Discord's Bed Time

Discord sat on his bed. Or, what was supposed to be his bed. A quarter of the bed was an actual bed. Another quarter was what looked like the back of a sofa. The third quarter was a gurney. And the last quarter was a wooden coffee table.

Looking up to his cat clock, that nobody be he could tell time from, Discord sighed. "It's half passed noon-night!" He stood up. "I need some warm milk!" Snapping his fingers, he appeared in the castle's kitchen. "No!" He snapped his fingers again and popped up into the royal garden. "I need to have a stroll!" For a third time, he snapped his fingers. Which then brought him to the room of Princess Celestia. The walls were painted the colors of a sunrise, a lava lamp making it look like large globs were swimming across the walls.

Discord could see Celestia on her bed, orange blankets thrown lazily on top of her as she slept.

A pot and a kitchen spoon popped into each of Discrod's hands. "1..." He grinned, "2..." His smile grew, "3..." He began to bang the two objects together. "WAKEY WAKEY!"

Celestia shot out of bed, blinking rapidly and jolting her head from side to side in an attempt to find the source of the noise in only the light of the lava lamp. She growled as she saw Discord, marching the room with a tiny pony marching band behind him, banging drums and playing other loud instruments.

"What is it you need?" She snapped at the Draconequus.

Discord was suddenly beside her, all of the racket abruptly ceasing. Slithering onto the bed he wrapped his arms around her hair, smelling it. "I couldn't sleep." He coos, making a pouting face at the Princess.

Celestia gave him an incredulous look, mixed with obvious features of annoyance. "What do you want me to do about it?"

Discord seemed to think over this question, searching for an answer. A question mark appeared over his head and it swayed from side to side, a loud, "Tick, tock, tick, tock" sounding as it did so. Suddenly, -DING- the question mark turned into an exclamation mark. "You could read me a bed time story!" The Draconequus exclaimed, hugging Celestia's multicolored mane once more. "Pwease, Pwincess." He cooed, petting her face.

The alicorn jerked away from him. With an irritated huff, she got up and walked to a bookshelf, "Fine, if it'll get you to go to sleep." She said, using her magic to pull a book off the shelf. It was smacked away with a large wooden paddle.

"No, no, no." Discord slithered and wrapped himself around her neck like a scarf. "Make up your own story." He said. Celestia gave him a look that screamed, 'I hate you.' But he dismissed it, making his eyes exaggeratedly animated and staring at her eagerly. "Ple~ease."

She sighed, defeated. "Fine, fine." She sat down. A mini version of Discord sitting in front of her expectantly, hugging a tiny blue blanket and a stuffed ducky. She would never admit it out loud, but he was adorable. "Alright,"

Once upon a time there lived a Princess-

The wooden paddle from before then whacked Princess Celestia across the face. "NO! THAT'S SO CLICHE!" Discord scolded, still in his babyish form, holding the paddle in his hands. "BAD PRINCESS!"

Celestia, now shaking with rage, glowered at the rehabilitated villain. She rose to her hooves and trotted to the door of her bedroom, trying her best to keep her cool. If she was going to get this Draconequus out of her mane, she was going to need some help.