Yaaaaaaaawn...
"I wonder if Cordie went back home..." Pinkie Pie muttered as she slowly walked back to Ponyville. Generally, she'd never walk so slow. However, she was, admittedly, a bit nervous. Luckily though, nopony was around to see that nervousness, as it was almost pitch black out; she had stayed at Rainbow Dash's house a bit longer than she should've, being a bit too frazzled to leave so soon.
Still... what was she meant to say to him? Rainbow Dash had given her advice, but that didn't stop her from thinking it anyway. She knew that she would probably just burst out with whatever words came to mind, but that was okay. It would all be okay...
Pinkie Pie... you are so random!
I know~
creaaaaaak
"I'm home!" she called as she entered Sugarcube Corner, wearing a delicate smile.
"Pinkie Pie?" Missis Cake questioned, turning to her and raising a brow. "It's so late," she stated simply.
"I know."
"We thought you were already here," Mister Cake commented.
"You did?" Pinkie Pie asked.
"Well, yes. We heard noise upstairs and thought it was yo-h-hey! What's the rush?"
Mister Cake's voice went unheard as she scrambled upstairs as quick as she could.
"C-Cordie!" she shouted as she opened the door.
"...Cordie?"
Pinkie Pie grew concerned as she eyed Discord. He looked rather exhausted, lying down on Pinkie's normal bed in her normal room. In fact, the only Discord-like thing in the room was Discord himself, and even he didn't seem very chaotic or strange at the time. He just seemed to be staring off into space.
She saw him mutter something and went closer to the bed, placing her front hooves on it. "W-what was that?" she asked.
He turned to her, a look of defeat on his face, then threw his head back and sighed, though with a... genuine smile?
"I'll admit... you've bested me, Miss Pie," he replied.
"Bested you?"
Discord nodded, staring down at Pinkie Pie with a somewhat-amused look on his face. "They tried. They tried so long to convince me of what I should be doing... and yet, you do it in one day." He then picked her up and placed her on top of him, earning a small squeak from her in the process.
"Cordie?"
"You've..." He stopped to bite his lip, taking a moment to word out his sentence. "...bettered me."
Pinkie Pie smiled slightly.
I knew you could do it... I knew...
Hugging him, she received a surprised reaction, but also a somewhat hesitant return of her hug.
"You're hugging me back Cordie."
"I know I am... my amante segreto."
"Amante segreto?" Pinkie Pie repeated, looking up at his face obliviously. "What does that mean?"
"U-ur, well..." Now it was Discord's turn to be nervous. "Nothing... special, just-" mwah~
Almost tumbling off the bed in shock, he stared downwards as Pinkie Pie had made contact between her lips and his.
The kiss had lasted for a few seconds before Discord reluctantly pushed her down, preventing further contact.
"Cordie?"
"...Your friends, Pinkie Pie..." he stated simply.
She paused for a moment to absorb the meaning of his words, then smiled and hugged him again.
"You're silly. Worrying about something like that. They're my friends, and they'll never ever leave me," she told him.
"Even because of this?"
"Even because of this..."
Discord frowned somewhat at her unchanged demeanor, then firmly placed his paw on her head.
"I'm the spirit of chaos," he reminded her.
"Discord." she whispered, quickly getting his attention by mentioning his actual name.
"...Ya know... I'm the element of laughter..." she told him.
He rolled his eyes somewhat in response. "I know-"
"-but it doesn't mean that I have to laugh all the time." she said.
"I might represent the element, but... I have my times... where I'm sad... lonely... and I just don't feel like laughing..." Discord's frown deepened as he saw her mane deflate slightly.
"But that's okay... and it's okay for you not to cause chaos all the time. You represent the spirit of chaos, but the spirit of chaos doesn't represent you." she explained, being oddly soft-toned.
"Pinkie Pie?" he questioned, feeling her right hoof caressing his fur gently.
"It's okay Discord... it's... o...kay..." And just like that, she was sound asleep, curling up and gripping what she could of him. She had said her words so... lightly. Yet... she sounded so unsure when telling him that it was okay. Did she not care? What was she willing to risk to be with him?
...Everything?
He eyed her a bit longer, taking in his 'amante segreto'. Her mane had puffed back up to its normal volume, and gave off the scent of cotton candy whenever he ran his paw through it. Her big blue eyes were closed shut, but still fluttered somewhat anytime he went to touch her face. Her cheeks, while still pink like the rest of her body and face, were blushing slightly, and her forelegs squirmed a bit as she attempted to get a firmer grip on him. He was happy to oblige.
Staring down at her, he felt rather awkward. The experience was still new to him, and he hadn't expected to enjoy it as much as he did. He even found himself recalling her kiss; her lips had tasted like turbinado sugar.
It was still a very strange thing to him, and didn't make sense in the slightest.
...But...
Looking down at Pinkie Pie, all he could do was smile softly.
What fun was there in making sense?