Twilight and the rest of her friends stared at each other for the longest time that they could've ever remembered. They remembered a strange mare and a strange stallion walking in, then the mare said she wanted to be creative. When the stallion suggested a poem, everything went down under.

They remembered that Pinkie had jumped at the opportunity, and then...

Rarity quickly stood up to find the nearest garbage can, Fluttershy shriveled into a ball, Pinkie's mane and tail went flat and her coat went dull, Rainbow started to rock back and forth, Applejack hid her eyes under the rim of her hat. But Twilight's reaction was the most strangest of all, and she quickly wrote a letter to last person in Equestria that show write to.

Discord.

Using her own magic, not bothering to call for Spike, the letter disappeared in pop, and returned just as fast. Quickly she opened the letter and the Draconequus popped out from it.

"Hahahaha! I'm so glad you wrote to me! Now, what is you..." His sentence trailed off as he looked at ponies more closely noticing their frightened expressions. "Want... Twilight, as much as I love getting pranked, and please tell me this, but why do I smell something bad brewing?" He asked, any hint of mockery and irritation gone.

"Sadly... I'm not... You see, a strange mare and stallion came inside today..." She trailed off of her sentence. She looked around at her friends seeing their fear. And she did something that Discord didn't expect.

She latched onto him in a hug and began blubbering in his fur.

"I was so scared! I thought I was next! I mean, I was scared when I fought down you, but you were like a child!" Discord wasn't sure to be insulted by that or not. "I was afraid for my life... when those ponies— no, those things came in and..." She began to cry even more into Discord's chest.

In all honesty, Discord had never really seen Twilight so scared. Then he looked around at the others. They looked to be on the brink of insanity.

"What is that?" Discord pointed to the inky hoof print on the floor. Reaching out he places an eagle talon in it and licked. Despite being immortal, Discord still needed to breathe, so when the air was suddenly stolen out of him, he did the only he could. He grabbed his throat, and began choking. His eyes started to water, he bent over in a silent scream, and he did something that... scared himself...

He grabbed Twilight's neck and pulled, ripping her head off in happiness and relieve. And a voice...

Oh, Gods that voice...

"Someone's being creative again! They must really like to do it!"

He launched from the floor, staring at his hands. Seeing no blood on them, he quickly turned to the other six ponies who were watching him intently. He looked back at his hands, then when he turned again... It scared him even more...

Twilight and Rarity's skulls where protruding from the heads, Fluttershy and Dash's wings were melting right off their skin, and Pinkie and Applejack only shriveled like a rotten apple and began bleeding from different spot from their skin.

"The early bird catches the worm, the one who's late shall house them..."

Discord woke for the second time, and stared at Twilight who was still in his chest, and then looked at the other who were silently staring. He quickly turned back to Twilight. "Quickly," he said breathlessly, "Do something only you would do."

"D-dear Princess Cele-Celestia..."

He quickly wrapped he in a hug as well. "Shh... what you went through nopony— no, no one should ever go through... All of you went through something too, and saw the same thing... What did you see?"

Everyone stared at Pinkie and it was Applejack who spoke first. "We all saw Pinkie die..."

"Yeah," Rainbow wheezed out, "Those ponies did it..."

The rest nodded in silence.

"Chaos..."

"It's creative isn't it?"

"One does not simply have the time to be creative..."

Those voices... Everyone turned their heads towards the door to find the two ponies from before, Clock and Notepad, standing in the doorway.

Discord stared at these ponies... before he snapped his fingers and the six friends, plus himself, disappeared from the room.

"Hmm... we can have fun with those three that drove by on the scooter and the wagon?" Notepad suggested.

"While I would normally reply with something about mucking around, that does sound like a good idea." Clock nodded and stabbed her with his sword while she stabbed with the pencil up the bottom of his chin.

"I love you, Dearest." Clock said

"I love you too, Pookie."

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