The worst thing you can do to a friend is abandon them: that is Moondancer's strongest belief. The best thing you can do for a friend is understand them: that is Minuette's.
Entries submitted for Loganberry's 150-Word Flashfic Contests. Individual genre ratings, story summaries, and links are included within the long description.
A nosy bookworm, a put-upon carrot, a neurotic apple, a giggly airhead, and a pegasus who's all wind and no thunder. Put 'em together and what have you got? No idea, but Twilight's about to find out the hard way.
Chrysalis is unforgiving, cruel, and hard to like. How did she end up as the Queen of the Changelings? By doing what she's always done best: Surviving. Scheming. Fighting. Killing.
Mare's Day, a tribute to motherhood. Twilight Velvet is the ordinary mother of an extraordinary family; Derpy is the opposite. They normally wouldn't cross paths, but in a town where an outsider can become Princess of Friendship, anything's possible.
Nowadays, “awesome” is such an overused, weakened word. Not in the old days. Back then, it used to be the province of pegasi. Of the lords and ladies of the heavens. Of thunder and lightning. Of life and death. Of gods.
Twilight Velvet's mind was stuck. She only wanted to write her magnum opus; how else could she explore the fantasy worlds of her past? It's just a shame her daughter is more interested in long words than she is in tall tales.
"Why do we get gifts every year?" said Dinky. And thus began a rather strange and strained inquiry for Ruby Pinch, a sensible soul (so she thinks) in a world full of odd adults, bad feelings, and grinding days.