“Hmm, I wonder who it could be,” He mocked, pretending to be lost in thought. “Fluttering Heart’s too old, and Felix is too young. Your cousin Nova isn’t any good at magic, so not him. Maybe…” he trailed off.
Charity’s smirk faltered as Carnation pulled an identical acceptance letter out of his saddlebag.
“Me?” Carnation finished. Now it was his turn to be smug.
Charity brushed off her shock, scowling at the other unicorn. “W-well, whatever! Anypony can get accepted into that school. But not everypony can pass the entrance exam,” she said. Her smile returned. “And not everypony can get into two fancy schools!” Charity pulled another acceptance letter from her bag, this one from the Canterlot Academy for Young Leaders.
Carnation laughed. “Yeah, not everypony. But at least two.” He opened his bag again and took out a letter from the same school. Charity stared at it for a moment, then narrowed her eyes at the colt. “I hate you.”