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
“Soooo…” crooned Pinkie, “I spy, with my inner eye, something… frosted!” Continue reading
Gilda’s birdlike talons wrapped a little closer, protectively. She peered to and fro, uncertain.
Cuddled in those bony, furless arms, Northern Spy nestled against Gilda’s feathery chest. Her wide, fillyish eyes explored everything she could see, and there was a lot to see.
Beakers bubbled. Retorts burbled. Vile foamy liquids went ‘blurp’ ominously.
Twilight Sparkle, clad in a long white lab coat and her mane madly disheveled, beamed toothily at her test subjects. “Welcome to my other secret basement! I promise you probably have nothing to worry about!” Continue reading
“What’s so dang funny, Rainbow Dash?” 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
“Sooooo… can you?” asked Scootaloo, gazing up into the impassive rose sunglasses. Continue reading