Chapters
- 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
- Snow Star had never been to the Everfree Forest before. Truthfully, the majority of Ponyville had never dared venture into the Everfree Forest, period, repelled both by the timberwolves lurking in its depths and, if it was true, the latent magic of a terrible, terrible beast. But, well… That was a thing of the past. Or the present, all things considered. When she’d left for school that morning, her mother asked her if she’d slept well. The teen nodded, saying she had, which…
- 5.2 K • Oneshot
- There was no one Rarity loved in the whole world more than Rainbow Dash. Granted, she was only a high schooler, and she’d hardly met most of the whole world, but she was fairly certain that, out of the many people she’d met, which were many, she loved no one more than she loved Rainbow Dash. On a separate note, Rainbow Dash was a very interesting person who—dear reader, I mean this in the best of ways—was prone to getting into situations. It was her nature, who she was, that if…
- 1.1 K • Completed
- Twilight was used to pulling all-nighters, her sleep schedule and eyesight destroyed by the dozens of textbooks she poured over under terrible light. Empty energy drink cans and tea mugs competed for space on her desk. She just wasn’t a morning person. She’d never been one, no matter how hard she’d tried. She felt much more awake at night, which is why she’d signed up for afternoon classes, content with coming home and studying in the peaceful silence of the night. Well, the mostly peaceful…
- 14.7 K • Ongoing
- The first months, I truly think she had no idea what to make of me, let alone what to do about me. Honestly, I don’t think she even knew what to do with herself, whether she should stay close when I visited or leave me to my own devices, saving herself the anxiety of remembering how to have a conversation like a normal person. I’ve been here six hours, I wrote in my journal, delighted to be using the princess’ old-fashioned but elegant quills, and I’ve only spoken with the princess about…
- 10.0 K • Ongoing
- 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 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
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