Can the Twilight October evade the clutches of the Equestrian navy and bring glory to the Motherland?

When trust is betrayed and ideals are discarded, does the Twilight October have what it takes to survive?

Also, Pinkie is a shark.

Being the Princess of Equestria is busy work. Luna would know. She raises the sun and moon everyday, looks over the dreams of her beloved subjects, and, well, runs Equestria. Now, in addition to all that, she must find herself a protégé, before her sister's banishment ends!

But, that isn't the problem. The problem, is that three particular fillies stand out for the role!

Who will she choose? Can these three fillies become friends? Who will become Equestria's future savior!?

I guess you'll have to read to find out~!

First story of the Trio-verse.
Cover Art commissioned by Cloureed. Thanks again~!
Also want to thank Izanagi for the help with editing!

The war between Nightmare Moon and Princess Celestia has destroyed Equestria, leaving the few survivors to struggle to survive in a dying world of eternal twilight. Fluttershy, twisted by the war, now ekes out an existence in Everfree forest, but even that life is under threat. Twilight Sparkle is coming, leading the last army of Dawn, and she will let nothing stop her from retrieving the Elements of Harmony and saving the world; not even old friends.

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First Place in the Equestria Daily More Most Dangerous Game contest

With thanks to Luna-tic Scientist, Lord Of Dorkness, Nopony_Important and Monanniverse for their help in bringing this story to completion. Cover art is credit to 5kmoe.

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Pinkie has feeling for Applejack, or maybe she doesn't. And Applejack has feelings back, probably. But how can two ponies figure it out without risking their friendship? A strange scene on the farm, followed by a frank discussion at Sugarcube Corner provides the catalyst for them to explore their feelings before committing themselves one way or another.

Bad Horse made me do it.

Heather Rose, a flower farmer, just wants to live a simple life with her friends, family, and flowers. Unfortunately, she lives in Ponyville.

A Proper Heath: For Proper Prim, her craft is everything--so when the stagehooves can't find flowers evocative of the heath, she takes matters into her own hooves.

In Ponyville, she finds what she's looking for--and Heather Rose finds a new friend from Canterlot.

Steam, Snow, Salt, and Stamps Returning to Ponyville after Hearth's Warming, a broken train locomotive gives Heather Rose a chance to make a new friend.

Space Princess Luna returns to New Canterlot to charm her love and root out a dangerous spy known only as The Broker. A tale of space, spears, and thrilling intrigue!

This is a planetary romance and a love-letter to the works of Jack Vance, Robert E Howard, and Ray Bradbury. Expect high camp, purple prose, and space duels.

Soarin' thinks there's something wrong with him.

He's been practicing a certain two-pony stunt with Rainbow Dash for quite a while now, and yet all they have to show for it are cuts and bruises.

Maybe he hasn't been putting in enough practice.

Or maybe, just maybe... there's nothing wrong with him at all.

Art by Pimpartist101.
Written for PimpArtist101's contest.
Special thanks to Shortskirtsandexplosions for his help.

A holiday tale in which Cheerilee learns the true meaning of the word "wassail"; Granny Smith fails to learn the true meaning of the word "polymath"; and somehow, amidst it all, three flowers finally begin to put down roots. Happy Twelfth Night, everypony.

Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!

This story is a sequel to Emoticon

Not too long ago, Sergeant Major Dawn Triage, medic of the Dusk Guard, broke a rule. It was easy. Simple, even. No one said anything. No one even noticed. And it wasn't a major rule. She simply ... neglected ... to ask for permission from a patient of hers before running a test. It was only to indulge a faint curiosity, an interest that she was fairly certain would never achieve any actionable result. "What harm could it do," she'd asked herself, "if nothing ever came of it?"

Perhaps she should have asked herself what would have happened if something had.

Sixth and final of the Side Stories to The Dusk Guard: Rise. Familiarity with Rise is not required per se, but recommended.
Side Stories so far:
Carry On
The Definition of Strength
Old Habits
Emoticon
Remembrance
Trust

The Saga has a TV Tropes page! Please help keep it up to date!
Special Thanks to Jorlem, Sinister Voice, and AlouetteSK for their help pre-reading and editing.

There are a lot of relics, artifacts, and other ancient items of power strewn throughout the world. I should know; I've found safe homes for a lot of them, and even destroyed a few. A good rule of hoof is that the older it is, the more powerful it is. Not because it's old, but because it's survived that long, either because of its own toughness or the defenses its creators put around it.

The Weapon of the Ancients predates written language. Ahuizotl wants it for himself. I can't let that happen.

(Fourth place entry in the April 2015 Writeoff Competition. Prompt: Great Expectations.)