Discord was in his own little world of mattel products and bright blue pools filled with no water. He imagined himself in a long blonde wig speeding into a cute little pink sports car while a bald man sang about partying with him. For all intensive purposes, this was completely normal for the draconequus. He smiled happily as his mismatched feet felt the familiar mossy bridge underneath him

Fluttershy’s cottage felt more wonderful and magnificent than any castle he could imagine, and he could imagine quite a lot. It was the one place where he could feel at peace, without needing to conjure up some form of entertainment like a magical unicorn with ADHD. He shut his eyes and his pace quickened. He knew this route by heart and was almost to the door when he felt a small pressure on his ankle.

He opened his eyes and looked down to see Angel staring up at him, standing in front of Fluttershy’s closed door. “Oh hi fuzzball!” Discord grinned, waving at the bunny, “Just coming in for Flutter’s and I’s Thursday Tea Time.” He made a step to walk around the bunny, but Angel quickly darted to where his other foot moved and stopped him.

Discord raised an eyebrow curiously. He wasn’t sure if the rabbit was playing a game, but for Flutter’s sake, he would play a long. He knelt down to the rabbit’s level and in an old sportsman voice, spoke, “Sorry champ, I’d love to play catch with you, but your mom and I got a tea party to get to. Keep practicing that spitball I taught ya” Discord handed him a baseball which the rabbit quickly threw at his head.

The draconequus had barely enough time to dodge the ball, managing to have it only knock off his headphones. Discord was annoyed now. “Now what’s all this about?” He began but stopped. It was quiet. Too quiet. Normally he would hear Fluttershy’s lovely singing voice calling to the birds while the sounds of cooking emanated from her cottage windows but all that came from the house was silence. And Discord did not like silence. Silence was boring.

There was something strange going on and he resisted the urge to immediately barge in and start asking questions. He had been working very hard at learning self control and he wasn’t going to spoil it all now because of an obstinate rabbit and some creepy silence. And a strange smell.

It wasn’t a smell he was familiar with and it wasn’t so much of a smell as it was a scent, but it was different. I like different, he thought. He took in the scent carefully and stiffened a little as he felt his temperature rise a little. He shook his head. That was a little too different for me, he admitted, hoping that his momentary weirdness was not observed by the angry little door guardian.

It was. And now Angel seemed even more determined to not allow Discord in. Discord knelt down again, but this time not close enough to be within striking distance. “Hey Angel, I’ve got a nice tasty carrot for you,” he tempted, dangling a juicy carrot in front of the rabbit’s eyes. Angel glanced at it longingly but shook his head and pointed for Discord to leave.

Discord grinned. I bet something really fun is going on now. It is always more fun when you’re not allowed to get in on it. Discord cleared his throat and stood up. “Oh dear, well it seems I have been bested by my best friend’s guard rabbit. I guess I have no choice but to leave,” he announced loudly. He turned and snapped his fingers.

The sound of clucking and cawing erupted from the chicken coop as the chickens suddenly charged out of a previously locked (but now mysteriously open) coop towards the storage shed. Angel glared at a halo spouting Discord and made a notion as if to say, “Wait there and don’t you dare open this door,” before the rabbit charged after the chickens. Discord waited for the rabbit to be out of sight before keeping to his word and phasing through the door, never once opening it.

The house was just as silent in the inside as it was from the outside. Discord shifted uncomfortably, setting down the picnic basket by the front door. “Fluttershy! It’s me! I’m here for our tea time!” he called out hopefully.

No answer. He twirled his beard thoughtfully and checked his mental calendar. He had the right date and the right time. Heck, he even had the right year (he had made that mistake once or twice before). And Fluttershy would have written to him if something had come up. Or at least left him a note on the door. And what was up with Angel? He knew the rabbit didn’t care for him, but the rabbit usually waited a few minutes after his arrival before he started trying to assault him.

His body went rigid as the sensation that had temporarily gripped him outside returned. He looked upwards to the stairs and thought he could hear some soft noises. He floated up the stairs so as not to make a noise and drifted until he came to Fluttershy’s bedroom door. It was closed.

He was pretty sure he could hear Fluttershy in there but she was so quiet, even by her standards, that he wasn’t sure. He was hesitant to try to open this door however. It was one thing to go through the front door, but a bedroom door. It was different somehow. Yet he swore he could still hear something from behind so he pressed his ear up to the door carefully. The scent is stronger here. Wait, what is she doing?

A soft, drawn out moan greeted his ears and his whole body went straight as a stick. Did she just? Did I just hear Fluttershy moan? Discord jerked his head back and looked around wildly to see if there was anyone else in the hallway and finding it was just him, he put his head against the door again.

