I seem to have forgotten about this group of stories, and for that I'm sorry... so I feel I should let you know I'm still in this fandom, just forget to post... a lot. Time to clean up a bit of the old ideas.

To Start, something light. If enough interest is shown, actual stories might be worked out.

Pinkie looked around the endless void curiously, watching those strange monkey like creatures walking around her aimlessly, as though they had things to do other than notice a talking pink pony sitting in the middle of their paths. She was back again, but it felt... more real this time. Like she was coming more fully into this strange place.

Turning her head she followed one of those monnies as she heard them refer to each other as. This one was familiar to her. She felt she should know this female, she thought since others with the chest bumpies didn't have dangly bits. She wore a strange purple skirt, with a black upper skirt thingie, and her mane had this really cool pink stripe running through the darker purple.

Pinkie knew this one, she was always here when she went to the other world. She seemed... lonely. How could anyone be lonely? Couldn't they have a party with all their friends? But then she didn't seem to have that many friends, just that really tall lady that reminded her of Princess Celestia, and her little lizard. Maybe she coul- OH! she was getting pulled back!

Bouncing down Mane Street, Pinkie thought about the dream she'd just had and how weird it felt. In fact, it was as though that mony filly was trying to reach out for her, to tell her something. But what could it be? What could possibly require pulling her into anoth- "Hello." a voice cut her off mid-thought, as she focused on the speaker, the air seemed to flee from her, so she forced herself to gasp. Only one thought filled her mind as she bolted out of there in a blur of pink.

It's her! It has to be her! Oh wow, I have to throw her a party and welcome... wait... what was her name? Oh well, party to sure she has lots and lots of new friends and she's not alone like that mony filly. Nopony should ever be lonely like that mony filly was every night. And it was time to ensure that, Pinkie Pie style!

That filly would be welcomed to Ponyville or her name wasn't Pinkamena Diane Pie.