The Misadventures of One Mixed-up Time Pony

While I was left wondering why Professor Raven had a different cutie mark, Raven had begun to give the next test. "Alright princesses, here is your next test. But first, out of curiosity, How much do you trust me?" Raven asked the question with a bit of a smirk, as if laughing inside. But given that it was him, he probably was laughing.

"Of course we trust somepony who would help defeat Discord." Celetia really can't lie that well. Either that, or I am in the wrong crowd most of the time. Raven also seemed to share my thoughts on the subject as he started laughing like a madman. He began after he was able to form somewhat coherent words.

"Really? heh, heh, that is the best joke I've ever heard. Well, either you are an idiot, which I wouldn't put past you, or you are just a really, really bad liar, which is slightly more likely." He regained his composure quickly, which seems to be a gift of his.   "I guess you don't need the Elements if you can't even be honest, goodbye. He began to open a rift to the Time Vortex to perform another hop, when Celestia grabbed him in a field of telekinetic magic.

"Do you really think you can get away from us like that?"

"Actually, yes." His horn glows with magic as he slips out of the grasp. "But seeing your dedication to the Elements, maybe you aren't a lost cause, then again, I have made mistakes before, like not killing him sooner." I know he is talking about me, obviously. "Now if you want to get the rest of the Elements with my help, another one of my special stipulations will come into play." Just the way he said special made it sound like it was filled with venom. "No more lies from your end. If you happen to need to lie, make sure somepony who isn't a moron will believe it." He said this last bit with a hint of a smirk, but only if hints stare straight at your bloody face. "So, another special curiosity of my own, which of you will you will truly rule Equestria?" It seems as if he is going to drag the next Element out for a long time, so I cast a quick time travel spell around myself and hope it works without a corporeal body.

I end my time hop, thankful that I seem to have survived intact. The Princesses seem to have finally finished the gaining the Element of Honesty. Professor Raven seems very bored, floating in midair and yawning. "Took you long enough, but here it is... the Element of Honesty! Honestly though, it took you long enough. Especially you, Celestia. Next up is another Element. But for now, I must leave." Raven opens another portal, and I follow because I have no choice. The trip takes longer than usual, but the Vortex has been unpredictable before, so I pay it no mind.

We come to a scene that I know rather well. It is when Discord breaks free of his stone prison and corrupts the Elements. Judging from the position of everything, and the lack of chaos, I only can guess that this is the part where the Element bearers are lost in the Canterlot Garden's maze.

"Well, if it isn't the pony who singlehoofedly heralded the end of my reign." Discord's tone has a bitterness that can only be described as, well, bitter.

"Yes, I just wanted a front row seat to the rise of a new era of Chaos!" Raven seems completely unphased by Discord's anger. "Lessee, here. Judging by the position of the maze, I suppose Fluttershy is up next."

Fluttershy, Fluttershy, now which one was that again? I can't keep them straight, as I studied the artifacts more that the users. Ah, that's it! Yellow, butterflies, kindness, I've got it! Glad I remembered, I turn back to the situation at hand. Discord had turned himself into three butterflies, distinguished by his regular set of horns. Strangely, though, the pegasus seems to be scared of the butterflies, giving a small scream before cowering away from Discord. Once getting a better view of them, she chased after them saying "Wait! Don't leave me here!" She continued her pursuit of the butterflies until she ended at a crossroads.

Discord then approached her, speaking in a higher voice,  "Fluttershy, why you've been left behind by your so called friends, huh?"

"Oh no, I'm certain they're doing their best to find me."

Discord began to circle around Fluttershy, "Well it must be so upsetting to know how weak and helpless they think you are."

Fluttershy responds, with unnaturally large pupils, "Not at all, I am weak and helpless and I appreciate their understanding.

Discord's voice begins to revert back to it's usual pitch, "Well surely it burns you up, I mean-" he switches back to his false voice, "they're always pointing out your flaws, right?"

"Not really, in fact, I think I'm awfully lucky to have friends who want you to be the best I can be."

In a flash of light, the butterflies disappear, revealing the true draconequues form instead. "Oh, for goodness sake!" The Lord of Chaos places a talon on Fluttershy's head, "You've been kind for far too long, my dear. Time to be cruel. Arrivederci!" Fluttershy's coloring dulls away and she begins to lose her balance. Discord disappears in a flash of light. Suddenly, a part of the maze falls down, revealing four more mares, one with large boulder on her back. Judging from appearances, the ponies are Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Twilight Sparkle. There is a bit of conversation, then they leave to go on with their little maze game.

Behind me, a potted plant transformed into the all too familiar form of Professor Raven. He is in the middle of a fit of hysterics when he transforms back into his typical form. "Ah-hah-hah-heh. I needed that. Those Princesses 'orderliness and being good-ness' was really starting to get to me. Oh well, back to the action" He hops out into the Time Vortex and I follow behind him.

Focusing on exactly where he was going, questions started to cross my mind. Why is he talking to himself? What exactly is he trying to do? After I dismissed the thoughts, I started focusing on how I would get my body back. The strain Raven was placing on my body was not at all healthy and I wanted it stopped. But how, when I don't even have a corporeal form of my own?