Pinkie Pie foal-sits for the Cakes.
Editor: Cormac McCloppy
Pre-reader: Achron
Pinkie Pie foal-sits for the Cakes.
Editor: Cormac McCloppy
Pre-reader: Achron
Vinyl Scratch is well known as DJ PON-3 across Equestria. Other than their music career, however, not much is known of the pony’s personal life as they struggle with their relationship, identity, past, music and coping with the effects of their actions on others.
Written by: Lady Froey
Edited by: Madeline L-Equine, Bad_Seed_72 and Proper Noun
Cover art by: Stella Lux (LumenGlace)
Takes place after: Major and Minor
Maud Pie has written thousands of poems.
Here are some of her poems.
They're about rocks.
Featured by the Royal Canterlot Library and the Royal Guard.
Coco Pommel returns to Manehattan and faces homelessness, the coming Winter, and the wrath of Suri Polomare.
New cover art used with permission from TellabArt!
Pre-read by TimberWolf65
Sometimes, it takes an alicorn to solve a murder. Long before the return of Nightmare Moon, Princess Celestia is the only such power, and the responsibility falls on her shoulders every time.
Her methods are more than a little unorthodox.
[Another of my dream-based short stories.]
Rarity's obsession with loving and protecting her little sister goes too far.
Pre-reading by TimberWolf65
[Now approved by Twilight's Library!]
[Based on a dream.]
Every pony dies - some perish as foals, some are practically immortal, but the Reaper will take his due. Not even an Alicorn is untouchable.
A collection of one-shot death scenes for various characters, accompanied by ratings and warnings.
Chapter 1: Fluttershy (Everyone: sad)
Chapter 2: Princess Luna (Everyone?: dark)
Chapter 3: Applejack (Teen: violence, some gore, grimdark)
Chapter 4: The Cutie Mark Crusaders (Everyone: touch of comedy)
Rated Teen for violence and mild gore in Apple Harvest.
Note: The stories are not part of a single continuity.
I thought that maybe, just maybe, this "Butterfly Cult" would know what happened to my boyfriend, or be responsible for it.
As it turned out, nothing was quite what it seemed. I got in way over my head, but at least I had a Plan B, right?