Hello
Fluttershy sent a small angry thought to Rainbow Dash as she tried to blend in with the desk. Hoping to become one with the wood and escape the situation she ducked her head slightly. It had been all Rainbow Dash's fault; if the athletic girl hadn't decided to try to do a soccer trick with her motorcycle-moped hybrid then she wouldn't be in the situation that she was. Biting her lip she rethought about that train of thought. It wasn't Dash's fault that she got in trouble instead of the rainbow haired girl for breaking the window into the science lab and causing a small chemical spill. It was her fault because she cheered her friend on and didn't run fast enough when Dr. Hooves run up in anger and demanded to know who trashed his classroom. It was also her fault that she didn't answer the fuming man. If she had just gone to the library like she was supposed to then she wouldn't be sitting in detention at that moment with one of the scariest student's at school.
Discord Chaot, he was on her list for top ten scariest student's at Equestria high school. It wasn't for the male's looks though; even with his odd tan lines that lead to different hues of browns all over his body, and the man's black short hair with inhumanly bushy white eyebrows that swept past his temples. It wasn't because of the multi-colored monster hoodie that was unskillfully stitched together. Even if it did make her squeak with it's horn and antler. Then there was its strange yellow lion sleeve with its well used finger and thumb holes. No it didn't bother her that he wore a clawed glove on his left hand, that he decide what pair of showes to wear; using both a dress shoe and a boot; or how the scaled tattoo peeked out of his rolled up pant leg. What scared her the most about the super senior was the vicious pranks that he would play. It wasn't enough that one one of his red irises was much larger than the other, giving him a crazed look. Then there was that one of his teeth was much larger than the others. No, he had claimed a spot on her list after a hurtful prank to Pinkie Pie. Right now, she was more afraid of his unblinking gaze than anything.
Peeking at the older man, she blinked through her tears, “H-hello.”
Discord frowned, “What? I can't hear you.”
She nearly screamed as the super senior leaned closer to her. Wishing more than anything that the teacher didn't put them right next to each other she tried again, “H-Hello.”
“Hiding in your sleeves doesn't help me hear you,” Discord rolled his eyes. He didn't know who this girl was but his patience was already thinning. “Just tell me already.”
“He-Hello.” She tried to shout but came out just a decibel above a whisper.
“Hello to you too.” Discord laughed as the girl hide in her pink hair. He had to resist poking one of the girl's bright red puffy cheeks. She was obviously young, judging by the large yellow sweater that hung off her shoulders and how her knees seemed to be glued together, he was going to assume she was just really, REALLY shy. “And what brings you here to my after school club?”
“This is a club?”
“No, but it might as well be with how much time I spend here,” Discord rolled his eyes, “I'm still serving time for repainting Principal Trollestia's room a bright pink and neon orange.”
“Oh, umm, my friend accidentally kicked a soccer ball into the science lab with her bike...”
“So, why are you here?” Discord grinned. He already knew that the girl's friend ditched her, but wanted to hear her say it. “Oh, and what should I call you because "yellow sweater" isn't a very good name, but if that's what you want.”
“It's Fluttershy, I, uh, I didn't listen when she told me to run. So it is kinda my fault that I'm here and not working on my project.” She peeked out from behind her curtain of hair. Her fingers clutched her sweater for support as she tried to speak louder.
“Discord, pleasure. You mean she ditched you and left you with the blame. You shouldn't be friends with her, you should be like me and not have any at all! This way you can't be blamed for their mishaps.” Discord turned back to the font. Putting his feet on the desk he leaned back and crossed his arms behind his head. “Yep, it's the life. Not having to deal with their drama and “important problems”. Ha, what a waste of your time.”
“You don't have any friends?” Her eyes widened with horror. Her mouth left open as she cover it with one hand the other reaching out to touch his arm with the long yellow sleeve.
“Nope.” He opened one eye to looked at the distressed girl, “Why does it matter?”
“That's- That's awful! Not having any friends!”
“No, it's actually quite nice. Besides no one wants to be friends with a “freak” like me.” Discord shrugged his shoulders. His face split into a grin as he twisted his torso to lean in closer to the tearing up girl. Teasing her he twisted his face into a sad frown, “Unless you want to be my friend?”
Staring at the snarled chipped tooth that was larger and longer than the rest of the man's teeth, she looked back up at his red eyes. “Yes.”
“What?” Discord blinked and pulled back. Only to flail his arms after he nearly tipped out of his chair. After finding perches he choked out, “Excuse me? I'm pretty sure I misheard you.”
“No.” Fluttershy pursed her lips, speaking louder she clenched her fist, “No, you heard me right. I will be your friend, even though I'm kinda afraid of you." She trailed off slightly before going back to her almost speaking voice with conviction. “I will be there when you need me, and- and I'll be there when you don't. I will greet you everyday with a smile and a hello, I wont leave you even if- even if everyone teases me for it. An- And you're not a freak, you're just different. We all are, and that's good! You're good!”
