'Derpy' flew towards the next house, albeit clumsily, occasionally crashing into something. So far, no one is suspicious. Either I'm really good at this acting thing, or these ponies are just really stupid., she thought. She giggled a little at that. Next letter... Twilight Sparkle, Golden Oaks Library. Wait, what?! Princess Twilight lives here?! That means the other elements are probably here too. Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!
"Hi, Derpy!" Whose voice was that?
"Ah! Pinkie Pie! You startled me! How did you get up here?" Pinkie giggled.
"You're only three feet up. It isn't really too hard to get up here."
"Oh. Hehe." 'Derpy' blushed. Roughly five seconds later, she crashed into a window, and managed to fly through it by opening it with her flailing.
"Ow! Oh, hi Derpy." 'Derpy' hopped off of her and bowed.
"Hello, Princess Twilight. I have your mail." 'Derpy' pulled out the letter. "There's no return address, so I don't know who it's from."
"Thank you, Derpy. Also, there's no need for formalities. You don't have to bow, and you can just call me Twilight." Twilight took the letter. While reading, she went through a number of expressions, including a rage face, depression face, duck face, and a very, very, very deep blush.
"Twilight, why are you blushing?", 'Derpy' asked. Despite not seeming possible, Twilight blushed harder, looking like she went apple-bobbing in paint.
"O-oh, j-just a l-letter f-from... someone. A-anyway, aren't you supposed t-to be doing something important? Like delivering m-mail?" 'Derpy' giggled.
"Probably. We'll talk about this again, Twilight. Anyway, bye." Derpy flew out, occasionally crashing into a bookcase.
"Pinkie must throw a party! She is excited that Twilight has a crush. Pinkie must go make the plans! Yes." Twilight sighed.Pinkie recently learned about YouTube. I get that. And she watched the entire 'Rainbow Dash Presents' series, so now she talks with a Swedish accent. I get that, too. But she forces Spike to sound Scottish. I don't get that.
"So, what was all that about, then?", Spike asked.
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'Derpy continued on her route, being a klutz to emphasize the point. "Last package... Rarity, Carousal Boutique." She flew towards the renowned fashion store, and once she got there, she somehow managed to get trapped.
"Rarity, Derpy's stuck in the mailbox again!" Sweetie Belle started pulling on the legs of the very confused victim of the horror that was a slightly rusty mailbox door. There was a muffled 'I just don't know what went wrong!' that came from the mailbox.
"Sweetie Belle, how is it possible that she always manages to do that? Hang on, I'm coming out." The purple haired fashionista emerged from the building. Her cat, Opalescence, with her usual superior look, stayed in her cat bed, knowing they probably wouldn't need her to help.
"I don't know, Rarity."
"Well, in any case, if she's here, she has mail." They heard a muffled 'Meowth, that's right!*' from inside the mailbox.
'Derpy' popped out of the mailbox a little later. "Here's a package from some fabric company."
"A-a-a... package?!"
"Yes, and it's kind of heavy." Rarity swooned and fainted. Sweetie Belle and 'Derpy' leaned over her, looked at her, looked at each other, then shrugged. "Well, that escalated quickly." Sweetie Belle gave her a 'WTF' look, then ran off towards the CMC clubhouse. 'Derpy' looked at her watch. She realized she had a slumber party to go to in five minutes. Give or take a few hours because she didn't own a watch.