A mustard colored pegasus mare with a stripped gray mane took a deep breath as she stared at six floating icebergs. She was wearing a yellow jump suit and flying goggles as she watched the floating ice with contempt.

“Daring Do! You can't do this! It's too dangerous!” a brown earth pony said as he raised a hoof feebly. He was laying on his side, a bandage wrapped around his back left leg. “That water is freezing, there's no way you can survive!”

“I don't have a choice. Those sea ponies are counting on me,” the mare said as she stretched out her wings. “I can't let Dr. Flashfreeze win.”

“No! Please, you can't! They won't help you, you heard what they said! Don't go... I... I love you!”

For a moment she stopped before smiling back at him. “I know,” and with those words she took off. Down below the sea churned as thousands of multi colored sea ponies fled for their lives from the incoming ice. Just below the sea level a black submarine could be barely made out, hovering above an underwater city of coral. On the very top a golden satellite dish had been lodged and was sending out blue waves of magic.

Taking a deep breath she dove down through the icy water, ignoring the pain as the cold enveloped her body. Despite the fact her wings didn't work under water the momentum pushed her through and she reached the dish in seconds. Holding her breath she quickly got to work, reaching for a wrench with her mouth as her air rushed out.

She tried loosening one of the bolts by pushing and pulling with all her might. With a powerful tug she managed to remove one of the bolts. Only five more to go.

She pushed off towards the surface, pulling in deep breaths as the water froze her small frame, turning her coat slightly blue. She glanced around and saw the ice bergs getting ever closer. Taking another deep breath she dived down towards the submarine. Two more bolts followed this time but her jaw, frozen by the cold, trembled as the wrench fell from her grasp. She dove for it but the water swirled around and made it difficult to move as the wrench hit the side of the sub and then disappeared to the depths below. Shaking her head she took off to the surface once again, her movements slowed as pieces of ice clung to her mane.

She looked around at the icebergs. So close. The situation looked hopeless... But she wasn't one to give up. She dove down straight back at the submarine, fighting with all her might to make it to the dish. Her hooves wrapped around the magic covered end and she kicked it! With all her might she bucked, again and again sending loud thumping sounds through the water. Her movements began to slow down as her eyes started to close. For a few seconds she stopped before shaking her head and starting again.

Her hooves finally dented the metal as she bucked and bucked, each kick getting more and more feeble until she couldn't go any more. Her eyes slowly drifted shut as her grip loosened and she drifted off from the end. Looking up at the satellite dish she reached out a feeble hoof as it drifted... closer?

What? She was getting pushed towards it! No, past it! Within moments she broke the surface and was out in the air, gasping for breath. She looked around as hundreds, no, thousands of sea ponies gathered around her. Some were holding her up as the others struggled to hold back the ice bergs, albeit doing nothing more than slowing them. They came back!

Growling in defiance of the cold she tried to sit up, “Okay every pony! If we want to stop him we'll have to act fast! Here's the plan!”

“Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!” a blue pegasus with a rainbow colored mane and tail squealed as she watched the pegasus go into action on the television. “They came back, I knew they would!” the pegasus squealed as she shook her friend sitting next to her, a purple unicorn with a purple striped mane and tail.

“Y-y-y-yes they did!” the unicorn squeaked as she was shaken to and fro! When she was finally let go her eyes were swirls and she fell over with a squeak. “C-careful Rainbow Dash, don't get to excited some ponies up stairs might be reading,” she groaned as she tried to regain her composure. The two were surrounded by books and wood, down in the basement of the local Ponyville library where an old tv had been set up for multimedia enjoyment. On the floor next to the equipment was an open video box with the title 'Daring Do and the lost sea ponies!' the newest in a series of riveting adventures.

Her friend was practically squealing with delight as the adventure finished and Daring Do, unsurprisingly, caught the villain, reunited the sea ponies with the rest of pony kind and cause back up with her love interest. As the credits rolled the pegasus turned to her unicorn friend and grinned.

“So what's next, Twilight? Another movie? Comics? What?”

“There isn't anything else. That's the last of it.”

“... What?” Rainbow asked as she cocked her head to the side in confusion. “That's... the rest? But... What about the comics?”

“You've read all mine and they haven't made any new series in a year,” Twilight said with a nod.

“Movies?”

“You've seen all five.”

“Books?”

“You've read all thirteen. Twice.”

“Games?!”

“Only three, you beat them all remember?”

“Even the foal stuff?!”

“You've done all six coloring books, thanks for warning me about that by the way,” the unicorn said sarcastically. “The learning adventures were fifteen and you read them all in a day. I'm sorry Rainbow Dash but there is nothing left.”

“N-nothing... nothing left? But... But... Daring Do! This can't be the end! There has to be more!” the pegasus said as she paced. “Action figures!”

