After the Gala, and Pinkies stunt with the Poney Pokey song, nopony will take Ocvavia seriously as a musician anymore. After weeks of hunting for a job and living off anything she can scrape together, she finds a very successful nightclub which is looking for new employees. A job is offered to her by the new owner of the club, Vinyl Scratch, and she takes it without a second thought. At first all they are are coworkers but Vinyl soon realizes that she wants to be more than that with the cellist.

Octavia has hit rock bottom. After the Gala and being forced to play that song, she was cast out by high society. Now she must gather the shreds of her pride, only to have to swallow them to work under the only pony that seems willing to hire her. Now it's time for her to make a name for herself all over again, and she's determined to make it no matter what, even if she has to start over from Scratch.

Octavia is a high-class pony. Fine alcohol is her wont, and uncouthness her intense chagrin. Such is her surprise to find herself lumbered with an insufferable oaf of a DJ pony. However, sometimes these situations work themselves into a satisfactory ultimatum all the same.

After realising her dream was not playing in the Canterlot elite Octavia moves back to Manehattan. Though how will Vinyl react when her former best friend in the world comes back after not having spoken in five years? Will their relationship ever be the same, or have they both changed?

A/N After I had to cancel my old VinylxTavi fic I decided that I would start a new one. There's really no similarities from the last fic to this so don't fret if you have not/have read it. Now I'll have to give a huge shoutout to NotTheOP for editing my story once more. That guy is my savior!

"We have to be brave now, Scootaloo," Dash said. "Just close your eyes, and it'll be all over by the time you open them again."

Her eyes are always the subject of many jokes, even in her nickname: Derpy Hooves. Ditzy Doo was always a pony who messed things up. Everypony always taunted her and teased her, and they still do today. She always takes the jokes with a small smile, but what is really behind the smile? What is it really like to be insulted every day, as if nopony thought you knew what they were talking about?

Link to a reading by Slashwar: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=banTpB_4g2Y&feature=youtu.be

Screw Loose had always been...different. When other foals wanted to sleep, she always wanted to play and have fun. Some ponies had always said she could compete with Pinkie Pie in terms of randomness. Receiving your Cutie Mark is seen as fate handing you your new life. But for Screw Loose, cruel fate has taken instead of given.

Special thanks to VexPon for the coverart!
DA. http://vexpon.deviantart.com/

The air rushed past her ears with a howl, the currents cutting at her skin as she dived towards the earth. An irrepressible smile spread across her face as her mane waved behind her in the wind, only to have the smile wiped away as what awaited her on the ground made itself known.

Inspired by this image by tassadoul.

After a tragic event, Twilight tries to numb herself to the pain and nearly loses the most important thing in her life.

Just a short sweet fic i wrote trying to break out of my writer's block.

Many thanks to my editor for again working her black magic in making my rambling thoughts readable. Check out her page
here!

Mayhem thinks he may be losing it, his alternate personality is getting the better of him. Or is it a personality at all?