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Every Friday, from five in the afternoon to eleven at night, Pinkie Pie did volunteer work. It wasn’t anything special, but she loved doing it anyway. She liked to help. Three girls waited by their school’s exit, as students often did when classes had ended for the week. The chatter of adolescents on the cusp of adulthood filled the air, every single one of them preoccupied with one of the most crucial details of their lives: what to do during the weekend. “Personally,” said Rarity, leaning…- 5.4 K • Oneshot
~ ⚫ ~ “Do you want to find your soulmate?” “I… I guess?” “You ‘guess’?” “Well, I mean, I want to see in colors, of course. Doesn’t everypony?” “Yes, of course, but… They’re your soulmate, Twilight. They’re the pony you’re meant to be with for the rest of your life… aren’t they?” “... I don’t know, Rarity. That’s what everypony says, but… Why are you asking about this? Don’t you want to find yours?” “... I don’t know…- 6.8 K • Oneshot
I. The first time was a mistake—or a blessing, depending how you looked at it. Peering through her library’s window, Twilight’s horrified eyes tracked the dozens of raindrops smashing against the glass and then sliding down into the muddy ground. To say it was raining would be a generous description. A truly apt one would be to say it was pouring waterfalls. “Oh, Rarity,” said Twilight, apologetically turning to her friend of just three months. She’d invited her over to learn about her…- 5.7 K • Oneshot
”So, Rarity, why did you call your shop ‘Carousel Boutique’?” “Hmm? Oh! Oh, that’s a very good question, darling!I was thirteen, I think? Or almost fourteen years old, and…” "Are you ready?" Sitting in the middle of Rarity's room, Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle looked up from the dollhouse they'd been playing with and looked towards the closed bathroom door. As far as they knew, it was the fifth time Rarity had announced her exit without actually...coming out from behind the door…- 6.0 K • Oneshot
It was common knowledge to ponies from all around that Princess Rarity was one of the most sought after mares in the land. How many mares and stallions of noble houses had tried in vain to steal her heart and all that came with it? More than the maids, butlers, and servants of the castle could count or even remember when day after day, month after month, dignitaries from all over returned to their lands with their tails between their hindlegs. Nopony knew what made it so difficult to woo the…- 6.0 K • Completed
Ambris Knot had a strange name. Well, not a strange name, just one that didn’t sound all that nice or interesting and certainly not one that, according to her editor, would inspire people to pick up her books. Her several archaeological non-fiction books had sold moderately well, but had never been the inspired hits she thought they deserved to be. You should try fiction, her editor had said after she’d confessed she was frustrated. All these archaeology books, they’re fine and all,…- 5.4 K • Oneshot
- Though Ambris knew how to use a computer, and in fact had been the one to insist the Canterlot library did all its filing and paperwork digitally, she couldn’t deny she preferred to do her first drafts with pen and paper. A computer felt impersonal, devoid of the author’s personality, while calligraphy had the author literally written all over it. “Cinder blinked, her heart racing at the sight of the ruins. They were…” Ambris’ murmurings drifted off, and she glanced at the list of…
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- From behind her glasses, Ambris Knot squinted at her web-browser, sipping tea as she read the latest drama in the world of young adult novels. Her editor had advised her to get to know her would-be-peers, and though they had juicy gossip, it still paled in comparison with the outlandish drama she read about in the scientific community. Her reading was interrupted twice that afternoon: once by a child taking out seven books, and then asking what she recommended for an eighth book, which took much more…
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