Discord's Bed Time

The door of Twilight Sparkle's bedroom opened, a drowsy purple dragon stumbling in with a scroll clenched in his claws. "Twilight." He yawned, meandering through the dark, rubbing his eyes and blindly making his way to the bed where the purple unicorn was sleeping soundly. That is, until she was smacked with the scroll in Spike's hand. "Twilight, wake up. Letter from the Princess." He mumbled, swaying, trying to stay conscious.

Twilight shot up from the bed. "Princess Celestia?" She was suddenly wide awake, taking the scroll and opening it with her magic. She read it in the glow of the moonlight spilling in from her open window.

"My Most Faithful Student,

Forgive me for disturbing you at such an unforgiving hour, but I have found myself with a problem I can't take care of on my own. It must be handled immediately. Come to the Canterlot castle as soon as possible.

~Princess Celestia"

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Twilight panted hard, running into the castle and almost collapsing onto the porcelain floor. "I should stick to reading, not running."

Spike lay on her back, stubby arms wrapped around her neck, "I should stick to sleeping." He mumbled, half-awake, nuzzling his face into the unicorn's mane.

"Twilight Sparkle!" A feminine, familiar voice exclaimed. Princess Celestia landed in front of Twilight. "Thank goodness you're here."

Twilight nodded. "Of course, Princess!"

"Quickly, my situation demands immediate attention." The Princess ushered her student up a flight of stairs and through quite a few corridors, leading her to a part of the castle Twilight had never been in. They finally entered a corridor that was anything but neat. The carpeted flooring held countless wrinkles; animals ran on the ceiling; paintings hung upside down and crooked on the walls and the doors were misshapen. Twilight opened her mouth to ask, but her unspoken question was answered at the sight of Discord sitting in one of the rooms through the strangely shaped doors.

A grimace pulled at her mouth, but she made no objections. It wasn't shocking at all that the Princess would need to deal with Discord. He was, after all, the Lord of Chaos. What was rather surprising though, was that Celestia needed her help. It made her insides tingle, and she was so happy about this that she thought she might burst. She showed none of this excitement, of course.

Celestia gestured to the room Discord sat in. When Twilight entered, a strange creature appeared in Discord's lap. It was fleshy and, if Twilight were to put it bluntly, gross. It wailed and cried much like a baby filly would. Discord pet it's face. "I've been expecting you." He said in a husky tone. The hideous, fleshy creature vanished and Discord laughed hysterically, falling back and rolling on the floor. He quickly sobered himself. "Onward!" He exclaimed. "Have you come to tell me a story, my pretty little mare?" He asked, tickling Twilight's chin.

She flinched back in disgust. Then gave Celestia a questioning look.

The Princess nodded. "This is what I called you for." She said. She looked down, grumbling something along the lines of, "He doesn't like my stories. Curse that paddle."

Twilight looked back to the Draconequus. She sat down, ignoring the fact that Spike was sliding off her back. "A story, hmm?"

"Oh yes!" Discord lay on his belly in front of her, holding his chin up on his hands and kicking his legs behind him. "Something fabulous~"

Twilight nodded in understanding. She scratched her mane in thought. "Let me think..."

Have you ever thought of what would happen if the survival of Equestria was tested?

"Oh yes!" Discord interrupted. "I think about it all the time."

Twilight glared at him. "Shush." She snarled. Discord's cheery attitude sank away and his body shrunk to indicate a sign of fear.

"Yes Mommy." He whimpered.

Twilight cleared her throat and continued-