And you give it the meaning you desire.
It was a cold evening in Canterlot, the rays of the Sun were barely able to pierce through the thick clouds that covered the sky. Ponies everywhere were finishing their daily chores and were getting ready to head back home.
Towering above them was the Canterlot Castle, from where Princess Celestia ruled over all of Equestria, and also where a little unicorn filly, the Princess’ personal protégé, was finishing a report on her studies of the day.
“And that... is why...” said Twilight as she moved the quill over the parchment, “one must never turn solid objects into a gas.” Once she finished, she left the quill resting on the bottle of ink and held the parchment in front of her with her magic.
“Perfect!” she exclaimed as she folded the report several times and put it in an envelope. “That should be enough to calm the insurance company.”
The filly jumped from her seat, the envelop held firmly on her magic grasp. “Seriously, it’s almost as if they don’t care about Aristrotle’s magical research.” she mused as she grabbed her small saddlebags and took out a small book.
“Well, I’ve taken care of that. Let’s see what else I have to do today.” She opened the book and flipped the pages, scanning the words scribbled on them until she found what she was looking for.
“Thursday night, Thursday night…” Twilight traced the page with her hoof until she found what she was looking for “A-ha! Here it is, Thursday Night, I have… Gah!” Twilight let out a gasp that caused her to drop the book.
A frown formed on her face and her muzzle scrunched. She had dreaded this night for the past week, and now the time had come. With a small trace of anger, she muttered the words “Book Club.”
Twilight loved reading. Even at her short age, she read more books in a year than the average Canterlot household, and in the two years she had been studying under Celestia’s tutelage, she had read almost a fourth of the books in the Canterlot Library.
And even though Twilight wasn’t the most sociable of ponies, she still enjoyed hearing other ponies’ opinions; and she had had several enriching experiences in several book clubs this year, despite always being the youngest.
So, why did Twilight felt this way towards this particular book club? It was a double reason, really. One reason she wasn’t looking forward to this week’s meeting was the book they were reading, she didn’t particularly enjoy it. But the main reason was—
“Good evening, everypony!” said an older mare in an overtly excited way.
“Good evening, Mrs. Subtext,” greeted the other members of the Book Club in unison.
“Good evening, Mrs. Subtext…” said Twilight, half-heartedly.
When Twilight’s parents had enrolled her in Canterlot’s Book Club for Avid Readers, she had felt extremely excited. This was the most exclusive book club in all of Equestria, only very cult ponies were members, and Twilight had hoped she’d discuss classics of literature such as Ernest Haymingway and George Orwhinny.
Sadly, the club’s rules said that Twilight couldn’t be in the so-called “mature” level, not even in the “intermediate” level, even though Twilight had already read most of the books on its program.
No, Twilight had been sent to the “Young Readers” program, and only due to her status as the Princess’ student. This alone wasn’t too bad; Twilight had a special place in her heart for the ‘Daring Do’ series, alongside many others.
What really bothered Twilight was the mare in charge of the book club meetings.
“This week we read ‘Bright Star’s Dream’, the new young adult novel that came out last month!”
Flimsy Subtext.
Flimsy was an old friend of her mom who had landed the job of presiding the meetings of the Young Readers program of the CBC. She had always seemed like a nice mare to Twilight, her mom and Mrs. Subtext weren’t particularly close, but she often came to visit and seemed to know a lot about books; which was why Twilight had initially been excited about the Book Club.
That is, until she met the real Flimsy Subtext.
“Now, it is pretty obvious that the author tries to convey a message of empowerment through Bright Star's rebellion against societal norms,” Mrs. Subtext said with a grin on her face.
Twilight had imagined something like this would happen, Mrs. Subtext was passionate to the point of vehemence, but her points weren’t what a logical pony would call accurate, fair or well thought out.
“And how she is repressed and unjustly punished in the end is a call to reflection for the reader,” she continued, “who must not let themselves be oppressed by society.”
Once she finished, she adjusted her glasses and rubbed a hoof on her chest. Some of the colts and fillies around Twilight even clapped their hooves in admiration, and that was what bothered her the most, knowing that young impressionable minds were being shaped by such a skewed perspective.
“Now my dear young readers,” Flimsy Subtext continued, “what did you think? Don’t you agree with the views of the story?”
That was something else that bothered Twilight, whenever somepony had an interpretation that differed from Mrs. Subtext, she simply brushed it aside as ‘not really getting it’ and encouraged them to try again next time. It had gotten to the point where Twilight was the only one that openly questioned her views.
