In the House of Discord, a rather one sided conversation is taking place…
{Blurb}
“Why thank you, they were Fluttershy's recipe, I'm glad you like them,” Discord responds.
{Glorp}
“Yes, she is. And that’s only one of the nearly infinite things that I love about her.”
{Hurrp}
“I keep telling you, it's too soon for that. Right now we are just good friends.”
{Braaap}
“I am NOT afraid of commitment! I just don't want to rush things… it's… it's complicated okay?” Discord adds lamely.
{Fruuup}
“Fine! Believe whatever you want! But you'll see. I know what I'm doing Smoozy. When it comes to being charming, I am second to none.”
{Pbbbt!}
“Oh what do you know! You said the same thing about Twilight Sparkle, and look how that turned out.”
{Glooop?}
“I’m afraid not. I knew her path would bring her to this, it was unavoidable I’m afraid. Still, I’m doing my best to help her along.”
{Frooop}
“No, not exactly my ‘pupil’, more like my ‘pupa’. Consider her 'White Room' as a kind of cocoon. Soon she will emerge as a beautiful creature of chaos.”
{Glurg?}
“No, probably not like me. That's the wonderful thing about chaos, it's just so… chaotic. She will be her own being. Provided of course, that she manages to understand the fourth state. If not, she'll end up like the other two I suppose.”
{Plabt}
“Yes, I imagine that they will become aware of their new… sister. Nothing I can do about that. I suppose that will have to be her first test. If she succeeds in-”
{KRAKKKATHOOOM!!!}
{Splat}
“Yes, yes, yes! I KNEW she could do it! Sorry Smoozy, I have to go see a pony about a party. Also, I am NOT cleaning that up.”
Several leagues, and dimensions away…
“Cold.” A voice mutters to itself.
“Always so cold. And white. I HATE white. The color of chaos it is. It mocks me, yes, yes it does. But soon it won't matter. I'm nearly complete. Nearly restored to my former self. Soon I will be free of this place, free to return to my kingdom. Then there shall be a reckoning. Oh my yes. Blood will fill the streets, and the crystals of my kingdom shall ring with the screams and lamentations of the ponies who dared to usurp me!
There will fire, there will be darkness, there wi-”
{KRAKKKATHOOOM!!!}
“What? WHAT?!? NO! No, he wouldn't! He wouldn't dare! Not again, not after the last time. But that sound... It's unmistakable. I have no choice, I must leave, ready or not. I cannot allow him to create another.”
And with that the figure slowly begins to transform into smoke, and rise into the morning sky, flying south.
Elsewhere, in another cave, this one deep in the Badlands…
“I'm tired of digging,” drone Twenty-four says, for the third time in the last half hour.
“You keep SAYING that, and yet you still keep DOING it,” drone Twenty-one replies, as he fills yet another wheelbarrow full of debris.
“Well of course I keep DOING it,” Twenty-four says in exasperation. “You KNOW what would happen to us if we stopped.”
Suddenly a voice booms out from above, as Chrysalis, former queen of the changelings descends.
“Are you two STILL bickering?!?” Why have I not ended this foolishness by removing your heads yet?”
“Because my queen,” Twenty-one says, in a less than respectful tone,“Twenty-four and I are the only drones you have left. If you slay us, then who will you have left to rebuild your hive?”
“HSSSSS!” Chrysalis replies.
“That is NOT helping your case,” Twenty-four adds. “We've been hounded and chased across half of the Badlands, all the other drones have defected to join Thorax, Twenty-one and I are the only ones who have remained loyal to you, do you really want to threaten us?”
Chrysalis's expression unexpectedly softens. She looks at the two drones, then down at the cavern floor.
“I… I” she begins, “I'm sor-”
{KRAKKKATHOOOM!!!}
“Was that… NO! The fool! How dare he! How DARE he!!!”
And with that, the former queen flies off at full speed, leaving two bewildered drones in her wake.