Sunset has been in the human world for so long she's almost forgotten the taste of her favorite food, but an encounter with a few of Applejack's hay bales incites an uncontrollable urge within her to indulge in her old pony pastime.

Hi, I'm Anonymous! One day I woke up in the magical land of Equestria!

Talk about epic, am I right?

Ow.

Content Warning: stupid

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Shining Armor goes to sleep one night and wakes up in the future, having been resurrected by his wife Princess Cadance for the fourth time. All of his memories of the past century are missing, and his kingdom is nearly unrecognizable.

As Shining struggles to make sense of the new world around him, he begins to suspect there's more to the story he isn't being told...

Written for The Writeoff Association's "All the Time in the World" contest.

A particular magical horse has made such a habit of randomly appearing and administering whimsy and cuddles that there are enough victims available to form a semi-regular support group.

Something strange about that new guy though...

This is a short second-person piece about your waifu. You know exactly who she is, and you don't need me telling you all about her. Why am I here? Well, I'm here to tell you that your wildest fantasy has come true. The mare of your dreams has come to Earth. But if that's true, that means this isn't a story. This is reality. And the rules are different.

So before you begin reading, let me ask you one thing.

What would really happen?

Dillon, local human, is sitting around happy as anything one day when Pinkie - who is his friend - appears. A judge is required, she says, and he fits the bill.

He obliges. Not like he had anything better to do.

Not like anyone did, apparently.

We exist in a universe where advertisements can provoke creative intent.

7-11 owes us money for advertising them in a poem.

Ponies.

Content Warning: stupid

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The weather forecast promised a snowstorm, and the weatherponies delivered a proper blizzard. Blowing snow, low visibility, not weather any pony would want to be out in.

Buttonwood works at the livery, hauling wagons, and wants to save up enough bits to travel to Prance. Trains wait for nopony; loads must be delivered even on the worst days, and she could stay home but if she does, she’ll never save up enough bits for her trip. She knows the roads, the wagons, the shortcuts. She knows a lot of her co-workers won’t show up in such miserable weather, and that means better loads and more bits. Snow won’t stop a motivated pony.

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For years, Twilight never wondered why ponies randomly broke out into song.

When Spike asks why and Twilight doesn't have an answer, she decides to go to the one place she'd never been led wrong, where she could always get a clear, concise, and trustworthy answer.

Princess Celestia.

Celestia doesn't help.

Featured on 4/30/2020. Holy hell.