This story is a sequel to Twilight Sparkle: Night Shift

We are the dark of the night
We are the sermon of fight
We bring the nightside sacred and wild

Two years after the rise and fall of Decadence, Fluttershy is trying hard to forget what was done to her that night; made all the harder by the strange behaviour of Applejack as she and her family mourn the loss of their beloved Dog, Winona.

When Trixie comes knocking at her door, telling her that Applejack is in trouble, Fluttershy will have to confront a magic even more infectious than anything Decadence put forward.

This story is a spin off/unofficial sequel to the fanfic "Night Shift" by Jawjoe. It is recommended that you read that fic first to get some basic ideas about the world, as this fic may contain spoilers for the events of Night Shift.

Jawjoe's story can be found here; http://www.fimfiction.net/story/57463/twilight-sparkle-night-shift

Twilight was always a studious little filly. She always wanted to learn more, do more. Yet, there was one thing she wondered about more then most. Something she didn't get to see often, given her unicorn prominent home.

Flying.

{Artwork by GiantMosquito}

Ever thought about what it would mean, being stuck in Equestria? I mean, REALLY thought about it? I thought I had, but hypothetical imaginings for one's entertainment are a far cry from the real thing. Don't get me wrong, this place is even better than I thought it would be, monthly world-threatening incidents notwithstanding, but I miss my home. I miss my family. I've built a pretty great life for myself over the past year, but ever since I flashed into existence here, I've held on to the hope that one day I'd be able to return to the loved ones I left behind. Or at least I did, right up until a few days ago.
They've been trying for nearly ten months to refine the spell that can send me home into something a bit less. . . lethal. Now they're telling me they've done all they can. I can try, but I could end up anywhere on Earth, going any direction at any speed. In other words, the odds that I'll survive the trip home are pretty much non-existent.
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
Well, there's only thing I can think of. I may not be able to make it back, but if I send enough of them, maybe a message can, and if I can't see my family again, maybe I can at least say goodbye. . .

This story is a sequel to The Weed

Sometimes, things you never intended to have happen, happen anyway. And sometimes, there are consequences. Sometimes, these consequences are tragic, and at other times, a new beginning, chance for something wonderful to happen.

Every now and then, they are weapons grade adorable.

This is deeply rooted (Get it, rooted?) in the Weedverse. Without reading The Weed, and having some small knowledge of the 'verse in general, it might be difficult to understand what is going on.

Discord never expected to get a letter, especially one of such peculiar nature. Yet, despite the unorthodox way in which it arrived and its unusual contents, there is one thing on his mind: Wait, what?!

Audio reading by CaptainBron3y
(Many thanks, Captain!)

Special thanks to Malefactory for editing.

This story is a sequel to Meeting The Family

Today is the day. After months of planning, prodding, and picking, the day of the wedding has finally arrived.

But, as the wedding is about to begin, there are tensions and stories in multiple areas, ranging from planning troubles, wardrobe malfunctions, lost rings, wedding dates, and relationship debacles.

In this tale, you will hear the tales of the bride, the groom, the wedding planner, the Mare of Honor, the guests, the flower fillies, and the Best Dragon and Best Draconequus, all as they prepare for the day in which a former tyrant and the Element of Laughter will join together in matrimony.

Pinkie Pie has always been a bit on the odd side, but when a prized possession of hers goes missing, Twilight learns something about her that may change everything she thinks she knows about Ponyville's premier party pony. Filled with innuendos, awkward silences, and what this sleep-deprived author emphatically hopes is humor, Pinkie's quest to find her missing "plaything" will be an adventure for her, a nightmare for her thoroughly confused friends, and almost certainly not related to this song in the slightest.

Seriously. Not one bit.

The Ponyville dam has broken once and one pony is determined to make sure it never happens again. Not even death will stop him.

My contribution to the LOEG October prompt!

When a spell goes awry, the only pony who can help Sweetie Belle is nowhere to be seen. With an apple-crazy mare getting on her nerves, an angry mob chasing after her, and Fluttershy shutting her out, what else can she do? RUN!!

Story idea given to me by Fonypan.

Thanks to Silv3r Shadow and PinkiePieFox for helping with this.

An elderly stallion stands atop a cliff, looking at the valley below, at the black clouds rising from burning shrines and temples. The temple behind him is the last one standing.

And then she arrives. The sacred Princess herself.

The warm, beaming smile that once decorated her face is gone. Her eyes do not eminate kindess, but hatred.

As he looks at her, he sees something else, something hiding beneath the flaming veil.

Sadness.