Being a new kid at a private school is hard. Lucky for you, it's easy to blend into the crowd and lose yourself to the music that makes you feel at home. However, that doesn't mean you wouldn't like someone to talk to during lunch.
Welcome, my little pony, to the happy home I've carved out far beneath the earth. Please forgive the mess, guests don't drop by very often and I've been here in the dark alone for so many, many, many years.
After an almost death experience, Rarity decides to take on a minimalist lifestyle, and gives her prize possession to Sunset as her first step; all in all not a good situation if we're being honest.
Every second Wednesday something special appears at the second-hoof store, something that just might turn Ditzy’s hope for a fresh start in Ponyville into the career of her dreams.
Rainbow Dash remembers. She remembers Daddy. Now, more than ever, she knows what needs to be done. There are no oceans too large, no continents too vast, no lengths too great that will stop her from making a return: the Return of His Little Dashie.
After learning about a secret "Continue Screen" that exists beyond death, Twilight Sparkle is even more surprised to find she can change her world's difficulty. Hard Mode is hard for a reason, Twilight.
Adagio has lost all direction and ambition in her life and is constantly sliding in and out of depression. After yet another sleepless night, she visits her favorite coffee shop to think about what she really wants.
(2nd Person) This is a story of how you, Anon, 16-years-old and a new student at Canterlot High School got involved in the 1st Annual Interschool Sports Competition, along with your captain Rainbow Dash and others. Will your team be victourious?
Sunset has been in the human world for so long she's almost forgotten the taste of her favorite food, but an encounter with a few of Applejack's hay bales incites an uncontrollable urge within her to indulge in her old pony pastime.
What if the pony you loved came to Earth? Like actually? Not the shows-up-on-your-doorstep kind. The you'll-never-even-get-to-meet-her kind. She's here, all you've ever wanted is here, but this isn't a fantasy. Reality is lot more bitter.
Created by nothingtoseehere
