The ship nuzzled up to the Manehattan docks as if felt particularly fond of them. A cheer went up from its decks, and the cheer was echoed on the shore.
Appearances could be deceiving. In its day, the ‘Jolly Galloper’ had been most unwelcome at the Manehattan seaport, for its habit of disgorging pirates to rob the place. But the ‘Galloper’ had belonged to Kabochaebi… and for years now, its visits to ports all over Equestria had been peaceful and benevolent. Continue reading
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
At the edge of the clearing, near the outskirts of town, a lovely grey mare with green eyes and sandy mane and tail walked out into the sunlight.
She blinked, her ears quirking back in surprise. Not at an unexpected sound… but an unexpected absence of sound.
She glanced back. Continue reading
“So,” said Applejack, “this is the low dive of a tavern, eh?”
Uni blinked in puzzlement. “I do not understand?”
“Ah mean, the one with sailors,” explained Applejack. “Real sailors. Rowdy dirty sailor ponies, know what I mean?”
It didn’t appear that the Neighponnese earth pony, wife to Mugennokaijitsu the rare foods trader, knew what she meant. Continue reading
As they rode through the hills and valleys of Neighpon, Octavia looked sidelong at Vinyl Scratch, her longtime companion.
“So, is now a good time?”
“Huh?” said Scratch, distractedly.
“To tell me.” said Octavia gravely. Continue reading
“But… are ya sure you’re gonna be okay?” said Applejack.
“Eyup.”
“Whaddya mean ‘eyup’?” challenged Applejack.
Octavia blinked. “Excuse me, Applejack, but doesn’t Big Macintosh often say ‘eyup’? It means ‘yes’ if I’m not mistaken.”
Applejack bridled, scuffing the beautiful grass with a hoof. “But it was th’ WAY he said it!” Continue reading
“Arr! No more dilly-dallyin’! Walk the plank, ya swab!” demanded Applejack, ebulliently.
“Yeah!” cried Northern Spy. “Walk the plank, Big Macintosh, right now!”
“Whut plank?” asked Big Macintosh, his ears laid back in dismay. Continue reading
Octavia shuddered, baring her teeth in sensual bliss.
She also quivered. And trembled, and wiggled… because Octavia was a generous mare, and wished her pleasure to be shared. 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
“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
“You think we oughta go check up on Pinkie a lil’?” said Applejack, worriedly. “Ah think she’s gittin’ a little outta sorts.” Continue reading
“Could somepony please explain why Mayor Mare is hiding under my bed?” Continue reading