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In the dead of the night, staring up at the ceiling, the guilt screaming in her ears as loud as Night Light’s snoring, Twilight Velvet wondered if she was a terrible wife. She knew she wasn’t in the traditional sense. She did her share of the chores, helped raise two wonderful kids, spoke with him long into the night, and was there for him in sickness and health. She loved him. But he’d also been the only thing she’d ever known, her first boyfriend, the two of them…- 1.7 K • Oneshot
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
Every Wednesday, Pinkie and I met to eat cheese. I saw her so often that I practically knew her inside out! I felt like I understood her relationship with Maude now, able to tell somepony’s mood even with just minute differences. I felt the same truthfully when it came to Pinkie Pie. I could tell when she was happy or sad, or when all was well, and when all was not. But I digress. The point is we never missed a single meeting. You must understand this: never had we ever missed a…- 1.1 K • Completed
???. The Last Train Home In the book of Rarity's life, Twilight Sparkle was its beginning, is its middle, and will be its end. Rarity knew this for a fact, and she would not have it any other way. She always did love Manehattan. She loved the city lights, the trends, and the ponies who seemed to live on a different plane of time, if that made sense. It was the city where time went as fast or slow as one’s life. It had been before she was and would continue to be after she was…- 45.2 K • Oneshot
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