Creativity is Chaos!

“Wow... That ending Sucked!” Discord half yelled, into my ear. “Seriously?! THAT is what you missed the poker-game for?” He said trying to be as annoying as possible.

        I half jumped from where I was sitting against the blue box, because as usual Discord appeared directly behind me, and had been reading as I typed. I looked at him, obviously annoyed. “Hey! I don’t tell you how to- .... wait... did you say I missed the Poker Game?” I said, making the realization. I looked inside and saw an empty poker table, which was also snapped in half apparently, as if someone had put a chainsaw through it. “OH COME ON! Seriously?! What the heck man! Why did you start without me?!” I asked, angry that he didn’t wait for me.

        “Wait.... You wanted us to wait for you?” He asked a completely dumbfounded look on his face. I face palmed, slamming my glasses up to my face.

        “..... Yes Discord. I assumed you would wait for me.... You said you would tell the guys I was just finishing up...”

        As Discord and I argued, apparently the owner of said Blue Box had gotten rather annoyed, and came to investigate what was with the arguing.

        “Oi! Discord! Who are you yelling at this time?” He said in his thickly British accent. Well, more like Trottingham accent here.

        I turned towards the door and opened it, looking inside. “Oh hey Doc. Sorry about all of the commotion. Discord and I can’t seem to agree today.” I said with a light chuckle.

        He laughed at that, “Oh please! When do you two EVER get along?” He laughed a little more, and still had a classic smile on his muzzle. “Hehe... anyway, I’m glad to see you’re feeling better! Too bad you had to miss the game though.”

        I looked at him for a moment with a WTF look on my face. “Uh... Doc what are you talking about? I’ve been outside the whole time.”

        The Doctor only gave me a confused look, then noticed Discord behind me, making a throat cutting motion in a panic. “Uh.... Well, Discord said that you... you were back at the castle with the flu.... Discord what are you doing?” The Doctor asked him. I quickly turned around to face the Lord of Chaos, catching him red handed.... Err... pawed... clawed...? ... Anyway, I looked towards him a little angrily, and he snapped his fingers disappearing from sight.

        I sighed, facepalming again, and turned back towards the Doctor with a small sheepish smile on my face. “Uh... Hey Doctor? You mind taking me back to Canterlot? Discord was kinda my only ride back...” I said rubbing the back of my neck.

“Oh Certainly! Although I have to make a few errands along the way... it may take a few hours though... You don’t mind do you?” He asked, pulling a lever, and lowering the Poker Table under the console floor.

I looked at him and thought for a moment. “I guess not... it’ll at least give me a chance to write some of the second chapter.” I said honestly, taking a seat off to the side. “The TARDIS does have Wi-fi doesn’t it?”

*****

Chapter 2

The REAL first Chapter

Well Doc apparently it does! Oh and- GOOD NEWS EVERYONE! We’re back by Popular Demand! So without further ado ladies and gentlecolts! Chapter 2!

So then.... A quick Recap for those of you who don’t feel like reading the end of the first chapter. I disappeared in a flash of bright light, with a backpack full of my list of essentials, and then some that I thought were too dumb or too generic to mention, like a toothbrush, an umbrella, some reading material incase I got bored. Seems a little convenient huh? Well don’t worry. Where I landed was NOT so convenient.

“Oww.... My head....” I groaned, slowly getting up off the floor. Inter-dimensional travel SUCKED!

I stood on my two feet, looking at my surroundings, trying to assess my situation. I was apparently in some kind of Library, in what looked like... a tree? “.... What the heck?” I asked no one in particular. Then I slapped my hand to my mouth, which made a light echo of noise in the Library. I looked around waiting for any signs of someone (or something) coming to investigate sudden appearance, but no one came.

I approached the windows silently, but only found them to be shut it with some wood window panels. I didn’t want to risk the squeaking so I decided to save going outside for later. Instead I went to investigate the home I was currently i.

I walked up the steps only to hear a loud, yet quiet snoring, like that of a child. I gently peaked inside the nearest room to see what looked to be a baby sleeping in a basket on the floor. Alright... well whoever lives here is either a single mother, or father, and plans to return soon if they left the baby here to sleep alone. I better be quick then. I quietly pulled the door shut, and started walking downstairs, avoiding the small towers of books that lined the stairwell. However since there were no railings, I slipped and almost fell off to the side. I was able to keep myself stable but I knocked a tower of books down, and too the side causing them to fall to the ground. Loudly. I winced as they did, and looked straight up to the bedroom where the baby slept, my heart feeling like it was going to beat right out of my chest. I waited the longest time....

