Vanilla Torte lives an unassuming life outside of Canterlot, never thinking much about the huge city above.

Then something lands with a thunderous crash in his garden.

Happy laid his quill down upon the writing desk, and sighed. He picked up the collection of notes he had been writing, reading all of them aloud in his head and making sure he had written everything he wanted whosoever should find it to read. Satisfied with what would be his last words and thoughts in this world, he laid it down upon the desk, and got up from his seat. He walked across the room, over to the stool by the window. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves, before climbing up onto the stool, and fitting the hanging noose around his head, tightening it around his neck. Happy took one last look around the room, and closed his eyes.

''Don't cry for me,'' he whispered to the nothingness around him. ''I was already dead.''

And Happy tipped the stool over. His story remained nearby upon the writing desk, illuminated by the light of the candle, which flickered as the stallion choked and gagged in the darkness of the unlit shadowed area of the room.

And when Happy finally ceased his incoherent tone of agony, so did the candle suddenly extinguish, casting the room into complete darkness, until Celestia's sun dawned and brought with it the light of day.

These are the last words of Happy, a pony who nobody knew, and who was nobody to those who had known him.
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Hopefully, somebody out there who has lost a loved one due to the traumatic effects that bullying causes, as well as the depression that comes with being singled out as an outcast, discriminated by others for who and what you are, will be able to relate to this story. I wish to point out that it is not my intention to cause any painful memories to resurface for those who have experienced similar pains and losses in their own lives through this story, but hopefully such people will be able to bond with Happy and understand his pain.

Also, I am not a great writer, so of course this story is going to be awful, but I am trying to put my best effort into writing it, so try not to judge me too harshly for my way of writing. I am comfortable with my writing style and preference, and I'm not going to change it to suit the needs of others. Just wanted to say that. Now, enjoy the story, and prepare thyself for many feels.

Main Course is a successful chef and restaurant owner. Or he was, anyway, until a fire tore up his life's work and left him adrift. When he visits his sister in the rural backwater town of Ponyville, he discovers an abandoned building that's perfect for a quick fix-up so he can flip it for a profit. But the building comes with an unforeseen tenant, and when he lets her stick around he discovers that maybe, just maybe, there's something out there more important than wealth and fame.

“Who could ever love a beast?”

When Spike is rejected by the love of his life because he is a dragon, he’s willing to do whatever it takes to change that. So when a pony of questionable motives offers to change him into a stallion, Spike is more than willing to shake on it. However, there was one small detail that Spike overlooked: He must first find love as a monster; a beast of a dragon, within a year or he will be stuck like this forever… A beautiful Sparity based on the greatest love story ever told, Rarity and Spike learn that what they thought was beauty was only skin deep, and that true beauty lies from within.

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Cover art by Azenge, an Equestria Daily featured artist and overall great guy, check out his deviant art page.

Fan Art! Blazewingthunder My little Disney, The beauty, the beast, and the applejack
Pia-Chan's Beauty and Her Spike
Ckat_Myla's Rainbow Cup
A Dance of Fire and Beauty, a fan song by Socratic Brony

After a freak solar eclipse, Shining Armor and Princess Cadance are whisked away to the human world, where they are taken in by a happily lonely young musician. This young man and the ponies quickly become friends as the two adapt to living in a world different from their own.

Heavily Inspired by My Little Dashie and Rarity and I, along with the films of Alexander Payne and more specifically, the movie Beginners.

After another stunt gone wrong, Rainbow finds herself cooped up in a hospital room again. But when she ends up getting roomed with a nine-year-old colt, her stay at Ponyville General takes a turn that's worth just a little more than reading a book about an archaeologist.

"I was too late again. Nothing ever comes easily for me, does it?"

A Night Fury dragon who believes she is worthless and dangerous, is offered her heart's desire. Seizing the opportunity, she finds herself in the magical land of Equestria. But one cannot flee from one's conscience, and past mistakes weigh heavily.

And it would appear that dragons are no more welcome in Equestria than at home.

Special thanks to Enderstorm for the amazing artwork.

We all know the royal marriage of Shining Armor and Princess Cadance, but this story goes all the way back to when Cadance was still Twilight's foal sitter. From a simple crush, to young love, and everything in between. A love struck colt, a beautiful princess, and a friend ready to help. The road to love isn't always a simple one, but nothing safe is worth the drive.

Edited by FluttershyisMetal, metroid_freak, Angel_Bunny, and ajvasquezbrony28, four awesome guys willing to help with this story.

Most changelings only want to feed on love and serve their queen, defending her with their lives. But Scales the changeling has never seen eye-to-eye with the others. All he wanted to do was cook. He leaves the hive and finds himself in Ponyville as a baker. He finds peace, but will that peace stay?

((Being rewritten starting from chapter twelve))

“Do you remember the day we first met?”

Celestia has been having recurring dreams; dreams that she wishes would go away. But they won't, they only increase in their frequency. One night, she gives in and visits that statue in the royal garden. The statue that haunts her sleep. The statue of her one true love, the statue that she made. That night, under the statue, she remembers the day they first met.