Twilight Sparkle has every intention of crawling in to her freshly cleaned bed sheets.

So why is it so hard to get there?

[2nd-Person Fic starring you and Vinyl Scratch]

Being a human, you are quite the unique specimen. Though you stand out among pastel-colored ponies in your wake, your form does allow for something many ponies aren't properly equipped for. A certain DJ took notice of this specialty, and decided to take you under her wing...

A/N: Just a simple one-shot with Vinyl Scratch. Yes, another story inspired by music. Seems to be my best inspiration, music does.

Rated [Saucy] by SFG's rating system. Be prepared for some heat!

Enjoy!

Artwork by ~zonybrony

David has only been in ponyville for about 2 months. He thought he had met everyone, however when twilight introduces him to scratch, he finds himself hopelessly falling for the mare. Things only become harder when scratch asks him if he wants to be a VIP on her latest "gig", and, as things unfold, David learns that things are going to become VERY hard for him and Scratch

Rainbow Dash was just cruising through life, one cupcake at a time. However, after a freak encounter in the kitchens of Sugarcube Corner, the pegasus finds herself faced with something she's never encountered before: love.

However, this is not your average love story. For you see, the object of her affection isn't some handsome stallion with a windswept mane and gorgeous abs. No; her love is a sink.

Now, Rainbow must face the challenges that come with love, all while learning to deal with strange urges, teething children, and dresses.

This fic is also available in French and Italian! Thanks to Bro-Nie and FiMvisible, respectively, for their hard work.

A big thanks to Golden Vision and Pav Feira, my editors! This fic would be even worse without them!

There was only one explanation. For all of it. All of the strange, erratic behavior. Her irrational fear of the sun. Her nocturnal habits of locking herself in in the dark and closing all the blinds. Wearing her sunglasses everywhere, even inside! It was time to invest in some silver, garlic, and a wooden stake.

There comes a time when the light must go out; but how do you know if you've burned brightly enough?

"My name is Lyra Heartstrings, and you will not remember me. You won't even remember this conversation. Just like with everypony else I've ever met, everything I do or say will be forgotten. Every letter I've written will appear blank; every piece of evidence I've left behind will end up missing. I'm stuck here in Ponyville because of the same curse that has made me so forgettable. Still, that doesn't stop me from doing the one thing that I love: making music. If my melodies find their way into your heart, then there is still hope for me. If I can't prove that I exist, I can at least prove that my love for each and every one of you exists. Please, listen to my story, my symphony, for it is me."

Cover pic by Spotlight: askspotlight.tumblr.com

Four thousand years ago, Starswirl the Bearded accidentally created a race of immortal ponies with a dangerous allergy to sunlight. When one of them escapes their prison a thousand years later, he becomes Starswirl's apprentice in order to rescue his family from a tyrannical alicorn king. But when the darkness that's been festering inside of them for centuries finally appears, how will they defeat it? And when they are forced into the forefront of Equestrian history, will they even want to?

Written by cause&effect and smoulderfly. Artwork by zilleniose.

Sometimes, bad things happen to good ponies. A year following a tragic incident, Twilight Sparkle returns to Ponyville to visit what she has been missing - her town, her memories, and most importantly, her friends. But will everything be as she remembers it?

This story has a sequel titled "In History, Maybe".

We all have secrets. For some it's nothing more than having an extra scoop of ice cream after dinner, for other's it's something much more morbid and disturbing. Those who pursue the truth, be warned, sometimes the darkest secrets of certain ponies are best left hidden in the shadows of their silence.

(Cover art by Stalin the Stallion)