//------------------------------// // Discord // Story: Story ideas and snippets // by blake0831 //------------------------------// It has been a surreal day for Celestia... It started normal enough. Raise the sun, breakfast with Luna, sort through the paperwork, start the Day Court... She was in the middle of listening to one of her citizens petitions when an orb of light suddenly appeared in the middle of the room. The orb quickly expanded to a large sphere, before dissipating, revealing... "Discord!" Celestia exclaimed, wings flaring out in alarm. It couldn't be! She can still see the (resealed) statue of him in the gardens out the window. A blink later, he was suddenly in front of her. She mentally braced herself as he... Clasped both arms on her shoulders, looked into her eyes and demanded, "Celestia! Are you a power-mad megalomaniac tyrant that wants to conquer all?!" Celestia spluttered in indignation, "What? No! What's the me-" "Are you a nymphomaniac goddess out to sexually molest and corrupt anyone and anything within your reach?!" Stunned by the random accusation, Celestia barked out, "No! What's your game this ti-" "Are you a mad empress that loved to maliciously prank and tease your subject?!" This time, she scowled, "No! What's -" She cut herself off, squeaking in surprise and chagrin as Discord suddenly zipped to behind her, lifted up her tail and hindquarters and quickly checked underneath. "Discord!" She whipped around in indignation at the draconequus who had released her. "What's -" "Oh, Thank the Chaos!" Discord exclaimed joyfully, surprising Celestia. "You're the normal, goody-two-shoes original Princess Celestia!" Before she can blink, she suddenly found Discord hugging her and winding his serpentine body around hers, mumbling something about "Safe now. Bad ones can't get me. Safe now..." And now, here she is. Being used as a comfort cuddle... being by an apparently very traumatized draconequus. She could see her sister and the guards just outside the doors, just as flabbergasted at the situation as she was. Now what?