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// Part 6: The Second Meeting and a Failed Plan 
// Story: Chaotica 
// by Evowizard25 
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Celestia stood upon her balcony, looking over the horizon. Her stature was strong and proud, although she felt no such thing. ‘Discord. Do you really think this will work? I know you, and your plans never turn out well.’ 
Discord chose that moment to pop up beside her. “That’s not true. My plans are brilliant and always go swimmingly.”
“You’ve been turned to stone, twice.” Celestia pointed out.
Discord looked away, sheepishly. “Oh, yeah.”
“And how did you know what I was thinking?”
Discord chuckled. “Oh, sweet, adorable Tia,” He said. “We’ve known each other long enough for me to know that I can read you like an open book.” He then pulled out a long rod like device. It was several different colors and seemed to glow in places. “That and I have this baby.”
Suddenly, a strange, whirring noise came about. It wasn’t long before a red police box appeared behind them, in the center of her room. ‘Okay, I really need to lay a spell over my room.’ The Master walked out of it, looking rather peeved. She recognized him, having not seen the Time jumper for some time. ‘I think he might have regenerated once or twice…I need to get a new cell to lock him in. A Time Lord proof cell. Luna must still have some around.’  “You stole that.”
“No I didn’t.” Discord defended himself.
“Yes you did.” The Master spat at him. “That’s my mind reader.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have left it lying around.” 
“Lying around?” The Master asked, raising an eyebrow as he grit his teeth. “It was deep inside my Tardis.”
“And who said I actually went into your Tardis?” Discord crossed his arms.
“I did.” The Master growled.
“This does look oddly familiar.” Celestia said, eyeing it. “Pray tell, did you base it off the Doctor’s Tardis?”
The Master became flustered when she mentioned that ponies name. “That Time Lord wouldn’t know a good Tardis if it came crashing out of the sky and landed on top of him.” He looked back to his own Tardis. “And mine is completely different.”
“It’s red, his is blue.” Discord pointed out. “Other than that, I see nothing different.”
The wicked Time Lord threw his hooves up in the air in frustration. “Of course you don’t see it.” He yelled. “You’ve never been inside a Tardis. Each one is different on the inside.”
Discord rolled his eyes. “Yeah, it’s different on the inside.” He said, in a mocking tone. “Like I haven’t heard that before.”
The Master growled. “I’ll have you know that this is one of the last Tardises in existence.” He smirked. “And might I add that this is the very last of the council’s.”
“Ah,” Discord stroked his beard. “The Time Lord council.” He rolled his eyes. “You Time Lords are so dull and boring. Always going on about how the time stream needed protecting. I always wondered why Clockwork ever created your race. He certainly made you all in his spitting image…Except for you of course. You’re just about as crazy as me.”
The Master grit his teeth in anger, as the Chaos spirit insulted his people. “Thank you…I think.” 
Discord smiled. “No problem…So, how is the council doing these days?” At the mention of the council, both Celestia and the Master stiffened. The Chaos spirit raised an eyebrow at their reactions. 
“Oh, they’re doing well,” The Master tried smiling, but was failing miserably. “Especially since I’m all that’s left of it.” He turned his head to Celestia. “I can thank your dear sister for that.”
Celestia sent him a glare. “She didn’t know what she was doing.”
“Oh well then,” the Master scoffed. “Should I direct the blame over to you, since you are her older sister?”
“The very idea!”
“But I won’t.” The Master added in. “That’s the past now. They are dead and I’m not. I say I won in that regard.” He chuckled sadly. “At least I didn’t grow up to be a giant blue bi…” He never finished his sentence, for a short stream of golden magic slammed right into him, knocking him back inside the Tardis. Celestia closed her eyes and focused. The Tardis faded away slowly, before it was gone completely.
Discord smiled brightly, chuckling. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.” He punched her lightly on the shoulder. “The good old blast the Time Lord back into his Tardis and teleport him away trick. I say, it’s been too long since the last time I’ve seen that.”
Celestia turned her head to look at him, her face contorted in anger. “Do you think I enjoyed doing that?”
