//------------------------------//
// HUH? 
// Story: Twilight's Most Random Day. 
// by Gene_Roddenberry 
//------------------------------//

	Twilight and Spike rematerialized in front of a seedy, run-down building, that had a cracked and broken sigh that said, “Welcome to The Rusty Horseshoe.”
“Spike, are you sure you want to eat here?” Twilight said with an air of apprehension at eating at a place like this.
“Of course, Twilight. All my friends have been here and they say this place has the best daisy sandwiches and hay fries. It even rivals those in Canterlot! C’mon, Twilight! We have to eat here!” Spike said, practically begging.
Twilight thought for a moment before replying,
“Ok, Spike. Let’s go in.”
As they entered the establishment, Twilight was pleasantly surprised how nice the décor was. Beautiful glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling, while brass candle holders lined the walls. Twilight walked up to the nearest table and sat down.
“Gee,” she said to Spike. “You know what they say, never judge a book by its cover. Or in our case, eating establishment.”
They had gotten their food and were happily tucking into it when a pony they had never seen before walked up to the stage.
“Ahem. Attention everypony, our entertainment for this evening will be Octavia with her Bazzini Maestro Cello, playing ‘Dance of the Goblins.’”
A pale gray pony with lavender eyes and a treble cleft cutie mark walked up the steps to her waiting cello, before sitting down and beginning to play.
“Such beautiful music.” said a male voice in Twilight’s ear. Twilight gasped and looked around, but nopony seemed to have heard the voice. She whipped around to see a male human standing there wearing a red and black tunic with gold pips on the collar.
“Twilight, haven’t you wondered why all that crazy stuff happed today? It was me.”
Twilight sat there, dumbfounded, a fork with some daisy sandwich levitating in midair.
“I see you are too shocked to speak, so let me introduce myself. I am the being known as Q. Before your Royal Deities came, I was the ruler of this world.” Seeing Twilight’s shocked expression, he continued, “Yes that was me. I was Discord, and I just wanted to have some fun. You see, I just pranked you because you’re on Punk’d!”
Twilight just sat there, a look of shock still on her face. Slowly, her face turned from shocked to a big grin.
The invisible crowd appeared and the restaurant dissolved to reveal a sound studio. Q, revealed to be a unicorn version of Aston Kutcher, gave Twilight a big hug and joined in with the laughing.
The crowd cheered as the camera panned away.