Sensational Serials: Silly, Short Stories for Silly, Short Ponies

by PhycoKrusk


A Night at the Gala

The Grand Galloping Gala was in full swing when the guests were suddenly seized by fear and welling panic as the ground began to shake frightfully.

The doors leading to the Royal Gardens burst opened, and there stood something red, bipedal, and about the height of a pony, wearing sneakers, white gloves, and very, very agitated.

“I’m confused!” shouted Knuckles the Echidna before he punched the nearest stallion in the face.

It was only the first of several dozen assaults to take place in an orgy of nonlethal and largely inconvenient violence that Princess Celestia would later describe as being, “Like my birthday and Hearth’s Warming all rolled into one amazing gift.”

Princess Celestia is a bitch.
























And also, a stone column fell over and almost turned Rainbow Dash into Rainbow Smashed because it apparently wasn’t actually anchored to anything and had no anti-sway mechanisms. Seriously, what’s up with that? It’s almost like the ponies that live in a city perched precariously on the side of a mountain have no concept of building codes or safety regulations.

Makes you think.