Office hours, Wednesday

[locointhecoco]

The letter Petra had helped her type last week had worked! At least, Pinkie assumed it had, as she came into her office to find a giant keyboard taking up about half the floor space of her office. The giant keys were a perfect fit for her hooves, and the best part was, typing on it was almost like dancing.

So, naturally, Pinkie was making up a little song as she typed.

"To Princess Celestia and all my friends,
I hope this letter finds you well.
It's been forever, but I'll make amends,
With all the stories I can teeeeeeee-ell!

Dear Twilight: teaching is a gas,
With students quick to learn.
They pick up concepts real fast,
The very best grades they earn!

Dear Applejack: and the food is great!
Made with such variety and delight!
Sure maybe there's not enough apple cupcakes,
But we can't have everything, right?

Dear Rarity: you should see the clothes
that everyone here's wearing
It covers them down to their toes,
which they have 'cause they're kind of bear-y!

Dear Fluttershy: you must meet the squirrels!
They all like rum and beer,
And all day they run and gather news,
Plus there's deer that's teal!

Dear Rainbow: I think you'd like best,
Though it's sometimes terrifying,
There's adventure all the time here, yes!
And I know they'd just love your flying!

Dear Princess: I admit I miss
All my friends I know from home,
Please give them all a hug and kiss,
Except that ugly gnome!

That's all for now, I love you so,
And I hope real soon to see ya.
PS: Dear Spike: I'd like to know
Have you ever been a teacup?

Loooooooove, Pinkie!"

By the end of the song, Pinkie was panting. "Wow," she gasped. "It takes a lot of lyrics to talk to all my friends!" She hopped off the pony board and went to go look at her message on the computer monitor.

Yp z[tomvrdd Vr;rdyos smf s;; ,u gtormfd.
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"This would be way easier if I knew what all these squigglies they use here mean.* Well, I'm sure Twilight will be able to translate it!"

* Equestria's written language was mostly made up of pictograms.

[ooc: Open!]

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[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

Miley had a map of the teachers' offices with her as she came over to knock on Pinkie's door.

"Hey, I'm -- WHOA."

There was a giant keyboard.

[locointhecoco]

There was! Miley got a gold star in being observant.

"Hi!" Pinkie greeted cheerfully (it was her default mode, after all). "Do you need to borrow a small writing utensil?"

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"I... do not." She had many! In various degrees of sparkliness.

Okay. Back to thinking like a human being. Miley shook her head to clear her thoughts, then introduced herself, "Actually, I'm Miley Stewart. I missed your class last week."

[locointhecoco]

"Oh no!" Pinkie was perhaps a little overly distressed at this. "That means you missed our introduction party!"

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Aw!" Miley was also disappointed, though considerably less so than Pinkie. "Anyway, I'm sorry I missed class. I had this, like..."

Sold-out concert and major Hollywood afterparty.

"Family thing." It was not a very convincing lie. "With my... family."

[locointhecoco]

"Well, family is very important. You'll just have to work extra hard to catch up and meet everypony!" Pinkie looked thoughtful, then brightened. "I know! Maybe you could be a 'TA' like Juliet is! Then you're sure to meet everypony!"

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Ooh! That sounds fun!" Plus, Juliet! Miley already liked her! "Sure! What do I have to do?"

[locointhecoco]

"Oh, just help out with the classes, maybe play a fashion designer or a manticore or something if you want to. I'm not really sure what TAs are for, so I'm making it up as I go along!"

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Cool!" Yes, Miley. You'd established that. "I'm in! Thanks, um... Ms. Pie?"

[locointhecoco]

"Oh, call me Pinkie. Ms. Pie is my mom!"

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Pinkie," Miley repeated, grinning. The name suited her. "Okay. See you in class!"

[locointhecoco]

"See you there! It'll be a doozy, this week!"