Applejack finds out the hard way that she is one of the few sane ponies in Ponyville. Or perhaps Equestria overall. Because of this, Princess Luna often comes to visit to discuss her policy plans with the farm pony. Hi-jinks ensue.

While playing a game of scrabble with Rarity, Twilight Sparkle accuses her of making up a word.

Rarity disagrees.

Dedicated to Carabas.

Special thanks to SigmasonicX for the prompt, and RBDash47 for the scrabble rules nitpicking.

The Seventh Company of the solar guard should have left the town Grimbush to its own devices, but when a letter asking them to clear out a pest invasion lands in their possession, they have no choice but to oblige.

Disgruntled and annoyed, the soldiers march into the mire only to find something far deadlier than they expected.

Centuries ago, the younger sibling of the Solar Princess was sealed away. What followed that was the disastrous rebellion of the young sister's soldiers. Once the rebellion was crushed along with the Lunar Branch of the diarchy a period of harmony begun... or at least that was what was said. During this period, an "Incident" happened that nearly caused the collapse of the Solar Monarchy. An event that was "lost" to history. Centuries later, after the resealing of Discord; Princess Celestia summoned Twilight Sparkle for a secret mission.

"Twilight Sparkle, please help the Lunar Captain make some friends."

A journey regarding the hidden dark past of Equestria waits for the young hero.

There's a lot of unpleasant surprises that can be found in photo albums. A third pony in what you thought was a private moment, inexpertly applied bodypaint, or just evidence of that time that your mother dressed you up like a burrito.

Twilight Sparkle was expecting to come out of Family Night with a few fresh blushes on her cheeks. What she wasn't expecting was a mysterious pair of wings in her baby pictures.

Hopefully Celestia will have some answers.

Many thanks to Present Perfect for supplying the brilliant concept, and to Evehly for the beautiful artwork.

Wastelands. Dystopias. Playgrounds for megalomaniacal villains. Each time Starlight forced her into a new world, it was just another variation of Tartarus that she was glad to leave behind and forget about. Unfortunately, thanks to over thirty timeline jumps, Starswirl's spell has gotten worn and frayed, forcing her to stop in this latest world to repair it. Fortunately, things seem relatively peaceful. Unfortunately, Twilight soon finds out the reason for that peace is...complicated.

Twilight Sparkle has spent months researching chaos magic, developing a new spell to unlock magic nopony has ever experienced before. But when something goes wrong with casting, Twilight finds herself turned into a Draconequus and unable to control her new chaos magic. If she ever wants to be a pony again, there is only one who can help her learn to control her new magic.

Of course, learning from Discord was never going to be simple. And after a while, being a draconequus doesn't seem so bad anyway....

Based on the concept by Lopoddity

Editing by DB_Explorer
Proofreading by Mac349 (Ch. 1-11), Trippy998, Just A Fabulous Cat (Ch. 1-5), Doctor Candor and skysthelimit (Ch. 1-11).

Mr. and Mrs. Cake choose to commit a murder in their kitchen.

A feelgood story.

Winner of the Thousand Words Story Contest (Fluff category). Edited by King of Beggars, Mousse, and R5h.

Reading by TheLegendaryBillCipher.
Reading by The Mystery Fluttershy Fan.

Cover art by me! Heh, heh, heh.

It's been a little over a year since Princess Flurry Heart founded the settlement of Winter's Hearth deep in the unclaimed territory of the Frozen North, and in that time she and her subjects have faced many dangers. But whether through grit or sheer equine spirit, they've survived every one of them.

So when the yaks of the Northwestern Tribes decide to declare war on them, it feels like just another Tuesday.

The yaks feel differently.

This story was originally conceived as an entry to Imposing Sovereigns IV, but I didn't end up writing it until several months after the contest closed. You can read the actual entrants to that contest here! The intended prompt was Flurry Heart/Strength.

This story is very simple and tart
Zecora tries to win Anon's tender heart
In a world where mares take charge,
and stallions are meek by and large.
Please don't point out the meter, don't be so morose,
it is by accident that I unlearned how to write prose.
Wrong drug and wrong dosage to boot,
Suddenly yielded this weirdly-rhymed fruit.
And if your interest still isn't yet gone,
Then, well, why don't you read on?..