I saw you in the news! Well, not really. Your dresses were in the news. You know what I mean.
Anyway, I can’t believe you got Sapphire Shores to wear your clothes!
You had a little picture at the end of the article, so I knew it was you. I told you you’re gonna be famous.
Of course, I’m more famous as Greenneigh’s stellar linebacker.
Just thought you should know,
P.S. You looked like Mom in the picture. Gross.
To my dearest twin brother,
I’m glad you saw the extent of my work on Ms. Sapphire Shores. However, I believe that I could have made the dresses much lighter.
“More famous?” Of course you’re “more famous.” “More famous” as the klutz of the Greenneigh hoofball team. If you remembered what Father told you, then you wouldn’t have caused that fiasco of a fumble.
Furthermore, I’m glad you could notice that resemblance between Mother and I. At least Mother and I share that petite and slender frame.
My maternal twin brother, you look too much like Father when I saw your photograph in the newspaper. You even have the same waist bloated size! Genetics is a cruel mistress, is it not, brother?
That fumble was on purpose. If you listened to Pops as much as I had, you should’ve known that faking mess-ups is a useful strategy; we managed to slide in a couple of yards after that.
And let me guess: you also got her horn, too. Well, I got dad’s strong legs! And his mane color! Beat that!
To my flat-headed twin brother,
I’m glad you acknowledge the fact that I have a horn. It gives me an air of elegance needed for my job, don’t you think so?
And before you even write you riposte, remember that I am the one with Mother’s sophisticated intellect and flawless ability to win arguments.
Egg Roll Hair Rarity,
I can’t believe we’re fighting like this over long distance. What are we, yearlings again?
I kind of miss this. A lot. It’s lonely without anypony to pick on, you know what I mean?
Visit soon; Mom’s getting Empty Nest Syndrome. Again.
You’re right. How long has it been since we last argued like this?
It doesn’t feel right to pick on Sweetie Belle, since I have to take care of her, but I always missed those pointless arguments with you ever since I moved to Ponyville.
I’ll be sure to visit when I have the opportunity.
You’ve got to love good old sibling arguments. I liked the back and forth here between Rarity and Strike Line, and I liked that the ending was the two of them being serious for a moment and admitting that they missed each other. It felt in character and the back and forth flowed well. Good job!