While strolling around town, Twilight Sparkle accidentally knocks out Derpy's contact lenses, revealing perfectly normal eyes hidden underneath.

So what else could Derpy be faking?

An accident reveals a secret that nopony ever knew....

Inspired by this picture.
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In an empty dive bar at the edge of Canterlot sits a tired, battered mare and a long line of empty shot glasses. Everypony says it wasn't her fault. They say that sometimes bad things just happen. They say all sorts of things. Maybe they even believe it.

But what do they know?

They weren't there.

Placed seventeenth in the March 2016 Write-Off Event: It's Your Funeral.

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.

Some might say that it was a Confluence of Magic. Others might declare it to have been the Will of Discord. Still more might claim that something in the Baker herself was to blame. And some would state that it was something about the dough. Truly, it could have been any of these factors, or a combination of them, but however it happened, its end result was a strange event so unusual, it changed Ponyville forever.

Luna challenges Anon to a battle of the minds. The Battlefield: His Dreams.

Narrated by Wuten the Narrator
Spanish Translation by Spaniard Kiwi

This story is contained in my book "Dash Tries to Win Your Heart and Other Short Pony Stories"

If you have interest in purchasing this non-profit book, check out my online store at this link: https://www.lulu.com/search?adult_audience_rating=00&q=flutterpriest

I understand you wish to learn more about my dreamwalks, as well as what I did with my time on the Moon. Well, listen carefully when I say I do not entertain these types of inquiries lightly. My life and my work are my business alone, and no amount of sheer curiosity will get me to delve too deeply into them.

I also understand that you have been overthinking your actions, as evidenced by your performance, and that Celestia thinks I can help you. I'm not sure if you've met one Twilight Sparkle, but she usually handles these sorts of things. She must be busy.

I suppose I, of all ponies, would know a thing or two about spending too much time in one's own head, due to my rather famous imprisonment. I had it all, you see. Disrespect, loathing, nightmares. One nightmare in particular, actually... Yes... I suppose it's time I spoke of that night. I was not alone up there, you understand. I had my other half to keep me company. Sometimes, I would open my eyes and see her...

Well, perhaps you should pull up a seat.

_{Cover Art by: Zilkenian
Also available in audio form!
Also available in Spanish form!}

Anon wakes up, but doesn't quite remember how much he drank.

Narrated by Snogwritts

A half-crazy scientist builds a machine with a secret purpose in an attempt to regain something she lost long ago.

The description is intentionally vague. The only real point to this one-shot is the (hopefully) surprise ending, so if you're interested you'll just have to read it.

"Would you tell anypony if you knew the world was going to end, Twilight Sparkle?"