Your sandwich. Your lovely, obviously succulent sandwich is finally done.

Then Rarity eats it.

Math is simple. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and so on.

Ponies are not simple. They don't add up like regular numbers do, and just because one answer is four and the other is one does not mean the bigger number is necessarily greater.

Twilight experiences this inequality first hoof when one friend is pitted against four, and she is forced to choose a side, whether she wants to or not.

This story is officially cancelled. You can read my thoughts about it and why this happened here.

Spike answers the phone and hits it off with a mare who dialed the wrong number.

Apparently, fate has a funny way of healing broken hearts.

Note: Inspiration drawn from the amazing show 6teen. If you want a good show that revolves around character interaction, you should watch it.

Twilight Sparkle is practicing transformation spells one day when she messes up and unintentionally kills a good friend. What is Twilight to do now? How can she live with herself?

This is meant to be a short little story so I'm sorry if the description is short >.<

After Midna, the Twilight Princess, returned to the Twilight Realm and destroyed the Mirror of Twilight in the process, Link continues to travel around the land of Hyrule. One year has passed, and our hero in green revisits the Sacred Grove in Faron Woods where the legendary Master Sword resides. As he looks at the blade and all the events that was associated with it, a portal forms above him. He is sucked into the portal along with the Master Sword and later finds himself in a grassy field.

This story takes place after the events of The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess.
ALL RIGHTS TO NINTENDO
COVER PHOTO BY NINTENDO
This is my first story so be gentle.

Twilight loved visiting Canterlot castle's royal library. The library received new books often, making every visit like a new adventure in her literary mind. She was almost jumping with joy when she saw the tall book cases containing the latest information written from many of the highly intellectual individuals in Equestria. In a matter of minutes, she had a cart full of books that sparked her never-ending interest. Turning the corner to the next shelf, she froze.

Standing in front of the shelf was a tall creature with piercing blue eyes, battle-aged gold armor, and a large, worn out halberd leaning against the shelf. It was reading a book intently. The creature sensed the frozen pony's presence, and turned its head. Its eyes locked on to Twilight's.

"Hello. How do you do?"

Cover art credit to Raptorbane's deviantART
Big thanks to my editor, Word Worthy.

Years had past since Twilight Sparkle had gone missing. Many had speculated that she was kidnapped, some thought she could not take her new role as princess and ran away. Others had theorized that she was kidnapped by changelings in revenge to what happened at her brothers royal wedding.

Now, just past of all hope being lost for her return she is found in the middle of the lake. Yet, even though she is found, could she still be lost? Can her friends reach her in time, or is Twilight doomed to a fate worse than death?

Artwork is done by: sharpieboss
and is used with his permission.

Diplomacy has failed. Six years have passed Equestria's crowning of the princess of friendship, ushering in a supposed unprecedented age of peace and harmony. The concept of warfare is, to most ponies, nothing more than an unfathomable legend. They have let their guard down.

An unknown enemy has seized the opportunity to attack Equestria with terrifying new weapons of war, bent on taking the fertile land and restoring an ancient order. The valiant efforts of the Royal Guard have given Princess Twilight and her arcane scientists time to research and develop a response to their attackers, and the time has come for that response to be implemented. Utilizing weapons and tactics borrowed from another world, five squads under the command of Princess Luna will infiltrate the forests of the Equestrian Northwest to destroy a revolutionary magical matrix that Twilight refers to as the "radio" - a tool that allows enemy ponies to communicate across vast distances instantly.

Nightmare Two is comprised of three foalhood friends who, rather than be separated from each other in the draft, volunteer to become one of the five Nightmare squads. With their bodies forever altered to suit the needs of their mission, the three young mares join legions of ponies armed with powerful weapons to partake in a horrifying new breed of warfare - Equestria's first in over one thousand years.

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Heads up, folks. If you wouldn't mind leaving a comment alongside the thumbs-down, I'd appreciate it. This is my first foray into fan fiction and although it's a hobby I nonetheless wish to get better. :)

Got some FAQ's for you guys as well!

- Alternate universe in which the events of "Crusaders of the Lost Mark" did not occur. (As much as I loved it! :D)

- Numerical age tends to vary with headcanon, but the CMC here were just getting started with their adult lives when the draft went into effect.

- The war is pony v. pony, utilizing firearms and the Equestrian equivalent of a tank. The underlying headcanon is that ponies used firearms similar to muskets and tracked armored vehicles akin to our tanks in times of old, and what the enemy currently employs is essentially the natural progression of these technologies.

- There are no real-world weapons or equipment i.e. "Panzer IV," or "M16 assault rifle." Particularly acute details such as the caliber of weapons are also absent.

- Technology is based on that of WWI with some WWII elements. Firearms are primarily bolt-action.

- The "radio" spell matrix functions as what we know to be a radio, but is not identical.

- All four of a Night Mare's legs are permanently replaced by the augments.

- Night Mares are female. Stallions proved unable to properly animate the limbs.

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Hold up, now - fanart? You guys rock. Like, for real. Thanks a lot!

1. A great YouTube video coming from The_Pegasus_Box. Thanks, bud!
Check it out!

2. Click here for the collection on DArt.

3. https://derpibooru.org/740375?scope=scpeac921b191f688d04521575f31608785cbc3bbaa1
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In an ideal world no one cries. In most pony's world ponies cry, they weep and feel sorrow. They feel pain but there's always someone there: a parent, friend or even a pet. In my world ponies cry, ponies weep, ponies feel sorrow. I feel pain. That's it. Nopony is there for me, no friends, no family, not even the stray cat at the end of the street. No one. I didn't choose this life, it didn't choose me. It just happened. No pony understands, maybe they do, maybe not, it doesn't matter. Either way no pony cares. When I cried they didn't cry back. So shouldn't I continue this tradition?

First time trying to write first-person narrative that changes each chapter and second time writing fanfiction. Please no hate, but constructive criticism welcome. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MY LITTLE PONY OR HASBRO
If any one reading this knows of a better cover image then please alert me.
Teen for language and slight gore.
I have chosen to reveal the plot as I doubt I shall continue writing. Hope you enjoy!

Something is on its way to Equestria, and it's forced the Dragon Empress to seek help from none other than the Princesses. The Empress has labelled Equestria's threat as a Praetorian, the last of a breed of dragon exterminated for their potential to destroy all that was natural in the world. Now, the last one has its sights set on Equestria. It's purpose unknown, but presumed not good, they further learn that the power of this one supersedes all previous records. It is an Alpha Praetor. The apex predator among the species.

Yet the hero of the day may be somepony we least expected, or some dragon.

Theme Song: Starset - It Has Begun

Image belongs to onyxprince

Voices

Spike: Liam O'Brien

Ditzy Doo: Tabitha St. Germaine

Praetorian/D: Kate Mulgrew

Dragon Empress: Cherilyn Sarkisian