This story is a sequel to Integration Is Pointless

The final chapter in [enter overarching name for these stories?] trilogy. Jack will have to face not only his future, but also his past (dun dun duuuuun.) Now guaranteed to be—

TWICE AS RANDOM!
THRICE AS HUMOROUS(hopefully)!!
AND FOUR TIMES AS POORLY PLANNED(heck if I know)!!!!!

Welcome to... MY LIFE— I mean—ROMANCE IS CONFUSING!!!!!!!!!

(I apologize for that, but it seemes to fit.)

NOTICE= as always: gore, sex, and violence tags are there to be safe. No hanky-pank (explicit at least), Mortal Kombat style fatalities, or overly graphic dance fights. Hope you enjoy!

Changeling 8/21Gamma was a peculiar changeling in two obvious ways. First off, he was the most unlucky being in existence. Second, he was scared of his own shadow. But will his enduring bad luck finally bring about something great?

Walnut Grove is an orphan. Yup, simple as that. After spending ages waiting for a family to adopt him, he went looking for one. Except... he didn't exactly find what he was looking for.

Edit: Woah... second time this story has been featured. Either I did something right, or it’s dumb luck. Probably the latter. Either way, I guess I’ll make a whole slice of life story out if this... because that’s apparently what you guys a want.

There is a reading of the first chapter on YouTube by Skijarama that I quit enjoyed if any of you are interested.

This story is a sequel to Resistance Is Futile

A sequel to Resistance Is Futile.

After the Union removes their troops from Equestria, only Jack is left behind. How will he manage in an alien world that's more than a little resentful towards his kind.

Main character tags to be added as the story progresses.

The Union, the powerful government that rules the entirety of mankind, has waged war on a faraway world. How will Jack, an unwilling conscript, deal with being captured by humanities most recent foe, ponies. Who will crack first, Jack, or his equestrian captors.

This story now has a sequel: Integration Is Pointless. Feel free to check it out, or don't, I'm not forcing you to.

Who would have thought it would be so hard finding shelter from a storm in a land known for being friendly and accepting?

Inspired by this comic I saw. To whoever made this comic, good job.

"Cloud Nine: guard, pegasus, and not much else" these were the words he often used to describe himself in his head. For years he had followed a simple routine, wake up, eat, go to work, be bored at work, go home, wish other ponies talked to him, go to sleep. But with the sudden appearance of a being that he has no clue who, or what, is, everything changed

Note: added sex tag so nobody could complain about any dirty jokes or euphemisms I use.

Also added comedy tag 'cause apparently some people find my dreadful jokes amusing.