Another moan, this one even longer than the last one. Her voice traveled through his longer serpentine body and sent sparks from his head to his toes. A sudden pang of guilt nestled in his stomach and he reflected for a moment that maybe he shouldn’t be here. He did not have long to consider the morality of his actions however. In his suddenly excited state, Discord realised a little too late that his tail had snapped in exhilaration, magicking his outstretched head through the door.

Fluttershy gave a small surprised shriek as Discord’s head popped through the door and stopped. She yanked the blankets up to her nose immediately as Discord quickly tried to recover from his less than graceful entrance. “Honey, I’m home!” He called out, beaming at the sight of Fluttershy...or at least what he could see of her since the majority of her was covered in a blanket.

Under normal circumstances, Fluttershy would be quick to recover from one of Discord’s spontaneous entrances. But in her current state, all she could manage was to open and close her mouth silently. Finally she cleared her throat and squeaked out a, “Hi Discord!”

Discord grinned wickedly. It looks like I haven’t lost some of my touch after all, he gloated internally at the surprised look on her face. He had missed giving her a good scare as Fluttershy had grown immune to his tactics. But it looks like he was lucky today. He could almost forget the strange noises that he heard just moments earlier.

Discord went to pull his head back out of the door and his grin froze when nothing happened. He tried to jerk back again. Am I stuck? He couldn’t pull his head backwards through the door where the rest of his body stood. There is something about this room. I’m having a hard time concentrating. Discord considered, trying to understand why he was unable to magic his head back through the solid wood door.

“Um, hello Discord?” He looked back at Fluttershy who was peeking more of her body out of the blankets. She looked like she was expecting something from him.

“Oh yes Fluttershy? Had you said something?” Discord cursed himself internally. He didn’t like to appear weak. And when his magic didn’t do what he wanted to, he felt exceptionally vulnerable. And when he was vulnerable, he wasn't on guard as best as he should be.

Fluttershy giggled. There was something about Discord that always made her smile. Even though his mind was elsewhere, she didn’t mind repeating the question for him. She actually found his social awkwardness more charming than normal. She cleared her throat and asked, “Um, what are you doing here?”

Discord froze. Did she know that he had been listening at her door? What a creep that would make him appear. “Oh why I was listening to your door? Well I could have sworn I heard some awful termites in here talking about how they were going to eat all of Equestria and I knew I had to stop-” Discord began to lie.

“I mean, what are you doing at my house?” Fluttershy paused and almost did a double take, “Wait, did you say you were listening at my door?”

Discord felt a bead of sweat form at his brow. Wow, it just got a lot warmer in here he tried to tell himself. He observed Fluttershy to see if she understood his accidental admission of guilt and noticed with some curiosity that she also seemed to be warm. Her cheeks were flushed with a darker shade of pink and she also appeared to be perspiring. For some reason, she appeared more beautiful than he normally noticed. The only thing that drew his attention away from her was a large lump that was covered under the blankets by her hooves.

“I’m here for our tea party,” Discord began slowly, his eyes not leaving the lump to see if it would move. Is it big enough to be another pony?

Fluttershy gasped, “Oh my goodness! You’re right! Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry. I completely forgot!” A wave of guilt hit her and she sat up a bit more, shifting herself in her bed. Discord didn’t make any sign that he heard her and she became uncomfortable. And then paranoid. Does he know? Oh my gosh. How could he know? She furtively looked around the room and saw with some relief that in the brief second of warning she had when Discord came through her door, she had shoved Twilight’s book under the bed out of sight and into the pile of now warm ice packs. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know. She internally calmed herself.

Fluttershy realized he was staring suspiciously straight at the pile and her eyes widened. Oh my gosh. He knows everything!! Why didn’t Angel stop him? Fluttershy bit her lip. Where was Angel anyway? She knew the two didn’t get along very well, but they would usually tow the line for her sake. But with Angel being very protective at the moment, Fluttershy doubted the rabbit would have let Discord just stroll in here. “Um, Discord? Did you see Angel when you walked in?”

Discord glanced at her and smirked, “I can’t say that I had. It sounds like you don’t want me here, my dear Fluttershy.”

“Oh! But I do want you!” Fluttershy quickly spoke with a lot more emphasis than she anticipated. The inflection was not unnoticed by Discord and he swiveled his head toward her. A blush crept on both of their cheeks and Fluttershy did not make eye contact, choosing instead to find something interesting on the bottom of one of her wings instead.

That was odd. Discord noted, ignoring a tug in his chest and the Pegasus’s words. He raised an eyebrow. “Fluttershy, I can’t help but ask if something is going on here that you’re not sharing?”

Fluttershy looked back at her smirking friend fearfully. She wasn’t sure if he knew but he certainly was acting like it. Her heartbeat was so rapid at this point that it was making it difficult for her to hear her own thoughts. “Um, nope. Nothing. Nothing at all.” she attempted to lie. Gosh, it’s really warm in here. She thought. It felt like there was a pot simmering in her chest.

