This story is a sequel to A Confederacy Of Dunce Caps

He's supposed to go on. There's a foal to care for, employees constitute another level of responsibility... in theory, he has so many reasons just to get up on the morning after her death. And the next, and the next, until he meets the lost in the shadowlands once again. When his part of the contract comes due, and he can finally feel whole again.

But he can't seem to remember having gotten up. Going to work. There's snippets, but... just that. Because if he pays attention, he has to live, and living means he has to remember, and if he remembers...

Mr. Rich knows he's supposed to go on alone. He just doesn't know how.

(Part of the Triptych Continuum, which has its own TVTropes page and FIMFiction group. (New members and trope edits welcome.) This story takes place years before the one linked, and no knowledge of the other is required for reading.)

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After Dusk's official graduation from Celestia's tutelage, the Princess invites him for a quiet dinner to talk. Just the two of them.

Missions come with risks. They usually don't think about that. They have many ways of not thinking about it and given how many missions they've been on, some of them have not been thinking about it for a very long time.

They were just waiting for a new mission to start. Then somepony came along and asked them to write down every medical circumstance under which, by their own legally recorded desire, they would prefer to die.

And now the thoughts won't stop.

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Before the sun rises, the last priest of the last Church of Equus performs an important ritual. Unlike most of his services, he does not do so alone.

Based off a prompt from Bean's Writing Group Discord server, "Beautiful Sunrise". Thanks to Bean, Mykola, RDT, Shirlendra, RanOutOfIdeas, and Thesmokingguy for their feedback.

Many people have many theories about Scootaloo. Some think she's an orphan. Some think she's part of an abusive household. Others still worry that she's somepony's illegitimate offspring that's hidden away.

However, the truth is far from that. She has a loving mother and father, and she means the world to them both. They've gone to great lengths all for her.

However...they're just a little...strange. Especially since neither one is comfortable with coming out except at night.

Rated Teen for some adult language.

Partially inspired by this story by Colonel J.

Edit: New Cover Art by G_Haze! Found here.
Edit 2: And G_Haze has decided to update the cover art, and damn does it look good.

The holidays are over on both sides of the mirror. Sunset Shimmer travels to Equestria with one more present… and something to say.

This was written for TheBandBrony as a part of Jinglemas 2020! For more information about Jinglemas, checkout our group!

What do you get for the mare who has everything? What do you get for the mare who has everything, and has been out of your life for over one-thousand years? What do you get for such a mare, your sister, when on top of all that, you've all the social grace and cultural awareness as a cuttlefish?

Luna figures it might pay to just ask Sunset for advice this year.

This was written for jqnexx as a part of Jinglemas 2020! For more information about Jinglemas, checkout our group!

Featured - December 24, 2020!

Nearing the birth of their baby, Fluttershy and Discord host a second baby shower at the cottage and Discord takes the opportunity to invite all his weird, bizarre, and surreal friends to celebrate. After nearly a year of dealing with a chaotic pregnancy, Fluttershy thinks she knows what to expect. She doesn't.

Pinkie Pie is looking for a special party decoration for a special party and she asks for Rainbow Dash's help. With limited time on their hooves, will they be able to make it before it's too late?

Story takes place in Season 2

A gift for TheLegendaryBillCipher. Definitely make sure to check them out!

Minimal editing was done with the help of The Red Parade.

Cover art by me.

Twilight is still fresh from her coronation as sole Princess of Harmony. The junior Anarch of Chaos is even more clueless than she is. Together, they wrangle the responsibilities of their predecessors.

Screwball is hooves down the hardest horsey harlequin I've put pen to paper and picked to portray. Hopefully her dithering dialogue sounds suitably strange while still somewhat sensible, since her speech sits saddled with an awkwardly articulated alliteration affinity and a readiness for randomly recursive restless rambling.

This is an entry in the Snippet Series, an anthology of old oneshots I (and my good buddy Str8aura) wrote based around interesting pics I found. New ones will be posted every Thursday for the foreseeable future.