Nyx, feeling lonely and unloved, casts a spell that hurtles her back in time to the Early Equestrian Period. Who will she meet there? What will she do? Will she ever find her place in life?

You can probably figure out the answer from the title.

So, I saw like four pictures of these two on derpibooru the other day and they immediately became my OTP for stupid, stupid reasons. But there's no way I can write a story about the two worst OCs the fandom has made without it being really stupid, so expect lots of character assassination and fourth wall breaking and memes and other stuff like that.

Nyx was created by Pen Stroke, who would probably have an aneurysm if he saw this because I'm breaking his rules for using his character. (Spoilers: he didn't.)

Snowdrop belongs to Silly Filly Studios I guess? I dunno, I wasn't paying that much attention.

Cover image by RagingPeppers, edited by me.

This story is a sequel to So...What Now?

Scootaloo. Everypony in Ponyville thinks she's an orphan. All she does is ride her scooter around town, get in trouble with her friends, and then disappear whenever nothing's going on.

Scootaloo. Everypony in Ponyville thinks she's an orphan.

But she's not.

And now, her secrets will be revealed...

(A sidestory to "So...What Now?".)

Fifteen foals (and one dragon) believe that they are in for the adventure of a lifetime after a mysterious mare tricks them into playing a game for the future of their world – a game played with one-on-one combat between metal monsters the size of mountains. But all is not as simple as it first appears, and saving Equestria may come at a far greater cost than any of them can bear.

(Art by blu-red. Comments will contain spoilers.)

Daring Do has never turned away from a challenge. But when she finds herself trapped beneath an ancient temple with a haunted artifact, she may end up wishing she'd stayed home instead.

First place story in the Equestria Daily 2013 Nightmare Night Contest!

Something's happening. Cheerilee isn't sure what. All she knows is what she saw, and that's not much to go on—no more than a glint of flame on the dark horizon. Whatever it is, it's very far away.

The moon is high in the sky, but she doesn't plan on sleeping tonight. Instead, she will take her telescope, sit by the lake, and wait. Perhaps she will see more.

Thanks to Sierra Ex for letting me use his beautiful interpretation of a sonic rainboom for the cover!

It's been five years since the Titan Ponies appeared in Equestria, and life is hard. But ponies are a resilient folk and have adapted, fighting back against the monsters with incredible feats of magic and technology. Though they have won many battles, the war continues, and their strength and spirits are running out. Now it's up to Erenshy and her friends to find a new way to overcome the Titan Pony plague. But will friendship be enough to turn back the tide when fighting the Titan Ponies hasn't?

"Suppose I killed them all?"

We were the summer-sunset-wind, warm and wild and untouchable.

We were rulers of a crumbled-down kingdom, prince-and-princess of the sandstone sky.

We were long-day shadows, stretching ourselves dark and blurry past our breaking points and more.

We were pulsing breath-and-blood, flowing fast through veins of buildings and wide-open spaces.

We were rebels rivals friends lovers runners...

Until that moment, that second, when it all fell away.

Octavia has always played the piano. From a young age, it was her mother's dearest wish that she would learn, and she couldn't let herself disappoint her mother. So she played the piano. But that isn't to say she wanted to.

This is the story of her life, told by her. It's a story about music, family, and self-discovery.

Written for the /fic/ May Write-Off, in which it came second place (to DuncanR's amazing Erase and Rewind).

Edited by Vimbert.

Things happen. Nothing happens in between these things. If they did, they'd simply be things with more nothing between 'em. So how do you measure the nothing? Two ponies, equally flawed, intend to find out together... no matter how far it takes them.

This is the story that won first place in /fic/'s eighteenth write-off competition. The original story--here, split into three chapters--was written and edited over a period of just seventy two hours. I intend to add additional chapters whenever the fit comes upon me. Do yourself a big favor and check out all the other awesome entries as well!