---Episode 2: Discord Inferno---

"How long has he been in there?" Luna asked with concerned to the other two immortal entities.

With an abacus in his paw and scholar's cap on his head, Discord quickly slid the beads across the abacus to calculate the answer. "12 hours, 34 minutes, and 5 seconds..."

Celestia turned from Discord back to the door and knocked on it with her hoof. "Lucid, please come out for breakfast."

"6 seconds...7 seconds...8 seconds..." he counted, sliding a bead to the opposite side of the abacus with each number.

Celestia glared at Discord, silencing him...

...For a few seconds.

"21...22...23..."

The door suddenly slammed open, causing them all to flinch. Discord dropped his abacus and cap on the ground, as they transformed into magic dust and fade away instead of shattering. Standing in the middle of the doorway was Lucid, back slouched forward and hair messier than normal. "What do you want?" he asked in a tired tone.

Luna and Celestia, though put off by Lucid's bothered appearance, both smiled at him and tried to make him a bit more happier. "We were wondering if you'd like something to eat. Are you hungry?" Celestia asked.

Lucid replied with a sigh. "Well, I do need food to survive."

"You're in luck then, we just made breakfast!" she said, smiling more. "It's down towards the dining hall. We can lead you down there if you want!"

Lucid shrugged, seeming as if he didn't really care. "If it's oatmeal, I'm going to hurt someone."

Celestia shook her head. "No, it's not oatmeal. Just follow us and you'll see!"

Lucid considered his options and shrugged. He walked out of his newly acquired bedroom and shut the door behind him. The two of them kept smiling at him and led Lucid to the dining room. Discord watched them walk towards the room and hesitated a bit before following them, keeping a distance away from his son.

"So, what did you two make?"

"We both attempted to make you some waffles for breakfast!" Luna said cheerily.

"Yeeah...the keyword is 'attempted.' We usually have guards who make our breakfast for us, but we gave them the day off. Needless to say, we burnt them a little bit."

Lucid was led into a giant room with an abundance of glass art of many important members of the royal family, both past and present, including pictures of the princesses raising and lowering the sun and moon together. Lucid was quite enticed by the beautiful stained glass until his focus was shifted towards the smell of something burnt from the kitchen. He turned to the kitchen, where Celestia and Luna came out with four plates of what resembled crispy, black, burnt squares.

"...Did we say we made waffles? We meant...uh...granola bars!" Celestia said with an fake, overenthusiastic smile.

Lucid stared at them for a few seconds before sighing and shrugging. He walked over to an empty seat and sat down. Celestia sighed as well and levitated the plates back to the kitchen to throw out the "granola bars." Discord noticed how disastrous the breakfast was and grinned a little. He used this opportunity by using his chaotic powers to spawn utensils and four more plates with freshly made waffles on each plate. Four glasses formed to the side of each plate, full of orange juice. Compared to the crappy breakfast, the princesses had made earlier, to say that this breakfast looked delicious was an understatement. Lucid turned his head from the delectable feast towards Discord, who was blowing smoke from his finger as if he were in a western movie. Discord glimpsed at his son, smirking a bit to try to gain his son's respect. Lucid responded with a groan and turned his attention back to his breakfast. He grabbed the fork and knife next to his plate and cut his waffle using them. He took a bite and put on his best poker face to refrain from freaking out. "Holy crap, this is SO much better than oatmeal!" he yelled in his mind. He wanted to smile and eat the rest of the waffles quickly, but he knew if he did then Discord would have rubbed it in his face. He will NOT be beaten by his magic, floating turd of a father.

"How are they, Lucid?" Discord asked giddily, breaking his calm and cool demeanor.

Lucid stood silent to chew for a bit before answering. "Mmm...they're okay. Not great, but okay."

Just by that one compliment alone, Discord felt a million times better. "HE SAID THEY WERE OKAY!" he squealed as Celestia and Luna returned from throwing the burnt waffles out. He grabbed them both in a bear hug and levitated up towards the ceiling. "HE SAID THEY WERE OKAY!" he repeated again, his arms wrapped tightly around the princesses' throats like nooses. They both coughed and gasped for air, squirming to try to escape Discord's grip of death. Oblivious to their pain, he landed back on the ground and released the princesses, making them cough and breathe heavily.

