Chaos in Equestria Book Two: Tabula Rasa

"Celestia, I can explain!" Twilight pleaded.

"No time!" She shouted, "Spike sent me a letter. That's not what's important! Don't you see? Never in Equestria have any ponies acted so selfishly, or spread so much panic, or lied to so many ponies at once! Do you know what you've done? You've unleashed Discord! ...Again!"

  It was almost nightfall. At about this time, a certain flying machine was most likely being crashed into Canterlot’s public square, but that was the least of Celestia's list of problems. Discord was proud to claim his rightful place on the top of that list. He was still sitting on the top of his stone pedestal. Chips of split rock were strewn across the green grass. He stretched out his arms and yawned. He was so glad that he could move again, his joints were very stiff. He looked at his surroundings, it was so tranquil, so peaceful, and beaultiful. It disgusted him so. The sight of something beautiful that could be senseless and chaotic made him sick to his stomach.

  “You know, after the first time you’re turned to stone, it’s not so bad,” He said to himself in a way only a madpony would, “It’s like a big nap. Oh, Celestia is such a fool. If she were smart, she would have locked up my statue and thrown away the key. But, here I am in the Canterlot Sculpture Garden... again. All of this, just because the princess thought it would be a good idea to use me as a 'public example' so everypony could learn to be kind and blah blah blah blah BLAH!” He took a deep breath, 'But, I suppose that makes me lucky. For once, somepony did something rediculous and it wasn't me. I should be happy for her."

  He shifted his focus to a statue of a pony, standing on its hind hoofs. The statue was meant to be a symbol of Freedom and Justice. “And who might you be? I just love your mane.” He waited for a response from the statue. He didn’t get one. The statue just continued being a lifeless, chiseled rock. He became angry and shouted, “It is very, very rude to give somepony the cold shoulder when they ask you a question. So, I'll ask you one more time. What is your name?” He still received no the same, lifeless response.

  He roared, “You are done for, pal!” He pulled back his hands, waited a moment, and pushed them forward. Nothing happened. He stood still with his arms extended. “Why didn’t that work?” he shouted. He tried to do it again, then again, then again. Nothing happened. He thought out loud, “So, what’s the one thing that is different from the last time? Let’s see... I had a much better looking mane. I haven’t brushed in a while. No, that can’t be it, my mane is always beautiful. It could have something to do with the weather. What was the weather like last time? Maybe it’s my new shoes… I don’t wear shoes. I should start wearing shoes. I would look pretty good with some nice duds. Wait; there was something that was bigger… What was it? Aha! Now I remember! Those awful Element Bearers did that… rainbow thing and made Equestria all harmonious and beautiful… and boring. Last time I was free I stole the Elements, and then I started to win, but when they got them back... Chaos must have no influence when they are connected to the Elements of Harmony.” He sighed, “I played too fair. I was doing everything right, and they cheated! I can't let them cheat this tome, I won't! ...Okay, you’ve stated the problem, Good job Discord!” He put a claw on his chin, “Now, what to do, what to do?” He pondered for a moment, “Aha! I know what to do! Yes, it’s the perfect plan!”

  Minutes later, Discord sat on a rock with a baby duck billed platypus strapped to his head. He scratched his head. “Hmm, I really thought this would make me more powerful…” he said, “It doesn’t seem to be working… No matter! I’ll just find those Elements and destroy them! Then I will have my power!” He looked up at the platypus, “I’m such a genius, don’t you think?” The platypus shook its head up and down. Discord started to pace back and forth. “Well, I’ll need a little help,” he said, “I’m powerless, so I’ll need a good, mindless henchman or two… But where will I find somepony like that? Hmm, let’s see. I’ve heard rumors, hearing rumors is the only thing you can do when you’re a statue. I may need to push them, but they will be perfect. Yes, they’ll get the Elements for me; and when they do, I’ll destroy the Elements, and chaos will be the only power! And I will reign supreme again! I'll make Equestria into the place it was meant to be! Everything will be fun and exciting, not peaceful and safe! Equestria will be mine, all mine!” He laughed maniacally, “Oh, I just crack myself up sometimes.” He looked back at the statue. “And don’t think I’m just going to be forgetting all about you, pal! You will get yours, just you wait.”

  Luckily for him, he didn't need any magical powers to fly. He spread his mismatched wings and took flight. He was not a graceful flyer, he hadn't used his wings in at least a few centuries. But, he could do it none the less. After a few moments he flew back and placed the duck billed platypus on his pedistal. "You stay here, little guy. I've got to go and bring chaos, and misery to everything that was once good in this world," he said.