Then I heard the snoring, still as loud as ever. The Baby was still asleep! “... Wow... That’s one sound sleeper....” I said out loud, not thinking I would actually need to cover my mouth this time.

That did it. That’s when I heard a young, childlike voice, waking up slowly. “Huh-what? ..... Yaawwwwn..... Twilight? .... That you?” I heard the young voice ask, the door opening slightly.

I didn’t panic however I simply went to the side of the stairwell, and hung myself over the edge, where he couldn’t see me. I quickly put a book over my fingers with a free hand, and let myself hang there, waiting to see if I would be discovered.

The baby- err... “hatchling” I guess I should say (now that I know the correct term) walked right past me and down the steps, apparently still a bit groggy from his nap. He went straight to the kitchen, and began looking through it, looking for something to eat. I saw this as my chance to escape. I quickly hopped down, my feet making a quiet ‘thud’ as I did. Then I tried to sneak to the door.

“Who?” I heard a voice say directly behind me. I froze instantly, not sure what to do. “Who?” The voice repeated again, the same way as before. Then I felt something land on my shoulder, and looked to see what appeared to be some kind of owl on my shoulder. I raised an eyebrow at it, and tried to tip it off, but that owl had some grip. “Who?” It repeated again, this time catching the hatchlings attention from the kitchen.

“Owlicious, who are you talking to? The wall?”

“Ugh.... nevermind....” he said walking out into the book room, still a little groggy. He looked straight at Owlicious, then he noticed what the owl was perched on. “... What the....” He said looking directly at me, my face covered by my hoodie thankfully. “Uh.... Hello? ..... I’m sorry, I was taking a quick nap earlier...” He looked me over obviously confused about what I even was, but continued on anyway “.... If you’re looking for Twilight, she’s not here right now... she still up at Canterlot, solving a big problem they’ve been having lately.... I’m Spike her assistant. I can take a message if you want me too?” He said, walking over to the desk to grab a piece of paper, and a quill.

I just stared in utter and complete shock at this being before me. He woke up from his nap to find me, a creature he has never seen before, in his house, sneaking around, trying to get to the door... and he was asking me if I wanted to write a letter to his boss.... Either he was oblivious, or this... “place” was plain old bonkers. Possibly a combination of both.

I just stood there for a moment more, before bolting for the front door. Honestly I am not good with meeting new people, and being as antisocial as I am, along with how I was talking with what appeared to be a baby dragon, and an owl who could only say “who” I decided to make a quick exit before I went completely bonkers. I could hear the door mechanism breaking as I went through the door, all 250 pounds of me obliterating the door straight off it’s hinges (and yes that’s my actual weight, so don’t be a smart ass about it in the comments)

I would have normally apologized for breaking the door, but obviously this wasn’t the time or place for formalities. I scanned around quickly and ran for the nearest bit of cover I could see, which was actually a nearby forest. I ran past what appeared to be two... “Ponies” sitting on a public park bench, one sitting like I’d imagine an equine would, and the other sitting up more normal like in my case. The one sitting up was a light faded kind of green, and had orange eyes, with some kind of musical instrument on her flank as it seemed. She just stared at me slack-jawed, before quickly shaking the other pony awake, and pointing in the direction I had run in. I didn’t get a good look at the other one, since I was running by, but I think I remember her being a light shade of tan, or peach color possibly. Then again, I’m color blind to certain colors so what the heck do I know?

I didn’t look back however not really thinking I would have the time to, incase I had a mob chasing after me soon enough. I ran straight into the forest, not giving a care about how strange and different it appeared to be from the rest of the area surrounding it. I just kept running deeper into the forest, until I was out of breath about ten minutes later. I decided to take a break, and sat down beside a rather large tree, to think of what the heck I needed to do next....

*****

        Discord watched the monitor before him, the main target in mind being the human from another dimension. Discord had personally called him here a few months ago, to see if the human could actually help him. It seemed that he had picked wisely, for the human seemed to trust nobody, which meant he wouldn’t be able to make any friends. He sat back watching the human run around, while he ate his popcorn, inside his own (very empty) head. He watched with an evil grin on his face, poofing himself up a magical pair of 3-D glasses.

        The Discord sitting down groaned loudly, at the protest of his “Good” self (or rather his new self, ever since he became “reformed”) He facepalmed and looked at his other self. Since when did the Lord of Chaos care for anything other then himself? He should be able to do what he wanted freely! Cause some trouble and whatnot! He cursed himself in his own mind, which echoed loudly in the blank empty whiteness that was the abyss of his mind.

        “Hey! I heard that!” Said the Good Discord. Bad Discord got up, and sighed.

