Rarity disappeared years ago. Rainbow never got the full story. No one wanted to talk about it. Painful memories, bits and pieces of half-remembered interactions, none of it told her anything. So she started looking on her own, and at long last, she found Rarity.

On a different continent, under a different name, with a different life.

Rainbow would like to know why.

Carrot Cake wasn't too sure about this 'blind date' business, but with his love life staler than weeks old pastry, it couldn't hurt to try, could it? And with the whole point of a blind date being you didn't know the other pony, particularly their past, well, it gave him a better chance at love.

Written for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Pride Contest

Thanks so much to everyone in Quills and Sofas who read and left me comments, especially Vis-A-Viscera, wishcometrue, TheLegendaryBillCipher, Dawn (themoontonite), Ruby, and Lofty. I couldn't have done it without all of your help

(Cover art drawn by myself. If you are an author and would like cover art, pm me!)

Scootaloo writes home to Princess Twilight from the Dragonlands, telling her why the filly that left Equestria will never return.

Part of the first Pride and Positivity event.

Black Lives Matter - Where to Donate or Support Black People MasterDoc

Originally written in 38 minutes for a Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Panic Fiction, then later expanded.

Many thanks to the endlessly pleasant themoontonite, the emphatically astute wishcometrue, and Silent Whisper, who assures you all that no enbies were harmed in the writing of this fic.

Tender Rows is down on her luck. In fact, she's pretty much down on her life. After being fired from nearly every job in Ponyville, Tender must seek a new occupation or face life on the streets. However, not all jobs are as easy as they seem.

A Tender Rows story. Prequel to Garden of Roses

Edited by the dobermans Thank you so much, good sir for your observations and talent.

Practice makes perfect. And Princess Twilight wants everything to be perfect. Especially the end of the world.

While in the market, Fluttershy witnesses a strange pony appear out of thin air. Fluttershy and her friends want to help the stranger, but the mare's problem goes far beyond anything they've encountered before. It might take a unique perspective on friendship to solve the problem.

As it turns out, Fluttershy has one of those.

Written for The Writeoff Association's "Look, I Can Explain..." contest.

This story is a sequel to Dear Applebloom

Inspired by Rarity and Applejack's letters, Rainbow Dash writes her biggest fan a letter of her own that will shed light not only on Scootaloo's origins, but Rainbow Dash's as well.

Special thanks to AcrylicDawn for the cover art.

After staying away from her friends for years, Fluttershy is stunned to discover Rainbow Dash on her doorstep looking injured and asking for sanctuary in her escape from someone she won't name.

Full cast audio reading with special word from the author can be found on my YouTube channel here, starring TheLostNarrator, Illya Leonov and Starryflame.

Minor spoilers for MLP: The Movie

Her plans are foiled, nopony seems to bear a grudge and the Friendship Festival is in full swing. Tempest isn't in a partying mood and keeps to the sidelines, where she encounters an earth pony mare who knows a thing or two about screwing up your own life.

Takes place before Twilight Sparkle talks Tempest into showing off her horn powers through firework.

The war pressed ever northwards, and Luna lead as the tip of that spear. Before her lay the abandoned town, Snow Vale. A safe pass through the mountains. A staging ground to strike at the Empire's very heart.

Sombra's beaten and broken slave-soldiers were retreating into the town. An oncoming blizzard darkened the horizon and within, icy demons fed to bloating by the war bay and howl. Luna narrowed her eyes. It would come too late. She would rout the enemy. She would take Snow Vale. She would claim the pass for their armies.

Half a league. Half a league. Half a league forwards.

Luna regarded her soldiers. Bright eyed, hot-breathed, ready. She smiled and gave the order.

They charged.