Letters from an Irritated Princess

by Tired Old Man


Don't Trash My Elite Suite, Part 2

Twilight Sparkle,

I was wondering when you were going to write to me about your birthday party. I would have sent you a lovely present and everything, but this request of yours is even better.

Of course I'll let you have your birthday here, Twilight. What sort of ruler would I be if I didn't handout a few concessions to my best student from time to time, especially when you worded it so nicely? "Can I have my party at your place, please?" So classy.

Given that Rarity is still here--I'm slightly disappointed she didn't have time for me in her schedule, but then again, neither did I--I'm sure she'll be delighted to see you and your friends come so you'll all be able to celebrate your birthday together.

To top things off, I'll even let you have the ballroom. Janitor Jenkins has already cleaned up the mess from the last party, so you're free to decorate and mess it up as you please. Make it a blast; a big one, at that!

Oh, but the only caveat is that it'll be right next to the garden party I'm also hosting the same night for a few... nobles. However, I'm certain there won't be any issues with that arrangement. None at all.

I'll see you when you arrive, my student. Oh, and tell Pinkie to pack extra streamers. Seems like a silly thing to ask, but I'm certain she'll easily accommodate it.

Love,

Princess Celestia

Whew, no Luna in sight. She stole one of my cupcakes, but I still have three--

Two. There’s… there’s two left.

Luna, remove that confection from your aura this instant!

No no! Don't you do it! Don't you open your mouth!

Last chance, sister! Put your tongue back in your mouth and away from the vanilla frosting. I mean it, don’t you take a bi--

...okay. So you want to play hardball? Alright, I'm game.