Anon and Coco have been friends for quite some time. They’ve hung out several times, too many to count on two hands alone. Yet, this time around, something was different. Something was really different. Anon couldn’t put his finger on it.

Coco Pommel knew. And she was not wanting to let him go without saying it to him. That's why she invited him to go for a walk to her favorite coffee shop.

Neither expected the outcome.

Inspired by SONS - Ghosts.

Pre-read by Rikkity.

Art by Styarema.

This story is a sequel to Spitfire's Off Day

It's Spitfire's day off and she doesn't know how to spend it. So, she hangs out with Fleetfoot and Soarin, her two best friends.

That was the wrong decision.

So, she goes to visit her favorite human instead, who just so happens to need a breather from his day-to-day job in Canterlot. Together, they make a day of it.

Spitfire finally finds out just how good it feels to be with someone you love.

Art by LupiArts.

Pre-read by Rikkity and Chaospaladin (both for all three chapters), and Muggonny (for chapter three).

Ms. Harshwhinny is a bit infamous for her cold, serious demeanor. She's a mare that knows how to get things done. She's a professional, for crying out loud!

How you, a human, ended up getting ordered around by her is a long story. Either way, you have some very serious business to attend to tonight.

Spitfire was sick. She was sick and tired. But Equestrian's lone human was there, and she was peeved about it.

She was about to find out how easy she was to read.

Written in a hour and a half. Pure one shot galore. I hate everything.

Pre-read by Rikkity.

Art by LuneBat.

Anon and Zecora, two outcasts accepted by Ponyville's residents, found kindred spirits in each other. A few months ago, they started dating. Since then, Anon practically lives in Zecora's hut, learning everything there is to know about potion making... and his beloved zebra.

However, neither of them are quite used to the level of affection that they both want to give the other. The result is a blushing mess of awkwardness and confidence issues.

Somehow, I think they'll be okay.

The very much unauthorized re-write of Jonny Bench's story called The Crippling Secret. I thought it would be fun to re-write it, but Jonny himself hasn't been on since half a year ago, so-

I did some reverse-image-searching, and I think the cover image comes from sjui00. Hopefully they don't mind my use.

Story was released 10/22/22, but I really, really rushed writing it. Usually, my stories take about five drafts before I'm happy with it. This one, I only did two then published it. On 10/24/22, I re-edited the story to flow better.

...oh. Apparently, I dozed off again. Why does my room look like a total wreck? Why are my eyes streaked with so many tears? And... and where is my girlfriend Lightning Dust?

And why does thinking of her make those tears start up all over again?

Unsubmitted submission for the Quills and Sofas Batponies 2 contest. Thanks to Sunlight Rays and Shaslan for reviewing it.

Pic credit goes to Dragonataxia, from Derpibooru.

Princess Luna, having been recently reformed and freed from Nightmare Moon, brings a stallion she just met with her to Canterlot.

Princess Celestia says nothing and goes along with it.

Princess Mi Amore Cadenza is thrilled to have a live test subject.

And Baked Bean has no idea that Alicorns like to compete over everything.

Edited by Georg, Double R Forrest, and Tek

Cover art commissioned by an anonymous fan and drawn by Apricalico

"A short thing I thought of when I walked past her in the store. She seemed nice enough, Actually, I could care more. I Took a picture, it would last longer. She was my favorite, I hate to see her go."
Pinkie wakes up somewhere Unfamiliar, that she's never seen, or heard of. Dazed and Confused, she tries to make sense of the situation, but she can't.

And She's Left Behind
Sincerely,
-Ya Boi Satan

Rob the earth pony has not had an easy life. Alongside his crippling social anxiety, dead-end job, and general poor looks, he also suffers from a severe aversion to a certain facet of songwriting. Sure is a good thing his fellow citizens of Maretime Bay aren't prone to bursting into spontaneous musical numbers!

... Is that an electric guitar I hear on the horizon?

A surreal (horror?) comedy about xenophobic radicalization.

Warning: Contains excessive and potentially traumatic quantities of rhymes! Caution is advised!

Proofread by PoisonClaw and Max Bet.