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// Episode 11: Miss Equestria Pageant 
// Story: Last Week Tonight with Discord 
// by FrostTheWolf 
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        Even with the success involving Griffonstone last week and the fact that not only did it give the civilians in Griffonstone hope, but it also soon lead to the king stepping down from his position of power, his son Jakob becoming the griffons newfound leader and to them having the declaration that was called ‘Gabriel’s dream’ becoming the new set of laws and the country's constitution, the spirit of chaos was still surprised by one thing. Last week, his program was only the second most viewed show on last sunday and the one that actually topped the charts was something that he did not know a thing about… but also was rather curious about it.

        And knowing that Rarity herself sometimes helps out for these kinds of events made it all the more reason for him to visit one of Fluttershy’s friends this afternoon as he soon knocked on the door to the carousel boutique. When the unicorn herself opened it up, she was rather surprised to see Discord in front of the door ever so politely. “Oh, why hello there Discord. I wasn’t really expecting anypony this afternoon.”

        “Good to see you too, Rarity.” The draconequus greeted her as he looked inside. “May I come in?”

        For a moment, Rarity just stared at him… bewildered. Not knowing why he would go through all the trouble of trying to be polite with her of all ponies. She knew that Discord had a habit of just appearing out of nowhere unannounced, but this was exactly the opposite. “Why sure, come on in,” she replied, welcoming the spirit of chaos into her home as she turned to the kitchen. “Is there I can get for you?”

        “Actually… I would like to ask for your help on something.” That almost had the fashionista stop in place. Bewildered once again. Not only was he asking for help, but doing so politely? It almost made Rarity think that the real Discord was switched out with a completely different one just by how he was acting.

        “You… need my help?”

        “Why yes actually… I was trying to find some information on something that involved fashion and clothes for my next topic and I thought the best pony to talk about it with would be you.” That seemed… legitimate, but it also made Rarity wish that Applejack was somehow here in order to tell if the Draconequus was lying or not.

        “Well, if you insist… But if I may ask… what is it specifically that you are trying to find out more about?” The unicorn asked, causing Discord to chuckle a little bit.

        “Well, it all started around last monday when looking at the ratings for the episode I invited you and the girls to come watch. Along with the princesses of course…”



        By the time that the conversation between Discord and Rarity was finished, both of them found out a lot more about the topic at hoof than they originally anticipated… and felt like they bit off a lot more than they can chew when they began looking into it. But soon, Discord had found what he was looking for, and even was able to get some additional advice on the suits that he would wear when doing these broadcasts. So, as he was getting the preparations in place for this episode as he began to think over what he was going to say.

        So, after the brief opening sequence, he dived right into the next topic. “I would like to talk to you about last week. Now if you recall… last week, this show made some big discoveries during the events of the Friendship Summit and that of Griffonstone. And yet… despite everypony paying attention and watching this show here… something else happened yet again that got more attention than the Friendship Summit and this show combined. It’s an annual event that onepony would attention too if you can stand their overdramatic advertising or this for that matter.”



        “Get ready for the fashion, the lip gloss… the blood, sweat and sequins.”

        “Mares and Gentlestallions, please welcome your Miss Equestria Semi-finalists!! And just several of the beautiful mares up here on stage this evening! Beautiful!!”



        Which, of course, was followed by Discord attempting to impersonate the judge in the last part of the clip. “Beautiful!! And just to remind the audience at home, I am a fully grown stallion dressed in a tuxedo and walking in front of a bunch of mares in swimwear and dresses waiting to be judged! Beautiful I say!!” Which got the crowd to laugh rather hard and also cheer a little as Discord got back to sitting upright for the camera. “Yes, last sunday, just before we were doing our show I might add, was the annual Miss Equestria pageant. It’s one of those events that when you watch it for fifteen minutes… makes you think… How the buck is this still happening?”

