Trixie tries to get a story into the Foal Free Press. The CMC are not amused. But Trixie has a secret up her sleeve.

An exciting and extraordinary day in the life of the Mane 5 and others, told as boringly as possible. If you read this, you will be bored.

Twilight Sparkle's simile and metaphor-filled quest for some tea

Spike pressures Fluttershy to drink too much soda. She burps all the way to Earth, makes a friend, and has to find a way back home. Based loosely on a prompt from Regidar. Loosely.

You all know about my marriage to Shining Armor. This is the story of how we sealed the deal.

It's Vinyl and Octavia Melody-Scratch's fourth anniversary, and Vinyl just got home from her deejaying gig. You can probably guess what happens next. Or not.

Before Nightmare moon, before King Sombra, before Discord, before Equestria, before the three tribes, before the royal sisters, I am. And tonight, I visit a very special somepony. It's her birthday after all.

Pinkie's favorite Saturday morning radio drama is on in a few hours, and between anticipation and caffeine, there's no way she's gonna get anymore sleep until it airs. So she wakes up all her friends, for misery loves company!

While practicing flying, Twilight looks back on the wonderful life she's lived so far, and wonders what the future holds.

Sonnets, Interview Transcripts, Newspaper Articles, and other forms of written word chronicle a day in the life of a quirky bat pony

Twilight doesn't know what to write for her weekly friendship letter.

After Rarity's death, Doctor Whooves Takes Discord, Celestia, and Fleur Dis Lee several billion years into the future, to watch the long-princessless sun engulf the planet Earth. Somehow, that makes things better.

The Doctor's wife dies. Fleur's fiancé Fancypants calls off the wedding. They seek the services of Madamoiselle Pinkamina and Matching Feelings, two of the greatest matchmakers in Equestria. Shenanigans ensue.

Twilight went into Fluttershy's cottage to pick up her Nightmare Night costume. But she left with a deeper appreciation of life, death, and her pegasus friend, thanks to a Gila monster in a broom closet.

...hello? Hello? Hello, can anypony read this? Help me, please! I think... I think I'm dead? No, no, that's not right. I think... I think a cockatrice turned me to stone... I'm in the Everfree Forest and, and I'm scared.