Anon has noticed something strange. Rainbow Dash doesn't live in Ponyville or Cloudsdale, and her house never stays in one place. Because of this, it seems that she basically lives in a trailer home, making her... trailer trash! The implications of this realization are anything but pretty.

Please be aware, this is for silliness and for fun, not because I hate Rainbow Dash. Everyone knows I hate Spike, come on.

Thanks to Enigmatic Otaku for the idea.
Art by BambooDog

When Diamond Tiara gets lost in the woods, her father is terribly worried. He sends you into the forest to go find her, and offers you money to do it. But, what you find in the woods is far more than just a little filly, and you quickly find that underneath her bossiness and bravado, she has a much softer side.

Written in Collaberation with Eighth.

Warning: Mild gore and suggestion of death, the character Anon, and other things that will make you mad.

Twilight has given you a new book to read. Well, she didn't exactly give it to you, you actually just found it in the back of the library. Behind a shelf. On the ground. It looks very old, downright ancient, and it smells like moss and rot. The binding is a little cracked, and there's no title on it. You can't help but wonder what might be inside, and the only way to find out is to keep reading.

Just turn the page.

You can do that much, can't you?

Please?

WARNING: This story contains brief depictions of blood, mild violence, and death, and has ARG aspects to it. It plays with formatting, and includes images. Some "pages" are long, some are only a few words. It is written in first person, to you, the reader, and is a slow mellow horror. You've been warned.

This story relies on unusual formatting for some parts, and thus may not be as enjoyable on a tablet or phone, or if you have specialized custom Fimfic settings.

If you post spoilers, hints, or answers in the comments, please be sure to spoiler them out or warn others. You don't want to ruin the fun, right?

Audio reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28TqbHFchLg

This story is a sequel to You Are Sick

Sometimes it's late at night, and you can't sleep. Sometimes you just stare at the ceiling and imagine what it would be like if you weren't here anymore, how the world would be different. Sometimes it seems like the world wouldn't even be worse off without you around, and that you might be better off without it.
But those are only idle musings and thoughts. It's not like you actually wish you were dead...
...right?

Warning: Contains depression and suggestions of suicidal/self-destructive thoughts. No actual death or physical self harm takes place. Please don't read this if you're feeling depressed or suicidal, I don't think this would help.

This is a stream of consciousness from the point of view of Berry Punch from the Broken Love series. Can act as a standalone.
Please don't worry. I'm ok.

This story is a sequel to Wishing You Were Somehow Here

When a normal person gets a fever, they usually just stay in bed and wait it out. When Anon gets a fever, it's a much more dire matter. On this fateful night, Berry Punch is faced with one of her worst nightmares coming true: Anon is sick. Her next actions are crucial and she has to focus, even if her mind is running on horrifying overdrive.

Art by Eighth.

WARNING: Contains discussions on the topics of sickness, sex, and death. Death tag included for terminal illnesses, but no death shown. Not a usual anonpencil comedy.
This story is part of the Berry Punch's Broken Love series, but you do not need to read the other parts to "enjoy" this one.

This story is a sequel to I Am Sick

A few weeks apart doesn't seem so bad. Well, that is, until those weeks of being alone are actually happening. Then it can feel like hell. Fortunately for Berry, her absent love has left something behind to help her pass the days before he returns.

Warning: Contains discussions of death, depressing topics, mild sexual discussion, and the name Anon.

This story is a follow up to When You Least Expect It, but does not require that you read the rest of the series to enjoy.
Coverart by johansrobot

Not all unicorns are princesses of friendship, and this newcomer unicorn is certainly not. Still, Celestia feels it is her duty to be welcoming, patient, and gracious to Equestria's most recent guest.
...it doesn't last long.

Warning: Contrains swearing and ooc Celestia. Crossover with a character from Gravity Falls.

When you yet again find that pony furniture has failed you, something has to be done. You're tired of being uncomfortable, and of having chairs crumble underneath your weight. You decide to take matters into your own hands, and build yourself something to sit in. Now... how exactly does one build a chair, anyway?

This is a dumb story. It is short, and stupid, and really dumb. It's got a few gross sentences too. Hopefully it'll make you laugh a little anyway.

This story is a sequel to On Common Ground

Being sick is never fun. Still, you have to go about your day, right? You have to get up, have to eat, have to take care of yourself. Sometimes it's just too hard to do that, though. Sometimes, even a helping hand isn't enough to steady yourself when you stumble, and all the comfort in the world won't make you forget how sick you are.
Berry Punch knows that all too well, and simply a regular day in her sickened body is enough to drive her mad. Even a little love from someone dear to her may not keep the doubt, hatred, anger, and sadness at bay.

This story is related to the series When You Least Expect It. It features that Berry Punch, as well as Anon briefly, but reading those stories is not entirely necessary before reading this one. Rather stream of consciousness in nature.
Warning, story contains: Discussions of medical conditions, including urine and vomit in a non-sexual way.

You love your friends in Ponyville, you really do, but you have your suspicions about one of them. Pinkie Pie is so light hearted, bouncy, and carefree, you've begin to wonder if she's really a pony at all. Instead, maybe she's actually a balloon! It seems crazy, but you jut have to find a way to prove it, no matter the cost.

Yeah, this is pretty not-gross and horrible. No vomit, gore, sex, etc. I'm as shocked as you are.