Our hero is known by many names.

His mighty paws have laid numerous foes low.

His eloquent meows echo with the weight of his nobility.

He is the greatest of hunters, the most stalwart of heroes.

Join him for an epic Nightmare Night quest through Ponyville, where he will meet with allies, face down tyrants, and even risk life and limb in the name of true love.

CW: Hairballs

Edited by my lovely wife and Horsetorian

Advance, lunge. Retreat. It's about speed, but no one can run away. Sunset never thought she'd get the chance to show how far she had come, not in this. Her friends were by her side and they'd always be the greatest change in her life, but this was important too.

Changing bodies when she crossed over to the human world was hard enough. It was a challenge to write, and even harder to learn how to play the guitar. But this sport, fencing, felt nigh-impossible to master. But that was years ago.

Feint, disengage, lunge for the feet. Every time it's a lunge, firing the body like a magic blast from a unicorn's horn, only stronger. Every time she could feel the impact. The bending steel, it spoke volumes about how good the hit was.

Canterlot High had only ever had a fencing club, but the Inter-regional Fencing Tournament would be open to every young fencer, including upstart professionals. Schools like Crystal Prep would be sending their own team members, real competitors who lived with a sword in their hand. But none of them had to go through what Sunset did. She'd win for CHS, and finally give back to the one place that had done so much for her.

Sequel: https://www.fimfiction.net/story/414838/a-summers-gift

Cozy Glow dreams within the stone—a dream so deep, so long, and so faint nopony knows about it. Except for Discord. Diving in secret past Morpheus’ jaws, Cozy is Discord’s stone to roll uphill.

Edited by the lovely GaraTheAuthor, proofread by the conscientious Pocketbot.
Credit for the picture goes to Bra1nEater over on Twitter.

Reviewed by Present Perfect on May 28th, 2020, here, by TCC56 on May 12th, 2021, here.

Featured from November 13th to 16th, 2019, and reached 2nd spot in the box. Thank you, readers!

Running across Equestria, a vast network of pipes transfers soup from the mines out West to hungry ponies on the East Coast. Few ponies sitting down to a bowl of fresh cazuela ever think about the soup pipeline.

For Langy, it’s her job. It’s her life.

The soup must flow.

Now with an audio reading by Wonder Gala (on Soundcloud)

Although zebras are united today, this was not always so. Long ago, the zebra tribes were separate and unconcerned with each other. Each tribe managed its own affairs, and the others could go rot for all they cared.

But when an unthinkable calamity upsets the balance of the plains, everyone struggles to survive. One zebra, Maelewano, will take it upon herself to draw the tribes together and support each other, forming the beginnings of what would become Zebrabwe. By ancient tradition, her tale has been directly passed down from one generation to the next across centuries, always in person. And today, it’s your turn to hear her story.

Editor’s note: Due to the corruption inherent in oral tradition and based on what scant archaeological evidence exists, the following is estimated to be roughly 50% history, 25% myth, and 25% hagiography.

Written for Jake the Army Guy's Horseword Extravaganza II and as an experiment for my 50th story.

This story is a sequel to Pamasak-Butas

Garlan, local Manila street food vendor and griffon, sells his wares well into the Christmas season. As December nears, he receives a last-minute letter from his brother Gary: he's coming to Earth along with a couple cousins to spend some Christmas bonding time with Garlan and the family.

With no choice but to accommodate Gary's antics, Garlan puts up with the visit. Perhaps something can be gained from it somehow.

+ A six-chapter fic. Updates every two to one days. Reading of Pamasak-Butas is unnecessary for this story.
+ Thanks to: Beardman for providing a working outline for the idea, Venerable Ro and KorenCZ11 for pre-reading.

Mang Fermin, local Manila street vendor, has died in his sleep. Macario, one of his regular customers, now has to go to work without seeing him and taking a bite of his wares as is tradition. At least there's a new guy with his own food cart, though he's not exactly from around here....

+ A four-chapter story. Daily updates are expected.
+ Pre-read and proofed by Venerable Ro.
+ This is an entry into Admiral Biscuit's Labor Day Challenge/Working Ponies Contest Thing (PoE) bookshelf. Huge thanks to the Biscuit for being the one that pushed me to the edge to write a fic like this.
+ Disclaimer: The photo used and modified in the cover, "[Philippine Day] BBQ", was done and is copyrighted by scion_cho under the CC-BY-2.0 license. Access the original photo here.

After an unlucky Hearts and Hooves Day, Rarity calls the girls together to commiserate over chocolate about their lack of success in romantic endeavours. From zero dates to dates gone wrong, each of them has had their own weird experience with dating.

Then they get to Twilight. And for Twilight, it's... complicated.

One day, Rarity forgets to turn the faucet off.

Then, everypony else begins forgetting things.

When well-respected naturalist Mane Allgood returns to Ponyville, all she wanted to do was leave her work behind, relax and enjoy some quality time with her foals before starting her new job at Twilight's Academy. Her plans are dashed however, when she hears of a new species of ape found brutalized by poachers. Infuriated by the news, Allgood finds a new purpose in helping this creature get back onto her feet, all the while writing a new paper of course.

This new creature, however, might provide Allgood with something even more substantial than just a new animal to write about and care for.

Thanks to Jinzou and TCC56 for editing this story!