You find yourself in Ponyville, with no recollection of who you were, and who you are. Making that discovery is just the first step, though.

Prequel to my other stories:
The Color of Apples
I Would Give to You
Faux Pas of the Heart

Being trapped in stone is about as much fun as it sounds.

Unable to cause chaos or get revenge on those who trapped him, Discord takes the only responsible action.

Pbbbt, yeah right. It's Discord. "Responsible" picks itself up and throws itself right out the window when he's around.

He's getting cat's paws to do his work for him.

(A thousand thanks to Radiant Eclipse for the sweet cover art. Go check out his stuff, he's awesome. I'd also like to give a shout to everyone who's helped me with this story, and to the people who read it. I love you guys. Oh, and fair warning. This was my first foray into fanfiction, so it's pretty mediocre to start. Around the time Nightmare Moon makes her glorious entrance is around the time it stops being crap.)

A year after the "Want it, Need it" incident, Twilight has finally managed to move on from the embarrassment. She doesn't even care that Big Mac has Smarty Pants anymore. There are times to let go of old toys.

Unfortunately, some toys just won't stay put away...

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Full credit for this idea goes to one Mr. Tom Garrity.