Most changelings only want to feed on love and serve their queen, defending her with their lives. But Scales the changeling has never seen eye-to-eye with the others. All he wanted to do was cook. He leaves the hive and finds himself in Ponyville as a baker. He finds peace, but will that peace stay?

((Being rewritten starting from chapter twelve))

I did not want to die; I wanted to live, but cruel fate ruined that when the bullet found me. These are my final thoughts as the life spills from my veins.

At the reading of his mother's last will and testament, Joseph Taylor is left a strange package. His only instruction being to protect the contents inside. Said items turn out to be nothing more than an old, empty journal, and an odd looking pen. What could be so important about such simple objects? But, Joseph will soon be given a rude reminder of the old saying, "Looks, can be deceiving..."

Edited by: SilentBelle

For as long as she can remember, Scootaloo has hated her mother. She hated the mare who left her behind on the Ponyville Orphanage steps without a backwards glance. She hated her mother for leaving her father to suffer a life without either of them. She hated that selfish coward who couldn't stand to look upon her own baby's weak little wings and be proud of the daughter she had foaled, come what may. She hated her for everything, for she was the mare who ran away.

She's the same mare Scootaloo's running to now, the same mare about whom she'll learn the truth surrounding her abandonment.

She's the same mare who never stopped loving her baby.
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A Mother's Day side-story to the Valentine's Day tale "Love, in Other Words". Reading this beforehand is recommended, but not necessarily required.

My warmest of regards to the extremely talented Famosity for the use of her stunning artwork (I Had A Nightmare Too)

Featured on Fimfiction: 5/12/13

A terrible affliction has befallen the peaceful town of Ponyville, and the lavender unicorn and her friends are right in the middle of it! And the edges of it. Heck, it's pretty much lavender unicorns all over.

A story unrelated to anything.

A Juggernaut, one of the most deadly foot soldiers on Earth, wakes up from cryosleep to find his ship crash-landed in a foreign location. With seemingly nobody surviving but he, the Juggernaut dons his armour for a final time and prepares to go out guns blazing.

When he makes it outside, he is confronted with something that will shake his very foundations of life.

Written for a friend that has supported me since the beginning.
Cover image thoughtfully recommended to me by Ironwolves21.

Spartans never die, they're just missing in action. This has never been more true for Jorge-052 as, after activating the slipspace drive that was supposed to kill him, he is instead flung into a strange world where war is but a distant memory. Will the aging soldier be able to adapt to this new peaceful planet? Or will his only salvation be found in finding a way back to his own chaotic universe?

(It's my first time, so be gentle)
Now featuring a TVTropes page by Sabo88

Unable to tell reality apart from his imagination, John's world is falling through the cracks. He can't tell if this place is real or is just his mind's conjuration of a world where he can escape his own. Cortana told him he was home. Is this what she meant, or is he just unable to open his eyes and accept what happened?

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Editors: The people who turn horribly written trash into gold.
-I really have to thank the following people for editing this story, and giving me suggestions to keep the story going...

LDSocrates
Wolfton
Crusadier
The Alching Brony
Awkward Taco
Kagji5

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((The idea from this story was taken from chapter 12 of Gravitys Rainboom fantastic story: MIA. I've talked with the author, and he allowed me to write this story, since I feel as though it will be somewhat similar.))

This story has been cancelled! You can discover the ending (last story on the page) HERE

They say that Spartans never die; that they're only missing in action. But can that really be true if you don't feel alive? If the very purpose of your existence is suddenly taken from you?

Noble Six detonated the rigged slip-space drive on the Covenant corvette as Jorge-052 simply floated back down to Reach, gripping her dogtags tightly.

To Reach, Jorge, and the UNSC, Spartan-B312 is gone; whether it be KIA or MIA.

But to Equestria, Noble Six is anything but dead...

At 3:15 AM, Adams woke me with a loud knock on my front door.
"Put your boots on," he said when I answered. "There's a biblical monster in my house."

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