To Trixie,

First of all, I'm relieved you're out of prison and safe. I really didn't want to have to explain to Starlight that her best frenemy got locked up for being in the wrong place at the wrong time (though, honestly, given your track record, I'm surprised this hasn't happened before).

Now, onto the bigger issue: Celestia.

I spoke to Fine Print, our attorney, and he's doing everything he can to negotiate some kind of plea deal that doesn't involve her rotting away in a cell forever. However, we have… a problem. Apparently, the guards have reported that Celestia has started drawing symbols on the walls in mustard packets and muttering in Old Ponish. There was also an incident where she lunged at a guard for wearing flip-flops, screaming, "THE SOUND! IT'S TOO CLOSE!"

This is… not helping her case.

Trixie, I don't know what to do. I have never seen Celestia like this. I have fought ancient evils, battled reality-warping creatures, and personally watched you make a complete fool of yourself at least five separate times. But nothing—nothing—has prepared me for a mentally deteriorating alicorn who is convinced that an unseen stallion in a thong is closing in on her.

I'm going to visit her soon. I need to see for myself just how bad it is. In the meantime, please, do not engage her any further about the Thong Stallion. If we feed into her delusions, we may never get her back.

Also, no. I haven't heard from Luna. And I'm officially very, very worried.

I'm writing to her immediately.

—Twilight

To Princess Luna,

Luna, PLEASE tell me you're still alive.

It's been days. The last thing I heard from you, you were stuck in an endless Costco filled with cursed corndogs, infinite aisles, and unknowable eldritch horrors. You never responded to my last letter. I don't know if you escaped, if you're still trapped, or if… Costco has claimed you.

If you're out, send me a letter immediately. If you're still trapped, tell me what I need to do to get you out. And if you've lost all hope, please at least tell me what took you, so I know what I'm dealing with.

Celestia is falling apart in prison. Trixie is free, but shaken. I CANNOT lose you too.

Please respond. Please.

—Twilight