Sweetie Bot goes through life on a series of commands and prompts, and all is well. She has plans with her fellow Crusaders today. Surely nothing can go wrong.

An experimental piece, and an entry into Science Fiction Contest III.

Everyone’s favorite unicorn is doing something else today so I'm writing about Rarity instead.

This short fic is just practice for writing Rarity and Sweetie Belle as I weave them into my long fic (which you can beta read if you visit my user page). Let me know if I’m getting the vibes right; that's all I really care about with this.

Edit: There's a dialogue contest so might as well incorporate this into that. Puts some constraints on where I was planning to go with the story, but hey, it's a nice challenge.

Hello everyone I don't know English well, and to be honest, I use a translator. So let's get to the most important thing, this is not my story and I am not the author of the story, I just want to share a wonderful story that you may like.
"Even at the very beginning of life, people have at least something that belongs to them besides themselves. Over time, the amount of this "something" only accumulates, its own territory, things, prepared solutions appear. And now I've suddenly lost all that alluvial layer. I don't have anything, including even an idea of how the world I'm in works. On the one hand, this is a new beginning, and my current state is closest to absolute freedom. On the other hand, it's scary."

Spitfire gets caught in a storm on her return from a vacation. Rarity helps in the aftermath.

Assembled from the slush pile of my writer’s notebook (a.k.a. related Q&S contest entries rearranged like a metamorphic rock) for the 2024 Wonderbolts contest.

Twilight wanders to Sugar Cube Corner to have break from her usually studying, turns out its not as simple as seems

Short mushy little one-shot for Fluttershy day! A bit longer than my previous stories but that's good! I had fun writing it. Enjoy.