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There's nothing left that can save Equestria. Not Discord, not Celestia, not Luna, not Cadance, not Princess Flurry Heart. But their presence can at least buy Starlight Glimmer time to escape. She just needs to convince Trixie to come with her.

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An entry into the Pride and Positivity event.
The first draft of this fic was the third-place winner in the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting T is for Trans contest.
The first draft of this fic was a submission for a prompt from Bean's Writing Group Discord server, "Five Minutes Too Late". Thanks to Bean and RanOutOfIdeas for their feedback.

Thanks to The Sleepless Beholder for prereading on the second draft.

"Sweetie, Are ya okay? Ah took a medical kit if ya need help?" Apple Bloom said as Sweetie kept totally still, the pair in front of her making no move to enter the small cave.

"Please do not harm this unit." The voice was distorted, damage to the vocal box giving a metallic tang to the request. Both Bloom and subject 2 jumped back from the entrance, their eyes wide at the distorted voice.

"S-Sweetie?" Apple Bloom stammered, reaching for the shotgun strapped to her barrel. Sweetie pressed herself a little deeper into her hiding place.

>Updating survival odds: 37%

"Please do not harm this unit." Sweetie tried again, various subsystems starting to simulate the most optimal way to fight in her current state.

"H-Hey Sweetie, t-that's you, right?" subject two asked, sounding even more terrified than Apple Bloom.

A small Sweetie Bot story I had in the back of my mind and have occasionally dotted down things for for the last 9 months. Hopefully a fun read!

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Twilight awakens to find that she is no longer an alicorn, nor a pony for that matter. Rather she has become the fearsome Queen of the wasteland.

This started out as an exploratory idea, that patrons requested more chapters of and was viewable earlier for said patrons. Head over here if you want a chance of adding onto this story for just 5$ or to see stories early for just 3$!

After an unknown incident leaves Princess Celestia unsure if her precious pupil is alive, dead, or something in-between, the future of Equestria seems uncertain. With the elements compromised, the crown thrown into disarray, and Celestia herself flagging under the weight of her fear and grief, the solar diarch resorts to extra-dimensional assistance to unravel this mystery...

In the form of a lich necromancer.

Inspired by Dead/Light, by Lord Destrustor: https://www.fimfiction.net/story/173638/dead-light

Tyler is your typical desk jockey; works at a desk all day, then plays games at a desk all night.

But when he accepts the duty of leading a small changeling hive in a dream, he finds himself woefully unprepared for the responsibilities thrust upon him.

Yeah, he did volunteer for it, but how was he supposed to know that some dreams are real?

This story is a sequel to How Sweet the Thought

You and Pinkie have been going out for a few years. It's... hectic, to say the least. But, you still love it. You love all of the wacky antics you get up to. You love the way that she lights up everypony's day, your own included. You love... her. And through it all, the two of you have never had a real fight. Is it because you do everything in your power to avoid upsetting her? Is it because she just doesn't get upset easily? Perhaps it's a bit of both? Regardless, you now realize that it's a blessing you've been taking for granted, because today...

You broke a Pinkie Promise.

As a professional athlete, Dash goes to regular physicals. As an Element Of Harmony, she goes to regular magicals too. Soul examination is her least favorite part, but at least the patient blacks out while their spirit is in capable hooves.

Starlight Glimmer's hooves have questionable capability.

This is an entry in the Snippet Series, an anthology of old oneshots that I (and my good buddy Str8aura) wrote based around interesting pics I found. New ones will be posted every other Thursday for the foreseeable future.

Anon and Zecora, two outcasts accepted by Ponyville's residents, found kindred spirits in each other. A few months ago, they started dating. Since then, Anon practically lives in Zecora's hut, learning everything there is to know about potion making... and his beloved zebra.

However, neither of them are quite used to the level of affection that they both want to give the other. The result is a blushing mess of awkwardness and confidence issues.

Somehow, I think they'll be okay.

This story is a sequel to Played for a Foal

Knowledge of the previous story is not required.

The tale of how Anon, a human completely unrelated to the Crystal Empire's royal family, came to be known as Flurry Heart's uncle is a long one. The important part is that Flurry, now sixteen years old, sees him as a role model. She admires his sense of freedom and his carefree outlook on life. That's what she wants for herself, too. Unfortunately, her parents seem dead set on forcing her to be a picture perfect princess.

Ugh, growing up sucks.