//------------------------------// // Fall Formal // Story: The New Substitutes // by Chemtest //------------------------------// The four teachers all move into the gym, where the Fall Formal is being held. Discord comes in with his best attire. That attire being a clean version of what he normally wears, and a white masquerade mask. Chrysalis wears the same black dress as normal, with bright green bracelets dangling from her arms. Sombra has put on a black suit over his armor, with dark purple cuffs at the end. Tirek has replaced his tank top with a short sleeved, red suit. His bracers are also shined to perfection. Discord smiles as he walks away from the others, “Time to see if our students passed their exam! Oh, come now you three, have fun until the announcement!” Discord promptly abandons them, allowing them to try and come up with something to do. But Discord barely even spares them a stray thought, his mind being on other things. Chief among those things being the woman he is walking up to. Celestia stands there, dressed in a pure white dress that holds itself together with a single sun pendant. She looks over at Discord, “Discord, don’t you remember masks are supposed to be saved for the Mid-May Masquerade?” Discord smiles, “The only think I don’t remember is how you would respond if I were to ask you for a dance. Would you mind enlightening me?” Celestia smiles, “I would enjoy it, Discord, but I can’t. I have to tell the announcements, and the students would freak out if they saw us two dancing.” Discord pouts, “Oh, come now, Celestia. So responsible, it’s almost a fault.” He goes back to smiling, “You have Luna to say the announcements if you don’t want to.” Celestia shakes her head, “No, it is tradition for me to say these announcements. The pattern based students would have a fit if I didn’t say it.” Discord leans in, “Caring about the opinions of others, Celestia? You must have forsaken all I tried to teach you. Perhaps I shall have to re-educate you at another point.” Discord then leans up to his full height, “Very well then! If I shall not dance with you, then I will dance with no soul but you. I shall dance with myself.” Celestia grins, “Really now? This is something I want to see.” Discord makes an exaggerated bow, “Then feast your eyes upon the dancing skills of Discord the Magnifique!” Discord raises back up, puts his arms in mid air, and spins into the crowd of students. He makes every step, every spin, every movement fit into the rhythm and beat of Dj-Pon3’s dubstep. It is graceful and beautiful to all around him. In fact, some of his Chaos clique are within the crowd, and start to dance just like him with their dates. More and more start to join in with his giant, ballroom dance. On the other side of the room is Sombra, who learned the art of breakdancing from videos. His dance seems to move im a flurry of limbs. He flips this way and that, landing on his hand, landing on a leg, landing on his head. He spins on his head, one time, two times, three times. He then summons enough strength in his head to use it and flip his entire body back into a standing position. From this position, he starts pulling off back flips and front flips. He even does a side flip at one point. Tirek simply stands against the wall, slightly moving his foot and head to the beat. He doesn’t like dubstep as much as thinks like metal and hard rock, but he can still enjoy a good beat. Chrysalis doesn’t dance. She instead stands in a dark corner, listening to the conversations of the students around her. She hears intel, insults against Sunset, and much more. Dark secrets slipping out in the middle of conversation, drama between dates, jokes told between friends. Her Changeling clique hangs out around her, feeding her even more information. She might dance, but hearing the intel of her clique and the words of the students around her fills her with just as much joy. Sombra is stopped in the middle of his dance as he looks around him. All those around him have started a ballroom dance, and the music has changed to a remix of some orchestra. His breakdance no longer fits in, and he has to quickly adapt. Tirek ran into the same problem with the music. Now that everyone is dancing, he seems like an odd one out. He needs to dance to not seem weird, and his eyes quickly meet Sombra’s. Sombra’s eyes meet Tirek’s, who starts to approach Sombra. It is clear that he needs a partner to dance with. Sombra turns to the nearest female he can find, and starts to dance away from Tirek. He looks at Twilight as he spins her around. She looks back at him, “What are you doing?” Sombra continues to spin, “We’re getting away from Tirek before he breaks my spine in a dance.” Twilight stumbles all around as he spins her, “I can’t exactly dance in this body!” Sombra continues his endless spinning, “You don’t have to dance. Just stay standing until I get to the opposite wall.” Twilight starts to go dizzy from the spin, “I’m going to be sick.” Sombra doesn’t stop, no matter what, “Just roll a Con save! You’ll be fine!” Discord comes spinning by Sombra, and he idly throws a die at Sombra’s feet without breaking his dance. Discord spins around the two, smiling at Sombra as the dice stop, “It’s a ten, she’ll be fine.” Discord then continues his solitary dance through the path carved by Sombra. He eventually gets near the wall, where Tirek sees him, “Discord!” Discord looks over at Tirek, who starts to approach him. Discord quickly realizes that Tirek wishes to join his dance. Discord decides to flip over the entire crowd, landing next to Sombra and continuing his dance, “I can see why you are in such a hurry!” The music suddenly stops in the middle of Tirek’s search. All look up to the stage, where Celestia takes a microphone. She smiles, and starts to speak into it, “Well, students and teachers of Canterlot High, I hope you are all enjoying this year’s Fall Formal. However, it is time to announce the winner of the Fall Formal crown!” Twilight gets herself out of Sombra’s grip, and she looks up to the stage. Chrysalis can also spot the confident, hopeful face of Sunset Shimmer already approaching the stage. Celestia takes out a sheet of paper, “This year’s Fall Formal crown winner is... Twilight Sparkle!” Twilight goes up to the stage, and gladly takes her magical artifact back. She misses the knowing smile from Celestia, instead turning to face her friends human counterparts. She also misses Sunset Shimmer running up at her. She only realizes what Sunset is doing when the crown is stolen from her head. Sunset runs through the exit to the gym, with Twilight following after her. Discord and the three other substitutes all step up to the door as the crowd parts. Discord smiles as he reaches up, “Don’t worry, I got this.” He rips his white mask from his face, and throws it against the ground, “Arsene!” Everyone stares at Discord as his mask shatters on the ground. After a minute of nothing happening, Discord sighs, “Guess I will run after them, then.”