My fillys

These are some of the frases I remember. Enjoy!

It needs to be about 20% cooler. -Rainbow Dash

Oh, it is ON! -Rarity

The fun has been doubled! -Luna

I'd like to be a tree... -Fluttershy

Aw, make sense? What fun is there in making sense? -Discord

Come on everypony. I want to see you smile! -Pinkie

I didn't put those in my bag! -Bon Bon

But I want it NOW! -Applebloom

What are you, a dictionary!? -Scootaloo

I hate library! -Pinkie

You're...GOING TO amor ME! -Fluttershy

What are you, a SNITCH? - Babs

Good boy, Angel. Mama's proud of you. -Fluttershy

What's soaking wet and clueless? YOUR FACE! -Fluttershy

Why,...

This is my first artigo for this club and so I hope that you all enjoy it. It took a lot of time researching all the different cutie marks, choosing which ones I liked the most, and finding pictures for those ponies. Anyways feel free to leave comments and become a fã if you really like it. Before I start I want to make it clear that this is opinion based. If you are unhappy with what I choose you can tell me so in the comments, but do so in a mature manner. Meaning please don't cuss in response to my artigo or to other comments.
Now that that's out of the way let's begin. And once again...

The last solstice

Chapter 16: The first step


The first ten minutos were one of the most awkward moments Nocturnal Mirage has ever experienced. Since he entered the sanctuary of the solar Princess, none of them said a word to each other. Celestia lay on the sofa immovably, observing the stallion with penetrating eyes and mild inquiry. The delirious, weird flame has disappeared from her purple iris, only now Mirage could acknowledge how all-pervading the alicorn’s look truly is. He felt like he’s staring into a deep well with crystal clear water on the bottom. The Princess’ aura was much...

The three all turned, and looked at the big room they had been lead too. It was fairly open and empty, almost like an theater room. At one end of the room, there were six square vats, each one nearly full with individual Spectra. Above them was a peculiar looking machine. From a central stack, six hoses broke off and lead above each of the individual vats. At the topo, início of the stack was a single opening, red with rust despite the rest of the machine to be shiny and clean. Even further above that was a fairly complex looking object, with chains and gears hanging off of beams and pipes loosely....

Wheels of Evil – Part 5


Lyra comes início late. Or early. It depends on the point of view. Bon-Bon waits for her. She's sitting in the armchair. Lyra tries to sneak inside. She’s evading the objects carefully in the dark. Bon-Bon turns on the light. The unicorn winces and twinkles. Shields her eyes with her hoof.

“Where were you?” Bon-Bon asks coldly. She pierces her sky blue eyes into Lyra’s.

The turquoise pónei, pônei looks back at her. Doesn’t give an answer. Her casaco is bristled up. She doesn’t look like herself.

“I was just… joyriding…” Lyra finally speaks. Her voice is distant....