Princess Celestia has been in love with Twilight Sparkle for years. The rescue of her sister had been the start, but since then Twilight has saved Celestia, Luna, and their kingdom countless times. However, Celestia's true feelings have remained hidden, even from herself.

That is, until the day her love is revealed to her through a dream. But Celestia is determined to keep her feelings to herself. She has no idea how Twilight will react, and would prefer things remain they way they are, with the two Princesses as friends.

Unfortunately, Luna immediately finds out. A small group of ponies is quickly gathered, all with one goal: to force Celestia to confess her feelings and end her thousand-year relationship drought.

This causes so much chaos that Discord goes on vacation and will not be appearing in this story.

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Edited by ShutterflyYay from chapter four onward.

It's an ordinary day in Ponyville, until Applejack says Twilight is purple. She should have known better.

Prereader: CoffeeBean

Para español: Aquí

You have two questions: what, exactly, is Tree Hugger on, and, more importantly, where do you get some?

She stands along the border of Sweet Apple Acres, in a neat row with all her sisters, kin from the same tree.

The appearance of heroines can lead to many things, and one of them is merchandising. So it makes perfect sense for a toy company to get the rights for the Bearers' images and produce action figures of them, right?

...well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

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Meteors fall. There's a blaze of fire across the sky, a moment of impact and since everypony was lucky, nopony was hurt. It means there's a meteor embedded into the soil of the Acres and for just about everywhere else in Equestria, that zero-injuries landing would pretty much be the end of it.

But it's Ponyville. And for Applejack, the meteor was the easy part.

(Part of the Triptych Continuum, which has its own TVTropes page and FIMFiction group. New members and trope edits welcome.)

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The girls of Canterlot High come up with a rather unconventional plan to save Camp Everfree.

It is a plan that requires them to take off their clothes.

Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!

When the Bearers go forth on missions, somepony has to cover for their day jobs. In Twilight's case, this means the palace assigns a temporary to the tree, and that pony keeps the library running to government standards. The usual problems come in when Twilight gets back and finds the results aren't up to hers.

The disaster starts when she learns the latest hire has Standards of her own.

There's nothing a compulsive reorganizer hates so much as being compulsively reorganized.

(A stand-alone, no-prior-reading necessary part of the Triptych Continuum, which has its own TVTropes page and FIMFiction group. New members and trope edits welcome.)

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This story is a sequel to Tales Of The Canterlot Deportation Agency: Bree

It's part of the CDA's mission statement: every human has to ultimately be sent back to their place of origin -- and no other. To simply evacuate all of the incursions to a single receiving world could do as much damage to that place as the intruders are doing to Equestria. But even with some of those realms currently unreachable to ponies, there was always a world on the other side of the Barrier.

One of those worlds is now gone.
Seven billion are dead.
Four survive.
And Bree Daniels, once the CDA's lone agent in the world known to ponies as the abattoir, has nowhere left to go.

(Part of the Canterlot Deportation Agency series, which has its own TVTropes page. Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.)

As this story is a direct sequel to the original, I strongly recommend reading that one first.

As the chaos surrounding the mirror pool died down, and the original Pinkie Pie was reunited with her friends, the Mane Six had assumed that all was well and good, and they'd gathered up all of the extra Pinkies.

Never make assumptions.

In a valiant effort to escape the fate of being cast back into the mirror pool, the remaining clones gathered their own identities and fled to the best hiding ground for multiple copies of the same pony they could think of: Manehattan. On the first train out of dodge, they set about the city and scattered to the wind.

Though not without promising to meet every week and exchange notes. Welcome to Pinkie Anonymous.

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