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// Curiosity ...ed the Cat 
// Story: Felanthroid 
// by Zytharros 
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As much as I wanted to pay attention to this insane creature in my head, I had better things to do. Like nap. So, while the background noise of Zytharros' mental breakdown was bound to be gut-wrenchingly entertaining and something I could laugh at, I was far more concerned with the nap I was diving into. I had blown all my energy on a temper tantrum that, in retrospect, had been the highlight of uselessness. Zytharros was right - we were not going to separate until whatever happened to us was resolved. I made a mental note to NEVER apologize and somehow in the future make it be his fault.

Ouch. Okay, maybe I'll admit I did it.

I forgot the mind reading cat plop business went both ways.

So while he had his breakdown, I settled into a nap. Barring any noise from withn my own head, I slowly retreated into my dreamscape.

That night, the dream that came to me was a scene of great familiarity, for it was of a being I never wished to see again.

The malevolent creature that had nearly stolen my Pet Pony away from me.

The beast that trapped me with this wretched human.

The one and only Discord.

Back in Ponyville, I had just settled into a nap like this one while the world turned cotton candy cloud and shattered landscapes. I was certain I had eaten too much catnip, and in my stupor was simply dreaming.

How wrong I was.

You see, while Discord was freed, he came to me. He, the undisputed master of insanity, came to Opalescence and asked me for help.

"Opalescence, I presume?"

I scoffed at the being interrupting my nap. "Who's asking? And how in Celestia's unholy plot do you know how to talk feline?"

"I am Discord, master of chaos and ruler over everything without order." He conjured up a glass of wine from erstwhile unknown places and took a sip. "That is all."

"Well, now, that makes me feel all peachy keen, does it not?" I snarled. "And that lets me trust you more, am I right?"

Discord sighed. "Oh, please. I've seen how unhappy you are at your mast-"

"She is not my master!" I snapped.

Discord gasped with a level of dramatics that would make Rarity proud. "I'm sorry, Princess Opal."

"Darn right," I muttered.

"But anyway, I know how unhappy you are at-" he cleared his throat "-Rarity's house. Soo I'm going to make you an offer."

I calmed down a little. My hackles were still raised. I did not trust this being with my favourite string, never mind the catnip I so loved. "Thirty seconds. Go."

The snakelike smiled. "What I am offering you is liberation. Help me and I will see to it that you have everything you could ever want. Catnip, salmon, meat, hunting grounds... anything you desire will be yours."

"What's the catch?"

"Just help me work a spell out." He licked his lips. "Sorry, they get dry around three in the afternoon."

I shook my head. "The pony called Twilight Sparkle has tried to magic me around enough, and Rarity carries me in the stuff. I want nothing to do with it." I turned myself around to emphatically state the conversation was over.

"I guess you choose Option Two."

"Yes. I will not be participating in your little games."

Discord's voice became infinitely more devious. "I never said you could say no. Option Two is this.  In one month, the world will crack and you will arrive where I was going to send you willingly. Only this time, you will never be alone."

With a flash, he was gone.

I had sluffed him off then. I now wanted his head. The next dream that came to me was far more fitting than the last.

I was tearing Discord to shreds.

How gloriously bloody.

Mee hee hee haa haa ha ha hrowww...

Zytharros, you are going to help me kill Discord, or die trying. I am not happy.