Kawa and Yosuru crept through the night, keeping near the treeline and peering around by the light of the moon and stars.
Kawa looked up, sharply. “Do you feel that?” he asked, but one glance told him that his Kirin companion felt it, too.
Wrongness. Wickedness, tragedy, injustice, lurking in the shadows… Continue reading
You’d have to be crazy to try and smuggle a changeling child into Ponyville in broad daylight. Or, you’d have to be daring. You’d have to notice all of Ponyville was turning out for a Ponyville funeral, complete with celebration of life afterwards. You’d have to risk somepony noticing when you didn’t show up for the ceremony, and you’d have to make a break for it when all Ponyville was distracted, all in hopes of getting your changeling child safely into your secret lair, unseen.
Only Secret Agent Sweetie Drops was that daring.
Unfortunately, it also looked like Secret Agent Sweetie Drops had been crazy to try it. Continue reading
“Whoa!” squeaked Pinkie. “Hey, Fluttershy, form up! I think we can take her!” Continue reading
“Did you remember the most important part? Didja didja?”
Only Pinkie Pie could become that excited, creepy and cheerful at the same time. Scootaloo backed up a pace. Continue reading
The ponies, both unicorn and alicorn, fretted before the last magic portal. They’d made it all the way to Camelu, where the last jump awaited. Unfortunately, so did Neighpon Customs.
“How long are they going to make us wait here?” demanded Twilight. She pouted. “It’s a diplomatic insult!” Continue reading
Before Rainbow could fly again, she had to preen her feathers for half an hour. Continue reading
“Can you, like, totally wreck her little Kirin ass… but nicely?” Continue reading
“Soooo…” crooned Pinkie, “I spy, with my inner eye, something… frosted!” Continue reading
Big Macintosh gulped, well and truly on the spot. Continue reading
Gilda peered fretfully at the ominous device. “So… what the heck is that?”
Twilight smiled brightly, perhaps too brightly for such an early morning hour. “Measurements. I’ve adapted it from an earlier experiment. Trixie says she got a feel for what was happening, last night.”
The griffin’s expression was nervous. “Oh, she got a feel all right,” she said, and then as Twilight approached her, she squawked “Not so fast!”
Twilight, rebuffed, blinked. “Why would it matter if I do this fast or slow?”
“Well,” said Gilda grudgingly, “okay. You can’t say I don’t cooperate. Just… can you at least tell me where you’re going to insert it?” Continue reading
“Um…” came the little voice.
Applejack blinked. She looked behind her. She leapt two feet in the air and dropped her burden.
“Sour mash an’ sweet apples!” she cried. “Rock Candy, look at you! What in Equestria is the reason for that get-up?” Continue reading
Dawn broke lazily over Sweet Apple Acres.
It was about the only thing in sight that could be described as lazy. Continue reading
“R—Rainbow! Stop, wait!”
Dash’s wings thrashed fiercely as she screeched to a halt, in mid-air. “WHAT?” Continue reading
Scootaloo found her on the hill outside Ponyville. Continue reading
Two little ponies danced. Continue reading
The farm ponies looked at each other, embarrassed. Continue reading