HopefulDusk

Dreams A non-canon short story Longshot slowly opened his eyes, squinting as his eyes adjusted to the early morning sun that shone through the bedroom window. Waking from his slumber he became more aware of his surroundings, idly his right hand gently ran through something soft. Eyes glancing down to see Inkwell sleeping against him, his hand weaving through her mane, her soft breathing tickling his chest. Smiling to himself he ran his fingers gently through her mane again, an ear twitching in her sleep, or so he’d thought. “Good morning sleepy head.” Came Inkwell’s voice as she moved her head to look up at him. R

It was a cool spring morning and bonsai was getting ready to open her shop. She went about her business as normal. Watering the plants and saplings, checking everything was in order and was watching the sunrise from the front window when she noticed something. Smiling she headed for the door and without turning the sign over to read ‘open’ as she still had a few minutes to spare after all, stepped outside. Heading over to the lump in the grass Bonsai grinned as she prodded it with a hoof. “How long have you been out here?” she asked, the stallion lifting the hat from his face to peer up at the mare. “Jus’

Bar Entertainment A Non-canon Short Story Raffles was feeling rather irritated, he was too far from home to make it back tonight and yet he needed something to occupy his mind until then, lest he go mad otherwise. Perhaps the bar would provide something interesting until a case or some kind of puzzle revealed itself to him. Shoving the old saloon-style doors wide he walked into the bar ignoring the few glances that he got from other ponies. He took a seat at the main bar on one of the stools fixated to the floor, tapping his hoof on the bar, signalling the bartender for service. The mule behind the bar came over to him and seemed slightly