Sitting comfortably on his couch, Discord gazed at the six scrolls on the table. Ten more minutes, he thought. Ten more minutes and the fun begins! Or maybe eleven? Almost a day had passed since the draconequus had flooded Ponyville with letters. The experience had been, for the most part, amusing. There was still the inevitable Celestia grumbling to be expected — the doll-raining cloud that Discord had sent might have caused a bit more chaos than he had hoped for... especially with ponies fighting over Luna plushies as a result.

"Oh, what the heck!" Discord reached for the scrolls. Patience wasn't his strong suit. Besides, everyone who wanted to send him a response, had already...

A new scroll popped into existence, falling gently onto the pile. That made them seven.

"Alright, then," he cracked his fingers. Now everyone who had wanted to give a response, had done so. The only thing remained was to choose where to start from. The first scroll had arrived minutes after he had sent his letter, the last — moments ago.

"How about you?" The draconequus grabbed one at random and started reading

Dear Discord,

Have you lost your mind?! It's bad enough I have to deal with your pranks on a weekly basis, but this takes the cake! You have some nerve implying what you did! Seems you have yet to learn the lessons of privacy, discretion, and above all common sense! There could be foals reading this, you know. Not to mention the things you wrote about Princess Celestia were disturbing, to say the least!

Honestly, what has gotten into you? You haven't been so disruptive since the last Grand Galloping Gala. If there's something that's bothering you, just let me know and I'll come talk. I am the Princess of Friendship, after all. Also, sorry for the way I behaved at the Gala. It was just that I wanted everything to be perfect, and you in the middle of having a rage fit because of Tree Hugger. I really didn't mean the things I said to you back then.

Well, maybe a little.

It's definitely a relief you haven't been making any advances on Fluttershy. That girl is too nice for her own good and, I say this responsibly, hardly a good match for you. Don't get me wrong, I see you being great friends, but any romantic relation might be a bit too much for her. Also, I think it would be a waste

You are so right, though. Things are quite complicated in my "love" life. My duties as Princess don't leave me much time to maintain a steady relationship. In fact, you are the only one I've been seeing on a regular basis. Come to think of it, your chaos disruptions have become quite regular. I think it's really sweet of you to establish a routine just for me.

Back on topic, maybe I am fooling myself with this whole Flash thing. I mean, when I first went through the mirror, I did feel something. For a moment I was the happiest mare girl mare alive. Sadly, it only lasted a few months. And the Flash Sentry here, while nice and all, is not that Flash Sentry. Long distance parallel world relationships are really complicated! Especially with all the disapproval surrounding the whole affair. We still write each other, and he still has a thing for me, but the more I think about it, the more it seems ending our relationship might be for the best.

So you have two daughters? I must admit, I never imagined you being the daughtery type. (Taking a page from your book, I am sure the joke was bad, but you laughed all the same.) Of course, I'll be delighted to meet them, and also give any lessons they wish. You might want to specify what sort of lessons, so that I do proper research on the matter.

Do you think they will like me? I know it's stupid, but I tend to get nervous about that sort of thing. I definitely don't want to replace their mother, especially if she is who you claim she is. Now I understand why she asked us to free you. I am so glad you are back on speaking terms, although part of me is tiny bit jealous. All I can say is that I'll try my best to make you happy — you and your girls.

Out of curiosity, how did you find out? With our constant quarrels, and your apparent lack of interest, I thought there was nothing further on your mind than me. After the Galla incident, I honestly feared that might be the last time we would see each other. I can't tell you how happy I was when I got your letter, although I'm still mad the way you delivered it. Seems that some organized chaos might be what I need in my life... although, I'm also worried about Flash. There's no telling how he will take it. Part of me hopes he goes back to Sunset, or even start a thing with my other self back in his world. We did have a good thing going for awhile, it just didn't happen to work out. Life is strange like that sometimes, it seems. I'm getting too philosophical, aren't I?

Enough sad thoughts! This is supposed to be a happy scroll. ('Happy scroll', get it?) And don't worry about my friends. It might come as a shock to them at first, but I'm sure they will understand. Just please give them some time to warm up to the idea, and no more disorganized chaos! And please, don't send the clouds! Setting the town on fire is hardly a good start to a relationship! My head hurts just thinking how much time I'll have to spend sorting such a mess!

See you soon!

Your loving Twilight

"Oopsie." Discord smiled sheepishly. Maybe he should have read that the moment it had arrived. Twilight was going to be furious with him for going ahead with the clouds. On the bright side, at least he hadn't lit the candles. Now that would have been a disaster.

Skimming through the scroll again, Discord then snapped his fingers. It disappeared from his paw, only to reappear on the wall in a frame, right next to his first love letter. It wasn't as chaosy by a long shot, but it had confirmed two things — Twilight did have a thing for him, and she was not the author of the original love letter...

Author's Notes:

One read... six to go.