Rarity can (just barely) accept that Fluttershy would like to be a tree. The several hundred other ponies at the convention are giving her some trouble.
Apple Bloom knows that for kids, the major autumn holiday is pointless: she's with her closest family every day. So why is Babs spending Homecoming at the Acres?.
You know that mare scream that's been in just about every film for the last few moons? The incredibly distinctive one which can't be mistaken for anything else? Guess who just figured out where it came from.
Ponies planning to travel outside Equestria may wish to note that meteorology is not an exact science. (Preferably, this should happen before they go mad.)
Rainbow's finally found a way to read which takes that pesky 'reading' part out. Now all Ponyville's lone device mechanic has to do is make it a little more... portable.
When you love somepony, you have to deal with everything which comes with them. Fleur is perfectly aware that she's effectively inherited Zephyr. She just doesn't understand why she isn't allowed to kill him.
Eventually, Twilight would learn that in the aftermath for any Ponyville outbreak of mass stupidity, the first priority was to find out how deeply Rainbow had been involved.
So scheduled weather means never getting a surprise day off from school? There have to be enough traces of anger in this town for the Crusaders to conjure up one storm! ...surely...
Yesterday, she was a sweet, somewhat old-fashioned exchange student trying to find her place in a strange culture. Today, Centorea Shianus is a new world's greatest terror.
In which the Cutie Mark Crusaders decide that they will be in estrus exactly once in their lives, for an hour and a half, starting tomorrow, and so fail both biology and life forever. (Did I mention this was still Crackfic Week?)
You would normally think there's no way for a simple change to the palace's water pipes to cause this much trouble. But before you start thinking that, you should probably know it's Crackfic Week.
Shortly before a mission starts, a palace functionary asks the Bearers to consider the medical circumstances under which they would prefer to die. It's a perfectly normal question. It's also something nopony ever wants to think about.
There are those who say that marks are destiny. But there is one who believes destiny is a trap. And there is nothing she will not do to make the world free.
Roseluck knows there's only one REAL reason why ponies would have to wear masks while congregating in public places. Now she just has to figure out what the conspiracy wanted it to be...
Scootaloo's living situation on the Acres is strictly temporary. Her parents will arrive to resolve things any day now. And then maybe Applejack will learn what 'responsibility' really means.
What's the best way to deal with that traveling cloud party? Make it somepony else's problem. And what's the best way for somepony else to deal with it? Repeat as necessary.
As facts go, Celestia can always remember 'Why don't we let first-year Gifted School students have a project fair?' is a horrible idea. Everypony else usually needs about eighty years to forget that.
Having realized that the duration of Discord's "reform" may exactly equal his only friend's lifespan, the palace sends Fleur to assist Fluttershy with acquiring a social life and guarantee a next generation to adore. (What could possibly go wrong?)
There are those who say that darkness makes the world close in. Spike, who once spent a sleepless night walking at Luna's side, knows the truth as something opposite.
For Bon-Bon and Lyra, the worst part of any holiday season is never the celebration itself. It's the day after. And when they both have something they're not talking about, it's everything.
The smallest movement from the most stable tectonic plate can produce an earthquake large enough to shake the world. On a related note, Applejack just asked Snowflake out on a date.
Equestria's newest Hearth's Warming craze is the gift clock: a new present every day for the entire moon. It's perfectly natural for the Bearers to try a few out! And it's not as if the riot was completely their fault!
The good news: having her false ID summoned for jury duty means Chrysalis' disguise is perfect. The bad: running out on it would break her cover. (Why do queens always wind up with the hard decisions?)
The human agent working to stop incursions from the world known to ponies as the shadowfell tends to be of two minds about his duties. In fact, Jack's been of two minds concerning just about everything lately. And one of those minds isn't his.
Humans are an infestation. A plague on Equestria. Nearly every last one thinks they're special and virtually all can cause damage. The CDA is going to send them all back where they came from by any means necessary -- or go down trying.
Twenty-eight humans have arrived in Equestria from Ben's world. Only Ben is considered safe enough to live in the outdoor 'temporary human settlement camp' which the residents call New Cynosure. And now the twenty-ninth has arrived...
The Princesses have recruited a small number of human agents to stop incursions into Equestria from their sides: Bree is the only one in her world. Her service helps to keep Equestria safe -- and questions just what the Princesses are looking for.
When it comes to her most faithful customer, Rarity is willing to take on any design challenge in order to keep that mare happy. But when the latest problem arises from anatomy...
The question isn't 'How could advertising a Back To School sale one week into summer vacation lead to a youth boycott of Barnyard Bargains?' The question is 'How could it not?'
Rarity knows Ponyville's outdoor market is being systematically invaded by an army of fashion knockoffs and fakes. She just doesn't understand why she's supposed to care.
Somepony Rarity never met just died. She never had a chance to see him or truly learn anything about him. And yet she mourns -- while trying to figure out why she's mourning at all.
For nearly every citizen of Equestria, it's a holiday: a chance to get together with friends, gather a few treats, and laugh in defiance of the darkness. For Celestia, Nightmare Night is something else entirely.
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