"D-Discord! You almost k-killed us!" Celestia scolded at him, trying to get over a coughing fit. "I swear I'll–" She paused as she noticed the waffles on the tables. "Waffles~?"

"Mhm!" Discord confirmed. "Anything for my son!" He sat down next to Lucid and smiled big, nudging his shoulder with an arm and winking at him.

"Please stop trying..." Lucid muttered under his breath at a volume Discord couldn't hear.

Celestia and Luna joined the two at the table and sat down. They both levitated their forks and knives with their magic and took a bite of their waffles. Their faces immediately lit up as they smiled in bliss. "Oh my gosh, Discord! These are amazing!" Luna exclaimed.

"Mhm! These are soooo delicious!" Celestia agreed as they soon finished the waffles on their plate.

Discord chuckled in response. "Why, thank you! You two want more?"

They both nodded quickly making Discord smile even more. Discord obliged and snapped his fingers, making a waffle iron appear out of thin air. He proceeded to dig his claws into left eye, pulling it out of its socket and placing them on the iron. He pressed down on the waffle iron and opened it, revealing freshly made waffles. "See? I make them myself! Not like that frozen garbage!"

The rest of them all stared at Discord with disgusted faces and tried not to throw up. Lucid immediately grabbed his orange juice and drank it down quickly to get rid of the taste of eye-waffle from his mouth. He slammed the glass on the table and tried to scratch the taste off his tongue with a paw. "Oh Lucid, let me refill that for you!" Discord offered. He pulled his other eye out of his socket and squeezed it over his glass, squirting orange juice into it. He threw his wrinkled and dried-up eyeball over his shoulder as two new eyeballs rolled back into his sockets.

Almost immediately, Lucid stood up. "I'm full. Let's never have waffles again."

"Agreed," Luna and Celestia quickly responded, getting up from their seats.

Lucid was about to retreat back to his room to isolate himself from the others when Celestia put a hoof on his shoulder. "Lucid, wait. I need to talk to you." He stopped in his tracks and turned around to her face her with a confused expression. "It's about school."

"Ohhhhh no! You're not sending me to any school!" he protested.

"Lucid, you're a teenager who's been raised by a projector for your whole life. You need some real education by a real pony."

"I don't want to go to school, Celestia! I've seen the teenagers on the video projector in that dark void! The others are going to make fun of me for being deformed and different and...oh yeah...THE SON OF THE GUY WHO TRIED TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!"

Celestia let out a sad sigh. "If someone's bullying you, just ignore them."

"What if they use physical violence?"

"You're a draconequus, Lucid. An immortal, powerful creature with phenomenal cosmic power!"

Lucid paused for a bit before lifting his paw up to his forehead and exhaled. "Trust me...some teens are pretty stupid."

"Well, if somepony tries to assault you, just try to run away. I know it sounds like bad advice, but you're a draconequus. You have more power than you realize and it could really hurt someone badly. Or worse."

"So, just bottle up my emotions then?"

"Don't think of it like that! You're free to write your emotions down in a diary if you'd like!"

Hearing this, Lucid gagged a bit and looked at her disgustedly. "You couldn't pay me enough to do that."

Celestia rolled her eyes at Lucid's repulsion. "In that case, would you prefer to write me letters? I have a special student who writes letters to me with her friends when she has some important personal information to share with me," she smiled.

"Write you letters? Even though we're literally a couple of hoofsteps away from each other?"

"I find that some ponies prefer to write out their frustrations and discoveries rather than speak them orally...especially teens."

"Ehhhh..." he said with uncertainty in his voice. "I'll think about it if it ever comes up."

"I think it'll help you out a lot," she smiled, ruffling his mane playfully. Lucid only gave her an annoyed expression and groaned audibly. "Would you like me to show you around your new high school?" she asked.

"Depends, when am I starting?"

