The train had been full when they left Union Station, and her coach had been full of life. She overheard conversations and watched as the world whizzed by.

Now she's the only one left in the coach and it's dark outside. What was once lively and scenic is no longer.

This is an entry into the John Cage 4'33" Inspired Story Contest

A rainy night, two semis yet to arrive and a train scheduled as well . . . guarding doesn't just mean keeping the miscreants away, but also making sure that those who belong do get in.

And after that, the yard is hers to protect, and she is the night.

An entry into the John Cage 4'33" Inspired Story Contest

This story is a sequel to Unity 2: Why is This Still a Thing?

Oh boy it's April First again and y'all know what that means! It's time to join our favorite ponies on another adventure through Equestria and points beyond!

They'll meet archers and zombies and Parisians and for the very first time Kit Kat will meet Chell. They'll find a powerful artifact and discover the magic of Domino's pizza tracker, and Buttercup will get his chance to drive a truck! Amethyst shoots a gun.

Amethyst shoots lots of guns.

Be amazed as a pony does laundry! Watch in horror as another franchise gets shoehorned into this fic—you'll never guess which one! Buy the merch before it's too late!

The cover art is not related . . . or is it?

Trigger warnings: Humans, anthros, the French.

Nopony in town paid much attention to the antiquated farm wagon on runners piled high with a cargo concealed under an old tarp—but Spuds did. What could be piled so high, and yet light enough that a pair of teenage siblings could tow it?

One mystery was solved as the tarp came off at the mercantile, but that led to more questions, and presently a tour of the homestead was arranged, and Spuds learned not only how wicker is harvested, but also what kind of pony harvests the thatching for his roof and makes the broaches that hold it to the rafters . . . and also make the laundry pegs that hold his sheets and blankets on the clothes line.

An entry for the No Dialogue contest
Pre-read by AlwaysDressesInStyle

This story is a sequel to Singles Awareness Day

Every month, Cinder Glow turns the calendar forward, but in December there are no more months to advance. Turns out that the kirin count in moons and don't have a new year's celebration.

She's on board with learning how humans celebrate the new year, complete with a faux internet fireplace and the obligatory New York City ball drop.

All year, a malevolent creature watches and judges ponies, and as winter falls it rises from its torpor. On the longest night of the year, it swoops down and renders its verdict on all the fillies and colts of Equestria and there is nothing that they can do to stop it.

None of the adults see a problem with this, but Cozy Glow does, and she's determined to stop it, or at least avoid it.

Written for Equimorto for Jinglemas 2024

Now with a Russian translation by NovemberDragon:
Ponyfiction
The Herd
gDocs (for that old-timey vibe)

Normally I hate delays caused by roadwork, but not this time. This time I followed a paint convoy for an hour.

Not because painting road stripes was that interesting, but because of who—or what—was picking up the cones.

Broomfield is a town that's going places. They've got a railroad now, which will make the town grow . . . but brings along a new problem: ponies not being aware of the train coming.

What they really need is a gate to prevent ponies from crossing in front of the train, but a gate means that somepony has to control it.

Consumer's Energy has over 2550 miles of transmission pipeline. Every year, it's inspected by people on the ground and by airplanes and drones.

And now, a pegasus.

The harvest season is about more than just bringing the crops in from the field: many of them need further processing.

Newfangled threshers can make short work of that task, but nopony in Ponyville has enough bits to afford one. However, if all the farmponies work together—and the whole town besides—a rented thresher can process all the grain in a few days.