One of the positive things about being enlisted in the Solar Guard is all the mares Rainbow Dash could possibly chase after.

A negative? The one she's really after is in the Lunar Guard, and she's pretty… batty.

Cover art by silbersternenlicht on Derpibooru.
Pre-read by Not Enough Coffee.
Proofread and edited by Dreams of Ponies and AAIQU.
Winner in the 2017 Thestral Writing Competition and 2nd place in the 4th Flutter-Dash Contest.
Featured 10/20/17 - 10/24/17.
With an audio reading!

Given My Little Pony's massive success, Twilight Sparkle decides it's high time for both the Princesses to have a show all their own: a spinoff.

Now if only Celestia or Luna had any idea how to write a real show.

Twilight began to realize at about midnight that her musing was asking more questions than it answered, but perhaps that was the point. So, maybe she wouldn't actually solve all the mysteries of love in one night, or two, or five, or a lifetime, but maybe it was about the journey, and not the answers.

Or maybe it was just the crappy coffee talking.

Twilight goes downstairs for a midnight snack during a bout of insomnia and steps right over the edge of her own accepted reality into something inexplicable.

Rainbow Dash is having another baby... and the delivery isn't going that fine. In order to make sure their first daughter, Fire Swift, not to worry too much (and him as well), Soarin tells her how they fell in love and the disaster that almost happened on the day of their wedding.

Warning! Contains small spoilers from The Movie

Cover art by Kikirdcz

It sucks being a phone operator at a rift in time and space, but somepony has to do it. Pinkie gets paid in Spacebucks, after all, and those must be worth something somewhere, right?

It has been a year since I last saw her when she appeared on my doorstep, strangeness in her eyes and a mumbling under her voice.

She asked for my help to investigate a peculiar object, which once held an odd ancient magic. But it's benign now, she said.

It's benign now.

Rainbow Dash just wants somepony to read her manuscript now, not 'later'. (Which we all know means never.)

Love is a like a garden, Rarity had always known that. You had to take care of the garden that was love: water it with affection, weed out petty fears, nurture the timid intimacies. But the weeds that suffocate the flowers and feast on the trees can strike with little warning even when the utmost care is taken. The rot of despair can eat away at the green no matter how much love is poured into a relationship.

Rainbow deals with the possibility of a flightless future in the aftermath of a brush with death with help from Rarity. Many waters cannot quench love; perhaps not even crippled wings can dampen it for long.

(Sequel to Where the Sun is Silent. You do not really have to have read that story to enjoy this one. Know only that Rainbow and company were pawns in the sick games of an elder god of chaos and that she was seriously injured.)

After bumping into a rude pony from flight school, Rainbow tells a rather large lie to save face.

Shouldn't have did that, Dashie.

A two part story.