This story is a sequel to Sherclop Pones and the Adventure of Pinkie's Cupcakes

THE EQUESTRIAN DAILY PAPER

The Pegasi of Cloudsdale have been rudely aroused from their slumbers to the news of the discovery of two crimes taking place last night at the Cloudsdale Weather Factory. A murder and a robbery both taking place simultaneously.

Fred Porlock, a secretary working for the head chemist behind the production operation, upon taking his post to start his shift earlier around 6, he found that the door, which led to a confidential office that housed the Factory’s vital documents, stood ajar. Fearing that something might have occurred, he entered the office to assure himself. To his horror, he found, upon opening the safe which kept the aforementioned documents, empty, robbed from its contents.

He then immediately reported this to his employer, the head chemist Dr. Icarus Hayfield, whom Mr. Porlock thought had already taken post at his study. Upon entering it, however, he found the unfortunate chemist lying upon the floor, dead, his head horribly mutilated by what appears to have been caused by a bullet.

Cloudsdale Yard had been immediately called upon the scene who in turn dispatched their most reputable officer, Detective Inspector G. Lestrot to handle this dastardly crime. He has conducted a most minute study and has come to the conclusion that the chief guardian of the vital documents themselves, Cloud Sweeper, is indeed the culprit.

The suspect has been arrested a few hours after this discovery, in fact; Sweeper had been found at Charlie Cross Hospital, where he tended to his maimed sweetheart, Pearl White whom had been hospitalized last night due to being mugged by villainous blackguards.

Despite such satisfactory discoveries, Mr. Lestrot encounters another dilemma which has very much left the entire Yard at their wit’s end…

The Factory’s documents comprise of 10 pages—only nine have been recovered from Sweeper’s person, and the tenth, it is said, being the most vital amongst the bunch, is missing.

Our readers must be assured that Cloudsdale Yard’s most ardent and tenacious of officers are hard at work to resolve this conundrum.

This was written as a conceptual piece focusing on specifically a sort of poem styling. Although, I barely know what a poem is to begin with.

The original bonus of this story, "Background Characters Only", became the central idea throughout the entire thing.

As some people who have read this have pointed out, it's a bit confusing at times. To alleviate this, the actual answer is: "It's earth, there is no up or down."

But seriously, the concept was: What if it was not a singular being per-say but perhaps the spirit of the background pony. It, got a tad muddled but I think overall it works.

A piece which I originally wrote for Beans Writing group, Bean's Writing Group - Fimfiction

The original prompt was: Dancing with myself
The bonus: Background characters only (no OCs, no characters with dialogue outside of a brief cameo)

As always, Comments are appreciated!

This story is a sequel to The Strangers in Ponyville

Second Glance is a Crown Investigator: His job is to look into "matters of interest" for the Princesses. While the hunt for changelings continues, three years after their attack, and is very much a matter of interest, it is not the only matter of interest. Or, for Second Glance, not even a very important one.

At least, not compared to the hunt for the elusive and enigmatic Prince of Ponyton, who may well prove more dangerous than even Queen Chrysalis if he remains free.

What happens when the world is left for robots to live in? Well, They try to live in it as much as they could. But some one doesn't want that to happen. So what do they do? They send other robots to slaughter them all That's what.

Applebloom one day woke up in the middle of a huge land of tall grass, an intense heat and no known pony in sight. She has been going on in this weird plains trying to find a way home and figuring out where she is in the first place.

This is one of her first adventures in the harsh plains of Venezuela, filled with llaneros, ghost and a soul that will change her forever.

One Shot idea, if this gets a good reception I may try to make it a story on the long future.

This is the Tale of a young stallion named Elric Faelan, A Stable 132 resident and the the story of the day when the steel door to the outside is unexpectedly opened. A unknown force wreaks havoc to Elric's home as his thrust into a quest to uncover who is responsible for the attack on the Stable. As he journeys forward, he'll meet new friends, uncover a chilling secret from the past, and a unforgiving rage towards his fellow pegasi in the dark, dank sky.

