Only in death do we value what we love most.

Rarity would gladly tell you so considering she did die and all.

Was going to be a cute entry for the Tumblr RariTwi event going on, but then I started thinking about death and idk what happened after that

Art by lilfunkman.

A long time ago, a saddened mare found Time Turner tinkering in his lab late one stormy night. After offering the stallion more bits than he knew what to do with, he created Sweetie-bot. All seemed fine, until the robot started doing things he didn't program it to do.

And then it started getting taller.

And healing on it's own.

This is going to get complicated, isn't it?

A story by me! Sweetie-bot belongs to the Friendship is Witchcraft series.

I made the cover art using Blender, and then drew Sweetie quite poorly in my notebook, then traced over her using Paint dot net.

Late on Nightmare Night, after the rest of Ponyville has gone to bed, Pinkie Pie descends into the dark and silent basement of Carousel Boutique. She’s determined to make things better with Rarity after a friendship-splintering fight, but there might not be a solution for the troubles she finds once inside the house. Didn’t anypony tell her it’s not safe to venture out alone at night?

It is not a fun week to be Rarity. She has an important photo-shoot to prepare for. She needs to scramble to put together a dress before a big deadline. And for some reason all her friends seem to think she is romantically involved with the local librarian.

Oh, yes, and she has gone blind.

Now Rarity learns just how many mud puddles one can step in around Ponyville, just how pointy her needles are, and just how many things there are around her place that exist solely to bang her fetlocks on. ...And presumably something about the strength of friendship, and the perserverance of the pony spirit, and what not, but come on, invisible mud puddles!

Big thanks as always to my pre-reader LovingTolerance.

Lotus is a professional masseuse. She sees the pony below the skin, and tends to coax just as much out of their mouths as their muscles. Late one day, she gives three very different massages to three close friends, all of whom mention a name she isn't familiar with: Applejack.

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The original version of the story took 5th place in The Writeoff Association's February 2015 contest, "Closing Time"

Rarity's tea party has an unexpected visitor, who is surprised that a certain someone is sitting and sipping tea.

Cover Image by JohnJoseco.

Reading by Midnight29: https://youtu.be/GxJ6gF0qHxc

(2nd Person Sensual Fic starring Doctor Sigmund "You" and Rarity)

Rarity finally admits her problem and looks for some professional help and finds it in you, Ponyville's resident psychiatrist. The more you explore her problems and her mind, you can't help but find a place for this unicorn in your heart. But is it wise to let your emotions cloud your psychiatric judgement? Just how far will you go to make her happy?

This fic turned out to be much longer than the others and has some pretty large parts in it. And that's how I started writing even longer fics, which is great, isn't it?

And a side note: Did a little crossover collab with Coffeebean and his fic "Drunken Lullabies". You should check it out, if you haven't already.

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/1061/Drunken-Lullabies

A massage is just a massage, isn’t it? Apparently not when Spike is involved. Somehow finding a book on pony massage specifically for handed creatures like himself is fated to end the way that most of his adventures do: with the untimely destruction of Ponyville.
Unless Rarity can help, of course.

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Winner of second place in Present Perfect’s writing contest, Soft Hands.

It's a beautiful day in Ponyville. Then again, every day is a beautiful day for Derpy Hooves.

Sweetie Belle waits for Rarity to return from a trip to Canterlot. She is desperate for her sister to come home - and desperate for her to stay away, too.

What a mess.