TCB: SG interlude 1: Letters.
Written by a Psyco, kryxel
Fixed stuff at party-cannon point: ray10K
Pinkie Pie blew up a balloon, and let it loose as Twilight came through the door of the cramped but highly appreciated motor stable.
"Mail’s here girls!" Twilight said, passing out the scrolls and envelopes.
"Hey girls. Ah am supposed ta tell you, that Applebloom says "hello," and she hopes we c'n come back ta Equestria soon," Applejack said with a grin.
"Oh, how thoughtful Applejack. After we finish here we need to get on the first flight, ASAP. Our sisters need us!" Rarity said with her usual sense of drama.
Dash hovered nearby her pile, and kept tossing out letters as she spoke.
"Oh... Scootaloo... Please... What good is a little... Scootaloo... Sister if they don’t... Scootaloo... Do anything for yo...WOO HOO! I have been pre-approved for a dashter card!" rainbow straightened out her wings and sailed out the door to go send for the card.
"Pinkie. There is one for you too. Comes from a place called... Ooh tah?" Twilight read, slightly confused at the name of the place. “Made a human friend already?”
"No silly, that’s from my sister, Inky." Pinky bounced over and grabbed the scroll. She trotted off to her own part of the stable and broke the wax seal on the scroll to read it.
My dearest sister. I am writing to you from my new location in southern Utah.
We have opened the doors to the new bureau, and as usual, all sorts of people from all different trots of life have come together in this place.
I want to reiterate that this place seems to be almost like Equestria... save for the presence of the massive highways and buildings.
One of the things I noticed first is that they have amazing color in their hills. Almost a rust red with patches of lime and green.
The people of St. George like their parks and recreational facilities as much as the humans like their "fast" food. Why it is called that I am still unsure about. I watched a French Fry for days and it did not move an inch.
But no matter.
Another thing I have noticed is that they also like to throw parties. You would love it here.
Every Thursday there is some sort of "street fair" on one of the roadways. They have things to win and things to buy. Musical entertainment and food.
But those are not the things that remind me of Equestria.
What really reminds me of Equestria is the mood here. Unlike some places like California and New New New York, people here feel kinder, more caring.
Not a forced kind of caring.
It felt more like the time we saw your first party, back on the rock farm. If it was any more calm and peaceful people would be dancing in the streets and singing to Celestia’s sun.
Love and tolerance. That is the best way I can describe this feeling. Like this entire state is one big family.
I guess what I am saying is, when you have time, could you come and visit me in Utah?
We would sure like to have you. And the people would surely enjoy a visit from the ambassadors of Equestria.
And I would like to see my sister again and catch up with her.
sin-cere,
Inkamina Octavia Pie
Pinkie smiled and rolled up the letter. She sets it in her saddlebag and looks up at the photo hanging above her bed. A picture of a stallion, a mare and three fillies. Two of which had straight hair, and one with hair that looked like cotton candy after a storm.
"Without wax, sister... I will see you soon."
She kissed her hoof and held it up to the picture, as Celestia’s golden sun set behind her.