Tinyweasels

Future Shock, Backward is Forward and A Fond Remembrance      Pinkie started up her time machine and with another whoosh she was in the future. Strangely, she didn't find herself back home, but outside the same castle. It was almost pitch black out; only the moon and stars provided any light. She could make out the shadowy outline of the castle nearby and approached it.      The castle seemed to be in ruins now, bare earth and the dead, leafless trees surrounding it. Why was it so cold? She rubbed her extremities to try to keep warm as she entered the castle.      "

How to Make a Time Machine and Past Friends      A cheer went up among all the Pinkie Pies and her other friends as they exited the Hall of Brainy Stuff and began the long dangerous journey back to the Land of Parties.      "Don't mind me. I was just here all alone. By myself. In the dark--hoping not get eaten by wolves," Rocky said as he saw them exit the Hall of Brainy Stuff.      "What kind of wolves would eat rocks?" Mr. Turnip asked.      After the long and dangerous five-minute journey, the dream party resumed full force, but Pinkie P

For Your Birthday by Tinyweasels      "Thanks for helping me move all this stuff, Twilight," Pinkie Pie said, looking over the boxes Twilight levitated out of the attic and into her bedroom.      "You're welcome, Pinkie.  What is all this?" Twilight asked.  She looked from one box to the next, some filled with toys, others with old flattened balloons and party favors and one with what appeared to be old long stale baked goods.      "My childhood! I've saved loads of stuff and I brought it all with me when I moved here to Sugarcube Corner. Ooh, l

Party's End and One Last Surprise      "Enjoying your first party, Night?" Trixie asked, walking over.      "It is quite interesting. The cake is to die for."      "Yes, Pinkie Pie is quite the excellent baker. So you'll be staying here now?"      "It would seem so."      "I'll miss you, Night."      "Miss me? Why? Oh, right, you will be with the circus."      Celestia cleared her throat and came up behind then, gently resting a wing over each of them. "Pardon my

Resolutions      Once Trixie had gone Luna sat up, clearly uncertain about the pony she was talking to. It took her a couple of false starts to get going, but with Celestia's help she managed.      "Nightmare Moon, I've..I've been struggling with what to say to you since Celestia decided to do this. Once I really looked inside, I realized I can't rest all the blame on you. You offered the temptation, but I chose to embrace it."      She hung her head, not looking at either Celestia or Night, her voice even and calm. "I let my anger and jealousy get the better of me

Homecoming and A Royal Audience     On the walk back to the traveling circus, Night explained the very bizarre dream she had experienced along with greater details of what she had been and what she believed she had become.     Once they had arrived at the circus, they met up with Trixie's family and it after a painfully long silence Presto started the ball rolling.     "Welcome back, Night," Presto said.     "Thank you, Presto," she replied just as awkwardly.     Abbie stepped forward and hugged Night.     "Thank you, Miss Night! Thank you for making the bad dreams go away. When I went back to sleep, there were no more monsters!"

Nightmare's Battle, an Unexpected Ally, and the Power of Cupcakes      When next she was aware, Nightmare Moon wasn't in the ruined castle like the other nights. She found herself in a city, larger and more modern than anything she'd seen. She dimly recalled it as Manehatten from a picture in the newspaper she had read in Clocksburro. It was dark—not night, but total all-consuming darkness. The only way she was able to see was due to some aura radiating from her; it wasn't quite light, rather like a lack of darkness.      When her eyes adjusted, she froze. All around her were the bodie

A Warm Welcome and a Startling Revelation      The trip to Hoofington was a long one, but at last they could see as they approached the town that the circus was still there, packing up and getting ready to move. Nightmare Moon could see Trixie growing more excited the closer they got, but anxiety was also in her eyes.      As they pulled into the circus encampment the ponies all fell silent and just stared. Nightmare Moon could hear some of them whisper Trixie's name. They approached a cart very similar to the one she pulled—standing out front was a middle aged unicorn colt of very si