Every so often, when Twist misses the old days, she heads over to Sweet Apple Acres. Not to bother any of the Apples, of course. No, she simply hangs out amongst the wild mint at the farmland's edge, right where overgrown grass gives way to forest. Somewhere away from ponies, away from thoughts.

So she's never met someone there, until now.

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Written for the May 2023 Pairing Contest in the Original Pairings group.

Stones have a lot to say, if you care to hear them. And Marble has always been a good listener.

But what if a stone wanted more than just a curious ear?

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One of the Judge's Picks for the May 2022 Pairing Contest in the Original Pairings group.

All Flim's trying to do is sell these cards, so why is this baker being such a pill by inviting him in for a drink?

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Written for the May 2021 Pairing Contest in the Original Pairings group.

(Please note that despite the tag, only Flim is featured in this story)

There’s crying coming from down the hall; I’d felt the sound bounce along my spine long before my ears fully registered it. When this all began, I didn’t comprehend what a ‘mother’s intuition’ entailed, despite what the words written within my dog-eared parenting books said. But oh, how I understand now—these past few weeks have been quite the learning experience.

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Written for The Barcast's Halloween in April Writing Contest.

Character and content warnings will be included as spoilers in the author's note at the top of the fic.

It was strange, the little things they remembered.

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Semi-vent piece written to come to terms with recent familial deaths.