Chapter 3

Owls and Letters

Ever since Diamond Tiara's not-so-happy birthday, Twilight was locked in her room for weeks. She was only allowed to leave her room to make breakfast and walk her cousin to the park. After 4 weeks, Filthy Rich allowed Twilight to leave her room. Filthy Rich was still angry with Twilight for ruining his daughter's birthday.

"If you ruin another one of my daughter's birthdays, I will lock you in that room for the rest of your life!" Filthy Rich threatened. Twilight could tell her uncle was serious. She shuttered at the thought of being locked in her dark and cramped room her whole life. "Now make yourself useful and get the mail!" her uncle ordered. "Yes, Uncle Filthy." Twilight replied hoping not to get on her uncle's bad side.

The purple unicorn stepped towards the welcome mat and picked up the mail. The envelopes contained bills, taxes, and letters. Even though most of the letters seemed the same, one of them caught Twilight's attention. This particular letter had a big red C marking on the back and was addressed to her. Twilight stared at the envelope in shock. She never got a letter before and was eager to read it. She made her way to the kitchen with her eyes transfixed on her letter.

The mare placed the mail on the table still staring at her letter. Before she could read it, a pink hoof snatched the letter from her. "Mommy! Daddy! Twilight still has a letter!" Diamond Tiara explained showing the envelope to her parents. "Hey, give it back! It's mine!" Twilight shouted. "Who would ever write to you?" Filthy Rich snickered as he took the letter. His smug expression changed to a fearful one the moment he saw the C marking on the back.

"Spoiled, they found us!" Filthy Rich whispered to his wife. He showed the letter to his wife and she looked fearful as well. Twilight was puzzled at her aunt and uncle's reactions. She wondered if it was somepony they knew. "This must be a wrong address!" Spoiled Rich said as she threw the letter in the trash can.

"Why did you just throw it away?" Twilight shouted. "That letter could have been my chance to finally making friends!" Filthy Rich glared at his niece and said, "Whoever sent that letter made a mistake and you will never make any friends!" Twilight gave a sad look and sighed. The one time she got mail and she couldn't even read it.

The next morning Filthy Rich got dressed in his suit and tie and was getting ready to leave for work. After giving his wife a kiss, he turned towards his car only to find owls sitting on it. "Shoo! Get off my car!" the business pony yelled at the birds. "Filthy, look!" Spoiled Rich whispered while pointing at the ground. Filthy Rich looked down and he was shocked at what he saw; multiple letters spread throughout the lawn, each one addressed to Twilight Sparkle.

For the past few weeks the Riches were receiving letters addressed to Twilight. Not wanting his niece to read any, Filthy Rich tried to burn, tear, and shred the letters. He continued destroying the letters until Sunday morning.

The Riches were eating breakfast at the table while Filthy Rich was reading the newspaper. He was satisfied knowing that no mail would be delivered today. "This is going to be a great morning! Does anypony know why?" Filthy Rich rhetorically asked his family.

"Because there's no post on Sundays." Twilight answered sadly while pouring her uncle a cup of coffee. "That's right, Twilight! Not one single letter!" he exclaimed happily. "I'm sure they will give up on sending those letters by the end of today!" Filthy Rich sounded sure today will be normal.

He was proven wrong when a letter flew straight through the window. The Riches looked through the window and saw hundreds of owls with letters in their talons. The owls surrounded the house and dropped letters down the chimney, through the window, and in the mail slot. Before anypony knew it the whole house was filled with Twilight's letters. Twilight snatched one with her hoof and dashed to her room.

Before she can even touch the knob, her uncle grabbed her trying to take the letter. "Give me that letter!" he demanded. "No! It's mine!" Twilight refused. Filthy Rich noticed more letters covering the house every second. "That's it! We are moving far away to where they can never find us!" he screamed. Both, Diamond Tiara and Spoiled Rich stared at the business pony in shock. "Daddy's gone mad hasn't he?" Diamond Tiara asked earning a nod from her mother.