When Rarity and Rainbow Dash took their first steps down the road of romance, they had hoped telling their friends would be their greatest trial. However, when the complications of an injury leave one of them disfigured and the other racked with guilt, they find themselves leaning on each other to simply maintain balance in their lives.

Sequel to Third Time's a Charm

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I don’t question the “life” bar floating over my head, or my “EXP” gauge, or the little phantasmal boxes that appear whenever I look at an “equippable” object that show its “statistics.” It’s normal for small messages to appear in the sky every now and then, such as [System update in 2 hours.] My kind worships the Developers, higher beings that direct, create, and control everything we see. It’s all normal. This is how things have always been, since I was born. My father, my grandfather, my ancestors have all accepted and coped with these elements.

So why does everything feel so... fake?

My name is Twilight_Sparkle, and I know there’s something wrong here.

Co-Written by GaruuSpike and Chaotic Dreams.

When Rainbow Dash crashes into the library one too many times, Twilight ends up becoming her coach for the upcoming Best Young Flier Competition. But Rainbow Dash wants more, and relationships are never as perfect as they seem.

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"I'm not afraid of anything!"

except failure

"I'm awesome!"

i'm hurt

"I'm there for my friends!"

i need help

"I'm always willing to lend a hoof!"

why don't they see

Help

<Inspired by this amazing artwork>

The mane six take shelter in a place that is, for now, safe from a disaster occurring outside.

This gruesome tale of violence and death is not recommended for colts, fillies, or the faint of heart.

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In the heat of the moment, some ponies have a habit of letting things out. Sometimes they are minor things that most just shrug off and forget about in a matter of milliseconds. Sometimes they are things that, once revealed, shake the very foundation of their existence.

Rarity's latest revelation falls into the latter.

Rainbow Dash wakes up in the middle of a pine tree forest, badly injured, unable to move and unable to speak. The only thing she can remember before she was knocked unconscious was colliding with the sharp branches of a pine tree. Now she lays in the middle of a forest, vulnerable and in mute agony.

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For most of Applejack's life, she didn't know what she was. True, she understood who she was well enough.

But ponies don't change shapes, nor do they get strength from love.

Applejack never thought too hard on it... until the events of a certain wedding brought about some harsh realizations.

Now, with Equestria still reeling from the surprise attack, will Applejack manage to come to terms with what she is? Will she even be able to keep her secret safe?

For if the royal guards don't get her first, the conspirators in the shadows just might...

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A Collab with RainbowBob, the genius brain that brought you Hades is Such a Great Neighbor and Seriously?

Gordon Ramsay, head of the Hell's Kitchen tournament grows tired of working with humans that are the same every year. The drama of men pitted against women has just grown overly tiring, so he has an idea...

With the help of Celestia and Luna, he brings the show to Equestria for the 11th season! 18 ponies, all of which have different levels of cooking. All have a will to win the ultimate prize: Hell's Kitchen and 250,000 bits. Friends turn against each other as the heat of the kitchen causes heat amongst their friendships.

The team that wins each round is judged by the happiness of the diners, the overall skill that they show in the kitchen, and for the first time, each service will have three judges. Celestia, Luna, and Discord!

Will their friendships collapse? Will Gordon Ramsay find the power of friendship? Will Derpy ruin everything? Will Discord turn the entire restaurant upside down?

But most of all... Who will win?

A broken party of friends struggles to reunite.

Rainbow Dash continues to fly east.