Sky Stinger and his best friend elected not to go home for Hearth's Warming, for various reasons. Luckily, the Wonderbolts' celebration provides all the holiday spirit they need. There are things to be said between the two and, by the end of it, their relationship may never be the same.

Sky certainly hopes so.

Written for Darkblaze15 for Jinglemas 2023. This was a blast to write!

Picture, if you will, the most mundane of existences that could ever be imagined on our planet. What you just thought up was probably very much like my own, happy, regular, uninteresting-in-every-possible-way life. Simply mix in a healthy dose of 'staying away from women or romance of any kind at all costs' and you've got it down pat.

Well, that didn't last long.

I guess all that boring-ness was saved up in some cosmic karma pool or something, because I've suddenly woken up in a strange pony land where everything's flip-flopped and I'm treated like a helpless child. And all with a new body, to boot!

Joy of all joys.

Hi, my name's Heath. Here's my story.

RGRE

This narrative is essentially the culmination of everything I've wanted to see happen in similarly-themed stories but never did. It is my belief that perhaps the best reason for writing a story is that you really want to read one that has not yet been written. That was certainly the case for Libero.

In any case, I won't spoil too much, but the purposeful lack of Comedy, Human, or Slice Of Life tags should be indication enough that this fic will not be following the path of its predecessors.

Updates will likely be very sparse, as that's just the kind of writer I am.

Deep in the cosmos there flies a solitary starship, drifting aimlessly and without purpose to the chagrin of the thousands of passengers inside.

Among those many escapees is Roseluck, a criminal whose hidden secrets could doom every creature on board. She won't stop, though, for her crimes are crimes of passion and a driving need that no law could ever hope to staunch.

This is her story.

An honorable mention in "The New Blood" contest hosted by Bean's Writing Group.

Usually, the remarkably few orphanages that dot Equestria only hold onto their young inhabitants for a few weeks, perhaps months at most.

That isn't the case for Bright Wish, who has lived in one of Trottingham's many such buildings for far too long. Maybe his faked happy attitude is too obvious, or his disfigurement too appalling. There are plenty of explanations he's come up with over the years.

Tonight, after his most recent blunder, the colt has resolved to find the answer to this plight.

Even though he isn't at all prepared to face it.

An entry to A Thousand Words Contest II under the Drama category.

I'm Twilight, and I was chosen for something, but I just don't know what.

All I know is that I've lived here for quite some time; enough that my memories of what came before are getting foggy.

I also know that I need to leave.

I need to go before they get me.

Before the princess finds me.

And, most urgently of all, before I find myself.

Pound Cake spends Hearth's Warming Eve with his fillyfriend, Flurry Heart.

Flurry Heart is an alicorn.

Alicorns love only one thing more than sugar:

Snuggling.

This can only end in fuzz.

(And candy, but mostly fuzz.)

Written for Kikio3000 for Jinglemas 2022. I hope she and you find it an enjoyable read!

Luna finds a note from a secret admirer of hers. Can this romance succeed or is it doomed to tragic failure?

I figured I'd try my hand at poetry for a change of pace. I've always wanted to attempt such a thing.

This piece is greatly inspired by a page of dropped verse I found on the ground some time ago. I found it beautiful, if short, and began immediately wondering how I could incorporate it into some horse words. Hopefully, I do the original justice, and you don't find my words hoarse.

When Princess Twilight Sparkle founded the School Of Friendship, she sent out invitations for all kinds of species to send a member to attend and learn the ins and outs of camaraderie, one of which was the breezies.

Finally, after untold years of preparation, they are ready to send one such ambassador.

May Faust have mercy on his tiny soul.

Princess Twilight Sparkle had transformed dramatically through the years since she moved to Ponyville, but one thing that never changed was her scholarly heart. It has always been a habit of hers, good or bad, that she never lets a question lie without doing her absolute best to answer it.

For weeks now, one such question in particular has gripped her mind in a strangle-hold, and refuses to leave the forefront of it. The princess of Equestria has finally had enough, and at long last is ready to mollify her mind's demands.

A one-shot containing but one of my many personal theories regarding the enigma of Cozy Glow.

Harmony is dead.

After a long, desperate war, the vile ponies have finally conquered the last shreds of resistance anycreature had to offer. But as their crushed enemies are taken to their homeland in chains and cages, hope, the antithesis to ponykind, remains in the form of three individuals.

Together, they Hope to take back their lands. They Hope to rebel against the wicked ponies. They Hope to free the world, and return Harmony to it...somehow. These days, Hope is all they have left.

But at least they have each other, and with friendship, anything is possible.