        The crowd laughed at that in response as he looked back at the crowd for a moment. “Now, most ponies here might know a thing about this beauty contest and how long they’ve been around, especially when back in the day, they actually judged a contestant’s competition based on a number scale,” That was followed with a brief black and white video segment where it explained how each part was different points. “Which, incidentally… when you’re talking like that, it sounds like you’re speaking Horse Code to one another about which mares they might get ‘lucky’ with.” Discord finished, doing some air quotes when he said the word lucky before looking back at the crowd for a moment and then picking up from there.

        “Yet… even though this has been around for awhile, the only thing that draws attention to it nowadays is when somepony just happens to show you something like this from a couple years back.”



        “I believe that our education and such like in Saddle Arabia and in Hoofington and everywhere like such as and… I believe that they should… I believe that our education over here in Equestria should help Equestria- I mean Saddle Arabia and Hoofington-” That was followed by a bell like sound heard in the background, even though the contestant was still speaking. “And we should be able to help them and Puerto Caballo.”



        Some of the crowd was laughing on the contestant’s mix ups, but some in the crowd were rather confused as to what exactly they just watched. “Now to be fair… her question was… can she sound like a dictionary and thesaurus thrown into a spinning Dizzitron 5000.” The image of the same contraption from Wonderbolt Academy and also two books spinning in there with pages flying everywhere had the crowd laughing again as Discord took a deep breath. “Personally, I think she nailed that…”

        That had the draconequus then speak up a little. “It’s easy to make fun of pageant contestants sometimes when they happen to mess up in their responses to questions or their routines on stage, but when I asked for Rarity’s help on this, both of us were completely surprised by two things. So… let me ask you what sounds really crazier? The fact that contestants sometimes give stupid answers… or the fact that they are always asked stupid questions?”



        “It has been rumored that the equestrian government has been trying to figure out how to acquire records from those who use payphones. Do you think this is a breach of personal privacy?”

        “What is so hot, it’s cool, but it’s so cool it’s hot?”

        “If there were an international incident in which individuals from a foreign country had detained hostages, Equestria’s policy is to ‘not leave anypony behind’. Would you be willing to trade the lives of prisoners in Tartarus that have committed heinous crimes to uphold this policy?”



        That had Discord looking at his audience in complete and utter confusion as he just facepalmed himself. “Just… what? Personally, I think I can agree with Prince Blueblood facepalming in the background there,” The image from the last question soon had everything darken out around where it showed the adopted Prince. “Because I really doubt that if a hostage situation were to happen, it could be solved with a model from Califoalnia and a pony whose moustache looks like it was drawn in by colts drawing squiggles with crayons.”

        As the audience laughed at the image of Fleur De Lis drawing in Fancy Pant’s moustache was shown on screen., shortly before Discord did raise up a talon for a moment as snap his fingers as he made a toaster appear on his desk. “Although, let me do make it clear and that second question actually does have an answer,” With that, the toaster soon popped out a pair of glazed pastries as he looked at the crowd. “And that is poptarts.” He snacked on them for a couple of moments, before throwing them and the toaster in the background and having them explode into pink smoke. “Now, if you have been paying attention to the pageant or just tuning in, let me be clear that they don’t do this entire thing for sh*yay*t’s and giggles. And the ponies running the show say that’s it’s supposed to be for more than just looks.”



        “This is a scholarship pageant.”

        “Miss Equestria funds Scholars all across Equestria!”

        “It’s hard to think that they’re the largest provider of scholarships for mares on the planet.”

        “It may be easy to mistake this for a beauty pageant, but this is a scholarship pageant. That’s what Miss Equestria is.”



        Yet, despite what was seen here, Discord was personally not convinced. “Riiiiiight, because you need to see them in dresses and swimwear because the intelligence in the brain is being presented by what they’re wearing on their body. That must be the reason…” With him rolling his eyes, he then went back to the topic that he was talking about. “It must also be the reason why if you actually call their headquarters, you get an answering machine message like this.”



        “Thank you for calling the Miss Equestria Organization. The nation's number one provider of Scholarships for Mares.”



