A Wish is Made
My Little Draconequus: Wishing is Chaos
Chapter One: A Wish is Made
Tonight is the night.
The night was beautiful, Luna’s moon shining magnificently on a sheet of obsidian, the stars twinkling like opals scattered across the sky. The wind was blowing hard, making the Everfree dance by the sway of the leaves and moan as the branches shook to and fro against the torrents.
The only other sound was the flapping of a black cape, tied around the neck of a four-legged shadow, the face hidden under a dark hood. The mysterious figure seemed to be in a hurry, running easily between the confusing maze of the forest, heading towards the edge of the Everfree.
I must stay out of sight.
Not far now; the stranger was nearly there, jumping fluidly over rocks and easily avoiding broken twigs on the ground. The wind was helpful in masking any noises, but the cloaked creature didn’t want to take any chances when it came to the mission at hoof.
I must do what is demanded of me…Things are not the way it ought to be.
The edge could be seen now, the grass lit by the magnificent light of the moon. No trees were there to shroud the earth in darkness. The destination was in sight.
She is not angry, but hurt and unsure.
The soft clopping against the ground started to slow from a trot to a cautious walk. The hooded stranger came out into the open, looking to the right, then the left. Right again. Left.
The cottage. It was right there. Nopony was in sight, not even the Pegasus who lived there.
Lifting a hoof, the figure reached into a pocket located inside of the cloak, removing a small, velvet bag tied shut with a roped cord. Clamping the tied-off end of the package with her teeth, the stranger approached the cottage, slowly but surely.
The magic whispers to me; I have the cure.
The leaves in the tea and the smoke from the fire had never lied. The energies that radiated from the earth itself—the magic that was forever free from the manipulation of sorcerers—demanded that things be put back to right between chaos and kindness. The union was needed; not only for the happiness of the two creatures, but for the balance of the world as well.
If this was not done, the balance would skew and the world would tip over. Nothing would ever change for the better.
The stranger sighed in relief, finally arriving in front of the cottage, the velvet bag still held firmly by her mouth. Walking gingerly over to a small patch of blue flowers by a small chicken coop, she stopped and lowered her neck, gently laying the bag on the ground. With a hoof, she scraped a small hole into the ground and the cord of the bag was loosened. As it opened, a small light radiated from the inside, and the stranger plunged a hoof inside and came out with a small, glowing blue seed.
The seed was placed carefully in the middle of the small hole, and then covered in soil, its glow choked out by the seed’s burial in the dirt.
A wish to be made on the morrow…
The task was done; it was all up to them now. All she could do now was wait.
With it, a hopeful end to their sorrow…
The stranger turned, and escaped back into the darkness of the forest.
The sky is so beautiful tonight.
Fluttershy sat at the edge of a high hill not far from her backyard, her gaze on the universe above. Her hair and tail billowed behind her as the cool wind blew against her face. Normally she would have been in bed by now; she wasn’t usually somepony that enjoyed being alone outside in the dark.
But tonight, the moon and stars seemed to beckon for her, yearning for her attention. She had heeded to this imaginary call, unfurling her wings to feel the soft caress of the wind against her feathers. It felt so nice, and though she had been afraid at first to come out into the open at night like this, it felt right.
But…
Other things plagued her thoughts, and a frown marred the peaceful look that had been on her face. Worry now clouded her aquamarine eyes.
It’s been two days…and I see him tomorrow…
Her heart seemed to sink into her stomach. That had been happening a lot lately, whenever she thought of Tirek.
Of cucumber sandwiches.
Of the now-decimated library.
Of losing her Pegasus magic.
Of him.
But I forgave him…I forgave him! I shouldn’t feel this way. I should be happy, it’s all in the past now!
The wind wasn’t soothing her anymore. Now gentle, silent tears ran down her face. They glittered in the moonlight as they fell against the ground, resembling shooting stars escaping the galaxy of her eyes.
She had been so happy when it was all over—happy to have all the magic back, to have all her friends with her, to have Discord back on their side.
But the glow of victorious harmony had not been enough. She was still hurting on the inside. She put on a brave face, still smiling and assuring everypony that she was fine, but both her heart and her head knew the truth.
I wasn’t good enough.
That hadn’t been the first time she’d had the same thought in the past few days. And each time, it seemed to tear at a crack in her heart, breaking it apart.
My friendship wasn’t important enough. He saw Tirek as a better friend than me. He wanted to cause chaos more than he wanted to spend time with me. He saw it all as the better option…
She screwed her eyes tighter together; maybe if she did that, the tears wouldn’t escape so easily.
Such a silly thing for me to believe…that I could ever be so important to him…To anypony, for that matter. To think that I could ever be number one.
She was so ashamed of herself. Just how arrogant could I be? Oh, I’m such a bad pony! She curled herself into a ball, her hooves covering her eyes, curling her tail around herself.
I’m not the Element of Kindness! I’m the Element of Failure! Of Silliness! Of Delusion! I was absurd to think I could ever be as important to him as he is to me.
She had been so proud to be his friend. It wasn’t solely because she had successfully reformed him, making Celestia and her friends proud. That had been nice, of course, but…
He had cherished her. Nopony had ever appreciated her as much as he had. When she had decided to send him a letter the week after she reformed him, he had written back in a way that reminded her of Rainbow Dash whenever she talked about Daring Do—as if Fluttershy was the epitome of all things good in the world, and thus demanded his utmost admiration and affection. He had written back to her so fast that she received his reply merely five minutes after writing it—and the envelope had opened up with a burst of confetti.
For her. Her.
Discord had once been a prankster with a habit of torturing ponies and using them as his personal playthings. But then he became friends with Fluttershy, and he had began to change his point of view. He still criticized ponies with contempt, but he saw her as different from everypony else. He had valued her as somepony worthy of not only his time, but also his friendship, his kindness, his hugs, his smiles, his amusing displays of magic, and his companionship. And that had meant the world to her.
She had loved having him around. It had come to a point where a smile automatically appeared on her face any time he showed up, whether she noticed it or not. He brought her a joy and a sense of pride that Fluttershy didn’t even know she could have. She was so grateful for it. Nopony had ever made her feel so special or important before…And she did everything she could to make sure she made him feel the same way.
But I didn’t make him feel that way. I failed.
She had loved their friendship.
And she had thought he felt the same.
But he didn’t. It wasn’t good enough. I wasn’t good enough. I wasn’t as good as chaos…as good as Tirek…At least, not at first…
Not being good enough—it was one of her biggest fears, and brought such terrible memories to mind.
Foals, laughing and pointing at her awkward height, her skinny legs, her squeaky voice…But most of all, they mocked her for being such a bad flyer.
Her father, appalled by his daughter’s cutie mark and her destiny to be a Pegasus living on land—and slamming the door in her face, never to see her again.
Bullies at school, shoving and pushing her around for being such a wuss.
A draconequus dropping a plate of perfectly good cucumber sandwiches on the ground, only to place her in a cage with her friends.
“I thought we were friends!”
“Oh, but we were. But I found something much better than friendship.”
Better than friendship. Better than her.
What was she thinking, that she was so important to him? She had never been that important to anypony. She knew her best friends loved her, she knew her animals adored her, but…
She had thought she and him had something special. She couldn’t put her hoof on exactly what it was, but it was something that she never got from anypony else, not even her best friends.
Discord…Why? Why did you do this? I thought I understood you, or at least was beginning to. We were friends for such a short time, but we grew close so quickly. You meant so much to me, and I thought that maybe I meant just as much to you. l thought you didn’t mind…
Though the wind felt good against her face, she turned against it, walking carefully downhill, her head hung low and her ears pressed back.
I always knew how much chaos meant to him…I know he is chaos…But I didn’t think he felt like our friendship was a form of imprisonment. I thought he was happy. I thought I made him happy.
The tears continued to fall, splashing against her now trotting hooves as she made her short way home. Now she wanted nothing more than to just get into bed, try to sleep, and hopefully feel better tomorrow, before he came.
I was happy.
She started to sniffle, her nose starting to run a bit.
But I wasn’t enough. He still wanted to so much, and I couldn’t give it to him. I knew he played pranks, I knew he didn’t like the others as much. I knew he missed parts of his old life. But I had never dreamed he would do what he did. He seemed so happy to have a job for Celestia, and so pleased to have a picnic with me. I didn’t see it coming, I thought he would capture Tirek with no problems, but I was wrong!
She circled around the house as she saw her backyard, passing the chicken coop, her precious fowl long asleep in the hen house.
I just don’t understand…I don’t know why…
“I don’t understand you…”
She came to a small patch of wildflowers that always grew by her house each year. She had always loved those flowers; they were old friends to her, always growing back in the springtime to greet her. She bent her head low and gave a sniff, and the soft, pleasant smell brought a sigh to her lips.
As the fragrance entered her nostrils, Discord’s image remained in her head, making her tense and her knees weak. She had to see him tomorrow; he was coming for a visit in the afternoon. How was she going to keep herself together as she was feeling these things? How could she possibly make things better?
The words had left her mouth without her planning to; it just came out, as if her secret desires demanded to be heard, even though nopony was there to listen. “I wish I could understand you, Discord.”
She turned her back to the flowers, slowly dragging her hooves to the door, wallowing in her own sadness. She failed to notice the small mound of dirt near the front of the patch, and missed the glow that seemed to radiate from it the moment she had voiced her wish.
She opened the door, the warm light of the cottage coming through to the outside, yellow warmth in the darkness.
“But I don’t think I ever will,” she whispered, voice cracking. With her hoof on the knob of the door, she took one last look at the moon, wondering who else was looking upon it right now.
Maybe he’s looking at the moon, too…
Gently, she closed the door.
A stalk began to bud in the dirt, its glow doubling in intensity as it reached for the sky.
And through the upper window of the cottage, a soft weeping echoed through the air. Slowly, slowly, it quieted itself, and the crying was no more.
The glow hit the window, entering the cottage, caressing a small sleeping Pegasus in her bed until she began to glow as well.
The spell had begun.
Discord wasn’t just looking at the moon that night; he was on it.
“Can’t say this is the worst place to be banished to,” he mumbled to himself, using magic to keep himself laid against the lunar surface despite the lack of gravity. “Though the silence could drive anyone crazy. No wonder Nightmare Moon was so angry all the time.” He sighed.
But I’m all right with quiet for now.
Discord didn’t often visit the moon; whenever he had needed a place to be alone with his thoughts, he often conjured up his thinking tree and rested there. He wasn’t sure what compelled him to go to the moon.
He scoffed at himself. Don’t be daft; you know perfectly well why you’re here. The guilt was killing you.
No matter where he went, there was always something to remind him of Tirek’s tirade through Equestria, sucking everypony’s magic out with his help. Sometimes it was something as simple as a Pegasus-shaped cloud. Other times, it was a piece of wreckage that still hadn’t been cleared from all the buildings he and Tirek had crushed. But everywhere, there was guilt.
Of course, he still felt horrible as he lay there, staring down at the world from above. There was no way of escaping that. But at least there weren’t any visual reminders that made him feel even worse than he already did.
