• Published 24th Jan 2015
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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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Pinkie,

I ask you this, miss observant and semi-omnipotent: am I stuck in a time loop? Because, by the gods, I'm reading a lesson on the importance of not jumping to conclusions. Again.

I've said or heard the words "don't jump to conclusions" millions upon millions of times, most of the time said by me, with the rest mentioned by nobles in a half-hearted apology after being called out in day court on their amazing lack of perception. I've said it to half your group of friends by now, including my student over five hundred times. It's officially become a part of my morning routine to practice mouthing those words so my jaw doesn't lock up while saying them. Please don't make me repeat those words to you any more.

In other news, the National Dessert Competition went spectacularly well, and it was good to see everypony there cheering on those fantastic sweets. It took a while for Luna and me to make it--we're still recovering from the Cake Colossi Incident and needed to be airlifted to the event. We could walk, but flying's faster. Our Pegasi guards may lack wit, but more than make that up in awesome brawn.

Although I must say that a joint collaborative entry between four of the competitors is something we haven't seen before. Really defeats the purpose of a competition, if you ask me, but I didn't complain when it made a dessert that decided to mix doughnuts, eclairs, cake, and mousse into a sweet smorgasbord that was a feast for the taste buds.

It's just a shame it didn't win because of Peach Cobbler's Cobbler Castle. I couldn't believe that such a thing was possible to build with nothing but cobbler ingredients, but it stood proud and tall, trouncing every other entry in height alone. Everything was edible, even the tower spires, and it was so unspeakably delicious that I couldn't find the words to describe it as Luna and I chowed on it like ravenous titans.

Now Pinkie, I know what you'll do to Peach Cobbler. It's the same thing that happened to Brew Lay and Madame Macaroon when they won the last two competitions you've entered, and what you tried to do to me when you thought I was just spiteing you. They still haven't recovered from your Sugar Bomb Delight, and are still in therapy for their busted teeth and crippling sugar addiction. I'm fine, and you should know that it will take more than an irresistibly sweet jawbreaker to take me down.

Do not send another one to me. I'm done with those terrible things, you hear me?

Sincerely,

Princess Celestia

Hello Luna--what is that lump in the side of your mouth?

NO! You spit that out this instant! You don't know what you're getting into with that thing!

I don't care how sweet it is, it won't be when you find yourself craving another as soon as it's gone! Now. Spit. It. Out!

Thank you, Luna. Now, leave. I need to dispose of this before... before...

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