Cranky Doodle Donkey has spent years searching Equestria for that special jenny he lost at the Grand Galloping Gala. He's been to cities far and wide, and searched from the peaks of the tallest mountains to the floors of the lowest valleys. He's seen it all, or so he claims. The roads are his and his alone, and the solitude is something he's simply grown used to.

Until one night, he discovers a filly hiding in a snowy hollow, scared, alone, and freezing to death...

Inspired by a discussion at Bronycon. Coverart by Ruirik.
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It's the morning after Cranky and Matilda's wedding. Naturally, Cranky is thrilled with his new bride, but there's something missing he can't quite put his hoof on.

What could it be?

Written for The Writeoff Association's "The Morning After" contest.

Drinking the serum is an extremely difficult choice, but at least you know it will turn you into a pony.

Right?

(A satire of, and salute to, the genre that once couldn't be stopped.)

Commissioned by iisaw. Proofread by Neko Majin C. Preread by Muruschio, Pickleless, KingMoriarty, Troubleshooter, and Ariamaki.

In response to a prompt by Admiral Biscuit on the Prompt-a-Day group thread.

"Princess Celestia?"
"Yes, Twilight?"
"So... I was a unicorn before my ascension, and Cadence was a pegasus... if you don't mind my asking, what species were you and Princess Luna before you became alicorns?"
"Well, Twilight..."

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Cranky Doodle Donkey has moved out of Ponyville in the twilight of his life. Now, with his final days drawing near, he wishes to immortalize his experiences in the form of a memoir.

Although his caretaker has sworn to see him through this task, she herself doesn't seem to believe in whatever cause her patient still endures for, not to mention whatever message his stories are trying to tell her.

Thus, an old donkey and a very skeptical griffon have themselves a little debate...

(Submission for the Equestria Daily Summer Fanfic Contest)

Thirty five years. Been roaming Equestria from town to cloying town, looking for her. Not for lack of trying, mind you. Equestria's just that big of a place. There's only so many places left to look, though, and it'd be foolish to throw in the towel already. I'm getting close. So I'll do the same thing I did yesterday: search.

First place winner of The Writeoff Association's "A Single Moment" contest.

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