Even though it's late at night, Twilight Sparkle is wide awake and immersed in her... Let's call it work. That is, until a certain earth pony shows up, with a big problem on her hooves.

Warning: Contains some spoilers from episode 19: Putting your Hoof down

Note: As you may have already guessed this is TwiPie fic, but not really a romantic shipping fic (hence no romance tag). It still is a teeny-tiny itty-bitty shippish. Not the “OMG, let's make out and have some magical babies” shippish. Not even “I love her, and she doesn't notice it, sob, sob” shippish. More like “There is some really good air between them, that could lead to future developments, but neither of them notice it yet” shippish. Really, really mild. Or so I think...
But just in case there is someone who absolutely hate anything – and I mean anything – even vaguely considered a ship I'm putting this warning here.

What happens when ponies know five small words that can abruptly stop any conversation and state that they really don't care? (CONTAINS SWEARING AND SEVERAL NO-NO WORDS.)

After a long day of failed attempts at trying to get cutie marks, the Cutie Mark Crusaders see an infomercial that promises to make all of their dreams come true.

Very short story, written in a spur of the moment type deal. Hopefully by the end (or the beginning) you'll get what it's based off.

Sweetie Belle gets curious about where babies come from, so she confronts Rarity about it.

This is the story of a certain pink pony who's decided that she wants to have babies like the Cakes, and of the much-enduring pegasus who must explain to her why that might not exactly be plausible for them. Will either of them succeed in their mostly-noble endeavours? Probably not. Dedicated to device heretic, who gave me the idea. Please don't take this too seriously.

Featured on Equestria Daily, and quickly shaping up to be my lowest-rated story yet!

Spike decides to create a love potion to try and win over Rarity, but this decision soons come to haunt him when he accidentally gives it to Twilight. Creepy stalking ensues.

Throughout all of history, one concept has kept both the written and spoken word from becoming an unintelligible mess. That concept is that most holy of grounds known by some as "grammar." It sets down rules for language to follow, and keeps it free of distortion.

Yet something is wrong. The rules are failing. And only one pony so much as suspects that something is wrong. Something that goes deeper than a simple appearance of errors. Something that could be an attack on the very root of language itself.

After the disastrous invasion of Canterlot, an injured changeling wakes up near a small cottage and is quickly discovered by two of the last ponies she ever wanted to see. Now, with the help of her new "friends," she has to remain undetected in a town high on changeling hysteria that would not hesitate to throw her in the Canterlot dungeons should her true nature be revealed.

Simple, right?

Too bad she couldn't have picked a worse form to stay inconspicuous...

Many thanks to ZuTheSkunk for the cover image!

A famous unicorn artist, now in midlife, shocks her doctor by revealing that the father of her unborn youngster is a teenager. But that's only the beginning: Can there truly be such a thing as trans-species pregnancy?

Rarity feels like she's in a dream. In only a few months, she meets Fancy Pants, and his over-adoring wife Fleur, designs a wedding dress for one of the most exclusive weddings ever, and, best of all, falls in love. However, her dream is about to be shattered. Walking home to the boutique, going to the Library, out to buy some carrots, she catches fleeting glimpses of a mysterious pony figure wherever she goes. If that is bad enough, in the middle of the night she'll get pleading phone calls from an anxious mare, offering warnings and asking for help. She tries to shake it off, but Twilight knows what's up. Something sinister is revolving around Rarity. But who's causing it?

Thanks to LandUnderWave for the idea: http://www.fimfiction.net/user/LandUnderWave