Pinkie Pie knows she's being watched; she knows about how 'The Wall' follows her around, makes her do things she's not sure she would actually do at times, and most of all, she worries about what will happen when it comes to an end.

When the last season ends.

For a waaaaaay better take on this story idea, read this.

This story is a sequel to The Queen and I, Book 1: Ponies and Changelings

(Cover art by Taggerung)

Even a person with perfect judgement could make mistakes if they didn't have enough information. That's the one consolation available when you make a mistake and hurt someone; it doesn't mean you're necessarily a bad person.

If only it were that simple. When people depend on you, when you accept that responsibility, it stops being so easy to just go on with your life when you make a mistake. When you realize that you've hurt someone, or let them down, it tears you up inside.

I'm going to keep moving forward, though. The only way to make things better is to learn from my mistakes, and act on that.

(You may notice an anachronism in this image; I urge you to ignore it, as it is irrelevant to the story)

(Infusions 2: Tea is considered a prologue to this story. This fic is part of a larger continuity of stories; for a complete breakdown, click here.)

The winter months are the most isolated for ponies even with holidays and casual hangouts in the snow. Applejack is often left with little to do without tending to the trees outside and spends most of her days either with friends or with her family.

Pinkie decides to pay her a visit.

Participant in the Writeoff Association's June 2015 contest "A Matter of Perspective".

Goodfic Bin Approved

This story is a sequel to Nightmares Are Tragic

The story of Pinkie Pie's origin, the days that changed her life forever, and what she did about it. Explores her motivations and decision-making processes, and what she uses instead of mere mundane logic to achieve her unusual ends.

Forget breaking: Pinkie Pie is simply going to lick the fourth wall, no matter how many times it complains.

Popular box: 5/9/2015 *yay!*

As everypony knows, Pinkie Pie can do impossible things. She can hover in midair without wings, play ten instruments at once, and even go days without breathing! Clearly some kind of magic is at work, but what could it be?

Pinkie decides it's finally time to tell her friends the whole, unvarnished truth.

Written for The Writeoff Association's "The Best Medicine" contest.

Every thousand years, the world where upon Equestria lies is chosen to play host to IGOM, the Interdimensional Gathering of Malevolence, an actually somewhat fun convention of the multiverse's undertakers of dirty deeds. Unfortunately, with Discord frozen in stone and the spirit that was Nightmare Moon nowhere to be found, the 'honor' of being host has now fallen upon the shoulders of a reluctant Queen Chrysalis. The problem? She has never had to host any sort of celebration in her life, nor does she consider herself 'evil'.

Filled with doubts, the Changeling Queen turns to the one being in all the land who may be able to help her. Will the world's most famous party pony be able pull off the odd celebration and show the Queen of Deception that there may be more to life than brooding, or will the vile beings she's forced to be around convince her to be comfortable with her 'bad' side? And just what is the true intention held behind the creation of IGOM?

(I haven't seen this idea before. I came up with it after listening to "Smile, smile, smile".)
Pinkie Pie reunites with her sister. The real and only one! Will Pinkie finally stand up for her true kin?

Events of this story take place after the Season 2 Finale.

I'm looking for some proofreading. If anyone feels up for the task, please, PM me.

Don't despair! It seems I found myself a unique combo of proofreader and teacher. Revisions will be made, I promise, but it won't be too fast.

Cover image was made by TobiasKazama and me, using two vectors from unknown artists.

This story is a sequel to The Parliament of Dreams

A hundred years in the future, where Equestria is a parliamentary republic, and cutie marks don't exist, a simple run for take out food ends up being more than Detective Sergeant Ana Kelso bargained for when she discovers a certain pink party pony asleep on the bonnet of her car... despite the fact that Pinkie Pie is supposed to have been dead for the last fifty years.

When the Royal Wedding scatters defeated changelings all over Equestria, a member of the hive winds up being captured in Ponyville, tied up, stunned, repeatedly shot by a cannon, and held against his will.

The truly frightening part is he’s starting to like it.

Thank you to my twisted editors: Tek, Seether00, GameKnut, Cerulean Blue and Peter
The picture Pinkie Pie uses Party Canon is from Atmospark at DeviantArt

This story is listed as comedy⁽*⁾ because the author has an odd sense of humor. No changelings were harmed⁽¹⁾ during the production of this story, despite what the newspapers printed or the ongoing lawsuit from the ESPCA⁽²⁾. The management would like to remind all readers to spay and neuter your pets. Unless your pet is a changeling, in which case…

(*) Dark humor, to be exact. If you are someone who finds pleasure in the misfortune of others, enjoys watching the occasional inept chainsaw juggler or cheers during a NASCAR crash, welcome home. Also, get help.

(1) Excluding blunt trauma, thermal impingement, chemical exposure, radiation, thaumaturgic infusions, and confetti ingestion. All characters represented, including changelings, are the exclusive property of Hasbro, no matter what they may shout at you from between the bars of their cell. Any violence or pain inflicted on the changeling in this story was simulated on a stunt changeling with special effects and mirrors. Except for the cannon. There is no truth to the rumor that Queen Chrysalis provided the stunt changelings from a supply of disobedient changelings in her dungeon⁽³⁾.

(2) Equestrian Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Arthropods

(3) The Changeling Kingdom does not have dungeons. They have Call Centers. It explains a lot, actually.

Here is a link to some appropriate background music to listen to while reading: Piotr Tchaikovneigh’s 1812 Overture

Additional Note: This story is tagged Sex because it has the occasional reference to… well, sex. There are no explicit references, but there are things.