Lifting a single claw, he made swirling patterns out of the primordial dust that forever floated around the universe, turning it to different shades of light and color. He sighed, long and low, as he wondered if he would be getting any sleep tonight.
Barely had a wink the past two nights. It’s probably better off that way—I’m sure it wouldn’t take long for nightmares to take hold of my crazed noggin, leaving Lulu with dreams the like of which she’d never seen before.
Though his friends had forgiven him, he himself still hadn’t. Every moment was a chance to berate himself for being used as a tool and betraying the trust of Equestria. He didn’t need the glaring and the angry whispers from the citizens as he walked around town in order to feel badly for what he had done. He was doing just fine on his own for that, thankyouverymuch.
He hated himself for what he had done—especially for making a certain pony cry, when she had been the only one to truly believe in him, the only one to ever really care.
Sweet Celestia, how am I ever going to face her tomorrow? He thought with a grimace, dragging a paw over his head and stretching his face downward, only for it to slap back into place when he stopped. What ever were we thinking, meeting up for a get-together so soon? It’s not going to be the same, it will never be the same, not after all I’ve done to them…To her.
“Guuuuuuuuhhhhh,” he moaned, his head banging against the hard ground of the moon, his stomach against the ground with his legs spread out, as if imitating a star. “I can’t do this. Things were so much simpler when I didn’t care about anyone. But that’s all ruined. Now I want things like friendship and kindness and all that jazz!” A trumpet and a saxophone suddenly appeared next to him, playing the blues.
“I don’t know what to do anymore.”
Darn that Fluttershy! This was her fault, it was because of her that he was like this. She was the one that befriended him, the one that sent him all those sweet letters, the one that took care of him when he was ill, the one that always let him cause chaos in her house because she knew he liked to do that, and complimented his cucumber sandwiches and had tea and picnics with him and made him feel like he was lovable and important and maybe not so much of a loner and laughed at all his corny jokes and gave him hugs without hesitation and—
He groaned again. You’re a moron. A complete and utter moron. I always thought everypony else was the moron, but you know who the moron is?
He raised a clawed arm and pointed down on himself. “Me,” he said, answering his own question. “I’m the moron…I’m the one that screwed it all over. You’ve lost her, Cordy, you most definitely have. She’ll never care for you the same way ever again. Because you’re an imbecile!”
He stretched out an arm and grabbed both his floating instruments by the handle, and banged them against the moon. The smashing and clanging of the brass pleased him—nothing blotted out the thoughts of self-destruction like decimating inanimate objects did.
The satisfied feeling didn’t last long.
He stared at the earth of Equestria, and wondered where she was. Probably in her cottage, asleep, with that little Demon Bunny curled up by her side. He sniffed at that. Lucky little furball. He didn’t even have to do anything to get to where he is!
He was starting to get restless, and the silence now began to gnaw at him, along with his thoughts. “Yep, I can definitely see why perhaps Nightmare Moon went crazy up here,” he muttered with a dark chuckle, before snapping his fingers and teleporting himself back to his room in the Royal Castle in Canterlot.
Sweet Celestia I hate it here. Despite all the chaotic changes he made to his Royal chambers—paint-splattered walls, a checkered floor with both squares of carpet and polished wood, two types of disco balls on the ceiling, a bed made of soft sponge—it still felt like more of an imprisonment.
And now I’m to remain here even longer! He moaned. I’m never going to be free if I ever want to be trusted by these ponies. I don’t even care for most of them…
With a jump and a swoop, he landed on his spongy bed with a few bounces, his stomach cushioned against the softness of his sponge mattress. He turned his head to his orange bedazzled nightstand, and his eyes landed on a picture of two friends with their arms around each other’s shoulders, looking at each other with wide grins on their faces.
And to think, I even had that picture with me as I made the wrong decision…
He reached an arm out, and his clawed fingers landed on the top edge of the picture frame. He paused, his eyes boring into the still, aquamarine eyes of the yellow Pegasus. The guilt started to tear at his heart again…
“Surely you saw this coming?”
“I didn’t! I really didn’t!”
He slammed the picture down against the tabletop, turned his back to it, and screwed his eyes shut.
He didn’t sleep at all.
A jolt of electricity, the beat of his heart. It thumped against his chest, and his brain seemed to jump out of his head. It was a red alert.
Something is wrong.
Discord’s eyes popped open, and jolted upright in bed.
What is this?
His nerves were on end. His body flailed around involuntarily, waving and swirling as if his body were a wet noodle in boiling water. His skin grew cold, and sweat gathered in his brow. He squinted as the rays from the hot sun fell across his face from the window.
The balance is off. There’s magic in Equestria, magic beyond normal proportions. I haven’t felt something like this since…
Suddenly his body went from thrashing about to as straight and rigid as a rod.
Tirek.
He closed his eyes, and sent invisible waves of magic all around Equestria, feeling around for anything that resembled Tirek’s magical signature. It reached all the way to Tartarus, where he sensed Tirek’s weakened state of power.
If not him…Then who?
His waves of chaotic magic suddenly went off as it neared Ponyville.
This…thing…was in Ponyville.
Rubbing his temples, he focused even harder on his magic, trying to pinpoint the magical being’s direct location.
Twilight’s castle…Sugarcube Corner…Carousel Boutique…Sweet Apple Acres…The clouds…Nowhere in town…
It couldn’t possibly be in the outskirts, could it? That’s where…
Discord gasped as he found the direct spot, his body convulsing so strongly in reaction that he grit his teeth and tried holding back a strangled cry. He had never reacted so strongly to a source of imbalance before. Usually he just had a tremor that made him wiggle around like a silly strand of spaghetti, but this power…
This signature…It is nearly identical to my own..! Impossible! And…
He swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing as he made a fairly loud gulping sound with his tight throat.
It’s in Fluttershy’s cottage!
She awoke as the rays of the sun hit her eyes from the window, yawning squeakily as she stretched her limbs out. “Ah,” she breathed, enjoying the warmth of the light on her face. She still felt tired from staying up so late the night before, but she always had busy mornings.
Feed Angel Bunny…Seeds for the birds, honey for Harry…Check to see if his back needs a massage, check up on Angel’s friends and the jackalopes…
As the list went on, she managed to roll herself off her bed and land on all fours on the floor. She began to her way to the hall, but paused at the doorway to look back at the snow-white bunny still sleeping on the bed. “Angel,” she giggled, smiling at the drooling rabbit. “It’s time to wake up!”
The rabbit’s ears twitched, but he only rolled over to his other side, his back now to Fluttershy.
“Oh, Angel, come now. You know what they always say; the early bun gets the carrot!” she sing-songed, trotting over back to the window side of the bed. She laid her chin on the mattress and stared at his sleeping face, then gently nudged him on the shoulders. “Wake up, Angel Bunny. You can’t oversleep now. There’s much to do today.”
The rabbit still wouldn’t open his eyes, and batted Fluttershy’s foreleg away, rolling onto his stomach and laying his face against his paws.
Fluttershy sighed. Sometimes he could be just a little bit difficult. “Angel,” she said, her voice a little sterner. “It is time to wake up, or I won’t let you have any sweets today. Do you understand me?”
His ears went up immediately, and he used his paws to lift himself up on to his hindquarters, his eyes now fully open and alert. He hopped off the bed and out of the doorway, and looked over to his owner.
“Good boy!” she praised with a wide smile. “Now let’s go downstairs and—“
She paused as she saw Angel freeze in place when his eyes landed on her. They grew as large as dinner plates, and his face was horrified. He let out a high-pitched shriek, hackles raised, and jumped high into the air, eyes still glued on her.
“Angel! W-What’s wrong?” Fluttershy asked him. She took a step closer, only to find that the rabbit scrambled backward as she did so. He hunched on the ground, shaking harder than Fluttershy had ever seen him, and stared at her as if she were a monster.
“What’s wrong, sweetie? Is…Is there something…outside…?” she squeaked, slowly growing scared at whatever it was Angel was afraid of. She turned her head and looked towards the window. The sun still shining, everything seemed normal from what she saw. Three birds perched at the sill, and Fluttershy smiled at them with a wave.
“See, Angel Bunny? There’s nothing—“
The birds, now seeing Fluttershy’s waving, looked towards her, expecting to see their dear friend and sing her a friendly hello, but instead they squawked and honked in terror while looking inside. They jumped off the sill and into the sky as fast as possible, feathers floating behind them.
“What…?” She trotted over to the window and opened the oval glass outward, and stuck her head out. “W-wait! Please come back! Wh-what’s wrong?”
Looking downward, she saw assorted animals on her front yard, walking and running and hopping about. Raccoons, beavers, squirrels, mice, rabbits, and jackalopes scavenged through the grass, waiting for their caretaker to come out and enjoy the sunshine with them. Harry the bear was over by a tree, using the bark to scratch a part of his back he couldn’t reach. Over in the creek, frogs, fish, newts, and salamanders swam and lounged about, waiting for Fluttershy to come and feed them, perhaps even share a splash with them.
“Oh friends!” she called, trying her best to keep her voice pleasant despite her growing fear. “Is…Is everything alright down there?”
All of them turned their heads to the sweet, soft voice, recognizing it as Fluttershy’s. Dozens of small, innocent eyes landed on her, smiles on their faces, ears perked, and tails wagging.
Harry roared at what he saw in the window before getting back on all fours. His hair on end, he lumbered back towards the forest as fast as he could. The smaller animals followed, screaming and whining and squeaking as they followed the bear, each with an alarmed look on their face. All of the fish, frogs, and other swimming creatures dove into the water and dug themselves into the mud beneath, or escaped in holes between the rocks.
“Wait! N-no! What’s wrong?!? I don’t understand!” She got on her hind legs, about to leap out of the window and fly towards them, when a flash suddenly appeared. Fluttershy squinted in the light, shielding her face from it. Before she could even process what had happened, a blur of brown, red, and gray crashed into her.
“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Discord roared.
Fluttershy screamed, but the breath was knocked out of her as Discord slammed into her, grabbing her arms and pummeling her to the ground. Angel, who had remained frozen throughout the whole spectacle out of fear, screamed again as he watched the Draconequus slam Fluttershy down. He scrambled away before he could watch any more.
“Now I have you!” he roared, his eyes glowing blood-red and neon-yellow, snarling as his fangs glinted in the early morning light. He snapped his fingers and Fluttershy found herself suddenly wrapped in a large net, her limbs tangled and twisted in it.
“D-Dis—!” she protested, her heart in her throat. She had no idea what was going on.
“Silence!” he growled. “Who are you?!? What are you doing here?!” He squeezed her arms harder.
She yelped in pain. “Discord, you’re hurting me!”
Letting go of one arm, he reached his claw through one of the holes of the net and gripped the side of her face. With this, he forced her to look at him and into his flashing eyes.
“I said for you to be si—“
His heart stopped and his mouth dropped open.
The eyes he saw were gentle. Kind. Tears of terror ran down her face, but he knew he had seen those eyes before. Those innocent, turquoise eyes…
“Fluttershy?” he breathed. His hands immediately let go of her, and he stood back up and took a step back. “Is…Is that…you?”
