Dear Princess Celestia,
While it's natural to be proud of the things that you do well, I've learned that it's also easy to take that pride too far. It took the actions of one Mare Do Well to realize that
Rainbow Dash stared at the parchment under the flickering light of a lone candle, her quill hanging poised in the air as she wrestled with her own thoughts. Sighing, she glanced at the wastebasket, where her first attempt lay in a crumpled ball. Rainbow let her head hit the desk with a resounding thump.
"Dash?"
A violet figure sat up in bed, squinting across the room through sleep-bleared eyes. "What are you doing up?"
Rainbow didn't move. The bed squeaked softly as Twilight arose, joining Dash at the desk. Her eyes softened as they fell upon the half-finished report. "Rainbow... do you... want to talk about it?"
Dash kept her head down while she considered her response. No matter how deeply she dug, she couldn't seem to find a single shred of remorse... only hurt.
"Why?"
Twilight blinked. "What?"
"Why'd you feel the need to go behind my back like that? Why didn't you girls just talk to me about this? I... I would've understood."
Twilight flinched. She reached for Dash, who flinched away from her touch.
"Rainbow Dash, I... you were out of control." The argument fell flat even in her own ears.
Rainbow nodded, her eyes squeezed shut. "I know that. Still... why couldn't you have just trusted me?"
Twilight opened her mouth, immediately closing it again. "You're right, Dash," she murmured at last. "You weren't the only one that made a mistake." A ravenous smile abruptly crossed her face, and she leaned down to Rainbow's ear. "I promise I'll make it up to you," she purred, running a silken hoof along the base of Dash's stiffening wings.
Rainbow let out a shuddering breath, smirking up at the unicorn. "Point taken. Just let me finish this real quick."
Two hours later, the pair were sound asleep, locked in an embrace of mutual forgiveness.
Dear Princess Celestia,
While it's natural to be proud of the things that you do well, I've learned that it's also easy to take that pride too far. It took the actions of one Mare Do Well to realize that, which actually turned out to be the work of all five of my friends.
I admit, it hurt to learn that my best friends decided to scheme and plot rather than come to me directly. But that's the great thing about friendship... it stands strong in spite of mistakes.
Loyal always,
Rainbow Dash