This is an idea that wouldn't leave my head, inspired by Fairy Slayer's "Mommy Nearest," Aldea Donder's "Alicorn," SoundofRainfall's "Play" and RainbowDoubleDash's "Lunaverse"

Alternate Universe: Instead of Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia made Rainbow Dash her personal student instead! Follow her through the events of the 1,000th Summer Sun Celebration. A reimagining of "Friendship is Magic"

The Great and Powerful Trixie has fled from Ponyville because it's canon. Since this is a fan written story, she returns to Ponyville unintentionally and meets up with Twilight after collapsing on her doorstep. To spoil the first paragraph, both mares already harvest feelings for one another. Hilarity ensues as they try to live together by complete force of the author. Will they ever confess their feelings to each other? If they didn't then this wouldn't be much of a romance fanfiction now would it?

Picture by dw1482

In a world where they are little more than slaves to the more powerful unicorns, there are few options. When you are a former gladiator, saved from the breeding pens by a kind hearted old stallion, you have even fewer. Enter Rainbow Dash, ex-gladiator, a mare with beauty, and the strength to protect it in a world determined to drain all color from her life.

Freed from the horrors of bloody combat, Rainbow has taken those skills, and those killer instincts, and turned them to protecting the ponies she once killed. For a price of course. But sometimes, life throws the unexpected at you. On a mission for the Lady of Ponyville, Rainbow finds out two things. One, that purple unicorns are absolutely infuriating. Two, that they are also the bravest ponies she has ever met. Excluding herself, of course.

[2nd Person Perspective]

Working as a waiter at Canterlot's various social gatherings is a nice job. Especially since you began chatting with the cello player of the usual quartet, Octavia. You've gotten to know a lot about her, but one night there seems to be something on her mind. You offer her a drink to ease her nerves and you bring your glasses together in cheers.

Next thing you know, you wake up in a strange hotel room in a town you've never been to next to a certain gray mare.

Art by John Joseco

There's something that all artists of music fear the most, the new generation. Some can't keep up with it, others just adjust to it and live on. One mare in particular couldn't keep up, she didn't want to. She loved the music she played, and she didn't want to change it. But as time went on, her time in the spotlight slowly ticked away. Her friends always loved her music, ever since they met. But time goes by, time brings changes, and they changed too. They were the only ones left who believed in her, but just like the old genres and generations of yesteryear, those thoughts and beliefs faded away. With no job, in Octavia's mind, she's got nothing to live for. What's the point in making music if no pony's going to listen to it? However, Octavia decides she wants to join Vinyl in performing the kind of music she makes that helps her stay on top.

Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. Lyra knows that there's something about Octavia.

Twilight only became an RA to get the single and avoid her insane ex-roommate while she figured out which major to declare. The plan sounded simple... on paper.

Her RA partner is crazy, the music majors down the hall are probably going to kill each other, the new astronomy professor is her mentor's estranged younger sister, and one of her residents is flirting with her in an extremely distracting manner.

Meanwhile, Rarity's stuck with a bumpkin cowgirl roommate who embodies all the small town “charm” she's spent her life escaping. College was supposed to be her opportunity to start her socialite fashion career and leave all that behind... right?

Vinyl Scratch, also known as DJ-P0n3, is one of the most famous DJs in Canterlot. But lately, she's been feeling like something's missing in her life. And then a gray Earth pony mare shows up at her club one night...

Author's Note: I wanted to do something different with the Octavia/Vinyl Scratch pairing. In all the stories I've read, Tavi was the reserved, more quiet one while Vinyl was the party girl. But what if it were the other way around? What if Vinyl was the more reserved one and Tavi the wild girl? This is my attempt to expand on that idea.

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.

Private Steven Clint is a man with nothing. A 35-year old soldier who had the rare experience of losing both his wife and daughter while he was overseas in Afghanistan. The armband on his right bicep with Scootaloo's face on it serves as a reminder of the daughter he lost, for in Scootaloo's face he saw her own.

While patrolling a small Afghan town after a bombing, Steve ventures into the alley to find a sight he never thought he would. The same small, orange filly that was on his arm. The same on that reminded him of his daughter.

Now he must protect her from the surrounding war until she finds a way to get home.

A special thanks to "RainbowdashEpicness" for helping me edit this story.

Also, if anyone is interested in making an image that I can use as a cover picture (besides this one which I got off google images), let me know.

I hope you enjoy :)