This story is a sequel to How many friends have you made today?!

Things are a lot better for Anon since the events of Ponyville. His store is doing great and he enjoys the company of all his friends. As the days go on, he finds that the problems of the past are quick to haunt him as he is forced to face the one thing that hurt him the most.

Nightmare Moon was indeed banished. Where to was another matter entirely. Through an unfortunate series of events poor wittle Woona ends up sealed away inside a young boy living on an entirely different rock. Then one fateful day, on the verge of death, the boy gets to meet his inner self. He certainly wasn't expecting a little blue horse intent on snuggling him the rest of the way to death.

With the ninja exams quickly approaching, the boy needs help. And the ever-helpful Woona knows exactly who to ask. Ponies of course, cause ponies are always nice and helpful! That's what big sister says! Now armed with the power of the pony summoning contract, the boy attempts to summon a pony able to teach him something, anything, other than the absolutely deadly 'death-by-snuggles' technique.

Naruto crossover. Yet another one of my stories that will explode violently if taken seriously. Handle without care. Leave your sanity at the door. You have been warned.

Featured 4 - 6 June 2014. I'm not even entirely sure how, but many many thanks for all the interest and support that made that possible! You guys have double-double-doubled the fun!

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"My lady once wrote in her very personal and very secret diary that I have problems appreciating personal space. I beg to differ on that sentiment." - A Butler commenting on Professional Discretion -

I'm a Butler. My friends, the imaginary ones at least, call me Butler. My job, looking after my lady, can be...challenging at times, but rewarding. Lately the job's become a little more difficult, especially after my lady's sister returned from the moon and the parliament decided to try and pass an entire bill just to be able to legally get rid of me. But managing the chaos is part of the job description, even if it means I must secretly become my lady's knight captain of her personal bodyguards in order to keep my job. Though even I could never have anticipated having to train knights cunningly disguised as maids to stay one step ahead of the nobles. Ah, the things I do for my princess.

Featured 9 - 12 August 2014. Many many thanks to everyone who kindly made this possible! You guys have doubled the fun!

Now featuring the editing talents of our resident editor Dumbgamer99. Be sure to thank him by checking out his page and giving him a follow!

Butler tag kindly made by undead003. Many thanks! (You'll find it actually works if you click on it.)

Cover Art: This picture totally contains ninjas. You just can't see them, cause they're that good.

Applejack and Pinkie Pie don't mind looking up to see Fluttershy flying in the sky,
or knowing that Rainbow Dash can rest on soft, fluffy, comfortable pillows while they can't,
or seeing bright, flashing lights that blind and burn their eyes when Twilight perform spells,
or knowing that Rarity can carry things and teleport without lifting a hoof while THEY need to lift THEIR hooves to do that.
Nope, they don't mind knowing that they can't do those things. Not one bit.

But when Discord get's rid of their friend's wings and horns before they head into a maze, and he doesn't take ANYTHING away from them, and their friends freak out, knowing they can't do those things now.
The two earth ponies start realizing some things.
Some very, VERY, VERY interesting things.

Chrysalis's plan might've failed in Canterlot, but she has a plan B.
To have a changeling/pony hybrid (thanks to a late night with Shining) and use the child's powers for her own doing.
But when a regular earth pony (that almost looks like Shining) spawns with absolutely no changeling features or powers whatsoever, she realizes that, not only will she bring it to the father, since she has no idea how take care of a pony, but that that was her last shot at getting food for her subjects. Her plans at helping her children have failed one too many times now.
Maybe she shouldn't try anymore...Maybe she should just...give up...give up and take this abomination away from her so she can finally end this!
Unless the child and his step parents can change that.

Authors words...yo: As per usual. Editing by Alticron.
and don't worry. This is Chrysie's story here. Not Shining's.

It was a night that will forever be burned into the memories of everypony. One fateful night in Equestria everything changed. The princesses who had ruled over the world with kindness and heart were gone, and a new ruler had taken their place.
Years have passed since that event. Ponies have grown up, aged, and moved on with their lives. Equestria has become a very different place over the span of these years.
Our story begins when a face resurfaces in Equestria. When a weathered, scarred, but familiar face steps into the light.

