Memories become jumbled over time. They distort, go out of order, and sometimes they might even begin to run backwards. What must be remembered is that specific memories can only belong to the person who originally had them. That being the case, memories will almost always be imperfect, and no two people will remember the same event exactly the same way.

You are entering the mind of Discord. Events will not always occur in a chronological fashion.

Believing Stories was only introduction. (Seriously, you need to read Believing Stories to not be completely lost here.)

Ponies like balloons for different reasons. Perhaps they keep them afloat while playing in the pool, or liven up a party. Perhaps they have other uses, discussed behind closed doors. For some ponies, a balloon becomes a prison.

This is a collection of short stories, to accompany my growing list of "Balloonified OC's."

Modified the outstanding work of these artists:
-Spectra, Sunny, and Scrub were drawn by AceSential
-Sollace was drawn by Comeha

In the Royal Canterlot Archives, every scrap of Equestrian history is recorded, often with artifacts present as evidence. There are grimoirs and cookbooks, and there are swords and ploughshares. Many items are harmless (provided one is not allergic to dust mites), but those that are remain under lock and key. The first diarchy saw the creation of masterworks of stone, steel, and magic. The Royal Everfree Archaeologists unearthed countless powerful sources of magic from ages past. Some magic is older still.

Have you ever woken up as a vegetarian cartoon pony? I have, and she won’t shut up about it. I’m stuck in her body as our minds swap control and our memories blur. I can’t seem to do anything right, and it’s even worse when she’s in charge.

Now, we’re in a back and forth war for control of her body. I just want to eat meat again, and have a little personal space. She’s convinced I’m hitting on her friends and trying to score. I’m not sure I can survive the rest of the day, let alone until we fix this.

Edits by: Selbi, Abcron, Breath of Plagues, Refro, Jaestring, The Parasprite, Starbound Gurren
Pre-read by: SkeeterTL, Solidfire, Penjacker, TypewriterError, Pearple Prose
(It took all of them to corral my insanity.)
Cover art by Tsitra360
V1.1-Rated teen sex for strong innuendo.
V1.2-Pinkie Pie now enforcing RIAA guidelines.

Something about Lightning Dust just seemed a little 'off'. Sometimes she didn't react the right way to the world around her, and sometimes the way she reacted was positively frightening... but it wasn't until she laughed off nearly killing a couple of ponies that anypony actually realized just how messed up she was.

Cover art is by the amazing and godlike Conicer.

*Not a gluefic.

What if Discord were God?

Skeeter the Lurker reads Thus Dwell in Joy!

Cover image is Arrivederci, love Discord by CountANDRA.

This story is a sequel to Twilight's Dollhouse

Thirty ponies remained trapped in plastic shells as Twilight’s dolls. Lyra left them behind without a second thought. She joins Scootaloo to help rescue them, lest they be trapped for eternity as the last of Twilight’s sanity slips away. . .

Scootaloo will have to get past thoughts of revenge and her anger. Lyra will have to move past her guilt of failure. Once they have learned the skills they will need to defend themselves they will set out to find the Dollhouse and rescue their friends.

Unfortunately, time waits for no pony.

Pre-readers / Editors: Selbi, Abcron, Jaestring, TypewriterError, Breath of Plagues

In a world without bacon, five humans find themselves trapped... grazing on mother bucking dandelions. To get home, they'll need to learn that friendship is magic. Too bad none of these jerks are friends.

Fancy Pants had a perfect life: a burgeoning business, a lovely marefriend, and even a few ponies he could call a friend. All that changed the day he met Rarity. That day, his life started to crumble as his love for Rarity grew.

But when Rarity becomes unavailable, what will he do? To what lengths will Fancy Pants go in order to make Rarity his? And what part does Sweetie Belle play in all this?

Cover art done by the wonderful and talented jaybugjimmies over on dA. Go give her some love.

Each night I’m trapped in the dark, immobilized. I hear whispers as they operate on me: they say I shouldn’t be alive. Twilight refuses to tell me about the operation. Sometimes she can’t look me in the eye. What did they do to me?

Nothing used to scare me: I kicked a dragon in the nose, defeated gods of chaos and hatred, and control the weather. Now I feel broken. My memories have shattered, I feel wrong, and I’m afraid to tell anypony how scared I am.

I can’t even do the rainboom anymore. Who am I? I’m no longer the best flyer in Equestria, yet everypony assures me I am. Why won’t they tell me the truth?
↓↓ Credits

Special Thanks:
Dreampaw the artist. Best cover art.
Editors:
ArgonMatrix - Fixed 128 errors in chapter one alone.
Animus - who is awesome and for hire.
BronyWriter - The only author to punch Celestia in the face, and live.
Jaestring - Artist, Editor, and Female all in one.
Abcron - European editor, which means his time zone and my actual sleep schedule are aligned perfectly!
The Parasprite. Need I say more?
Selbi - If your editor isn't German, you aren't trying hard enough.
OctaviaHarmony - His avatar is as sexy as his editing.
RenegadeTimelord - Doctor who?
Akumokagetsu - Awesomesauce.
(Wow, a lot of editors came and went.)