It isn't strange to wake up on a remote island, with no idea how you got there, right?.. Right?..

Lyra is perfectly fine with her life in Canterlot. She has a nice job, a loving and caring family, and loads of money. Then why does she want to escape so badly?

A teacher always helps their students. A teacher always resolves any difficult issues and answers any question, no matter how intimate it may be. And, sometimes, the best way to answer a question is demonstration. And, by that, I mean sex.

On a New Year's Eve, Fancy Pants reminisces about his life.

Zebras are like ponies, almost at least 20 percent cooler!

Lightning Dust had one chance. One opportunity. One means of making her way up to the ranks of the Wonderbolts. And she blew it. But she can't back down now. She needs to get back to the Academy. Whatever it takes.

Lyra and Bon-Bon have been married for a long time. So have Vinyl and Octavia. They are all good friends, and what can be a better sign of friendship than a foursome?

I met her at night. She had a story to tell, and I had a quill to write it down. I'd been just a stranger before, just another face in the crowd of her admirers, but now I know her better than anypony else. Ladies and gentlecolts, this is Vinyl

The last story of an immortal Time Lord.

Dear Octavia, It was my fault.

Vinyl Scratch can finally hear music.

Sir Morning Glory is many things. A gentlecolt; an avid admirer of arts; a distinguished apologist of existential philosophy. But more importantly, he is a dildo. Octavia's dildo.

Teenage Vinyl and Octavia talk about life.

Shadows of the past don't die easily. Sometimes the memories won't fade away. But neither will the pain. Vinyl knows it only too well. For everypony, it's Hearth's Warming Eve. For Vinyl, it's just another Saturday.

A true artist never quits.