Why does everyone in Canterville dress so strangely?

When Joanne's parents force her to move to a new town and attend Canterlot High School, she wonders about a lot of things...

Starting with giant robot attacks, "Cutie Mark Emblems," and the local 'hooker boots' footwear style.

Rainbow Dash innocently signs up her friends for an 'escape room' game.

But what if the 'escape room' is really a lab that experiments on human subjects?

What if the mad psychologist who runs the lab decides to change the rules of the game?

I thank for prereading: EileenSaysHi. In fact, this story was a contest prize commission for EileenSaysHi, who chose:

Personalized Commission: SciSet x FlutterPie double date!

In this heist story, Starlight Glimmer gets her hooves on someone else's idea and runs with it.

This story is not a parody of Winston's "The Clever One." This story is a parody of writing a parody of Winston's "The Clever One." Totally different concept.

WHY did Lyra and Bon-Bon make an art film about naked girls playing chess? This film's secret, uncensored "Director's Cut" explains everything.

A fully authorized but unofficial prequel to EileenSaysHi's "Prench Art Film" (link)

Preread by: Secret Artichoke

Is it a cunning heist, or a first date? By the end of the afternoon, both Octavia and Sonata will know the answer.

Maybe they'll even agree on what the answer is.

This story was preread by Nailah; although the way I usually write, some of the preread's positive effects might not start to show up until a few stories later. Thanks, Nailah!

(I made the story image from EG movie frames/screencaps.)

Bon Bon and Lyra celebrate Lyra's birthday. For some reason, Lyra has to wear a blindfold in a completely E-rated way.

Sometimes I think fimfiction.net doesn't have enough "E for Everyone" stories. So when "AtomicClop" wrote an M-rated story about Lyra and her marefriend, I asked for permission to write a squeaky-clean adaptation suitable for children.

To make the story E-rated, I did have to change a few things.

If any commenters spoil the end, I make no promises about whether Lyra or Bon Bon will come do something gross to that box of very special oats you were saving.