This story is a sequel to How Tempest Shadow Mucked Up

READ THIS FIRST

(Recommended that you read the IDW Comics My Little Pony: Equestria Girls Holiday Special in order to fully get it. There's a reading by the wonderful Wubcake here if you've yet to see the actual original story)

Anon-A-Miss. Greatest threat to Sunset Shimmer's new life as a protagonist, ruiner of friendships all over Canterlot High, and three little girls that let their jealousy get the better of them. Though apparently, they didn't remember what happened to their target. Sunset is more than happy to remind them.

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As a reminder to all younger readers, the original story was made and released in 2014. Make sure you keep that in mind.

I got this idea while reading an Anon-A-Miss fic, and I remembered something: the artwork for the A-A-M page made it very obvious that Sunset was being framed. Why did nobody point that out? So I set to work, and this was the result. I feel like it's enough of an alteration that it abides by the rules, but I can work with the mods if they disagree. Hope you all enjoy!

If I've tagged this incorrectly, please let me know and I'll rectify it as soon as possible.

(9/28/2018 EDIT: AAAAAAHHHH!! This is getting so much love that I can't keep up! It's even on the FRONT PAGE! Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who's been favoriting and liking! It actually means a lot to see a story I wrote get this much love!)

(Recommended that you watch up to Tempest Shadow's first appearance in "My Little Pony: The Movie" to fully get it)

Tempest Shadow. Greatest warrior of The Storm King's army, powerful wielder of raw magic, able to fight most Earth Ponies to a standstill. Though not the most strategic of minds, it would seem. However, Twilight Sparkle is more than happy to teach her the lesson of "Why Attacking Equestria When it's Most Powerful Protectors are in One Place is a Bad Idea".

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A simple short bit of writing that I came up with after watching "My Little Pony: The Movie". Just poking fun at the biggest plot hole of the flick, not meaning to be some grand epic. Though I do have ideas for a more serious series based on this, if anyone is interested.

If I've categorized this story wrong, please let me know and I'll attempt to rectify it. This is my first attempt at using this particular interface, and it's a bit confusing for me.

This story is a sequel to Last Light

"You probably thought the pain would disappear with you, but it didn't. It just passed on to someone else."

Twilight Sparkle returns to the human world following her conversation with Sunset. She's not sure what she's looking for.

Losing her friends was the start of a self-destructive spiral for Sunset Shimmer. Convinced that she will never escape the echoes of her past, she tries to take her own life.

The attempt leaves her severely injured and she falls unconscious. In her dreams, she is visited by Princess Luna. They have much to discuss, whether Sunset likes it or not.

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Drawing of Sunset used in cover art is by Xaztein

Christmas time has come, but some people aren't really in the spirit. While Sunset Shimmer tries to enjoy sleepovers with her friends, a blogger under the name 'Anon-A-Miss' has begun posting secrets.
Unfortunately for her, they have a Secret Weapon. After all, isn't Miscommunication the real evil?

I know everyone and their cat has rewritten Anon-A-Miss, but I wanted to do a version that was, well, different than most. And how it would fit in with other stories I've made.

Part of the Rewritten Project
Part of the Cornerverse-MLP Universe
Rated Teen for swearing.

Oh my stars! Featured the day it went up!

This story is a sequel to Twilight's Terrifying Traps

A week has passed since all of their counterparts came over from the other side of the portal, and Sunset's friends are starting to get back to a more relative state of normal. It's not perfect, but then again, neither is life. However, an off comment from one of Sunset's friends prompts her to ask Twilight to help her set up something special to help their friends with getting past the events and the consequences thereof.

Who knows what they'll do after though. If it goes over well enough, she might even have some others meet with themselves.

And here we are, adding another addition to the story I never thought would actually be turned into a series that you can find (HERE). I know it is stated in the previous story's description that I was going to release a collection of short stories, but I realized that it would be better to tie them all into a third installment instead and add a little more to the plot while I'm at it.

I know, hard to believe. This is me after all.

But worry not! This little story is designed (and hopefully won't fail) to answer a lot of the little questions that popped up in the comments of the prior two. That being said, I would recommend reading them first, as it would probably aid in understanding what the ever living Tartarus is going on.

Please enjoy the story and remember,
May comedy guide you.

Anon-A-Miss. They happened, people were hurt, the mess was cleaned up, people are begrudgingly forgiving the trio responsible, if only for Sunset, and everyone in the school is starting to become friends again. The problem was solved, right?

Not if you ask Rainbow Dash. She's still pretty mad at herself about it, after getting all the details shown to her. So are her friends, just slightly less so than her.

Yes, this is another Anon-A-Miss story, but at least it doesn't happen during the fiasco like nearly every other one I've read. I was considering a way I could write a story about the entire thing that wasn't done to death. Then I realized there weren't many stories that followed this particular line of thought, so I went with it to see what would happen when it was filtered through my brain.

Edit: HOW DO I KEEP HITTING THE FEATURE BOX!? HOW!?
Edit 2: Now has a Bookshelf to keep track of all the stories related to this one. TADAAAA!

This story is a sequel to Beating Yourself Up Over It

When Twilight’s friends had gone through the portal to ‘talk’ with their counterparts, things ended up going in a direction that was not quite what they had intended. Okay, it went mostly the way some of them had expected, but there were exceptions in a few cases.

They thought that it was all planned out perfectly. Twilight gets distracted by, as Rainbow put it, the super nerd project of the century. Then, they sneak over, teach them a lesson, and sneak back before she’s ever done having the time of her life, and they sit there as she says words that would fly entirely over their heads in her excitement. They even timed it so that it was during a time Twilight would be preoccupied with princess work and would want to jump into the project even more.

As they came back through one by one, however, her friend's all soon learned that they weren’t as sneaky going into the portal as the five thought they were.

This little story was written as a Sequel/Side Story to "Beating Yourself Up Over It," and originally intended only to be a single chapter. However, I found that putting all of them into just one section would make a massive info dump. Not wanting to intimidate anyone who likes to read casually, or dwarf the other side chapters I planned on writing, I decided to move them to a separate story entirely. I still plan on releasing that collection at a later date, and it will probably have a similar title to the original.

So please, enjoy the side of the story taking place on the other side of the portal, and this one as well.

And remember, comments usually fuel my writing.

5/24/18 Edit: I thought I finally escaped you Feature Box... but no, you have claimed yet another story of mine.

Ultimately, what Anon learned was to never trust Cadance. (Contains gratuitous Scottish accent)
(RGRE)
{This story has two versions, the last chapter is the first person version.}

There are a number of compounds the human body is incapable of synthesizing; these are found only in red meat. To save a dying human, Twilight asks her friends - except for Fluttershy - for advice.