        Discord personally blinked at that, looking bewildered like how Rarity was when he had met with her earlier in the week. “Okay, that is suspiciously defensive straight out the gate. It’s like you hear Princess Twilight say ‘Hello and welcome to this ordinary castle that is definitely not a place to perform crazy scientific forth grade interdimensional warpf*ckery! Welcome!!’.” It didn’t help that the image that corresponded with that had Twilight dressed in a labcoat and had glasses on while also having her doll, Smarty Pants, strapped down to what looked like an operating table. “Just don’t press her science button, that’s all I’m saying…”

        Soon though, Discord got back around to what he was talking about. “So if… just if it is actually true that they offer scholarships to mares… then that’s a little bit weird. Because it doesn’t provide those scholarships for all mares… just those that compete in their pageants. And when Rarity and I got our hands/hooves on one of their applications, we were both equally uphauled by some of the requirements that they ask for…” That had some of the audience sound confused as he pulled out what looked like a small packet that was a scholarship. “Because not only do you need to prove to them that you are not married or planning to get married, but you also need to prove to them that you’re currently not pregnant… and have never been one. Those sound more like questions that intrude on personal boundaries to the point that Rarity wouldn’t hesitate to smack you with a forehoof and knock your teeth out with that mean right hook of hers!”

        That was followed by a picture of Rarity punching some drunken stallion that was getting in her personal space as some of the stallions teeth was seen flying everywhere. “And yet, a lot of these questions seem utterly meaningless, but they insist that these questions are necessary. Which would seem true if the ponies who are judging are those who speak in code and think they have a chance of getting to second base with one of them after the show,” The draconequus told them, before adding something else as some light laughter was heard in the background. “But these guys don’t just say they’re the biggest… they back this up with numbers. Just watch this years host say it for herself.”



        “We’re Equestria's number one scholarship program for mares in the country with over forty five million bits made available annually.”



        At that point, everyone was caught off guard by that. To the point that a lot of ponies in the crowd were rather suspicious of that statement. “Yeah… I can agree with everypony in tonight's audience. That is an unbelievable amount of bits… and by that I mean I actually don’t believe you. Hearing that over and over leaves you with the kind of number that literally rattles around inside your head, driving you crazy.” The image of the number ‘45,000,000’ was seen chasing around what looked like Discord’s brain inside his head.

        “Which, for instance, may make you wonder… how can you possibly find out more about their program?”



        “Find out more by calling the Miss Equestria Foundation or by visiting our website at MissEquestriaFoundation.org.”



        Discord then pointed to the freeze frame image of the hosts saying that as he began to speak up. “And that right there is how this whole craziness began… Because when Rarity and I tried to look into that, we found that the ‘about us’ section on their page had the first three words be… ‘We Fun Scholars’. Which kind of undermines the point of their message if the scholars they provide for can’t use proper grammar.” A lot of ponies laughed in the audience at that contradiction as Discord paused for a few seconds while preparing his next statement. “But it was while looking on there that Rarity and I found out that the Miss Equestria and it’s foundation are registered non-profits, meaning that they need to file public tax forms. So, what we were looking for was that magic number that those hosts keep trying to say all the time to hypnotize us with at forty five million.”

        That was followed by the image of the hosts from this years pageant trying to use a spinning dial to hypnotize the crowd and believe in what they say. “Yet… what the both of us found was beyond shocking… because when we asked for some help from Princess Twilight and her treasury advisor Filthy Rich in order to look it over with us, we found something much crazier instead.” The Draconequus replied, before showing the math on screen. “Around three years ago, we learned that Miss Equestria only spent under five hundred thousand bits on their scholarship program. And at this point… I think some of the students in Equestria’s charter school can say that’s a forty four and a half million bit difference!!”