“...” Twilight face hooved, “Well, yes of course there are action figures. But those are usually made to play or make your own... actually... there is possibly one more thing you haven't tried yet. It can be a bit hard to do but have you ever considered writing your own Daring Do story?”

“I... what?” the pegasus asked as she stared at the unicorn as if she was insane.

“Yes. You remember the book you were writing? Kinda like that. Writing your own Daring Do book. I'm sure you've had ideas of adventures she could go on that you'd adore, why not put some of them to the pen?”

“That's... I'm listening,” Rainbow said as she watched the unicorn suspiciously. “What's the catch?”

“No catch! It's just fan-fiction. I used to dabble a little when I was back at Canterlot. I'd write little stories about Starswirl the bearded and Clover and... errrr... It really helped with my spelling,” her cheeks turned red, “Anyway. We could probably get the other girls to join in and make a big contest out of it. We could read and grade every ponies story and the best one wins!”

Rainbows ears perked up at the words contest. “A competition? I'm in! You better hold onto your hooves Twilight, I'm going to write the best Daring Do adventure EVER!” with those words the pegasus flew off at max speed, barely managing to avoid slamming into the opening door as a little purple dragon pushed it from the other side. He eeked as he was sent flying by the tail wind.

“What was that?!” the dragon asked as he got to his feet and wobbled down the stairs. “She just sen-EEK!” he was nearly trampled by the running unicorn that followed a moment later.

“No time to explain! Please watch the library for a little bit Spike! I need to go see the others!” Within moments he heard the door slam.

He let out a soft groan and walked back up stairs and took a look around. Ponies and books had been scattered by the tail wind of the pegasus and pieces of paper lined the ground as ponies struggled to regather themselves. Downstairs didn't fair any better as all the wires needed to be untangled and disconnected before being stored back up. Spike hung his head and let out another disappointed sigh as he got to work.

As the sun began to set Twilight made her way back to the library with a skip in her step. Her back was loaded with fresh paper from Paper and Roofing as well as plenty of new quills from Quills and Sofas. The rest of her friends had been more than happy to participate in their little contest and she had been invited to lunch at Applejack's, an earth pony friend who maintained an apple farm with her family. Her stomach was particularly rounded now and she even got a few pies to bring home, which she knew Spike would love. Especially since he had to run the library so long by himself.

Taking a soft breath she slowly pushed the door open and looked around. A single lamp had been left on for her as she tip hooved inside. From up stairs she could hear the guttural snores from the over worked dragon. She giggled and put the food in the fridge before moving to her desk and neatly arranging her quills and paper and taking another deep breath.

She hummed as she gently suckled on the tip of her quill and tried to think. She wanted to write a story that was great, detailed, that did justice to the franchise. It also had to hold roots to all the incarnations, the tv series, the comics, the movies, the books, everything... She hummed for a minute as she let her mind wander for a moment. Now how would... she had it! Her mind exploded with ideas as her quill began to write lightning fast. Not only would this story do justice it would be an amazing follow up and keep Rainbow entertained for hours!

Far outside Ponyville in a massive farm growing all sorts of delicious foods such as carrots, corn and most importantly, apples, the Apple family had long since fallen asleep from a day of hard work at Sweet Apple Acres. All except one who still had the light on in her room.

Her name was Applejack, eldest daughter of the apples and an orange coated earth pony with a tied off yellow mane and tail. A sharpened pencil dangled from her lips as she stared at the blank piece of paper. She didn't know why she agreed to this confounded contest. Her full extent of knowledge on Daring Do began and ended with the Daring Do Jr adventures she read as a kid and a few episodes the cutie mark crusaders watched and made her, grudgingly, watch with them. Not to mention that movies they beeeeeegged her to take them to see.

She sighed as she slouched over. “Well... I guess I could do that...” she mumbled as she got to writing. This was all for fun after all, not like it had to be perfect or anything.

Deep in Ponyville in a small little boutique a white coated unicorn with a perfectly maintained purple mane stood by candle light as she held up a quill made from pheonix feathers. Her name was Rarity, the fashionista of ponyville and owner of the small boutique. Not to mention one of the greatest dress makers this side of Canterlot. The mare hummed as she wrote name after name on the paper.

“On the one hoof having her end up with a prince would be more exciting and I could have a sub plot during the wedding. On the other hoof if I had her marry one of her companions, perhaps after a riveting adventure, they could have a deeper connection. Ohhh! Ideaaaa! What if one of the princes WERE her companion? Yes! Of course! Hiding away from his true duties as a prince until she squeeeeal!” Her quill danced through the air as she wrote with perfect grace and poise in cursive.

