It was an unnaturally warm day for the time of the year, but that didn't stop the students from enjoying the free time their lunch break offered. With the air-conditioning system down for the time being, a large portion of the student body, as well as a few teachers were taking advantage of the stiff breeze that pushed through the campus of Canterlot High. Several people raised their heads to try to absorb what little relief it offered and enjoyed the cooling sensation. The moving air wound its way around the bodies, ruffling hair as it passes. It eventually found an open window begging to be passed through. As if to escape the heat itself, the wind blew into the shaded room, only to crash headlong into a pile of papers.
Celestia cursed as a gust of wind blew through her office window and threw her work all over the floor. Grumbling quietly, the Principal of Canterlot High School proceeded to collect the scattered forms and place them back onto her desk for the umpteenth time. The wind was insufferable but something she was willing to endure, as the alternative was the suffocating heat of a closed office. The sound of laughter caused her to look up from hair task to watch three girls run past her window, their infectious joy seeping into the somber atmosphere of the office. Celestia couldn’t help but smile before bending over to gather the last few pieces of paperwork.
“I've got to admit, when you said you wanted me to see you, I wasn't expecting a show.”
Celestia's back snapped straight at the sound of the voice, her face reddening slightly at what had just occurred. Of course he'd walk in then. The guy had a bad habit of turning up at bad times. Bad times for the other person, that is.
The woman spun around to face the intruder once her face had resumed its normal pale complexion. A tall, lanky figure in a brown coat leaned against the doorframe, his large grin revealing a missing canine.
“Discord,” replied Celestia lamely.
The man laughed jovially at her reaction before sauntering into the room. Without waiting for permission, he spun a chair around a few times and fell into it with a contented sigh. He then proceeded to stroke his goatee while looking at the woman expectantly. Celestia simply shook her head before taking her rightful place at the opposite side of the desk. The silence began to stretch out to an unnerving length, causing Discord to start to squirm. He knew why he was here, and Celestia made sure it got to him. Finally, he gave up playing the silent game and gave in with a huff.
“Fine,” he muttered, running his hand through his mess of gray hair, “I'm sorry.”
The principal sighed before looking into his yellow eyes.
“You know I don't want to fire you.”
“It was just a bit of fun with some friends.”
“So was the two times that got you arrested.”
Discord fidgeted nervously. Celestia was probably the only person that could get to him, and part of him hated her for that. However, even he had to admit that he sometimes acted like a collage freshman going to their first real party, not a science professor with a PhD. He'd already been locked up for the night twice, both on counts of “disturbing the public”. It wasn't his fault the public got upset and called the police when he disturbed them with loud music and flashing lights. Maybe the fact that it was the middle of the night was the problem.
Celestia leaned over the desk, and flashed Discord a look of concern.
“I thought you said you were over this. You know I can't keep you here if you're going to ruin the school's reputation. What would the parents think if they knew someone like that was teaching their children?”
He looked around the room, appearing not to care, but Celestia could tell that he was refusing to meet her eyes.
“I know that, in the classroom, you're one of the best teachers this school has ever seen.”
Discord's eyes finally met hers at that comment, a slight smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
“The students love what you do. You somehow manage to entertain them, and the scores from your AP classes are off the charts. The student reviews are hardly ever negative, and the school is a much happier place since you came back.”
The teachers smile had returned, but it was softer than what he'd worn when he'd entered the room.
“But you're a teacher outside of class as well. I've managed to keep word of this escape from getting out, but I won't be able to do so again.”
He rolled his eyes, but couldn't hide the genuine smile as lent back and laid his miss-matched shoes on the desk.
“Fiiiiiine. I'll be on my best behavior from now on. Scout's honor.”
He laid a fist against his chest, but Celestia frowned.
“You were never a Scout.”
Discord smirked at her, an obvious glint in his eye.
“I know. Changes everything doesn't it? Or does it?”
Now it was Celestia's turn to roll her eyes before gesturing to the door.
“Get out. I think we're done here.”
Discord's grin grew in width as he jumped to his feet and began skipping towards the door.
“Oh, and Discord? Make sure to knock next time.”
He just scoffed at her before turning to the door. As great as he was with the children, he would never show authority proper respect.
“I might. But the room was so inviting. Give my complements to the papers.”
He slyly winked over his shoulder before skipping out the door, leaving a reddening principal to tend to her duties. The guy could get exceptionally annoying and was more than a little nuts at times, but deep down Celestia appreciated what he did for the students, the school, and her. Sometime life just needs a little bit of chaos.