My name is Ryan Chaser. I am currently the only human living in a world filled with sapient ponies. I have lived my life in this world for almost seven years now, and have so far been able to keep my life a secret. Recently, however, it is getting more and more difficult to stay hidden like I have. It's only a matter of time before something happens and my existence is revealed to the world. Though I am not certain of what their reactions will be...

Just a side note, this will follow cannon episodes from the beginning. This story also goes along the assumption that ponies are officially considered "adult" at a much younger age. Rated Teen for violence. It's minimal, but just to be safe.

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A girl with indigo hair landed in my shower in a flash of light, can use magic and claims that she is, or was, a pony...and says I'm the crazy one. I promise, I'm not. Though her elitist little mannerisms might just drive me to kill her, we'll see if we can get her back to her home before that happens.

(A Reverse HIE Romantic Dramity)

(Standard disclaimers of non-ownership apply)

(Cover Image credited to artist)

Spike has had it. It's not his fault the library is a shambles. In fact, he tried his very best to save it.

And now he's supposed to take the blame? Not this time! Until Twilight starts to fully appreciate his worth, Spike goes on strike!

Big Macintosh goes on strike when he sees he's the one doing all the heavy lifting and harder work at Sweet Apple Acres while his sisters frolic. His idea catches fire throughout Ponyville, and soon every stallion is up in arms! Sexism explodes in the tiny town, it's Stallions on Strike!

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The story of Moon Mender continues after his dream of an ending ceases.  He continues his struggle to belong in a world so far divorced from the only other experience he can remember, but as an outsider of truly alien mindset, will he ever be able to find a place in Equestria?  More importantly, will the life he left behind give up on its death grip so easily?  The most important thing to remember is that things are rarely as they seem and sometimes, some things are better off forgotten.

This story is a direct sequel to Memory Pending.  Without having read that, this story might be a little strange to most, which is frightening considering how strange it is already.  It can be read as a standalone story of course, but you won't get the most out of it.

Further, I’m fully aware that not everypony enjoys more mature themes, so any scenes containing things of an M rated nature shall only be released in a separate story when the time comes.  This story deals with more mature themes on a whole, as a warning.  This version will do its best to censor the really sensual or graphic content out, of course.

Last but not least, this story has reached this final format through combined efforts of not just myself, but many a helpful pony along the way!  Here’s an abbreviated list of those involved and the rolls they played:

Kiroberos – Author (Obviously)

Julia – Alpha Reader (Corrections, Grammar, and Flow)

Azu – Beta Reader (Corrections, Flow)

ExplosiveBrohoof – Beta Reader (Grammar)

Muffinking – Beta Reader (Corrections, Grammar)

All of my readers for being amazing, supportive, and best of all, enjoying the world we read and write about.

After the Smarty Pants incident, Big Mac ran off with Twilight's Smarty Pants doll, much to his little sisters' amusement. When he refused to return it, an anger fueled spell from Twilight resulted in a BIG problem for Big Mac, with Smarty Pants at the 'heart' of it

Cover art by Paper-pony

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North of Canterlot, in the far marches of the Equestrian lands near the border with the Griffon tribes, there is a mountain that flies.

It is not shaped like the mountains adhering to the rocky earth far below. It is not shaped like the easy geometric summits drawn in foal’s storybooks. It does not share their snow-capped peaks or bedrock roots. There are no veins of ore running through it like blood. It cannot be climbed.

But it is a mountain, nevertheless.

You know these stories where somebody suddenly wakes up with a creepy, unknown voice in their head? Well that's what's happening to me, except I'm that strange voice, and I'm not stuck in somebody, I'm stuck in somePONY.

How did I get here? And how will I ever find a way to go back without so much as a body to call my own?

My first ever fanfic of anything ever, so feel free to rip it to shreds if it sucks.

Just wanted to toy with the "voices in my head" shtick.

Nobody really likes to move, you leave friends and loved ones behind, familiar surroundings and move to someplace that is different from what you are used to. You have to learn the ropes all over again, make new friends and find your way around, not an easy or fun thing to do.

But what makes a move like that worse, is when it happens and you sleep through the whole thing.

Have you ever have a moment in your life that you didn't expect to happen? Well recently I have. Not only have I been ripped from my home and put into a world of colorful ponies, but I had to be turned into one of my former favorite animals.

A cat.

That can talk.

.........My life sucks so much.

A/N : The main character is from a world where MLP dosen't exist. So everything is unknown to him. Artwork by Enfysneko on Deviantart