Subject: Andrew Johnson. Reason: contact with potential extraterrestrial threat. Date: 11/28/2018 Time: 10:03 AM

Ok, so I have this really funny joke. You'll love it. Trust me.

Rarity wants to. Anon does not.

Luna needs her caffiene intake to wake up. Meanwhile, the changelings are invading Canterlot during the wedding. What could go wrong?

Essix Darryl Gertine Yonniccan is my all-black cool alicorn OC. This story is about him, obviously. Join me, your loveable narrator as we follow him around noncreepily.

Death can sometimes just be a change in perspective.

This is how I ruined my life.

The Grim Reaper also ships AppleDash, apparently.

Literally.

You know that scene from Willy Wonka/Charlie and the Chocolate factory- the one where Violet turns into a blueberry? Well, there’s that (except Violet is Sweetie Belle and Willy Wonka isn’t a thing) and also Tirek is there and he likes cheese.

Spades Duck has a pregnant wife. She wants pickles and milk. Spades Duck attempts to obtain pickles and milk for her. Stupidity ensues.

There is no such thing as a 4th wall in this story. This story follows Beat Twister, and is told from the perspective of an annoyed author.

Caring hurts like a bleeding heart for Lemonade, in more ways than one. The world is becoming broken, and it’s up to young ponies like Bracken to stop it. Only in fire will Sharp escape his old life to start anew.

Trust: /trəst/, Noun. A firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something.

A Manehattan Police detective investigates a murder with the help of the deceased’s sister. It does not go well.