Applejack needs a full night of sleep for apple bucking tomorrow. It's too bad that Rainbow Dash's restlessness isn't letting her get a single wink.

Scootaloo might be no good at sums, but she knows Scootaloo plus scooter equals the fastest, awesomest, most attention-grabbing-est thing on the ground.

She also knows Applejack minus anyone actually fun to be with equals one really lame time.

And yet, spending a day with the Apple farmer and her broader Apple family seems strangely attractive to her. They might not be the most exciting of ponies, (and when it comes to cool, they're certainly the most clueless), but they have something Scootaloo really, really wants. Deep down. Something she keeps coming back for.

Not that she's going to admit it. Cos that would be seriously lame.

Applejack goes to her usual spot on a rainy day, bringing her favorite photograph with her.

The standalone sequel to my first ever story, An Apple Amidst Crazies. Reading the prequel is not required at all.

Featured briefly on 2/8/15

With Big Mac and her friends unable to help her with this season's applebucking, Applejack thought she was going to be the only one to take on the enormous task. That is, until she meets Derpy.

With Derpy helping out, Applejack should have no worries with this season's applebucking.

Probably.

[2nd-Person Fic starring you and Applejack]

With a history of theft and deception behind you, you make the best for yourself through possessions belonging to others. Or, rather, the possessions that once belonged to others. With no need for a steady line of work, you keep yourself afloat through your occupation as a master thief.

But when a heist goes awry, you're left at the mercy of a simple apple farmer...

Author's Note: Alrighty! Here's a new one!

Uh...I really don't know what to say here. Compared to Rejuvenate, I planned this one out WAY more, so hopefully you won't find it as sloppy.

Won't be incredibly saucy. At the most, I'm predicting this one to be about the [Tender] rating.

Enjoy, folks!

Artwork by Graffston of dA.

Rarity isn't mad, she swears, just very confused. Did Applejack actually break into her house? And for some inane, frankly incomprehensible reason?

Commision for Dimbulb!

Set after the episode "Trade Ya."

One day, while deep in thought during a flight, Fluttershy finds herself flying over Sweet Apple Acres. She ends up helping Applejack harvest her apples, but she's got something that she's having trouble getting off her chest.

(My first pony fanfic! Originally posted on EqD back in March-April 2011. I'm pretty sure it was the first AJ/FS fic on EqD, a fact I like to tout because I am silly.

Being as it's my first work, I think I've improved quite a bit since then, but I'm still quite pleased with how it came out as a whole.)

In her bid for necromancy, Apple Bloom is faced with the greatest enemy of all: Autocorrect.

Written for a Quills and Sofas "Last Surprise" Speedwriting Panic, where it tied for first. Wanna join us? Wanna see if we're as fun as we sound? Wanna be a part of something nebulous and unknowable? We're on Discord here if you'd like to join us for more writing madness.

Cover art by me.
_{Planchettes look like amongus dudes and I will not be taking questions on that.}

Golden Harvest is not jealous. Sure, her neighbor Applejack has a life of adventure and glamor, friends who are national heroes and princesses, an appallingly lucrative share in the local fruit market, and firm, toned flanks. And sure, by contrast, Golden Harvest has been stuck with her snout in the same old muddy patch of carrots pretty much every day since she earned her cutie mark, her best friend is a dentist, and her idea for a 'Carrot Juice Season' never really gained much ground for some reason. But Golden Harvest is not jealous.

Not jealous at all.

She just wishes Applejack would stop being so distracting.

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Pre-read by Midnight Herald and Communist Bob (no link).

A thousand years is quite the generation gap, so Princess Luna decides she has to get with the times. However, this isn't quite as easy as she thinks it will be...