Discord gritted his teeth. “Well, no…but I certainly did.” He laughed.
“The misery of others causes you joy does it?” Celestia scoffed. “And here I thought you’d at least changed slightly. I am sorely disappointed.”
“Oh, you’re disappointed?” Discord crossed his arms. “If anyone should be disappointed, it’s me.”
Celestia raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“You’re precious lands of harmony, that’s what disappoints me.” Discord scoffed. “It’s too perfect. Too orderly.”
“What’s wrong with order?” Celestia asked.
“Oh nothing.” Discord spat out. “Order is great. It worked out so well during the age of the Alicorns.”
Celestia’s wings flared outwards, making her seem larger then she already was. “How dare you taint us by talking about those times?”
“Oh, but those times just illustrate my point, my lovely flower.” Discord smirked. 
“And what point is that?” Celestia asked, as she fought off a small blush. ‘Even now, he resorts to flattery.’ 
“That chaos is the answer.”
“What?” Celestia’s wings went back to her side. The sun goddess tilted her head in confusion.
“That order will always lead to war, devastation, famine…shall I go on?”
Celestia stomped a hoof to the ground. “That is not true. Under my rule, the ponies have had splendor and abounding happiness.”
“But how long will that last?” Discord asked. “How long before some of your ponies start getting greedy.” Celestia turned her head away from him. “Eh, that probably won’t happen. You’ve desensitized them. Made them oh so peaceful and boring.” He gagged. “But what about the griffons, hmmm. You and I know they won’t stay still for long. And let’s not forget about the other races…if they still live to this day.”
“The griffons would never dare enter our lands.” Celestia said. “And if they did, only under a flag of peace.”
“Your optimism is almost laughable.” Discord looked rather glum. “It won’t last. They’ll invade and tear down your cites, your precious ponies will perish under their iron claws, and you’ll sit there on your throne wondering where it all went wrong. All because you kept to your ‘stupid faith’ in your ‘stupid laws’.” He made air quotes around the two sets of words.
“Oh and chaos is a wonderful thing?” Celestia rolled her eyes. 
“It is.” Discord said, with a stern gaze. “And you know why?” He paused, looking her in the eye. “It’s wonderful because it’s safe.”
“Safe?” Celestia said with much scorn. “Ponies suffered through your chaos.”
“At least they were safe.” Discord said, catching the princess off guard. He started advancing on her, causing her to back away from him. “Safe from the horrors of war. I saved them from watching the rivers run red with blood. To see their loved ones perish in the droves right before their very eyes. Yes, they might not have liked it my chaos, but I had their best intentions at heart.”
“You never had the best intentions for anyone.” Celestia said, trying to regain some control in the argument. “You only strive to cause pain and misery.”
Discord couldn’t help but laugh. “Pain and misery? My dear, you sound as if you never knew the real me.”
“I knew the real Discord.” Celestia’s glare intensified, becoming an inferno that could match the sun. “The Discord that was gentle, and kind. The Discord that would go out of his way to make sure everyone enjoyed themselves. Who played with the little colts and fillies.”
“I am that Discord.”
“No, he died.” Tears stung her eyes. “He died that day. The last day of the Great War. It claimed him and all that was left was a monster.”
“I AM NO MONSTER!” Discord roared. All of Celestia’s confidence left her at that moment. “You have no right to criticize me. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have done any of those things.”
“I never forced you to do any of those things,” Celestia rebuked, “Those were your choices. Besides, you seemed to have enjoyed your era of chaos.”
“Oh, I enjoyed it.” Discord said, frowning. “I enjoyed causing misery and allowing my soldiers to run rampant among the people. I did.” He closed his eyes. “I remember laughing as I came up with new ways to make others feel pain.” He shivered in fear before opening them up again. “And I loved every second of it. You know why? Because I had no choice.”
“Of course you had a choice.” Celestia said. “We all have choices.”
“You don’t understand.” Discord gripped his head. “You never tried to understand. You just stood there and judged me. You found me guilty and dealt me the worst kind of punishment that one could give.”
