The story of how a former brony was forcibly ejected from Earth into a new form to become Queen Chrysalis's unwilling assistant in her revenge plot against those darn ponies is a long and interesting one.

And it starts... now. Better buckle up.

I'm a human, and I just woke up in this really freakin' weird place. Why the hell does everyone hate me so much?!

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Narration by Lector Readings

John is alone on this world and has not seen a single soul in a long time. His only companions have been the ghosts only he can hear. Driven by guilt, he goes from town to town, searching and doing the only thing he can do:

Give the dead their final rest.

Discord once gave him a gift. It was given in grief. John has yet to understand what this gift means. He has lost track of time and madness and sanity wage a constant war in his mind.

For John, the greatest terror in his heart is facing the Goddesses.

He's about to meet one of them.

When Rainbow decides to hang out with Fluttershy, she finds herself in a right bunch when they begin to tease each other. Guess who wins?

That's right.

Fluttershy wins!

Twilight and her friends open up a specific type of café in the human world. It’s surprisingly successful.

Originally written as a one-shot, but due to popular pony-petting demand, I'm going to expand this story and add more chapters. Updates biweekly on Sunday (every other Sunday).

Adorable cover art made by CaptainPudgeMuffin and used with permission.

Twilight and her friends want to go caroling on Hearth's Warming Eve. Anon really has to use the bathroom. Who will win in this war of wills?

No one, really.

Jack's caught in the cold after his lodge burned down. He's rapidly losing body heat, but luckily he's found... two pairs of socks? With his salvation in hoof hand, will he survive or pay the ultimate price?

Living in a studio apartment has its upsides. It's quiet, easy to clean, and it's all the space you really need! In fact, being in wide open spaces is kind of a problem for you, and coming home feels amazing after a grueling day outside. It's lucky you have Twilight there to make you feel comfortable and safe whenever you finally shut the door behind you.

Still, there's some part of you screaming that this safety and comfort isn't entirely a good thing. Feeling safe can't possibly be bad, can it?

Warning: This story is not a comedy, and deals with anxiety and phobia. NOT my normal fare.

Reading by Nante HERE!

Anon puts his all into ending Hearth's Warming Eve once and for all. No amount of pony singing will stray him from his path!

A Christmasy collaboration with Eighth .

Anon shaves his head. The ponies think he has cancer. What could possibly happen?

Edited/Proofread by Enigmatic Otaku and Vylon

Narrated by Straight To The Point Studio