Discord grinned even wider. Did she just try to lie to me? How delightful. He certainly enjoyed a change from the norm and watching Fluttershy attempting to deceive the master of tricksters could prove to be quite entertaining. “Is there something under the covers?” he sweetly asked.

Fluttershy did not respond. The pink blush that had lit up her cheeks vanished and she appeared pale. She almost looks guilty, he observed. He was about to ask again when an odd thought struck him. Does she have somepony else in here? His smile froze as the foreign thought wormed its way into his brain.

Fluttershy would never have another pony here. Discord argued with himself. But you also thought she would never lie to you. The awful thought countered.

Discord grumbled. She would never have another pony. She wouldn’t do that to me. He stopped smiling. What was he talking about? What would Fluttershy having a colt friend mean to him? He wasn’t sure but he didn’t like the thought either way.

“Is there...somepony...under your covers?” Discord asked, his voice unnaturally cold and his eyes narrowed.

The sudden change in Discord’s voice caught Fluttershy’s attention and she looked over in concern. Discord wasn’t smiling anymore. Fluttershy couldn’t comprehend why the sudden change, but she found herself growing angry at the insinuation. I might be in heat, but I certainly am no loose filly! “Of course not! What kind of pony do you think I am?” Fluttershy huffed. She folded her hooves and turned her nose up at him, “Honestly, Discord. If this is your idea of a joke, I don’t care for it!”

Fluttershy didn’t understand why it bothered her so much for Discord to suggest that she had another lover. I mean, a lover. I don’t even have a love. Fluttershy corrected herself. Do I have a love? These thoughts further confused her already heat induced brain.

She was even more confused when Discord seemed to become almost giddy at her angry outburst. “Oh good.” Discord sighed.

“Good?” Fluttershy questioned.

Discord coughed, “Um good.”

There was an awkward silence between the two, neither of them meeting each other’s eyes. Fluttershy mustered up the courage to try to begin the conversation, “You see, Discord-”

“You won’t tell me, will you?” Discord gently asked.

Fluttershy shook her head slowly, “Uhmm, well…”

“Fine, fine.” Discord shrugged, or at least tried to with only his head visible. “I can see that I am still clearly an outsider to this whole friendship thing!” He winked at her to alleviate her sudden concern and Fluttershy giggled, realizing he wasn’t entirely serious in that claim.

“Well I think I can go start a pot of tea if you can leave my door alone.” Fluttershy laughed. Discord nodded and attempted to yank his head backwards…

...only for nothing to happen...Again.

Discord blinked in confusion and tried to do it again. Nothing. He really was stuck. He snapped his fingers behind the door. Nada. Fluttershy hadn’t noticed yet. She was too busy straightening out the folds of her sheet and talking about tea. She thinks I’m still playing. But my magic isn’t working!

Fluttershy noticed he looked confused and stopped her discussion of chamomile. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes! Good. I’m 100%!” Discord squeaked before he could catch himself. His response only made Fluttershy laugh as he watched her helplessly. Even though he felt even more vulnerable at her laughter, he couldn’t help but smile goofily.

He loved hearing her laughter. It was soft and sweet. Almost like a melody. This was kind laughter, not the type to be used to make someone feel different, but to make someone feel welcome. Even though he was nervous, he felt put at ease as he watched how her lips curled into a smile. He really liked those lips as they formed words.

“Discord, did you hear me?” DIscord shook his head, realizing that those lips he was just admiring had actually formed words and he had not heard them.

“Er..”

“Are you stuck?”

“Umm”’

“You’re not just playing another trick are you?” Fluttershy asked cautiously.

“...” Discord hung his head down.

Fluttershy smiled. “Hang on, I’ll try to pull you out,” She offered, carefully leaving her bed. She made sure that the ice packs and book were still hidden under her blankets. The change in air that brushed between her legs as she left the safety of the blankets made her shiver slightly. The air tickled her exposed nethers and she quickly stifled a moan before it could escape her lips.

You can do this Fluttershy, she told herself. You’ll just pull him out until he stops playing this game, and then you will be a good friend and give him tea and then make him leave. The thought of spending time with Discord, even under these circumstances, brought another smile to her lips. She truly enjoyed her time with him and if the situation had been different, they might even have had a slumber party!

The thought of sleeping snuggled next to Discord flashed in her mind and she hesitated a moment. Where did that come from? She wondered as she approached the draconequus. They NEVER slept together. At least not like that. Not on purpose. There was that one time when we fell asleep by the fire Fluttershy admitted. A stinging hot flash seared her thighs at the memory and she exhaled sharply. I really got to get Discord out of here so I can take care of this.

