This could be the story of any small boy and his friends. But it just so happens, that this is the story of the friends of one particular small boy: Christopher Robin.

And the happy pink pony who blusters into the Hundred Acre Woods one particularly windsome Windesday.

Join Tigger, Eeyore, Winnie the Pooh, and the rest of the inhabitants of the Hundred Acre Wood as they meet new friends and explore a new, colorful land called Equestria, and help their new friend get home.

If they can ever find it, that is. Not that they're in any great hurry.

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Much thanks to my prereader, Belligerent Sock.

This story is a sequel to Schadenfreude 2: Schadenfreude Harder

Schadenfreude is a simple pony. He enjoys the little things. Taking up as much room on an elevator as he likes. Sleeping through movies. And being a general annoyance to everyone around him.Of course, this leads to everyone around him disliking him on principle. Which only makes him smile wider.

After one too many "incidents" at his normal job, his employer takes it upon himself to "volunteer" him to work at the castle. As a butler.

For Prince Blueblood.

You can imagine the kind of shenanigans he gets up to now.

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See that [Incomplete] tag below? Yeah. It's happening.

You asked for it. Sequel to Schadenfreude 2: Schadenfreude Harder, and the train wreck that started it all, Schadenfreude.

(New cover art by the fantastic TodayIWriteFanfics!)

Most ponies assume that something is wrong with Ditzy Do's eyes. Theories range from a head injury to a genetic disorder to muscle damage behind her eye. The crueler folk suggest she's just retarded. Nicer ponies say it's just a party trick she never got tired of.

They're all wrong. They're all very, very wrong.

I discovered the truth one day in conversation with her. One eye would always look at me, and the other would wander. At least, I thought it was wandering. So while we were talking, I followed it. Goddess in heaven I wish I had not. Never follow the other eye. Ever. Because Ditzy Do's eyes work fine.

She's just watching something. That... thing that's always in the corner of our eyes. And if she looks at you with both eyes?

Goddess save you.

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Preread by BrastaAAura17, Chase Cosmicwing and dreamingnoctis. Cover art also by dreamingnoctis. Guy's a bro.

This story is a sequel to Schadenfreude

Schadenfreude. A name known throughout the castle, and frequently spoken in conjunction with the phrase "Oh, hell no." He's annoying. He's an expert at annoying the crap out of ponies. And he's Prince Blueblood's butler.

He also loves his job.

Join Schadenfreude as he regales with the tale of how Princess Twilight tries to correct his Cutie Mark.

It's a doozy. Or not.

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My sister and I are nothing alike. She's a model, I'm a stunt flyer. She wears fancy clothes, I wear flight suits. She travels the world, strutting down runways and pouting for cameras. I make tornados for a living. Her name is Runway Project. I'm Lightning Dust. Totally different ponies.

So why does everypony have trouble telling us apart?

And what does she mean, she's here to stay?

I saw this character design and absolutely had to write a story about this chick. Cause DAYUM.

Some ponies think that a life of crime doesn't pay. That it's all getting shot and doing drugs and spending time in jail. The reality?

It's like any other job. Tedious, meticulous, and rarely as exciting as it looks.

Sometimes the most exciting things that happen when you're a career criminal aren't even on the job. And sometimes, even in the midst of explosions, bank heists, and drug deals, you still have time to yawn. Or crack a few bad jokes.

With a name like Schadenfreude and a special talent for either finding or setting off all those little nuances or annoying ticks that just drive ponies mad, you'd think he'd spend most of his time in prison. On the contrary.

He's Prince Blueblood's butler.

Actually, he does get thrown in the dungeon a lot.

Here's just one of those instances.

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It has been some time since Luna has returned. She has her own guards, her own duties, again. She even has her own festivals.

She also has her own fans.

So when an all-too familiar scenario plays itself out from the other side of the mirror, Luna enlists one of her most "faithful" subjects to collect a motley group of ponies to do their duty for their country and help out whenever they can.

Of course, all the solitary archivist has to work with is an obsessive gambler, a not-so-quite-zen martial artist, a hard-drinking retired soldier, a cellist, and a member of the guard who aspires to be everypony's knight-in-shining.

We're all quite possibly doomed.

[This is a legacy story from my Fanfiction.net account, and follows cannon up to the end of season one. Yeah, it's old. I haven't updated it in a long time, but, like Johnny Spurs, if there is interest I will pick it up again. Featured on EqD years ago.]

Johnny Spurs just wants to have a normal life where people pay him to do stuff and he gets to eat sleep and drink without worry. Asshole Cat just wants to be fed and left alone. They make a decent enough pair.

Then, some brilliant individual decides it'd be a great idea to send these two lunatics out into the wide wide world of Equestria to search for treasure. Or something.

Neither of them was really paying attention.

As Shining Armor stares down the barrel of the guns of war, he expressed his final thoughts to himself, his soldiers, and his enemies.

A challenge fic written for Emerald Flight of The Writer's Group. I had to write a story based purely on the phrase 'Pity the Rain.' This is what happened.