After arriving in Canterlot, Cadence joins her Aunt Celestia for some good 'ol fun pranking Luna and Twilight, Canterlot's newest love birds. However, in the midst of their good fun, it all goes bad. Cadence ends up getting more than she bargained for.

Twilight has a question. One that has plagued her mind since her ascension and tonight, the stars are going to give her the courage to find her answer.

All praise and credit for the cover art goes to SilFoe on D.A.

A few months ago Luna asked Twilight out, she agreed. Fast forward to the present, Twilight once a unicorn librarian has ascended as the newest member of the ruling Princesses of Equestria. However since her ascension she has pushed herself away, why? Will Luna find out and more importantly will she find the answer to the most important question, do you love me?

Written for the Second TwiLuna Contest.

Twilight Sparkle wasn't a pony who adapted to change easily. Was that the reason that, now that her home had been destroyed, she was having trouble sleeping? Was it the hard, unfamiliar bed? The harsh shadows of the castle walls?
Or was it something deeper? Something darker?
As she wanders through the moonlit streets of Ponyville, Twilight is paid a visit by another troubled soul. Perhaps together they can find some solace in the aftermath.

Art commissioned by the lovely and talented Northern Cross. Find more of her work here.
Editing service provided by Imperial Bedlam, to whom I am eternally grateful.
Special thanks to Jack and Lynn Keefe for prereading.

Ta-dah! No more shipping! Should never have included it in the first place, to be honest.

Every month, Octavia plays privately for Princess Luna as she paints the night sky. Each time, Octavia feels that familiar feeling, one she's rarely ever felt before. Now she has decided that it is time to announce these feelings. However, she has a secret, one she has kept for longer than she can remember. But surely the Princess of the Night would be able to understand her own creation, right?

Artwork by Johanpok
Dramatic Reading of All the Stars in the Sky

Pinkie and Discord pull the mother of all pranks on the rest of the Mane Six and sit back to enjoy the reactions. What happens when they decide that maybe it should be more than a prank...?

Let me give this to you straight. I'm a doctor. My title says 'Nurse', but I'm a doctor. I deal with sick and injured ponies daily, and give both treatment and advice to them with trust and confidence. That includes a certain six friends and their own medical needs.

If the rest of Equestria actually knew that disaster was one missed pill away, I don't think 'riots in the streets' would be sufficient to cover it. But I'm bound by Doctor/Patient Confidentiality, so I guess I'm the thin red line between civilization, and eternal enslavement by some horror from beyond.

That eternal enslavement thing sounds better every day, mind you.

*Cover image original artwork credited to mysticalpha

Pinkie eating Celestia's cupcake didn't go down very well- at all. Now the Mane Six are down an element of harmony, and all of Equestria may be doomed! Or not. Luckily, Cheese Sandwich is there to save the day. But when Pinkie comes back, they may all learn how Pinkie Pie does what she does...

It's a completely ridiculous story, just meant for laughs, so don't take it too seriously!

I don't belong here. These aren't the people I grew up with. My hopes and dreams, my culture, my very identity, could not be further from theirs. The only thing we have in common is body type, and even that is only superficial.

I was never even supposed to be here. I had never meant to take this shape, and certainly not so easily. I didn't plan on staying so long, on getting so lost in this world, in this universe. Seriously, how far off the beaten track do you have to get before you're in a completely different universe? I'll tell you how far; far enough that you'd never make it back if you didn't turn around the split second you showed up.

But I didn't know that, did I?

I don't owe these people anything. Their planet is only a speck of dust in a raging cyclone. I don't have a single molecule in common with this entire frelling universe. I've never owed them a damned thing.

So why am I about to give them everything?

Written for Equestria Daily's Writer's Training Grounds.

Celestia and Scootaloo are homeless in a Ponyville alleyway together. They like to talk about things.

These are the things they talk about.

Note: The crayon scribbles of a plot is done, but the ride never ends story still updates.