(sexual themes are implied. You have been warned.)

Proofing: Lunello/Megan

This story is a sequel to The Living Flower

Twilight and Fluttershy's lives have been perfect ever since they had some accidental kids and got married, but then they have a third child who can talk to spirits, and what the spirits are telling her is that something bad is going to happen soon.

This story is a sequel to What My Cutiemark Is Telling Me

Princess Morgan Annie Spencer. That's my name. I've had it for almost 200 years (certain travels may vary). My sixteenth birthday is in about a two months and I'm bursting at the seems in excitement.
So, what's changed? Oh! I'm an alicorn now. Yeah. That's a whole other mess I don't want to get into. Lilac's ten now, aged slowly by the Traveling. Oh, but she loves it!
It's been nearly five years for me. It's had it's ups and downs. I'm still suffering from the loss of Darcy. I somehow managed to get a boycoltfriend, Bumblebee. He's hiding something from me, and I can't figure it out! I only managed to get him because of a message from Future Morgan, who never lies to me.
Strange things have been happening to me my whole life. It's hard to remember some of them. All I remember for sure is he is trying to ruin my life. He helped turn me human in Equestria. Why can't I remember? Rule Seven says I have to remember everything, and it pisses me off that I forgot!
I'm gonna fix the mess this bastard has caused. I'm gonna find a way to bring Darcy back. I'm gonna get Bumblebee back. I'm gonna win back Lilac's trust. I'm gonna fix all of this.
I Pinkie Promise.

Other Shows Traveled To in This Story: 'Seed of Chucky'. 'Doctor Who.'
The third story in the 'Equestrian Travels' Saga.
Enjoy.

This story is a sequel to Death's Judgement

A Companion To Death's Judgement.

When seeking Death's Judgement one must always remember that it is not just the events of death that are settled, but the unfinished business of the deceased as well. All debts are settled, all the wrong made right. Balance Restored. All that chains the dead to the realm of the living resolved or broken.

Book 2 of the Assassin-verse Cycle the first timeline of the In-verse

Hardships, trials, strife. These are part of things we call life. And in this giant whirlwind of life, there are the little that we so hardly notice. It's the fore-front we see, not the back-ground. Until unbidden secrets and past actions come back to haunt us, whether we've done them wrong or not. I'm sure this is a story you've heard before.

It's scary, really, when one thinks about how a loved one can change so much in so little time. How when one sees a friend, a sister, or mother go from loving to stone-cold within the span of just a few years. It's scary how deeply words can scar us, even when we never let it show. How actions speak of who we are, no matter how we go about them. And how the past will always be there, lurking in the backs of our minds. The past came back to haunt them. To shred them. To bury them, using just a few tools. Jealousy, miscommunication, oversight, gossip, to name a few.

After all, only one in a million receive tutelage under one and only ruler of the known world on Equus. And how much envy and rumors would this cause? How many would try to ruin her? How many would kill her for that spot? And many times can one's heart be broken before it refuses to fixed? How many times can a friendship be broken before it can't be healed, no matter how thick that bandage is?

Princess Twilight has always struggled to make time for her family and friends. To maintain her friendship with her sisters in harmony. And even after a few years of being in royalty, she succeeds. But one session of gala planning could ruin all that. After lost feathers, a broken bridge, a few spoken words, missing marks, a sacrifice made via magic, and an evil seed planted in one heart, the girls find themselves behind closed iron bars. Unhindered, their anger begins to grow, directed at the one who earned her crown only three years ago.

How far is the daughter of a supposed lost kingdom willing to go to save her friends after years of torture and conflict? How deep is that pain going to dig, leaving no room in her heart for others? How many innocents is the Element of Magic itself going to hurt in order to keep her secret? And how long is that shadow going to linger in the corners of one's mind?

And how did six constantly fighting siblings get in the mix of all of this?