After my first heat I started to view colts a little differently. But, I'm not colt crazy. I wished I could say the same for my fellow crusaders. A little slip up on my part has gotten the three of us shanghaied into dates we don't want. It would have been just me but as a crusader we have to have an all for one, one for all mentality. Either that or I'm just mean.

Teen aged Crusaders. You are warned.

Spike, Snips and Snails are hanging out with the CMC's on the farm. As Spike leaves to go home he takes a shortcut through the back 40 of Sweet Apple Acres he finds Scootaloo alone in the CMC tree house feeling miserable. The story focuses on a tale of two different types of orphan and how they find solace in each other.

That's right it's Scoots x Spike. If people complain that it's not their version of fanon or canon, then let's say it takes place on Equestria-789 in the multiverse.

The fics's pic will definitely change as make my own picture for the story.

Oh and special thanks goes to my good friend WinterTwister for helping me write this fic.

Pipsqueak, now simply known as Pip, has reached his puberty. But the colt discovers that growing up doesn't include a lot of adventures, even if he makes them up. When he sees his chance for an adventure, he grabs it with open hooves. But the task that initially seemed simple, takes a turn for the worst as he discovers that certain lives are resting in his hooves.

Can he finish his task, or will he fail?

New story time. I love Pipsqueak, so I decided to write a story about him. Constructive criticism is very appreciated.

Warning, Teen rated for sexual references and speech.

Pic made by Giuliabeck, http://giuliabeck.deviantart.com/

Music made by blacksheep806 and Brunuhville, http://www.youtube.com/user/blacksheep806, http://www.youtube.com/user/brunuhville (I swear, go check these guys out. Some of the most amazing music can be found here.)

Usually most colts and fillies don't care for Hearts and Hooves Day, but this year almost every colt and filly finds themselves with a date for the late night festival. Some more dreamy than others. But the hot topic is Snails when they see him strolling around with one of the prettiest fillies they've ever seen. Who is she and how shall the night play out as Snails' mystery date takes him out for a fun night of dodging questions, avoiding suspicion and staving off the Cutie Mark Crusader Background Investigators, hired by an ever sceptic Snips.

In the mean time, a certain lisping redhead is on the hunt.

In the aftermath of the Ursa Incident, Trixie returns to Ponyville to retrieve her special 'Collection' from the wreckage of her cart. However, she discovers that her 'Collection' is in the hooves of her nemesis Twilight Sparkle, which understandably puts her in a tizzy. Can Trixie get her 'Collection' back?

We're all afraid of something. Some ponies fear death. Some ponies fear tightly enclosed rooms. However, many ponies will agree that children will usually fear the same things at some point in their lives. They're afraid of simplistic things, of course, like strangers and the dark. Snails, unlike other foals, isn't scared of the dark. He's scared of what hides inside it.

After the battle of Castle Oblivion, Sora has chosen to regain his old memories and has been put to sleep until he is whole once again. With his absence, dark forces are able to do as they please with their only true opposition missing in action. The strength of the Heartless continues to grow rapidly by each day with different puppet masters pulling the strings. In the process of returning Sora's memories, his own heart is threatened by a darkness that will consume him if nothing is done to stop it. Pipsqueak and his companions must hold off the ever growing threat that not only grows in the Realm of Light, but the darkness that is festering is Sora's heart as well. Will they be able to accomplish the daunting mission given to them? Or will they all be consumed by the darkness as well?

Snips and Snails are adults now, with jobs and romantic problems and all the other stuff that comes with growing up, but when Trixie comes to town, they still assemble and act like idiots. A single, mostly drunken night in both a long-running tradition and a relatively bright future.

Annoying classmates. Domineering upperclassmen. Trouble at home that no one can ever, ever know about. Being the Junior Princess of Canterlot High School is far less glamorous than Diamond Tiara would have everyone believe.

With all that she has to deal with in her life, just what sort of person would be distinguished, determined or deluded enough to want to spend time with her?

Well, there is that one transfer student...

Edits: nanashi_jones. Art: IJAB. Give them your love.

For prosecutor Tanya Scintillate, the path of the law is the safest one to take. Like a breeze, it always carries her to victory. Prestige, wealth, brains... Tanya's got it all.

And then there's Ned Dracone. An old teacher, he's accused of being the one that lit the match that caused Cloudsdale High School to burn to the ground. No big deal for Tanya; the old creep looks like he's prone to stress and pressure anyway, what with his grey skin and other weird traits. He just wanted to vent some anger. An easy win for the prosecution, with no hidden circumstances to the case that could compromise her victory.

Right?

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Written as a contest entry for Prompt 4 on the Author Support group. I await the jury's verdict on this one.

Something I want to point out: this is an Alternate Universe story. The characters are, for the most part, humanized versions of some characters from the show. I will admit that they might be OOC, but I think they should be seen more as a new take on them almost to the point of being OCs than just a human reproduction of the original characters.

I absolutely cannot guarantee the technical accuracy of the events in this fiction, in terms of legal procedures during a trial. In other words if some of you read this with in-depth knowledge of such procedures, and think "Wait, that's not how a trial goes" or something like that, please keep in mind I have no such knowledge. In fact, if you have such a comment, please share it with me. Naturally I have written this fic according to correct trial protocol, but when it comes to that I'm hardly any more educated than what I see on TV in Law & Order.

Picture is sort of unrelated, but it's what I physically based Ned Dracone on. It's not my art either (couldn't find the author)