During the next Grand Galloping Gala, Fluttershy thought she never would find love as Rarity tried to. Most of the time, she was usually alone and kept away from her friends that lavished in the joy and entertainment. However, as she stood on the balcony alone, left to stare into the night sky, another soul was there with her, he too feeling the same.

(Beginning a new style in providing a source, the credit to the image cover goes to this fella highlighted. Enjoy the winter, and happy upcoming Thanksgiving).

Chris has been kept hidden from the world almost his whole life, but now he's got friends and even love. But, as a human in a pony world, how would he celebrate one of the biggest holidays in their world?

A seasonal oneshot from the story "The Monster of Canterlot". The story does not necessarily represent any future plans for the plot of the original story.

‘Twas the midmost of winter and into the town was a place where laughter, and cheer could be found. Ponies roamed through the streets with smiles on their faces, seeing bakeries, toy stores and other neat places.
But this is the part where the story gets weird, for this year's Hearth's Warming turns out worse than they feared. When Ponyville is introduced to its newest invader, a man dressed in black whose name is Darth Vader.

Written for the Hearth's Warming Eve Hearth's Warming Contest! (2nd Place :D)

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Twilight told me to write in this diary. She said it'd help me with anything I need to get off my mind. Well, I took her word for it!

Set in Lopoddity's Pandora-verse, where Discord and Twilight had a daughter. Pandora wants to know if draconequuses have their own country. After Discord's attempt to correct her pronounciation is mistaken by Pandora for the name of the country, Discord tells her a bedtime story about the fate of the country Draconequui and all the draconequuses that ungrammatically lived within it. And dad-trolls the heck out of her in general. Written with permission.

(Image is actually from moments after Pandora's hatching, though I may replace it if Lopoddity publishes a Discord-and-Pandora image that seems more apropos.)

The Royal Guard is an elite force culled from the very best and brightest that Equestria has to offer.
Not convinced? Well neither are the fillies of Ponyville. Thus, the Guard has dispatched its finest troops to show Ponyville Elementary just how competent the Royal Guard can be!

Celestia help them all.

(Rated teen because this story is not mature in the slightest.)

You know those warning labels on appliances? "Do not submerge. Do not expose to heat. Do not drop."

The element of magic should have one: "Do not use for evil."

Kind of late on that one though.

(Big thanks to MythrilMoth for the cover art!)

OCCASIONALLY, WHEN RELAXING BETWEEN MONSTER TRUCK RALLIES AND ROCKET LAUNCHES, TWILIGHT "SCREW IT" SPARKLE RELAXES WITH A BOOK BY THE WARM FIRELIGHT OF OTHER LESSER BOOKS. LITERALLY, A BOOK, AS ONLY HER OWN AUTOBIOGRAPHY CAN SURVIVE THE SCRUTINY OF A GOD AMONG GODS-WHO-SUBSEQUENTLY-BECOME-MEWLING-WHELPS-BEFORE-HER-EYE-SEARING-GLORY.

THIS IS HER STORY.

AS IF YOU'D READ ANY OTHER.

(DUE TO A SURPRISINGLY APPROPRIATE WORDCLOUD, COVER ART NOW EXISTS. YOU MAY REJOICE.)

It seemed like such a noble goal to Twilight: bring herbivores and carnivores together by finally destroying the ethical cost of meat.

She would be lauded by history as the greatest agent of harmony, not that it would matter to her. All that would matter to her is that she'd finally performed an act worthy of an Equestrian princess.

All it had to do was work.

In all the universe, there is one shape that stands above all others. The height of simplicity and stability, it is the noble triangle, the shape from which all other shapes are made.

Before now, Twilight Sparkle had to suffer in a world of ovals, heptagons, and, Celestia Forbid, quadrilaterals. But now, she has the power.

The power to make everything...

...triangular.