Dear diary,

I was wondering, what does it mean to be a good friend? Oh, I know you can't answer that, but it's okay. I just wanted to share a thought with you.

Captain Rainbow Dash of the Wonderbolts.
Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?
Certainly her dream job.
Well, dreams and reality are two very different things.

Especially when our newly minted captain has to deal with an empty roster, budget cuts, the first non-pegasi cadets, and the pressure of finding out your best friend is now your boss, let alone a princess.

If that weren’t enough to make her quit, her three wing commanders might. Cloud Kicker is a sexual harassment lawsuit waiting to happen; Surprise makes no sense; and Lightning Dust is, well, Lightning Dust.

Meanwhile, Scootaloo arrives at the academy, ready and raring to prove she’s got what it takes to be an elite flyer. Pressure mounts as Scootaloo aims to make her hero proud.

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Editors: ping111
NotMurphy
Georg

Thanks for pre-reading go to:
John Perry
Distaff Pope
SolidFire
nygiants93
Eakin

Cover art used with permission by GSphere

Manehatten is a city of paradox, at least that is how Fluttershy finds it. Constantly surrounded by it's millions of residents, the ex-model still feel more alone and isolated than ever... because any one of the crowd could be him. The faceless stalker, known only by the pseudonym "Sombra," hounds her every step. She has one chance, one hope... Rainbow Dash, Private Detective.

Cover by the awesome vero-chan

Out on the frontier, the only friend a pony can really trust is the gun in her hoof. Out where the land is wild and the buffalo roam, more than a few ponies have foregone scratching out a living on the farms or mines to seek riches and glory on the wrong side of the law. As a particularly mysterious and valuable cargo heads west on a long train journey, six mares follow with trouble in their wake, each intending to claim the prize for her own.

Also, a lot of ponies get shot.

Edited by: Exuno
Preread by: barbeque
Inspired by the art of: Coin-Trip39
(Make sure you take a look at the cover image full-size! It's fantastic!)

Rainbow Dash loves a good cider, and she seems to love a good hard cider even more. More to the point, Rainbow seems to be enjoying her hard cider a bit more than usual lately. In fact, her near single minded determination to get plastered has raised more than a few brows.

Follow along as Dash wanders the streets of Ponyville in a drunken stupor and discover why she has been hitting bottle with such fervency .

((Inspired by lack of sleep and Great Big Sea's "I'm a Rover"))

How far would you go to protect your loved ones? How much would you be willing to give up? Rainbow Dash finds herself faced with these questions when she discovers Fluttershy in peril, but to her none of those things could even be considered questions. Fluttershy means the world to her and she'd be willing to pay anything to protect her, even the ultimate price.

Story inspired by the cover art
Cover art provided by JinYaranda
Art used with permission

Once every five years a test is taken to see if weather ponies can still continue their jobs. One night as Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash get together to study, Dashie's mind floods back to years ago, in highschool. Where her mind tried to block out the same feelings as she wishes she could on this very night. Flutterdash.

When Applebloom decides to bring up love as the topic of conversation, she feels that something is not sitting right with Scootaloo or Sweetie Belle. Confronting them about it doesn't seem to gain her any knowledge on the matter so see seeks advice from Applejack.
In the meantime, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle are determined to find out themselves what is actually going on between them. They have to find out one way or another and they know they can't avoid all the frightening little details that follow.

(<-- Scootaloo has no wings in my cover art...whoops.)

Fluttershy lives a relatively quiet life. She's one of those people who doesn't much care that her work has taken over her life. That is, until the door jingles and She walks in.

(I should probably note that this story really is nothing like my usual style. I wrote it to see what else I could do)

This is a story I wrote a while ago as a six-hundred word oneshot. As such, I couldn't publish it as a story so I ended up making it a blog post. After that, I thought, "Hey, this feels like it needs more." Two thousand words later and here it is.

Yay for reusing cover art. Thanks once again to the wonderful BronyInvestigator for the cover art who's other pages can be found here and here.

As usual if you notice any grammar or spelling mistakes, please tell me.

All I can hear is my heartbeat in my ears. Am I speaking to you? Can you hear me, even when I can't? I love you. Listen. Please. I love you.

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** This story was written when I was 15, and the quality and content reflect that. Please be aware that my position on topics contained within may have changed in the time between publishing and now, and I apologize for any offensive material that I may have condoned in my younger years. **