“W-what are you talking about?!?” she demanded, trying to get herself back up. She struggled; she was so entangled in the net that she wasn’t sure if she could get herself out. “E-Everyone’s acting so strange, even Angel was afraid of something! W-what’s going on? Wh-why are you attacking me, Discord? You…”
She grew more tearful. “Are you going to hurt me…?” She couldn’t believe it. She refused to believe it. “Discord…”
Discord knew that voice too. It was undoubtedly hers. He had no doubts now. “No!” he protested, his eyes no longer glowing, but panicked by what he saw. “Fluttershy! My dear…Oh, I’m so sorry, please, let me remove that!” He snapped his fingers, and the net disappeared.
Fluttershy was quick to get back up on her legs. “What’s going on?” she squeaked, breathing hard and breaking out in a cold sweat. “W-why did you…Did you…? Why are you…?”
Discord still couldn’t believe what he was seeing, and continued to blatantly stare at her. “Fluttershy...” he cleared his throat. “Have…Have you looked at yourself lately? Since you woke up?”
She blinked at him. “Huh…? No…”
“I think…I think perhaps you should take a look at that first, and then I’ll…I’ll explain myself. And then I think you may have some explaining to do as well,” he said to her, giving her a curious look, before snapping his fingers. A full-length mirror as tall as the ceiling appeared next to the window, leaning on the wall. Discord stepped aside and gestured towards it.
“Come look, dear.”
The fact that the problem seemed to have something to do with her made her throat constrict as she grew more nervous. She gulped. “Why? Do I have…Do I have something on my face?”
“No, not exactly. Just…Fluttershy, look at your forelegs.”
“Huh?” Despite her confusion, she did as she was told and looked downward. “At my hooves? But—“
She gasped, the sudden breath of air stinging her throat. “What…” She sat on her haunches, staring at them. “Discord…Did you do this?!?” she yelped, looking at him hopefully. “Is this another one of your pranks? It is, right? I-I won’t be angry, but if you could please—“
Discord put his paw and claw up in defense. “I swear to you Fluttershy, I did nothing to you! How could I, so soon after—“ Now he was the one to gulp. “After what happened? Fluttershy, I came because I felt a strong source of energy coming from your cottage—one as powerful as mine, with a signature that nearly copies my own. I came here thinking you were in grave danger from some sort of menace. But…Fluttershy…It’s you. You’re…”
He couldn’t get the words out, but Fluttershy didn’t need him to. She got back up and ran to the mirror.
There was no pony in the reflection, but something else. Something that was her, but couldn’t possibly be her.
Her neck was elongated, and the bridge of her nose connected her muzzle and her forehead. Out from the top of her head were two…things plummeting out between her ponylike ears. The one to the left seemed to be a thicker and heavier version of a butterfly antenna that matched her eyes. It was thick, balancing both sides of her head, since the other protrusion was the antler of a moose. Her left foreleg was now the damp, green cold one of a frog’s, and the right was the soft, familiar foreleg and paw of a rabbit. Her head and graceful neck were the same shade and texture as her pony coat, her pink tresses cascading down as they did in her real form. On her back, she sported the small wings of a periwinkle bat and a yellow wing similar to her Pegasus ones. Her torso was a soft, creamy tan color, and it ended at the long, green dragon tail she sported, with a long tuft of pink hair at the end. Her back left leg was the leg of a bear, the other leg being that of a duck’s, webbed foot and all.
Mouth agape, she rubbed her eyes, thinking maybe she was dreaming, or seeing an apparition. When she removed them, she looked again.
Nothing.
She took a sharp input of breath, about to scream from the top of her lungs, when Discord quickly came to her side and placed his claw over her lips.
“Shhh!” he said, taking a panicked glance out the window. “We don’t want anyone to hear you, dear. Listen, I know this is a bit of a shock, but you need to relax, and—“
“R-relax? Relax! D-D-Discord, l-look at me!” she said, putting her hands on her chest. “I’m not supposed to…This isn’t...” She couldn’t seem to form a coherent sentence as she continued to look at herself, lifting her fingers and sweeping her tail back and forth. She looked to her stomach and gasped.
“I mean, look, Discord! I have a pouch! On my stomach! I’m part kangaroo!” she exclaimed, holding the flap of her large pouch open, staring at it as if it were the most gruesome thing in the world.
“Yes, I know, and I’m extremely jealous of the fact!” he said, poking at her stomach with furrowed brows. “Why don’t I have a pouch? It would be so much easier to have for carrying my things! That is just not fair.”
“Discord!”
“Sorry, sorry, I’ll complain about that later,” he said, scratching his head. “But Fluttershy, you really do need to calm down! If you don’t, you could trigger…” His lips formed into a deep frown.
Her eyes grew bigger as she stared at him. “T-trigger? Trigger what?”
He sighed. “Fluttershy. You know what you are, do you not?” he said, glancing at her webbed hand and paw. He seemed to hesitate for a second before he finally made up his mind and took each of them in his own paw and claw. “We may not look exactly the same…But it’s just like how ponies don’t all share the same coat, or cutie mark. You know what you are, dear. You’re a…”
His grip on her hand and paw loosened as he realized just how much weight his words held. He never thought in a billion years he would ever see another one of his own kind.
“You’re a Draconequus, Fluttershy.”
Though Fluttershy continued to shake, she nodded. She already knew that. She just couldn’t get herself to say it.
“I have chaos powers, don’t I?” she whispered.
He opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly, a pink light blinded the two of them, making the room flash. A hole suddenly appeared in the floor, and with Discord’s hands still in her own, the two plummeted towards the first floor.
Fluttershy screamed, letting go of Discord’s hands and instead wrapping her arms around his torso, her two over-small wings flapping uselessly. Discord was about to snap his fingers when another pink flash once again obscured their vision, and an indoor swimming pool appeared in Fluttershy’s kitchen floor.
They fell in with a loud sploosh!
Discord was the first to come out, gasping for air and raising himself out of the pool, Fluttershy following close behind. Discord, now on all fours, began shaking himself dry like a dog, the drops of pool water hitting Fluttershy like raindrops.
Fluttershy grit her teeth and stared back at the pool, seeing her reflection in the chlorine green waters. Another light flash, and the water turned into orange jello. She gasped at the magic, and took a step back.
“Discord!” she said, turning to him as he wrung out his tail. “The hole in the floor! The pool! Was that—?”
Discord turned his neck to gaze at her. “Yes, I’m afraid so.” He faked a smile, though his face still looked deeply troubled by the abrupt change in circumstances. In all his life, he had never been through anything like this—and for him, that really meant something.
“It seems you’re our new Lady of Chaos.”
He snapped his fingers, and repaired the hole in the wall. The pool vanished. He rubbed the back of his neck, and looked to Fluttershy. The tension was so thick it could have been cut with a knife. But instead of literally doing so, Discord took her paw and shook it slowly.
“Welcome to the club.”
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Interesting idea! I can't wait to see where this goes!
5186033 Thank you!
I'm very excited for this one, so I'm glad you like it too! 
10/10would read again.
5186143
Woah, really? Wow, and I haven't even finished it yet! Thanks! :D I'm glad you like it that much! 
interesting start
5186248 Well, thanks!
Just wait til we go on the rest of this wild and crazy journey! XD
5186282 I eagerly await it, and look forward to it and many chocolate milk rainstorms
Excellent. Love it already.
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This is going to have Fluttercord, right? RIGHT?! The ROMANCE tag is for that reason, correct?!
I'M FREAKING OUT
Send another chapter quickly to save me.
I like this fic!
One quick thing, I'm assuming the instruments Discord smashed on the moon were the trumpet and saxophone playing the blues, given that no other instruments were mentioned. Trumpets and the majority of saxophones are made of brass; despite being a member of the woodwind family, the only wood in most saxophones is the reed. Neither instrument has cords.
5186533 Oh my goodness, I'm so silly!
Thank you for bringing that up, I'll go fix that right away. Thank you! I have no background in music, but I know that those don't have cords. I think I was just imagining Discord with a different instrument, a guitar or something. Thank you! I appreciate it!!! 
5186402 Yup, it's fluttercord! I'm so glad you're excited!! Yes, the chaos will be everywhere, two times the chaos! Just imagine Discord having another Draconequus around! Thank you! I love all this support, and yours especially! I'm thinking I'll update this one soon. I know I have another story that hasn't been updated in a while, but this one is going to be so much easier and smoother...And the concept is exciting to me too, so you may just get your update soon. Maybe, I'll certainly try!
5186495 Well, thank you! I like your review!
*steeples hooves together* Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees. Let us see where this delightful little harbinger of Pandemonium takes us! Though a minor side-note. From what I recall, tis Tartarus that holds Tirek and the rest of the evils of the world. Unless Tiberius is a sub-section of Tartarus, then that makes it reasonable. Like a cell-block, a nasty neighborhood, or that one burger joint that flies in the face of convection ovens.
5186533
Chaos-born instruments can be made of whatever. Personally, I would have gone for a Styrofoam grand piano that broke apart like a frag-grenade composed of drunken bees who just came home from a late night at the dance club.
5186711 To your first comment: Oh, did I get the name wrong? I'll go fix it! Thanks! Wow, this story is getting such good feedback! Thank you!!! :DDD
To your second comment: You. Me. We must talk one day. I'm liking what I see with your imagination. You, my friend, are good. Thank you for all the ideas!!! And yes, may the pandemonium ensue! XD But of course, there's one thing I really look forward to writing on...
I'll go ahead and give you a spoiler alert.
Fluttershy's gotta walk. On two feet. She ain't no pony no more.
That will be so much fun.
Hmm, an interesting premise. It reminds me of this story, except of course here it actually happened. Well, will certainly be looking forward for all that fun chaotic chaos to happen.
No, that's not redundant if you think about it. And when you don't.I LOVE THIS!!!
I am looking forward to reading more of this! And I really like the cover pic that you drew, Tater!
Hee hee...
OMG
this more please
You're a Wizard Harry!
Good story, i was actually expecting an episode one day where this would happen (Discord switching bodies with her to be more precised) so i was kind of suprised that some people read my mind.
Amazing! A really well written and beautifully paced story. You had me on the edge of my seat the whole time. Such a clever premise, and you pull it off magnificently. The characterization is spot on, and I love how you write both Discord and Fluttershy. I must be clueless because I have no idea who the stranger is.
Now I want to see some cover art with Fluttershy as a draconequus. That would be epic! The romance aspects were woven into the story in just the right way, and as a romance author, I know how hard that is. Plus, your descriptions were just long enough to give me a picture without going overboard on the detail. I could gush about this story all day. But I'll have to stop myself. Great job! I can't wait to read more. 
Why isn't there gravity on the moon? You just state it and don't provide any explanation.
haha brilliant storytelling my good sir I can't wait to see an image of Fluttershys new form you get the front page. /)
I really like how this started, and I'm already looking forward to how this will go. The writing had a smooth flow, and I can imagine everything happened in my head. I actually felt really bad when Fluttershy went on about how she failed to be his friend, more upset with herself than anything. That's exactly how I thought she'd feel after this, because it's so her.