"You start your first day tomorrow. Today, we can let you meet some of your teachers and classmates."

"Balls," Lucid cursed in his mind. "Does it have to be tomorrow? It feels like things are moving too fast for me."

"Lucid, you've been isolated from your peers for your whole life. You need to spend some time with some other teens."

"But Celestia, other teens suck!" Lucid protested, getting more and more irritated by the second.

Celestia sighed and spoke in a softer, motherly tone. "It won't be that bad, Lucid. You're going to be okay. Discord, Luna, and I will make sure you'll be fine!"

Lucid breathed out heavily and ran his paw through his own mane to calm himself down. "I'll hold you against that if things go wrong."

"That sounds fair," Celestia said, humoring him. "Now go to your room, brush your teeth and..." she paused and noticed his greasy black hair. "...Please take a shower. No offense, but your hair looks positively filthy." Lucid replied with an annoyed grumble and nodded, walking towards his room. "With water too! I swear if you bathe in chocolate like your father, so help me!"

~~~

It had been 20 minutes since Lucid and Celestia had started the tour of the high school with the principal, and each passing minute led Lucid to wanting to stab himself in the brain more and more with a pair of scissors. "This is so boring. I could be home whacking it right now instead of this crap!" he thought to himself as he rubbed his eyes slowly with his paws.

Celestia herself tried not to yawn as they trotted into a dull, beige classroom full of empty seats and a desk with a bored and depressed teacher face-down at his desk. "And here is the math room. This is where you're going to learn math," the ancient fossil of a principal said, straightening whatever old, gray hair was left on his scalp and straightening the tie on his green, unfashionable vest. He straightened the glasses on his face as he continued to explain the high school to Lucid and Celestia. He escorted the two of them down the hallway and to another room that looked emptier with less seats than the last room and with an even duller shade of beige. "And here is the HONORS math room. This is where you're going to learn Honors Math. Or won't. It depends on your math abilities," he explained in a monotone voice.

"Faaaascinating," Lucid said, very tempted to jump out the window and make a run for home.

"That's all for the first floor. Perhaps you two would like to see the second floor?" the principal asked.

Lucid's eyes widened as he interrupted him suddenly. "Actually, I think I'd like to make friends with some other ponies in my grade! Is that okay?"

The principal nodded slowly. "That's fine. They're upstairs on the second floor actually, perhaps some juniors or seniors can assist you in finding your classes." The old principal shifted his attention from Lucid to Celestia and asked, "Perhaps you would like to see my teaching awards, your highness?"

"Why that sounds...not boring at all!" Celestia responded, giving him a big, false smile.

Lucid escaped in a hurry from the horribly mundane tour up the stairs to reach the second floor. He stopped as soon as he reached to the top of the stairs and observed a group of teenage colts and fillies conversing and laughing. Lucid gulped and started to freak out in his mind. "Oh crap, my body is not ready for this." He feared the worst from his group and he started to sweat as he tried to return to Celestia to listen to the dull, depressing adventures of an underpaid principal. However, before he could disappear out of sight from the teens, he immediately heard someone shout in his direction.

"Ohmigosh, is that a draconequus?!" a sassy feminine voice asked loudly.

Lucid halted in place as his blood ran cold. "Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit... he cursed in his mind as he turned around slowly. He gave an obviously phony grin at them, trying not to freak out. "Heyyyy guys. I'm new here so..."

"Holy shit, it IS a draconequus!" an athletic jock with a hoofball jersey on exclaimed in surprise.

"Yeah, uh...you don't mind if you showed me where my classes are, do y–"

"Duuuuude...he's like...every animal put into ooooone!" a female hippie in a tie-dye t-shirt remarked with bloodshot eyes, rubbing Lucid's leg.

Uncomfortable with the touching, he took a step back from her and coughed awkwardly. "Uhh...yeah...um...help. With classes. Maybe?" he requested, his voice cracking a bit.

"Man, what's your name?" the jock asked him as he trotted towards him, intimidating him with his massive size.

