//------------------------------// // Chocolate - LadyLightHeart // Story: Chaos and Sunshine: the Discord x Celestia Group Collab // by The Princess Rarity //------------------------------// This was it. The last one. Last time she had to put quill to parchment. Cross the ‘t’, dot the ‘i’, and done. No more papers to sign. Princess Celestia tore her eyes from the paper with enough force to cause whiplash. Two hours of staring at parchment left her mind frayed at the edges. She needed release; sweet release. And she knew exactly where to find it. The princess left her study with a slight bounce in her step. She turned to the kitchen where she knew a thick slice of dark chocolate raspberry cake waited for her. Her mind was alight with the thought of biting into the cool chocolate frosting, rich chocolate layers, and thin lines of tart raspberry jam. At that point, Celestia had practically galloped into the kitchen like an eager filly toward her birthday presents. She yanked open the ice box. Greeting her was an empty white plate, save for a few dark flecks of crumbs. The thought of declaring this an act of high treason briefly crossed her mind. “What’s the matter, Princess? You seem distressed.” Said the last pony she wanted to hear from. Discord sat at the other end of the table, smiling like he was completely innocent, the cake, of course, untouched in front of him. “Discord, please don’t touch my cake.” The words came out more pleading than she intended. “Oh, is that what this is?” He pointed at the slice with a dainty gold fork, face feigning cluelessness. “I’m sorry, it just looked so lonely and delicious there by itself. And I was in the mood for a little chocolate.” Celestia took a deep breath, resisting the urge to fling her shoe at his head. ‘If you want some cake, Discord, get some for yourself. I’m sure you can-” “But my dear Celestia, it’s just so much sweeter when I steal it from you!” “Do not test me tonight, Discord. It’s been a long night and I will not put up with your games.” “Games? I’m not playing any games.” The draconequus sighed dramatically. “Goodness, Celestia, didn’t anypony teach you how to share?” “No.” She replied bluntly and levitated the cake to her, taking a bite out of it like an apple. “I told you, I’m not playing any of your games tonight. You’re going to have to try harder than that to upset me.” Naturally, Discord took this as a challenge. He rose from the table and floated to her. “Celestia, you seem to have a little frosting on your mouth.” Before she could react, Discord placed his hand on her face and put his lips to hers. The Sun Princess remained rigid, frozen at the feeling of his serpentine tongue across her lips. “Hm, dark chocolate,” he pulled away, licking his own lips, “Never been a big fan of dark chocolate. Guess I’ll have to find something else.” “D- Discord…” Celestia’s voice shook with anger. Discord smiled inwardly. Mission accomplished, now for the icing on the cake. “I have an idea,” Discord reappeared behind her, wrapping his lion paw across her chest and twisting a strand of her hair around with his talon, “how about we put this whole cake thing behind us, go somewhere else, and you can show me what a little white chocolate tastes like.” --- “Joke! It was a joke! I swear- ow!” “Hold still,” Mumbled Fluttershy, a cotton swab between her teeth, “You have a teeny little cut back here.” Discord slouched further on the couch and crossed his arms. Another prank, another night banned from Canterlot castle. “Some ponies have no sense of humor.” Fluttershy sighed and shook her head as she prepared the ice for his swollen eye.