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A Writers Meme 1. Prussia 2. England 3. Greece 4. Sealand 5. N. Italy 6. America 7. Japan 8. Germany 9. Denmark 10. Russia 11. Iceland 12. Norway ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1. What would 12 and 1 be like in a relationship? Prussia/Norway?! … It would be like a giant ego boost for Prussia, either that or Denmark would kill him. 2. If 6 and 3 were to have an affair, who would top? America/Greece? GREECE WOULD! 3. 2 and 10. Totally crack or totally canon? Enlgand/Russia? cracktastic 4. Is 4 het or slash better? slash…. I think…. 5. Have you ever read fanfiction

Pasta Pony Ch 3: Rarity's Soulmate and Something That Goes Kesese! Rarity was working once again on some dress for a gala but this time she was a bit worried. The costumer had requested Authentic French couture for her dress saying that Rarity's normal couture would never work. Now Rarity was stressed she had no idea what it was she needed to do to make it Authentic.  "Oh Dear! Is there anyone who knows how to make this Authentic!!" she cried as she did there was a loud Pop! Behind her Rarity turned around to see a lovely unicorn Pony with a stunning white coat and medium wavy mane and a brilliant blue shawl like cape on his back. Next to

                        Pasta Pony                                 Chapter 2: Fluttershy Meets the Scaries As Germany and Italy made their acquaintance with Twilight, two countries were meeting a certain shy Pegasus. Fluttershy had been tending to the animals when a bright flash had caught her attention. When she went to investigate Fluttershy found two a Pegasus and a unicor

                              Pasta Pony "Uhg! Where is that plant!" Twilight Sparkle groaned as she searched the underbrush of the Everfree forest. Tucked safely in her saddle bag was a large book on plants she had been leafing through when she saw a peculiar one she just had to find. It was said to cause insanity if eaten so Twilight wanted to be sure nopony ever ate it! Twilight stopped in a gorge to take a look at the book again, as she leafed through the pages a bright light appeared over

"The forest of blades, the metal glimmers and glistens in the sun, A beauty of the forest, but none shall see,none shall see Its glimmering silver trees, its silver flowers its silver leaves, Once a land of peace and grace, now an empty wood of pain The cats of the land forgot their place; they did not respect the spirit of their forest,The spirit was angered but did nothing against them; the spirit of the blades took leave,With one last look back the cat spat, "Fools you have been so these blades shall wear thin And leave you in the night with more than a kits fight!" upon the last word the spirit fled The clan thought nothing of it