Lucid fell silent and stared at the ground. "U-Uhh...Lucid..." he whispered quietly in fear.

"What was that? I can't hear you!"

The jock's energetic and rambunctious nature made Lucid flinch. The draconequus coughed and tried to answer him when he heard a beautiful and angelic voice come from behind him. "Oh my gosh, a draconequus?" His ears perked up as he stepped to the side and looked behind him, noticing a beautiful gray pegasus teenager with a long, light-green mane. She was so beautiful, it made Lucid completely forget about the mob of teenagers staring at him. He could write beautiful poetry about her if he wanted to, but it'd probably end with the lines "these are the reasons I want to bone you."

Lucid soon realized he was staring at her creepily and avert his gaze from her. "U-Um...y-yeah! I'm a draconequus!" he smirked, trying to appear cool to the other teens.

"Holy crap, this is so cool!" she exclaimed as she circled him slowly, gathering every detail of his unique body structure. "What's your name?"

"O-Oh...my name? I-It's Lucid," he stuttered, blushing a bit more.

"Wow, that's a cool name!" she smiled.

The athletic jock's small grin dropped a bit as he wrapped a hoof around the filly defensively. "Yeah, real cool," he added in a less enthusiastic tone than before.

"Oh, Jock. Don't be so jealous over me!" the filly said, rolling her eyes.

"Jock? That's your name?" he asked.

"Yeah, Jock Strap," he responded. "Is that a problem?"

"O-Of course not!" he quickly responded with a smile, trying his damnedest not to laugh.

"Jock, don't be so mean to him. You're scaring the poor thing!" the filly nudged him teasingly.

Jock sighed and smiled at her. "Sorry, Misty," he apologized, rubbing noses with her.

"Aaand they're together. This school sucks once more."

Misty broke away from the nose-rubbing and looked back towards Lucid. "Oh, I'm Misty, by the way! It's great to meet you!"

"L-Likewise!" Lucid said, still managing a smile even though his hopes of getting a fillyfriend were dashed into pathetic dust.

Jock held Misty gently and suddenly frown. "Ooh crap. I forgot to tell you, Misty. The party's off. My parents are coming home from Las Pegasus earlier than I expected."

Misty gasped in surprise and gave him a disappointed expression. "The party's off?" Jock replied with unhappy nod, making Misty pout in discontent. "This sucks. Now what are we all going to do tonight?"

"I don't know..."

"Jock, did you say the gig's off?" a pony with a pink mohawk and nose piercings asked. Jock nodded in response, causing the pony to groan. "That bites!"

The rest of the teenage ponies groaned as well, when Lucid's ears suddenly perked up. "Wait a sec...these guys need a party, I need to look cool, and Misty REALLY needs to get with me because Jock is a total tool." Out loud, Lucid coughed audibly to get the other teens' attention. "I actually don't have any plans to do anything tonight. You guys want to party at my place at around...say...7?"

"Your place? Where do you live?" Misty questioned.

"Oh, you know...just any normal, old giant freaking castle!" he bragged, giving a smug smirk and folding his arms. "I'm staying with the Princesses of Equestria themselves."

Everypony in the room gave him a wide-eyed stare. "You're kidding, right?" Jock said.

"Nope. I could ask the princesses to see if it's alright to party tonight. I mean, if it's cool with all of you guys."

"A party at a castle? Oh my Celestia, can we have the party there, Jock?" Misty pleaded.

Jock took note of his fillyfriend's pleads and gave her a small nuzzle. "Of course we can. That does sound pretty freaking cool."

The teens all cheered at the rescheduling of the new party as they all split into smaller groups and chatted among their closest friends. Lucid snickered to himself at his idea, but stopped when he saw Jock approaching him. They were only a few inches away from each other, and at this distance, Jock's massive size was even more apparent to Lucid. "If you flake on this party, dude, you're going to regret it."

Lucid gulped a bit as his voice trembled. "What are you going to do?"

Jock leaned into his face and whispered. "I'm going to be very disappointed in you, mister."

An awkward silence was exchanged between the two as Jock backed away and led Misty downstairs to the first floor. Lucid shook his head and tried to comprehend what just happened. Realizing that they both had just left, Lucid quickly ran down the stairs and called out to them. "I ain't gonna flake! I promise! There's no way the princesses can say–"

~~~

"–No..." Luna answered simply while reading a book in the library.