Discord couldn't stop himself from laughing in the girl's face, not that he really tried to stop. No; he laughed and laughed til tears were streaming down his face, matching the ones streaming down the red cheeks of an embarrassed girl. Getting out of his desk he slowly calmed down as he walked over to the door. As he opened the door he turned back to give her a snarl tooth grin. “Prove it to me tomorrow.”
“But detentions isn't ov-” She flinched as she was cut off by the angry slamming of the door. She scooted closer to the edge of her chair and farther away from the door. She ducked her head as the teacher returned with an angry scowl and demands for where Discord headed off.
Discord tried to keep the snarl off of his face knowing full well that more people found his twisted smile much more frightening than his scowl. He walked past a set of lockers just as he one of his pranks went off, his face twisted into a pleased smile as two girls were covered in paint. He cackled as the shrill cries echoed through the hall; many turning to watch as the two ran away with tears in their eyes. He shot a few freshmen a dark smile, oh, he couldn't wait for them to open up their “presents”, he had left one specially for them after he heard a few nasty comments about his choice of dress. He couldn't decided if he wanted to wear, so he just wore all of it. Sue him.
He felt his mask slip as he caught sight of a yellow sweater, he didn't forget his challenge to the small girl. No, he remembered. It had kept him up the whole night, he even though he took enough nighttime cold medicine to drop an elephant, but he still couldn't sleep. Not when her words and promises kept ringing through his ears. He rubbed his left ear, maybe he should just get rid of his ears. Not like it could make him any stranger in comparison to the rest of the school and he wouldn't hear the ringing.
He frowned as he heard the same whispered sound of a breeze. Turning to look over his shoulder –for the sixth time– he almost snarled in annoyance. He had been hearing the sound for the past ten minutes. He was the prank master and the man of chaos, who would DARE prank him?
Nearly groaning, he remembered exactly why he hated anger; it made him all itchy. It made his skin crawl and his skin too tight, like it wasn't his. He sent out a silent prayer in thanks to whatever god reminded him to bring spray paint. He could at least burn off some energy during his free period by painting some windshields in the parking lot. It would be perfect, his victims wouldn't be able to leave, thus giving him some new mart-.
Stopping as he train of thought was interrupted by a pulling on his sleeve he slowly turned his head to see who dared to gain his attention. Probably some fool who was looking to win some money or respect on a dare. He gasped as he was met with sparkling blue eyes and pink hair. His mouth flopped open as he looked down at the much smaller girl. Her eyes red with crying, her knees and hands shaking. There was a small rip in her tight jeans, her rain boots scuffed up slightly, and her long sleeve extra stretched over her hands.
“Wha?” Was the only slightly intelligent thing he could say. His focus never leaving the crying girl before him even as a crowd gathered.
“I'm sorry.” She whispered.
Mind reeling Discord frowned his bushy eyebrows at the girl, what could she mean? His thoughts catching up with what was happening, oh. Oh! She was saying sorry for breaking her promise, not that he was surprised about her breaking it. He was surprised at her tears over it though. Shrugging he just tried to turn away.
“I'm sorry, please don't be mad at me, I- I tried to get your attention, but-but you didn't even turn around. Did I do something wrong?” Her voice wobbled out around the rock in her throat.
“Yes you did.” Discord crossed his arms with a frown. Ignoring the gasps running through the crowd. He didn't even flinch as the whispers that erupted from around him, he just gazed down at the shaking girl.
“I'm sorry, I- I- didn't-”
“That is not how you greet a friend.” He did an exaggerated sigh and covered his eyes with his hand. Shifting his weight he slouched and gave an false dramatic sigh.
“But that's how I great all my friends- I mean, if that's alright with you.” She whispered as she looked up at him through matted eyelashes.
He somehow fought of the itching in his skin at that, “No, it is not alright with me. That may be how you greet your other friends, but that is not how you will greet me. Now, dry those tears, I will show you how to properly greet a friend.”
As soon as her tears were dried up with the baby blue sleeves of her sweater he took long strides backwards. The crowd parting like the red sea as he didn't turn around keeping his focus on the lone figure before him. When he was quite a distance away he sprinted forward with a grin. He gave his small friend credit for standing her ground and only releasing a small scream as he ran right at her. Laughing as she made a shrill squeak as he lifted her up by her armpits, spinning her around in a circle his happiness bubbling out in a high voice, “Hello, my dear Fluttershy! Hello!”
The students gathering around barely ran away from the squealing girl's legs as she kicked out in a mix of fear and laughter. Her voice almost to the level of a normal person's as she called out to her laughing friend, “Discord, Discord, please put me down!”
“Right, right.” He set the girl on the ground watching as she flailed around, her pink hair messy and blown to the side. “Oh! You know what I just realized?”
“What?” She asked uncertainly as she tried to pat down her hair.
“We need a secret handshake for when we are greeting each other, just to know it's us!”
“But wouldn't we know by looking at each other?”
“My dear,” Discord began to lead his friend through the confused masses, “There are spies everywhere! We need to be prepared!”