Spark carefully made his way up the stairs, careful to avoid the mess that Blaze had so easily created in their house throughout the day. He looked around at the bed sheets strewn loosely over the railings of the balcony and their two beds with a grimace. It really did look like a tornado had come and gone throughout the house, leaving clothes, sheets, and cups thrown about, and furniture misplaced as they lay about the room.

What the fuck is wrong with this dude, he thought with a shake of his head. Sometimes Blaze really got on his nerves, but he had to admit, it did look like he had fun doing...whatever it was he was doing. He wore a light smile as he stepped over the bed sheets and fell into his own bed. Then he remembered that Blaze had eaten all of his fucking Salt Kakes.

"Motherfucker," he lamented aloud, completely replacing his lighthearted mood with the usual contempt and annoyance he harbored in his heart only for Blaze. He sighed and closed his eyes as he lay his head on the pillow. He listened to the sound of Blaze lightly singing under his breath as he continued to clean up the house. Once again, his face changed into that of carefree grin as he thought of his best friend.

What a fucking bitch.

"Hey, guys!"

Suddenly, Spark was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of the front door slamming open and a small dragon exclaiming his salutations to the two ponies.

"Spike!" Greeted Blaze, "What's up, dude? What have you been up to?"

"Ah, you know," answered Spike, "The usual. Just living life. And helping Twilight with her new Alicorn magic." He rolled his eyes in annoyance thinking about the ordeal with Twilight. Then, he noticed the absolute catastrophe that was the house. "Whoa, what happened here? Did I miss another party?" He questioned with genuine worry in his voice.

"Nope," Spark interjected with a hint of agitation in his voice, "Blaze just had himself a fucking loner fest."

Blaze gave an awkward smile and shrugged his shoulders. "Hey, I had fun."

"Whatever you say, loser." Spark said with a grin as he lay his head back onto the pillow in his bed and put his arms behind his head in a relaxed pose.

Blaze sighed as if to signal that he had given up trying to explain himself and turned to Spike. "Well, anyway, what brings you here, buddy?"

"Well, I didn't have much going on today," Spike began with much excitement in his voice, "and I was just wondering if maybe you two would be down to make a trip with me to Canterlot to get some kind of..." He trailed off and looked at a note he had poorly written on his forearm, "Equestrian Lily Sap? I don't know, whatever it is, Twilight said you can only find it in Canterlot." He said, not totally sure of what exactly he was supposed to be finding."

"Sure, I'm down." Blaze said with a grin. He looked to Spark with great enthusiasm. "What do you say, Spark? Wanna go on a little adventure with us?"

Spark opened one eye and looked to the two as their pleading eyes stared back at him. "Yeah, sure. Not like I have anything better to do today." He got out of bed and popped his back. "As long as we're not there all fucking day. I need some time to relax. All of this magic bullshit Twilight has me doing is fucking exhausting." He began walking down the stairs when he suddenly tripped over a stray bed sheet that had been hung between the two railings.

"OH FUCK!" Spark exclaimed loudly as he painfully tumbled down the stairs toward Blaze and Spike. He landed on the ground before them with a powerful thud and looked up to them with rage in his eyes. "Not a fucking word," was all he had to say about the situation. Meanwhile, Blaze and Spike were nearly exploding with giddiness as they tried to contain their uncontrollable laughter. Eventually, Blaze had calmed himself enough to utter coherent words without so much as a chuckle.

"Well, I guess we better get-"

"NICE TRIP, SEE YOU NEXT FALL!" Spike could no longer handle his emotions and erupted into a fit of laughter that seemed to take him over without remorse.

"That's it, you little shit!" Spark picked up a nearby chair as his blue aura surrounded it, and began running toward Spike.

"Uh oh" Spike barely had time to think before he was bolting away from Spark. The two continued to run circles around the house, Spike with a look of fear as Spark hunted him down with revenge in his eyes. Blaze thought there would never be an end to the chase when suddenly, Spike seemed to belch out a plume of fire that quickly dissolved into a letter into his hand.

"Wait, Spark, stop!" Blaze interrupted their skirmish after seeing the letter appear in Spike's hand.

"Why the fuck should I?" Spark questioned angrily as he held the chair above Spike, but quickly set it down out of the way when he saw the letter in Spike's hand. "What the fuck is that?"

"It's...a...letter." Spike said obviously between exhausted breaths. "Probably...from...Celestia."

"Well, what the fuck are you waiting for? Open it!" Spark said excitedly. In all of his time in Equestria, he still had never seen Spike receive a letter from Celestia, so naturally, he was ecstatic at the new development.

"Yeah, open it!" Blaze agreed, seemingly equally as excited as Spark.

"Alright, alright." Spike said, having finally caught his breath after the intense chase. He cleared his throat, "Dear Reader?" He began with uncertainty. He skimmed the letter silently for a few moments before realizing, "This isn't from Celestia!"

"It's not?" Spark asked with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Who is it from?" Blaze asked with genuine curiosity.

Spike looked around the letter for a few moments. "It doesn't say." He said with confusion. "It looks like some kind of apology letter? And a crappy one at that." Spike reasoned as he continued to skim over the letter's contents. "This doesn't make any sense. I thought I could only get letters from Celestia."

"That does seem a little weird." Blaze agreed.

"Well, whoever the fuck wrote it," Spark chimed in, "Read it anyway."

"Um, alright then." Spike said with uncertainty. He cleared his throat once more.

"Dear Reader,

First, I just want to say that I'm sorry. It's been over three years since the last update and that is just insane. I remember when I used to update this story regularly and enjoy writing it every time I did so. It was so much fun writing and seeing how much you guys either liked or didn't like it. I remember being blown away that people actually read my story, especially considering that it was my first story. I know that there were people that read this story every time a new chapter came out, and I just want to apologize to you guys (that is, if you guys are still here). I never forgot about this story, I just sort of drifted away from the fandom and even writing in general. It wasn't until a few days ago that I got the idea to check out this old story and see how it was doing. To be honest, I still could not believe I had over 1000 views. It instantly brought me back to what I felt when I had fun writing for an audience. I reread all of the story and realized that I didn't want to see it unfinished. I know, just now thinking that three years after the last update seems a bit odd and pointless, but my love for writing told me that I at least owe it to those who are willing to read to finish this story and leave it on a high note, rather than leaving it unfinished. What I want to say is that if you somehow see this in your notifications or something about an updated chapter, and you were one of the original viewers from years ago, let me know if you'd like me to continue this story. Even if you just now see this story for the first time, let me know what you think. I would try to put out chapters as regularly as possible, and try to make this story as interesting as fun as I can. I just want to know if I should continue this and see it to the end. If you've been here since the beginning and you're reading this, you're definitely something special, and I'd appreciate it if you gave this old story another chance. Thank you guys."

The trio thought for a moment about the letter with an anonymous author.

"Whoever it is, he seems like an asshole." Spark concluded with little interest. "Writing a story for people then leaving it unfinished? What a prick."

"I don't know, Spark. He sounded genuinely sorry." Blaze said, then turned to Spike. "I don't suppose this letter was meant for us. Maybe we could take it to the post office on our way to Canterlot? I wouldn't want a letter like that to never make it to its destination."

"That sounds like a good idea to me," agreed Spike, "Come on, guys. Let's go on an adventure!"

Author's Notes:

Well, look at that. It's an update! In case you couldn't tell, that was a letter from me to you guys (duh). Rather than just putting something like that out there, I figured I'd write it in as its own chapter. Again, I love writing and I miss it dearly. If you want to see this story continued. Just let me know in the comments. Thank you guys /)