"What?! Why not?!"

"Lucid, I know how much you want to socialize with your new friends. But there's somepony who needs more attention right now," she said. "And you're going to his house tonight to spend some time with him. He really needs it."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, Lucid," Luna asserted, putting down her book and looking him square in the eye. "That's my final word on the matter. Although if you wish to have your party at Discord's house I'm sure he would be more than happy to accommodate you with a proper 'shindig.' As the kids say it nowadays."

Lucid put a paw to his face in embarrassment. "Any kid who ever called a party a 'shindig' is probably dead from old age by now."

Luna sighed at Lucid's comment and shook her head. "It doesn't matter. You're going to stay with Discord tonight. Work around it."

Lucid growled and started to stammer loudly in frustration. "But–! I–! RGH!" Lucid folded his arms and pouted. "This sucks!"

Luna tried her best to ignore him as she got up and walked out of the library, eyes fixated on the book she was levitating up to her face with magic. As she as she left, Lucid felt a warm presence from behind him. He turned around slowly to see Discord giving him an overenthusiastic grin. "Hey Mini-Me! How was the tour around the school?"

"It was boring and stupid," Lucid answered with a monotone.

"Aww...are you friends at least nice?"

"One of them's an asshole jock and another is a hot and playful mare who's dating the previously mentioned tool and...it just makes me sick, you know?"

"Ahhhh...I see what's going on here! Somepony's green with envy!" he pointed out as his body tinted into a light shade of green.

"Okay, first of all, never make another pun in earshot of me ever again. Please. Second, I'm not jealous. I'm disappointed that such a beautiful and intelligent mare would settle for a stupid imbecile pile of muscle stuffed into a sweaty football outfit."

"Because you'd rather have her settle for a 'kind, thoughtful, open-minded draconequus?' You're obviously jealous, Lucid!" he said with a smirk.

"I am not jealous. I'm just angry at him because...well...I sorta need to throw an awesome party or he'll beat me up. And even if he doesn't, he's going to tell everypony at school that I'm not cool. That's going to seriously mess up my reputation!"

"Oh...that certainly is a pickle. Hmm...you know, I could throw a party for your little friends. I can't have my handsome son's face ruined by some football player!" he said with a ruffle of Lucid's mane. Lucid groaned in response, but was at least thankful that his party would pull through.

"Ngh...thanks..."

Discord gasped in false surprise. "Do my ears deceive me? I think my son just said 'thank you' to me!"

"Yeah, fine. I did. Don't get a heart attack over it," Lucid said with a fold of his arms.

Discord snickered a bit at his son's response. His smile soon faded as he came to a sudden realization. "Oh no, I left the oven off!" he exclaimed.

"Wait what? You...You mean on, right?"

"No! We need to get home now!"

He snapped his fingers and a green, swirling portal appeared from thin air. Discord leaped through the portal, leaving it open for Lucid to follow. He poked his head through the portal and caught sight of the kitchen. There were broken plates everywhere and the dishwasher was overflowing with suds. The refrigerator was left open, leaving any food that was inside of it rotten and moldy. "Why is the place such a wreck?" Lucid thought to himself.

He looked towards the oven and saw Discord preheating it. After a few button presses, the oven instantaneously burst on fire. Lucid flinched as the flames shot out of the oven door, sending glass from the oven door everywhere. "Phew. Didn't want to freeze over the house!"

Lucid's mouth slowly gaped open as he noticed the doorway that was decorated with mossy logs. He inched his way to the living room cautiously, fearing the worst. He breathed out a sigh of relief when he realized that the living room looked much better than the kitchen. Sure, the stairs leading to the second floor were upside down and the floor was decorated with wallpaper and the walls were furnished with hardwood. But hey, at least it wasn't on fire!

