Cheer up, Twilight. It's not every day somepony changes species. In fact, no pony has ever changed species. It's something new and you like discovering new things. Granted, Equestrians don't like new things, especially things that fundamentally alter their government. So maybe there is reason not to be happy after all.

It occurred one peaceful night. Half of Equestria awoke to the sound like a double-shot thunderclap. A percussion heard in the skies and rattling windows from Apploosa, to Canterlot, to Ponyville. Nopony knew what it was or what it heralded for the world as it drew a line across the nation.

For Twilight Sparkle, this isolated incident might have faded from memory after a time, if not for the strange rumors of a creature sitting on the hill on the outskirts of town.

These are her thoughts given written form. These are Sparkle's Notes.

Report EVERYTHING to the Princess.

Twilight Sparkle finds a book in the library.

Twilight Sparkle reads aforementioned book.

Twilight Sparkle's life is thrown upside down, her view of her teacher shattered, and her friends pitted against each other.

Everything will return to normal.

One of these statements is false.

Inspired by a random 4chan post 'Rarity is now beside you, what do?' I decided to write what my reaction would be in a slightly more realistic scenario. ( As realistic as random ponies appearing out of nowhere can be.) (PS I wrote the story as a character, not as myself specifically. It's just how I would react in that situation.)

The day Big Mac came to Equestria, he was but a small colt. He told his story to passersby, but nopony believed him. Eventually, Applejack and Granny Smith found him, and brought him in. Except, they believed his story. They swore they would never tell anypony. But promises sometimes cannot be kept when you're the element of Honesty, and so the secret slips one night, and Applejack couldn't feel more guilty.

What laws govern the universe far beyond the firmament of Earth's sky? What is the true nature of the twinkling stars that fill the night and dazzle the eyes of ponies? Outside of the influence of Celestia's sun, what mysteries populate the void of space?

When an incarnate cosmic force millions of times more powerful than Celestia and Luna threatens to devour the planet, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie are sent on a mission to the Empyrean at the edge of space, to beseech the only being with the ability to save them: the Unmoved Mover, the impetus which drives the mechanizations of all the universe.

Meanwhile, on Earth, the Princesses are forced to deal with the tyranny of their reigning King without upsetting the balance of the galactic hierarchy, lest they themselves suffer at the mercy of the Elements of Harmony.

Editors: SSky and Nerevar117.

Cover art: "Celestial Navigation III" by lordsong on deviantArt.

Everyone needs to relax once in a while - regardless of species.

The daily stresses of royal life has gotten too much for a particular pony. Her safe haven is about to be used for the first time in years. Unfortunately, someone's already there.

A sequel is now up! Return To The Haven

My name is James Clark, and I am a Private Military Contractor. No, not Mercenary. Yes, there is a difference, but that's beside the point.

Ok, where was I? Ah yes, I was just entering my office in Downtown Houston one afternoon to hear a job offer. When I got there, I found a beautiful, robe-wearing woman waiting for me. Now, in this day and age, most people would find that strange. I didn't for two reasons.

1) In this line of work, you run into a few crazies. If I had a dollar for every nut-job I turned away, I could buy a small European country.

2) It was Halloween. Hell, I was on my way to a party dressed in a replica suit of Veteran Ranger Armor from Fallout: New Vegas, complete with gas mask and real riot gear I borrowed from a friend on the SWAT team. I was gonna win the costume contest for sure!

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? Anyways, this weirdo offered me a job without going into much detail. No location, no objective, not even a dollar amount The only thing I got out of her was the promise that I would be saving thousands, if not millions of lives.

Every instinct told me to turn the job down, and yet I still accepted it. Maybe the idea of playing hero again had its appeal.

God, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Humanity as a race has finally fallen and Earth has been purified. Equestria is now a stronger nation thanks for all it's new inhabitants, the newfoals, formerly humans before the purification of Earth.The celestial sisters rejoiced in their thrones, because they drove humanity to a new step of happines though the ponification and assimilation of all the humans into Equestria. Or so they thought.

Led by a mysterious stallion of indomitable will and resolution, far away of equestrian frontiers, a city stood defiant against Equestria itself as the last hope of humanity, maybe not humans anymore at the surface but at heart. With the last remnants of human knowledge inside the minds of the dwellers of this thriving city, will they be able to recover their identities and freedom? Or they are going to succumb against the problems of forming a independant state from Equestria?

A/N: This is my first shot at something as complex as The Conversion Bureau universe. I'll take mainly the original premise of this universe plus some adds from here and there, so you can look at it as a personal view about it.
Don't expect frequent updates on this, since I want to think each chapter. Anyway if this little thingy manages to be liked I can think about be more swift with the chapters, but I'm a very inconstant and tend to take far too time to write.
By the way, I hope you like this story!

Special and big thanks to Jack Kellar for spotting errors and edit the story thus far to make it more readable. (Damn my lack of english vocabulary)

PD: Cover made with a screenshot from the game Anno 2070 (All rights reserved to their respective owners)

Editor: Jack Kellar

There is a secret being kept from Equestria. Not a single soul is aware of it. There was gossip, yes. Those ponies had been deemed mad. But those who accused the gossipers as such didn't notice the extra weight that was carried by the air. They failed to notice the subtle shifts in the breeze, or the slight change of coloration to their surroundings. Not a single soul saw it coming.

Well... there was one.

And if she divulges the information accordingly, she might be able to save them. Hell, if she only said the word, everypony could be saved.

That is... all but one

cover image is entitled Thoughts by PrincessSaros