Rarity goes out for a spot of frou-frou nonsense. Typical elegant stuff.

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A one-shot character study about the particular pleasure of traditional marksmanship.

(NOTE: NOT FUNNY. However, gunhaver Rarity is part of a comedy - check here for that.)

Did you know Fluttershy was made Royal Game Warden of the last remaining Royal Game Preserve in Equestria? Of course, she only has that title because the newly winged Twilight needed something with which to defraud the government, and that "preserve" is, due to centuries of neglect, actually the Everfree Forest, but that's not really important.

Until, of course, the Griffon Ambassador showed up at her door demanding her services as a hunting guide for his lunch.

Then it was a little important.

Somepony pooped the urinal at the Ponyville school house. Who dunnit?

Not rated T for anything specific, but lets not give the ankle biters any ideas, eh?

This is not a fetish piece, nor anything cloppy, so if you're looking for that, look elsewhere. If, however, you are looking for a primo 'crap'fic (har har) you came to the right place.

~~~You asked, you receive. Bonus chapter up~~~

Twilight has successfully created fake government jobs to help her terminally broke friends be less, uh, terminally broke. All they have to do is pass a simple little background check, just an easy little formality really. Should be no problem for these national heroes, right?

Right?

Well....

I guess the constituent parts of the cover art might be property of the federal gubbermint, but, honestly, I feel like I've spent enough on ATF tax stamps to make me stealing their crisp PNGs an equal exchange.