Smirk, a young unicorn mare from Vanhoover, comes to Princess Celestia to ask a question.

A questionable question. The sort of question that gets one tossed out of society.

Of course, Princess Celestia has an answer.

An entry in the Weedverse.

No one alive today can say where she came from; simply that she has always been there.

And yet, few ponies have had a greater impact on Princess Celestia's life than Raven, her most faithful aide.

Inspired by and based off of a headcanon put forth by Heir-of-Rick, though perhaps a bit less insidious than what he had in mind. He very kindly provided an alternate version of his image for me to use as my cover image! Text added by me.

All comments and criticism very welcome!

Featured in the Royal Canterlot Library! Go there to read the interview for some behind-the-scenes info on this story!

Translations: Chinese, Spanish!

When Trixie makes a lewd remark to Starlight Glimmer during their 'medal of honor' celebration, Starlight blasts the showmare into the next room in an effort to shut her up. Sadly, her efforts send not only Trixie to the next dimension, but also Princess Luna.

While Starlight is panicking back in Equestria, Trixie and Luna discover that they did not turn into humans upon passing through the mirror portal. Instead, they are now fillies.

Saturdays suck.

Due to a mix-up in the pantry, the jasmine tea that Princess Celestia orders for consumption with her breakfast turns out to be made out of coca leaf, instead.

A period of overwhelming bureaucratic efficiency, aggressive platonic affection, and mild insanity follows.

EDIT: Featured (briefly) 6/13/17! Thank you all!
EDIT: Featured at #1 6/14/17! WOW! Awesome, thank you all!

Raven Inkwell, personal assistant to Princess Celestia, spends her last day completing her final task for Her Highness before retiring from service along with her employer.
The worst task. Checking the Royal tax returns.

In a completion with Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy finds out that she is good with art. Really good. She ends up going to a comic-con, and Sunset Shimmer, Twilight, and Sunny Flare help her get a crowd. This idea actually ends up working.

Though she had enjoyed her fair share of "chillax" moments in her life, Rainbow was nevertheless a mare of action, and she especially hated having to be stuck in one place too long. Sadly though, that's what she has to deal with now, having been caught in Manehattan during an especially terrible storm. Still, at least she's waiting someplace nice.

It's half past midnight and Twilight Sparkle is in the mood to write. There's only one problem: she has absolutely zero ideas.

There were few things that brought Rainbow more joy than being able to practise some of her awesome flying skills in front of an audience, and today it was Rarity's turn to sit and watch in awe as she ruled the skies. But after landing, and joining the latter for some afternoon tea, Rainbow reveals to Rarity a concern she's had for some time.

Moonshot was one of the winners of the last speedwriting contest, and for his prize, he asked for a 1000 word commission.

Your prompt is: Roast someone in the chat but don't say who
Could be yourself, could be me, could be {NAME} lmao; anyone goes

Blame him, not me. It's his fault.