My Little MurderersCaution:Ponies may die.There are graphic scenes.Anyone below the age of 13 gtfoBad languageA rumor spread around equestria that new ponies were coming to town. They called themselves the Black Roses. Twilight read up on them and it said they were bad luck. They travelled from town to town. Applejack said they should give them a chance. Pinkie Pie offered to throw them a welcoming party. Rainbow Dash wanted to kick their asses. Rarity wanted nothing to do with them. Fluttershy just wanted to stay away from the mean ones, but she said if they were nice maybe she could- no..yes maybe she would make friends with them.It took the gang two
Smarty Pants Chapter 2 Smarty Pants Chapter 2: Caretaker They reached Fluttershy's hut in no time, talking of the events Big Mac went through to get to Twilight's house. Big Mac kept looking at Smarty, who was trying to nom on her back hoof, but she couldn't make it reach her mouth. He smiled a little and chuckled. Twilight looked confused, and glanced at Smarty. She laughed a bit. "Haha-hey, you can't eat that." Twilight said while walking. "Eenope." He smiled. "I can make my foot reach my mouth! See?" Spike reached to lift his foot, but he fell backwards into the dirt with a thud. "I don't think so, Spike." Twilight said smil
Smarty Pants Chapter 1 Smarty Pants Chapter 1: Smarty Surprise Big Mac panted loud heavy breaths, his hooves caked in mud. He trudged through the last hour of his work-day and sighed of relief. He looked upon the plowed field in which he would soon have to plant apple seeds. He smirked to himself. Applejack trotted up and patted his back."Nice job, Big Mac! I ain't know no other ponies strong 'nuff to do that in one day.""Eeyup." Big Mac got unsaddled from the plow and tried to shake the mud off his hooves. Applejack got a bucket of water and poured it over her own hooves. Big Mac did the same afterwards. They chatted and walked together toward the
At First Sightyour eyes that shimmermakes stars look dimmeryour really cute bracesthe sweetest of facesyour outstanding chucklemakes my knees buckleyour adorable messy hairit's just not fairand it makes me sad too,that I just don't know you
Someone to talk toHey there, yes you.You always have someone to talk to,That secret you wish to leak,Those problems you wish to speak.That one person always on your mind.Someone to talk to isn’t too hard to find.Don’t keep all of your problems to yourselfDon’t put them on your problem shelf.Someone is always here for you.Someone to talk to.
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