Pinkicorn
by Sudofox
If you’re reading this, you’re either an admin, me, or Pinkie Pie! You shouldn’t be reading this if you’re a normal user! It no be done!
Discord would’ve been sweating in the blistering heat, but he was, at the moment, marble.
He was also extremely bored. It can be argued that the latter is far worse. At the very least, he mused, the clouds change. Yet they are on a schedule, so it’s really a hollow illusion. But aren’t illusions naught but deceit?
Soooo boring... I wish I could close my eyes and go to slee---HEY! A piece of cloth had, without warning, tied itself around his head. HEY! I can’t... hey, wait a minute... I can’t see! No more of this monotonously monotonous monotony! Win!
“Yup, I figured you would enjoy that,” said the Element, “And there’s more to come.”
When Pinkie Pie said “more to come”, she didn’t know about the 26-foot danishes rolling through Ponyville.
Dear Princess Celestia,
I know this seems strange, but I’m at my wit’s end! Large baked goods are rolling through the town, causing large amounts of damage. I don’t yet know where they originated, but I’m trying to get to the bottom of it. The problem, however, is that they seem to be completely impervious to magic. They seem to range from 10-20 feet in diameter and look like enlarged versions of something Pinkie Pie would make. I don’t know what they really are, or where they’re originating from, but they resist my every spell and are ripping up the road and causing damage to residences. Please send advice soon.
Your ever-faithful and now-frosted Student,
Twilight Sparkle.
The majority of the letter was covered in frosting. Celestia read through the letter again, making sure she was reading it correctly. She was. Immediately, a possibility came to mind. Could this be the work of Discord? If so, then why weren’t there any reports from other areas? There was only one way to find out.
The Princess ran with great haste to one of the exterior windows, facing outwards towards the Canterlot Gardens. There seemed to be some activity going on..near Discord’s ever-frozen form. Celestia prayed that he stayed that way.