Fluttershy's skills in flying are sketchy at best, but when Spitfire and Soarin chance by a monster attack in town, it is apparent that the timid little mare has been hiding some impressive talent, skills good enough to warrant recruitment into the Wonderbolts. There's just the issue of the house-eating monster between them and her.

Edited by: pabrony83
Commissioned by: Spamotron

Peddler, sorry, that's Prodigious Peddler, is one of the saving graces of the Equestrian Wasteland. He's no stallion with a hero complex, nor does he have any profound sense of wisdom or grace. No, he's one of the many traders bartering wares from town to town. Need a good weapon? With the right number of caps, he might have something for you. Looking for information? Everything has a price.

It was a simple life with simple goals, but the Wasteland is not down with Prodigious Peddler just yet. A filly barters safe passage with him to Megamart in the Hoofington area. A trader's word is gold, and the deal is struck, yet there's something this filly's hiding from him.

That's fair. He's hiding his own secrets.

Prereaders: Eternal bro Softy8088

Tales of a Junktown Pony Peddler was written by Squeak and produced by the Pony in a Box Productions team. This literary adaption was produced by myself.

This story is a sequel to Into the Black: A Mare's Tale

It has been one year since the battle for Equestria. As always, the ponies stood victorious by standing together, but at a great and terrible cost. Wounds can be healed and buildings rebuilt, but the cost of life was high indeed.

Now is the time of peace and ponies eagerly await to visit their new human allies. Fluttershy and Applejack step into the stars to teach them the ways of agriculture, as no one matches the Equestrian labor ethic. Even as they settle in and make some new friends, the that darkness festered as wars were won and lost in the shining megalopolis of Magnasanti. Something breathes in the dark. Something is coming, and it fully intends to humble pony and humans alike.

Prereaders: Midnight Spark, The Synn Lofsvard

Co-story to: Nightmare's Dream

It is not necessary to read the prequel.

For some reason I write about ponies. Despite me writing about ponies, not everything I write about ponies ends up in a published story. For one reason or another, whether it be a lack of inspiration, a great love for a single story idea but no real story plot in general, or simply because I need to write something just to get it off my chest and get back to work, I occasionally write a piece that I cannot justify publishing.

This list has gotten rather long. Rather then let these scenes languish, I decided to collect the butchered pieces of literature and gather them in this anthology.

Descriptions and context for all chapters can be found in the author's notes.

My name is Sunny Clayworth. I have the perfect life, the perfect job, and lived with a perfect husband.

WHY IS THAT WITCH TRYING TO TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME!

Edited by: Reader Review, Genesis1212
Prereader: Softy8088

Dusty was supposed to just fall asleep. It was his dream, after all. Dreams were nothing special.

Unless it wasn't his dream.

Edited by: Reader Review, Genesis1212, Softy8088

It is such a simple task to protect life when one is a doctor. Go to the clinic, perform surgery when called, prescribe medicine. Doctor Sirus has gown apathetic towards the people and routine, but then his "dark passenger" demands he break his oath on Canterlot's streets.

Edited by: Genesis1212, Reader Review
Prereader: Softy8088

Lyra, Parish, and Octavia have a client, only they can't see who it is.

Edited by: Genesis1212, Reader Review
Prereader: Softy8088

This story is a sequel to Site 16 - The Tartarus Gate

This is not our world. We are a grain of sand on the beach. A star in the fabric of the midnight sky. We share this world with horrors beyond imagining and comprehension, but the Foundation cannot ask for aid. We are alone in this war. We trudge through the darkness so that the world can enjoy one more day in the light. We do not steal the truth, we secure the truth so people may live normal lives. We do not lie to protect ourselves, we lie to contain evil and danger. We do not rule, we protect the innocent from the juggernauts of the earth. It is our destiny to suffer so that others may go about their lives in peace.

We Secure. We Contain. We Protect.

- “The Administrator”

Picture by the seriously NSFW Ask Murdershy tumblr

Hello and good evening, dear listeners. It is days like these that I am ever grateful to live in our small desert town. The moon is bright and full, the sun is hot and relentless, and the glow cloud that rained dead animals on our small town has finally moved on.

Welcome to Night Vale.

Crossover with Night Vale
Edited by: Reader Review, Genesis1212
Prereader: Softy8088
Fan Reading by Landon