Chapters
Twilight Sparkle was having a hard time processing the statement. “You what?” From the other side of the room, Rarity looked up from the dress she was working on and found her marefriend staring at her with bewildered eyes. "I can't believe Rainbow Dash told you that I was nervous at the idea of asking you out." "No, the other thing." She blinked once, twice, thrice. “Oh. That yes, it's true. I even remember practicing how to ask you out in front of a mirror,” she repeated…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
When the castle appeared in the horizon, Twilight Sparkle felt she could cry. The training program had taken an entire year. An entire year, three hundred sixty-five days plus twenty more if she accounted for travel time to the Arimaspi kingdom and back, and every single one of those days, she thought of home. She still thought it was stupid, even if it was only stupid because of personal reasons, and even if she’d learned immensely and was ten times the soldier she was before. But it…- 1.2 K • Completed
There is a bench in King’s Pike station whose beautiful green paint has been replaced with crimson rust. On this bench is a plaque commemorating a young boy found frozen to death on it about a century ago. It is the bench I listlessly sat on for hours on end the day I last saw Lady Celestia, and fittingly enough, it was the bench I sat on when Twilight Sparkle and I met for the very first time, two days before her lesson with my sister. We waited for the inner-city train, she and I, both…- 119.3 K • Completed
- The third time Twilight Sparkle met with me—the same day as her second class with Sweetie Belle—the poor dear still had no idea what to make of me. “Here you are, Miss.” Even as the waiter handed her a glass of lemonade, she was unable to tear her eyes away from me. How rude, the waiter must have thought, when she only half-heartedly acknowledged him. Rude, rude, rude, but really, who could blame the poor dear? She was frustrated, you see. Frustrated by this woman-shaped enigma who…
- 119.3 K • Completed
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…- 5.4 K • Oneshot
As she made her way through the Everfree Forest, Rarity occupied her time mentally reviewing important events for the upcoming weeks. First, she had a few commission deadlines to complete, then there was that super-deluxe spa treatment next Thursday, and that was it. Wait, no, she thought, feeling a little embarrassed at forgetting. Father’s birthday is next week. I need to send him a present sometime before the weekend. Her communication with her parents was rather scarce, to be…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
Twilight Sparkle (the horse one) quickly made her way through the busy streets of the city (the human one), clutching in her hand a piece of parchment with a very worrying note from Celestia (the princess one). When she turned around the corner, her eyes narrowed at the sight of her large, gray, and dreary destination: CERFEX BANK. Her brisk walk became a jog, which then became a run when she remembered what exactly was at stake. Please, don’t let me be late. Pushing…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
The woman always stopped by the shop every other day at precisely six in the afternoon. In fact, Rarity thought, her eyes trained on her watch’s hands ticking ever so close to six, she should be here any minute now. She—as in, Rarity—probably oughtn’t to be so obvious about it, should she? No, I shouldn’t, she told herself, walking over to the cash register and pretending to look busy counting the bills she’d already counted before. One, two, three, four— Ding, ding! chimed…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
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