Equestria has made the discovery of the century. They found what they believed to be the last of the mythical race of the humans trapped inside of a large crystal. Curiosity takes hold and with the help of Twilight Sparkle and the elements of harmony they decide to set it free. But was that a wise decision?

Cover art not done by me.

Twilight and Pinkie Pie have been friends ever since Twilight first stepped into town. Wanting to keep it that way, Twilight kept her feelings for the Pink pony hidden. She did, until Pinkie developed some feelings of her own. Left alone to plan Spike's surprise party congratulating him on his part in defeating King Sombra, those feelings start to surface, and maybe affect those of others.

After leaving on a second pilgrimage to find himself, Spike returns to Ponyville, physically larger and sporting an impressive array of skills and powers.

His plans for a calm life in Ponyville, however, takes a different path as he soon finds himself the desire of several ponies interests, friends old and new included.

Change breeds benefits, as the saying goes. Spike has yet to hear it ring true.

One night she is in the Everfree Forest, and is followed by three fillies. They find out she is a vampony! So now she must convince her friends that she isn't dangerous. This might prove to be hard as three certain destructive fillies cause panic when they are around her.

(This is my first story and I haven't written any fan-fiction for a couple years now so please don't be rude. Any helpful comments are welcome though!)

After a drunken one night stand, Rainbow Dash finds herself unexpectedly expecting. That's right! She's gonna be a mom!-

-But first she's gotta survive the eleven months of cravings, mood swings and morning sickness.

Follow her on the most trying eleven months of her life, along with her older brother, bestfriend and mom.

Luna was never banished, Discord is Celestia's court jester, the Elements of Harmony do not exist, and Twilight grows more pompous and more egotistical every day.

Celestia is not amused.

This story is on indefinite hiatus. I might revisit it, so it's not cancelled, but I'm not currently skilled enough as an author to do some of the things I wanted. Believe me, I've got the drafts to prove it.

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Entry#1: I'm not sure what's happening, I'm scared and I don't know what to do. I am going to record this in my journal, to report of any new... Changes.

SUPERNATURAL OCCURRENCE AT LOCAL SCHOOL

Cary Lee, a young middle school aged boy with a unique... gift, ends himself up in Equestria while on the run from the authorities. The only things on his person are the clothes he is wearing, his backpack and a journal.

Inside the journal he records his experiences in this seemingly new land. Will he find allies to stick by him, will he be shunned by pony kind and will he fall to the darkness that is Nightmare Moon? His powers he worked so hard to keep hidden will aid him in this dark world.

This story is set before Nightmare Moon was imprisoned by the Elements of Harmony.

Small thanks to Octaviscratch for helping clear up some mistakes.
HUGE thanks to Super Kami Guru my editor, who clears up many stupid mistakes on my part ^^;;

A special thanks to my very good friend Mr101 for being my pre-reader and making the awesome cover art :)

This story is actually based off of this music video
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRfuAukYTKg]

(Now with Fanart!)

Scootaloo's rather embarrassed by her Mom. Not because she isn't cool, arguably she's both the hottest and the coolest mom in Ponyville. It's not about the fact that her mom serves on the royal court either, though that doesn't help. Maybe it's got more to do with the fact that the reason her mom is almost never seen after sunrise or before sunset, or because before the Mare in the Moon returned to Equestria, she knew her name.

Or, you know, that her mother is a chocoholic, an embarrassing know it all that's actually lived it all, owes personal favors to Princess Luna, and has the unfortunate job description of 'ruler of the land and day'. Sure, having Celestia as your mom is cool and all, but at the same time nopony can know who she really is. Nopony gets to 'know' her, and every moment is guarded against snooping visitors. And yet, there's still hope for a better day to come. Even when all your mom's enemies and rivals finally come home to roost and ruin your day. It can't be all bad, right?

Now with a Trope Page: Scootamom on TVTropes

And Fanart:
[img]http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/266/8/9/scootamom_by_familywing-d5fnnov.jpg[/img]

We all know what happened during Lesson Zero. Twilight Sparkle screwed up big time. But she got off the hook. Nothing bad happened. No dire consequences to speak of. Nothing in her life changed for the worse.

But what if something did? After all, that’s how all fanfictions start. Just changing one detail, no matter how small. Just one minor detail. In this case, it concerns something being born inside the head our little Twilight that day.

Look out Twilight, because you’ve got a new roommate in your psyche. She’s everything you aren’t. She’s sporadic. She’s unconventional. She’s absolutely insane. She hates your guts.

Her name is Screwball.

I don’t question the “life” bar floating over my head, or my “EXP” gauge, or the little phantasmal boxes that appear whenever I look at an “equippable” object that show its “statistics.” It’s normal for small messages to appear in the sky every now and then, such as [System update in 2 hours.] My kind worships the Developers, higher beings that direct, create, and control everything we see. It’s all normal. This is how things have always been, since I was born. My father, my grandfather, my ancestors have all accepted and coped with these elements.

So why does everything feel so... fake?

My name is Twilight_Sparkle, and I know there’s something wrong here.

Co-Written by GaruuSpike and Chaotic Dreams.

(EDIT: This story is cancelled forever because someone sabotaged all of our attempts to write. You know who you are, and so do I, and I hope you're happy for killing it.)