I look out into this city and see only what is mine. The sisters of night and day may say that the land of Equestria is theirs to rule. But Canterlot is mine, every street, every pony and every bit of wealth is mine to play with. After all, no pony who's anypony can be anyone without invoking my name.

I am prince Blueblood, direct descendant of the unicorn royalty and no pony is free from my grasp.

Prince Blueblood dislikes being secret agent Double-O-Zeta, but since no pony does it better, the princesses won't let him quit. Trailing the mad unicorn Green Briar to Ponyville, though, Blueblood runs into Rainbow Dash, already investigating the odd new pony in the area. She resents this jerkwad of a prince suddenly butting in, and when circumstances force the two to work together, the unexpected feelings they arouse in each other might prove more dangerous than anything Green Briar has planned.

Inspired by TAW's Shipping Contest and finished with much thanks to Casca on mlpchan's /fic/ board, Aquillo and cheeze sauce over at Saltblock, and Bad Horse, Cloudy Skies and Skywriter here at FiMFiction. The adventure continues as well in the second Clandestine Corps adventure, Piefall!

A dragon is a thing to be feared. That is, if he isn't Spike. But somepony forgot to tell the residents of Ponyville that their dragon isn't dangerous. Driven from Ponyville by their fears, he finds himself in Canterlot with the royal sisters. He begins to wonder, are things better this way? Maybe.

Somehow Wheatley manages to come down from space and land in the strange and brightly-colored world of Equestria. He has no idea what happened, but his plans for dumbing everything down has yet to come to mind. He is picked up by Twilight and her plans for Wheatley are much, much different. Of course, after being turned into one of them, they slowly work him into being used to a body that's not his, and far from being GLaDOS.

I suppose this is the bit where I tell you a bit about myself. Where I describe my feelings, my likes, my dislikes, perhaps some of what I've done.

Well, buck that. If you don't know who I am, then you're either too stupid to breathe, or been living on the moon for the last century. And as far as I know, my aunt is the only pony who can claim that as an excuse, so we all know into which category you fall.

My name is Prince Blueblood. Yes, that Prince Blueblood, and I'm sure you've all heard the tales. The stories. After all, I did save Equestria. And discover priceless lost treasures beyond imagining. And defeat the mighty Crack Shot in a duel. And, well, like I said, you've all heard the stories.

Hate to break it to you: they're just that. Stories.

But if there's one thing that I am good at, it's telling stories. So sit down, colts and fillies, for the tale of greatest lie ever told, about the greatest pony ever to live. And let me tell you; it's one heck of a ride.

A Ghost. A weapon. A tool. That's all he's ever known himself to be.

One day he's sent on a mission, a mission to assassinate a high priority target. When he fails that mission, and gets abruptly sent to a certain planet, how will he cope with being taken from the battlefield, and put into a world full of colorful horses that talk?
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And will he have access to a Tactical Nuke?

Only time will tell in this tale of adventure and comedy!

It's Sisterhooves Social time again. This year, Dash catches wind of two new competitors and gets Spike to bet on the race. When her team is revealed to be a rather famous set of siblings, it looks like poor Spike will be her slave for a week! However, due to a team of masseurs, a minor invasion, unfortunate addictions, and dubious barrel components, victory might not be as near as she thinks...