that meant. Resolved misunderstandings make for odd friendships. Actually, I wouldn't call us friends yet, but I think we're getting there. One day, it'll work out.
That, of course, does not mean you should go off and banish somepony you don't like to another dimension all willy-nilly. Let's face it--you could have done that pretty much anytime before this with me, with Twilight, all of us, but you didn't. I appreciate that leniency, but please don't make that kind of threat again. That's a punishment nopony deserves... not even self-inflicted.
Sincerely,
Princess Celestia
...wait, where's Luna? She normally comes by around now, and the Gala's done and over with...
Aha! There you are! Why are you stuck in the garden with all this smooze?
What? I can't hear you. You have some over your mouth.
I said you have some over your mouth! Gods, is it in your ears, too? Just how did all this smooze get over your head? Did it think your crown was--wait, what am I saying? Of course it did.
Okay, okay... uh, you just stay right there. I'll see if Tree Hugger is still around. She probably got lost looking for the bathroom before leaving. Jenkins will be pissed if she got locked in a closet again.
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Dear Discord,
We heard of your transdimensional portal and were intrigued. Do you realize what a boon this could be for waste disposal?
Scrap Stower
Head of Manehattan Sanitation Engineering Department.
Surprised Celestia didn't ask Tree Hugger for some of her weed.
I still think Tommy Chong as Tree Hugger would have been the best guest star on the show, since they got John de Lancie to voice Discord.
That little horsey was so baked.
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You really don't think Celestia has the best shit on the planet? Cross-breeding some of that ancient green to make the perfect smoke. Probably -have- to be immortal to survive hitting that.
Pun intended?
I think the sock puppet dimension may be the source of Pinkie's power, considering that she thinks in felt.
The evil sock puppet ----------The Laundry-mat Zone land of the missing socks
6096709 wait.. Was that the hippie from that 70s show?
6097464 That too, I guess.
This fandom makes me feel old sometimes.
NOTHING CAN STOP THE SMOOZE!
Tree Hugger: Riiiiiiiiiight.....
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Plentiful puns!
Do you think she's the one who robbed Zacoras herb cabinet
Leroy Jenkins vs The Smooze. Who wins?
Flying cows? Is that an Earthworm Jim reference I spy?
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And right here we have the next spin-off.
After the Old-Schooled Barhoppers, we have The Royal Stoner Comunity.
Say is there any guilty pleasure Celestia isn't guilty of?
at least they didn't dig up this ...
I am the lorax and i speak for the trees.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZA4k2E0ZzTk
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BDSM
for now
You expect ANYTHING involving the home of DISCORD to make sense? You disappoint me Celestia.
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Yes.
I see what you did there.
Okay, I really need to do the comments after reading each chapter!
How the hell does this pass for two years without comment?
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I just realized that...
Dang, did the forest happen to have 420 trees as well? It’d further the pun.