“You left me no other choice.”
Discord laughed. “You’re being a little hypocritical.” Celestia looked away from him. He went up in front of her and used his eagle hand to gently grab her face. He turned it to look straight in her eyes. “Do you know what it’s like? To be incased in stone.” She didn’t respond. “It’s torture. You watch as the world passes you by and you’re not a part of it. No longer could I feel anything. Not the soft grass that thrived underneath me, nor feel the sun’s warmth.” He moved his taloned hand over to her cheek. He let it linger there. He smiled. “I even forgot how soft you are.”
Celestia tried to hold back tears as she looked at the creature she had deemed a monster. Oh, how wrong she was. She saw the caring look he gave her. The way he touched her cheek. His eyes locking with hers. “Discord, I’m…”
“Most would have gone mad,” Discord continued. “Others would have spent their time plotting revenge. I was the latter.”
“Discord, please listen to…”
“I wanted to hurt you. To crush your spirit.”
“Please, I…”
The spirit trailed his fingers down to her neck. “I could end it all here. One quick slash across your swan like neck. I’d just have to watch you bleed out on the floor.”
Panic swept through her. “Please, stop this.”
“Maybe that would stop the hurting. My eternal pain.” Discord sighed sadly. “But I could never bring myself to do that.”
“Discord,” Celestia spoke up. “Stop this at once.”
“And why should I?” Discord growled. “I’m just taking back what’s rightfully mine.”
“The throne was never meant for you.” 
Discord through his hands in the air. “For goodness sake.” He then shoved his face right into hers and looked directly into the goddess’s eyes. His glare pierced into her. “I never wanted the throne. Being king is too boring.”
“Then why do you seek it with such passion?” Celestia said, sending him a glare of her own.
She yipped in pain as he forcefully grabbed her hair. “Listen here, you pretentious sunny princess,” He growled. “I’ve already told you why?”
“There’s got to be another reason.” Celestia said. “You didn’t need the crown to try and help the pony races.”
“I don’t have another reason.”
Celestia laughed. “And I thought you hated liars.”
Discord growled deeply, his glare intensifying. “Alright, alright!” He nearly shouted. “You want another reason? Here it is.” The spirit pulled back slightly and let go of her hair. What he did surprised her like nothing else. He grabbed the sides of her head and pulled her into a kiss. Her eyes were as wide as dinner plates. She couldn’t believe it. He was kissing her and for some reason she didn’t want to stop him. ‘STOP KISSING HIM! STOP IT RIGHT NOW’ A voice shouted inside her mind, but she ignored it. She felt the passion behind it and loved every second of it. Small tears of joy spilled down her cheeks. After a timeless moment, Discord pulled away. Celestia tried to follow, but Discord put a finger to her lips. “Now, stop bugging me about my reasons.”
Celestia stared at him for a moment. “You just…And I…That was…”
“My, my, my,” Discord chuckled. “She’s speechless. It’s good to know I still have that effect on you.” He then snapped his fingers and then was gone.
The moment he left, the sun goddess let her tears flow out at full force. ‘How could I have done that to him? Left him all alone. I didn’t even visit his statue.’ She thought. 
Captain Courage then burst through the door. “My lady, my lady.” He said. “I heard the sound of a teleportation spell…Why are you crying? Is something wrong?”
“No.” Celestia said, letting a genuine smile light her face. “Everything’s alright.”
The captain of the guard looked around nervously, unsure of what to do about the crying Alicorn in the room. “Umm, I should let you know that we’ve received a batch of newly converted Chimera ponies. I’ve heard they are quite the fighters.”
The Chimerean incident was still fresh in her mind. ‘It seems these past few months have been one of old friends and such. First the return of the Xenosians’ The real name of the Chimera. ‘And now Discord. Interesting times I live in.’ As were all the memories those creatures stirred up. “I wonder. Can they fight subterranean foes?”
