For several years now, Tom has been maintaining a vigil over the Everfree Forest. Set to guard the secret of the Mirror Pool, he has never once let anything through.

He is surrounded by life and vibrancy, but he feels none of it. Nothing notices him or cares to notice him. He is alone, as alone as a rock can be.

Bloomberg similarly feels lonely, but is surrounded by wanton lust and fake intimacy. He stands apart, but wishes for the eternal coupling that he remembers so many of his elder trees having in Sweet Apple Acres.

Separated by distance and only able to see each other in their dreams, these two must find a way to reconcile far more than their inhibitions if they have any hope of being together.

This was written completely seriously. There's a few puns and whatnot, but this is legitimately a ship between Tom and Bloomberg. You've been warned.

Also featured on a Fic Spotlight. I love you, Tooly Royal Guard.

Also resides in the shelves of Twilight's Library.

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Twilight Sparkle has walked the wastelands for a very long time, but now, at last, he has reached the end of his journey. He only hopes now that the gods will listen to his prayers, and finally allow him a good place to die.

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Lyra has talked Bon Bon into hosting a baking class.

Twilight, Spike and Pinkie Pie are the students.

Uh oh.

Takes place in that magic zone where everything's happened right up until Alicorn Twilight.

Note: This is a comedy, but there are some sharp edges hiding in there. A friendship lesson is learned that probably couldn't be done on the show. Think of it as whipped cream with knives. Be warned.

Additional note: Fimfic won't let me click the 'sad' tag. This is more comedy than drama, but is definitely a dramedy. Sorry if anyone felt misled.

Cover art: Bon Bon design by IamthegreatLyra, Obama Posterization by whatever website I found that does that, slogan by me.

An Entry for NaPoWriMo one shot July contest.

Entered into Twilight's Library 12/1/13.

The armies of the the free world — from the Myrmidons of Minos to the Border Guard of Equestria — unite to free the deer nation Nainuoc from a tyrant and destroy his secret doomsday devices.

Critics see a quagmire, cooked up on flimsy pretenses. Supporters see a just war of liberation, for the safety of the world.

Gilda and Trixie see comically large sums of money, drifting softly into their clutches.

Rarity likes to believe that her intellect, social grace, and etiquette can get her out of virtually any situation. Trees, however, are notoriously difficult to reason with -- as is the pony who stuck her in one.

So to get her out of this, she has logic, reason, magic, careful consideration of all available options, and her true best efforts going into solving the problem.

...it's going to be a long night.

(This story takes place after On The Application..., but it's not necessary to have read that one before this.)

Part of the Triptych Continuum, which has its own TVTropes page and FIMFiction group. New members and trope edits welcome.

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There are many reasons to go into the West. Abandonment of things best left behind is high on the list, right next to the seeking of something important. Something worth any amount of risk or sacrifice.

In June of 1867, along the southern border of the Idaho Territory, an abandoned, wounded traveler, his search and life at risk, is lucky enough to stumble across a decidedly singular horse. One who is also searching for something important, something where no amount of sacrifice or risk could ever be too much.

Man and mare will travel together for a time. And if they're lucky enough to survive the experience, they might just find what they're looking for.

If.

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Twilight asks Discord for a game of chess. Discord agrees - in order to make a point.

And in order to ask Twilight to complete one simple task.

Queen Chrysalis just wants to feed her family. Okay, so a few ponies are enslaved, no biggie, and what's a city or two burned to the ground? More than that, though, she wants a mate. Maybe treating Shining Armor like her personal slave wasn't the best idea to form a lasting relationship, but when you're the centrepiece of a hivemind it's not like you know too many other ways to go about it. However, fate can can deliver good fortune in all manners of guises, and when it knocks on her door with three candidates (whether they want to be or not), surely one of them must be the perfect stallion for her... right?

Ever wonder what the CMC's collective juvee incident file would look like?

How about what it would do to the pony who had to record it?

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Going for a midnight outing Luna runs into a young pegasus. She tells him the story of a time she duelled with Discord in a game of wits...

Written for AugieDog's Luna Contest
Thanks to Mike for all the advice. Thanks also to my lovely wife who put up with me and proofread even though she really doesn't get this fanfiction thing....