With the Helping Hooves Concert in their rearview, Applejack and Coloratura decide to catch up a bit before she has to leave. Before either can move on, though, some feelings need to be put out in the open.

Thanks to Steel Resolve, ZOMG, and Timaeus for prereading!

Cloudchaser is a perfectly normal pegasus pony living in Ponyville who never put much thought into love and romance.

When Cloudchaser and her sister Flitter are called upon to assist the pegasi of Ponyville for rainy season, the plucky pegasus steps up to do the best she can. But a chance encounter with a certain dark grey pegasus will change her whole outlook on life, love, and everything in between.

Cloudchaser/Thunderlane fic from Cloudchaser's perspective.

New Cover Image! It's a mock-up, but you get the picture! Made by yours truly.

Sequel! "Stormy Skies"

Rose doesn't like math, until a strange, fez-wearing stallion shows up at her door.

A short fic based on a quote I heard from watching nine hours of Doctor Who in a row. The Doctor mentions going back in time to help Rose Tyler with her homework, and naturally that idea was just too cute to resist.

The Doctor refers to Rose as his "RoseLuck" because it was an idea in an early headcanon of mine to explain the name confusion of Rose/RoseLuck.

Will do a more serious edit and make it less of a load of crap later, because I was pushed for the word limit and I'm pressed with homework at the moment.

Cover image by moi. :3

Nurse Redheart is a young nurse working at Ponyville Hospital. She's done a very good job of it, too, but her superior believes her bedside manner is lacking. Forced to take a week-long vacation, Redheart struggles with finding herself without anything to do and without what she believes is her purpose.

When a young mare ends up in the hospital with an injury, Redheart is called back to take care of her. When an old flame returns to her life, Redheart finds herself conflicted between the feelings she has for him and the memories of what happened before. While initially happy to get back to work, Redheart finds these two revealing something in her that wasn't there before, something that will make her re-figure her priorities in life.

Because there's not enough Redheart fiction. Ever. And I've been meaning to use her in a fic for a while.
Oi... I liked the other one better, but I changed back the title.

Rated Teen for sensuality, suggestive moments, somewhat heavy alcohol usage, and some language.

Like and favorite if you enjoy, and leave a comment with specifics about what you like/don't like.

Naturally, most would think that having a destiny of good luck would be something wonderful. Who wouldn't love winning every competition? Who wouldn't love never having to worry about finding a job? Who wouldn't love to have everything handed to them without having to work at it?

One pony would beg to differ with this sentiment. Lucky Clover is a colt that has lived such a life, a life that has become more of a curse than a blessing. What once seemed to be great has turned into a nightmare, for being lucky all of the time does not necessarily mean life will be a simple trot in the park. On the contrary, it can present challenges that most would never face.

[A/N] I think I might have seen a story like this before, centered on a pony with perpetual luck, but I've decided to roll with this idea and give a story (with some background) to one of the most under-represented background ponies in this fandom.

With that said, I hope you enjoy. :)

Edited by: Twi-Guy

Story Slightly Inspired by: Every Thorn Has its Rose

It's been a long year since Soarin and Braeburn went their separate ways due to Soarin's work, and somehow every opportunity for the two to meet up was canned in one way or another. They keep in touch through letters, trying to keep their pathways of life entangled no matter how far apart they remain. What either pony was half-expecting to be a simple week of passion and discovery grew, in a way, through this connection. But still, it's not enough. This becomes clear when Braeburn's letters one day cease to arrive.

My name is Canvas. I remember because I wrote it in the corner of the white box. It takes twelve steps to get from the cot to the wall. And the lights hurt my eyes.

(Note: The story isn't in color because I decided to try this without the gimmick! But I still recommend reading the GDocs version.)

A story of romance, affection, right, and wrong. A stallion named Braeburn will find where he truly belongs.

The world coltcuddler has been floating around the town of Appleloosa as of late, and it always comes around to the earth pony named Braeburn, who himself has since denied any accusations, despite the townsfolk's disbelief, harsh words, and actions toward him. Three months is a long time to go without a single friend in sight....

Denial is a new word however, and the the strange light blue pegasus named Soarin decided to use this when Braeburn insisted he wasn't interested in colts after meeting in a bar. The pegasus doesn't say where he's from or why he is passing by, accoring to him, he only wanted apples, and is now expecting a one sided promised date from the earth pony!

The truth soon falls into place, and Braeburn is faced with one of the hardest things anypony has ever done. Facing the truth as the war in his head between right and wrong rage on.

All he wanted was a drink...

A tad fluffy, but there is plot somewhere... trust me...

A little piece of fluff about how two friends started dating, thanks to an ill-timed slip of the tongue.

Cover Image © the impeccable Equestria-Prevails
Made for The Batpony Writeoff on EQD
Update: Second Place! Congrats to Ponydora Prancypants for getting First!

Life is hard to deal with. Whether the problems are internal, or external, it's never easy. Finding a good outlet for your problems is a good way to reduce the stress of life, but when the outlet is another pony, with problems of her own, you may find your own problems taking an unwarranted backseat to theirs.