“Why do you ask?” Captain Courage inquired. Celestia raised a hoof and pointed to a large, brightly lit sign that said: ‘WE”RE DIGGING UNDERNEATH YOU!’. “How could I have missed that?”
“Contact Markandu.” Celestia told him. “Tell him to stand ready.”
“Yes, your majesty.” Courage saluted before taking off.
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Discord appeared next to everybody else, who were standing underneath that shadow of the sign. “Was this really necessary?” Luna asked.
“Of course it is.” Discord said, smiling. “It’s perfect.”
“You’re telling Celestia our plans, you git.” The Master scowled, rubbing a sore on his shoulder.
“Oh, you’re just upset about that little incident earlier.” Discord said, to which the Time Lord scowled.
“I say it is magnificent.” Photo Finish said. “I must say, the lighting surrounding the words is superb. You must help out with my next photo shoot.”
“Well that sounds positively…boring.” Discord rolled his eyes.
“Fashion is not boring.” Photo Finish scowled. “It is art.”
“Art smart.” Discord waved hand in the air.
“Cart, bart.” Pinkie giggled, jumping up and down in the air. “I can’t believe we’re going to go underneath Canterlot. I mean, I always love being underground, like that time with those Diamond Dogs down there. Back then I thought them just big meanies, but they seem nice. You what is else is nice; Cherrychangas. I made them up you know.”
“My word,” Jet Set said, his ears twitching in annoyance. “Is that mare always like that.”
Surprise nodded, flying upside down above him. “Of course she is.” She said. “It runs in the family.”
“Well, could you tell her to be quiet for a moment?” Jet Set asked.
“That’s impossible.” Quizzler put in. “She just can’t do that. It’s not in her nature.”
“Well, can’t somepony do something about her then?” Upper Crust said. “I haven’t been able to get any beauty sleep in the past few days.”
Gilda snickered. “As if sleep is going to help you with that ugly mug of yours.”
Upper Crust gasped. Jet Set glared at the griffon. “How dare you insult my wife, you uncivilized brute.”
“Well, what are you going to do about it, pretty boy?” Gilda smirked, looking down at him. 
Jet Set gulped, shaking a little in fear. “Nothing.” 
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Gilda said.
“You know, I’ve been thinking.” Carrot Top said to the spirit.
“Thinking?” Discord said. “That’s a dangerous habit.”
“Only for morons.” Carrot Top spat at him. He ignored it. “You said that we were going to charge straight at the castle.”
“I changed my mind.” Discord said. “This is far more clever.”
“You put up a sign that says ‘we’re digging underneath you’.” Carrot Top pointed out.
“Exactly.” Discord laughed. “Celestia won’t take it seriously.”
Carrot Top facehooved. “I give up.”
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Down underneath Canterlot, the Diamond Dogs were busy at work constructing a long tunnel. They had brought with them dozens of their soldier class workers to help with the dig. But even then, it would have taken several days of hard labor to accomplish it. If only they had some dragons to help them…
“But don’t we have a couple of dragons helping us?” Pinkie Pie asked.
I was just trying…OH FORGET IT!
“I’m sorry,” Pinkie Pie sniffled. “I didn’t mean to get you upset.
Don’t cry Pinkie Pie…How about this. You’ll get your own story. 
Pinkie Pie brightened up. “I will.”
Yeah. It will be one big happy story, with a giant party thrown in.
“Hooray!” Pinkie Pie cheered. “You’re the bestest author friend a pony could ask for.”
*sniff* Thank you. *sniff* That means a lot.
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Now, on to the real party. “Alright,” Rover said to the other dogs. “Continue digging. We’re almost there.”
The dogs barked in unison as they picked up the pace. The two large dragons behind them helped with their endeavor. “I can’t wait to get into those Canterlot vaults.” Traxoric said.
“What vaults?” Rover asked.
“Oh, you haven’t heard?” Traxoric said, shoveling another hand of dirt out of the way. “Canterlot is just busting out the seems with shiny metals.”
