"So many games — which one, though?" pondered Discord.
"We . . well, I, to be more accurate, have a great idea." Luna started.
"Really? Do tell." Discord teased, thinking that the idea was going to be bad.
"How about we build ourselves?" Luna grinned at the thought.
"Ha — wait — that isn't such a bad idea, but how're we gonna go about building ourselves, exactly?" Discord stroked his mane, querying lightly.
"Why — with Sims 3, Discord." said Luna.
"Good call, Luna. Good call." Discord approved whole-heartedly.
"Yay! I had a good idea!" Luna jumped.
Discord sat momentarily as he waited for Luna to get the game going.
"Okay, so I'll build first." Luna told Discord; nodding to each other in affirmation.
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After hours of building ponies they looked at jobs.
"Oh, I do believe that I'll become a businessman." Discord spoke aloud.
"That being the case, I think I'll be a doctor, then." expounded Luna.
"Alright — now that we have our ponies ready and employed, we should furnish our house." Discord pointed out.
"Good idea." said Luna, seemingly returning the earlier gesture.
Minutes later, Discord's pony (or Dis as the first name and cord as his last name) began heading off to work.
Luna's was home all alone reading some books, then her pony suddenly got up — spouting out gibberish in the process: "Good thing there are bubbles above their heads." Discord noted for future reference.
"What is wrong with her?" asked Luna. Discord chuckled in her general direction, for she was apparently a newbie to the game.
Numbers suddenly appeared over her ponies head, which she didn't really understand, either.
"Three . . two . . one?" Just as it came to zero, the Luna's look-a-like stood in a puddle of her own urine.
"Oh, come on!! How was I supposed to know that would happen?" asked Luna.
"Well, you need to feed your sim and have them do their bussness in the bathroom." Discord told her — still grinning devilishly at the sight that Luna's poor little pony was in.
"Well, this is unsanitary." Luna groaned.
She looked at her friend's sim, and he was perfectly okay — he wasn't hungry or tired, and he loved his job.
"You have got to be kidding me." sighed Luna, watching Discord's persona walk out of work.
"What's wrong?" Discord asked, looking at the screen they were sharing.
"It's your sim — he just doesn't seem to have certain problems, but who knows — It's probably just me." Luna sighed in self-reflection.
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Hours went by and Discord laughed when seeing Luna's sim going around through the other sims' garbage.
"What are you up to, now?" questioned Discord, laughing a bit in the process, seeing as how Luna made it a habit to do ridiculous things in the game.
"I'm going through the trash to see what it looks like." Luna replied.
"Yeah, but why?"
"Because I need spare parts for some robots." Luna answered.
Discord inadvertently scoffed, but then quickly brushed it off.
"You got any idea as to what you wanna build, though?" asked Discord.
"I just want a robot — that's all."
"Okay, that makes a little bit more sense." Discord said, rolling his eyes.
Some more minutes later, Luna smiled as her sim — who now a nurse — was told to take a strange pill that was prescribed by the doctor. She then put the massive pill in her mouth. Nothing happened until a few minutes later when her sim burst into flames.
"OH, BY CELESTIA WHAT JUST HAPPENED!!? I AM ON FIRE!!?"
"Priceless!! Your sim died of burns!!" Discord wheezed through the intense laughter, at which Luna only felt a wave of anger.
Acting in response to their sudden cries of fire, some castle guards nearly broke down the door with fire extinguishers in-hand.
"What seems to be the problem?" asked one of the guards.
"Oh, it's nothing — just Luna over-reacting to a video game." Discord explained.
All of the guards facehoofed, and then slowly trotted back to more pertinent matters.
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A substantial amount of time flew by.
When Discord checked his sim, he found that he had only three minutes until his poor little sim would starve to death.
"Oh man — looks like my sim's gonna die, too. I guess it's time to call it quits." Discord said.
"Yes, you're probably right." Luna admitted. Luna and Discord shut off the computer that they shared, and went on with the rest of the day as normal