If we could get it to him, I'd make Twilight send me. He need help...
[Rainbow falls quiet as she continues to write... and write... and write. By the time she's on the third page, she's forgotten both her composure and Rarity's presence, as a couple of tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.]
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[Rainbow falls quiet as she continues to write... and write... and write. By the time she's on the third page, she's forgotten both her composure and Rarity's presence, as a couple of tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.]