"Zecora? As the Mayor of Ponyville, I owe you an apology."

A double entry in the May 2024 Pairings Contest and the Dialogue-Only Contest.

Friendships don't always last, time isn't always well-spent, and not everyone gets a happy ending. Everypony has their regrets, paths not taken, failures and lost loves. Sometimes, it's too late for second chances.

Takes place in Rainbowdoubledash's Lunaverse. It's time for Winter Wrap Up in Ponyville, and Representative Trixie has to take part. She wishes she could have stayed in bed.

This story is a sequel to The Akita and The Wolf

Geralt Jameson is having a great day. He made friends (with the potential for a marefriend), had a wonderful, if very late dinner, and even got to meet a Princess with very her own Digimon.

Now he's on a quest. A quest to accompany two mares to the town of Ponyville. Their quests? To find an affordable house or apartment, and to find a building that could serve as a restaurant for the pair of ponies his daughter now worked with.

Geralt's quest has an intriguing addition. For Ponyville has a Dojo, for what martial art he was not sure. The Dojo however does not have a master, simply a single member. If Geralt wishes to take this dojo for his own, he will need to defeat this Rainbow Dash.

Hey look a sequel. I hope this one is as enjoyable as the last.

Pre-reader: mattchilly.

Tags: Profanity for F***, Sh**, Etc., Sex for a wolf and a DJ annoying an Octavia (and Pinkie), and Violence for MORTAL KOMBAT!

Applejack storms into the Town Hall, glaring at any pony that so much as glances her way. "Where's that mayor?!" She stomps with each step, tail lashing on her way to Mayor Mare's office. She expects satisfaction, and swears she will leave with it.

Written for the Pairs contest.

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A story of loss and reunion for Hearth’s Warming.

One stormy night, Rainbow is on weather watch and tries to tackle a twister that is too strong for her, crashing miles from anywhere and unable to fly.
She is posted Missing In Action and her friends and family believe her to be dead, but a grumpy old hermit comes to her rescue.

Happy Hearth's Warming everypony.

Becoming an alicorn isn’t a reason to give up on friendly get-togethers. Brunch and a competition to solve the Manehattan Times crossword puzzle is a Sunday tradition for Twilight Sparkle, Cheerilee, and Mayor Mare. As the newest alicorn studies her developing magic, she will learn an unexpected lesson about the power of words.

After being fired from Ponyville General Hospital and searching for a new line of work. Nurse Redheart gets a job working for Mayor Mare in the town hall. Turns out making a volitile ex-nurse deal with complaints and appointments all day long isn't the best idea. Now with a sequel!

Rated T for Redheart rage.

The Princesses' birthday celebration is here again, and Mayor Mare needs a scapegoat—er, trusted citizen—to handle Ponyville's gift. Certainly, deciding what to get for an ancient ruler who's seen everything will be a piece of cake. Hm, cake. Maybe that's not such a bad idea.

Third-place winner in The Write-Off Association's contest "Lonely Happiness."

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Cheerilee has been a teacher in Ponyville for many years. Her hoof in bringing up foals, watching them blossom into fine young mares and stallions, it gives her a sense of fulfilment that one only gets from living up to their life's purpose. Lately, it's been harder and harder to do her job with a smile. She's always seen a part of teaching as protecting her students as much as it is about educating them, and factors outside of her control have made it nearly impossible to protect anypony.

One day, a fire is awakened inside the schoolmare, and, filled with a new purpose, she sets out on a path to teach a few certain ponies a lesson they'll never forget.

This story maybe be rated Teen for violence and language, but Cheerilee's hooves are for E for Everypony.

This entire story was based on this conversation.

I think I need to be clear that I don't support doing sick wrestling moves on children. I figure it was clear in the story itself that that's not the point, but I'll say it here, too. Don't do that, ever. Unless...

Nah, I'm playing, I don't.

Unless...

No no, I'm joking, it's all jokes.

Unless...