And Twilight took it upon herself to try to question Mrs. Subtext, thinking that maybe the other kids would follow her example.
So she took a deep breath and raised her hoof.
Everyone turned around to see Twilight, and the room fell silent.
“Ah, Miss Sparkle,” Flimsy smiled a forced smile and spoke in her usual saccharine tone “with what whimsical tale will you delight us this week?”
Twilight felt her left eye twitch, but managed to maintain her composure
“I just don’t think that’s really the message of the story,” she stated matter-of-factly.
Every colt and filly in the room gasped audibly, and Twilight thought one of them may have fainted, but she didn’t divert her gaze from Flimsy Subtext.
“Ah, Twilight, Twilight.” Mrs. Subtext removed her glasses and began cleaning them with a tissue. “Always so rebellious.”
Twilight found ironic that she would reprimand her for being rebellious when she had praised that aspect of the book just a minute ago.
But Twilight saved that thought for later, right now she just had one thing to say.
“I always doubted the decision of the directives of letting you in the program at such a young age.” She then put back her glasses. “But please, by all means do share with us what you think the book really is about.”
Twilight took another deep breath, and prepared herself for what she knew was coming.
“I think ‘Bright Star’s Dream’ is about a spoiled filly who gets appropriately punished for her actions.”
Mrs. Subtext guffawed. “Well, isn’t that rich” she then laughed again. “Oh, Miss Sparkle, you sure make an interesting point.” She then stood up and looked at the rest of the kids in the room. “Young Readers, here you can see a clear example of somepony projecting her own problems into the story.”
Twilight breathed slowly, just as Cadence had taught her. She still had something to say.
“Ms. Sparkle, surely you don’t really believe that that’s what the story is really about.” said Mrs. Subtext, mocking her.
Twilight smirked, and calmly continued “I do, and what’s more,” she jumped from her seat, holding a piece of paper. “the author agrees with me.”
Everyone in the room, including Mrs. Subtext, gasped again; and this time Twilight was sure somepony fainted.
Triumphantly, Twilight floated the piece of paper towards her adversary. “See for yourself.”
Dear Twilight,
I am glad to know you liked my book, and regarding your question, well, yes.
‘Bright Star’s Dream’ is a cautionary tale against foals who think they’re always right and the rest should always agree with them. And that punishment would await to those who don’t change for the better. I partly write it as a lesson to my daughter.
I don’t see why you had to ask, though. I thought I was being pretty clear in the book. Either way, I would like to thank you again for reading my story. You are a very perceptive young filly, and I encourage you to always keep reading.
Yours Truly,
Shooting Star.
"The author was signing books in Canterlot last weekend," said Twilight, a big grin plastered in her face.
The room was silent.
Mrs. Subtext had stopped reading and was just staring at the floating piece of paper.
Twilight sat back on her seat and crossed her forelegs behind her neck, satisfied.
“Well, Ms. Twilight…” Mrs. Subtext began. And Twilight was eager to hear her admit defeat.
“This is very nice, but you should remember that everypony gets a different meaning from what they read, and one shouldn’t try to find or conform to a single interpretation.”
“Buh?”
She did not just—
“Now, if that’s settled, let’s talk about next week’s book,” said Mrs. Subtext.
She did.
Twilight crossed her forelegs and sank into her chair. This day hadn’t turned out as planned, but Princess Celestia said one should always be optimistic. Maybe next week’s meeting wouldn’t turn out as bad.
“This is a personal favorite of mine,” the old mare kept talking as she rummaged through her bag, looking for the book. “And it has recently come out!” She then pulled a book with a black cover. “It’s the last installment of the ‘Sunset’ saga: ‘Coming Dusk’!”
Twilight ‘s face fell flat.
“Isn’t it exciting?” Mrs. Subtext asked while giggling “This is the conclusion of the romantic vampony story of our time!”
Twilight felt her left eye twitch.
“I am so very sorry, Flim.” Twilight Velvet kept her head down. “Twilight has a short temper, but something like this has never happened.”
“You’re damn right it hasn’t, Twi!” yelled a thoroughly disturbed Flimsy Subtext. “When was the last time somepony heard of a filly shredding every piece of paper in an entire house with a tornado of magic!?”
The paramedics finished wheeling out the last pony out of Flimsy’s house. The poor colt was covered in paper cuts, and had patches of fur missing. Twilight Velvet kept apologising profusely as Night Light waited in a carriage with their daughter.
