Society has a way of doing one of two things. It either pushes what it doesn't want out, or those who are different are assimilated. Those that are pushed out fade from view, are left alone, until one can barely remember what they looked like. Sadly, this leads to more isolated minds, and more lonely thoughts. Such thoughts can be considered poison, and if others find out... one can be exiled, so that others aren't touched by such 'crazy' ideas.

*Written as part of a one-hour challenge between me and a bud. Spoken from a bout of personal experience I, the author, had shortly after my internet went out a year ago.*

Although it's been almost a week since Twilight changed into an alicorn, she can still feel the consequences of her decision echoing. Strange things begin to happen around her, and it may be up to Spike to figure out just what's happening, and what Celestia failed to explain to Twilight the very first time they met.

Meanwhile, Twilight struggles against her developing darker self, trapped in in her own mind until her antithesis is banished, or she is.

Picture credit goes out to turbosolid on deviantArt.

The image is pretty self-explanatory. Pip and Featherweight head out on a field-trip to Canterlot one Hearth's Warming Eve. Along the way the colts learn that love truly is blind to age, race and gender, especially during the holidays.

Warning: Contains Colt-cuddling. Do not down-vote automatically. Thank you.

Image by ArtseyTrilogy, who I give a thousand thanks to.

Our favorite old time traveling Doctor has been alone his entire life, and he had pressed it down until one night he shows up one Twilight's doorstep.

Now Twilight must somehow make sense of the outpouring misery of one of the most complex minds in the universe, and, somehow, comfort poor old Doctor Whooves.

A short, feel good tale I wrote as part of a one-hour-challenge. Enjoy.