Twilight and Rarity decide to put a foalhood rumor to the test.

Edited by Undome Tinwe

This story is part of the First and Only Raritwi Bomb: A week's worth of stories and art all centered around Rarity and Twilight. If you liked this story, the previous story posted was Tactics by Rose Quill, and you can find a master list of all Raritwi Bomb content Here.

Happy Halloween!

Pinkie being Pinkie gets in the way of one of Twilight's spell. Anon takes up the responsibility of being a pet owner so Twilight can work out a fix.
But how can anyone handle a Pinkie even more hyperactive than before?

This story is a sequel to Belly Rubs in Pony Prison

[WARNING: Contains ear scratching, hugs, and blushing cheeks]

Anonymous is sent to jail for his most heinous crimes of first degree meanness, there he finds doing a few favours for those around him will allow him to live a comfortable life.

A sequel to Belly Rubs In Pony Prison, not required reading to understand however.

[WARNING: Contains ear scratching, belly rubs, and blushing cheeks]

Anonymous is sent to jail for his most heinous crimes of bullying in the second degree, there he meets a mare working as a prison guard called Cookies 'n Cream.

Written originally for the Anon in Pone Prison threads on /mlp/, which is where the OC Cookies 'n Cream (Pictured) comes from.

This isn't how she planned it, but things have gone awry. Surely there is some solution to this flood of Lunas.

Done for Moonwing.

Russian translation provided by Shaddar!

Octavia's lived the high life for years. Practice after practice paid off and she's risen through the ranks. Now, she works for the Royal Orchestra itself, toiling every day to produce perfection. Untouchable, practiced, impeccable...lonely.

Vinyl couldn't be any lower. Out of home, out of work, and nowhere to go but to a cold grave. Cast out and left to fend for herself, Vinyl has nothing, not even a friend to call her own.

The two cross paths.

A love story that many have known, and yet different. Both come in broken, beaten down people, their only hope each other.

Anon is low on cash.

Well actually, he’s not low on cash but rather bits. He’s also recently been turned into a unicorn mare, but that’s not important. What is important is that Anon decided to rob a pony bank, for pony currency, and that it also ended rather poorly.

Artwork found here.

Anon was your average wannabe NEET who just wanted to coast through life. Though it seems a certain Purple Smart just couldn't help but dabbling in the dark arts some totally legitimate magic and caused another tear in the space-time continuum, ripping Anon from some important work (see; eating an entire box of Frosted Flakes and watching reruns) and into the land of ponies. It wouldn't have been as bad for dear ol' Anon, except, Purple Smart tried to fix it...Anon was not happy with the results.

Just a one-shot of a prompt from Discord that got talked about a long while ago. Had it lying around, so here you go. Don't take it too seriously, cause I certainly didn't. Like I said, just a prompt I thought was kinda funny.

This story is a sequel to 2+2=3?

All artists want their art to be held in the highest regards. For Anon, that means she wants on the fridge.

Featured 1/26/21

Warning; Contains a drawing so horrendous, so terrible, your eyes may bleed. You have been warned.

Cover Sauce