Sgt. Sunset Shimmer is dying. Struck in the stomach by a bullet during the heat of combat, she now lays helpless on a deserted battlefield, the conflict having moved on without her. There's not a living soul around to help her... or so it might seem.

Until she's approached by a being from her past, one that she'd desperately hoped never to see again, a creature to which she has given much and owes much more... and one that might be able to save her life.

Choices, choices...

Sex tag is for verbal insinuations only. Violence tag for some descriptions of blood and broken bones.

Featured 9/18/22-9/19/22!

Written for the Sunset Shimmer x EG/MLP Villains "Bad Romance" contest. Read the other stories here! Pre-read by The Sleepless Beholder and RubyDubious. Featured for Equestria Daily’s Sunset Shimmer Day 2023!

This story is a sequel to Pandemic: Monsters We Make

Hi, I'm Jess, or you can call me Doctor Middleton (not a medical doctor, but a doctor of math and physics). When I was a newborn baby, I was changed from a human to a pony, which likely saved my life. When I was six years old, I was changed back to a human, which also likely saved my life. I'm nothing but grateful for both of those changes.

However, when they changed me back to human, it wasn't completely thorough, and now people stare at my ears, furry legs, and tail, and it's all they can talk about. They whisper behind my back about 'The Partial'. I'm literally one of the most intelligent people on the planet, but instead of talking about my accomplishments, they want to know things like do I eat hay, do I have a human period or a pony period, and if I'm attracted to ponies or humans. I could probably cure cancer, end world hunger, or invent light-speed travel, and they'd still be asking about my biology before anything else (no, I've done none of those things yet, but I have high hopes I'll accomplish something!).

So, yeah, here is my life as an anthropomorphic whatever. Where I can spend time detailing the effect of dark energy on gravitational forces, and people will still be more concerned that I ate oatmeal for breakfast instead of bacon.

Now, life is getting even more complicated, as I'm trying to balance dealing with dream gods, ancient alien civilizations, strange artifacts haunted dolls, and, worst of all, relationships.

Rated teen for mild language, discussion of child neglect, mention of narcotic use, and sexually suggestive language.

Part of the Pandemic Universe.

Tags: Profanity for cussing, sex for sexually suggestive content and situations but there are no sex scenes. Narcotics for smoking and alcohol.

Cover art by CrimsonRose97

This story is a sequel to It's 'Cause You're Always on that Darn Phone

Things have been going well between you and Pipp. Your relationship is healthy, your friends are all supportive, and you even got the approval of her mother, Queen Haven. Now, the two of you are enjoying a leisurely visit to Zephyr Heights together, finally getting to spend some quiet time away from work.

Surely it couldn't hurt to indulge in a little bit of brushing and pampering, right?

After washing up on a beach unknown to you, you found yourself in Maretime Bay, a place full of talking, magical ponies. It didn't take long for you to realize that you were in another world, but at least you had some new friends to give you a helping hoof.

Of these ponies, Princess Pipp Petals became particularly interested in you, and you quickly became an inseparable duo. Well, sort of.

You can't say you necessarily expected to end up in a different world, but if you did, you probably would have hoped that your cute alien girlfriend wouldn't be a social media influencer.

The HMS Harmony. Pride of the Equestrian Navy. Wonder of military engineering. Hearth and home to almost 1200 ponies. An invincible dreadnought, and the heart of Sixth Fleet.

But in war neither ships nor ponies are truly indestructible. That attribute is restricted to the spirits and souls of the ponies who serve upon them. And, perhaps, the ships they serve upon.

Because those who have fallen before us are not truly gone or lost. We carry them along with us wherever we go.

Placed Fifth in the March 2017 Write-Off Event: Rising From the Ashes

Gallus doesn't want to go home for summer. With a little gentle persuasion, he gets his friends on board to keep him out of Griffonstone, though none of them are quite sure how to do it; that is, until Silverstream hatches a scheme.

All he has to do is join the Hippogriff Navy. It's not the relaxing summer away from school that he hoped for, but hey, it promises to be interesting! Who knows what three months as a sailor could bring?

Adventure? Certainly.

Self-discovery? For sure.

A sea battle with a band of renegade pirates? Anything's possible.

Romance?

Pssh. Yeah, right.

Edited by a crew of scallywags who mean the world to me. In no particular order: MissyTheAngle, Freglz, Muggonny, Semillon, FamousLastWords

Special thanks to Pascoite for his assistance.

Cover art commissioned from the incomparable Marenlicious!

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In an Alternate version of Equestria, the battle against storm king is a bit like ww2 pacific. Sky Beak is the captain of the Jolly Rogers, during one of his missions, something happened to him which caused him to quit. Years later, his son Terramar wanted to follow his footstep to become a naval pilot. Sky beak soon became concerned about his son's ultimate fate of dying on the battlefield. Can father love change Terramar's mind?

(Inspired by Disney's Planes: Skipper's Story; I don't own either of them)

This story is a sequel to A Father's Concern

Two years after Terramar joined the Navy, conflict came over. A terrorism country called the Black Sun attacked a Hippogriffia Destroyer, after some warnings, Hippogrffia officially declared war on the Black Sun. Terramar goy on his first combat mission, but after gaining his first splashes on some enemy fighters, he began to doubt himself about whether those kills are necessary. Can he figure out the reason to kill? Or will his first blood haunts him?

The bitch Princess Sunbutt thought she would have domain over the Earth when she arrived. She thought that all would bow down to her conversion bullshit. There is one factor she never put to thought though. If you mess with the US Navy, you will fucking get the full fucking force of the US Navy thrown right back at you.

This is my very first TCB story so if it seems very weird and out of touch, sorry about that.

My entry for the FOE group's ABC Project prompt “The day the bombs fell.”

Stormy Seas has fought in the Great War from its infancy, and he wants nothing more than to finally land a fatal blow and put an end to the fighting that has claimed so many lives and futures. Today marks the final preparations and ceremony before his ship, the submersible Leviathan, embarks on a mission of critical importance: deliver critical strikes to key Zebrican military stations and government centers, ending the stalemate of Mutually-Assured Destruction which hangs over the world.

Stormy only hopes, as he logs his thoughts the day before the mission begins, that the War does not destroy whatever future might be left for the next generations before he can accomplish his task.