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Discord's Birthday Gift - Chapter One1,410 words
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Discord's Birthday Gift - Chapter Three1,076 words
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Discord's Birthday Gift - Chapter Three

A rather large crowd of stallions and mares, colts and fillies, were starting to gather outside their homes as the sound of hysterical giggling fits from above piqued their curiosity. Their looks of puzzlement quickly changed to expressions of surprise (well, more like weirded-out than surprise to be honest) when they all saw a pink amalgamation of various creature components floating about in the sky. A few ponies simply took one look at the strange sight and just shrugged as they returned to whatever they were doing.

It's Ponyville. When you've lived in this town for a while, you would get used to odd happenings too.

Down below in the streets, the Mane Five (plus Discord)) trailed after the pink party pony, each expressing a look of concern, uncertainty, and in Discord's case, amusement. Considering that the most hyperactive mare in Ponyville, if not all of Equestria, had been granted the powers of Chaos by Discord over half an hour ago as a supposedly seemingly harmless birthday gift, they had very good reason to be worried.

So far, Pinkie only made a few mountain-high piles of cupcakes and muffins appear outside of Sugarcube Corner (which had been left to the public to deal with, which they had done with much enthusiasm), but still who knew what Pinkie Pie would attempt to do next?

Well, their answer came pretty soon as the group found themselves chasing Pinkie Pie to Sweet Apple Acres.

"Oh hay, no!" Applejack exclaimed as they began nearing the gates leading onto the farm pony's orchard. "Pinkie is NOT gonna use any o' Discord's magic round' mah apple trees, she ain't!". Her pace hastened, and she speed ahead of her friends - and Discord - towards the apple trees, as Pinkie Pie disappeared from view, sight of her now obscured by the hundreds of tree tops dotted with fresh apple harvests.

"Applejack, wait a second!", Twilight called out after her, though the farm pony didn't respond, either too far ahead of the group to hear them or ignoring them on purpose so as to not be distracted from protecting her family's sole source of income from a hyperactive pony/draconequus. Twilight and the others quickened their pace hoping to catch up to Applejack, Discord struggling to keep up with the group, due to his mismatched feet.

"Um little ponies? Perhaps you could be so courteous as to...oh, forget it, you're already gone."

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Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Rarity all expressed looks of shock when they caught up with Applejack. The orange earth mare herself did not share the same expression, instead showing a very, very angry look. And trust me when I say that when Applejack gets very angry, I mean she gets VERY ANGRY and right now she was - oh, forget it, you're an intelligent person, you get the point.

Anyway, Applejack's reason for looking so angry probably had something to do with the giggling wide-blue-eyed pink troublemaker floating above who was snapping her lion paw fingers (if you could even call them that, I guess?), each snap of her, um, 'fingers' turning a random tree's worth of apples into candy canes. Already a few dozen trees had red-and-white striped treats hanging from the branches in place of the juicy red fruits.

"Pinkie! Stop messin' wit' the apple trees!", Applejack was yelling after her. "Those apples are near ready fer harvest! Mah family can't make cider from candy canes!"

Unfortunately, Pinkie did not heed her friend's words, likely due to her laughing too loudly. Applejack growled angrily as she looked from one tree to the next, nearly half of her orchard's apples turned into candy canes. She let out a loud annoyed groan as she whipped off her hat and threw it to the ground in frustration. By this time, Twilight and co were approaching her though they did so with caution, as like I said before; when Applejack gets very angry... yeah, you get the hint.

"Applejack, are you okay?", Twilight asked with concern, trotting over to her friend's side. Applejack gave her friend a fierce look, and Twilight backed away in surprise. But her friend's angry expression quickly softened as soon as the farm mare acknowledged her friend, and Twilight placed a hoof upon her shoulder.

"Nah, I'm not fine, sugarcube. I mean, just look at all of this!". She gestured to all of the apple - or rather, candy cane - trees. "Pinkie's practically ruined mah family's orchard!"

"Why would Pinkie Pie do such a thing?" Rarity asked in wonder. "True, she can get a little carried away at times, but she has never done anything with ill intent in her life!"

"I don't know what's gotten into Pinkie, but I think Discord has something to do with this," Twilight replied. In fact, the unicorn was certain Discord had something to do with Pinkie's uncharacteristic behavior.

"Look at the orchard!" Applejack said, throwing her hooves in the air. "What am I an' mah family supposed ta do with all these darn candy canes?"

"Well, Christmas isn't far off. You could always trade off the candy canes," Discord spoke up, walking onto the scene. The ponies turned around and looked at him with frowns, with the exception of Applejack. She gave the chimeric prankster a foul angry glare as he plucked a candy cane from one of the former apple trees and began to suckle on it.

"Mmmm, peppermint. Have you ever considered putting this flavor into your apples, dear Applejack?" Discord asked innocently as he approached the group. He stopped in his tracks as he noticed everypony glaring at him. His eyes shifting from one pony to the other, he took the candy cane out of his mouth and hung it on the branch of a nearby tree.

He gave a weak smile as their faces continued to glare at him. "Um... just a suggestion?", he said with a shrug of his shoulders.

And then with a yell, Applejack pounced on top of him.

Author's Note:

Yeah, I've said before I'm not great at writing long stories. I find it hard to keep each chapter interesting, let alone decent, so I ask that you please forgive the poor quality of my story-telling skills. Don't send me any letter bombs.

Again.

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