Dear Gilda--yes Gabriella, I'm writing a letter right now so you can send it, so could you please be patient?!
...Ahem. Gilda.
Who is this girl? Or more specifically, what have I done to deserve this gabbing postal griffon that refuses to leave my room until I give her some letter, ANY letter to deliver? Did you send her away so she wouldn’t bother you anymore? If so, I respect that and have a full understanding of why you did so.
This does not mean I like you for it.
My ears are starting to bleed from her story about how she saw you getting friendship lessons from Pinkie and Rainbow, and because of that she wanted to see more ponies. Now after some thing she prattled on about getting a cutie mark--she didn't, despite waving around a painted wooden shield that she claims is her cutie mark. Adorable, but also pretty cuckoo if you ask me--and getting a ‘cuteceanera’ from Pinkie, she wants to see ALL the ponies whilst making her mail deliveries in and out of Griffonstone, and unfortunately one of those deliveries happened to come to me.
She. Won't. Shut. Up. About. This. In the time it took for me to summarize what she said, she recanted this story to me in intricate detail twice over. And a third time happening right now, as she’s blissfully unaware of my commentary as she prattles on about how huge of a Crusaders fan she is and how they helped her with her… cutie mark problem. A problem, mind you, that I cannot believe exists for anyone but the strongly misinformed and/or stupefyingly naive. Fortunately for her, she happened to be both.
Still, miss Gabby Gullible managed to get her ducks in a row thanks to the collective mind behind Gabby Gums, except they focused on being truthful this time. I… should actually take some notes on this for the other little ‘children’ under my care. On another note, said children probably shouldn’t communicate with Gabby. Ever. Under no circumstances should they talk, because the talking would have no foreseeable end--Oh horseapples, why is she here now of all times?!
Uh, I’m extremely busy writing some mail, Sunny! Don’t want to be disturbed!
No, it’s not a new friend on the other side of the door! It’s just a postal griffon. A very chatty, highly excitable postal griffon.
You can’t see her right now, because I’ve just finished the letter and she needs to go deliver it ASAP! Here, take it! Take it now before she gets in the ro--
Oh, double horseapples. They locked eyes with each other.
Welp, I guess I can wave goodbye to my beauty sleep. Unless... Gilda, you wouldn't happen to have a good recommendation for earplugs, would you? Please respond as soon as miss Gabby delivers it.
Best regards (and a plea for help),
Princess Celestia
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I feel bad for Celestia, Gabby was adorable, but she talked more than PINKIE PIE.
And then they gabbed.
Haha. Gabby was an adorable spastic.
Don't care. Gabby is adorable!
Doesn't she have a spell to cancel out certain sounds? Like annoying prattling.
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"I can and already do use that for the daytime. It's when I'm trying to sleep problems shall arise, as I can't maintain it while sleeping.
I'd bet my crown those two would talk clean through the night and straight on to the morning. Hence I need a fantastic pair of earplugs, or I'll go insane from sleep deprivation.
...Aaaand I just said that as if things aren't insane enough for me as is."
Yeah, this one's going to be tricky. Hopefully Celestia can guide them out of earshot of her bedroom... though she'll be herding at least 0.5 cats.
You're lucky that the Pink One isn't with Gabby, Celestia. If she was, then your room will be filled endless chatter from all sides, and there would be no escape from their endless ramblings.
That being said, I loved Gabby in "The Fault of Our Cutie Marks."
7559432 So have Luna do it at night, that is when she does her work right?
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"Oh my, surely I hadn't considered that option already when I know exactly what her prescribed treatment would be.
A good old-fashioned whack to the noggin with Brutus, lest ye forgot. I don't think repeated concussive blows to the head every night is a viable insomnia treatment over an extended period of time."
Is Gabbie the Scrappy-Doo of MLP:FiM?
(Maybe Celestia can get away to Las Pegasus for a bit to clear her mind ...)
minds?
Tia could always banish herself to the moon.
7559114 Pinkie will probably break the 4th wall (again) to escape, putting up with Powerpuff girls (Double Rainboom) would be easier.
7559676 Do you not have the option of enchanting some simple earmuffs to enhance their sound blocking properties? If not I think Brutus may actually be a workable solution in this instance, just target the cause rather than the symptoms.