Pumpalolo

Well. I thought of this very rapidly. I was scared. More scared then I had ever been in my life. My ears caught the faint noise of crunching leaves, and my pupils shrunk with fear as I wriggled deeper into my pit of dead leaves, pullng my sweatshirt closer to my shivering body. "Lizzie?" I heard the faint sound of my friend's voice. I peeked my head up slowly, just catching a glimpse of Lainy's jacket before I shrank back down. "No, no, no, no. Anyone but Lainy. Please, please turn around!" I muttered quietly as I heard the crunching of leaves grow closer. In the pit of my stomach, and cold fear grew. "Lizzie, what are you doing out

 Big Mac had always felt on some level that he understood ponies around ponyvill at a fairly good level, but the one thing he could not understand was why the meres in town were so keen to him.  After all he was only a hard working earth pony that made his way through the day the best he could. He was not the smartest or the strongest. Nor was he the wisest or the best at any particular thing. He just worked in the field's day in and day out to give ponyvill the best darn apples equestria had ever seen. He thought he did a pretty good job to. But was that a reason for all the meres to fawn all over him? He certainly thought not. For one thing

Late at night when all the world is sleeping I stay up and think of you And I wish on a star That you're thinking of me too Twilight lay awake in her bed, staring at the ceiling.  Her clock read 3:00 AM, but sleep still evaded her.  A mysterious longing kept her mind from any peace, especially when she ran her arm across the side of her bed, which was empty.  She recognized the longing as loneliness, but didn't know why it haunted her. Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be Than here in my room, dreaming about you and

 He closed the red barn doors and locked it up for the weekend. Finally after a long week of plowing and heaving, it was finally time to relax. Big Macintosh took a final sigh as he watched the sun set on the farm's horizon. "I guess I should get ready… what do ponies do to get ready for parties…?" he thought inquisitively. Pinkie Pie had somehow done it. She finally convinced Big Mac to attend one of her famous parties. "Silly Macintosh!" she giggled a few days earlier. "All you do is work, work, work! Come to my party on Friday and have some fun!" Big Mac shrugged without changing his usual facial expression. "I'm sorry, Pinkie.

Prologue "V-Vinyl, what has g-gotten into you?" Octavia mumbled through a shower of kisses and nuzzles, the unicorn being more aggressively affectionate than usual. "You just look…sexy tonight." She responded sensually, forcing her lover back even further towards their bedroom. "…I wouldn't worry about what's gotten into me…but you might wanna think about what's gonna get into you…" She whispered in her ear in the most sensual tone she could muster. Octavia's face turned a deep shade of crimson, returning the kisses almost as intensely as her partner. The kisses grew more intense and more frequent with every passing mo

Prolonging The Magic Written by Closer-To-The-Sun (Joseph Noblit) Chapter 1: Good Company "Nope," Big Mac said at last to his sister. "Come on, Big Mac, ya been workin' nonstop for the longest time, an ah think goin' to Pinkie Pie's party might do some good for ya," Applejack protested, trying to get him to see her way as they sat together at the dinner table. "Parties just aren't mah thing, Applejack," the red stallion stated, "Besides, I still have some work to d-" "Ah, hush up!" Applejack interrupted her older bother, "It's the evenin' and you can let the work wait 'till mornin'! Applebloom and ah are going and it won't feel right if

Skipped a Beat: Pt. 3        Octavia awoke the next morning to a loud banging on her door. She rubbed her eyes open, smiling thinking that it was her Scratch arriving early. She was excited to think about the two of them having an all day bed day. The grey filly looked over and saw that her friend, Beauty Brass, had already gotten up and left for breakfast. She hopped out of bed silently thanking her friend for leaving and happily trotted over to the door, quickly fixing her mane before pulling it open. Her smile slightly faded as she realized that the pony standing in the door wasn't her fillyfriend. Octavia then became extra concerned whe

Skipped a Beat... "Come on Tavi, Why not?!" asked a mildly irritated Vinyl Scratch. "I'm not going to tell you again. Just no, I refuse." replied Octavia, she was getting more annoyed by the second. She also hated it when the filly unicorn used that name for her. Since their classes at Canterlot's Academy for the Musically Gifted ended for the day, Scratch hadn't left the young grey filly's side. It was their last day of classes before their week long study break, and the white unicorn was trying to get Octavia to go out with her. For months now, Scratch had developed a huge crush on Octavia and made it her goal to ask her out. During the

It was easier for her to move through the thick underbrush in the forest than it was for Big Macintosh. He lumbered through clumsily, just keeping her in sight. And then just like that she was gone. He stopped to look around, panic rising. She was still crying somewhere up ahead. And so he pushed on, breaking through to the more sparse part of the forest, just before it turned back into a field on one side and Ponyville on the other. She was crouched down at the edge of the stream, legs tucked under her, wings folded tight against her small body. Her turquoise eyes were locked on her own reflection, watching herself as the rain fell down arou