The war is finally over. We ponies have lost. Our plan to convert humanity into ponies has failed. Hundreds of thousands are dead. Homes destroyed. Our nation is shattered and near annihilation. All because we underestimated humanity and their refusal to become like us.

I alone now hold the fate of my people in my hooves against the humans who want nothing more than to destroy us for the so called atrocities we have committed against them. I've lost my friends one way or another. My family. My fellow Princesses.

I have but one duty and that is, reluctantly, to see that we are shown mercy.

I'm just afraid of the cost. Or what I will learn from this.

Based on The Conversion Bureau series.

Pre-Read by bahatumay and Chaotic Note

Edited by Biker_Dash and wlam and Bemmo

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All of Equestria is bathed in an unusual darkness. When the sun and the moon have both gone missing from the horizon, and the Royal Sisters alongside them, what can be done? Who could have possibly caused such a disaster?

Waking up to an empty castle, Raven Inkwell, Royal Advisor, takes it upon herself to search for answers. What, and who, she finds claiming the throne, will change Equestria forever.

In the middle of the night of 1986, a twelve-year-old girl wakes up to find an armored pegasus underneath her bed. The pegasus suddenly leaves, but not without the little girl following him back to Equestria. There she finds Princess Celestia when she asks the little girl what her name was, she nearly goes into shock.

"It's Lauren," she said. "My name is Lauren Faust."

Update: Proofread by Fort Impression and Airchi. And a huge thank you to SecrretBrony01 for finally getting this edited fully.

I also want to thank MrAquino, FanficFanPony and Starburst Gleam for helping me keep this story moving with their helpful suggestions. And a tremendous thank you to Lotus Moon for volunteering to read this on YouTube from beginning to end.

The human known as Anon is sick and tired of the rules of the universe—at least the one he’s found himself in at the moment. So he decides to pick a fight with the pony equivalent of Jesus.

Nothing good ensues.

On the last mission to save Equestria, Rainbow Dash was hurt. Not critically and she'll heal, but for now she's grounded. But she also promised that she'd do a Sonic Rainboom at the next Wonderbolts show for Scootaloo's parents, and she is not going to let her girl down.

Solution: get another Rainbow Dash.

There's just two problems.

First, Spitfire knows her team backwards and forwards and she's not fooled.

Second, the human Rainbow Dash doesn't actually know how to do a Rainboom as a pony.

I'm sure this won't cause any problems.

Written as part of the Quills & Sofas 2024 Wonderbolts Contest.

Featured 4/30/2024 - 5/5/2024!

Also appearing on Equestria Daily on 5/3/3024!

He got to meet the creator of Ponyfinder and score some books and a few figures to go with. Which should he paint first? He settled on a pegasus and gets out his paints. This is gonna be good.

Hot button themes present: HiE, Ponified

Somewhere in the storm, the van lost a window. No matter, the equipment is weatherproof and so are the pegasi.

Highway hypnosis can be cured by a trip to Starbucks. The weather ponies have never been, so what better opportunity?

It's been three months since Princess Celestia appeared in your bed. Three months since she took that bed, along with your sheets and your pillows. Three months since she nearly drove your girlfriend away from you. But peace was made, and everything had been going relatively smoothly. Life was even beginning to look up.

Until today.

A spin-off of Ocalhoun's Princess Celestia is in your bed.
Cover art/inspiration by GSphere.
With pre-reading/advice from Admiral Biscuit, NeonGreenTiger, and Majin Syeekoh.

Live reading by Ichabod Creep!
Russian translation by Hellsmenser!
Chinese translation by Dashwhite!

After a long day’s work, Celestia loves nothing more than to get her belly rubbed by Josh, the Royal Belly Scratcher.

All she wanted was a Shamrock shake, smooth and cool, deliciously clover-y . . . but that's not what she got.

Merry May's been on Earth long enough to know that the pictures of food on a menu board and the actual food item received bear little resemblance. She hasn't yet figured out that there's sometimes outright deception. Shamrock Shakes contain no actual clover; they're not even clover-flavored.

Now with a reading by StraightToThePointStudio!