Plagued by a particularly troublesome composition, not even her favorite cup of tea can quell the churning storm of Octavia's thoughts. Perhaps an old memory might serve as a greater muse...

Cover art by OverlordNeon: deviantArt / Tumblr

Two takes on one image. The first (The Job), what Pinkie's job interview with the Cakes may have been like. The second (The Family), just an idea about how something a little more serious would play out between them. (Two quick-fics to practice writing dialogue for the Cakes and Pinkie.)

Mr. and Mrs. Cake choose to commit a murder in their kitchen.

A feelgood story.

Winner of the Thousand Words Story Contest (Fluff category). Edited by King of Beggars, Mousse, and R5h.

Reading by TheLegendaryBillCipher.
Reading by The Mystery Fluttershy Fan.

Cover art by me! Heh, heh, heh.

*PLEASE NOTE; THIS IS A BABYFUR STORY. IF THIS IS UNPLEASANT TO YOU, PLEASE LOOK AWAY AND JUDGE ME KINDLY*

Late one night, Mrs. Cake found Pinkie Pie staring intently at her two babies, a look on her face that she could not recognize. She watches her charge over time, trying to understand what is causing her to do this. And Mrs. Cake realizes that it might be Pinkie being Pinkie, but Pinkie is something more important and precious than she first realized, and that herself, Mrs. Cake, is a bit more, too.

The first chapter of the first babyfur story I've written. At the gentle insistence of a friend, I have posted on this site for somebody's enjoyment. I hope you like it, and please tell me if there is anyway I can improve this. Also, why isn't there a family or friendship option for the tags?

Sadly, it seems like Carrot Cake has missed out on the property he was saving up to buy for his bakery. Being a good Girlfriend, Cup Cake decides to distract him with a little contest. Who can bake the best sugar cookies in the least amount of time.

Because Cup Cake knows one thing. When life seems like its being unfair, all you can do is bake.

Just a little thing I've been wanting to write for a while.

Of course Cup Cake has heard the rumors surrounding her foals, at first she paid it no mind, but as days turned into months, the blue baker has finally had enough and snaps like a rubber band.

See what one mare will do to dispel the naysayers.

Inspired by The Descendant's Mr. and Mrs. Cake ship fic "A Sweet Taste of Cake" and the odd behavior of a friend of mine who wallpapers his bedroom with his STD results.

Pinkie Pie awakens one morning to find a strange lump on her back. She doesn't think it's a big deal, but as time goes on it grows and bizarre changes begin to take place inside her.

In Ponyville, something is stalking the citizens. Can anypony stop what's happening before it's too late and their world is irrevocably changed? Of course, you can only save the day if the danger hasn't found you before you even know it's there.

Written for Write-Off's Nightmare Night 'transformations' contest. Is meta-horror a genre? Well, it is now.

Featured on EQD - 25th March 2014

Now with a full-cast audio reading by TheLostNarrator: SUCH WONDERFULNESS WE HAVE NEVER YET SEEN!

A random question about who's the better baker - Pinkie Pie or Applejack - leads the two Earth pony friends to think back to when they were fillies and how they met, became friends, and learned to bake from one of Ponyville's most notable bakers.

Pinkie finds a young colt collapsed in the snow in one of the worst winter storms of the year. The colt's parents are no where to be seen and he does not understand Equestrian.

Desperate to help the lost colt Pinkie volunteers to take him in. But is Pinkie really ready to provide the proper environment that would help encourage the colt to overcome his challenges?

Cover Art done by the amazing Mixup.

Check him out:
Mixup (fimfiction)
Deviant art

As the Cakes make a very special gingerbread house the act reminds them of their lives together; hinting at those they loved, challenges they faced, and the struggles that continue even after lovers say "I do"...

Inspired by the image "Artist Training Ground Day 22" by Egophiliac. Used with permission.