Anon makes prosthetics, but despite the words of others, he isn't happy with them.

Just a little short story I made while working on another fic. Not sure if I'll do more, but if there's enough interest, I have a few ideas for where to go with it.

Petunia Petals has made the kind of mistake that requires putting on a fresh face. Yet, she refuses to see any of her deeds in the dire light they must be cast. One morning, she hires the best carriage she can buy from Canterlot to Manehattan, never to look back at the virtuous capital of Equestria.

The whole time, she will wish she was alone.

A stand-alone prequel to Stay Golden. Preread by Gay for Gadot. Contribute to the TVTropes page!

Fluttershy had her suspicions. After all, no one knows her body quite like she does. As a result, it came as no surprise when the doctor told her the big news:

She's going to have a foal.

She has some conflicting feelings about this, but she can only imagine what Anon, her boyfriend and the soon-to-be father of her child, will think.

Maybe April Fools' Day wasn't the best time to learn this information.

Cozy Glow, Tirek, Chrysalis, all are names feared by many. However, after their defeat, memories of them have started to fade.

Not Twilight's though, no she's thought of the incident every day since she ascended to the throne, and today she had a very disquieting thought.

"Didn't Discord say he could see while like that? What about them?"

So she asked and so he answered

Maëva lives in a strange world. The legends talk about old mages, coming from a world of ponies, that met with humans a long time ago.
They left soon after, never to return again. The known portals vanished and the others were lost to time, only to be found again, by chance, at random points in history.
As a slow apocalypse is falling on Maëva's world, her friend Éma discovers one of those portals. Maybe it is luck, or fate, or a carefully devious plan from another entity, but either way, here's their escape route.
After all, living as a pony can't be as worse as being a human on a planet were earthquakes have become as common as rain, right?

Well, about that "being a pony" thing...

Story made for the Portal Transformations Contest and to prove to myself that I can write an actual HiE that isn't just a self-insert with a twist. Probably won't be done in time tho.
Post-deadline changes : 12/03/2024, added chapter 3
06/04/2024, added chapter 4

Fully written with ArianP92's remix of The Gypsy Bard in the background.

Twilight awakens in a mysterious underground nightclub to a throbbing headache, with absolutely no memories of how she got there. After investigating her surroundings for a while, she accidentally stumbles into a game of great risk and an even greater reward against a merciless (and bouncy) dealer.

A light-hearted crossover with Mike Klubnika's Buckshot Roulette. No ponies were harmed in the writing of this fic.

Edited by Equimorto.

Dee stays loyal to Mum, which means obeying all her Rules. Hide when company is over. Keep your sweater tight over your wings. Never speak the name "Rainbow Dash."

The problem with Rules is sometimes they don't help. Like when a scary purple unicorn shows up to ask Mum some dangerous questions.

Dangerous questions about Dee.

This is an entry in the Snippet Series, an anthology of old oneshots that I (and my good buddy Str8aura) wrote based around interesting pics I found. New ones will be posted every Thursday for the foreseeable future.

This story is a sequel to What I Am

Much has changed since that fateful day when the remnants of the old Krin Empire attacked our two worlds.
They crashed so many ships onto Earth, destroyed our cities, killed millions, and collapsed several governments in an instant, all as a diversion from their true objective, which was the blatant mass abduction of the citizens of Equis. Lives lost, families broken, and cities burnt to the ground, all to fuel the Krin war machine and their mad quest for power and vengeance against the snakes that had wronged them.

However, that's not the end of the story, or our involvement in its unfolding. A darkness is growing in the depths of space, and even though the snakes have done their best to assure us that they will take care of it, there are so, so many on both of our planets that choose not to listen to them.

And how could I blame them? After all, every time I look in the mirror, I'm reminded of the horrors of the Krin Empire, and more importantly, the promise I made in that accursed tank that remains unfulfilled. They came for us, they struck first, and I'm not about to let that go unpunished.

Yeah, sure, it's hard for me to do it right now, since I'm just a diplomat to the people of Equis, and we don't exactly have a fleet outside of the few ships we commandeered from the krin, but trust me when I say that both of those are just temporary inconveniences.

After all, it's rather difficult to keep a monster like me behind a desk, especially not when there's a perfectly good war brewing throughout the galaxy, and that's not even counting the other humans and ponies that are all chomping at the bit, ready for some good, old-fashioned payback.

The only problem with that, though, is that, somehow, deep down, I feel like we've already lost. Call it a hunch, or a premonition, but something deep inside is telling me that we messed up when we let the general's ship get away. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but somehow, I don't think so.

After all, I know better than anyone what the krin are capable of. We might be coming for them, but that doesn't mean the reverse isn't also true. They're coming for us, too.

The only question is: Who's going to be ready first?

Given that we've only just obtained (stolen) ships capable of spaceflight, I don't think it's going to be us...

This is the beginning of the next set of books in this series that I'm tentatively calling the Soul of the Milky Way.
The title up for change, as well as suggestion. Not only that, but the title of this story, as well as the set it belongs to is also up for change and suggestion, so feel free to leave them in the comments. If you're just starting with this one, please don't. I mean, you can if you want, but there's a lot here that you won't get if you haven't read the trilogy that predates this new set of books. They are, in order:

What I've Become
What I've Done
What I Am

They're quite good, if the feedback I've gotten is anything to go by, so if you haven't read these by now, please go and do that now. Don't worry, this story will still be here when you get back...

This story is a sequel to What I Am

With the invasion repelled, and both planets in the process of rebuilding, there has come a moment for our heroes to stop and take a breather, and reflect upon the events that have led them to this point, and to investigate the nearly forgotten fragments of the past. One such fragment holds secrets that are easily revealed, however, mysteries that have been hidden for centuries behind an ancient tongue, and are finally within the grasp of the Royal Sisters to uncover.

At the special request of the sisters, as well as the curiosity of their new human allies, the last record of the old pony that the sisters had once called teacher are finally translated, and his last words have finally been revealed for all to see.

Yet, their shared history is not a happy one, and even though his story ended on a fair note, a dark shadow loomed over his last remaining years. Starswirl saw many things that others could not, and though he did not live long enough to prevent the tragedies of the future, his warnings still echo from the dust.

These are his writings. The last testament of his life.

Exactly what it says on the tin, this is the account in the book that Celestia showed Alex in What I Am, and ties directly into that story. It is a bit of a spinoff, yes, but it will have importance to the story as a whole, and will be very short (only around 6-7 chapters at most), so it will not be that big of a detour.

Pinkie Pie is a great friend to everyone in Ponyville. That's just common knowledge. Even you, the resident human, aren't safe from her charm and enthusiasm. Over time, though, you've come to see her as more than just a friend. But considering how she greets everyone she knows with equal amounts of unbridled joy, you have no idea if you're as special to her as she is to you, or if you're just another name on a very long list of friends.