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Gumdrops"Don't try to talk me out of it, Bon-Bon, I'm going and that's that!" the pink pony flung herself into her friends arms. She let her drop, choosing instead to use her hooves to feign worry. "But Pinkie, it's dangerous in the Everfree Forest! You can't do this!" Pinkie hopped up "I have to do it Bon-Bon, there's no other way! The shop needs those ingredients!" A considerable sized crowd had gathered, just as Pinkie planned. She pressed on "Without the gum-gum drops how will we make our delicious gum-gum muffins?! Halloween is right around the corner!" she began to push through the crowd, towards her home in Sugarcube Corner. Bon-Bon slipped ouGumdrops by ~petethesatisfactory
GummyIt felt good. The sun warmed water rushing between his webbed feet, the crisp breeze that brushed his scales when he poked his head above the waterline. It was the perfect day to be an alligator. He could feel it, he'd catch his first fish today. His father had been teaching him the techniques for a few weeks now, but every time he tried to put them in to practice he'd tense up and either strike too soon or forget to open his mouth before propelling himself towards them.Gummy by ~petethesatisfactory
Not today though, no more disappointed stares from the rest of his family. Today he'd help put food on the rock. Someday he could find his own mate and have a child of his o
Threads of GoldThe process was long and taxing on the body, but it had to be done. If there was one thing Rarity had learned from being a designer it was that it was sometimes necessary to forfeit your own comforts for the benefit of the customer. Be it an awful design they request or a difficult material to gather. She looked to her clock, she did not have much time to spare but with the Cutie Mark Crusaders gone for the night she would at least be able to get some work done. That Sweetie Belle, even in her absence she managed to slow Rarity's work. She knew better than to use Rarity's good silks! Rarity put a closed sign on her shop door, she did not inteThreads of Gold by ~petethesatisfactory
Tale of the April FoolThe moon cast a faint glow across the trees in Sweet Apple Acres. Granny Smith closed the curtains in the living room and headed back to her seat. Applejack and Big Macintosh were away in Canterlot on Apple business and Granny Smith was watching Applebloom and her friends, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. The cutie mark crusaders were staying the night at Applebloom's house and having managed to tire themselves out crusading the day away, had finally settled down, much to Granny Smith`s delight.Tale of the April Fool by ~petethesatisfactory
They huddled together in the living room, behind a couch fortified with pillow walls, Granny Smith sat soggy-eyed across the room in her chair. They sat
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