        Discord took a deep breath after that as he waited for the laughter from the last part die down. “So… at this point, we had two options. One, say to ourselves… ‘sure, the numbers don’t really add up. But it’s only Miss Equestria, let alone a beauty pageant so who really gives a sh*yay*t?’” That had the crowd laugh a bit just as they got to the second choice. “Or two… the four of us can try to pull the tax forms from every competition ever held by them across the country because at this point, the subject was driving all of us f*cking insane!!” The audience did not actually expect though… for him to snap his talon and have a humongous stack of papers soon pile up on his desk as Discord heard every one of the cheering. “It’s been a very weird week… and don’t take it from me. Take it from two of the ponies that helped me out with this… who just happen to be here with me tonight! Please welcome Princess Twilight Sparkle and the fashionista herself, Ms. Rarity!!”

        With that, both ponies actually trotted onto the stage and soon took up their seats next to Discord as they waved hello at the audience. “Thank you for having us here, Discord.” Rarity spoke up as she and her friend looked towards the draconequus.

        “No no, thank you for joining us this evening,” He insisted. “Now… would either of you like to share how we tried working on this?”

        “Well,” Princess Twilight spoke up, trying to take initiative. “We all tried contacting every city across Equestria that has held local and citywide pageants and were able to get roughly thirty three sets of paperwork from them. Yet, when we looked at it, and also generally assumed what the outcome would be for every other event we didn’t get, the amount of bits that was given to scholars in total was MUCH less than what they are claiming.”

        “And that amount was?” Discord asked.

        “Under four million bits…” The Princess replied, causing the entire crowd to gasp as she turned to the camera. “And remember, this is an organization that is claiming this…”



        “-forty five million bits made available annually.”



        “And with that, I think everybody else can agree with me when I say… How the BUCK is this possible!?!” Twilight snapped, looking way too confused. “I think you are just as confused as well Discord.”

        “I surely am, how the f*yay* is this even possible!?!” The draconequus replied, before all of them turned to the camera. “So… in our collective frustration and realizing that we were in way too deep, we tried calling them again and that’s when we all heard this.” Five seconds after that, Discord pointed to the ceiling and that’s when the same audio snippet from before played once again.

        ‘Thank you for calling the Miss Equestria Organization. The nation's number one provider of Scholarships for Mares.’

        “And the key term that all of soon collectively realized in that sentence the second time around was the word provider,” Discord started speaking, before letting Rarity actually pick it up from there and begin explaining. “Some schools offer specific scholarships and opportunities directly to Pageant contestants, yet the thing is… Miss Equestria counts all of them, not just ones that they could physically take.”

        Which was soon picked up by Discord once again. “So for instance, Miss Filly-delphia’s organization offers scholarships to just these four schools,” That was followed by seeing the logos of four high level universities that were stationed around Filly-delphia and that the value of each of them are added up together. Despite the fact that she’s only going to attend ONE of those schools at most, she’s not going to attend all four of them at the same time unless she tries cloning herself and the last time that happened was when Ponyville had a stampede of pink run through the entire town!!”

        That had the whole crowd laugh in response and cheer as Discord tried to calm them down. “Furthermore… furthermore… Miss Califoalnia, the sponsor of the PR major who was asked the question that made Blueblood and I agree on something oddly enough,” The draconequus added, as well as show the image of Blueblood facehooving himself in the process. “Has said to provide over two point four million bits to just one particular school in the area of San Franciscolt. And I believe I’ll let Twilight pick it up from there.”

        “Thank you Discord,” She acknowledge him before looking at the crowd. “So yes, Miss Califoalnia has said to provide that many bits to one school, Pacific University… which, at this point, blew all of our minds and that of Filthy Rich. Because receiving that much bits from a beauty contest organization may make it sound like the prettiest school in all of Equestria!” That was followed by seeing images of ponies from Miss Equestria walk down a school hallway like it was a catwalk carrying school bags and pencils.

        Then… came the shocking part. “But when we contacted the University, it turns out that Miss Equestria got to that amount by multiplying the value of the scholarship by twenty four, the amount of contestants that were in the pageant that could theoretically accept it.” That had almost all of the crowd gasp in shock, stunned by the revelation. “Even though the number of actual contestants who did accept it… was actually WAY less than that.”

