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Adventures in Equestria Part 3Butterscotch's Adventures in Equestria Part 3 starring Butterscotch Sundae and some magical little ponies, including a certain Princess of the Moon
Together Pinkie and I hurried over the surface of the moon towards Luna's castle, the glittering golden sand puffing up with each step we took. We soon left the field of polished black glass behind us, but even so, the castle still seemed an awfully long distance away.
"I thought Princess Luna wasn't on the moon anymore," I said. "Did something happen between her and Princess Celestia again?"
"Oh, Princess Luna doesn't have to stay here, silly!" laughed Pinkie. "She just feels more comfy here than in Equestria." She brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered conspiratorially. "Just between you and me I think she's still a teeny bit embarrassed about that whole 'Nightmare Moon' thing!" When Pinkie said 'Nightmare Moon' her eyes went wide and her face was lit from below like that of an actor in a B-grade horror movie
Luna's Socks - Part 1Luna's Socks - Part 1 starring Twilight Sparkle and the Princesses Celestia and Luna
"It's absolutely wonderful to have you back home, my faithful student," Princess Celestia said to Twilight as she walked with her along the corridor that would lead to the East Wing of Canterlot Castle where the guest rooms were. "I've missed you terribly, you know."
Twilight suppressed a squeal of delight. The Princess had missed her? Oh, the things she wanted to say in reply but all she could was blush crimson and whisper, in a voice embarrassingly heavy with emotion: "I've missed you too, Princess "
"It's such a shame that you can't stay in your old tower," Celestia continued as they passed a series of huge stained-glass windows interspersed with tapestries thousands of years old portraying the history of Equestria. "I'm afraid the renovations are really quite untimely."
"It's alright, Princess," Twilight replied, looking at each of the tapestries thoughtfully as they passe
Much Ahoof About Nothing Part 2Much Ahoof About Nothing Part 2 starring Princess Celestia and her faithful student Twilight Sparkle
by Butterscotch Sundae
"Rainbow?" Applejack said, frowning in disbelief. "Rainbow Dash? Really?"
Rarity nodded. "Oh darling, it suddenly occurred to me while I was chatting with Twilight over tea this morning. She said she felt as if she was missing something, and I suggest that it was somepony she was missing, rather. And when I suggested it was young Spike, she laughed. But then I remembered that Rainbow was also out of town. As you know, she's in Canterlot at the moment helping the Wonderbolts with the Spring Moon Festival performance that rather striking Spitfire has a marvellous aerial spectacle in store for the Princess Luna, I hear."
"Ah dunno, Rarity," said Applejack. "Ah mean, Twi and Rainbow? What do those two even have in common?"
"Oh, Applejack," sighed Rarity, lifting a soft forehoof and placing it on the muscular withers of her lover. "I do so love you
Bunfight at Sugarcube CornerThe Bunfight at Sugarcube Corner starring Braeburn Apple aka The Mysterious Stranger
Celestia's sun was high in a boiling summer sky the day the Braeburn galloped into Ponyville, his hooves and vest brown with the dust of his long journey. He parted the sweaty strands of his amber fringe and tipped back his Stetson as he looked over the little town. The streets were deserted, and every house had its doors and windows tightly shut.
Ponyville was a ghost town. Now just where was everypony?
He stepped out into the town square as the clock on the Town Hall rang eleven in sonorous chimes like the beating of a solitary heart. A lone tumbleweed rolled through the square and Braeburn suddenly wondered:
Why is that you only ever see a tumbleweed when there's nopony else about?
He was walking past an abandoned flower-cart, its contents of gorgeous roses still on display, when a forehoof suddenly darted out from behind the cart and beckoned to him.
"Quick!" whispered t
The Party Hasn't Ended Part 12The Party Hasn't Ended Concludes Part 2: Rainbow Dash starring Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash and all the other colourful and magical little ponies of Ponyville
"Wake up, Pinkie Pie!" Dash sobbed. Her head lay on the little earth pony's unmoving chest, tears streaming from her eyes and soaking her pink coat. "I love you. I love you!"
Outside the black storm raged unabated, the shrieking winds whipping around the Library, the great tree creaking and groaning as if it would splinter apart at any moment, the rain pouring against the windows as if they were trapped in the course of a surging torrent. But none of the ponies inside could hear any of it: all they could hear was the soft sobbing of their friend, and her desperate, unanswered prayers. They all watched, heartbroken, in silence except for the soft weeping of Spike, whose face was still buried in Twilight's chest, unable to look at either Dash or Pinkie.
