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// From HRH Luna, RE: Letter 76 
// Story: To: Anon, From HRH Sunbutt. 
// by Snow 
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Dear Anon,

I write on behalf of my hungover older sister while tormenting her with overly peppy 'morning pony' attitude. You may feel this to be a cruelty beyond what she deserves, but I was forced to haul up the fat-flanked drama-queen of a star after putting my Moon to bed, and as always when I am forced to this labor, I feel the need for a mild form of vengeance upon my elder sister.

I know not what she feeds that thing nor how she could spoil a giant ball of plasma and nuclear fury such that it pitches a fit if anypony dares to haul its heavy rear into the sky, but I am entitled to the sweet sounds of Celestia begging me to close the curtains, for it happens but once in ten blue moons.

I digress, however. I would be happy to have you fetched from dear Twilight's home post haste, and shall even prepare the regrowth spell myself!

Truly Twilight does make too great a fuss that her mother sees fit to care for her and correct her faults, for she is blessed with a powerful and wise matriarch, and I have great faith that Twilight's incidents shall at least half in frequency, neigh, quarter!

I shall see you upon the turn of an hour - and do bring your box of loud music disks, for my sister has a most unfortunate headache. SHE SHALL LEARN NOT TO TELL THE STORY OF MINE YOUTH AND THE MONSTER BORN OF ALFALFA AND BUTTERFLIES!

Your friend,
'Moonshine'