        And once again, Discord picked it back up as all three of them looked back at the camera. “Twilight is right on that. The number of contestants who did accept it… and you are not going to believe this at all… was zero.” The image on the screen that showed the original calculations for the scholarship was then changed to have the amount of the scholarship to be multiplied by zero, which ultimately lead to the final result being zero. “Meaning that the money that they ‘provided’ and the money that they awarded was… ALL of the money they provided!”

        At that point, Discord snapped his fingers, having all the paper on the desk disappear for a moment as he looked back at the camera. “And at this point, we were about almost midway through the week and we were running on numerous pots of coffee in order to stay awake. But at this point, two things are clear here… one, that the Miss Equestria Foundation provide WAY less than what they claim and two, they keep on saying this…”



        “The Miss Equestria Foundation is the leading overall provider of scholarships for mares all across the planet.”



        “And unfortunately, as we all hatefully have to admit right now, they’re right. Because their lowest number is still higher than any other organization. Many in which, you can donate too,” Discord pointed out, before adding something else that both Rarity and Twilight were caught off guard by. “But there is one other thing that isn’t really openly stated by Miss Equestria that is on their site and that is potential internship opportunities. Once again, these opportunities are open for pageant contestants along with those who want to seek a career in the sewing and/or modeling industry. However, an internal audit conducted by the Canterlot Intelligence Agency revealed that most interns for these specific fields are tasked with doing errands and other things that they might not feel is right or lose that job. Rarity, would you happen to remember this from some time back?”



        “This is the first place for Fashion week. With my name on it! But I thought I lost!”

        “You didn't. You won. Suri was hoping that if you didn't claim your prize, the judges would consider it a forfeit and first place would go to her. So she lied to make you and your friends go away, and, well, I lied too.”



        Rarity just looked at Discord, a bit caught off guard by seeing that. “Yes, I remember Coco Pommel. She quit working for Suri and I offered for her to come work for me.”

        Discord smiled at that. “Yeah, that is true. Though, when I looked at the list of the ponies that work with Miss Equestria to provide opportunities, Ms. Polomare’s name was on that list and Coco at the time was an intern. She was threatened with the loss of her job if she didn’t comply, so she quit and decided to tell the truth. I found it out from her just recently while preparing for this show.”

        That surprised not just Rarity and Twilight, but also everypony else in the crowd… and left Twilight with one particular question in mind. “Would you care to know anypony else on that same list?”

        “Well, the list was a big one, but it also included a few of the ponies that were judges on the competition that you had Applejack judge… which, incidentally included a stallion with a three shaded mane, short tail and triangle tip glasses that looked like he stepped out of the 80’s.” That was followed by an image of the pony named Starstreak looking like he was stepping out of a time traveling carriage after he went back to the future. “Though, the thing that I’m personally not liking from this guy is some of the false hopes he tells his interns.”

        “Oh really, dear?” Rarity asked. “What’s your proof?”

        “Well, do you remember that model that he had with him at the time? The one with the purple mane and red eyes?” Discord asked as he held up an image. “He had promised her that he would give her the chance to not only meet with you, but also talk with you. Both things never happened and the only chance she had of seeing you… was for ten seconds. I mean… who would give somepony false hopes, only to have their dreams crushed right in front of their eyes? That mare saw Rarity as her idol and she got denied the chance of meeting her! That’s like being told you’re going to get the chance to meet Princess Celestia, only to find a cardboard cutout in the next room.” That itself even had an image for it where there was a before and after shot. First, a pony thinking that they’re going to get the chance of meeting the Princess, only to be met with a cardboard cutout.

        “That…… is a really valid point right there,” Twilight spoke up. Even though she hated to admit it, something like that was rather messed up. “But how are we going to fix something like this, given all that we know?”

        That… has Rarity soon chime in and speak in melancholy. “IDEA!!! Perhaps the best way to get their attention… is to speak to them in the way that they happen to value the most.”

