When the Cutie Mark Crusader's plan to get their cutie marks backfire, Applejack saves them but ends up stranded deep within the Everfree Forest. Now, she must use all of her wits and skills to survive as something not belonging to this world hunts her. Meanwhile, Apple Bloom must face the guilt of what she has done before it destroys her friendships forever.

Author's Note: This is book 2 of my series. However, it isn't necessary to read book one first, there will be a few minor references to the first story, but you'll follow it just fine. But why not check it out while you wait for the next chapter?

Princess Cadence and Shining Armor are ready for the birth of their foal. In the meantime, celebrations of all kinds mingle with the regular business of a new heir.

Taxes, cider, and a discussion on family history should be enough of a complication without the troubles of finding a name for the foal. A good laugh here and there sprinkled with serious business.

Delivering a foal, calming irate nobles who see another tax rise as a threat, and still keeping the peace. All in a night's work for the two Alicorn sisters.

(Takes place after the events of AoS (Arch of Shadows))

Pipsqueak was sitting in his room bored and restless. He thought it's time to go on a adventure. What amazing and exciting place would he travel to? The deep ocean or a tropical island with pirates on his tail. He will only discover it in his backyard.

Thank you, Deleth

Even you, Even I. On paper it is written, on clocks it is timed.

(A random bunch of rhymes.)

(It's sorta random, sorta not, makes little sense.)

So there I was in the forest, looking everywhere for love to eat. Then my eyes fell upon a cute little bug, maybe this little guy could help feed me.

When darkness and despair comes to claim you, it doesn't matter what you fight for, so long as you fight for something that matters.

"War is hell, but this story is poetry. The unnamed protagonist in battle, an uncomfortably parallel to reality, masterfully paints a picture in such a short amount of time. It is, indeed, poetry."
—Flint Sparks, The Royal Guard

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A 90-minute midnight-vignette inspired by The Descendent.
Reading by Scribbler.

Bob is having a bad day. All he wanted was a spa day with Star Manz, but the universe decided that he has to run around to different places just to find a bottle of lotion. and on top of that, its with freaking ponies.

The photo was drawn by me, don't like it? deal with it.

it is placed right after Twilacorn came. It will talk about some other shows. the point is, I don't own any of them

PS. Its gonna be very hard to understand most of the time. a gift for a friend

She has seen the fall of an empire, divided by its rulers. Friends turned to traitors, sibling against sibling, daughter against mother
She has felt the pains of hunger, loss of beautiful friends tarnished by rust and grime
She has stared into the very deaths of hell itself. She has lost so much more than any pony could imagine
But still remains crying out for something anypony to hear her side. To stop this civil war between the two empires
Yet no pony heard her pleads, so she donned the armor she vowed to never wear

This story was inspired by a youtube comment on this song
this is also my first fanfic ever and probably the longest thing I've ever typed up in my life.

It has been 1000 years and finally the curse that was placed on the dark queen Nightmare Moon has been broken. Now she awakens with a group of her former croonies: Trixie Lulamoon her daughter, Zecora the monster maker, and Gilda a loyal yet vicious Griffon soldier. This frightens Equestria's guardian, Princess Celestia, who calls together a team of ponies ready to defend the world from Nightmare Moon's dark forces. A team only known... as The Mighty Morphin' Pony Rangers.

This story, while it will have some camp, is written as an attempt to show a darker nature to The Power Rangers stories since nearly all the other ones that I've seen on here, while good, are every bit as campy as the original versions were which I'm not faulting at all as it is the author's stories and not mine. I hope you enjoy this story, however, and stick around for more because darkness lurks around every corner.

Granny Smith has fallen into serious debt. How can she solve this problem?