Anon is the only human in Equestria as you would already know, but here he is also the only therapist in. His business is dying, having no clients, and will have to close soon. Anon's only hope is for business to skyrocket very soon.

Anon has been forced into Canterlot's throne room. Even worse, Princess Celestia is inside of it. Crying silently.

Welp, there's only one real solution here.

Boops.

Now's the time to hope this isn't a crime of any sort, and that he isn't sent to the sun anytime soon.

First publicized story- would definitely appreciate criticism.

And being completely honest- this was made in under an hour. A product of sudden inspiration.

Edit 5/17/19: Christ, featured less than an hour after it was posted and generally liked- i'm honoured. Glad you all enjoyed my silly little story!
As of 12/12/22, this still manages to appear on popular stories and featured occasionally when I post, which I cannot fathom-

Now featuring a Ko-fi for the generous, looking to help me out or the folks I want to support in my life.

Wake up in bed cuddling with a pony princess once, shame on the pony princess.

Wake up in bed cuddling with a pony princess twice, shame on...well, still shame on the pony princess.

Twilight is desperate to figure out her sleepwalking/sleepcuddling problem, and you want to help her in any way that you can. A sweet and funny little Slice of Life story.

Cover vector from Light Blade on derpibooru.

EDIT: Featured 10/15/19!

[SPOILER WARNING: This story is set after the events of Season 9, Episodes 24 and 25. Because of that, there are mentions of various things that would require watching the whole season for context. Reader Discretion is Advised.]

After the massive climactic end to the Legion of Doom, Discord knew that his well-intentioned actions had to be rectified in a big way. And since he was directly involved in some of Equestria's most recent events, he already knew who to apologize to first: The Crystal Empire's leaders - Princess Cadance, and Prince Consort Shining Armor.

Even though the couple were already aware of Discord's contributions -- more specifically, how he was the one who revived King Sombra to attack their Empire months prior -- the two were willing to hear him out after he made a formal request for a counsel. Fortunately for them, the remorseful draconequus came prepared with a sincere apology, as well as a couple of thoughtful gifts for the Crystal Empire.
Unfortunately for Shining and Cadance, one of those gifts may have not been nearly as considerate as either of them would've preferred.

Are you a pony who has a human related problem? Or perhaps a human that has a pony related problem. Or perhaps your problem stems from a pony who knows a human with a cousin that has a problem related to the local donut salesman, which indirectly effects you? Whether or not you have any of these problems, or variations thereof, as long as there is a human somewhere in that mess, the Department of Anthropology is there to help.

Join top anthropologist, Lyra Heartstrings as she helps humans and ponies settle their differences and smacks sense into anyone that talks back. She knows more about humans than even humans know about themselves, and she's not afraid to flaunt it, as she carries out her duty to help the poor humans that seem to fall through portals on a regular basis, and build bridges between their two cultures.

May Celestia have mercy on us all.

It's been 7 years since this war ended. No one won, and few survived. I just cant get over the fact that I lived and everyone I knew, and loved... is dead. What really gets under my skin is that one man did this. How can one human do this? All I remember before the bombs went off is that his name was really strange, but familiar somehow. I think it was "Disford". At this point I don't care, I stop caring a long time ago. But what I do care about is finding him, and making him pay. I'll make him scream like the pig he is..... AND NO ONE WILL STOP ME!

Hey guys and welcome. Please know that this is my first story so please if any one wants to share their opinions and throw in ideas to help me please go ahead.

The gang takes some time to relax when Rarity starts a conversation about a seemingly inappropriate comic series.

This story is a sequel to Dear Princess Sunbutt

When Anon takes the liberty to inject his particular brand of humor into Twilight's friendship lessons, Celestia feels the need to respond, more often than not.

A somewhat unofficial sisterfic to 2Merr's Dear Princess Sunbutt

There may not be a response to every letter, and letters 1-11 were taken from my comments in said sister-story.

Please support 2Merr's story too if you like this one. This is written with encouragement of the original author.

(Note: Picture used without permission from Derpibooru. Upon request it will be promptly removed.)

EDIT: Apparently someone's done a reading of this and its sisterfic over on Youtube! Why does nopony tell me these things.

Anon takes over Spike’s job of transcribing Twilight’s friendship reports. He does exactly what you’d expect.

Companion fic containing Celestia’s replies up to Letter 120 - To: Anon, From HRH Sunbutt written by Snow