“This is the fourth book club in seven months, Twi.” said her father while looking at the building. The broken windows and splotches of ink in the walls gave it an eerie look. It was a pity that there was still half a year until the next Nightmare Night.
His daughter avoided her gaze, too embarrassed to actually answer. Night Light stroked her mane gently. She would still be grounded, but there was no point in making her feel worse.
“Tell me.” He laid on the seat next to his daughter and spoke again. “What happened in there?” He softly tickled Twilight behind her ears. “ Did she badmouth one of your mom’s books?”
Twilight tried to stifle a laugh, but couldn’t hold it. She giggled as her dad kept tickling her, and once he stopped and she caught her breath she answered. “It’s not that…” she sat upright before continuing. “She just started talking about that new vampony book, and—”
“You mean that ‘Sunset’ thing?” Her father cut her off. “Sheesh, I’m surprised you didn’t send the whole neighbourhood to the Moon.”
“Dad…” Twilight whined.
He smiled. “I’m just kidding, honey.” He then gave her a small hug. “But don’t worry, I’m sure everything will be cleared up soon enough and we’ll be able to put all of this behi—”
“Your daughter is banned from participating in any of Canterlot’s Book Club activities, or even getting near us again!” Night Light’s reassurance was interrupted by a yell from Ms. Flimsy.
“I’m ruined!” cried Twilight as she pressed her face against the cushioned seat of the carriage. “Princess Celestia is going to disown me as her student.”
“Now, now, Twilight. You’re going to poke a hole in the cushion.” Night Light grabbed Twilight with his magic and brought her close to him. “Princess Celestia won’t disown you, in fact she wrote us a letter this morning about a certain thing we were going to discuss with you.”
As Night Light had anticipated, this perked his daughter’s interest.
“What is it, dad?” she asked curiously.
“It’s about the dragon you hatched during your entrance exam. Since he’s already learning to speak, Princess Celestia thought it would be a good idea to introduce him to you.” He said, remembering the contents of the letter.
Twilight’s face brightened when she heard this “She really said that?”
“That’s right,” Night Light continued “now you can have a little friend to force to accept your opinions about literature.”
Before Twilight could protest, her mom got on the carriage and slammed the door behind her. She was seething, and Night Light could swear he saw steam coming from her nose.
“Uh… Mom?” ventured Twilight.
“Yes, honey?” answered the white unicorn through her teeth.
“Is…” Twilight paused before continuing, “is Mrs. Subtext going to press charges?”
Twilight Velvet gave a menacing look through the carriage’s window before letting out a loud sigh “No, no she won’t.” She let her head bounce with the rhythm of the moving vehicle for a while. “After a bit of persuasion, she agreed to let this slide, provided we fix her windows and restore her collection of books.”
“Oh!” The filly perked up at that. “Really? That’s very understanding of—” she stopped talking once she saw the smug look on her mother’s face.
“Flimsy had a collection of first editions of the Sunset saga,” Twilight Velvet said, “those are very, very pricy.” She then turned towards her husband and asked him “Do you think it would be a fitting punishment if Twilight were to buy those out of her allowance?”
A look of abject horror appeared on the little unicorn’s face.
“I think it would, honey.” Night Light smiled. “What’s more, I heard the author was going to do a signing of books here in Canterlot next week, I’m sure Flimsy would appreciate that.”
Everypony in that block came out immediately when they heard the anguished cry of a young filly.
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That was great. Just great.
My jaw hurts too much from laughing to say any more.
4721564 Thanks! This is my first attempt at real comedy, I'm glad to know I didn't fail miserably.
Twily.... you shouldn't be so concerned so much in the fact those vampony books exist as you should be with the fact so many people put them on such a lofty perch
Miasma he sounds annoying, as an avid reader and a lot like twilight in that aspect, I would have done a bit more errr violent if I lasted a lot longer, but I would of snapped at the
I would yell that he would say they didnt get it when the disagree, call him a hypocrite and then surge.
I would ALSO forge the signature. because I think I would vomit at the prospect of having to meet stephenie meyers,
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You didn't fail, you succedded beyond regonition.
This is a great story that I feel happen too often, especially when you reach collodge level leature classes. I feel like banging my head on my desk when the proffesors go on about secert messages in the text when more often and not, there was not secert symbol meant. They are often at the forefront. You also find out that most of the greatest clasics of all time are the most depressing stories of all time. The Armatime and the Odessy are not even in the top ten just to give a picture. I also feel the sameway about the Twilight stories (the book, not the princess).
