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// Trouble Brewing 
// Story: Rise of the Draconequus 
// by jb530 
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	After the first Hearth’s Warming Eve, the three pony tribes met once again, now united under one banner:  the banner of Equestria! It was decided that the rulers of the three tribes (Princess Platinum, Commander Hurricane and Chancellor Puddinghead) would co-rule, none being higher than the rest.

“If we shall be a united kingdom, we need a castle,” Princess Platinum declared in the meeting.
“High on a mountain,” added the Commander, “to keep invaders out. The tallest peak of the Himaneighan mountains shall do nicely.”
The Princess turned to Clover the Clever, who was telekinetically taking notes. “Gather the unicorns,” she ordered. “We shall make the castle.”

Gathering at the base of the Himaneighan mountains, the unicorns formed a circle and began an ancient chant. As they spoke, their horns erupted forth with cones of multi-colored magic and gathered to meet in the center. The Earth and Pegasus ponies watched in amazement as ivory towered emerged from nowhere. Turrets and stone blocks swirled into existence and attached themselves to the main structure. The castle took shape as the chant increased in volume. Tendrils of magic snaked their way around the castle and sent it soaring into the air; with the chant’s final word, the castle attached itself to the mountain.
The unicorns, now exhausted, admired their handiwork with a weary cheer. With a shout of joy, the pegasi took to the air to admire their new castle. The unicorns each took an earth pony on their back and, with the last of their strength, teleported up to Canterlot.

As the ponies joyously explored Canterlot, Discord watched from afar with the help of a magic portal. “No, no, no, no, NO!” he roared furiously. The deer-bunny slaves cowered in horror as Discord’s anger manifested in exploding squeaky toys and bursts of cotton candy milk storms. “They’re working TOGETHER!” he moaned. “My beautiful windigoes! My chaos! Ruined!” The draconequus stomped his dragon foot and a small plague of gophers vanished into the forest. 
“HEY!” came the squeal of Commander Puddinghead. “Let’s have a party! And invite ALL the ponies!”
Discord stopped ranting. “A party? Hmm…I think I can work with that…”