Meanwhile, the draconequus was immersed in thoughts of his own. Why didn’t my magic work? he asked himself. He felt a little light headed thinking of it, but this time, shaking his head did not clear it like it had in the past. What’s this? he looked up to see Fluttershy nervously approaching him.

There was something about Fluttershy. Something different. He couldn’t quite place it. She seemed more full of energy. Like a fire had been set under her. She appeared to have been sweating. Maybe she could feel the strange heat in the room as well. Her sweat did not make her any less beautiful. In fact, it seemed to only glisten off her toned, supple fur-

“Um...how do we do this?” Her voice snapped Discord back from wherever his mind had gone and he blinked in surprise as she was inches away from her.

“Pull it,” Discord mumbled.

“What?” Fluttershy asked.

“Er,” Discord corrected himself, “You could just pull me through. I would push myself back but I don’t want to wreck your door with my amazing strength.” He smiled. “Plus, splinters hurt even more when you get them stuck in a talon.”

“Well I would have pulled out every one if I had to. Even if I had to use my tongue.” Fluttershy beamed innocently.

Discord sweated. Her tongue. The image of Fluttershy running her tongue over his paws, awakened something within him that he had not felt in a while. He tried to keep a straight face and respond with a nonchalant comeback when he suddenly felt his face pressed against the luxurious mane of Fluttershy.

Fluttershy had wrapped her hooves around his neck and was attempting to pull his head towards her small body.

Discord had to admit, he was a more hands on creature, if for no other reason then that he knew it annoyed ponies. Particularly eggheads like Princess Twilight. But he did like touching Fluttershy a lot more than the other girls. Maybe it was due to the fact that she seemed to understand and welcome his advances. Maybe it was because he liked how soft she was.

He relaxed. He wished his arms were on this side of the door so he could run them through the silky mane of his friend. He settled for nuzzling his cheek unconsciously into her mane, releasing some of that scent he caught earlier.

That scent. Discord took a whiff of Fluttershy as she continued to pull. Is Fluttershy giving off this delightful smell? Discord wondered. There was certainly something intoxicating about it as it made his mind all fuzzy and numb. He felt the spell of the scent travel down his body. “Fluttershy are you using a new kind of shamp-?” And then his voice died in his throat as he felt a part of his body touch the door.

This, this cannot be happening! He mentally screamed at himself. He had to be imagining it. Behind the safety and privacy of the door, his paw reached down toward his nether regions, to hopefully deny his sus-NOPE! His eyes almost popped out of his skull.

He had an erection. A full on erection. He was in full salute. The sword was unsheathed and resting against her door. To say he was horrified would have been an understatement. Pure terror gripped him. He was pitching a tent at his closest friend’s home and he had no idea why. It was with another horror, that he realised that Fluttershy was actually having some success in pulling his head through the door, despite her lack of athletic prowess.

He could feel his member twitch at the sound of her every grunt and groan as she pulled on his head. He had to stifle his own groan as he felt pressure twinge his bulging member. Something about Fluttershy was causing this. And he didn’t like it...right?

The thought of himself being pulled through her door and exposing himself to her was unimaginable, yet his imagination was certainly doing it’s best to try to conjure up an image. In a few moments, she would be successful in pulling him through, and then... I have to act fast! Discord’s mind raced and with a last ditch effort snapped his fingers again.

Fluttershy suddenly found herself falling backwards as Discord’s head fell off the door with balloon pop sound. She squealed as she flumped onto the ground, thankfully landing her rump onto a wayward pillow. Discord was less lucky. His head bounced painfully against the hardwood floor before landing directly into the soft folds of her lap. Fluttershy turned to her rump and mumbled an “Ow..that hurt”.

Discord, on the other hand, was going through a huge upheaval of feelings. Pain was the farthest thing from his mind. The fuzziness that had encroached on his mind blotted out everything else. Her irritated voice sounded so far away. He forced himself back to reality to see her starting to tend to him, checking to see if he was okay after his fall. Discord gave a weak smile and in his best Italian voice said, “I’ made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.”

Fluttershy sighed. “Oh Discord.” The head chuckled and blipped out of existence. The bedroom door opened and the draconequus swiveled his head inside her bedroom. His mast was still at half staff and he took advantage of her door to hide the bottom part of him.

“Ladies first,” Discord smiled and Fluttershy walked out the door followed closely, but not too closely by the stressed draconequus.

Thank goodness he can’t see my face, Fluttershy thought gratefully as she attempted to hide her strawberry face in the folds of her mane.

“Thank goodness she can’t see my erection.”

“What?”

“NOTHING!” Dammit.

Author's Note

Chapter done and out of the way. Did not give the sex warnings yet but there may be some in the next chapter. Hope you like it. :)