'Good evening mares and gentlecolts. Welcome to another edition of Coast to Coast broadcast live from the Ponyville Town Hall. This is your host Vox Populi. In the next couple of hours my esteemed guests and I will discuss the finer points of topics not really discussed in the open.

As always the phone lines are always open and listeners are welcome to call in.'

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I would encourage you to leave comments in the form of questions to ask the guests. I will answer them the the chapter following the article. Help me a little by leaving it in an easy to read format, like:

Name: (Mr. Miss. Mrs.) (anonymous would work too if you really want to get into the mood)
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Having lost her home in a weather accident, Flutter Shy moves to a new house in the city. A locked room on the second floor leads her to wonder if she is ever alone.

(There needs to be a horror category.)

A pony locked in his own thoughts, pushed to the brink, strives to become more than he is with the help of Twilight Sparkle. Brooms McSweep, a lowly street sweeper, will do anything to win the admiration of his princess. This heralding night time adventure puts foe against foe as they try to find the heart of the matter.

Every day I try and do a writing practice lesson from an old school book i have. So today's lesson was "Write a short story using only dialogue". Sounds perfect considering that is one of the things i needed help with. So i figure why don't i kill two birds with one stone and make it a fan-fic too. That intro gives this story too much credit.

The scroll was from Princess Celestia judging from the seal, however the letters were garbled and sickly written. The message, though hard to read, was short and sent chills down Twilight's spine. She rolled up the scroll and darted into the library shoving Pinky Pie and Rainbow Dash to the side in the process. They had grumbled but Twilight had no time to make out what they had said.

Twilight retrieved her saddle bag from a storage closed on the ground floor of the library. The library was dimly lit from the sun peaking through the windows. Twilight didn't need any light to know where the books that she wanted to grab were located. Books of remedies and various magical spells were quickly crammed into the small saddle bag filling it to capacity. Rushing up the stairs to her room, Twilight chanted the self made locking spell that unlocked the bar safe that held her crown. After retrieving the crown she returned out side, slamming the library door behind her.

“What ever did the letter say”, Rarity said half yawning.

Twilight turned around slightly annoyed of Rarity's lethargic attitude with the seriousness of the situation being as it was. She unrolled the scroll and held it for them to read the garbled text. “It says 'HELP US'!”