Discord finds the golden cane given to dear old Twilight Sparkle sitting alone in the closet. Webs covering it, nothing to shield it from the cold. Now what kind of friend throws away a thoughtful gift?

Twilight Sparkle of course!

What kind of friend would Discord be if he let it rot? With the snap of his fingers, a wild golden unicorn appears and hours of snuggling begin.

Special thanks to Dash The Stampede, YourPersonalTherapist and Lord Of Dorkness for helping me with this story.