Big Mac was pulling the plough through a new plot of untamed land he had recently obtained the deed to. Few ponies ever farmed this close to the Everfree Forest. In fact it was only the Apple Family who currently farmed in any part of what generally is considered the "neutral zone" around the Everfree. Still, profits were down and the crop yield from last summer had been below expectation, it was time to let that soil rest and move to fresh ground. 
The ground was stony, but the earth found here was rich and well rested, perfect for a new crop of corn. Ol' Slicer (as he affectionately named his plough) was tearing up the ground behind him as he heaved it forward. Suddenly there was a metallic twang as the harness he was wearing suddenly went fully taught. Turning, he saw that Slicer had been caught on something. Pawing the ground with his hoof, Big Mac tried to dislodge the stone that was blocking the plough. 
Getting a hoof under an edge of the flat stone surface he strained

"Twiiiiiiiiiiiiiiliiiiiiiiiight! I absolutely must have you come over later today, it's imperative that I get somepony to pose for my newest design 'Fashionably Focused'. Pllleeeeeeeaaaaaase?" begged the white unicorn.
"Rarity, don't you see how important this could be? Who knows what horrible and dangerous events may transpire in the next few days! I must warn the Princesses to prepare ponies for mass evacuation to...I don't know where! I also have to learn a series of high-level spells AND rework all I know about science and time theory, all before next Tuesday! I can't possibly pose for posters of ponies purposely posing." Twilight said sternly.
"Twilight! I can't believe you would simply dismiss my life's work with a casual wave of the hoof for some fantastic potential future that won't even happen!"
"And you can't just simply dismiss my future self's warning as a figment of my imagination or some deluded ravings of some crazed future pony! Thi

"Will you post ponies on my board?" said the Discord to the 'Shy,
'Tis the prettiest little website that ever you did spy;
The way into my website is through a winding link,
And I've a many curious things there, even a pony's sink."
Oh no, no," said the little 'Shy, "to ask me is in vain,
For who posts in your pony board are ne'er seen about again."
"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Discord to the 'Shy.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
Oh no, no," said the little 'Shy, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"
Said the cunning Discord to the 'Shy, "Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little 'S

As Daring-Do trekked through the tropical jungle, the wet heat sapped her energy and slowed her every step. If only she could escape this oppressive atmosphere and fly up into the cool blue sky. But her crash landing in the jungle had injured her wing and she was grounded for a few days. A few days, it might as well be a few months, or a few years! The mosquitoes buzzed loudly, the macaws cried from the high trees, yet, all of these distracting noises were not enough to cover the sound of the predators following her every step. [Tiger roars from an inch away, lunges at Daring-Do who ducks just in time, then jumps over a log] [Black panther blocks her path, growling] [Brown lynx jumps out from another direction, screeching] [Spotted Cheetah yowls while jumping from a mass of ferns, blocking yet another escape route. Only one path left.] [Standing on the log in the center of the beasts, our hero, Daring-Do looked out to the last path that was was blocked off by...a white kitty, hackles r

The two unicorns stared at each other from across the arena, the magical tension palpable even to the few Earth Ponies in attendance. Narrowing her eyes, the greatest unicorn in the land slowly removed her hat and laid it aside, mentally preparing her spell that would either win her Equestria-wide acclaim and finally let the truth be known or would crush her soul.
This was it, the final contest in the second annual Arcane Sciences competition. The prize: Luna's Magical Laurel, the single most coveted head covering in the land. The price: Reputation.
Since that fateful day in Ponyville the price, which she once would possibly have considered too high to risk had sunk down to an all time low that spurred her further than ever before.
Pitted in this final contest against Twilight Sparkle was amazingly fitting. Neither had entered last year's competition, so the title had to be wrested from the last winner still. That mattered not, all that mattered was that this battle,