        “Well no duh. We share the same mind you dunce.... As for him-” he said motioning to the TV monitor. “-where’s the fun in just bringing him to us? Why not make a little adventure out of it?” He gave a (somewhat evil) chuckle, but noticed the look the other him was giving him. He sighed, and put his arm around his other self’s shoulder. “Besides, how else are we going to entertain the audience?” He said, pointing directly to the reader....

(You just had to break the fourth wall didn’t you Discord? UGH! Honestly! Remind me to make your other self REALLY annoying in the future!)

“Love you to sweetie~” He said, giving the author a sly wave of his hand, and an

trollface like smile.

        “Hmm.... Point taken.” Said the Good him, and sat back down making himself his own pair of 3-D glasses, and returning the others back to himself.

        “Glad you could see it my way!” He patted the other him on the back, right when he was eating some popcorn. The Good him began choking, while the other him sat back on the old, beat up couch, which was breaking under the weight of the two. “Roll the clip!” He announced loudly. He quickly searched around the innards of the couch for the remote, kicking the other him in the neck, which eased his breath exponentially. He then pulled out the remote, and pressed the “play” button, thus putting my story back in motion.

*****

        I sat there for only a few moments more, before I decided to stand up. I began brushing myself off, preparing for a small jog back towards the town, since they would most likely search for me deeper within the woods. Then when things cool down, I’ll see if I can’t get a talk in with one of them maybe, and find out a little more about this Discordwho brought me here in the- “Grrrrrr...” I froze, and just bearly turned my head to the side, to see deep red glowing eyes coming from in a nearby bush.

        “.... Right.... Of course...” Then without any warning, I shot off towards the way I came, with a little bit of an alteration. Then I heard a loud howling from deeper within the woods, and many more join it. If I had learned anything from my years and experiences of TV and Movies. That was a sign that you were in some DEEP trouble.

        I ran for at least a good 15 minutes, still hearing the barking and howling coming from a distance. They were quickly gaining on me now, since I was so out of shape (curse me for my fluffiness) Thankfully though I was on the edge of the forest, a wooden fence being the only thing that was blocking my path. I quickly hopped the fence, and continued running, through what appeared to be some kind of apple orchard. I heard the howling die off in the distance, which surprised me to look back towards the fence, which I could still see clearly. They had all stopped at the wooden fence, as if afraid to cross it.

        I kept running, and couldn’t really give it a second thought, in case they decided I was worth crossing the fence for. After a good two minutes I came upon what looked to be barn of some sort, so I ran into it, opening the giant wooden doors with a loud squeaking noise, and shut it behind me, putting my weight up against the doors, trying to catch my breath.

        I shut my eyes, and just turned around to collapse against the doors, throwing my backpack to the side for a moment. I kept panting heavily, before opening my eyes, looking up at the ceiling....

        “Eh-hem!” My breathing was loudly interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I instantly looked frontwards, noticing the giant red Pony in front of me. He had a dirty blonde kind of mane, and tail, with a green apple sliced in half on his flank, and a piece of straw in his mouth, which actually seemed to suit him pretty well, all things considering. He was an all red stallion who, and even though he didn’t say anything, still scared the living Jebus out of me, just with the staring match that was initiated the moment I look forwards.

        “..... Uh.... I was chased by Wolves?” I just said, my mind incapable of saying anything more, probably because of the lack of oxygen I was getting.

        “Eeyup” He just said before he continually began to glare me down.

        I admit I was already a sweaty mess,from all of that running. I jut gave him a sort of dumbfounded look for most of the time. I slowly began to rise, and reached for my backpack, when he snorted loudly, as if he was forbidding it. I slowly pulled myself away from the backpack, standing back up, my legs in no shape to run again anytime soon. “Alright.... Can I ask why?” I said, dusting myself off a little. He just continued chewing on his straw, as if to say I already knew my answer. I raised an eyebrow, at him a little confused, until he walked over, and bucked it to my feet, revealing some strange kind of yellow, and red flower, that had grown into it. Literally it had attached itself to my backpack, vines encasing it, creating a very strong grip.

        The Stallion re-approached it with some kind of hedge trimmers, and cutting off the flower from the root that had entangled my backpack. Almost instantly the vines started to turn grey and wither away, almost like dust on my backpack. I began to reach for it, but stopped, and looked up at the stallion. He simply nodded giving me the go ahead.