A few blocks down from the boutique a large building designed to look like a massive gingerbread house had closed up for the night, the only sign of life a light coming from the top floor window. An excited earth pony with a pink coat and a cotton candy looking mane and tail hopped around her room as she randomly spouted out her plans to a small toothless gator that sat on her pink bet.

“First she can fall in a time warp and get sent back in time and then she'll meet herself and they'll have to team up to defeat the bad guy but then the bad guy will turn out not to be the bad guy and it turns out her other self was the villain all along and it turns out it's an alternate reality but then it turns out not only is it an alternate reality every pony is a vampire too! Except the princess who is a leprachaun and then they have to try and stop her evil side from destroying all the candies both past and future except she gets stuck in another time vortex and she meets hundreds and thousands of her and she needs to get every pony together so they can defeat the bad her except the bad her gets all the villains together and then they have a massive fight with all the good hers and bad hers and some of them are guys and some are dragons and some are griffons and they all come together and have a big oatmeal cookie party and then-”

“PINKIE KEEP IT DOWN! Some of us are trying to sleep!” a feminine voice yelled from one of the halls.

“Sorry Mrs. Cake!” she called back as she took her pen in her mouth and began writing, her entire body quivering with excitement.

On the outskirts of the village, near the dangerous Everfree forest, a small cabin surrounded by a small pond stood proudly. A number of smaller houses had been set up for chickens, bunnies and all manner of woodland creatures. A few beams of light emitted from the windows as inside a small yellow pegasus with a pink mane and tail paced nervously around the room while a small white bunny watched her.

“Oh Angel,” she said to the bunny, “Why did I ever agree to this? I thought a story would be fun!” she wailed as she looked at her paper, already a few pages done. “They're going to be so mad... They'll go 'Oh Fluttershy, Daring Do would never do this or that.' or 'Fluttershy, you did the accents wrong,' or 'Fluttershy, you wrote to much detail and it's boring or didn't explain her motivations well enough and it's so rushed!” The pony dropped to the ground and sobbed. “Oh Angel I can't do this! But if I don't do it they'll be mad because I said I would but I just didn't want to upset Twilight...”

Angel hummed a little as he tapped his cheek with a little fury paw. He needed to find the best and proper way to motivate the poor mare and help her get over her fear. This would require tact. Skill. Talent. Most importantly of all, a small little sweater. He darted off and returned a few moments later in reading glasses, a small purple and dark blue plaid sweater and a small smoking pipe that shot out little bubbles rather than smoke.

The now articulate bunny hopped over to the writing material and took a seat, pulling the pieces of paper into his lap and flipping through them as his owner, Fluttershy, stood and watched with a frightened expression.

The small bunny hummed as he slowly scanned through the story until finally he read the last words and put the story down. He closed his eyes and lightly tapped his pipe against his paw, sending bubbles scattering through the small home. He then turned his gaze to the cowering pegasus and opened his eyes.

“W-well?” she squeaked.

He held out his paw... and made a thumbs up.

“Really? Are you sure? But what about the merchant's accent? Or when she freezes because of the poisoned dart almost hit her? Or-”

She was interrupted by a loud squeak as the bunny made motion towards its sweater.

“Oh. Right. Of course, thank you Angel. I'll get right back to work,” she said with a smile as she happily got to writing, her wing holding the pen. The story must be good! Nothing that read a story in a sweater like that could possibly misjudge a work of literature.

Far above in a large home made of clouds Rainbow Dash laid in bed and dreamed. She was of course being awesome since, well... she was Rainbow Dash. She and Daring Do were on an adventure! All the enemies from the movies and books were out to get some ancient artifact, it really didn't matter which one, and they were on the case to stop them! Explosions went off, high speed chases, it was the most awesome Daring Do story ever!

It was so exciting in fact the pegasus flapped her wings a few times and rolled around in her bed... before promptly falling off and crashing to the ground below. Fortunately it was made of clouds. Unfortunately it was still a fall and she landed with a groan and looked around.

“Huh? Wha?” she glanced up at her bed and slowly stretched. “Ugh... not again...” she then hummed and glanced towards a small desk she had set up with a pen and paper. “Wellll... if I'm up anyway... I might as well get to writing,” she said with a smirk as she hopped off and got to writing.

“Worse comes to worse I'll just move my nine o'clock nap to eight and take an extra long one at noon,” she grumbled as her pen danced across the paper. “Hee hee... So the herd of evil gathered, plotting their destruction of Daring Do... Fortunately her friend the amazingly awesome and fast flier Prism Runner was spying from above and got ready to fly off and tell her hero. Ohhh! She'll slip and let them know, time for a high speed chase!”

The pegasus giggled as she wrote with her special Wonderbolt certified refillable pen, unaware her five friends at the same time were working on their stories just as diligently. If not more so.