Zephyr slunk home to his parents again, but he has a plan! He can get a job, and keep it. Just watch him! He will realize his dreams, Celestia help him!

Maud looks for a gift. That's what friends do. She is a good one of those, she hopes?

She watched them from the waters embrace. Silly ponies doing silly things. Why wasn't she invited?

Trixie plucked him from Earth to serve as her eager and willing minion in all ways, body and soul. This partner won't leave her for some other pony, she feels certain of that.

In a city of bright lights and constant sounds, a mare tried to hold onto herself even as she battles demons inside and out. Will her bits take her to the end of the rainbow only she can see? She's ready to dance on the edge of a knife to find out.

Sunburst was the official crystaler. It was his job to help care for the young princess, and he had grown used to and even enjoyed the task. It was a pity, if one asked Flurry Heart, that he lacked a little trait that'd make him the best foalsitter.

With a snap, a flash, and the sizzle of ozone, the scientists gaped at their creation. It had four hooves and wore goggles. "Sup," she greeted, stepping down from her stool with a swish of her tail. "This place looks kinda cool."

First Contact. It was all over the news, how could it not be? A station could be heard, if one tuned into the right AM station. It played on repeat. It came from outside this world. Was it in peace? What did it mean?

Twilight gazed out into the evening ocean, her mind full of questions that had no answers. Why couldn't she stop it? Why couldn't she save her friends?

Two mares have a brief chat with one another about things big and small

Applejack storms into the Town Hall, glaring at any pony that so much as glances her way. "Where's that mayor?!" She stomps with each step, tail lashing on her way to Mayor Mare's office. She expects satisfaction, and swears she will leave with it.

A world made entirely for your happiness; he'd reached it. Everyone there seemed interested in his happiness, and there were smiles every day to greet him and ask what he was up to. It all seemed so very perfect. Nothing could go wrong.

Celestia awakens in a strange new place, her back aching with throbbing pain. The diagrams on the wall look like spines, but not pony ones. Was that a place to find help, or was something far more worrying afoot?

Doctor Fetlock is seeking a new soul to fill a need. He must be willing to become the perfect partner for a mare in need. She casts out her net, fishing for one that will answer her call.

Luna arrives a bit late to stop a foul ritual. What is conjured defies explanation. It claims to be a person, and can speak, but so can many monstrous creatures. Perhaps, perhaps... he can be of use in Luna's crusade to protect the night.