When some ponies look at the Bearer of an Element, the Element is all they see. Fluttershy surely has no choice but to be kind, every time, no matter what. A belief which encourages that kindness to be abused.
Fluttershy's mark gives her the ability to communicate with animals. Unfortunately, no matter what those ponies who own pets might believe of their companions, the majority of animals are really stupid.
There are certain requirements for gathering the Elements. Bravery. Determination. And as many microtransactions as anypony can afford.
Ever wonder what the Cutie Mark Crusaders' collective juvee incident file looks like? Well, nopony has the strength to reproduce several thousand pages, so a few excerpts will have to do... if your sanity can survive it.
As far as the worst squad member in the short history of the Crystal Guard is concerned, every new day is the one when he'll finally be fired. Because the only thing Flash Sentry truly knows about his life is that it shouldn't have brought him here.
The most chaotic town in Equestria. A dish which falls apart at the slightest hint of disturbance. Yeah, this is going to go well.
Never, EVER ask Rarity to make a Nightmare Night costume. Or deal with the ones which come to her door. Or... anything, really, because the greatest horror of the holiday is currently giving out treats at the Boutique...
Snowflake can fly. Scootaloo can't. She's decided her best solution is for him to train her, get her in the air his way. And he'll do anything to make sure that doesn't happen.
Rarity likes to believe that her intellect, social grace, and etiquette can get her out of virtually any situation. Trees, however, are notoriously difficult to reason with -- as is the pony who stuck her in one.
Six Elements of Harmony. One hundred and eighteen Elements of the Periodic Table. Let's see who blinks first.
When the Bearers race forth from Ponyville on an official mission, somepony has to take over on their day jobs. For Fluttershy, that's usually Snowflake. But he's not available today, so it's going to be a Sherman tank.
Some scrolls just aren't worth unrolling.
Moving Sun and Moon is an effort. Running a country is difficult. Getting rid of a so-called cultural heirloom is impossible.
As facts go, Celestia can always remember 'Why don't we let first-year Gifted School students have a project fair?' is a horrible idea. Everypony else usually needs about eighty years to forget that.
June, 1867: Idaho Territory. An abandoned, wounded traveler comes across what has to be the biggest mare in the world. Both human and equine are searching for something -- and without each other, neither may ever find it. Or survive...