This is the fanfic based on Astringe's Bad Future series on DeviantART. He did some great designs of the characters, so make sure you give that gallery a peruse before you read the fic.

Also worth mentioning, he's been nice enough to plop any pics he does based on chapters I've written into this separate gallery, so there will be less spoilers for readers just jumping in to the story.

NOTE: The canon of my story picks up at the start of Season 3, where it begins to diverge away from the canon of the show. I've never read the IDW comics nor have I seen Equestria Girls, so the events of my story aren't canon at all with them.

Now has it's own TVTropes page!
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/FanFic/BadFutureCrusaders

Nopony knew Scootaloo was an orphan. Scootaloo didn't know who her parents were. After discovering her secret, Twilight casts a spell that can show the young filly her parents. The result will change both their lives forever.

Edited by LunaSol, Templar22 and Bpkyle777

A grown-up Spike looks back on his life and on those who are no longer with him as the anniversary of a dear friend's death rolls around. Will he be able to deal with his grief and put the past behind him? Or will he need the help of someone even older?

A kind of follow-up to my featured fic "My Little Assistant"

This story is a sequel to Celestiphobia

It's only been a day since the treaty was passed, and Stan still hates the ground-walkers and fliers and magicians. So his friend, Carl, decides to cheer him up by making him take part in his favorite activity. Getting drunk.

What a horrible mistake that was, since it gave Stan beer goggles for a certain white alicorn, and has him running around causing mischief at every turn.
Carl can only hope he can survive the night.

Now with deleted scenes!

Author's words with some form of intelligence: Now with 100% more editing by Alticron

This story is a sequel to A Mother's Love...

Even at the lively young age of five young Crystal Dream has more than her share of inner turmoil as the daughter of Celestia, Princess of the sun. With three princesses for aunts, one of whom seems Pony Hell bent on giving her a lifelong speech impediment and a multitude of other aunts and uncles that includes a fire breathing dragon, a pet phoenix(which is actually her mother’s), one of the worst given names in the history of ever(even if it really isn’t that bad), the deceased former ruler of the changelings for a biological mother, and a god of chaos who cringes every time she calls him daddy, she will have as much fun spending a day at the library as Pinkie Pie would have riding a roller coaster made of cake into a mountain of chocolate frosting... well maybe not that much fun, but she will certainly have no shortage of filly sized adventures.

Well due to popular demand… and the fact that I really really wanted to write this… here it is folks… sort of. This is part one of a series of continuations for my most successful story, “A Mother’s Love…”. I say part one because while this will be a collection of short stories, it will only be dealing with a small portion of Crystal’s life. I have about three other planned collections in this continuity each for different parts of her life.

This one being about Crystal at or around the age of five. Meaning this one basically gets to be plain Jane trashy cuteness(It really won’t be that trashy and it certainly won’t be plain). As for the other collections… I still haven’t decided what I’ll do. Part of me wants to release them all at once and just add stories as I write them fitting them in to wherever they fit. Another part of me wants to only release the next collection after the current set is finished.

I’m always happy to hear feedback and any opinions on that matter.

Oh and most importantly of all, I feel the need to thank everyone who read “A Mother’s Love…”… again. All the feedback I received is what has truly inspired me to create this. I don’t know if it will be as well received, but suffice to say I am happy to be writing it. So because I don’t really have the time and energy to provide a shout out to each and every one of the folks who Faved and Commented I just have to hope all of you get to read this so you can know how amazing I think all of you are. So here it goes, from the bottom of my heart, thank you all for showing support to an unknown author such as myself. I hope to prove I can continue to produce stories that you will enjoy.

Now on to our feature presentation... or out presentation of features? Okay these are the lovely people who created the vectors I used for the cover art.
The background was found Here... that said I did add one star to the night sky...
The Celestia Vector was from Here
The Filly Art is a bit complicated. Since she is an OC of my own design there isn't any art of her... so I found this vector and then I performed some cosmetic surgery. I altered the eyes obviously, and then I altered the coat and mane color and flipped her around to face in the other direction. Still I am in no way responsible for the original art so send the real artist some love.