Oh, um... Hello. My name is Lewis... or at least, I think it is. I have arrived in this odd place known as Equestria, a continent filled with creatures known as Equines, or Ponies, if you prefer. The world I'm on, known as Equis, Midguard/Midland, or Equus, is also home to Changelings, Griffons, Dragons, and other creatures, some of which are entirely alone in terms of species, like the "God of Chaos" (God of Chaos my ass), Discord, the Draconequus... then there's the Hydras, the Timberwolves, the Manticores, and also the Cockatrices, which I'm immune to, surprisingly... I thank my poltergeist-y-ness... which also kept me from getting controlled by Discord... Anyway, I'll explain what I can remember from my past as much as I can...

When Twilight first began her experiments in trying to figure out better ways to access the Aether, the realm of magic and souls just outside their physical realm, she did not expect to make significant progress. After all, pony kind has been trying to find out the answer to that line of thinking for centuries.

When she felt herself connect to the other realm Twilight accidentally manipulated its energies in a different sort of way. The Aether bent to her will much easier than before. Getting just a bit too excited, Twilight played with the Aether a tad too freely and the reality-bending powers of the outer realm sucked her into its bottomless depths.

Fortunately Twilight was able to direct herself back to the material realm using the closest, and brightest, soul she could find as an anchor. And the second she looked up at the skull of the skeleton sitting on top of a golden throne, she knew life was about to get more... interesting.

(A crossover with "If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device")

Princess Celestia sends an oddly simple message to Twilight and Spike. The contents: "What are you wearing?" Complications and chaos ensue.
Inspired by this artwork.

Audio Reading by Lead Bread

For as long as she can remember, Scootaloo has hated her mother. She hated the mare who left her behind on the Ponyville Orphanage steps without a backwards glance. She hated her mother for leaving her father to suffer a life without either of them. She hated that selfish coward who couldn't stand to look upon her own baby's weak little wings and be proud of the daughter she had foaled, come what may. She hated her for everything, for she was the mare who ran away.

She's the same mare Scootaloo's running to now, the same mare about whom she'll learn the truth surrounding her abandonment.

She's the same mare who never stopped loving her baby.
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A Mother's Day side-story to the Valentine's Day tale "Love, in Other Words". Reading this beforehand is recommended, but not necessarily required.

My warmest of regards to the extremely talented Famosity for the use of her stunning artwork (I Had A Nightmare Too)

Featured on Fimfiction: 5/12/13

This is the story of "I" a random human with no recollection of my name and stuck in the body of Nightmare moon.

Join me, breaking fandoms, smashing the 4th wall, and rewriting my little pony as you know it. Because of course, there's more than one way to live a Nightmare.

Love is one feeling that can never be taken from someone's heart. No matter how many years of separation, no matter what wrongs were done in the past, no matter how much enmity exists between two ponies, love will always stand; at least that's what Nightmare Moon is hoping for. 700 years ago was the last time she had seen her sister Celestia, and her departing words had simply been 'I love you'. Now, after so long, Nightmare Moon's heart longs for its other half; and thus, she has brought Celestia back from the far away, magically void lands she cast her to so long ago. Now, she wonders if her sister will ever find it in her heart to forgive her for what she's done, and if their lives together can ever resume as they once had.

Takes place 300 years before when Luna would have returned from her banishment to the moon, and takes place in a universe where Nightmare Moon was never banished in the first place.

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SPOILERS IN THE COMMENTS

Twilight Sparkle finds something while searching her old bedroom closet.

The Moon. An airless, lifeless ball of rock and dust.

For over a century, Luna has been trapped on this floating dustball, trying in vain to keep herself occupied. Bored and lonely, she desperately needs a companion. Any kind will do. She's not in the mood to be picky. But when the nearest living thing is hundreds of thousands of miles away, that's a bit of a challenge.

Then one day, she gets an idea. If she can't find a friend, maybe she can make one...

Special thanks to Rain84 for proofreading and editing!

Long ago, the Seraphim granted power to the Doom Slayer that he might conquer the forces of Hell. The Doom Slayer has won, Hell lies defeated, and now he returns to the Seraphim's holy realm. His mission is not over though, he has promises to fulfill, rewards to collect, and as always, evil to defeat. Let those who would harm this sacred land tremble, for the Guardian of Equestria, has returned!

(This story now has two sequels: Legion and the novella Doom Slayer.)

(This is a Displaced Story. If you hate them, please leave)
People don't know how agonizing it is being alone for a few thousand years, stuck in a chair the whole time. Let me tell you, it's not fun. Then, this teeny weeny 'Princess' shows up and acts like she's the boss. Oh, and Sparklebutt is there too.

So, how did this happen? It's was probably that angsty Merchant asshole. Should never have bought from him. News flash kids: when a creepy Merchant guy walks up to you with very desirable wares, walk the fuck away. It's a damn trap.

But the worst part of my endless torment? I'm a fucking corpse sitting on a golden throne, writhing in agony as I slowly decay into nothingness.

....fuck you, Merchant Asshole.

And Sparklebutt, JUST. FUCKING. STOP.

(If The Emperor Had a Text-to-Speech Device)