Some Love

“Try and catch me!”

Discord grunted as he tripped over his own tail, and watched as the white foal scuttled away from him, laughing all the way.

“Come on, you can do better than that! Don’t be lame, Dissy!”

“Well, it’s hard when I’ve got this dumb tail,” Discord griped, wiggling his tail around as he jogged. “It was so much smaller just a few weeks ago...”

“Well, you’ve still got one small thing,” Celestia said, sticking her tongue out playfully. Discord blushed and frowned indignantly, squeezing his legs together.”

“Hey, you take that back!”

Celestia waggled her tongue around. “Make me!”

With a growl, Discord lunged forward and attempted to tackle Celestia, who shrieked and flapped her wings as hard as she could, taking off into the air. Discord fell on his stomach, and bounced a bit, rolling down a small hill that bordered the field that they were playing about in.

Celestia laughed at Discord’s tumble, right up until she flew backwards into a low hanging branch on a nearby tree. Letting out a gasp of pain, Celestia fell down onto Discord, clutching her head with her hooves.

“Ow! Celly!” Discord moaned. “Watch where you’re going!”

“Hey, I’m not the one who fell down the hill because of his big, clumsy tail,” Celestia shot back.

Discord narrowed his eyes at Celestia. The foal returned his chilling glance with a sly smile, and shifted on his chest, her wings rustling.

“Your big, clumsy tail is kinda cute, though...”

Discord rolled his eyes. “Are we doing this AGAIN?”

Celestia giggled and gave Discord a quick peck on the cheek. “You know you love it, Dissy.”

Discord grunted, and placed his talon and paw on Celestia’s sides, holding her in place. “I don’t like being called ‘Dissy’,” he said in a low, dangerous voice.

“And I don’t like being called Celly, but I let you do it anyway,” Celestia said in similarly low voice, hers being cut with a vague sultriness.

“You know, I could have my own way about this...” Discord’s tongue slid out from between his lips, and the edges of his mouth curled.

Celestia cocked an eyebrow. “You don’t have the mettle, Dissy.”

“Oh yeah?” Discord arched his head up, lips puckered. Celestia chuckled to herself, and puckered her own; slowly, the two inched towards each other, each holding back for they were afraid of what was to come. Ever so slowly, they got closer and closer, until—

“Sister! What art thou doing with that cur?”

Celestia’s eyes shot open, and she pulled herself up so that she slipped from Discord’s grasp, and ended up sitting on his stomach. Discord’s kiss flew forward, and ended up landing somewhere in Celestia’s wing, gaining nothing but a mouthful of feathers for his courageous efforts.

“Luna! What are you DOING here?” Celestia asked, her voice burning with embarrassment and annoyance alike. “You have studies!”

“We finished them early, so our mother sent us to find out where you had taken flight to,” Luna said with an upturned muzzle. “And we see that you are cavorting with the serpent.”

“He has a name, Luna. And don’t speak like that outside of studies, it just makes you sound pretentious and annoying,” Celestia spat at her sister, slowly getting up from Discord and walking towards the slope of the hill. Discord propped himself up on his arms, a blush radiating off his cheeks as he looked at Celestia and Luna both.

“A serpent’s name is best left distant from the tongue of an Equestrian,” Luna replied, voice chock-full of haughtiness. “And we are to be Princesses one day, Celestia. We are best suited to speaking in a proper manner.”

“See, now all of that was just unnecessary,” Celestia said with a sigh. “We’re just friends here! We don’t have to speak like we would as though we were addressing a royal!”

“Say what you will about yourself, but we are no friend of the serpent,” Luna said disdainfully, casting a sour glance over at Discord. Discord stuck his tongue out at Luna in retaliation.

“Can you two at least attempt to be civil around each other?” Celestia asked, rolling her eyes. “I enjoy getting embroiled in a fight as much as the next filly, but it’s become rather tiresome for you two to be doing it all the time, every time you meet.”

“Hey, she starts it! She’s mean to me just because I’m a draconequus! That’s like, super racist!” Discord said indignantly, pointing is talon at her accusingly.

“We do not ‘start’ anything with the serpent that isn’t already coming to him,” Luna stated simply.

“Look, she won’t even talk to me directly! Tia, this isn’t fair, she’s the one causing all the problems!”

Celestia groaned loudly. “Look, I don’t care who starts it or who does what! All I care about is who puts an end to the whole moaning and groaning and constant back and forth between you two!”

“We feel the need to remind our sister that she was previously berating us for using proper speech immediately prior to this conversation,” Luna pointed out with an arched eyebrow.

Celestia grit her teeth. “Look here, Luna, I—”

“Discord! Whatever are you doing?”

“Oh no...” Discord moaned under his breath, covering his eyes with his paw.

The two foals stopped their arguing prematurely and looked over at the source of the voice. Standing there, only a few feet away, was a being that looked like Discord, were he significantly older. He was also laden in robes of magenta, trimmed with gold and inscribed with runes unreadable to the sisters. He held clutched in his claw an old, thick book bound in leather.

“Discord, who is this?” Celestia asked, frowning.

“I am Discord’s father,” the elder draconequus said shortly, giving the white foal a vague grimace, as if just looking at her left an unpleasant taste in his mouth. “And I am here to collect you, Discord, from the clutches of the Equestrians.”

“Hey! We don’t have him in our clutches!” Celestia cried out indignantly.

“Yeah, dad, they weren’t—” Discord began before his father cut him off swiftly.

“You are not to be in the presence of the equines, my child! We made this very clear. There can simply be no cross interactions between our two races, except at the highest of levels.”

“Aha! Now who is being racist? It is not us!” Luna said triumphantly.

Discord’s father turned to Luna and gave her a cold look. “It would be best for you to hold your tongue, blue foal. The ire of the draconequus is not something you should seek out. That notwithstanding, pride always comes before the fall.”

Luna looked down at her hooves, her blush mostly masked by the color of her fur, yet still visible due to its intensity.

“Now come, Discord! We must get home now!” Discord’s father held out his talon to his son.

“But da-ad...” Discord moaned, tail flopping in the grass defiantly.

“I said come NOW,” his father commanded, the stern expression turning to one of anger. “Come now, or face repercussions at home in the magnitude of which you will wish you never experienced!”

Discord sighed, and got to his hooves, walking over towards his father. With one last, forlorn glance at Celestia, who waved him a small goodbye with her hoof, he placed his talon in his father’s.

The two were gone in a flash of light a moment later.