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Dear Princess Sunbutt - 2Merr



Anon takes over Spike’s job of transcribing Twilight’s friendship reports. He does exactly what you’d expect.

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Letter 117

Author's Note:

Inspired by this picture by tjpones

Dear Princess Dayrrière,

I might need to delay our tea time until next week, possibly even later. The reason for this requires a bit of explanation.

I have discovered a way to separate my flesh and skeleton into two distinct lifeforms. I, Twiggy Pig, am the flesh. SkeleTwi technically has no brain, so she’s basically me but smarter. Seeing as I now had what is effectively a second body, I decided to make use of it. I sent my skeleton to do this week’s mandatory socializing in my stead. It hasn’t come back yet and no one I’ve asked has seen it, so I’m incapacitated for the time being.

When I initially planned this out, I was expecting to use magic to move myself around, but I forgot the very important fact that I can't do magic without my head bone. It seems like an obvious connection to make for most people, but you have to remember: I have absolutely no foresight whatsoever. I’m an asshole, and the only sight assholes have is hindsight.

Anyway, I can’t come sip juice with you because my skeleton is somewhere out there with my magic, leaving me flaccid and limp and very, very sad. I hope you’ll forgive my absence due to this unexpected and completely unavoidable mishap.

Your unfunny bone,
Twicycle

P.S. - It’s not necromancy because my skeleton was never dead.

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