More than he bargained for

It was too late to do any real investigating so I decided to head to back to sweet apple acres for a much deserved rest, Applejack was of course waiting for me at the door. She had mud stains all over her face and clothes which I found pretty arousing, she explained that she took the liberty of doing all the chores for the day and thought it was only fair for me to fix Granny Smith's favorite rocking chair before I turn in for the night. I dusted off my hammer and nails, pulled up my sleeves, and got down to work on that old chair. Almost a half hour later the chair looked good as new, freshly polished and everything.

"There. This should last for three more generations at best." I yawned loudly as I took off my gloves, as was ready for some shut eye after a long day.

"Sam!" A familiar trio of voices called.

And that day just keeps getting longer, I turned around to see the trio of 18 year olds Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetiebelle standing right behind me. They looked like they ran a marathon due to them panting loudly.

"Whoa, where's the fire?"

"There's no fire. At least not right now anyways." Scootaloo laughed.

"Okay, then what's the big emergency?"

"You need to get over to Zecora's hut ASAP." Applebloom panted.

"Why? Did something happen? Also who's Zecora?"

"We'll explain later. Come on!" Sweetiebelle said grabbing my arm trying to pull me away from the front porch.

The others soon joined in and together they guided me to a large hut in the heart of the Everfree forest. Applebloom knocked on the door which immediately swung wide open, I was very skeptical of this situation but the three pushed me in anyway. Inside standing next to a large pot of bubbling green liquid was a tall women with skin and dress as the colors of stunning black and blessed white, she was sprinkling herbs into the concoction brewing in the pot as she chanted something mysterious. She soon noticed the 4 standing in her doorway, and she motioned them to fully enter.

"Come, bring him to me so I may see the voices that plague thee." She said not even looking in their direction.

The three pushed me towards her, she turned around and placed her hands on both sides of my face. She looked deep into my eyes and nodded.

"I see, the dark voices fill your head with thoughts of lust and greed indeed."

"What do you mean? What does any of this mean?"

She flicked me on my forehead.

"Ow." I winced.

"Blessed Magic flows through this lad, but small amounts of it has already gone bad."

"Did you have to flick me in my forehead to figure that out?"

"Do be quiet, for this method I stand by it."

The women picked up a large wooden spoon and dipped it in the pot.

"Swallow this."

"I-I'm sorry. I'm sure whatever this is must taste good and please forgive me of any offence but I just want to say.....I straight up have no idea who you are or what the heck is going on."

"I am Zecora and this potion I made, you will be sorry if you don't swallow this I'm afraid."

"But I-"

Zecora stuck the spoon in my mouth and held my lips tight so I wouldn't be able to spit it out. And F.Y.I I really wanted to, it tasted like rotten cottage cheese that has been rotting in the sun for about a month mixed with pure vomit. I reluctantly swallowed the fowl substance anyway and was immediately with a wave of heavy dizziness, I collapsed onto the floor before my vision went blurry........then dark altogether. When I woke up I found myself sitting in a large fancy velvet chair in the middle of a lounge like room similar to Twilight's den lit by a variety of candles found throughout the large room. Sitting across from me was a mare sitting in a chair just like mine, she was wearing a sparkling black dress that perfectly matched her black as coal fur and mane that looked as well as flowed like the night itself.

"Ah, Samuel. I'm so glad you could come and join us." She said sweetly.

"Uh, us?"

"Ah, has our guest of honor finally arrived?" A voice said.

Suddenly a second large velvet chair appeared next to the mare right before a figure rippled into view. What immediately caught me off guard was how.......normal this guy appeared. And by that I mean he looked surprisingly like a normal everyday human. He was a light skin toned man with greased sleek blonde hair wearing a formal suit and tie with the most evil smile you could imagine on his face and the only person I knew that fitted this description was my old high school math teacher.........wait a minute.

"Mr.Hyde!?!?!" I asked.

The man looked behind him as if I was addressing someone else.

"Uh..........."

"Mr.Hyde, what are you doing here?"

