Sweetie Belle has the grand idea. Silver Spoon has the cash to make it happen. And Rarity has both the spare storeroom and goodwilled ignorance to give two troublemakers the space they need to add an artificial addition to their rambunctious ranks.

Very very lean oneshot that is my first foray into pure comedy. It's also more of an opening scene for a longer story than the self-sustained vignettes I usually write. Consider it a filler upload while work continues on It Takes A Princess.

This is an entry in the Snippet Series, an anthology of old oneshots that I (and my good buddy Str8aura) wrote based around interesting pics I found. New ones will be posted every Thursday for the foreseeable future.

For many long years, Twilight Sparkle worked to try to reform Cozy Glow. She'd be released from her stone prison periodically for a new reformation attempt, and she'd inevitably end up trying to conquer Equestria again. Being turned into a statue became a regular habit for her over the years. There were always more chances to conquer Equestria, always another attempt to reform her, and she wasn't aware of the passage of time each period she was committed to her prison.

Until one day, she was released again—only to find no one was there.

Cover Art by Shaslan

Have you ever just sat down and thought about everything that you are and what you know? Have you ever wondered, how much of that is real? How many of those thoughts are actually yours?

Inspired by Blue Wallflower, which you should go read.

Reviewed by Red Parade: Review

In this non-canon side fic you can enjoy the adventures of Green in a galaxy far far away. If only she wasn't still a filly.

With thanks to The Senate for co-writing.

Don't expect frequent updates on this one.

When I agreed to be sent to Equestria I didn't read the fine print. I'm the wrong age, the wrong sex, and lost in the wilderness.

New Cover art commissioned from Lunar Froxy.

Rainbow Dash's morning was pretty much ruined.
She tripped getting out of bed and landed flat on her face, giving herself an aching muzzle.
She forgot to buy her favorite brand of hay flakes at the store yesterday and had to eat plain toast for breakfast.
She found out she had to pull double-duty today and tomorrow on the weather patrol.
Oh, and she found a nearly-dead foal, broken and bleeding at the edge of Ponyville.

The rest of her day became a whirlpool of stress and worry but the colt woke up, thank Celestia.
Something's not right, though. Nopony can find his parents, he's not in the registers, and there's an unsettling look in his eye...

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YouTube reading by Fire Hearth

Chinese Translation by forgivenlove

Russian Translation by Likantrop

TV Tropes page, if you're interested in that sort of thing.

The first worst part of loving somepony is that you eventually have to tell them, that was something nopony disputed. The second worst thing is that they will leave you, or so a certain mare thinks. Princess Celestia struggles to cope with both of these thoughts when she sends Twilight Sparkle to Ponyville.

An expanded version of my first submission to the Twilestia collab. My prompt was 'Chariot'. Preread by Cynewulf. Cover art is by Plainoasis. Buy this story! Contribute to the TVTropes page!

Rob Haddington is worried. He can't get a straight answer out of his girlfriend as to her whereabouts, and his cousin Tom has been AWOL for a while now. Desperate and determined to get to the bottom of the mystery, he finds himself thrust into a whole different kettle of fish for which he is hopelessly underprepared.

This story was requested by Moonlight Blues, and written to mark Hearts and Hooves Day.

Cozy was never in Tartarus. Cozy never met Grogar nor Chrysalis. Cozy is not in prison, except the one in her mind.

Celestia. Princess. Dawn-bringer. Herald of the sun and usherer of every new day. All these and more were titles she had lived up to with pedigree and regality.

But because of it, she’s missed out on so much.

Rarely did she and her dear sister Luna ever get to escape their constant tutoring and drawling studies, especially for some merriment and revelry. No games. No fun. Smiles were to be meant as an obligated greeting to any delegates and subordinates, but never were they to be derived from silliness or a joyous time.

Long has she sought to break free from all this and truly be herself. But after ruling on her lonesome for a millennia she had been left with almost no free time, especially with her sister no longer there to join her.

Could this be the day?

Cover art by Veggie55

Source: https://derpibooru.org/images/943024?q=Celestia%2Ccmc%2CSafe%2Ccomic%2Cyounger