On a mild spring morning and with a tummy full of Prench toast, Rainbow Dash spies a little corner of her friend's house she's never seen before. Therein lies The Mourning Nook - the place where Fluttershy cleanses herself in order to soldier on.
Life is like a tree: growing, stretching many directions. But the trunk remains the solid center it builds from. A branch may reach the sky, but stays anchored to and part of the tree. Twilight Sparkle isn't the only one to grow into a new role.
An unexpected thunderstorm out of the Everfree brings more than just rain to a small cottage on the edge of Ponyville... it brings Fluttershy much needed peace.
Fluttershy's friends might call the gentle pegasus sensitive. But they don't know the half of it. What is she always so afraid of, anyway? And why is SHE the one pony who can go toe-to-toe with the Avatar of Chaos himself?
Flitter thinks Fluttershy is the weakest pony in the world. Flitter has never confronted what Fluttershy's job really means. Nopony ever wants to or should. Now Flitter has to. And 'weak' will turn out to be exactly the wrong word.
Lyra thinks Discord is an idiot for not thinking to dodge when the Elements of Harmony were about to strike him. Discord thinks this is the perfect opportunity for a game.
Every Friday, from five in the afternoon to eleven at night, Pinkie Pie does volunteer work. She doesn't have to do it, but she chooses to do it anyway. It is a matter of life and death, after all. Literally.
A quaint old well, a shiny coin, the first star of the evening: all harbingers of good luck and happy wishes. But lately, several ponies can’t even remember making wishes. They certainly wouldn’t have wished for this.
Twilight Sparkle is an expert in unicorn magic, but earth pony magic remains a mystery to her. She's determined to uncover the earth tribe's secrets. What she learns will change her life . . . And it just might change Applejack's life as well.
A Princess in a mood of reminiscence. A sufficiently curious audience. A pensieve that strangely enough would only work in grayscale. A story about a humour blog about a pony on the moon. Written with the permission of egophiliac.
From her new castle, Twilight can't stop staring at the spot where the library tree used to be. But Ponyville is an earth pony town, and tall oaks from little acorns grow.
When Fluttershy finds out that Discord used to keep a mental diary while imprisoned in stone, she begs him to continue it. Grudgingly, he promises to document his thoughts about his new life among old enemies
Created by Powderjaggy
