Dear Bright Beam,
Well I have decided the time has come. I have decided the time has come to have you fulfill part of your destiny. In a couple of days my hot sister and I will be coming down to celebrate something big. I am going to reverse the come to life spell I put on Phyllis and take her home. That means that you will be promoted to the position of head mare. Like I have said, you are like the daughter I'll never have unless Twilight and I decide to use freaky fertility magic on one another during horn sex.
Now don't worry about not having a Vice head mare, I have decided to promote Sugar Belle to the position because Twilight and I know she will be perfect for the position. See you in a couple of days.
So Proud of You,
Starlight Glimmer
P.S. Your living quarters will now be much better. I would let you take over the castle but Twilight has other plans for it, plans that will really piss off that sub-par protege of hers. We have however seized the mansion of one of the rich bitches down there for failure to pay her taxes. What was Silver Spoon's home shall now be your home! Don't worry about having to clean a place that big, we have maids that we will send in to take care of that. Also, you will be getting a 50,000 bit promotion bonus plus you will be paid three times what you were as Vice head mare.
Dear Starlight,
Really? My time to be head mare has arrived? I want to thank you for the promotion and I promise that I won't let you or Twilight down. Now that is really sweet that I'll be getting not just a big mansion but also maids to take care of the place. I am also happy that you think I am deserving of such a big pay raise and a huge bonus! I'm not sure what I'll do with all of it but I'll likely donate that bonus to a cat sanctuary outside of Manehattan since I love cats so much....and since I'll have my own mansion I think I'll adopt a cat, most likely a black one since they don't get adopted as frequently as others do. Again, thank you so much!
Happy You're Promoting Me,
Bright Beam
P.S. If she wouldn't be such a bitch, I think it would be funny if Luster had to come clean the place every now and then. I can't help but wonder how bitchy she'd be if you made her be my maid on Sundays since that is her spa day.
Dear Bright Beam,
You want Luster as a maid on Sundays? Consider it done! I don't like her much and seeing her get all worked up by taking her away from those slutty spa twins on the day they were going to devote to her will be sweet!
Giving You a Maid,
Twilight Sparkle
Dear Luster Dawn,
Guess what, my incredibly sexy sister's vastly superior protege has been promoted to head mare of the friendship school! Isn't that sweet? You know something, if you weren't such a self-entitled bitch who thinks the world owes her everything, maybe you could have some sort of role there too. Unfortunately for you though, you are nothing more than a disappointment who fails miserably at everything and that is why you are relegated to doing shit that is beneath Bright Beam.
Speaking of Bright Beam, did you know that my sexy sister is giving her a 50,000 bit bonus and tripling her pay? Also, one of the wealthy families down there didn't pay their taxes and we seized their mansion. Since she is so good at doing her job, Bright Beam is moving into it in a couple of days and you know, she will be needing maids. Guess what, as your superior and owner, I am going to force you to go and help the other maids clean on Sundays! You know what that means, no more spa Sundays for you!
Making You Be Bright Beam's Maid,
Goddess-Queen Twilight Sparkle
Dear Twibitch,
What the fuck? Not only are you two promoting that little ass kisser to head mare but you are also giving her a massive pay raise, a huge bonus and a fucking mansion? I would love to know how much she has kissed your ass for you to love her just as much as Starlight does. You know what, more and more I'm really wondering why I fucking try. Bright Beam has advanced so much yet here I am having to put up with acquaintances who barely tolerate me and I constantly have to put up with getting shot down by Bunny Girl. You have no idea how miserable I am. Hell, I'd rather still be up in Canterlot getting horn raped by my study mates than having to put up with this because at least I got horn sex up there.
And to make matters worse you are making me be the ass kisser's fucking maid on my spa day? I want to know something, what are you bitches going to do if I refuse and simply hide out in the spa? I honestly don't get why the fuck you are giving her maids and tons of money. Now if she were running a huge corporation like my dad is I could understand it but all she does is run your damn school, take the students on trips to Las Pegasus and goes gambling....and always fucking wins big money on the slot machines.
You know what? I'm finished with this. I fucking quit. I can no longer handle being shit on while you two treat Bright Beam like she is a beloved family member. Perhaps I should just move to a big city back east and work a street corner, it would beat being shit on by you all the time.
Quitting,
Luster Dawn
Dear Luster,
Don't you even think about quitting. If you do quit, I will drag your ass back up here, kill your parents in front of you and seize all your precious daddy's assets. To top that off, I will transform you into an immortal Alicorn, one with minimal powers and then give you as a gift to my old friends! I'm sure they'd love you, especially Colgate. After a month or so with them, you'd be begging to be back in this situation so choose wisely bitch. Which is it, my old friends or this situation?
Making Sure You Don't Quit,
Goddess-Queen Twilight Sparkle
Dear Twibitch,
Fine, I'll stay put. I'm only staying so you won't give me to your old friends because I certainly don't feel like being their sex slave for all eternity. Just so you know though, I don't give a shit about my parents. I hate them a lot for not reading the fucking fine print and basically giving me to you. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to the spa, I could really use some loving right about now.
Hating Your Guts,
Luster Dawn