4721714 that reminds me of a quote
4721714 Yes! I find it far too often, as well.
Sure authors may use some subtext in their stories, but most of the time the message of a story is told through the story itself.
It's pointless to try and find some sort of flimsy subtext to them.
Still, I'm glad you enjoyed the story.
4721746 Ya' nailed it.
Poor Twilight... to have been mentally scarred by having to endure those "sparkly vampire" books at such a young age. No wonder she turned out so neurotic.
(Oh, I don't know, I found them quite delightful when I was a filly.)
(You would.)
Couple bits of advice, if I may?
(Oh, hay, here we go again.)
(Quiet, you.)
(1)Mixing past and present tenses, such as:
You can't mix past and present-tense verbs in a sentence or paragraph like this. These need to be the past-tense "was" and "that was", respectively.
(Y'know, Ah keep tellin' ya, if you'd cut back on th' coffee, you wouldn't be so "tense" all th' time.)
(*sigh* That joke never gets old for you, does it, Applejack.)
(Nnnope.)
(2) Some of your dialogue attributions are a bit off-kilter, and read strangely. Like this one:
"Doubted" isn't a "speech verb", as such, and really shouldn't be used in this manner. I think what you were looking for is either:
“Is…is Mrs. Subtext going to press charges?” Twilight asked doubtfully.
or
“Is…” Twilight paused before continuing, “is Mrs. Subtext going to press charges?”
Generally, one should stick with the basic "said", "asked", or "replied" attributions, as they're effectively "invisible" to the reader and they don't notice them, and use an adverb to indicate tone of voice ("said doubtfully") when needed.
(3) And speaking of dialogue attributions... yours are almost right, in that you're not committing the usual error of always capitalizing the first word outside the closing " mark as though it were a new sentence (which I see people doing with distressing frequency around here.) However, you're not punctuating them correctly; when you have dialogue followed by an attribution of who said it and how, the whole thing is treated as one sentence, and if the character's dialogue is meant to end with a period, you use a comma instead. Like this:
Also – if you have your attribution coming in the middle of the character's sentence, then you have to put a comma after the attribution before resuming the quoted dialogue. Like this:
(You done bein' persnickerty now, sugarcube?)
(Now, darling, it's no sin for a writer to want to help another writer improve their craft.)
(Yeah, well, no offense, Rares, but anypony who thinks that "Sunset Saga" stuff is "delightful readin'" ain't exactly what Ah'd call a good judge of literary talent.)
(...hmf. I do not have to stand here and be insulted, you know.)
(That's true. Y'all can go anywhere an' be insulted.)
(That joke doth be older than the rocks on Our moon, Applejack.)
...and now, if you'll excuse me, it appears I need to clean this pony infestation out of my keyboard again.
4721919 Thanks, I did this over the course of three and a half hours, and I guess that towards the end everything kind of blurred together, I'll fix the issues.
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TV Tropes, am I right?
4722833 random post on lol pics
The author of those vampony books intended to write good stories.
Sometimes the author's intention isn't what matters
I find Twilight's reaction to be perfectly rational.
Having had a teacher like that, I approve of her response. And I still maintain that Holden Caulfield was whiny bitch.
What a bitch! First she tries to railroad everyone's opinion and then when proved wrong she says it's okay to have your own interpretation?! If I were Twilight, I wouldn't have even been there for her introduction to the next book, I would have just calmly said "That's it, I quit" and walked out the house to wait for my parents to pick me up. I know that wouldn't be as funny, but poor Twilight, she didn't deserve that.
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B-but, I like the pony infestation...
So... Twilight is punished for being right?
this is not what magic of friendship is about.
And the bitch gets to continue spreading harmful influence on foals?
At that line of
I feel Twilight should have said, "And yet, every time I try to raise an alternative interpretation of a story we read here, you belittle me, poke fun at my interpretation, and you also only ask if everyone agrees with your view of the story. I brought you something: it's a dictionary. You might want to look up 'hypocrite'."
4721919 Loved that. Well done character interaction.
4721934 Very well done for the amount of time you wrote it in.
4725826 Twilight wasn't punished for being right--she was punished for doing something wrong.
Destroying something of someone else's, just because they're stupid, isn't a valid reason. Because those things are dangerous, or illegal are valid reasons.
It's good that Twilight's parents decided to punish her so she didn't group up to be one of those individuals that thinks they can treat others terribly just because something bad happen to them. I should know. I work in retail...
