Anon is tired of Twilight's questions. Twilight isn't tired of asking questions. Chaos ensues.
Anonymous, the only human in Equestria, has long had to place a limit on the number of questions Twilight can ask about humans. Thing is, Twilight clearly needs to know about human adrenaline. Obviously, the only solution is to rope the whole town into a huge scheme to get him to use it.
Many a young stallion wanders Equestria, searching for himself and taking up odd jobs along the way. A cranberry bog and a mare named Foxberry might be one stallion's destiny . . . there's only one little thing that might keep them apart.
Cranberries are delicious, but they come at a terrible cost.
Turns out the bureaucracy has no idea how to deal with Flurry Heart either.
First you're born, and then you're recorded in triplicate. The end of labor is the start of a very long paper trail, because nopony can exist without being documented. Sending copies of a new foal's documents to the Herdbook Registry is perfectly normal. And of course, in order to make sure there's nothing strange going on, that paperwork gets reviewed. Which is done by bureaucrats who establish absolute control inside their office while having no idea of what's happening in the actual world. So as far as they're concerned, the forms associated with somepony named 'Flurry Heart'...
Don't tell them. It's funnier if they find out on their own.
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Ember has pony friends, she totally does! Just... don't ask what their names are.
What's the deal with ponies? Squint just a little and you can't tell one from the next. Ember doesn't even need to squint to get the effect. Who would have guessed that a Dragonlord would have problems that needed more than just an application of violence?
The best part of being in Equestria is cuddling ponies. During a heatwave, ponies don't want to cuddle. Creative thinking is required.
There is nothing to compare to the comfort factor of a fluffy unicorn in the wintertime. Pony body temperature is naturally higher than a human's to begin with, and then there was the fur to consider. Cami's winter coat gave her maximum fluff.
Starlight and Trixie have a debate concerning their relationship to Twilight
Starlight and Trixie enjoy spending time with one another, and often they will just spend entire afternoons having pleasant conversations together. One such afternoon brings just such a talk, as the two mares decide to finally settle, once and for all, the ultimate question. Who was really Twilight's arch-enemy?
After a long day of flight practice with Scootaloo, Rainbow Dash teaches the filly a little about preening.
After a long day of flight practice with Scootaloo, Rainbow Dash discovers the filly knows next to nothing about preening and takes it upon herself to teach her.
Warning: May Contain Feels and/or D'aww moments.
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"I just want to help." It was a simple voicing of concerns about the Lunar Princess. Steel Heart had no idea such a request would turn his life upside down in more ways than one, let alone almost give him a concussion.
Everyone wears a mask. For the rulers of Equestria, that mask must be impeccable for their subjects. Only around their guards can the two Princesses relax ever so slightly, occasionally showing that they are just as fallible as any other creature. For one Princess, the burdens of her own mind begin to make the mask crack. However, when Private Steel Heart notices that it is, in fact, the pony underneath the mask that is beginning to splinter, he offers to help.
He had no idea such help would first involve getting attacked with a large brush.
Warning: Involves slow-burn romances, lots of feelings, comforting moments, adorable affectionate gestures, lethal amounts of fluff, feel-good auras, and a deadly combing implement. Takes place around Season 8-9 (ish)
It's been thirty years since Princess Twilight's coronation. Equestria, now with an abundance of heroes, has pretty much become as peaceful as its ever been—and with Luster Dawn coming to full grips with the magic of friendship, Twilight can finally relax.
At least, she would if it weren't for Cozy Glow escaping from her prison every other day.
