Dear Princess Celestia,

How are things in Canterlot? Word on the grapevine is that the fall fashions are now rolling in. You should reconsider my offer to design your Gala dress this year. You seemed to be reluctant on choosing something last year and went with your casual wear.

An event as prestigious as this demands more than what you'd wear any day of the week and...oh forgive me, princess. I have been working on my new fashion line and its hard to switch mindsets when you're on a roll. But these letters need to be written, and I know if I didn't write one now. It would have completely slipped my mind.

So, how are things with you? I hope things are going well. They are certainly are here in little ole Ponyville. Remeber my friend I told you about in my last letter? The one from another world and such? Of course, you have, I'm sure the others have been talking about him nonstop in there letters. Sonic seems to be a hot button topic as of late, and I can see why.

He seems to be always on the move. Like he ceases to exist if he stopped. And it doesn't take an expert to see it's to keep the mind on something else. Call it mare's intuition, but it seems like Sonic is hiding something.

Perhaps things aren't going so well with Twilight, and he's seeking out another mare. Though, that would be a shame. Since they just got together, but I can see how Sonic would want somepony more...shall we say active. Maybe, that why he's been hanging around Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie so often. But then that doesn't explain why he's been seen paling around with Fluttershy.

Hm, that's something to think about and a topic for another day.

Well, when Sonic wants a real mare and stops playing pretend. He knows where to find me...or you for that matter. Or perhaps both. Oh, how interesting that would be, but also highly unlikely. He strikes me as an individual who's rather set on monogamy. Which I can respect and would certainly explain why he hasn't built himself a herd with the amount of fan he's got.

Oh, listen to me ramble. I'm sure you have more important things to worry about than the haps on our little town. Though, I do suggest you stop by for an improv visit. Seeing Twilight freak out would surely make the trip worth it right there. And you'd get to visit our new friend first hoof. Instead of through all these, I'm sure dreadfully repetitive letters.

Chow darling, until the next letter.

The Element of Generosity,

Rarity

B:
Words can't describe how much of a headache I received while reading this letter. Where you always this pretentious and so eager to talk down to others to make yourself look good. Or do you only act this the way when writing these? I'm sensing a pattern here and can see why this one never made it. It makes you look like an egomaniac who only cares for yourself.

<letter was shredded, by me. And thoroughly torched by the hottest fire I could muster.>