Never the Final Word (Vol. 2)

by FanOfMostEverything

FoME's Slip of the Mind (James Pwyll's "Hurt")

Author's Note:

[Slice of Life][Comedy]

This is a continuation of James Pwyll's Hurt ([Drama], 1,876 words)

SPOILERS FOR HURT: The Mane Six, Starlight, and even Celestia collectively lose their patience with one another and air every grievance they can think of, real and perceived. Spike tearfully asks them to remember their friendship... then awakens from a nightmare, comforted by Twilight.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Discord barged into the room, got off the barge, and drew a glowing thread out of Spike's forehead. He slurped it up like a length of spaghetti, patted his stomach, and then remembered he was supposed to look contrite. After clearing his throat, he said, "That was one of mine."

Going by how Twilight's eye was twitching, it was way too early for her to deal with this "... What?"

"One of my better dreams got away from me and ended up nesting in little Spoke's—"

"Spike."

"Leonard's psyche when it got tired." Discord wiped the sweat off his brow and shook off the squeegee. "I've been tracking it down all night, which is not easy when Luna spots you in the dreamscape and has convinced herself you're up to something, let me tell you."

"Try to keep your thoughts to yourself in the future, Discord."

"I seem to recall you saying something very different after the plundervines."

Twilight gritted her teeth and walked out of the room. Her twitching wings were either a sign of agitation or restraining a rude gesture that Spike officially didn't know about. "I'm going to bed. Spike, the door's open if you'd be more comfortable with me."

Spike smiled. "Thanks, Twilight." He turned his attention to Discord.

The draconequus was looking in every direction but back at him, idly swinging a dice bag in his talons. "I, uh, do hope this won't impact Guys' Night."

"You know that +4 cephalopod bane compound bow Captain Wuzz has been using?"

Discord gasped. "Not the Wuzzinator!"

"It's fine. For now." Spike nestled back under the covers. "Because friends forgive each other."

"Yes, yes, of course. Sleep well, Spike." It was perhaps the kindest Spike had ever heard Discord. Certainly the kindest tone he'd ever used when not talking about Fluttershy.

The ear-piercing, high-pitched beeping the barge made as it backed out of the castle rather undermined that, though.

Comments

[Malandy]

Whooo! Supernatural explanation validated!

Well, Discord does need to eat, and Dreams are the most socially acceptable form of Chaos he can have.

Given that they literally seem to be some form of alive, being able to get tired, etc. I'm imagining a Dream Farm or something. Not plants, but animals... But Chaos... Hmm.

*shrugs*

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"It's fine. For now." Spike nestled back under the covers. "Because friends forgive each other."

"Yes, yes, of course. Sleep well, Spike." It was perhaps the kindest Spike had ever heard Discord. Certainly the kindest tone he'd ever used when not talking about Fluttershy.

... And then the true final line. So many possible explanations for that, either deliberate, or just forgetting to make it quiet...

And then there's Starlight not seeing any of this, and just shocked by the weird sounds.