26 Short Stories of Equestria

Inside of Tartarus, trapped in her cell alongside the master stealer of magic himself, Tirek.

Cozy Glow was bored inside her cell almost everyday.

Everyday she was so bored that she started to think of ways on how to escape, then claim her revenge on the creatures who’d put her here.

Thinking about those creatures, Cozy specifically thinks a lot about that griffin one.

Gallus was the name.

Soon enough, every second that passed was another second thinking about Gallus.

Cozy thinking of how somecreature, who grew up around a bunch of selfish, rough, and greedy griffins could possibly turn out all heartwarming and sweet (on the inside maybe, at least).

Some things are better left unanswered.

Then Cozy starting thinking about him some more.

Like how when the sun was raised right his feathers would give off a nice, warm glow.

Or how he held the door open for her once during her first day at the school.

For hours upon end Cozy would think of nothing but Gallus.

Then when night fell and everyone in Tartarus was asleep, Cozy would dream of her and Gallus. Together. Two by two. Pony and griffin.

“Oh dear. I think wittle ‘ol Cozy here, has a problem.”