“That was a mean trick.” Discord said, looking up into where he thinks I am.
I know, but it’s alright. I’ll make it up to them somehow. But, enough of that, on to the story. Discord, you’re still trying to figure out how to get back home, or do anything with your magic. Mrs. Kittensworth, you’re trying to escape from him and forget all about this ordeal. Places everyone, we’re live in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
“You know he can’t hear you, right?” Discord said, picking up Mrs. Kittensworth and walking down the street. “Come on, Mrs. Kittensworth. We’re going to meet other humans.”
“You know I can walk, right dude?” The human said, struggling slightly, “And why do I have to go with you? Aren’t you a monster, or hallucination?”
“No, I’m not a monster. At least, not anymore...” Discord let the human down to stand on his feet, “I’m as real as you, seeing as how I just picked you up and tripped you earlier.”
The two walked in silence for a while, Mrs. Kittensworth pondering on what Discord had said. At least, what Discord had said to him and not yelled at the sky. He looked up, seeing just clear blue sky, and nothing else.
“So, where are you from, Discord dude?” Mrs. Kittensworth asked, looking up at Discord, who was attempting to straighten out his back.
“The magical land of Equestria.” Discord suddenly jumped forward, walking on his hands, “Why do you care? It’s not like it matters that you know. It adds nothing to your life.”
“I don’t know, it’s just something you ask people, ya know? I myself am from Boston.” Mrs. Kittensworth stopped, “Wait, did you just say ‘magical land of Equestria’?”
“Yes, I did. Is there something wrong with that?” Discord stood back up, “I already told you, it doesn’t matter. What matters is what’s going on here, right here, right now.”
Mrs. Kittensworth looked around, “Uh, walking? Scaring away anyone we come across?”
The two had been walking for a while, and no other people let Discord come near them, usually running in fright.
“Yeah, I guess you humans aren’t as used to me as you should be. Although...” He snapped his fingers, and a bowl of ice cream appeared in his lion paw. He took a bite, “Hmm, almost. I was going for blueberry, but this is chocolate.”
“Woah, how did you do that?” Mrs. Kittensworth was, unsurprisingly, surprised.
“Hello? Discord, god of chaos and disharmony, standing right in front of you?” He used the spoon to gesture to himself, spilling some ice cream on himself.
“Woah, dude. Can I have some chocolate flavored blueberry ice cream, mister Discord?” Mrs. Kittensworth asked, smiling up at Discord.
“I don’t see why you can’t.” He snapped his fingers, making a bowl of ice cream appear. “Just remember, I can do much more than that when at my full power, which I DON’T HAVE!” The last part was probably yelled at me, but The Plot is as immutable as ever.
Mrs. Kittensworth eagerly picked up the bowl and attempted to take a bite. The spoon bent around his mouth, preventing him from enjoying the food it was transporting. “Hey! What gives? You said I could have it!”
“I said I didn’t see why you couldn’t. That’s not the same thing as ‘you can eat this ice cream.’” Discord chuckled as Mrs. Kittensworth tried unsuccessfully to eat the ice cream. “You almost had it that time!”
“Come on, Discord. I’m starving and this ice cream looks good!”
You’ve wasted enough time, just give him the ice cream.
“Fine!” With another snap of his fingers, the spoon returned to its normal state, non-bendy. “Now eat it, I sense something’s about to happen.”
Hehehehehehehe.
“Now he’s laughing. My Plot senses are tingling, watch out Mr.Kittensworth.” Discord looked around cautiously.
You made a mistake, Discord.
“What are you talking about? All I’ve done is give this man ice cream!”
Remember a few chapters ago, you talked about a ‘certain pink mare’?
“Yeah, so- oh no. You wouldn’t dare!” Discord searched for a place to hide. “She’s in Ponyville, this is a vacation for me!”
Your own actions caused this.
In the horizon, a pink blur appeared, rocketing towards the draconequus and human.
“TAKE COVER!” Discord jumped up, trying to hide behind a telephone pole.
“Diiiiiiiiisssssssyyyyy!!!”
“What’s that?” Mrs. Kittensworth asked.
“Diiiiisssssyyy!”
“She’s getting closer!” Discord braced for impact
“DIIIIIIISSSSYYYY!” An explosion of pink, and suddenly Discord was caught in the grip of a small pony. “Dissy! I missed you so much! I couldn’t believe you went to Earth without me, but then I got your summons!”
“Hello, Pinkie Pie.” Discord patted her on the head, her poofy mane bouncing back every time he pushed it down.