This story is a sequel to Teh greatest fic evah!1!

LONG AGO IN THE ANCIENT YEAR OF 2016.
I was drunk agan and I wrote yet aniooder sekwil to teh ghreatest fic evah!@
Btrween then and now, weve seen an lot of terrible things in the world, but thats' not imporatnt]
what is is that GHOTHIG MCEMO IS BASK!@_@ this time figntng aganst the divorse as the cats evicteded from Caterlog return as the MAGNAPUSSIES~! Thjats roighjt theya're back wiuth a vbenmgence after a taste of the dragon jello named Spike, they crave moar!

Being an element of harmony is not as glamourous as some think. When a disease rampaged Equestria, Rarity was one of the ponies that had to be on the front lines to help save the world with her friends. Unfortunately she was one of the many ponies that got sick. Since then she hasn't been able to sleep. Despite how poor her sleep has been, she's still managing to keep her life barely together.

"Dreams are simply another view of reality, visions of the past, present, future, and beyond the veil are commonplace. Take heed of your dreams, but don't obsess over the visions of the night..."

Individual stories feature their own characters, ranging from OC and Background characters, all the way up to Mane Six.
Enjoy with caution, while meant for everyone, these are stories based on nightmares, urban legends, and fever dreams I myself, and others I have met had experienced.

Before becoming a Princess, Twilight Sparkle had dreams of her own. After a talk with Spike and Starlight, Twilight realizes that now many of those dreams no longer matter.

After noticing some dead space in the castle, Celestia decides to draw up some plans, and leave for the weekend while the work gets started. Only to find that while she was away, the pony in charge was a little too eager to please.

The story of revengence has been cancled due to unforceen lack of villiany.

Instead, we will be presenting you a tale of cats. Lots and lots of cats, and explosions, and everything I could think of while holding it because I gotta use the bathroom.

Also, my feet hurt, I hate taco bell. not for flavor, but for what it does to me. But that's not important.
Gothic McEmo is back in the Equestrian groove, and is back to his rebellious, too cool for you attitude that everyone loved so much in the origional. I meant to do this on april first, but things happened, but you know how that is, and I was on facebook, and suddenly I had an existential cricis and was wondering where my life went so wrong, and decided that I should at least finish something and get a laugh out of it. Maybe this is best for me to write in the author's notes...

Happy nightmare night.
Oh wait, I missed that too... Um, Happy... wednessday. I mean, Thursday.

There once was a unicorn called Wordsmith, he was frozen in stone under a different name however. After spending weeks working for Discord as Wordsmith, he somehow managed to have his identity returned, along with the memories the name would entail.

Now Phoenix is trying to find his family to try to make amends, but there's some things that you just can't forgive yourself for.

Whinnypeg is probably the smartest horse that anyone had the pleasure of meeting, but Twilight Sparkle isn't impressed with her, and would rather go back to Equestria with Sunset Shimmer to go shopping. Too bad that Whinnypeg wants to go too. Even worse, is how the portal reacts to a horse going into Equestria.

It was one of those cold winter nights when Pinkie Pie decided to show up at Twilight's new castle with the entire gang of friends. Sure, Twilight wanted to spend time with her studies, but NOPE! So instead, she has to play host when she doesn't want to, and in the middle of it all, somepony took the conversation down a dark path. One where everypony has an opinion and nopony is right. Fetishes are brought up, and nothing will ever remain the same again. Probably.

Rated Teen for sexual innuendo and straight up discussion of fetishes.
This story has the Phoenix Quill Clop Free Guarantee.

It started when Twilight read Discords journal he sent in as a report. But curiosity got the best of her, and she had a desire to know more. Who was Rhyme?

She might not be prepared as she thought she was for the truth, because before there was Celestia and Luna. Before Discord ruled with a topaz fist. Before the great Great Gryphonian Empire, and long before the Great Pony Migration, there was the creators, and the creations. Surely they knew what they were doing when they left the fate of the world's balance in the care of Discord and Rhyme?

Or, maybe they just don't know what they are doing either.

This is a spin off of Discord Writes a Ship Fic.