“And gems?” Traxoric nodded. “Yes.” Rover ran over to his compatriots. “Dig faster. The gems won’t wait for slow pokes.” The dogs immediately started digging like their very lives depended on it. It didn’t take long before they finally broke through to the surface. Rover laughed. He looked around the room. It was filled to the brim with gold, jewels, and gems of every size and color. His mouth started to water. “The gems are ours.”
A large, yellow dragon stooped down to look him straight in the eye. “The gems are who’s now?”
Rover gulped and looked around nervously. Just then, the tunnel started to shake. Bob, the green dragon, grumbled. “I am not fat.” Traxoric growled. “It’s not true. IT’s horseapples. I am not fat. I am not.” He stuck his head out of the hole and looked at the yellow dragon. “Oh, hi Mark.”
“Traxoric!” Markandu growled deeply. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, just digging.” Traxoric looked away, sheepishly. Even though he was a full grown dragon himself, Markandu was older and stronger than him or Bob.
“Digging underneath Canterlot, eh?” Markunda scratched his lower jaw. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain spirit of chaos, would it?”
Bob grumbled. “Yes.” Traxoric said. Bob grumbled angrily. “I’m sorry. I can’t lie when I’m under pressure.” Markandu opened his mouth as wide as he could. “RETREAT!” The red dragon shrieked, before heading back into the tunnel. 
Markandu chuckled. “Ah, Celestia should invite me over more often.”
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Discord lounged on top of a low cloud, only slightly above his half of the army of chaos. “I’m bored.” Surprise said.
“Tell me about it.” Pinkie Pie grumbled. “There are so many parties I could be throwing right now.”
“Oh, stop talking about parties.” Prince Blueblood whined. “That’s all you two ever do. Can’t you think of anything else to talk about?”
“Yeah,” Surprise said. “Like your thick skull.”
“Hey.” Blueblood glared at her.
“I thought we agreed that his skull is too soft.” Discord said.
“Hey.” Blueblood stomped a hoof to the ground. Surprise giggled.
Just then, they heard a weird, mechanical noise coming their way. Everyone looked over to see a large, red machine rumble on over to them. “What in Equestria is that?” Upper Crust said.
“I do not know,” Photo Finish said. “But I must say, it would be an interesting addition to my next photo shoot.”
The machine finally stopped in front of the group. Two red haired stallions jumped off from atop it. “Well hello ponies and non-ponies friends,” Flim said, flashing his trade mark smiled. “Me and my brother heard you were in a bit of a jam.”
“We thought we could help you out in this little cue of yours.” Flam said.
“Hey,” Pinkie Pie jumped out in front of them. “You two tried to take Sweet Apple Acres from Applejack.”
“Ah, yes.” Flim said. “The Apples.”
Flam bowed his head, taking off is hat. “I assure you, it was strictly business.”
“With a side helping of pleasure, aint that right brother?” Flim smiled.
“That’s right, dear brother of mine.” Flam said.
“I like these ponies already.” The Master said.
“Eh, I have to disagree.” Quizzler said. “I can’t stand salesponies.”
“Yes, showponies are far grander than those sort.” Trixie said.
Quizzler groaned. “You do know that they both act exactly alike, don’t you?”
Trixie harrumphed. “I am nothing like them.”
Quizzler rolled his eyes. “Right.”
“And what makes you think we’ll let you in our army?” Pinkie Pie asked, eyeing them.
“Well, we’re master engineers.” Flim said.
“We can make any machine you can think of.” Flam said, patting the Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000. “Like this beauty here. It can make the finest apple cider in all of Equestria.”
Pinkie rolled her eyes. “Yeah, like we’ll need any of your cider.”
Just then, the diamond dogs, with two dragons trailing behind them, ran out of the hole. Their yips and screams of fear told the others of their failure. Discord rubbed his forehead. “We’re going to need a whole lot of cider before this is done with.”
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Sorry everybrony, I’ll try and update more often.
Oh, and on a side note: Flim and Flam are my all time favorite antagonist of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. We’ve got to have more of these guys. 
Also, I should mention that this is kind of a spin-off of Resistance: Equestria. Make sure to read that one as well.