While I figured out some things rather quickly, but I nonetheless enjoyed the ride. I was thinking, "C'mon, Fluttershy, you don't even notice you might feel a little... taller than usual? How about now--no? 'Kay," but having her be clueless about what was happening when Discord arrived added a hint of drama for that. Or something like that.
And apparently, the world needs Fluttercord. Hey, hey... I'm okay with this.
Also i imagine Fluttershy look like this?
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5186896 I read that story! So cute! That story helped inspire this in my subconscious mind, most likely. I love the fanart on it; so adorable...But yes, the chaos shall be so chaotically chaotic!
Redundancy is fun.5186904
Thank you! I'm so glad you love it! I edited it so much and made it the best I could make it, so comments like yours really make the effort worth it! And you like my art???? 
THANK YOU!! That means so much! You're an angel! 
I'm an amateur, but I wanted to try...I'm sort of proud of it...And yeah, it took me forever to decide how I wanted Fluttershy to look. But I wanted her to be part kangaroo for some reason, because kangaroos are cute. I almost just gave her a kangaroo leg and a bunny leg, but I didn't want her hopping everywhere, I want her to walk. So I thought...Give Fluttershy a pouch. THAT = CUTE! :DDDDD So I'm glad you liked that!!
5186973 Thank you!!! More will be on the way!
5187390 Hello, Conred, my friend!!! However....
I knew someone would say that! I KNEW IT. That's why in the author comments....LOL 
And yes, switching bodies may be quite fun, but this way, you can have two draconequui, with Fluttershy being her own kind of Draconequus and her own chaos, rather than looking like Discord. Besides, we get to see Discord react to having not only his best friend changing form, but also having another of his species around, because in my stories, he kind of just came into being one day, with no mom or dad or other draconequui around.
5187839 I love all my reviews, but this one was just...just wonderful! It's everything an author wants to hear. I wanted this want to be written with all the things I've learned about my writing incorporated. See, I wrote Nuzzle, and I got a ton of great feedback on how to improve. I wanted to show such improvements here. So the fact that you found the characterization (something that is always so hard to do, especially with Discord) spot-on and having the romance put in just right...That's music to my ears, thank you so much!! I would love to hear what you think of my chapters as it goes on, and encourage any advice you give me! I don't expect to get praise all the time, after all, though I certainly love the feeling I get when I do. Yes, there was only a little bit of romance in here, enough of a hint, but not too much because there's the potential for it, but they're still friends. And my favorite part of your review was that there was enough detail, but not too much. That was one of my biggest problems with Nuzzle . I explained and narrated too much, so the fact that my efforts to improve seem to be working...Makes me so happy!!!!
Also, I have a drawing of her that I made. It's not the best, but I think I will put it in the next chapter so people have an idea. I also have a teaser-trailer for this fic on my userpage on this site, and the picture is on there. I just don't have it as the cover picture because I didn't want what would happen to be easily apparent, and it has no background. Thank you so much, a billion times!!! 
P.S. It's okay if you don't know who the stranger is, I still did my best to make it vague anyway.
5187968 I looked back at what I wrote, and all I said was that despite the gravity on the moon, Discord was using his magic to keep him on the moon without floating away. I thought perhaps that was enough explanation, but I can ask others to see if perhaps I should explain more? I don't know. What does everyone else think? Thank you for the question though! Feel free to tell me yourself if there's something you think I should ask. I'm open to suggestion.
5188313 Why, thank you, my good man/woman/human!
I think I can put images on the documents itself, and I actually made a pic of her before I uploaded the story, so I will put it on this site eventually. It is found on a teaser trailer I have on my userpage on this website though, so if you watch the video you can see it in advance! 
5188339 Hey there, Missy! If it isn't one of my fave reviewers!
How ya doin'? I'm so glad you read this!!! And I'm glad you liked it. I wanted some of what would happen to be apparent, but not all. I'd love to know if you figured out she'd be a draconequus? The title, I thought, might give that away. I didn't want it to be too obvious though. Just a little bit, maybe. Lol, am I even making an iota of sense right now? lol! 
And I feel the same way about Fluttershy. I imagined her beating herself up over the entire thing, thinking that she was enjoying her friendship with him so much that she perhaps neglected to ask him how he was feeling. But she really didn't do anything wrong...But she thinks she did. It's very, as you said, her. I'm glad you agree. And yeah, I just made her a bit clueless that she was different. I basically tried to make it seem like she was so busy getting ready for her morning that she didn't even think about what was different about herself. She never focuses solely on herself anyway, but on her animals. She got out of bed thinking immediately of what she needed to do for her animal friends, and waking Angel up. She wasn't focused on herself. So I tried to make it seem that she didn't notice basically because she just wasn't thinking about it.. That, and you're correct. Her not noticing her own differences helps make some juicy drama. Haha! Thank you for the awesomeness! I hope you stick with me for the journey. I'd love that. 
And I'm also happy to hear that you thought it was smoothly written. I've been trying to work on that. 
5188429 It's actually quite remarkable how she has a lot of body parts from animals I used for mine. I have a picture of her, I'll put it up in the next chapter. And it's in the teaser trailer too, so check it out if you want.
5188511 I know right?!? ^_^
This was fun, totally smashed most of our preconceptions going in (that's a good thing! ).
For some reason we think the stranger was Zecora, but I think it's intentionally not clear, right?
In any case, watched and faved!
Keep going! ;)
5189509 Gosh, that's nice and all, but really, I'm just someone who likes to ramble about fanfics. Fluttercord fics, most of the time.
Anyway, the title helped a little, but the description just made it all click in my head. How can someone better understand someone else? Put them in their shoes. Or in her case, his... hoof and claw. And knowing magic, why not make this literal and turn her into a draconequus?
And yeah, that part does make plenty of sense where she focuses so much on feeding her animals, that she doesn't quite notice something's off. Heh, poor innocent thing.
Wicked!!!!!
5189995
That's exactly what I thought, and thus this story. Goodness, I think you just read my mind. Wow.
*mindblown*
Should I make the description more vague...? *rubs chin thoughtfully*
5189590 Yayyyyy! I was hoping to 'smash preconceptions', as you said!
Thank you for such nice words on my story. 
And for the watch and fave! ^_^ And it's always great to hear my story was fun. It does have Discord in it, after all. 
And yes, it's supposed to be vague on who the stranger is, but....
5190148 Thanks!!! And for those of you that know the reference...If Fluttershy was wicked, then on the moon, Discord was defying gravity!!! Well, more like he was defying the lack of gravity, but whatever...
:D
Anyways, thanks for the compliment!!!! 'Wicked' is certainly a most appreciated adjective when used in a positive light.
Discord...I want a pouch to but we can't all be winners...
5191279 Discord: I am not a loser either. I am the champion of chaos! I can have a pouch if I want one! No one can stop me!!!
(I don't know what I'm doing, lol)
HA HA! This is great. You have taken a premise that I was half-sure I would hate (the "change species"-plot are 90% manure, at the very least) and have made a very promising start. A big part of it is that you made Fluttershy unique. Most of these plots swap bodies or otherwise take the easy way, but you made something great with it by really going to town on making Fluttershy her own Draconequus. And I seem to see some significance to her features. Antenna, Breezie or butterfly, limbs of bear and bunny, and otherwise good ideas that tie in to her animals.
Great, simply great.
One thing, it just strikes me as odd that Discord would use the expression "my signature" of magic. It's just slightly off for some reason. Also, a few of the thoughts in italics kinda spell out what is already said in the normal narrative.
But still, very well done. More now please, happy writing.
5193277
I will respond in a moment, but please, gimme a moment to do just one more thing...
FRAZZLED!!!! THERE YOU ARE!!!!!
Hi!!!!
Thank you so much for your critique! You know how much I love your reviews (along with others, of course, like MissyAngel's). I'm so glad you liked my plotline! If you look online, you'll see some art that turns the Mane Six into draconequus(es/i/I have no idea, but you get the idea it's plural). And some of them are amazing! But I also remember one day seeing a post by someone saying to these artists "Guys. Stop making them look like Discord. You have so many animal options. Be unique!"
And well, I'm no top-notch artist (thought I did attempt a picture that I'll insert in the next chapter), but I did like the idea of Fluttershy as a draconequus. And I saw that no one else was writing a story like that. Sooooo I did. And I took that advice and made her into her own draconequus, with ties to her own animals thrown in. It took me a long time to think of a combo I liked, and the kangaroo pouch was the final touch.
Have there been stories about Discord and Fluttershy switching bodies, or something like that? I haven't seen them. But I'm not a big fan of body-switch fics. They can be good if they have their own flavor to them, but for the most part, they're very unoriginal and badly written. Not to mention, I don't like the idea of Fluttershy and Discord switching bodies. I suppose it could be funny (if you're a really good comedian), but Discord is already able to transform into whatever he wants...So Discord as a pony isn't anything new. The only difference would be he would have no magic..And then what would you do? How would they turn back? A kiss?!?
Good lord, no thank you. Not only is that an overused trope, but you're also pretty much kissing yourself at first. Weird.
But I really liked the idea of Fluttershy somehow turning into a draconequus. It gives her an opportunity to understand Discord more, and I liked the idea of Discord giving her a hand on coping with her new form. Not only that, but I get to explore how DIscord feels about this. In my headcanon, he's the only draconequus. How will he react to having another of his kind around? One whose true identity is as a pony?
The idea was too good to pass up, so despite my other story, I tackled this, and I'm happy with the first chapter. Thank you for pointing out that some of the thoughts were unneeded. I'm still working on trying to trim things down and narrate less and show more.
As for the signature thing, well...I'll see what I can do. I'm basically playing around with my own theory of magic. After all, Discord is able to sense magic and magical imbalances. And I believe I've read books where they used terminology as such, but I can't remember exactly what books they were and what. Basically, I'm trying to convey that every user's magic is perceived differently, based on whose it is, and that's how you can recognize who's magic it is. I'll see if I can find a way to word it differently, and I'm open for suggestions.
Thank you so much for visiting my story again! I'm going to start the next chapter soon. I know I should work on Going Backwards, but this one is just coming to me so much easier. I'm not going to abandon it, but...I think GB is one I may just have to outline before I can continue it. I can't just roll with it anymore. Not for that one, at least.
5193844
I completely get why you used the word "signature". It makes perfect sense in that meaning. It just seemed, I don't know, too clinical, too professional a word for Discord. Going to an extreme, "signature" in this sense is a word I'd expect from a machine or something, as in "Chaos magic detected, signature matches that of subject Discord". Of course, I could also easily see Twilight or Celestia use it, but for Discord it just seems a little too professional. Hope this gets my point across.
And I'm not saying that this pair exchanging bodies have necessarily been done before, but I've read fanfic for years and freaky Friday plots are both overdone and usually crap. And there are a lot of fics where people get transformed, often, it seems, to get the characters to be more compatible species or just because the fangirl wants the companion to be hot, and I personally hate that. Unless the form is a curse, I don't think one should have to give up their body for love. So I thought it worth mentioning that you are doing great so far, because it is so rare among this type of fic.
Now get writing. (That's half to myself as well.)
