Dear Princess Celestia,
Anon is sick, so I’m having Spike write this. I find it amusing how eager Anon was to permanently take over transcribing for me, but Spike was just as happy.
Today I learned that no matter how hard you try, you can’t help somepony who doesn’t want it, and trying to force help upon them will only lead to conflict.
Yesterday I wanted to help Fluttershy organize her house into something more spatially efficient. In theory, I thought she would welcome more room for animals, but she preferred comfort over efficiency. I didn’t believe her at first, so I rearranged her furniture while she slept. This morning, she spent two hours looking for her snake flakes before confronting me. I relented and helped her return her home to its previous state of minor disarray.
Despite my poor judgement, she forgave me and our bond of friendship remains strong.
Your faithful student,
Twilight SparkleP.S. - Anon says to tell Luna hi.