"Wake up, you stupid, stupid little pony!" Dash yelled suddenly. She
Adventures in Equestria Part 4Butterscotch's Adventures in Equestria Part 4 starring Butterscotch Sundae, Princess Luna and about a dozen other magical little ponies
Luna stepped onto the podium and cast her huge cheerful green eyes across the assembled guests.
"Thank you all so much for coming!" she began. "I know the party's only just started, but I thought I'd like to get all the formalities out of the way first, if I may." She turned to the old silver-maned butler standing beside her and looked at him with mock exasperation. "Apparently it's compulsory that every royal engagement have a formal component to it!"
The butler nodded once, his serene expression unchanged.
Luna turned back and continued. "I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to formally thank the Elements of Harmony for their courageous efforts on my behalf. You all risked your lives to undo the great evil that my jealousy and selfishness had wrought and prevented a titanic disaster from befalling our beloved Equestria. So let
The Party Hasn't Ended Part 6The Party Hasn't Ended Part 6 starring Twilight Sparkle and a special guest star
"I do hope Rarity and the fillies are OK " thought Twilight as she battled her way through the driving rain. "I don't want to imagine what damage Applebloom and her friends have done to the boutique by now, stuck inside out of this storm!"
Her hooves splashed up muddy water as she trotted, soaking her legs, while about her the storm continued to ravage the little town. Trees bent in the growling winds and the rain was now almost a vertical wall that she had to struggle through. The umbrella she had brought from the library had long since been blown out of her telekinetic grip, and had spiralled off into the deepening darkness.
Twilight was almost at Rarity's boutique when a pony came rushing up to her out of the gloom. It was Nurse Mercy, the head of the Ponyville hospital, and she was in such a hurry that she almost ran straight into the unicorn pony.
"Oh, Twilight Sparkle!" Mercy shout
The Party Hasn't Ended Part 11The Party Hasn't Ended Concludes Part 1: Pinkie Pie
The next thing Pinkie saw was Twilight Sparkle's face, contorted in absolute horror, gaping at her.
"Pinkie Pie," Twilight whispered, her violet eyes wide and staring. "What what have you done?"
"What are you talking about, Twilight?" asked Pinkie. She saw that she was in Sugarcube Corner and in front of her was a still-steaming batch of cupcakes fresh out of the oven. "I'm just making cupcakes!"
Twilight's sickened gaze switched from Pinkie to somewhere over her shoulder - and then her mouth slipped open in silent scream at what she saw. Pinkie turned in shock and saw something on one of the work benches the sight was so inexplicable that it took her several heartbeats to realise it was a Pegasus pony, lying on its side.
"Rainbow Dash?" Pinkie whispered. The Pegasus pony was lying on her side and her face wasn't visible, but her unique multi-coloured mane identified her without a doubt. But she wasn't moving
The Party Hasn't Ended Part 7The Party Hasn't Ended Part 7 starring Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie and all the inhabitants of Ponyville
Twilight was still lying on the floor of the library, but Dash and Pinkie were no longer beside her and Zecora and the others were nowhere to be seen. She stood up and as she did she noticed that sunlight was streaming in through the windows. She opened the door to the library and looked outside. It was a beautiful sunny day. A light breeze ruffled her mane, while above her fluffy white clouds floated serenely against the blue vault of a summer sky.
"Is... is this really a dream?" she wondered. But it all seemed so real! Twilight didn't know what she'd been expecting gloomy forests, twisted buildings, labyrinthine streets filled with grotesque illusions maybe?
She was about to go outside when she stepped on something lying on the floor. It was an envelope! She floated it up for a closer look.
To Twilight Sparkle! From your bestest friend forever, Pinkie Pie!<
STORY: Luna's Socks - Deluxe Edition
Luna's Socks - Deluxe Edition
Starring Twilight Sparkle and Princesses Celestia and Luna
Written in collaboration between Butterscotch Sundae and Foxxy Hooves
It had been many many pony generations since the clacking and clattering of young hooves had regularly enlivened the halls of Canterlot Castle, and Princess Celestia knew it. Even in the best of times there was more arthritic creakings of limbs from stiff and stiffening old diplomats and dignitaries than ponies at play, and sometimes she wondered if the life were going out of the old place.
But now the hammer and nails had come out and the constant buzz and flutter of pegasuses around the old south tower had stirred in the Princess memories of livelier days of fun and play in the wide marble halls, and that is how an invitation made its way from her study to the Ponyville Publick Library. The Princess had spent many weeks anticipating her student's arrival and the evening finally came late on
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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