LOVE IT!!! I haven't read too much Fluttercord fan fic yet but this is by far the best I have read! LOVE the idea! I really think this would make a completely believable episode for season 5! I would so love to see this animated. For now, I look forward for more installments! BTW, you inspired me to draw your version of draconequus Fluttershy. Hope you like it:
http://trehcedasil.deviantart.com/art/Discorded-Fluttershy-color2-492485326
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Please.
PLEASE.
PLEASE LET ME USE THIS FOR MY COVER!
OMG. OMG. OMG.
I. Am. So. Thrilled. Right now.
I love it.
I FREAKING LOVE IT.
It's got the pouch and everything.]
I....I am not worthy. I am not worthy! I haven't gotten much farther with the chapter! Omg. OMG.
I must start getting back on that thing. For you. FOR YOU.
YOU GLORIOUS WONDERFUL PERSON.
Just...Thank you so much for your support. Your art and your words mean so much to me and I just ....This is the best thing that's happened to me all day, in the last week! I drew a picture, and I'll still post it, but that...That is utter perfection. I just. I. I can't.
Can I please use it for my cover and put it on my blog? Credit will be given, I guarantee it.
MORE PLEASE
5234029 I have so many school assignments, but I am working on it little by little, I promise you! I'll try to have it out as soon as I can, when I'm both not busy and my brain has a stroke of writing brilliance.
Thanks for your support and request for more! 
YESH THIS IS AWESOME!
5267733 Awww, thank you. That's so sweet! I'm working on the second chapter.
I will tell you that this idea isn't completely new, but it isn't on FiMFiction.net.
You have taken the first step to a more brilliant idea.
I'm So excited!
Ask Fluttershy Draconequus
It's Dangerous to go alone, take this...
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Whoops, I mean this...
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Whoops.
-The Character
5272898 Thank you! And that blog looks fabulous, I pressed "follow" almost immediately!
I hope you don't mind me gushing over another one of your stories again.
I absolutely love this, as usual. You keep getting better and better with every story and chapter. I did notice one small mistake though:
I think you meant head. :P
Anyway, this is an interesting idea. I can't wait to see where it goes. I've always thought about Discord as a pony, but never Fluttershy as a Draconequus. It just never crossed my mind for some reason. This should be a fun journey. xD
Also, please never stop writing! You have no idea how much your stories brighten up my day. ^_^
5276468 Awww! Never apologize for giving me a review! And I ramble all the time, so that kind of thing never bothers me when others do it. Unless it's someone in real life I don't know who rambles about some interest that they know I'm not into. You know what I mean? But I digress.
You are just too sweet! Thank you so much, those kinds of reviews make this all worth it. I am maybe more than halfway done with the next chapter. Have no idea when it'll finish, because college is just handing me assignment after assignment and I don't know what to do with myself, and I just want to procrastinate all day and that's bad, and I have a huge test coming up that has so much material to cover and it makes me wanna scream...
Remember how I said I ramble all the time? yeaahhhhh....
OMG what a silly mistake, thanks for pointing it out! Although, I can see Discord trying to freak someone out by having his brain pop out, only for a smaller brain to pop out of that...He would so do that. But I will fix it, thank you so much!
I'm glad you think I'm improving. That's one of the reasons I like fimfiction so much. We all actually help each other, while on fanfiction.net you are either praised or not reviewed at all. It's helped me immensely, and I thank not only you for all this amazing feedback, but all the ones who have read my stuff. I only hope to keep improving, for both myself and for all of you who support me and enjoy the stories.
I don't know how long my update will take, but it will happen, for sure. I will not stop writing, I promise. Thanks, friend.
... This. This right here. This is the biggest reason i read fan fictions, of anything.
This is truly a stroke of genius, but it leaves me wondering.....
...... Who else can we Draquinify?
Is that even the right term for this?
5302625 Oh, gosh, thank you! You flatter me, really.
We can draquinify anything, friend. Anything.
The sky's the limit!!!! No, not even the sky! The universe!
5307982
Why stop there? There are entire multiverses just waiting to be conquered!
God damnit, why do I ever Gizoogle Things.
Tonight is tha night.
Da night was dope, Luna’s moon shinin magnificently on a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass shizzle of obsidian, tha stars twinklin like opals scattered across tha sky. Da wind was blowin hard, makin tha Everfree dizzle by tha sway of tha leaves n' moan as tha branches shook ta n' fro against tha torrents.
Da only other sound was tha flappin of a funky-ass black cape, tied round tha neck of a gangbangin' four-legged shadow, tha grill hidden under a thugged-out dark hood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! Da mysterious figure seemed ta be up in a hurry, hustlin easily between tha confusin maze of tha forest, headin towardz tha edge of tha Everfree.
I must stay outta sight.
Not far now; tha stranger was nearly there, jumpin fluidly over rocks n' easily avoidin fucked up twigs on tha ground. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da wind was helpful up in maskin any noises yo, but tha cloaked creature didn’t wanna take any chances when it came ta tha mission at hoof.
I must do what tha fuck is demanded of me…Things is not tha way it ought ta be.
Da edge could be peeped now, tha grass lit by tha magnificent light of tha moon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. No trees was there ta shroud tha earth up in darkness. Da destination was up in sight.
Bitch aint mad salty yo, but hurt n' unsure.
Da soft cloppin against tha ground started ta slow from a trot ta a cold-ass lil cautious strutt. Da hooded stranger came up tha fuck into tha open, lookin ta tha right, then tha left. Right again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Left.
Da cottage. Dat shiznit was right there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Nopony was up in sight, not even tha Pegasus whoz ass lived there.
Liftin a hoof, tha figure reached tha fuck into a pocket located inside of tha cloak, removin a small, velvet bag tied shut wit a roped cord. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Clampin tha tied-off end of tha package wit her teeth, tha stranger approached tha cottage, slowly but surely.
Da magic whispers ta me; I have tha cure.
Da leaves up in tha chronic n' tha smoke from tha fire had never lied. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da energies dat radiated from tha earth itself-the magic dat was forever free from tha manipulation of sorcerers-demanded dat thangs be put back ta right between chaos n' kindness. Da union was needed; not only fo' tha happinizz of tha two creatures yo, but fo' tha balizzle of tha ghetto as well.
If dis was not done, tha balizzle would skew n' tha ghetto would tip over n' shit. Nothang would eva chizzle fo' tha better.
Da stranger sighed up in relief, finally arrivin up in front of tha cottage, tha velvet bag still held firmly by her grill. Walkin gingerly over ta a lil' small-ass patch of blue flowers by a lil' small-ass chicken coop, her big-ass booty stopped n' lowered her neck, gently layin tha bag on tha ground. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! With a hoof, her big-ass booty scraped a lil' small-ass hole tha fuck into tha ground n' tha cord of tha bag was loosened. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! As it opened, a lil' small-ass light radiated from tha inside, n' tha stranger plunged a hoof inside n' came up wit a small, glowin blue seed.
Da seed was placed carefully up in tha middle of tha lil' small-ass hole, n' then covered up in soil, its glow choked up by tha seed’s burial up in tha dirt.
A wish ta be made on tha morrow…
Da task was done; dat shiznit was all up ta dem now fo' realz. All dat thugged-out biiiatch could do now was wait.
With it, a hopeful end ta they sorrow…
Da stranger turned, n' escaped back tha fuck into tha darknizz of tha forest.
Da sky is so dope tonight.
Fluttershy sat all up in tha edge of a high hill not far from her backyard, her gaze on tha universe above yo. Her afro n' tail billowed behind her as tha def wind blew against her face. Normally dat biiiiatch would done been up in bed by now; dat biiiiatch wasn’t probably somepony dat enjoyed bein ridin' solo outside up in tha dark.
But tonight, tha moon n' stars seemed ta beckon fo' her, yearnin fo' her attention. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch had heeded ta dis imaginary call, unfurlin her wings ta feel tha soft caress of tha wind against her feathers. Well shiiiit, it felt so sick, n' though dat freaky freaky biatch had been afraid at first ta come up tha fuck into tha open at night like this, it felt right.
But…
Other thangs plagued her thoughts, n' a gangbangin' frown marred tha laid back look dat had been on her face. Worry now clouded her aquamarine eyes.
It’s been two days…and I peep his ass tomorrow…
Her ass seemed ta sink tha fuck into her stomach. That had been goin down a shitload lately, whenever dat dunkadelic hoe thought of Tirek.
Of cucumber sandwiches.
Of tha now-decimated library.
Of losin her Pegasus magic.
Of his muthafuckin ass.
But I forgave him…I forgave him! I shouldn’t feel dis way. I should be happy, it’s all up in tha past now!
Da wind wasn’t soothang her no mo'. Now gentle, silent tears ran down her face. They glittered up in tha moonlight as they fell tha fuck against tha ground, resemblin blastin stars escapin tha galaxy of her eyes.
Bitch had been so aiiight when dat shiznit was all over-aiiight ta have all tha magic back, ta have all her playaz wit her, ta have Discord back on they side.
But tha glow of victorious harmony had not been enough cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was still hurtin on tha inside. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch put on a funky-ass brave face, still smilin n' assurin everypony dat dat biiiiatch was fine yo, but both her ass n' her head knew tha real deal.
I wasn’t phat enough.
That hadn’t been tha last time she’d had tha same thought up in tha past few days fo' realz. And each time, it seemed ta tear at a cold-ass lil crack up in her ass, breakin it apart.
My fuckin thang wasn’t blingin enough cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce yo. Dude saw Tirek as a funky-ass betta playa than mah dirty ass yo. Dude wanted ta cause chaos mo' than da thug wanted ta spend time wit mah dirty ass yo. Dude saw all dat shiznit as tha betta option…
Bitch screwed her eyes tighta together; maybe if her dope ass did that, tha tears wouldn’t escape so doggystyle.
Such a wack-ass thang fo' me ta believe…that I could eva be all kindsa blingin ta him…To anypony, fo' dat matter n' shit. To be thinkin dat I could eva be number one.
Biatch was so ashamed of her muthafuckin ass. Just how tha fuck arrogant could I be, biatch? Oh, I’m such a wack pony dawwwwg! Biatch curled her muthafuckin ass tha fuck into a funky-ass ball, her hooves coverin her eyes, curlin her tail round her muthafuckin ass.
I’m not tha Element of Kindness muthafucka! I’m tha Element of Failure biaaatch! Of Silliness muthafucka! Of Delusion! I was absurd ta be thinkin I could eva be as blingin ta his ass as he is ta mah dirty ass.
Bitch had been so proud as a muthafucka ta be his wild lil' playa yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin'. Well shiiiit, it wasn’t solely cuz dat freaky freaky biatch had successfully reformed him, makin Celestia n' her playaz proud as a muthafucka as a muthafucka.That had been sick, of course yo, but…
Dude had cherished her n' shit. Nopony had eva appreciated her as much as dat schmoooove muthafucka had. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! When dat freaky freaky biatch had decided ta bust his ass a letta tha week afta she reformed him, dat schmoooove muthafucka had freestyled back up in a way dat reminded her of Rainbow Dash whenever dat dunkadelic hoe talked bout Darin Do-as if Fluttershy was tha epitome of all thangs phat up in tha ghetto, n' thus demanded his utmost admiration n' affection. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude had freestyled back ta her so fast dat she received his bangin reply merely five minutes afta freestylin it-and tha envelope had opened up wit a funky-ass burst of confetti.
