This is a potentially-one-off story about an alicorn disguised as an earth pony. Unfortunately, alicorn magic doesn't like to be suppressed and must be let out once in a while so it doesn't explode.

Join some unnamed alicorn OC pony as they burn off some excess energy while trying to avoid detection.

This story is a sequel to That Time I Became a Friendship Bomb

Peter Westmoore, formerly nineteen year old college student.

Once upon a time, his friends described him a responsible, hardworking student, not overly outgoing, but pleasant enough to talk to. He never was one for the party scene, nor did he drink, but he really put his all into his work. When he wasn't doing that, he was refining his skills in animation.

For his dedication and diligence, he is rewarded with a trip to a land of colourful ponies! He's even provided with a form to blend in! Mostly... a real shame he has no idea what's going on.

The epic rewrite of That Time I Became A Friendship Bomb. Don't know if the changes will be significant enough to warrant this being a new story, at least for the first few chapters, but since this one is going to continue updating, I think it might.

There is also the fact that I had no real idea where the old version was going, something I've fixed here.

Huge thank you to Gerandkis for editing this story, and the original as well! This wouldn't be as good of a story without their help, so you enjoy it, be sure to give them a thank you!

[Second Person]
As you were running away from some thugs you end up breaking your leg and passing out in the streets. When you wake up you find yourself in an unfamiliar place. You also find that the thing that saved you was a Bat Pony. What will happen as your leg heals.

Editors:
Hypersonic
Silbern

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A/N: WHAT! My first 200 likes on a story?! that awesome, cheers everyone

Ever wonder what would happen if you were sent to Equestria, and the one thing you could do right is taken from you?

Old self-insert.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders knock a baseball into a stallion's yard. After he refuses to give it back, Sweetie Belle decides to do the only thing that she can think of in order to get the ball back: become friends with the one who has it.

Written for the Equestria Daily Memorial Day Prompt.

Based on a personal story.

Having a desktop pet can be relaxing to watch, but the Twilight Sparkle pet is a bit more unique as it's capable to perform conversations with its user. It's a learning pet, but the way it performs could leave some people to believe that this Twilight is actually alive.

But it's still just a program... right?

Even though this is an Anon story, their name will be changed to Antoni for the sake of my sanity and to allow both genders to be interpreted (Antonio = Male) (Antonia = Female)

The cover image is a quick overlay of a Twilight vector image by sapphire-beauty0 over a screenshot of my desktop.

Made for a competition at Angel Midnight's Hideout.

TheFlint44 has also made a Chinese translation (中文译文) of the story for your pleasure.

For Sweetie Belle, having a babysitter is not that big a problem, especially when her babysitter is the element of magic herself. When Twilight devises a spell to help her with her apparent problems, however, both of them will have to learn a lesson that won't soon be forgotten.

Now has a sequel called Sizable Differences

Enjoy.

After an abnormal string of events, Sweetie Belle ends up with a mechanical twin sister.

On hiatus till at least 5/82013.

Inspiration is Rarity's Element, and Sweetie Belle her greatest achievement. But the filly has questions, ones that Rarity might not be able to answer on her own. What makes a pony? How can somepony know if they really are alive? Are they alive if they laugh and cry? Are they alive if they think, if they make mistakes and have ideas?

If Sweetie Belle is nothing more than a collection of wires, is she truly alive?

Spanish Translation now available through this elegantly crafted link!

Sweetie Belle has the grand idea. Silver Spoon has the cash to make it happen. And Rarity has both the spare storeroom and goodwilled ignorance to give two troublemakers the space they need to add an artificial addition to their rambunctious ranks.

Very very lean oneshot that is my first foray into pure comedy. It's also more of an opening scene for a longer story than the self-sustained vignettes I usually write. Consider it a filler upload while work continues on It Takes A Princess.

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