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MLP:FiM - Mommy NearestA My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic tale.

Melius tarde, quam numquam.

Rainbow Dash rolled back and sank into the soft, fluffy cloud, the only one in the skies over Ponyville. With a contented sigh she closed her eyes. Despite her misty resting spot the sun's heat had no trouble permeating her sleek body on that hot day. The slight breeze was only the barest whisper in her ears, drowned out by the calls of cicadas and occasional chirping birds. The only other sound was the soft and nearly continuous grating of Big Macintosh's plow tilling the soil directly below.

It was one of the easiest days ever. All she had to do was move a big enough

It's the Wrought That CountsThe abrupt silence pierced Twilight Sparkle like a cold knife had been thrust through her heart. An instant earlier Pinkie Pie's home was filled with even more laughter and cheer than usual, then suddenly nothing. As her five best pony girlfriends traded uncomfortable looks, Twilight knew she'd ruined the Christmas party. Even her faithful helper, the baby dragon Spike, was agape. To the violet unicorn pony, every second that passed was more excruciating than the one before.

Finally the orange and blonde pony Applejack strode over to her and broke the silence, "Hey, ain't no reason to feel bad, sugar. It's just that, well, after working all

DashomonDashomon

Rainbow Dash's Story

You want to hear how I and Applejack became an item, huh? Well, okay... this is how it went.

I'd been having hots for her for a long time, and why not? She's tough, she's cool, she's honest and reliable, she's got these green eyes the color of spring grass when you look at it from far above, so bright you feel like you could just freefall in them, and hoo boy, those haunches... Rowr!

The only problem was I wasn't good with this emotional stuff. Still aren't, really, but lucky me, Applejack doesn't mind most of the time. Sure, I'd fooled around with willing fillies before, but the only time I'd tried anything

My Little Pony FiM: Downpour"Rainbow Dash!" It was uncharacteristic of Fluttershy to yell or even raise her voice, but the wind was growing louder and stronger. So strong that Fluttershy did not feel comfortable trying to fly up to where the weather patrol was working. "Rainbow Dash!"

A moment later Rainbow zipped out of the sky and hovered above her friend. "What is it, Fluttershy? I'm a bit busy right now!"

"You're making the rainstorm too big," Fluttershy replied. "All this thunder and wind will scare the animals."

"We aren't doing it!" Rainbow exclaimed. "We were putting together a few rain clouds when this thing started to blow in from the Everfree Forest! This

Shipping and Handling Chap. 1 "That is the last straw!"

The bulky brown Pegasus slammed his front hooves down on the desk so hard, Ditzy Doo feared it would split in two.  He positively glowered at the grey pegasus, his face just inches from hers.

"I… I'm sorry, boss…" Ditzy mumbled, shrinking back a bit.  "Uh… it won't happen again?"  Her apology was phrased more like a question.

"Oh, right.  Sure.  That's believable…" the larger pegasus snorted, twisting his black baseball cap haphazardly.  "I mean, what are the odds of Ditzy Doo screwing up another delivery?  I

Common Sky - Part 1"Ah'm tellin' you, you're makin' it way too pretty. It's all form and no function."
"Oh, please darling. If she's going to be out there all alone, then the least I can do is make sure she looks fabulous! What if she were to meet some nice fellow along the way, hmm? She'd look dreadful without proper fashionable winter attire."
"Ah don't think it's that kinda trip, sugarcube. She's goin' up int'the mountains, not lookin' to chat up some sophisticated pony in th'big city. She's gonna need lots'a pouches t'carry all 'er stuff, you ain't got a single pouch or even a small pocket on that thing. Where's she gonna fit her telescope or her food?"

Endless Gifts: A CMC ficApple Bloom sighed in relief when she saw the small white unicorn filly at the door of the clubhouse. Sweetie Belle was always a welcome sight, especially when Scootaloo was harping about some absurdly dangerous idea to try out. The idea today was something about base jumping, and Apple Bloom had a feeling she didn't want to know what that was. She just knew she'd rather live without her Cutie Mark than spend three months in traction from trying to get it.
"Hi, Sweetie Belle!" Apple Bloom chimed, interrupting Scootaloo in the middle of the word 'freefalling.' The little yellow earth filly trotted over to her friend, greeting her with a smile.

hand me downsApplejack leaned against the golden delicious tree. Exhausted from running and crying, trying to catch her breath and dry her tears. This wasn't how she expected today to go, she had just gotten her cutey mark! But no, as she trotted away from the tree, and the high-noon sun beat upon her naked head, her cutey mark was barely a concern.

