Anon has a mare problem. A big mare problem. During the day, they treat him just fine. However, when night falls... that's where their inner desires rise to the surface and attempt to take Anon by force.

Note: A parody many horror games, including Five Nights at Freddies and SCP Containment Breach.

The RED Engineer's cream gravy machine accidentally created an inter-dimensional portal that sucks the RED team into the land of Equestria! Will they get out of it? Will Spike actually date Rarity? And did i eat breakfast this morning? The answer to all three rhetorical questions is: Probably not. Watch as the hat-loving mercenaries of Teufort manage to get sucked into the land of four-hooved cartoon characters.
Warning: Contains gore and mild swearing, and probably racism from the Soldier

What possible use can Lyra have for a costume which looks exactly like herself?

Living here in Ponyville can be tough if you're not mentally prepared. For one thing, you are surrounded by talking ponies. And the other thing? Well, living in Ponyville as a human of course! These four-legged creatures freak out every time they see me. And they call me weird?

To survive here, you need bits (Cha-Chings $). To actually get bits, you'll need a job. I must've been crazy, setting up a bakery shop right next to the already popular one, Sugar Cube Corner. But hey, a dude's gotta live, ya know?

But...business has been horrible. I can barely make any sales. Probably cause I'm a human. And I'm right next to Sugar Cube Corner. Will anypony ever come to my bakery shop? Will my shop be able to last?

I guess I'll have to wait and see.

My very first HiE. Hope I don't do too badly at this. Also, cover image is adorable.

Cover art by the great BurnedPigeon

So I got in a car crash and the hospital put me under for surgery. The next thing I know, I wake up as a small pony with wings. And I can't see. And it's freaking cold up here.

At least I've still got my smokes.

(Got the idea from the funny picture. Rated T for language and tobacco use.)

You've found yourself in a rather awkward predicament with the Dazzlings. Will you be able to evade them, or will they find out that you're not from this world?

Sequel here: Not A Trick?

Celestia has a dangerous creature held in the deepest of Canterlot's high-security dungeons. It can create ponies (with full backgrounds and histories) with it's strange and often-times prophetic powers. The Princess does her best to keep it under wraps, but its only a matter of time before it's "creativity" will get out of control.

From one barren wasteland to another, less barren wasteland, an Australian Information Technology worker finds himself stuck in the snow with nowhere to go. Armed with nothing but a cheap tool set and a three metre Ethernet cable, he must find a way to survive his new location. At least it can't get any worse... right?

Oh of course it can, it's a HIE.

Warning: Contains Australian, Changelings (of course), snow, occasional IT speak, less-than-stellar HIE satire, and shoddy humour not fit for a backyard comedy club.

Equestria is still picking up the pieces after the defeat of Tirek, and everypony is helping out with the paperwork, even Rainbow Dash. Things change when Princess Celestia arrives, bringing with her a letter with some very stunning accusations of the exploits of a resident in the town of Oasis. Now, the main six are tasked with finding out if the letter was truth or fiction. Did this Mister Baker really do what they claim? Only one way to find out.

However, Mister Baker is not who, or what they expected.

Rated Teen for occasional language. Additional tags added for more dark themes.

Proof read and edited by the amazing SunnyPack , Snakeskin Ducktape, and Tyrannosaurus Tux.

This story is a sequel to Five Nights at Twily's

Staying hidden from strange creatures becomes very difficult when there are no doors for me to hide behind.

It's also difficult when I can't figure out which creatures you're suppose to be hiding from, since it's obvious that some look like copies of others.

Also, since all I get are a few cameras and a few small flares to defend myself against magic-wielding beasts, well that's just the cherry on top of this "stress sundae".

And I gotta do it for at least five nights.

Joy.