When Princesses Celestia and Luna visit a public art gallery, they come upon a painting of Celestia, banished to the moon. They react to this in the only reasonable way: artistic criticism and analysis.
At the moment before she leaves Equestria forever, Sunset Shimmer's destiny is taken away from her. A new path unmarked by pony hooves is placed before her.
Modern just in time supply chains require arcane logistics. The people I work for specialise in that special kind of magic. Me? I just make sure stuff gets from A to B. And I'm good at it.
Luna has hidden a deep, dark secret from the ponies she watches over so lovingly. Were they to discover it, she can only imagine what it would do to the image they now hold of her. Twilight thinks it's just precious.
Unicorns might know a thing or two about buying real estate, but they don't know anything about soil contamination. Somebody's about to learn a valuable lesson.
Rarity has conquered Equestria, but she is unsure how to deal with a cult led by Fluttershy and the cult's second-in-command, Twilight Sparkle, who seems to have plans of her own...
Twilight is having a sleepover with her best friend (and crush) Sunset Shimmer, and they have the house all to themselves. Unbeknownst to Twilight, Sunset has some plans for the evening.
Lord Grogar has been defeated. At least until he returns yet again to bring the world to the edge of destruction, as he has countless times before. Only this time things will be different. Much different.
For a mare of Rarity's calibre, chances to relax and indulge are few and far between. When a new opportunity arises to do exactly that, however, how could she say no?
Juniper and Twilight walk through Canterlot Mall, reflecting on their respective lives and futures. And maybe the occasional contingency plan for the inevitable robot apocalypse.
You work for a minotaur named Jim Jam at a general store in Manehattan. It's an okay job; more importantly, the schedule is open enough for you to pursue your true passion: exploring ancient ruins.
Twilight Sparkle asks Starlight Glimmer to be the guidance counselor for the School of Friendship. Starlight, understandably, needs time to process this. And maybe a few strong drinks.
Goldie Delicious has wandered off to the next great adventure, leaving behind an important piece of Apple and Earth Pony history. Somepony must go into her cabin to retrieve it.
Twilight has a secret coltfriend that nobody knows about. Not even her. And he’s not too sure either. Then Luna gets involved, and it only gets weirder.
Sunny days, gentle breezes and light evening showers. The weather in Ponyville is perfect, thanks to the hard work of the weather team. Everypony loves it. Except, it turns out, the weather team itself. A story about passion and pegasi.
Sunset Shimmer bailed Rarity out of a huge jam by secretly painting Carousel Boutique's window displays for her. But how did Sunset manage to do so if the boutique had been closed overnight?
A traditional Hearth's Warming in Chonamare involves the pegasi bringing fresh snow and a big feast on the village green. It doesn't involve a feral storm.
From the stone age to the modern world, Celestia guides her little ponies into the future. And she needs to keep playing. Just one more turn. Always one more turn.
Rarity just had a perfect date with a perfect colt. But something isn’t right. She goes to her old childhood journal for inspiration and notices a strange trend... huh, she sure did write about Applejack a lot.
The worth of a dragon is measured by their hoard, so what happens when a dragon travels to a distant abbey to find the most precious treasure of all: a tiny alicorn, named Cadenza.
Movement in the edges of her vision. Little voices in her ears. Bits of cloud and ash on her pristine white coat. The Honorable Recorders are about their business.
Once is an accident. Twice is coincidence. Thrice is a pattern. Filthy Rich knows this pattern, and he's smelled this quiche before. It's time for a talk.
Rainbow Dash naps a lot. Every day, several times a day, she can be found sleeping on clouds, or in trees, or even, very rarely, in her own bed at her house. And she always seems to have so much free time. Does she ever do any work?