For her n' shiznit yo. Her.
Discord had once been a pranksta wit a g-thang of torturin ponies n' rockin dem as his thugged-out lil' underground playthings. But then his thugged-out lil' punk-ass became playaz wit Fluttershy, n' dat schmoooove muthafucka had fuckin started ta chizzle his thugged-out lil' point of view yo. Dude still dissed ponies wit contempt yo, but da perved-out muthafucka saw her as different from everypony else yo. Dude had valued her as somepony worthy of not only his cold-ass time yo, but also his cold-ass thang, his kindness, his hugs, his smiles, his thugged-out amusin displayz of magic, n' his companionshizzle fo' realz. And dat had meant tha ghetto ta her muthafuckin ass.
Biatch had loved havin his ass around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Well shiiiit, it had come ta a point where a smile automatically rocked up on her grill any time da perved-out muthafucka flossed up, whether she noticed it or not yo. Dude brought her a joy n' a sense of pride dat Fluttershy didn’t even know dat thugged-out biiiatch could have. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was so grateful fo' dat shit. Nopony had eva made her feel so special or blingin before…And her dope ass did every last muthafuckin thang dat thugged-out biiiatch could ta make shizzle she made his ass feel tha same way.
But I didn’t make his ass feel dat way. I failed.
Bitch had loved they thang.
And dat freaky freaky biatch had thought he felt tha same.
But da ruffneck didn’t. Well shiiiit, it wasn’t phat enough cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce. I wasn’t phat enough cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce. I wasn’t as phat as chaos…as phat as Tirek…At least, not at first…
Not bein phat enough-it was one of her freshest fears, n' brought such shitty memories ta mind.
Foals, bustin up n' pointin at her awkward height, her skinny legs, her squeaky voice…But most of all, they mocked her fo' bein such a wack flyer.
Her muthafathas, appalled by they daughter’s cutie mark n' her destiny ta be a Pegasus livin on land-and slammin tha door up in her face, never ta peep her again.
Bullies at school, shovin n' pushin her round fo' bein such a wuss.
A draconequus droppin a plate of perfectly phat cucumber sandwiches on tha ground, only ta place her up in a cold-ass lil cage wit her playas.
"I thought we was playas!"
"Oh yo, but we were, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. But I found suttin' much betta than thang."
Betta than thang. Betta than her muthafuckin ass.
What was dat dunkadelic hoe thinking, dat dat biiiiatch was so blingin ta him, biatch? Biatch had never been dat blingin ta anypony. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch knew her dopest playaz loved her, she knew her muthafuckas adored her yo, but…
Bitch had thought she n' his ass had suttin' special. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch couldn’t put her hoof on exactly what tha fuck it was yo, but dat shiznit was suttin' dat she never gots from anypony else, not even her dopest playas.
Discord…Why, biatch? Why did you do this, biatch? I thought I understood you, or at least was beginnin to. Us thugs was playaz fo' such a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass short time yo, but we grew close so doggystyle. Yo ass meant so much ta me, n' I thought dat maybe I meant just as much ta yo thugged-out ass. l thought you didn’t mind…
Though tha wind felt phat against her face, dat dunkadelic hoe turned against it, struttin carefully downhill, her head hung low n' her ears pressed back.
I always knew how tha fuck much chaos meant ta him…I know he is chaos…But I didn’t be thinkin he felt like our thang was a gangbangin' form of imprisonment.. n' you KNOWS da thug was horny.. n' you KNOWS I made his ass horny.
Da tears continued ta fall, splashin against her now trottin hooves as she made her short way home. Now dat biiiiatch wanted not a god damn thang mo' than ta just git tha fuck into bed, try ta chill, n' hopefully feel betta tomorrow, before his schmoooove ass came.
I was horny.
Bitch started ta sniffle, her nozzle startin ta run a funky-ass bit.
But I wasn’t enough cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce yo. Dude still wanted ta so much, n' I couldn’t give it ta his muthafuckin ass. I knew he played pranks, I knew da ruffneck didn’t like tha others as much. I knew he missed partz of his oldschool game. But I had never dreamed da thug would do what tha fuck da ruffneck done did. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dude seemed so aiiight ta git a thang fo' Celestia, n' so pleased ta git a picnic wit mah dirty ass. I didn’t peep it coming, I thought da thug would capture Tirek wit no problems yo, but I was wrong!
Bitch circled round tha doggy den as her big-ass booty saw her backyard, passin tha chicken coop, her precious fowl long asleep up in tha hen house.
I just don’t understand…I don’t know why…
"I don’t KNOW you…"
Bitch came ta a lil' small-ass patch of wildflowers dat always grew by her doggy den each year. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch had always loved dem flowers; they was oldschool playaz ta her, always growin back up in tha springtime ta greet her n' shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch bent her head low n' gave a sniff, n' tha soft, pleasant smell brought a funky-ass bust a funky-ass big-ass fart ta her lips.
As tha fragrizzle entered her nostrils, Discord’s image remained up in her head, makin her tense n' her knees weak. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch had ta peep his ass tomorrow; da thug was comin fo' a visit up in tha afternoon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. How tha fuck was she goin ta keep her muthafuckin ass together as dat biiiiatch was feelin these thangs, biatch? How tha fuck could she possibly make thangs better?
Da lyrics had left her grill without her plannin to; it just came out, as if her secret desires demanded ta be heard, even though nopony was there ta listen. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. "I wish I could KNOW you, Discord."
Bitch turned her back ta tha flowers, slowly draggin her hooves ta tha door, wallowin up in her own sadness. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch failed ta notice tha lil' small-ass mound of dirt near tha front of tha patch, n' missed tha glow dat seemed ta radiate from it tha moment dat freaky freaky biatch had voiced her wish.
Bitch opened tha door, tha warm light of tha cottage comin all up in ta tha outside, yellow warmth up in tha darkness.
"But I don’t be thinkin I eva will," dat biiiiatch whispered, voice cracking. With her hoof on tha knob of tha door, dat dunkadelic hoe took one last peep tha moon, wonderin whoz ass else was lookin upon it n' aint a thugged-out damn thang dat yo' ass can do.
Maybe he’s lookin all up in tha moon, too…
Gently, dat thugged-out biiiatch closed tha door.
A stalk fuckin started ta bud up in tha dirt, its glow doublin up in intensitizzle as it reached fo' tha sky.
And all up in tha upper window of tha cottage, a soft weepin echoed all up in tha air. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Slowly, slowly, it on tha fuckin' down-lowed itself, n' tha bustin up like a biatch was no more.
Da glow hit tha window, enterin tha cottage, caressin a lil' small-ass chillin Pegasus up in her bed until da hoe fuckin started ta glow as well.
Da spell had begun.
Discord wasn’t just lookin all up in tha moon dat night; da thug was on dat shit.
"Can’t say dis is da most thugged-out shitty place ta be banished to," he mumbled ta his dirty ass, rockin magic ta keep his dirty ass laid against tha lunar surface despite tha lack of gravity. "Though tha silence could drive mah playas crazy. No wonder Nightmare Moon was so mad salty all tha time." Dude sighed.
But I’m all right wit on tha down-low fo' now, nahmeean?
Discord didn’t often visit tha moon; whenever dat schmoooove muthafucka had needed a place ta be ridin' solo wit his cold-ass thoughts, he often conjured up his cold-ass thankin tree n' rested there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho yo. Dude wasn’t shizzle what tha fuck compelled his ass ta git all up in tha moon.
Dude scoffed at his dirty ass. Don’t be daft; you know perfectly well why you’re here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Da guilt was cappin' yo thugged-out ass.
No matta where da thug went, there was always suttin' ta remind his ass of Tirek’s tirade all up in Equestria, suckin everypony’s magic up wit his help. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Sometimes dat shiznit was suttin' as simple as a Pegasus-shaped cloud. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Other times, dat shiznit was a piece of wreckage dat still hadn’t been cleared from all tha buildings he n' Tirek had crushed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But everywhere, there was guilt.
Of course, da perved-out muthafucka still felt wack as he lay there, starin down all up in tha ghetto from above. There was no way of escapin dis shit. But at least there weren’t any visual remindaz dat made his ass feel even worse than he already done did.
Liftin a single claw, he made swirlin patterns outta tha primordial dust dat forever floated round tha universe, turnin it ta different shadez of light n' color yo. Dude sighed, long n' low, as da thug wondered if da thug would be gettin any chill tonight.
Barely had a wink tha past two nights, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. It’s probably betta off dat way-I’m shizzle it wouldn’t take long fo' nightmares ta take hold of mah crazed noggin, leavin Lulu wit trips tha like of which she’d never peeped before.
Though his wild lil' playaz had forgiven him, dat schmoooove muthafucka his dirty ass still hadn’t. Every moment was a cold-ass lil chizzle ta berate his dirty ass fo' bein used as a tool n' betrayin tha trust of Equestria yo. Dude didn’t need tha glarin n' tha mad salty whispers from tha playa hatas as da thug strutted round hood up in order ta feel badly fo' what tha fuck dat schmoooove muthafucka had done yo. Dude was bustin just fine on his own fo' that,fuck you hellamuch.
Dude hated his dirty ass fo' what tha fuck dat schmoooove muthafucka had done-especially fo' bustin a cold-ass lil certain pony cry, when dat freaky freaky biatch had been tha only one ta truly believe up in him, tha only one ta eva straight-up care.
Sweet Celestia, how tha fuck is I eva goin ta grill her tomorrow, biatch? Dude thought wit a grimace, draggin a paw over his head n' stretchin his wild lil' grill downward, only fo' it ta slap back tha fuck into place when da perved-out muthafucka stopped. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! What eva was we thinking, meetin up fo' a get-together so soon, biatch? It’s not goin ta be tha same, it aint NEVER gonna be tha same, not afta all I’ve done ta them…To her muthafuckin ass.
"Guuuuuuuuhhhhh," he moaned, his head bangin against tha hard ground of tha moon, his stomach against tha ground wit his hairy-ass legs spread out, as if imitatin a star. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. "I can’t do all dis bullshit. Things was so much simpla when I didn’t care bout mah playas. But that’s all ruined. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Now I want thangs like thang n' kindnizz n' all dat jazz!" A trumpet n' a saxophone suddenly rocked up next ta him, playin tha blues.
"I don’t know what tha fuck ta do no mo'."
Darn dat Fluttershy dawwwwg! This was her fault, dat shiznit was cuz of her dat da thug was like all dis bullshit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was tha one dat befriended him, tha one dat busted his ass all dem dope letters, tha one dat took care of his ass when da thug was ill, tha one dat always let his ass cause chaos up in her doggy den cuz she knew he was horny bout ta do that, n' complimented his cucumber sandwiches n' had chronic n' picnics wit his ass n' made his ass feel like da thug was lovable n' blingin n' maybe not so much of a loner n' laughed at all his corny jokes n' gave his ass hugs without hesitation and-
Dude groaned again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. You’re a moron. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. A complete n' utta moron. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I always thought everypony else was tha moron yo, but you know whoz ass tha moron is?
