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Letters from an Irritated Princess - Tired Old Man



Celestia writes some blunt letters to her faithful student and friends.

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One Can Learn a Health of Information in Three Days if They Try

Dear Twilight,

Firstly, some congratulations are in order. Your concern for Fluttershy’s well-being was as firm as it could have been short of restraining her or otherwise confining her in the treehouse for bedrest. Granted, she still pressed onward and put herself in a three-day coma despite your intimate knowledge on the subject of over exhaustion that I’m certain you shared with her at some point during the journey. Though even if you didn’t, I doubt she was in much of a mindset to listen to such advice anyway.

Now, while you’ve done what you could in terms of keeping Fluttershy safe from herself, what I can’t help but wonder is what happened during those three days that you and this Cattail fellow completely and utterly failed to acquire any honey. You’ve bested the dreadful bugbear that is Honey Boo Berry; how could a hive of zap-happy bees provide a challenge for you?

Appeasement clearly failed, but you know that wasn’t the only avenue to try, right? What about smoke? What about teleporting the bees or the hive away from the bees, or grabbing the honey with a simple levitation cloud? Why was the kind route the only supposed avenue you’d taken when it turned out the solution was to steal the honey through deception?

That is not the only baffling decision I’m gathering from this report you submitted. The urgency of finding this cure was heavily detailed in here by Fluttershy, yet bizarrely there is very little in the way of urgency coming from your account of events. This disease was, without question, a terminal illness prior to the rediscovery of a long-forgotten cure. I appreciate the levelheadedness you carried to a certain extent, yet it stands in stark contrast to Fluttershy giving everything she had and more as somewhat unfeeling on your part. I know deep down that’s not the case, but I would be lying if your bluntly factual recollection didn’t appear cold in the slightest.

I thought of a few ways to state my advice, but I suppose this is the best way to word it: put in more effort in thinking outside the box. Not necessarily to Fluttershy’s extremes in cross-referencing old tomes and finding an obscure connection leading to a clue to find a national treasure, but enough to not feel like a third wheel on a bicycle. You’re an alicorn; you can afford the acuity to consider more disguises that should have included the wide variety of masks that lined the inner walls of Meadowbrook's home. You could even maybe, maybe try some more aggressive magic to match some shockingly agitated bees.

Wow, that kind of sounds like a Glimmer strategy to solving a problem, doesn’t it? Her gratuitous use of magic to solve problems does have a good application here or there.

Anyway, I need to wrap this up. I woke up this morning with orange dots all over my coat with glued-on leaves and twigs.

No, I don’t think I’m infected, though I’m not fond of becoming a Celestreea… or maybe Treelestia? Whichever has a nicer ring to it.

Sincerely Hoping You Develop a Bit More Empathy,

Princess Celestia

Alright, time to go tell Sunny and Moony that this “fake health scare” prank of theirs has gone too far!

...Why are my legs stuck to the floor? Worse, why can’t I move them?!

Oh no, don’t tell me that bucket that spilled on Luna and me was…

SUPERGLUUUU—

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Dear Zecora,

Need shampoo and cleanser. Also moonshine. Long day, very stiff. Want to loosen up two ways.

Please use labels. Do not want to drink shampoo.

Thanks,

Tia

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