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Pinkie's New ClothesPINKIE'S NEW CLOTHESPinkie's New Clothes by BrownieComicWriter
Rainbow Dash slowly opened her eyes. She yawned, stretched and sat up. It was morning now, and the rays of the newly-risen Sun were streaming through the open window, lighting up the room in a way that just seemed so fresh, and new, and exciting. Rainbow Dash leapt out of bed and trotted over to the window, leaning way, way out. She inhaled deeply, taking a good long breath of that fresh morning air. She smiled and sighed. Today was going to be an awesome day.
After her usual breakfast (which she liked to call "Whatever-I-feel-like-on-toast", today consisting of three slices of slightly overdone toast with raspberry jam and peanut butter spread liberally on top, with some swiss cheese thrown in for good measure,) Rainbow went over to mark off her calender, smirking at the picture of Fleetfoot in a sexy pose with the word "MAY" strategically placed. This day just got better and better. As Rainbow reached for a pen, however, something s
Chapter 23: A Familiar FaceChapter 23: A Familiar Face by LevelDasher
“Nine points! Come on, just one more settlement and it’ll be my third win!” Between six games, three wins was pretty good for me.
“Not if I can help it,” Blackhawk said. “Watch out for the robber!”
“B, that stopped working a while ago. Just stop,” Stripes laughed. “Unless a miracle happens, he’s gonna be champ.”
“Champ?” Blackhawk asked.
“Champ,” Stripes responded.
The two of them turned to me and started speaking in unison.
“Guys, what’s your deal? You’re buggin’ me out a little,” I said. Suddenly, the table started floating away from me. “Hey! Where are you guys—”
“Champ? Hey, Champ!”
I groaned and opened my eyes.
“Well, it’s about time! Morning, Champ! You must have been having one heck of a dream.” Dad was standing over me, his hoof moving away from my shoulder.
Chapter 24: Normal?Chapter 24: Normal? by LevelDasher
“Seriously? You’d never know it if you looked at him,” Mom said. Inkwell was sitting on top of my bed with me, patting my bare head, happy as a clam. The doctors had started my chemo treatment, but none of the side effects had kicked in yet.
“I know,” Joy responded. “I don’t get it, to be honest; he looks absolutely perfect right now. He hasn’t been feeling well for a while now, though. Some of his levels have been off, and his last biopsy could have had better results. If the tests from today come back with similar numbers as last time, then we’ll need to put him back on the list.”
“Maybe it’s our little star over there making the little guy feel all perky.” Dad smiled as he pointed a hoof at me. I couldn’t help but smile myself as I glared at him, but then I realized what Joy had just said.
“Wait, you mean he needs another heart transplant?”
Joy nodded. “It certainly looks tha
MLP: Citizen Weevil: Chapter OneMLP: Citizen Weevil: Chapter One by MagicMan001
Down in Six Points, Part I
One dreary morning, as Weevil was waking up from anxious dreams, he saw, to his numbed depression, that he was still curled up in the same lumpy, undersized bed he crawled into the previous night.
The changeling stallion lay on his hard shell back and saw with bleary azure eyes, as he lifted his head up a little, his dark grey engorged belly painfully stretching his chitinous plating and obstructing his vision. Turning his head left, he saw his wife sleeping on top of him, her strong, muscular legs wrapped around his sides in the same position in which they made love the previous night (what they called 'making love', anyway). Her body was pressed up so tight and hard against him that it felt like a large boulder was tied around his chest and crushing him to death. Their blanket was sprawled out on the floor, having slid off completely during their sleep.
He slowly moved his head away from his wife’s slacked muzz