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Well then, this story just begs for a sequel. Of the foals, one by one taking all the wrong lessons from various books, and karma catching up with miss Flimsy Subtext as her own teachings backfire against her.
4727540 You're right. I'd totally read that story.
Reminds me of when I went to the anniversary screening of The Last Unicorn. After the movie we had a Q & A with the author and someone asked if there was a meaning or symbolism behind the usage of a unicorn going on that journey. The answer was no, he just likes unicorns and wanted to write a story about one. (I think he said something along the lines of 'I don't write symbols or morals, I'm lucky if I can write a plot.') Sometimes a unicorn is just a unicorn.
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There is some symbolism in The Last Unicorn, although nothing as far as to look for a second bottom. For example, the moment when Molly Grue fsees the Unicorn for the first time, and shouts at her angrily... The meaning is pretty clear if you recall the myth unicorns show themselves only to virgins. But yeah, if you claim that Amalthea's journey is an allegory for the life of Jesus or something like that, then don't complain if Twilight puts your collection of books through a blender :)
4730441 I'm pretty sure that would mostly be research on the author's part.
But yeah, everyone deserved everything the end.
I was going for two degrees in college: Theatre and English. I only have one, however, because of my senior seminar English professor, who graded essays on poems on whether they were 'right' or 'wrong.' To wit: one of the assignments was which version of Wallace Steven's Blackbirds poem was better. I preferred the second, handed in my essay, and my first sentence (I liked the first version better) was circled in red and marked WRONG.
I did what any mature man would do in that situation. As it happened, I had a horseback riding class before my senior seminar. As it also happened, this was a small class (I went to a private, exclusive liberal-arts college [go Hornets!]), and we met in the English Department's lounge, seated in a circle for equality or something.
So, I stopped changing my clothes after the horseback riding class, spent a little bit of extra time near (or in) the manure . . . and then made sure I sat next to her. What was most telling was how quickly my other classmates figured out what I was doing, and helped me get in position. And while I may not have gotten the English degree I so richly deserved, I did have the satisfaction of annoying a visiting professor (did I mention she was a semi-famous poet? No? Well, she was.) who had no idea how to react.
In retrospect, I was so much of a d
k throughout college, it's a wonder I graduated at all.
Back on topic . . . for the aforementioned reasons, this story brought back some memories, and it feels like exactly what filly Twilight would have done. In short, I loved it.
4725826 Er, no. Twilight is being punished for causing a bunch of property damage and nearly getting her parents sued.
4732593
Goddammit, when you mentioned riding gear I was sure you were about to pull out your riding crop and give her a solid spanking.
4733005 You got that right.
Oddly enough, that's also the real lesson Twilight got from "Bright Star's Dream".
I suppose being subjected to the 'Sunset Saga' trumps logic.
4721919
Just one correction to your corrections. "That's" can be a contraction of "that was" as well as "that is", and so that wasn't an error not matter which tense was intended.
4734153
Not according to any dictionary I've consulted, it isn't. "That's" is listed as a contraction for "that is" or "that has":
http://grammar.about.com/od/words/a/EnglishContractions.htm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:List_of_English_contractions
http://www.grammar-monster.com/glossary/contractions.htm
But I can find no source listing it as "that was", and neither The American Heritage Dictionary, Funk & Wagnall's Standard Desk Dictionary, or The New Webster's Deluxe Reference Library lists it as such.
(Dude, you have three dictionaries on your desk? Man, and I thought Twilight was obsessive...)
(I heard that, Spike.)
(Three words, Twi. "Smarty-Pants Incident." Tell me I'm wrong.)
(...I thought we agreed never to talk about that.)
Reminds me of one time when it was the other way around, I thought I saw some subtext in a short story in my AP lit course that my teacher didn't see and decided to do a short assignment on it. Either I proved myself right or I so "baffled him with Bull
" that it was at least a passing assignment because I did get an A- in his course. He was probably right of course and it obviously wasn't the key point, but as J.R.R. Tolkien put it.
"I much prefer history, true or feigned, with its varied applicability to the thought and experience of readers. I think that many confuse 'applicability' with 'allegory'; but one resides in the freedom of the reader, and the other resides in the purposed domination of the author."
Perhaps I found applicability if not allegory in that short story.
4725826
You mean besides attacking her, causing vandalism, causing actual harm to others...
Yes the magic of friendship means hurting people if you feel your right!