"Mr.Hyde" looked over to the mare for some assistance.

"You're using the wrong form, Discord. Get rid of it." She said shaking her head in annoyance.

The man looked at himself and began laughing hysterically.

"Oh, your right. My bad."

He began rippling again right before his body started to change, different parts of his body was replaced with different animal parts: his arms were replaced with a bear claw and a eagle talon, legs became a dragon's and a mule's, and finally his neck stretched cartoonishly and face was replaced with a llama's. The abomination of random animal parts began laughing manically at my confused expression.

"What's wrong? Never seen something quite like me before?"

Hell no.

"Can't say I have."

"Then you must've had a boring childhood then. Ah well, that's beside the point. Care to tell him the real reason we are all here tonight? Or should I be the one to tell him?"

"You have done enough, thank you Discord."

"Meh, suit yourself." Discord said rolling his eyes.

With a snap of his fingers a newspaper appeared in his left paw and he began to read to himself while sipping on some tea.

"Ahem, I'd first off want to know who you are and why you are here in the first place." I said raising an eyebrow.

"Ah, yes. How rude of me, I am Desire and I represent the sins lust and temptation at it's purest. Not to be confused with Nightmare moon but a bit of her uncontrollable magic was used in my creation and now I haunt the minds of ponies everywhere."

"And I am Discord, spirit of chaos. And the best bowler equestria has ever witnessed."

"Okay......I get that why she's here and that she's the voice in my head but why are you here?"

"Well that part is easy to explain, you know how mares have a certain cycle during which they can't help but throw themselves near the closest thing that moves and has a heartbeat?"

"The heat cycle."

"Yes, well you see I've been playing a bit with everypony's cycle clocks recently and well (inhales sharply) they broke."

"Well that explains........a lot."

"Yes. But hey on the bright side you've getting a lot of action lately haven't ya tiger?"

"Let 's not go into that." I said trying to avoid as much conversation on that topic as possible.

"Really? Aw, poo. And I just finished making the 5 hour movie reel of it."

"We'll watch it later Discord, don't worry." Desire said sweetly.

"I suppose." Discord said pouting a bit.

"Okay....BUT I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU ARE HERE!"

Discord cartoonishly pulled off his ears, reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a new pair and put them on.

"Well, if you must know I am here because I have been getting stronger off the magic that runs through your body and tonight I have finally succeeded at draining every ounce of it from you. But to show how grateful I am on how much I appreciate you for being such a gracious host I decided to let you live.

"Let me live?"

Desire got up from her seat, walked over to me, and placed a hand underneath my chin.

"But of course, I'd hate to destroy such a pretty face. You know I've seen your love making skills and I must say I am impressed by your passion. Applejack is a nice pony and would make such a great partner and all but if you want to trade up I'd be happy to accommodate your wishes. I'll even consider making you my top runner up for my next personal sex slave if you'd like." She said showing me some of her cleavage and placing my hand on her succulent backside.

"Thanks for the offer............but I'm happily fine with Applejack."

"Loyal huh? Isn't that a tease. You'll come around sooner or later."

With a snap of her fingers I was thrust back into reality where I found myself still laying on the floor of Zecora's hut with Applebloom sitting on my chest staring at me.

"He's finally waking up." She said with a smile.

"Good. A minute later and I would've called the paramedics." Sweetiebelle said with a sigh of relief.

"Aw, but I still wanted to draw on his face. I wonder if it's too late?"

I quickly got up before she could come near me with any markers.

"So my son, was the battle in your head won?" Zecora asked.

She was standing on top of a wooden pole monk style, I wonder how long she was doing that for?

"It wasn't really a battle, more like a weird conversation. Emphasis an weird."

"The magic, I no longer see it inside you. The ones behind the voice, are they the ones who-"

"Took it? Yep. We're too late I'm afraid."

"I see, but defeated we shall not be!"

"Huh?"

"Everypony! You must leave me to my work now, to solve this crisis I must figure out how!"