As applejack wandered the orchards, she heard the baritone voice of her older brother calling out for her. she had no intentions of letting him find her however, he being the one to start this whole mess with his news...she kept running, and the voice died away, as did her stamina. She must have been turned a

The Princess in the High TowerA Humanised Pony Tale: The Princess in the High Tower

The late night breeze was cold against Luna's face as she gazed down from the window of her chamber high in one of the tallest towers of Canterlot Castle. It blew in around her, setting the tapestries on the walls of her bedroom flapping fitfully. Far below, she could see all of Equestria, covered in darkness, and she watched as one by one the pretty yellow lights of the inhabitants' houses scattered across the blue and grey landscape winked out, leaving everything dark and still.

She looked up at the moon – a mere sliver of anaemic yellow against the black sky, barely brighter than

A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 1

A Night (to Try) to Remember

Part 1

Rarity inhaled deeply, letting the pleasant aroma of her drink fill her nostrils. The snifter glass gently shifted about, buoyed by her magical aura, and its burgundy contents swirled along the transparent walls. She tipped the glass to her lips, gracefully sipping its contents in a way that only years of cultured drinking could imbue. A satisfied smile crossed her lips as the cognac warmed her throat as it drained to her stomach. She was almost finished with her third glass of the night, which would put her just at her tolerance level for this particular bever

After Mare-day Gras...The light from Celestia's noontime sun brightly shone into Twilight's sleeping face, causing the unicorn to cover her face with a foreleg. "Mmmph, 5 more minutes... I was up studying, ma..." Twilight's voice, still drowsy, didn't want to give in to the warm sun ray's urging her awake.

But, try as she might, the warmth from the sun gently urged her from her slumber. Giving a sigh, the unicorn slowly opens her first her left eye... Then her right eye creeps open as she stumbles out of her sleeping nook. Still half-asleep, Twilight trips down the steps and into the kitchen. "Mmmm, need tea... Wha-what happened last night...?" The last thing she

Number 12 Part 2

"Ah! Fresh air! exclaimed the Doctor as they reached the back alley. "I haven't been outside since the crash, it's nice to get out of that stuffy old pla-" He caught Twilight staring daggers at him. "Er, I mean, of course the house is lovely, but nothing like that fresh clean morning air!"
"Of course, Doctor." Twilight rolled her eyes. "So, Pinky, lead the way."
The pink pony took up the lead. "Okey-dokie! Follow me!" she set off bouncing down the alley.
"After you, Daylight." The Doctor ushered her forwards.
"It's Twilig-, oh you know what, just forget it." she marched after Pinkie, head in the air.
The Doctor looked down at Spike.

Secret Tub Fun Twilight trotted into her bathroom and set a small bucket down on the lacquered wood counter. "Finally, a night alone to unwind and enjoy some me time," she said with a relieved sigh. "Spike's helping Apple Bloom and her crusaders study, and everyone else is occupied with Pinkie's party." She pulled a box of scented candles out of the bucket and placed them strategically around the small bathroom, then lit them one by one with her horn. "And no studying tonight, so it's just going to be me, Mr. Bing Cropsby, and a nice, looooong soak."

Her horn sparkled as she began running the bath and poured a generous helping of foaming bath salts L

Spark Chapter 1Chapter 1

Rainbow Dash lay on a cloud, head in her hooves, looking out at nothing in particular. She had to keep her gaze down to keep the sun out of her eyes, and ended up pony-watching. Nothing in particular was going on; it was early enough in the summer that the heat hadn't gotten bad, but after planting season. Ponies went about their business in the late morning, a few deciding on an early lunch while most ran errands or still worked. Nothing special at all. At least, until she saw Fluttershy rushing through town with full saddlebags. It was odd enough to see Fluttershy in such a hurry, let alone with her packs. Rainbow Dash decided to

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Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were sitting under a tree near the barn, looking bored as they tried to come up with something fun to do. Suddenly they heard a crash followed by Applejack crying out, "Tarnation! Ain't that just a whoppin' heap o' bad luck!" As she righted the fallen bushel baskets the young fillies scampered over and helped her pick up dozens of spilled apples. Applejack was muttering and fuming to herself the whole time.

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MLP - A Prayer for My Sister

by *Fairy-Slayer, Jan 19, 2011, 12:03:54 PM
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Though your orb is lighter than a dream
'Tis a burden which consumes all my might
Upon the dusk my force of will sends it aloft
My teardrops, icy fire 'neath the bluish glow
I can think only of you, my cherished
To my strength this chore is nigh thought
But to see where you are forever silenced
Strains my heart more than I can bear
And it breaks even that much more
Each year since that tragic day
I raise the sun higher than 'tis worthy
I pray, my love, for one single moment
While foals frolic and ponies play
I adore them all and share their bliss
'Til with a single laugh, one tiny lapse
My guilt grows ever more ferocious
As I hoped, it rends my being to dust
For each joy not shared with you
Is there any worse pain I could suffer
Than having lost my sister, my dearest?
Neither the greatest scholars in a millennium
Nor the fleeting thoughts of the simplest fool
Will ever realize the terrible truth
The one thing that would surely destroy me
Is losing this precious soul-crushing agony
My constant reminder of how much I love you

MLP - A Prayer for My Sisterby *Fairy-Slayer

Fan Art / Fan Fiction

Summary: While Princess Luna is imprisoned inside the moon, Princess Celestia laments her little sister's fate.