4734417
I concede, at least in terms of formal definitions, that you're right. Colloquially I think it would be acceptable, but then we'd be getting into a discussion on the appropriateness of colloquial language in the written word and possibly into the evolution of language from there.
I've been down this path before, it is long and usually unproductive.
Eeyup! I totally have had the same exact feeling as Twilight Sparkle did here! Except the compulsive desire to destroy things...
4734417
Allow me to extend an invitation: English Language & Usage. You'll feel like home with your obsession.
Very cute story. I liked your interpretation of filly twilight stuck in a very repressive "educational" situation. I don't read many SFW stories but yours looked interesting (mostly because I had thought I had seen the story posted before).
I must mention that I really didn't understand this line:
Because in my mind, vehemence means passion, so equivalently you are saying that Subtext was passionate to the point of passion. Which doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
Either way, it was a very cute story and I enjoyed it. Good job!
4736175 Vehemence means really strong passion, and sometimes irreflexive or impulsive.
I think I could have worded it better to convey the message I wanted, but what I tried to say was that Mrs. Subtext was extremely passionate about her opinions.
Either way, thanks for reading my story, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Well this is rather depressing... couldn't you have had at least ONE parent back Twilight up?
The story is frustrating and the ending is disappointing. Thumbs down.
4736914 Nigh Light understood Twilight's motives.
Still, that doesn't mean it was ok for Twilight to destroy hundreds of books and probably traumatise group of young fillies and colts.
Idea for an alternate ending:
It was a test all along - Twilight passes by standing up to Flimsy, and gets accepted into the advanced book club.
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That would have been pretty awesome. I had to settle for clothes that reeked of horse sweat and boots that were encrusted with horse s
t.
The really funny thing was that I went to a liberal arts college, which unsurprisingly had a large population of yuppies (the hipsters of the 90s), and drove a twenty-year-old farm truck. Literally; I bought it used from a tractor dealer. To say I didn't fit in was an understatement; I was like a changeling at a royal wedding.
4736924 No, but this was also a time when her parents should have backed her up on Flimsy Subtext being a prat. Every week Twilight was hauled into this woman's presence, forced to parrot whatever this postmodern ninny said about a book no matter how ridiculous, and then mocked and belittled if she didn't. This wasn't a book club, it was cruel and unusual abuse of the love of books.
Worse, it was anti-thought. The foals left her presence indoctrinated with three things: 1) books suck, reading sucks and nothing in books makes sense 2)grownups are right because they're bigger than you 3)agree with the big person or you're stupid.
I would love to see a second chapter where this dumb cluck gets called out on it, too. She should have been dragged over the coals for the fact that the foals left her presence stupider than when they arrived.
4737704 You were a hipster before it was cool!
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No, no, no! Not *called*!
She should live through karmic justice of foals doing to her only what she taught them! And then, when things escalate to fearsome proportions, she manages to sneak a desperate letter from her imprisonment, Twilight performs just as creative interpretation of the letter as was standard on these meetings.
4738660 Or how about Celestia quietly arranges for her to host a reading club-- except the foals are all the authors of the books she's critiqued, disguised as children... (hey, what's the point of being Best Princess if you can't abuse your power a little to humiliate a nit?) Or maybe she sits in on one of these sessions herself?
The ideas are endless.
I see what you did there! Definitely one of the best one-shots I've ever read!
People like the club head are why I don't like book clubs and clubs in general (I don't count an online fandom as a club)
and a few years ago basically told a whole fraternity to go bone themselves when they sent me an invite to join up with them 2 weeks after my returned grade on my 10-page essay came back. This was necessary because they sent MULTIPLE invites through snail-mail as well as several emails and even called me a few times. I had to threaten to take them to court for harassment before they stopped. (I busted my brain and fingertips researching and writing that paper, and they wanted to add a little more unearned polish to their reputation? *Middle finger*Idid that work, not those pricks!)4725826
I agree with you, but sadly life is like that sometimes.
Sometimes, a story really is just a story.
Other times, the trolls come out of their caves.
I dare say that Twilight Sparkle's reaction was rather tame, all things considered. Sure, she does still need to be grounded in order to learn a lesson about letting your anger control you, but that series...
*Reads through comment section*
Very well done!
This was your first attempt at comedy?
Anyway, thanks for writing!
Seriously, thank you. I really enjoyed this, and I needed that laugh.
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No, it wasn't. But the unintended lesson here is that regardless of how right you are, you'll be made to suffer by those who have power over you.
Which, while a valid lesson, is a bit bleak for a comedy.