She looked around.  Nopony.  She half expected a tumbleweed to lazily roll by, the scene was so fitting.  Hmph.  Oh well, nopony to bother her.  She started to turn, but a glint caught her eye.  She focused on where it came from.  A shrub by her doorway.  Shrubs aren't shiny.  Something in the shrub, perhaps?  She stuck her head below the base of the shrub, looking for the source of the shiny.  A black box sat there, under the shrub.  Covered in dirt, slightly worn, but not a Scratch on it's surface.

The daring explorer, Nathan Drake, thought his days of adventure with Victor Sullivan and his wife, Elena Fischer, were coming to a close.  They had found the legendary Iram of the Pillars, and pretty much saved the world from a power-hungry mad-person once more.  They were forced to abandon their new plane high above the desert, and thankfully, this time, it had parachutes.  If only Nate's parachute worked.  He wakes to find himself in a desert.  Again.  Go figure.  But this isn't any desert of Earth.  He's trapped in a land where the sun never sets, and the remnants of ponykind struggle to survive, their final hope for their former lives to be restored seemingly lost, years ago.  But Nathan provides a spark, and maybe there's still hope to be found.

[Based after the ending of Uncharted 3: Drake's Deception, and after the end of Season 2 of MLP.  References to all three games are made, but not necessary to be known for the plot line.  First 'crossover' Fic, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. (Gore and mild language)]

They say a picture is worth a thousand words.  They say a picture can capture the essence of the land.  But sometimes it doesn't work out like that.  A picture still needs a story for it.  And pictures can't capture the emotion of the land quiet like the naked eye.  This is a tale of Spearmint, a sad Pegasus, who wants more in life than just a dusty old photo.  This is the road that is less traveled.  

Rated Teen for mild violence, mild language, and mild suggestive themes.

(Other characters may be added on as the story progresses, to avoid spoiling anything for at least a brief time.  Each chapter will be accompanied by a 'journal' entry, and some will contain pictures described during the story, all of which are original and taken by myself, unless otherwise noted.  Cover photo credit to my friend)

An epidemic of a new sort has his Equestria!  It's not a disease or a spell gone wrong, it's something even more horrendous, fast food!  How will the residents of Ponyville, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders, take on this challenge of greasy dandelion burgers, hay fries, and cheap toys?!

--Warning: Do not read if hungry--

The Unicorn Golden Fyre, and his faithful Pegasus assistant Quick Sylver are two very special ponies.  They both own and work a metalworking and design shop in Canterlot, and are responsible for producing new armor designs for the Royal guard.  With the man who employed them now married to a Princess, they thought were out of a job, with the now Prince Shining Armor probably to busy to remember his old friends.  It wasn't until they heard a knock on the door that they did anything productive in days.  They each had received a notice from the Royal Guard Corp.  They had been conscripted.