        That… got Discord thinking for a moment as he scratched his chin… shortly before speaking up. “Hunh… I like where this is going… twenty second conversations with mares in evening dresses and sashes… That seems like the only thing they truly value at this point… I think I know just what we need to do now!”

        That though… just confused Twilight even more. “Uh… you do?”

        “Why of course!!” Discord proclaimed, before looking to Rarity. “Come with me, my dear! We got some work to do!” With that, both of them walked off the set for a minute, startling Twilight beyond belief and also some of the other members of the audience. Shortly before the lighting turned to the other half of the stage as they all now saw a new banner hanging from the ceiling.

        The Miss Last Week Tonight in Ponyville Pageant, Hosted by Discord and Rarity!

        “O-oh dear…”

        “Welcome, welcome everypony to the Miss Last Week Tonight in Ponyville Pageant, hosted by yours truly,” Discord announced as he gestured towards both himself and Rarity. “And just as a reminder, this is a scholarship pageant where our contestants, and our contestants only can receive over 40 million bits in 1 bit scholarships and they are only allowed to have just one!”

        “Now, let’s begin the events this evening with bringing out our first contestant,” Rarity took the chance to speak now as she looked at the audience. “Ms. First Contestant!!” It turns out, the first contestant they were referring to… was actually the same pony that was supposedly the model of Starstreak in a beautiful navy colored dress that looked like flowing ocean waves. And when she was asked to come on stage and saw Rarity, she almost broke down into tears because she was able to finally meet the one pony that really inspired her to pursue this career.

        “Welcome, welcome! You look absolutely marvelous in that dress, darling!” Rarity commented as the model came on stage.

        “Why t-thank you. I-it’s an honor to finally have the chance to meet you in person, Ms. Rarity!” The young pony replied back, while Discord was shuffling a few cards in his hand in preparation for what came next.

        “Here you go Rarity.” Discord commented, handing a card to Rarity as she grabbed it with her levitation spell.

        “Are you ready for your question, darling?” She asked, which lead to the model nodding her head as she began to read off the question that’s on the card. “Question 1… What does the continued existence of the Miss Equestria Pageant say about how mares and females in general are viewed in Equestria? You have twenty seconds.”

        “For as long as we can remember and throughout history, the perception of ladies in Equestria has been rather complex and fluid,” At that point, there was twelve seconds left on the timer and the crowd laughed at that single statement. “While it is possible that the foundation for Miss Equestria could evolve into an full time scholarship organization, it is highly unlikely given the fact that the swimwear portion of the contest still exists and that I’m only allowed to answer any given questions in under twenty seconds.”

        And just as she finished her statement, the timer for the countdown clock went off. Which prompted Discord and the rest of the crowd to clap and cheer for her. Which is followed by something else as she walked off to the side as Discord looked at the crowd. “Very well done… and now to our final contestant tonight. The spectral daredevil of the Wonderbolts herself. Rainbow Dash!” Everyone in the audience soon cheered as the pegasus walked out on stage in the same dress that she wore at the Gala as she waved hello at the guests and then turned to Discord. “Now… for your question Rainbow… when providing access to Scholarships, is there any place whatsoever for the judgement of a mare’s body?”

        The follow up response to that… was something that threw the audience… and Discord himself in a loop. “Oh I have no problem with that at all.”

        “Wait what? You… Rainbow Dash… are fine with this?”

        “I have no problem whatsoever… as long as Stallions and also you are subjected to the same demeaning procedure. Let me show you how. Soarin, come out here!” That was something that Discord did not prepare for in advance as the stallion soon walked up right next to Discord from the other end of the set. He didn’t know that Soarin, one of the other ace flyers of the Wonderbolts was accompanying her… or the fact that he would end up in this current situation.

        “What? I-. Wait, sh*t, I never prepared for this…” Discord muttered, before Rainbow Dash was looking at both of them and scratching her chin with an outstretched wing. “Uh, what are you doing?”

