For as long as the citizens of Ponyville had been graced with the presence of the apelien menace known as "Humans" they have wondered why they bothered wearing clothes. Today they learn.

A stupid idea that I had a couple of days ago. Thanks to Ephemeral and various Anons for editing.

A man, well-traveled, finally goes to see his heroes.

What he finds when he gets there will surprise him

Written WAYYYY past my bedtime, which is the best time for fic's like this.

Anon is too cheap to spring for a golden apple, so he settles for a cardboard box. Didn't start any wars, accidentally a job, 9/10 would recommend.
(RGRE)
{This story has two versions, the last chapter is the first person version.}

One day, Anon got mad and decided that it was a great idea to physically assault one of Equestria's ruling princesses.

He was wrong.

So, so wrong.

Now with an audio reading from StraightToThePointStudio!

A pony walks into a bar. A very royal pony. She proceeds to drink far more than she should. She also cheats at ping pong.

Written as a next step for This story, with ROB's encouragement and help.

The artist of the pic is Nobody

Sometimes a perfectly good Thursday afternoon is ruined by an otherworldly suitor. Sometimes that suitor is egged on by the love of your life. Bonbon has gotten used to it.

Unfortunately.

Artist is slypon.

Equestria is in general a really kind, wholesome place. You've been around the block a few times, and seen your fair share of hardship. But honestly? Some of the slang that these ponies seem to be worrying about is just... out of line. Don't seven year old's say worse things on Xbox Live?

This Story Contains: Nothing to Worry About. Trust Me.

Don't you Trust Me?

Reading by Straight To The Point Studios

Twilight and her friends want to go caroling on Hearth's Warming Eve. Anon really has to use the bathroom. Who will win in this war of wills?

No one, really.

This story is a sequel to Default

The local human has a lot of time on his hands now, and time proves itself unkind to him in its abundance.

Not that he can do a lot about it.

Still, it's just one of those things.

The local human, finding himself possessed of strength beyond measure in this strange world, decides to be a brutish nuisance. You know, running around half-naked, stealing cider and that sort of thing.

When his behaviour lands him in jail he casually breaks out and - more on a whim than anything else - breaks out the other jailbird too. Because that's mischief, and she had to have done something wrong, right?

They then run from Twilight, sit around a fire and sleep in a cave.

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Ahahaha I got featured and I don't even have a picture what even is this.