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"Only the most subtle of references." -No fanfiction writer ever

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This story is a sequel to The Bomb Under the Table


Sometimes the only way to get a point across to someone is to sink to their level.
To convince Discord he's wrong, Twilight needs a pressure suit.
Also, a gun.


Written for the Quills & Sofas Expanded Universe IV event. This is a spiritual sequel to GreyTheGriffon's story The Bomb Under The Table. Reading that first for full context is advised. You can more or less follow along without doing so, but you'll miss some important context and details.


Cover art by Grey's friend @squidbly on Twitter (and crudely modified by me to differentiate it from the original)

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Seer #1 · August 29th · · ·

This was a really worthy placer in the contest, and for great reason.
You build so well on the vibe of the original and expand it, the comedy is executed incredibly and the prose is top notch. Really great stuff

“Correct.” She lifted the instrument of death in her magic, giving it a gentle spin so the light caught on its polished facets. “Specifically this is a modified Desert Griffon Mark XX. Under normal conditions it fires selenium-jacketed rounds at over 4500 hooves per second, and in the hooves of a skilled operator it can fire a full magazine in under three seconds. Suffice to say, it is the most powerful gun in the world.”

Twilight is a gun lover on top of being a book lover, or she just did alot of research. Though I like machine guns like the MG 84 or the FN MAG.

“Wasn’t it?” Twilight teased. “Or did you just not notice? Think back: what was the very first thing I said when we sat down?” At his stunned silence, she continued. “Anúd thus, my final point: even if you can see the twist coming, you can still be surprised by the delivery.”

I find it funny that throughout the story there was smaller details when it said "horn" and not "horns". There was alot of obvious details and that is what makes the story even more amazing, plus the comedy.


I enjoyed reading this, just as much as the original.

Ah! I remember this, glad to see this make it to the site, I loved it! :D

So what I got from reading this story was...
Sunset has a gun. A Desert Ea- Desert Griffon, no less.
I guess now we know that CHS is somewhere in the US.

“Hm, yes. Coffee would have been better,” he agreed, smacking his lips. “With a few sugar cubes and some cream.”

“Not in coffee, no. Don’t be ridiculous.”

With coffee, you want a good shot of V-8.

Magnificent.

Non-Canon Epilogue to the Semi-Canon Epilogue:

Discord threw open the door to Carousel Boutique, ready to have some fun. Sure, Twilight may have, in some tiny, infinitesimal, totally-irrelevant-on-the-cosmic-scale-he-operated-on way, gotten the better of him, but at least he could have some fun like this. He looked around, thinking about what he could get up with people thinking he was-

"Hey, Discord!" Pinkie chirped, waving at him with the hoof that wasn't holding the popcorn bucket.

Discord blinking, looking around the scene in horror - all of Twilight's closest friends, plus a zebra he had some words for, all gathered around a scrying globe. And, given Pinkie's nonchalant tone at recognizing him, it didn't take a master plot-predicter to figure out what they'd been watching.

"Did..." His jaw flapped for a moment before he continued. "Did you plan this with that infernal..."

"Oh, no, dear Twilight has no idea we were looking in," Rarity assured him. "But, well, after Fluttershy told us about this little get-together and Zecora that there'd be a little surprise, we all decided we couldn't miss seeing what she made of you and your argument... even if we didn't expect that to be literal."

Discord let out a snort through his new nostrils. "You were so sure she'd be making something of me?"

Rainbow Dash scoffed. "Well, duh! You took on Twilight in a debate after giving her time to prepare! The heck did you think was gonna happen?"

At the general murmuring of agreement, Discord gave one particular pony a hurt look. "Et tu, Fluttershy?"

To her credit, the pegasus did look a little abashed... though, by her standards, she was barely fazed. "Well, I was hoping you two would bond and I... I think you kind of did."

Discord raised an eyebrow, happy to at least be able to achieve some degree of asymmetry. "I somehow doubt aggravated rivalry was what you had in mind."

Fluttershy shrugged. "I'll take what I can get."

"'Sides, Big D," Applejack cut in with a smirk, "don't reckon you got much room to complain 'bout this kinda thing and... well, can't imagine too many folks'd miss you gettin' taken down a peg."

Discord sighed, looking around the small gathering. "Well, then, I suppose I should just be thankful only you girls saw it."

Zecora nodded. "Alas, this room could fit no more," she paused before showing the grin that most of the Everfree had learned to fear as she tapped the box under the globe.
"So that's what the recorder's for."

New trope unlocked: Chekhov's herring

Twas fun! I'm always down for Discord getting outsmarted by Twilight.

Ha!!! the epilogue!!! Even when he loses Discord finds a way to win.

Fun sequel to the original story. I will admit was not expecting Twilight to turn Discord into a copy of herself. Though I did noticed it was weird that he was clapping his hooves together considering he only has one cloven hoof.

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