Button 'The Stash' Mash is just like any other middle-schooler: nasally in voice, carefree in gait, and nose deep in his games.

However, he lives along the rules of a different game, one that covers more corners and fills more piggy banks than his classmates could ever comprehend. His Joy Boy may be the mark of his arrival, but none could see the face steeled in cold calculation behind the blips and beeps.

Button has his hooves all over Ponyville - and not just from being chased by dogs. His closest friend will come to see the true face of Ponyville's little gamer, and it will reveal a darker side to the idyllic fields of Ponyville...

Button Mash didn't used to be a pony. At least, not before he died.

Bereft of his allowance, Button Mash journeys into Ponyville with the burden of Finding Things To Do. He finds a single penny.

Bereft of her allowance, Diamond Tiara finds Button and his penny.

This should end well.

(Thanks for nothing, Obs.)

A tale of fashion in the workplace.

One day, a young colt found a briefcase. This colt’s name was Button Mash, the briefcase contained a big red button, and the world and all who inhabited it were cursed to damnation.

This is Ⓑⓤⓣⓣⓞⓝ Ⓜⓐⓢⓗ: Ⓣⓗⓔ Ⓖⓐⓜⓔ. The world's first-ever RPG/FPS/MMO/MOBA/RTS/TBS, now on Joy Boys near you.

You are Button Mash. You have just woken up. You are also playing a video game, because when are you not playing a video game? Hopefully you can make it downstairs. Breakfast is starting.

"I don't even play video games! I don't know what you want from me!"
- Princess Twilight Sparkle.

"Button, that's very nice, but I'm trying to balance on this ladder right now, and if you keep distracting me, I'm going to—"
- Mom.

"Is this fanfiction about yourself?"
- Sweetie Belle.

"This was the worst game I've ever played. It should be used as a weed-killer, because that way it would have a reason to exist. 9/10."
- Spike the Dragon

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Vector Credits:
MacTavish1996
BaumkuchenPony
Lahirien
JunkiesNewb
FoxTail8000

Button Mash, Rumble and Truffle Shuffle have been invited along on a Nightmare Night Eve camping trip by the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Their mission: help them earn their merit badges! But when a ghost story turns night into fright, can they save the Cutie Mark Crusaders from the creepy crawlies lurking in the Whitetail Woods?

Not a batpony story. Cover image graciously loaned by Vectors-R-Us. Featured by The Royal Guard!

Left home alone after being grounded for mouthing off to Miss Cheerilee, Button Mash goes snooping through his Dad's closet. He finds a box of relics from his Dad's past, including a few vinyl records from some odd-sounding bands that turn out to be just the thing to incite a bit of preteen rebellion.

Trigger Warning: very little plot, lack of coherency, and multiple heavy metal horse puns. Anyone not familiar with old-school thrash metal should slap themselves. Hard.

Thanks to Seether00 for his help with edits, themaskedferret for help with the motivation, and Captain Unstoppable for being awesome.

Covert art belongs to Flutterthrash on Deviant Art.

A life in a day of a not really a pony Button Mash, and other weird things.

This is Razgriz's fault.

I regret everything.

Author's note: Please don't read this. It is bad. I'm saying it now. Don't come in with any hope of an interesting tale. In fact, please leave and read the other Button -ash fics that are written by actually good writers?

Button Mash has a plan to win over his one true love.

Unfortunately, that plan involves doing something athletic.

Written for the Button Mash Party.