Dude raised a cold-ass lil clawed arm n' pointed down on his dirty ass. "Me," da perved-out muthafucka holla'd, answerin his own question. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. "I’m tha moron…I’m tha one dat screwed all dat shiznit over n' shit. You’ve lost her, Cordy, you most definitely have. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. She’ll never care fo' you tha same way eva again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Because you’re a imbecile!"
Dude stretched up a arm n' grabbed both his wild lil' floatin instruments by tha handle, n' banged dem against tha moon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Da smashin n' clangin of tha brass pleased him-nothang blotted up tha thoughtz of self-destruction like decimatin inanimate objects done did.
Da satisfied feelin didn’t last long.
Dude stared all up in tha earth of Equestria, n' wondered where dat biiiiatch was. Probably up in her cottage, asleep, wit dat lil Demon Bunny curled up by her side yo. Dude sniffed at dis shit. Lucky lil furbizzle. Kick dat shit! Dude didn’t even gotta do anythang ta git ta where he is!
Dude was startin ta git restless, n' tha silence now fuckin started ta gnaw at him, along wit his cold-ass thoughts, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. "Yep, I can definitely peep why like Nightmare Moon went wild-ass up here," he muttered wit a thugged-out dark chuckle, before snappin his wild lil' fingers n' teleportin his dirty ass back ta his bangin room up in tha Royal Castle up in Canterlot.
Sweet Celestia I don't give a fuck bout it here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Despite all tha chaotic chizzlez he made ta his Royal chambers-paint-splattered walls, a cold-ass lil checkered floor wit both squarez of carpet n' polished wood, two typez of disco balls on tha ceiling, a funky-ass bed made of soft sponge-it still felt like mo' of a imprisonment.
And now I’m ta remain here even longer playa! Dude moaned. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I’m never goin ta be free if I eva wanna be trusted by these ponies. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! I don’t even care fo' most of them…
With a jump n' a swoop, he landed on his spongy bed wit all dem bounces, his stomach cushioned against tha softnizz of his sponge mattress yo. Dude turned his head ta his orange bedazzled nightstand, n' his wild lil' fuckin eyes landed on a picture of two playaz wit they arms round each other’s shoulders, lookin at each other wit wide grins on they faces.
And ta think, I even had dat picture wit me as I made tha wack decision…
Dude reached a arm out, n' his clawed fingers landed on tha top edge of tha picture frame yo. Dude paused, his wild lil' fuckin eyes borin tha fuck into tha still, aquamarine eyez of tha yellow Pegasus. Da guilt started ta tear at his thugged-out ass again…
"Surely you saw dis coming?"
"I didn’t son! I straight-up didn’t!"
Dude slammed tha picture down against tha tabletop, turned his back ta it, n' screwed his wild lil' fuckin eyes shut.
Dude didn’t chill at all.
A jolt of electricity, tha beat of his thugged-out ass. Well shiiiit, it thumped against his chest, n' his dome seemed ta jump outta his head. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dat shiznit was a red alert.
Somethang is wrong.
Discord’s eyes popped open, n' jolted upright up in bed.
What tha fuck iz this?
His nerves was on end yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin' yo. His body flailed round involuntarily, wavin n' swirlin as if his body was a wet noodle up in boilin gin n juice n' shiznit yo. His skin grew cold, n' sweat gathered up in his brow yo. Dude squinted as tha rays from tha bangin' sun fell tha fuck across his wild lil' grill from tha window.
Da balizzle is off. There’s magic up in Equestria, magic beyond aiiight proportions. I haven’t felt suttin' like dis since…
Suddenly his body went from thrashin bout ta as straight n' rigid as a rod.
Tirek.
Dude closed his wild lil' fuckin eyes, n' busted invisible wavez of magic all round Equestria, feelin round fo' anythang dat resembled Tirek’s magical signature. Well shiiiit, it reached all tha way ta Tartarus, where da perved-out muthafucka sensed Tirek’s weakened state of power.
If not him…Then who?
His wavez of chaotic magic suddenly went off as it neared Ponyville.
This…thing…was up in Ponyville.
Rubbin his cold-ass temples, he focused even harder on his crazy-ass magic, tryin ta pinpoint tha magical being’s direct location.
Twilight’s castle…Sugarcube Corner…Carousel Boutique…Sweet Applez Acres…Da clouds…Nowhere up in town…
It couldn’t possibly be up in tha outskirts, could it, biatch? That’s where…
Discord gasped as he found tha direct spot, his body convulsin so straight fuckin up in erection dat he grit his cold-ass teeth n' tried holdin back a strangled cry like a muthafucka yo. Dude had never reacted so straight fuckin ta a source of imbalizzle before. Usually he just had a tremor dat made his ass wiggle round like a wack-ass strand of spaghetti yo, but dis power…
This signature…It be nearly identical ta mah own..! Impossible biaaatch! And…
Dude swallowed, his thugged-out adam’s apple bobbin as he done cooked up a gangbangin' fairly bangin gulpin sound wit his cold-ass tight throat.
It’s up in Fluttershy’s cottage!
Bitch awoke as tha rayz of tha sun hit her eyes from tha window, yawnin squeakily as her big-ass booty stretched her limbs out. "Ah," da hoe breathed, trippin' off tha warmth of tha light on her face. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch still felt chillaxed from stayin up so late tha night before yo, but she always had busy mornings.
Feed Angel Bunny…Seedz fo' tha birds, honey fo' Harry…Peep ta peep if his back needz a massage, check up on Angel’s playaz n' tha jackalopes…
As tha list went on, she managed ta roll her muthafuckin ass off her bed n' land on all fours on tha floor. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch fuckin started ta her way ta tha hall yo, but paused all up in tha doorway ta look back all up in tha snow-white bunny still chillin on tha bed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Angel," she giggled, smilin all up in tha droolin rabbit. "It’s time ta wake up!"
Da rabbit’s ears twitched yo, but he only rolled over ta his other side, his back now ta Fluttershy.
"Oh, Angel, come now, nahmeean, biatch? Yo ass know what tha fuck they always say; tha early bun gets tha carrot!" her big-ass booty sing-songed, trottin over back ta tha window side of tha bed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Biatch laid her chin on tha mattress n' stared at his chillin face, then gently nudged his ass on tha shoulders. "Wake up, Angel Bunny. Yo ass can’t oversleep now, nahmeean, biatch? There’s much ta do todizzle."
Da rabbit still wouldn’t open his wild lil' fuckin eyes, n' batted Fluttershy’s foreleg away, rollin onto his stomach n' layin his wild lil' grill against his thugged-out lil' paws.
Fluttershy sighed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Sometimes his schmoooove ass could be just a lil bit difficult. "Angel," her big-ass booty holla'd, her voice a lil sterner n' shit. "It be time ta wake up, or I won’t let you have any dopes todizzle. It make me wanna hollar playa! Do you KNOW me son?"
His ears went up immediately, n' he used his thugged-out lil' paws ta lift his dirty ass up on ta his hindquarters, his wild lil' fuckin eyes now straight-up open n' alert yo. Dude hopped off tha bed n' outta tha doorway, n' looked over ta his baller.
"Dope boy!" she praised wit a wide smile. "Now let’s go downstairs and-"
Bitch paused as her big-ass booty saw Angel freeze up in place when his wild lil' fuckin eyes landed on her n' shit. They grew as big-ass as dinner plates, n' his wild lil' grill was horrified. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dude let up a high-pitched shriek, hacklez raised, n' jumped high tha fuck into tha air, eyes still glued on her muthafuckin ass.
"Angel! W-What’s wrong?" Fluttershy axed his muthafuckin ass. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch took a step closer, only ta find dat tha rabbit scrambled backward as her dope ass did so yo. Dude hunched on tha ground, bobbin harder than Fluttershy had eva peeped him, n' stared at her as if dat biiiiatch was a monster.
"What’s wrong, dopeie, biatch? Is…Is there something…outside…?" her big-ass booty squeaked, slowly growin scared at whatever dat shiznit was Angel was afraid of. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch turned her head n' looked towardz tha window. Da sun still shining, every last muthafuckin thang seemed aiiight from what tha fuck her big-ass booty saw. Three birdz perched all up in tha sill, n' Fluttershy smiled at dem wit a wave.
"See, Angel Bunny, biatch? There’s nothing-"
Da birds, now seein Fluttershy’s waving, looked towardz her, expectin ta peep they dear playa n' rap her a gangbangin' thugged-out wassup yo, but instead they squawked n' honked up in terror while lookin inside. They jumped off tha sill n' tha fuck into tha sky as fast as possible, feathers floatin behind em.
"What…?" Biatch trotted over ta tha window n' opened tha oval glass outward, n' stuck her head out. "W-wait son! Please come back! Wh-what’s wrong?"
Lookin downward, her big-ass booty saw assorted muthafuckas on her front yard, struttin n' hustlin n' hoppin about. Raccoons, beavers, squirrels, mice, rabbits, n' jackalopes scavenged all up in tha grass, waitin fo' they caretaker ta come up n' trip off tha sunshine wit em yo. Harry tha bear was over by a tree, rockin tha bark ta scratch a part of his back his schmoooove ass couldn’t reach. Over up in tha creek, frogs, fish, newts, n' salamandaz swam n' lounged about, waitin fo' Fluttershy ta come n' feed them, like even share a splash wit em.
"Oh playas!" dat thugged-out biiiatch called, tryin her dopest ta keep her voice pleasant despite her growin fear. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. "Is…Is every last muthafuckin thang aiiiight down there?"
All of dem turned they headz ta tha dope, soft voice, recognizin it as Fluttershy’s. Dozenz of small, innocent eyes landed on her, smilez on they faces, ears perked, n' tails wagging.
Harry roared at what tha fuck da perved-out muthafucka saw up in tha window before gettin back on all fours yo. His afro on end, he lumbered back towardz tha forest as fast as his schmoooove ass could. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da smalla muthafuckas followed, beatboxin n' whinin n' squeakin as they followed tha bear, each wit a alarmed look on they grill fo' realz. All of tha fish, frogs, n' other swimmin creatures dove tha fuck into tha wata n' dug theyselves tha fuck into tha mud beneath, or escaped up in holez between tha rocks.
"Wait son! N-no! What’s wrong?!, biatch? I don’t understand!" Biatch gots on her hind legs, bout ta leap outta tha window n' fly towardz them, when a gangbangin' flash suddenly rocked up. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Fluttershy squinted up in tha light, shieldin her grill from dat shit. Before dat thugged-out biiiatch could even process what tha fuck had happened, a funky-ass blur of brown, red, n' gray crashed tha fuck into her muthafuckin ass.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Discord roared.
Fluttershy screamed yo, but tha breath was knocked outta her as Discord slammed tha fuck into her, grabbin her arms n' pummelin her ta tha ground. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Angel, whoz ass had remained frozen all up in tha whole spectacle outta fear, screamed again n' again n' again as he peeped tha Draconequus slam Fluttershy down. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude scrambled away before his schmoooove ass could peep any more.
