[2nd Person] [Humanized. Suckers.] 'Twas the night before Hearths Warming, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for three particular people. And while they weren't sleeping, there was a bed involved.

It seems like so long ago Vinyl and Octavia were happy and together. No longer. Now, all Vinyl has is pain in her heart and mind, and the small sliver of hope that they may be a second chance for her and her Tavi. But happy ever after is rare...

[Humanized] Octavia heads to a tropical island to try and relax from her normal, day-to-day life, only to find love along the way.

Most wounds are healed with time, but some wounds never close, and some scars never heal.

When something so crazy happens to someone, they have no choice but to accept it.

The unthinkable has happened. The dead walk once more. Will these three groups survive the undead nightmare? Or will humanity have taken its last bow?

Luna spends time on the moon. Quite a bit of it, in fact. But the question isn't whither or not she likes it, rather, it's wich side of her is the real her.

"Hey Steel, I remembered your name. I know it's been a while, but there's something I have to say..."

There's a method to your madness, and your madness is the method!

Vampires. Not the most... compationate of ponies. But she has hope in me. Will it be enough?

[Humanized] A short love story told through hiakus about the Cellist and the DJ.

War... war never changes. At least, Henry thought that it never would.