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      It’s Always In Alleys

      Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle had been the best detectives in town for as long as it mattered. Which was from the second they’d got their start at the Celestial Private Detective Agency, obviously. All the detectives before they got there were good-for-nothings so screw ‘em.  And yet.  And yet, despite being a dynamic duo consisting of the coolest and smartest private eye ever and also Twilight Sparkle—who was cool and awesome in her own way—their career was in…
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      Open Secret

      Celestia has one mission and one alone: finding out if Twilight Sparkle knows if Rarity is single or not.
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      The First Date

      Rarity appreciated everypony.  She did. Really. Except for right now. Right now, she really didn’t appreciate the gang of loud, rowdy princesses and ponies parading in and out her house as though it were some sort of circus.  She had a dress to make. Several dresses, in fact, because she had a business to kick back into gear, so she’d overcommitted herself, but it was fine, because she’d surely get them done in time if she was just allowed a few hours of…
    • Stories set in the universe of “The Enchanted Library” and its sequels.

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      The Last Train Home
      ???. 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…
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      XXII – XXIV

      The Last Train Home
      XXII. Emergency Confession Protocol #8 By the time Monday morning came, I’d yet to arrive at a decision. It was hard to decide in a week if one was willing to change their lives so drastically. I only properly told Fluttershy about it, the trip and the job offer and the moving, and she is so very intelligent, Fluttershy. She hides it, but she is, and you can imagine how I nearly choked on my tea when she asked if I was hesitating because of my feelings for you. “Oh dear! Was it…
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      XVIII – XXI

      The Last Train Home
      XVIII. A Talk Between Delinquents Life works in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? It’s such a trite expression, used by everypony so often that it’s lost any shred of meaning, and yet it’s true. Life has a tendency, I’ve found, to give you what you want exactly at the precise moment when you don’t want it, and in a way you never wanted it. Is it a way to punish us for being demanding? Entitled? Taking things for granted? Life is a cruel prankster. And its cruelest prank, I thought…
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      XV – XVII

      The Last Train Home
      XV. The Deafening Silence We did not talk that week. Or, well, we did, I suppose, if you count monosyllabic greetings and thank yous for the coffee and teas as ‘talking’. You remember what I said earlier? How I missed you so horridly those few days we were embroiled in the entire Spike affair and we barely spoke? Well, this, darling, this was much worse. I did not know what to say, what to do, or how to make amends for the damage I’d done. There is nothing for me in…