"Now I have you, nahmean biiiatch?" he roared, his wild lil' fuckin eyes glowin blood-red n' neon-yellow, snarlin as his wild lil' fangs glinted up in tha early mornin light yo. Dude snapped his wild lil' fingers n' Fluttershy found her muthafuckin ass suddenly wrapped up in a big-ass net, her limbs tangled n' twisted up in dat shit.
"D-Dis-!" she protested, her ass up in her throat. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch had no clue what tha fuck was goin on.
"Silence!" he growled. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck is yo slick ass?!, biatch? What is you bustin here?!" Dude squeezed her arms harder.
Bitch yelped up in pain. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. "Discord, you’re hurtin me!"
Lettin go of one arm, he reached his claw all up in one of tha holez of tha net n' gripped tha side of her face. With this, he forced her ta peep his ass n' tha fuck into his wild lil' flashin eyes.
"I holla'd fo' you ta be si-"
His ass stopped n' his crazy-ass grill dropped open.
Da eyes da perved-out muthafucka saw was gentle. Kind. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Tearz of terror ran down her grill yo, but he knew dat schmoooove muthafucka had peeped dem eyes before. Those innocent, turquoise eyes…
"Fluttershy?" his thugged-out lil' punk-ass breathed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! His handz immediately let go of her, n' da perved-out muthafucka stood back up n' took a step back. "Is…Is that…you?"
"W-what is you rappin' about?!?" her dope ass demanded, tryin ta git her muthafuckin ass back up. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch struggled; dat biiiiatch was so entangled up in tha net dat dat biiiiatch wasn’t shizzle if dat thugged-out biiiatch could git her muthafuckin ass out. "E-Everyone’s actin so strange, even Angel was afraid of something! W-what’s goin on, biatch? Wh-why is you comin' at me, Discord, biatch? You…"
Bitch grew mo' tearful naaahhmean, biatch? "Is you goin ta hurt me…?" Biatch couldn’t believe dat shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch refused ta believe dat shit. "Discord…"
Discord knew dat voice like a muthafucka. Dat shiznit was undoubtedly hers yo. Dude had no diggitys now, nahmeean, biatch? "No!" he protested, his wild lil' fuckin eyes no longer glowin yo, but panicked by what tha fuck da perved-out muthafucka saw. "Fluttershy dawwwwg! My fuckin dear…Oh, I’m so sorry, please, let me remove that!" Dude snapped his wild lil' fingers, n' tha net disappeared.
Fluttershy was quick ta git back up on her legs. "What’s goin on?" her big-ass booty squeaked, breathang hard n' breakin up in a cold-ass lil cold sweat. "W-why did you…Did you…, biatch? Why is you…?"
Discord still couldn’t believe what tha fuck da thug was seeing, n' continued ta blatantly stare at her n' shit. "Fluttershy..." his schmoooove ass cleared his cold-ass throat. "Have…Has you done looked at yo ass lately, biatch? Since you woke up?"
Bitch blinked at his muthafuckin ass. "Huh…, biatch? No…"
"I think…I be thinkin like you should take a peep dat first, n' then I’ll…I’ll explain mah dirty ass fo' realz. And then I be thinkin you may have some explainin ta do as well," da perved-out muthafucka holla'd ta her, givin her a cold-ass lil curious look, before snappin his wild lil' fingers fo' realz. A full-length mirror as tall as tha ceilin rocked up next ta tha window, leanin on tha wall. Discord stepped aside n' gestured towardz dat shit.
"Come look, dear."
Da fact dat tha problem seemed ta have suttin' ta do wit her made her throat constrict as she grew mo' nervous. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch gulped. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Why, biatch? Do I have…Do I have suttin' on mah face?"
"Fuck dat shit, not exactly. Just…Fluttershy, peep yo' forelegs."
"Huh?" Despite her mad drama, her dope ass did as dat biiiiatch was holla'd at n' looked downward. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "At mah hooves, biatch? But-"
Bitch gasped, tha sudden breath of air stingin her throat. "What…" Biatch sat on her haunches, starin at em. "Discord…Did yo dirty ass do this?!?" she yelped, lookin at his ass hopefully. "Is dis another one of yo' pranks, biatch? It is, right, biatch? I-I won’t be mad salty yo, but if you could please-"
Discord put his thugged-out lil' paw n' claw up in defense. "I swear ta you Fluttershy, I did not a god damn thang ta you, nahmean biiiatch, biatch? How tha fuck could I, so soon after-" Now da thug was tha one ta gulp. "Afta what tha fuck happened, biatch? Fluttershy, I came cuz I felt a phat source of juice comin from yo' cottage-one as bangin as mine, wit a signature dat nearly copies mah own. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I came here thankin you was up in grave dark shiznit from some sort of menace. But…Fluttershy…It’s yo thugged-out ass. You’re…"
Dude couldn’t git tha lyrics up yo, but Fluttershy didn’t need his ass to. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch gots back up n' ran ta tha mirror.
There was no pony up in tha reflection yo, but suttin' else. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Somethang dat was her yo, but couldn’t possibly be her muthafuckin ass.
Her neck was elongated, n' tha bridge of her nozzle connected her muzzle n' her forehead. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Out from tha top of her head was two…things plummetin up between her ponylike ears. Da one ta tha left seemed ta be a thicker n' heavier version of a funky-ass butterfly antenna dat matched her eyes. Dat shiznit was thick, balancin both sidez of her head, since tha other protrusion was tha antla of a moose yo. Her left foreleg was now tha damp, chronic cold one of a gangbangin' frog’s, n' tha right was tha soft, familiar foreleg n' paw of a rabbit yo. Her head n' graceful neck was tha same shade n' texture as her pony coat, her pink tresses cascadin down as they did up in her real form. On her back, her big-ass booty sported tha lil' small-ass wingz of a periwinkle bat n' a yellow win similar ta her Pegasus ones yo. Her torso was a soft, creamy tan color, n' it ended all up in tha long, chronic dragon tail her big-ass booty sported, wit a long-ass tuft of pink afro all up in tha end yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin' yo. Her back left leg was tha leg of a funky-ass bear, tha other leg bein dat of a thugged-out duck’s, webbed foot n' all.
Grill agape, she rubbed her eyes, thankin maybe dat biiiiatch was trippin, or seein a apparition. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. When she removed them, she looked again.
Nothing.
Bitch took a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass sharp input of breath, bout ta scream from tha top of her lungs, when Discord quickly came ta her side n' placed his claw over her lips.
"Shhh!" da perved-out muthafucka holla'd, takin a panicked glizzle up tha window. "Us dudes don’t want mah playas ta hear you, dear. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Listen, I know dis be a lil' bit of a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass shock yo, but you need ta chillax, and-"
"R-relax, biatch? Relax! D-D-Discord, l-peep me!" her big-ass booty holla'd, puttin her handz on her chest. "I’m not supposed to…This isn’t..." Biatch couldn’t seem ta form a cold-ass lil coherent sentence as dat thugged-out biiiatch continued ta peep her muthafuckin ass, liftin her fingers n' sweepin her tail back n' forth. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch looked ta her stomach n' gasped.
"I mean, look, Discord hommie! I gots a pouch! On mah stomach! I’m part kangaroo!" she exclaimed, holdin tha flap of her big-ass pouch open, starin at it as if it was da most thugged-out gruesome thang up in tha ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass.
"Yes, I know, n' I’m mad jealouz of tha fact!" da perved-out muthafucka holla'd, pokin at her stomach wit furrowed brows. "Why don’t I gots a pouch, biatch? It would be all kindsa much easier ta have fo' carryin mah thangs muthafucka! That is just not fair."
"Discord!"
"Sorry, sorry, I’ll diss bout dat later," da perved-out muthafucka holla'd, scratchin his head. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "But Fluttershy, you straight-up do need ta quit trippin' up son! If you don’t, you could trigger…" His lips formed tha fuck into a thugged-out deep frown.
Her eyes grew bigger as her big-ass booty stared at his muthafuckin ass. "T-trigger, biatch? Trigger what?"
Dude sighed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Fluttershy. Yo ass know what tha fuck yo ass is, do you not?" da perved-out muthafucka holla'd, glancin at her webbed hand n' paw yo. Dude seemed ta hesitate fo' a second before he finally made up his crazy-ass mind n' took each of dem up in his own paw n' claw. "We may not look exactly tha same…But it’s just like how tha fuck ponies don’t all share tha same coat, or cutie mark. Yo ass know what tha fuck yo ass is, dear. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. You’re a…"
His grip on her hand n' paw loosened as he realized just how tha fuck much weight his fuckin lyrics held. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dude never thought up in a funky-ass bazillion muthafuckin years da thug would eva peep another one of his own kind.
"You’re a Draconequus, Fluttershy."
Though Fluttershy continued ta shake, she nodded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Biatch already knew dis shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch just couldn’t git her muthafuckin ass ta say dat shit.
"I have chaos powers, don’t I?" dat biiiiatch whispered.
Dude opened his crazy-ass grill ta answer yo, but suddenly, a pink light blinded tha two of them, makin tha room flash fo' realz. A hole suddenly rocked up in tha floor, n' wit Discord’s handz still up in her own, tha two plummeted towardz tha straight-up original gangsta floor.
Fluttershy screamed, lettin go of Discord’s handz n' instead wrappin her arms round his cold-ass torso, her two over-small wings flappin uselessly. Discord was bout ta snap his wild lil' fingers when another pink flash once again n' again n' again obscured they vision, n' a indoor swimmin pool rocked up in Fluttershy’s kitchen floor.
They fell tha fuck up in wit a funky-ass bangin sploosh!
Discord was tha straight-up original gangsta ta come out, gaspin fo' air n' raisin his dirty ass outta tha pool, Fluttershy followin close behind. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Discord, now on all fours, fuckin started bobbin his dirty ass dry like a thugged-out dog, tha dropz of pool wata hittin Fluttershy like raindrops.
Fluttershy grit her teeth n' stared back all up in tha pool, seein her reflection up in tha chlorine chronic watas fo' realz. Another light flash, n' tha wata turned tha fuck into orange jello. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch gasped all up in tha magic, n' took a step back.
"Discord!" her big-ass booty holla'd, turnin ta his ass as da thug wrung up his cold-ass tail. "Da hole up in tha floor playa! Da pool! Was that-?"
Discord turned his neck ta gaze at her n' shit. "Yes, I’m afraid so." Dude faked a smile, though his wild lil' grill still looked deeply shitd by tha abrupt chizzle up in circumstances. In all his wild lil' freakadelic game, dat schmoooove muthafucka had never been all up in anythang like this-and fo' him, dat straight-up meant something.
"It seems you’re our freshly smoked up Lady of Chaos."
Dude snapped his wild lil' fingers, n' repaired tha hole up in tha wall. Da pool vanished. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dude rubbed tha back of his neck, n' looked ta Fluttershy. Da tension was so thick it could done been cut wit a knife. But instead of literally bustin so, Discord took her paw n' shook it slowly.
"Yo, wuz crackalackin', biatch? Yo ass is smokin tha club."