Twilight clenched her teeth in determination. She'd gotten herself into this predicament, so she'd get herself out of it. She squirmed, wriggling her backside left and right rhythmically.

It was no use.

She was stuck.

"Spike!" She called out into the hallway, "send a letter to Princess Celestia!"

Celestia was enjoying her evening tea, when suddenly a scroll burst into existence in front of her. Curious, she levitated to her and unfurled it.

Dear Princess Celestia,

I fell in the toilet again.

Please send help.

Your butt-hurt student,

Twilight Sparkle.

Celestia shook her head in disappointment.

"Oh, my dear Twilight," she murmured to herself, "why must you always be the butt of the joke?" Next Chapter: Quiet Laughter Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 9 Minutes