Disclaimer: I do not own the "My Little Pony" franchise or have any association whatsoever; I do not make any money for writing this story. Furthermore, if you know the back-story presented in the premiere then you may cry.

Tags: Complete/Oneshot, Angst

Unlike most siblings, Princess Celestia would not truly celebrate the anniversary of her sister's banishment.

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~Argofinkal Aug 13, 2011

Well, at some point in that millennium, she found a bit of hope.

She placed her bet, everything she had, on that hope. That chance for her sister.

That day when Luna came back to her must have been exhilarating.

Also, BlackGryph0n, you rock absolutely.

*Fairy-Slayer Aug 13, 2011

So maybe Princess Celestia disappeared from the town hall because she was crying so hard with joy and didn't want anyone to see her like that?

In any case, thanks for the thoughtful comment.

_{And yes, he does.}

*BlackGryph0n Apr 26, 2011

This is absolutly beautiful! Bitter-sweet and expertly written! (As I have come to expect from you.) What really caught me though, is the heart wrenching twist at the end! Celestia's selfless refusal to succumb to the easy path of acceptance, and her choice remain heartbroken at her sisters necessary, but dire fate!
How good she is, and how wise! Understanding that if she where to shun her pain, she could not rule with love and compassion. Such a cold mentality would turn her heart to stone. In the end, insecurity and bitterness towards her own narcissism would probably drive her to become the very thing that resulted in Luna's banishment. But pain born, power driven pride would never allow her to see this, and she would rule with a cold heart, and iron hoof!

Yet Princess Celestia has chosen pain. She has chosen integrity. Through selfless love, she maintains a balanced and beautiful perspective! Where the sweetness of freedom mixes with the bitterness of loss, and breeds empathy, compassion, and humility!

There are far to few people in the world like this today! So many simply follow their primitive instinct of self preservation. Selfless souls gave us Freedom, Time saw us take freedom for granted, and greedy expectation bred a race of entitleists...

If only we had such a ruler; if only we had Princess Celestia!...

*Fairy-Slayer Apr 26, 2011

Wow! And you claim that you can't write.* Your breakdown of possibilities for Celestia's reactions is both complete and actually sweet in itself. (Iron-hoofed still isn't though.

) I'm glad you got something good out of this, especially since this is the first time I've even considered writing real (non-parody) poetry... maybe ever.

The idea of the Summer Sun Festival as a celebration of Luna's defeat (even if that part was long forgotten) doesn't seem like something Celestia would do unless there was some other motive, and she's too kind to try hurting Luna any more. That's what inspired me to think she basically shortens the night, momentarily putting off a few more minutes of painful night only to make sure it reinforces her pain. I briefly wondered if the longest day was also to remind her why she had to imprison her sister, but Celestia wouldn't let herself off that easily.

I also commissioned a picture about Celestia's lingering pain that turned out very well. (See that version before looking at my rough layout.)

The problem with us ever having a leader like Celestia is that she's too humble and unobtrusive to go on TV and get into screaming matches. She is blessed with absolute power and more importantly, as you pointed out, humility. But I do have an original story idea of how we could enjoy some of that higher state.

^{* I think you have the passion and understand character types, influences. I still say that you're too good with visual arts, and again fanfiction gets a far smaller audience. It takes work to read, and I'm one of the worst because I'm a very slow and picky reader. Maybe comics would be the way to go, but with the extra challenge of telling a continuous story without any text. The day you are smitten with the idea, get a hold of Scott McCloud's book Making Comics, which gives a great overview of composition, layout, etc. Just beware that it's a massive amount of information shown in a medium-length paperback — mainly because there are so many pictorial examples to examine along with the explanations. I loved every page!}

~thelovelypenguin Apr 21, 2011

This was beautiful. Very nice.

*Fairy-Slayer Apr 21, 2011

Thank you. I've never been into poetry in school they made it painful. Now even though I love Poe's work it's still tough. Yet thinking about how Celestia must have felt I was too inspired.

I also commissioned a sweet picture about how things are now: Princess Luna will never be alone again. (by ~C4tspajamas)

~thelovelypenguin Apr 21, 2011

No problem. Aww, that pic's so sweet!

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A swell consolation prize for Luna, but still nothing's changed for 1000 years.

*Fairy-Slayer Mar 29, 2011

Princess Luna could put some major guilt trips on her big sister, not to mention all of the birthday gifts she needs to catch up on now.

“You don't have time _*sniffle* to read my 'Sailor Moon' fanfic? I _*sniffle* understand. I'll just go back to my moon — er, I mean my room...”

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