        “I’m judging you as a host compared to Soarin,” Rainbow Dash then said. “Now walk down that runway and no funny business.” The draconequus almost lost his footing in response as he strode down the aisle at the same time that Soarin was trotting down the aisle too. As they were coming back, they soon looked back at Rainbow, Rarity and the model that was the first contestant as they all talked to one another for a few moments with Twilight soon joining in a few seconds later. It didn’t help though that while they were walking, Soarin opened up his suit jacket and had it blowing in the wind as they were walking back.

        “Come on now, Rainbow. This whole thing can’t entirely be about looks.” Discord tried to protest as he looked back at her.

        “Why of course not, darling. That’s only twenty percent of your total score,” Rarity soon spoke up, before looking at both of them. “Now, we give this one to Soarin because… frankly, he wins on muscle mass, legs, wings, body composition and the most important piece, construction of the head.”

        “Okay, okay, I think I get your point.” Discord tried to intervene, before Rainbow them spoke up.

        “Wait just a minute, pal. Let me tell you why you have a lower score,” Dash replied now. “When I look at Soarin, I want to have sex with him. When I look at you, I want to have sex with Soarin.”

        “Oh come on, really!? I’m a good person now!” Discord said, before looking at Soarin, who was just shrugging.

        “Yes really… You know what, I’m calling it,” Twilight soon chimed in. “Soarin wins!”

        “What-? No! This is messed up! I feel horrible about myself now! Pageants are horrible!!” He said, before looking back at the camera as Soarin was soon awarded a rose bouquet and his own wonderbolt themed Tiara to go with it as he and Rainbow Dash both walked down the aisle. “That’s our show tonight! Now, if you excuse me, I think I need a tub of ice cream right around now.”



        After the show’s episode was done filming, it took a little bit for Discord to be able to personally be himself again after he felt like he was being personally demoralized earlier. But by the time that morning actually came around, Discord himself got a rather surprise visit this morning from someone he didn’t expect.

        “Hey uh… Discord, are you here? Fluttershy said I could find you here.” Discord turned to the door for a moment, finding none other than Spike as the dragon closed the door behind him. “How are you this morning?”

        “I’m… well… okay I guess… Maybe… not entirely…” Discord told him as the memories from last night were still fresh on his mind. “Why are you here though? Wouldn’t Princess Egghead need you for something this morning?”

        “Well, not really,” She replied, before looking back at Discord. “Twilight’s supposedly going on some family vacation, so she’s busy with trying to pack her things together and such.” That was followed by something in which the draconequus never expected to hear from the young dragon. “Though, I didn’t come here because of that. I came here because I heard about how you and Rarity recently were helping each other out.”

        “...... Okay, how-?”

        “Twilight told me.”

        “Figures,” Discord grunted, before looking back at the young dragon. “So what are you here for? Coming to get on my case for how I’m stealing your waifu or something?”

        “What? No! I don’t even know what that means.” Spike shot back, causing Discord to internally sigh a little. “I came here because I had an idea for something that may serve as a topic for a future episode on your show.” That… got Discord a little bit intrigued as he turned his attention back to him.

        “Really?” He said, before scratching his chin. “Go on.”

        “Well… I’ve been thinking about this for a while and… well, I think theres a bit of a slight disconnect when it comes to Ponies and Dragons. Think of it… I help out with Twilight and the girls all the time and some of the kinder dragons I know do the same… yet, when most ponies think of dragons, they think of them being monsters and thieves. Isn’t that… well… what’s the word?”

        “Stereotypical?”

        “Yes, that!” Spike said as he snapped a claw upon finally getting the name down. “So maybe you can do a future episode pointing this out… the flaws in thinking this way and also point out that not all dragons are really mean. Heck, if it helps, I’ll tell you about my time on the great dragon migration.”

        That… had left Discord with just a few words to say as he pressed his paw and talons together and stretched out his fingers. “You definitely had my curiosity… but now you have my attention.”