Celestia and Luna are cursed blessed with the presence of a Christmas Elf to help them with their holiday celebrations.
This will end in explosions.
Preread by The Sleepless Beholder
"When the dust has cleared, and victory denied; a summit too lofty, river a little too wide. If we keep our pride, though paradise is lost, we will pay the price, but we will not count the cost."
Celestia and Luna are cursed blessed with the presence of a Christmas Elf to help them with their holiday celebrations.
This will end in explosions.
Preread by The Sleepless Beholder
Grand Pear is trying to mend his relationship with the Apples. They're nice enough, but It just feels like it's too little too late, and he wonders if maybe he'd be better off at his house in Vanhoover instead.
Maybe he shouldn't be here at all. They have their ways, and he has his.
Written for Animak for Jinglemas 2023!
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/222289/Animak
Prompt was (Spoilers) :
Hearth's warming tale, focus on Grand Pear spending the holiday with the Apples and tries to secretly help Applejack remake her late mothers special Hearth's warming 'apple butter'
Picture is straight from the Wiki entry for Grand Pear. He just looks so wonderfully unsure.
This story is a sequel to Celestia Takes an Acting Class
Chrysalis had finally managed to escape from her prison. Not an easy task, given how Celestia had kept trying to have them continue their lessons while she was imprisoned, but she'd done it. Now that she was free, although guards were still looking for her, she decided it would have been a good time to pay a visit to the therapist Black Fire had recommended to her.
Celestia had decided to become better at acting. It was a skill that could become useful in the future, and also something she wanted to learn. So she found the most expensive, well-regarded, respected, praised and recommended instructor in all Equestria and arranged a private lesson with her.
She was rather surprised when she found out who her teacher was going to be, and so was her teacher when she found out she would be teaching to Celestia.
Things didn't exactly play out the way they'd planned after that.
“I’ll die without my coat-” Sunset screamed as the knife shot into her shoulder.
“Not my problem!” the unicorn mused, her voice mocking.
A more intense themed holiday story.
Don't worry, happy ending.
Roseluck has decided to move to Ponyville to be with her two sisters. Fed up with city life, she is ready to kick back and enjoy the slow and calm countryside life.
There's just a tiny problem with the house she's looking at buying. It's nothing though. It's really nothing. There's just a lot of closet space — too much closet space.
Is she just overreacting, or is it actually weird to have an endless void in your closet?
Featured 1/15/24 — 1/17/24
Cover art from the MLP CCG — Canterlot Nights #79.
Sunset Shimmer is no spring chicken, that much is for sure. Her best days are a long, long way behind her. Content to live in the human world without settling into any sordid romances, she set her scientific mind to good use, and pursued a career that left the world in a better state than it was when she first arrived. A lifetime ago. But nobody, not even an equine-turned-human, is immune to the passage of time. And as an elderly Sunset settles down to enjoy a quiet evening on the porch of her small cottage, an old friend pays one last visit.
Starlight is Trixie’s friend. And being Trixie’s friend means she deserves a great gift fitting of the great and powerful Trixie herself. But what gift is worthy of such a title? After much deliberation, Trixie realizes that only one gift will suffice.
Too bad it’s still the wrong gift.
Written for GoldenDoodle for Jinglemas 2023
Cover art sourced from some random show screencap on Derpibooru (it’s even got a watermark)
Thanks to Heroic412227 for looking this over.
Excuse me? My name is Discord thank you very much, and I didn't steal Hearth's Warming at all! Honestly, how rude, and not to mention a flagrant instance of shameless clickbating.
Oh whatever. Here's some story about how I "learn" the importance of charity from my dear friend Fluttershy. If only the author were half as pleasant.
No one forced you to take control of the narration.
You did the moment you decided to write a story about me. Really, this is all your fault.
Moving on!
Written for Dafaddah for Jinglemas 2023. We hope you enjoy!
Cover art can be found here.