        I Look at the small flower on the ground, and then went to my backpack, pulling out one of the boxes of Cheez-its I told you all about earlier (honestly I can’t survive without the stuff) and I pulled out the unopened bag, putting it back in my backpack. I could tell the Red stallion behind me was giving me some strange looks, but I didn’t bother to look at him. I gently scooped the flower into the box, shutting it tightly as the roots were already growing back.

        I quickly pulled out my Duct-tape (or gaffer-tape as some English readers may call it) and began to neatly wrap the Box in the stuff, making sure there were no folds in the tape, so the roots couldn’t grow out. Then when I did, I placed the box (gently) back into my backpack, a little proud that I didn’t ensnare myself in the roots. I zipped up my backpack, after putting everything away, and turned back to the Red Stallion.

        “Um.... Thank you for uh.... you know, not kicking me straight out of your barn....” I said rubbing the back of my neck. He just nodded, chewing on his piece of straw. “.... Anyway, I’m uh.... I’m Alex” I said, holding out my hand to the stallion. I had to admit I was taking a big risk by telling him my name, but he seemed like a quiet type of per- err... pony. A little like myself really.

        He looked at my hand studyingly, before putting his hoof in it. “Big Macintosh... but most call me Big Mac.” He said, somehow managing to keep his straw in his mouth. I had to admit I was a little taken aback but his sudden ability to say more then two syllables, but he just chuckled lightly. “Didn’t expect me to say much did ya?”

        I smiled and simply nodded my head in return. “Hehe... yeah I guess I didn’t. You seemed more like the strong and silent type to me.”

        “Eeyup.” He said with a small wink. I only shook my head a little, trying to suppress a chuckle of my own. Then I turned and began walking to the door.

        “Well it was nice to meet you Big Mac. Sorry I can’t stay long, I need to go and find someone. He owes me a ride home.”

        “Hehe... well then I feel sorry for him, cuz it looks like yer not from round these parts.” He said a little slyly, making me think he knew something. “You two seem to have a long ride home then....”

I raised my eyebrow at him, a little accusingly. “Oh? Is that so? Well you wouldn’t mind telling me what you know about my home would you?” I asked him a little questionably, with obvious suspicion.

He just raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Well yer a human right? Lyra don’t ever stop talken about ya’ll, whenever she stops on by the applecart in the market. Honestly she’s so distracted with her ‘humans’ that anypony could cheat her out of her money without even realizing it.” He chuckled lightly, and turned towards some stacks of hay, getting ready to load them onto the cart.

“Lyra?.... you mean... The uh... the mare with the lyre thing on her flank? Light green, orange eyes?” I asked him, remembering the mare on the park bench.

“Eeyup” He said, as he loaded the first stack, going back for a second one. That was all he really said after that.

“Uh... well Alright...” Looks like I’ll have to go and pay this Lyra a visit then... “Well uh... thanks again Big Mac. Good luck with them uh... apples, I guess.” I said a little awkwardly.

“Eeyup...” He said then grunted as he loaded up another two stacks of hay, not looking at me at all.

At that point I decided to take my leave, turning towards the doors of the barn. I was about to leave when I thought of asking him something. “Hey Big Mac?”

He looked over to me for a moment, with an eyebrow raised. I took it as my cue to continue. “Tell me.... Do you know anyone- err.... “pony” who has a thing for time pieces?” I said holding up my wrist to the stallion, showing him the watch. “My watch doesn’t seem to tell time....”

*****

        The TARDIS doors burst open, and the Doctor ran in, a complete and total mess... well.... More so than he usually did anyway. “Alex! We’ve got a problem!”

        I groaned “Ugh! What did you do now Doc?” I said shutting my laptop, and looked at him. “Wow! .... What the heck happened to you?!” A asked him a little confused, as to why he was burnt to a crisp, and his mane was still on fire (slightly.)

        “Uh, well.... Looks like you might be a bit later than I thought you might be.” He said with an “oopsie” kind of smile. I groaned more, and looked towards the laptop, opening it again. I was just about to get to the good part too!

        “How long?” I asked in a annoyed voice.

        “Until we lose them” he just said quickly pressing buttons and pulling levers on the TARDIS console. How he was able to do it with hooves is beyond me.

        “..... I should probably hang onto something then huh?” I asked him, quickly packing the laptop into the backpack.

        “Oh definitely!” He said, a little TOO excitedly. “Framfarir!” He called out throwing the lever.

        I grabbed the closest thing I could (which was the chair I was sitting in moments ago, as Gravity seemed to flip on us, (The Doctor somehow managing to stay on his hind hooves the entire time.) I Howled in fear (Howled sounds manlier than screaming like a little girl) as the TARDIS took off, not sure where, or rather WHEN we would end up next. So until then my readers!