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// Plans 
// Story: P.A.R.T. 
// by Angels 
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Discord was sick of being turned into stone. The first time was bad enough. He had been in the middle of a sentence, and he held a very dramatic pose for some 500 years. But the second time was much worse. He had managed to look scared, and his left arm had a terrible cramp! But at least his eyes were fully open. He spent the next decade gazing over the south part of the Canterlot gardens, this time in full colored animation! He was released by chance, when some grey wall-eyed mare flew straight into him. The amount of chaotic energy was simply astounding! It gave him more than enough strength to break free. 

And now he was about to be imprisoned a third time! As the prismacolor beam arced through the sky he got in a comfortable position. 'Well, see you nex ti-' His witty remark was cut short by a swirl of black and green. With a pop, he found himself in what appeared to be a cave. "And I thought I was the random one! I didn't suspect a thing!" 

"Well if you didn't, then those miserable ponies and their stuck-up princess are probably running in circles!" A female voice came from the shadows. "Oh! Excuse me! Where are my manners? Let me introduce king Sombra! Sommy, this is Discord." The black king stepped out of the darkness. He nodded to Discord with a grunt.

"Pleased to meet you, your kingful-ness!" Discord cackled his special cackle, the one he reserved for special occasions. "And you, mystery voice, are...?"

A shadow detached from the others. "I am hungry." Two green orbs appeared in the darkness.

"And I have a plan."