Fluttersaurus Rex
Admiral Biscuit

She is the loneliest creature in the primordial world. All who see her flee in terror.

Fluttersaurus crashes through the tall ferns, in pursuit of her elusive prey. A little white rabbit is bounding away from her, as fast as his little bunny legs can carry him. He zigs and zags and hops and bops, while behind him the fearsome Fluttersaur blunders forward, saliva dripping from a mouth full of flesh-tearing teeth.

Ahead is a cliff. The rabbit can run no further. He glances from side to side, but there is no escape, short of jumping to his death.

He has a brief fantasy of kicking the horrible dinosaur off the cliff, but of course it would not feel his fury—could not! So he waits for the end as the grasping claws reach for his tender flesh . . .

And stop ten feet away. Fluttersaurus' arms are too short to reach him.

He hops to freedom between her legs, giving her one good kick in passing.

Fluttersaurus watches him flee and hangs her head. Tears drip to the ground. All I wanted was to hug him. Why doesn't anysaur want a hug?

Author's Notes:

If you read the IDW comics, you'll know Fluttersaurus Rex is canon.

I think it should actually be Fluttersaurus Regina, but I can't be bothered to look it up.

4: The Tragic End of Maregellen

The Tragic End of Maregellen
Admiral Biscuit

On the sterncastle of Her Royal Majesty's ship Trinidad, Commander Maregellen stood next to the helmspony, studying a globe which her good friend Chancellor Puddinghead had given her. They were—by her best reckoning—more than halfway between Equestria and the other side of Equestria.

Everypony had told her that she was crazy, but she was sure she could sail around the whole thing.

“Land ahead,” a pegasus reported from the crow's next. “Shoaling water, and then land.”

Are we there? She trembled with excitement, and turned to her helmsmare. “Bring the ship as close as you can without grounding her.”

Maregellen galloped around the ship, gathering supplies and preparing for a landing party. She was certain this wasn't her final destination . . . but if there were ponies on the land, perhaps she could ask where they were. The globe didn't show any land here, but it wasn't a very useful tool for navigation, in all honestly. Only the largest landmasses were shown.

Presently, she found herself on the strange shore, accompanied by four of her most loyal mares. She stuck a Ponygese flag in the sand, on the off chance that this land hadn't been claimed by somepony else already, and trotted across the rising land, her exploration party on her heels.

By the end of the day, they'd reached the other side of the landmass. There was no ocean there; there was no nothing. Only an empty space, studded with stars.

In frustration, Maregellen bravely went to the very edge, and peered over, hoping against hope to see something below her—some strange land or sea, but there was naught.

She craned her neck over the edge, and got a glimpse of the strata of rock, neatly sliced as if by a cleaver, before the loose topsoil crumbled underhoof. The last thing her crew heard was a diminishing scream as she fell off the edge of Equestria.

The four mares looked around at each other in wide-eyed wonder, before tossing the globe off the edge, too.

Author's Notes:

A One-Shot-Ober fic

The real Magellan is credited as the first man to circumnavigate the globe, although he didn't make it past the Philippines.