Sweetie Drops cringed back, trying to figure out how to talk herself out of the predicament.
“Hey, look, over there!” she cried, but it didn’t work. Mayor Mare continued to stand in front of her, frozen in horror, staring. Continue reading
Sweetie Drops cringed back, trying to figure out how to talk herself out of the predicament.
“Hey, look, over there!” she cried, but it didn’t work. Mayor Mare continued to stand in front of her, frozen in horror, staring. 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
Two little ponies danced. Continue reading
Trixie Lulamoon’s head hung low. Blood dripped from her nose, and her eyes crossed a little, but she forced them straight and gritted her teeth, willing her magical ward to hold for another few seconds as the maddened townsponies charged it. Continue reading
Sometimes, thought Lyra, it really was a lot of trouble keeping an old mare on the job. Continue reading