The Twelve Nights of Hearth's Warming

by Jade Ring

The Third Night

Spikey-Wikey,

Do not think me ungrateful.

Do not think me uncaring.

Please do not take this the wrong way.

Tell me; what am I supposed to do with these three Prench hens? You know I abhor the outdoors and all manner of field work. I suppose you thought I would enjoy a steady supply of fresh eggs... in which case you'd be right. So in that case, I will thank you for this latest gift. Admittedly, it was a bit of a hassle hiring Applejack to build me a coop in the backyard, but Sweetie Belle assures me that she will assume the responsibility of bringing in the eggs and feeding the hens.

She has named the hens Larry, Feathery, and Moe by the way. I have no idea where she's getting these names.

As to the other birds you've given me, I've noticed that Chirp and Dale are treating Tweety strangely. They seem to be avoiding him, distancing themselves from him. Ah well, no worries. I'm sure it will be fine. Thank you again for the gifts, Spikey, but believe me; you have been generous enough.

Still yours,

Rarity

Comments

[OmniFox]

Aren't hens usually female?