Three Words On Your Birthday - Anthology

by Duplex Fields


A What Now?

Pinkie Pie tilted her head slightly. "A what now?"

With a wave of her hoof at the boutique's interior, and a furious look on her face, Rarity yelled, "A catastrophe! A conundrum! A total mess I'm going to have to clean up before I can open my doors for business again!"

A flash of light took them both by surprise. "Ladies," said a sneering voice, "I'm here for my fitting." Discord stood in a magically cleared space in the middle of the floor. An urchin's rags were draped about him.

"And you!" shouted Rarity, her cheeks red, "You have the AUDACITY to come into my place of BUSINESS and make DEMANDS of me without any HOPE of sincere compensation!"

Discord put a fingertip to his lips. For once, he looked flustered. "Well, I-"

"You, you, you! It's always about you, isn't it?" scoffed Rarity. "Harumph! If you REALLY cared, you could do the COMPLETELY unexpected and add order instead of chaos. But nooooo, you HAVE to be the center of attention. Oh look, I'm Discord," she said, picking some torn clothing from the floor and placing it on her back. She stood on her hindlegs and swayed her body in imitation of his sinuous movements. "I'm so wacky! I make everypony frightened even though I'm cracking jokes because they know I'm just putting on a nice face for laughs!"

Pinkie looked at Discord, her eyes wide. "I'm gonna go get Twilight."

Discord looked back, his eyes just as wide. "Way ahead of you." He pulled Princess Twilight from his pocket and set her on the floor in front of them.

Twilight looked around in confusion. Her eyes met those of Pinkie and Discord, who each cowered behind one of her wings. Then she saw the shop's state, and immediately put up a force field. "You two are SO gonna get it later," she muttered.