One morning, just before work, Copperquick finds a basket, a blanket, and a bundle of bills.

A foal, the aftermath of his wing fetish and a one night stand with an exotic dancer in the employ of Sapphire Shores, has arrived just outside his door. In thirty minutes, he needs to be at work. At night, he needs to be in class. Overwhelmed, Copperquick goes to find help, only to find that there is very little to be had.

Twilight Velvet, a champion of reform, sees a way that she can make a difference, but only if she can get Copperquick to do the right thing. As with every other major event of social reform, somepony has to be brave enough to go first.

An entry in the Weedverse.

Celestia is thousands of years old, and has experienced almost everything the world has to offer. But there's one ordinary thing she's never experienced, and she's determined to ask Twilight about it.

Spanish translation by F3n1x here.

Few would suspect that Pinkie Pie would be good at chess. A game as nuanced and subtle as chess requires concentration, strategy, and forethought. None of which Pinkie Pie possesses.

Right?

Big Macintosh has always been a quiet one, but no one knows the full reason why. But when he finally starts opening up to his friends, something horrible happens.

She's in danger, and he needs to protect her, but can he get there in time?

Millions of years in the future, Celestia and Luna watch over a dying world. Its surface is a cracked, barren wasteland, baked by a dying sun. The ocean is a caustic soup, choked with salt. Few creatures can survive this hellish future, and even their days are limited.

Yet, despite the desolation, there is some good news: Celestia's birthday is coming up, and Luna has a surprise for her...

Special thanks to Themaskedferret, BronyWriter, and Georg for proofreading and editing. Seriously, you guys rock!

My entry into the "Hearth's Warming Care Package for Kiki" Fan-fiction contest. Didn't make the finals, but I was close.
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After a long day in the fields, Applejack only wants to be able to eat her dinner and go to bed. The only problem, it's already occupied by a very ill Zecora. The Apples are famous for their hospitality, but when does Applejack have to draw the line?

Few things hold memories the same way as a family recipe. Each time it is made, it allows us to reminisce about the previous times the recipe was prepared and enjoyed with friends, family, and even strangers.

On one particular morning, Applejack is preparing every family recipe she knows for a very important reason.

I am trying to focus here and this horrendous twang isn't helping me. It is there without stop, without missing a beat. Infuriating. Unacceptable. Savage. What is the source? What is it's purpose? Can't it see it should be quiet here, out of all places? Ponies are trying to rest, after all!

‘A horse walks into a bar...’

One evening a despondent Applejack walked into Ponyville’s tavern. The next morning she was gone without a trace.

In the days following her disappearance the inn’s landlord recounts events in Ponyville as the town searches for its lost friend, struggling to understand why she left, and where she went.

When Big Macintosh saves Applejack from a broken promise on the last day of harvest, she starts to worry she's been taking him for granted. Intent on fixing it, she takes him and Apple Bloom on a camping trip into Whitetail Wood, determined that they all have a good time together, as a family.

A simple story about a brother, his two sisters, and how much they mean to each other.