Heaven's BBS | Video

[letteropener]

[Celestia looks excited this morning -- but also unusually mussed, her magnificent flowing mane disheveled even as the color bands within it drift obstinately according to only their own whim.]

Hello, everypony! If I may, I wish to introduce you to a new arrival here in the Far Shore, who might otherwise be unusual enough that you might wonder about her otherwise. [She turns to address, to all appearances, her mane.] Do come out.

[After a moment, a purple-and-orange beak pokes out of the mess, followed by a flame-orange head with bright yellow eyes. This is as far as the bird can manage to get out of that immense mane.]

This is Philomena, and she is a phoenix. I think they are considered mythical to many of you, much as dragons are? I don't often have cause to keep her cooped up, so I hope that if you see her around the Far Shore, you will be courteous to her and as tolerant of her mischief as she deserves. That is, once we get her out of my mane...

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[letteropener]

Oh, she's a hooffull for sure, but I think I can manage her.

[Yes, Celestia knows exactly what he's talking about. No, she's not going to acknowledge it that easily -- even as her mane shudders from Philomena trying to work a wing free.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

At least let me help you get your mane back in order when you're done.

[Forrest may just want to brush an alicorn's long beautiful curls.]

[letteropener]

You simply want an excuse to play with my mane.

[She's on to you, Forrest.]

You could just ask. You're welcome to come over if you so desire.

[clothes_make_the_man]

Was it that obvious...?

[letteropener]

You were a little insistent. [But Celestia means that kindly, offering a wink to the camera.]