Anon is adamant that bananas are the best fruit in the universe. Applejack disagrees, for obvious reasons.

Fistfights ensue.

This happens more often than you'd think. It's all in good fun though.

To the north, Queen Chrysalis' empire grows strong with conquest, industry, and fearsome new weapons.

To the south, Equestria sleeps.

But not Miss Harshwhinny. She is not a soldier, owns no factories, did not even know what a tank was before seeing a picture. She can learn, though, and she can see what is coming. And as the day of invasion draws near, she races against time to build for Equestria a weapon with a fighting chance.

(An Equestria at War fic.)

Now with a dramatic reading by Skijaramaz!

It's just not fair. He was the only one who truly understood the threat of the other species, the stallion who mobilized Maretime Bay in the battle for ultimate victory, and what did it get him? A criminal record and community service. And now the unicorns and pegasi are just moving around HIS city like they own the place and that's totally unfair. His mother should own the place (through having sold more anti-them stuff) and once she'd stepped aside? It would be Sprout time!

But nopony recognizes how vital he is. They expect him to pick up litter and worse, to do it before Hitch. They don't understand that ponies are meant to be afraid. All the time. Then somepony can be in charge. Like him. (Again.) And if they're not going to be terrified of wings and horns...

...what's an 'Ursa'?

Doesn't matter. He'll just go find out the Sprout way. By WINNING.

(Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.)

Cover art from a mark capture by SproutHooves.

Sweet Biscuit may or may not have a slight cookie addiction. She also may or may not break into Anon’s house to steal his cookie jar. Again. Or maybe it’s just because she misses him.

Either way, they're happy enough to see each other again.

... Though that doesn't mean Anon won't lose a sweet or two in the process.

Art stolen. Send the artist some love!

A storm knocks out the power to Luke and Moonlight Zephyr's house. She doesn't realize the implications of it until she tries to make herself a smoothie.

Not having electricity is, for her, a minor inconvenience. Not having her smoothie is a tragedy, and the obvious solution is to fix the wires.

Luke is not on board with this plan. Power lines are dangerous.

She's not convinced, and she can fly.

Pinkie sets out on a quest to determine which of her friends makes the softest pillow.

Thanks to 6-D Pegasus for writing one-fifth of this story and for proofreading.

Thanks to Forcalor for pre-reading.

Cover done by IrradiatedPirateBooty.

Translated into Chinese by Nova Twinkle, available here.

Now with two readings, one done by Rainbow Infinity Readings, and one done by Pony&Wolf Productions.

Collection of self-contained short stories for readers who don't have the time or energy to commit.

With this fanfiction, you get maximum reading pleasure per minimum time investment.

Where else can you read an enticing story from start to finish in less than a minute?

She just wants to get home. Explaining the group's actions during that last mission took hours longer than it should and now that the palace has finally been fully briefed, all Applejack has to do is make her way to the capital's central train station. Enter the Grand Gymkhana, catch the last westbound of the night and eventually, she'll be in Ponyville. Back on the Acres. Surely she can manage that much, even when stumbling through an empty city while half-lost within a thick winter fog. But the mists are making edges blur, and it's becoming so hard to perceive what truly is.

And then she finds somepony who can no longer truly see the world at all.

Tonight, Applejack is the enemy. And there can be no peace with those who already lost the inner war.

(A standalone, no-prior-reading-required part of the Triptych Continuum, which has its own TVTropes page and FIMFiction group. New members and trope edits welcome.)

Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.

Apple Bloom attended one of Twilight's talks about magical constructs that emulate creature's intelligence. But why limit that to magic, when good ol' Earth Pony ingenuity can do the trick?

Many thanks to Alumx for the cover art!

Now with a Russian translation, courtesy of CuTiE_PoNY-JacKie!

An entry to the thousand words contest II 'drama' category.

After a terrible accident, the Cloudsdale Bureau of Affairs is crumbling, and after a rescue attempt gone wrong, Spitfire becomes trapped. Unable to stop thinking, Spitfire runs through her last thoughts.

Rated teen for near-death. Tangential in topic to Not My Rescuer.