Son of Chaos

by TheNomad


[Not Edited] Chapter ^

Nightmare Moon's eyes shot open as she was startled by the loud sound of brass instruments. She tumbled out of her bed and hit the wooden floor. She looked up and saw Strife in a suit while he was surrounded by floating instruments. He tapped his foot as the music quieted.

"What's the matter with you?!" Nightmare Moon asked sharply.

She she answered with another sharp blare of brass music.

"No... there's more?"

Strife grinned as the drum kicked in for a but then sung once again. "Fill my heart with song! Let me sing fo~or ever more!" Strife started started to make his way to the dark alicorn. "You are all I long for All I worship and adore." At hearing this the dark mare's cheeks began to tint just the tiniest bit pink. "In other words, please be truu~~~u~~~" The music was blaring now. "~~~u~~~ue- IN other words, in other words! I~I lo~ove..." The music was quite once more. Strife was leaning right into he face, before whipping out a mirror and pointing at it. "you." He then busted into laughter, and the instruments just turned into confetti.

Nightmare Moon gritted her teeth and let out a sharp growl. She got up and walked out of her bedroom and into the hallway.

"Oi'! It was funny!" Strife called out. He snapped his claw and was floating next to Nightmare Moon as she went down the hall. "IT was meant to make you laugh." Strife frowned at his friend's glare. "Come on Nighty, turn that frown," He said frowning, "Upside down!" He then took his head and twisted it so it would be upside down.

"Nighty" didn't respond to his shenanigans and with a snap he was gone. She went down a stair case and walked into the Dinning Room. The room was just a small carpeted room with china cabinets, and a small table with two chairs. She walked out of the Dinning Room and into the Kitchen. In said Kitchen was Strife in a chefs uniform, he also had a fine and thin mustache.

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle! Would will you be having to day?"

Ignoring him she walked over to the soda fountain. Grabbing a mug she put in under the spout that read "Nightmare Moon's Favorite". It began to fill her mug with coffee.

"Oh come on! You can't ignore me forever!" He said ripping off his mustache and chefs uniform.

Still ignoring him she walked back to the Dinning Room. She sat down and began to drink her coffee. Strife sat in the black and white tiled Kitchen. He paced back and forth for a bit with his hands made into fists. He punched the air a couple of times before letting out a silent yell. Snapping his claw he was in front of Nightmare Moon, he took in a breath. "Hey, Moon I'm sorry for scaring you this morning. You forgive me?" He put his are into the universal signal for a hug.

"Yes." Moon, replied accepting the hug. After letting go from the hug she said "So what will we be having for breakfast?"

Strife put a chefs hat onto his head once more and said "Well Mademoiselle, we will find out together." He held out his hand.

The alicorn mare set her hoof in the palm of his claw, "Alright, then let's find out."

Strife smiled and with a snap of his claw they were both in the kitchen. Strife went for the fridge and started to pull out things at random, all the ingredients fell into a basket being held in Moon's magic. "Thanks." He said grabbing the basket, and closing the fridge with a snap. Taking a running start Strife dived into the basket. His head popped out of the basket with a glowing soda bottle lodged in his mouth. Grabbing it with his hand he looked at the label.

"Quantum" he mumbled, shrugging he threw it on the counter and jumped out of the basket with a hand full of other ingredients. Conjuring a pan onto the stove he threw a few egg onto the stove. A knife and cutting board jumped from the drying rack and hopped over to the counter and began cutting up some cheese. Throwing in a pinch of salt and two rainbow peppers, he mixed it with the eggs. Grabbing the chopped cheese he filled the pan with it.

Flipping the omelette Strife spoke. "Sit, I'll be out in a few seconds."

"Alright." Moon said as she left the room. Entering the dinning room she sat down at her seat. About two minutes later Strife floats in, with two omelettes. Setting one in front of Nightmare Moon, he then placed his on the other end of the table. Hopping onto the chair it began to float as he let his legs dangle off the back rest and his head hung just next to the omelette.

"Why do you sit like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like That! all unside down."

"Oh like this! Well, that is a very easy question to answer. It just makes the food taste better." He gave Nighty a smile before his fork grew legs and fed Strife. Nightmare Moon looked at the fork feed Strife and sighed. A ghost of a smile crossed her face as she ate her omelette.

After they were done Strife took the plates and left for the kitchen. Setting the dishes into the sink he went back to Nightmare Moon. "Hey Moony, I wanted to show you something."

Raising an eyebrow she asked "Oh really?"

"Yeah!"

"Will it explode?"

Strife rubbed the back of his head with a claw and said, "I hope not!"

"Then I'll come."

"Perfect!" Strife grabbed a cloth from behind his back and tied it over her eyes.

"What are you doing?!"

"Just come on!" Strife responded, then with a paw he grabbed Nightmare Moon's hoof and drug her through the house. The sound of a door opening and closing met Nightmare's ears before Strife said she could remove it. What stood before her was not what she expected. In front of her was an unholy amount of dresses. All of them were different sizes, some too large and some so small only a foal would fit.

"Strife where did you get all of these." Nightmare Moon asked in disbelief.

"Does it matter?"

"Well I would guess not-"

"Good! So you pick a dress you like and I'll be back!" And with a poof the draconequus was gone.