In Canterlot, there is the district of Canterwell.

In Canterwell, there is a flat.

In that flat live Octavia and Vinyl Scratch.

This is a day in their lives.

Celestia wants a quiet evening in.
Shining Armour wants a word with her.
These two things are, unfortunately, incompatible.
Because Shining Armour's words are all about his little sister, and her place in the monarchy.

Thanks go to S. Aitken, Celicam, Zerbin, Cloud Wander and Tisis Antony (aka, Mike) for their help. I'm forever in their debts.

In The Mare With No Story, a shy young pegasus gets more than she bargained for in a contest of storytelling.
In Princess Luna and the Dragon Prince, certain facts of astronomy deny a rather forced romance.
In The Soldier Who... well, the soldier who did what? You'll know soon enough.
In Finnick and Foible, we detail some of the more interesting exploits of two ponies of the dark and distant Black Country.
In The Duel, we have a tale of duelling, duality and duplicitea, And no, that's not a typo.
In The Flying Ship, one pony must complete a king's challenge with the help of six mares of outrageous fortune in the old Crystal Empire.

Faced with an incompetent captain, orders that make no sense, and a winter of boredom and terrible coffee, the choice for Stoker was to either like it, or lump it. So he chose mutiny instead. Unfortunately, life is seldom as simple as all that, especially in the frozen north of Equestria. Before the day is out, he will have to face a royal visit, negotiations, a terrifying new weapon, and history that wants to be repeated.

With a complete chorus of soldiers, sailors, tractor axle makers, princesses, terrible bars, crossed wires and big mistakes, you could do a damn sight worse than read The Battleship Ponytemkin.

Tall Tales didn't intend to be in Ponyville for long. It was supposed to be a brief stop on the way to the storytellers' gathering in Connemara, and nothing more. How was he to know he'd be offered the opportunity to show southerners real storytelling? More to the point, how was he supposed to refuse? And just what does this pink pony want with him, anyway?
Now he's shanghaied himself into performing, and must use all his skill to stay on stage, on target, and within the bounds of sanity. So gather round, pull up a bollard, and listen to some proper Equestrian folk tales.
Or watch one stallion go slowly mad in public. Either way, you're in for a treat.