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// A Health of Information 
// Story: Letters From A Disgruntled Friendship Student 
// by milesprower06 
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Additional contributions by MixMassBasher.





Dear Fluttershy,

So let me get this straight. You risked the life of a friend, causing them to become afflicted with an as-of-yet incurable disease... Because you wanted moss that made oxen coats shinier.

Congratulations, Fluttershy. You're the new Rarity.

Sincerely,
Princess Twilight Sparkle





Dear Fluttershy,

Thanks for getting rid of Twilight. I think she wanted to try some food fetishes with me after our food off.

Your friend,
Spike





Dear Fluttershy,

I thought you once said that you wanted to be a tree? Why did you cure yourself!?! I would have had one less annoying pony friend to deal with.

Pissed off,
Twilight Sparkle





Dear Cattail,

Do you have any more of those disease-spreading flowers? I may have some use for them on somepony.

-Fluttershy






A long time ago….


All was silent at the Hayseed Swamp, Mage Meadowbrook was busy tending to yet another patient. The sound of coughing was soon heard breaking the silence of the swamp. Mage Meadowbrook ignored said coughing and fed her patient some medicine, curing the pony of the disease instantly. Meadowbrook smiled content with her job as a healer. However, she could not shake the feeling that something disastrous would soon be going down in the bayou.

“Caw! Caw!” came the sound of a crow that just perched itself on Meadowbrook’s window. From the crow’s claw a scroll was dropped, rolling to her hooves.

With yet another loud caw, the crow flew away, with it, a murder of crows followed. Curious, Mage Meadowbrook opened up the scroll.



Dear Mage Meadowbrook,

The plague will have to wait. Something more dire approaches. We need your diligence to prevail!

Your fellow pillar,
Star Swirl the Bearded