"Oh, I'm sorry Lucid. Let me clean this place up a bit for your party!" He snapped his fingers as the wallpaper underneath him ripped apart. The table that was sitting in the middle of the room had crumbled to sawdust and the shelves that were covered with glass plates fell over with a loud crash. A table with red, plastic cups arose from existence and dropped onto the floor. A disco ball descended from a small hole in the ceiling and spun around gradually before hitting the ground and shattering into pieces. The whole room was an even bigger mess than the kitchen itself! "There we go! All ready for your party!"

Lucid's eyes widened as he started to panic. "NO NO NO! THIS IS BAD! THIS PLACE LOOKS LIKE CRAP!" He turned to Discord with anxiety and anger, "WHY DID YOU TRASH THE PLACE?! IT LOOKS LIKE A CRAZY CAT LADY'S HOUSE NOW!"

"You wanted me to decorate for a high school party and that's what I did! I just added a little bit of my 'special touch' to it!"

"OH YEAH, IT'S REALLY GOT YOUR NAME ALL OVER IT!" Lucid shouted. "AND I MEAN YOU LITERALLY WROTE YOUR NAME ON THE FREAKIN' WALLS IN BROWN GRAFFITI!"

"Hey now! I happen to love the color brown!"

"IT LOOKS LIKE YOU RAN OUT OF TOILET PAPER AND USED THE WALLS INSTEAD!"

"Oh, and thanks for my reminding me! I need to replace the toilet paper with the 'special' one!" he exclaimed happily as his arms suddenly were full of hundreds of square pieces of sandpaper. He was about to enter the bathroom before Lucid yanked at his tail, causing Discord to drop the sandpaper onto the floor.

"Dad, this party is going to blow unless we get this place cleaned up by 7 o' clock! We need to do some planning! We need some...some blueprints or something to plan the best party ev–"

"But, I already sent them here," Discord interrupted, picking up the sandpaper off the ground.

"YOU WHAT?!" Lucid screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Yep, I sent them portals and everything. If we're having a party at my house, it's going to go by MY rules, okay?"

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT PARTYING, YOU OLD FART!"

"I may be a gaseous cloud expelled through the anal cavity, but I know how to party! Now please, open the door for your guests!"

With that, the sound of a doorbell playing in reverse could be heard throughout the house. Lucid's pupils shrunk as he looked through a nearby window. He noticed immediately a group of confused and slightly terrified high school students shifting their heads to the sides of them as if something was about to sneak up on them and attack them. "Great, I'm boned." He bit his lip and inhaled deep, walking towards the front door and opening it. "Heeeeeey, guuuuuys!" he greeted them with a big, obviously fake, toothy smile.

"Lucid, where are we?!" Misty asked with uneasiness.

"And why the hell is the sky purple?!" Jock added.

"...Duuuude...this is the best high I've ever been oooon..." a random hippie whispered to her friend.

Lucid gulped and dropped his smile. "Okay, I couldn't have the party at the castle because I'm spending time with my dad. And he's...well...you know that guy who tried to take over Equestria?"

"Which one? There have been so many I've lost track," admitted Misty.

"He's..." he took a deep breath in and exhaled. "...Discord. My dad is Discord."

Instead of getting an expected gasp of surprise, all of the ponies just stood silent. "I sort of expected that. I mean, there is only one draconequus in Equestria," Jock pointed out.

"Oh. I thought this would've been a startling discovery or something..."

"Nope."

"..."

"..."

After an awkward moment of silence, Lucid spoke up. "Well...come in then! The place is a little wrecked, but we can still have a party!"

A bit skeptical, the ponies carefully stepped inside the house, looking around. After taking one glance at the unkempt living room, the ponies stopped in their tracks. "Dude, this place has already been trashed!" complained a pegasus from the back.

"Did we miss the party?!" shouted out another pony from the group.

"Noooooohohoho..." Discord chuckled from another room. "This party is far from over~" He levitated into the living room and gave a smirk, making all of the ponies in the room flinch in intimidation. They all backed up a bit, trying to find the door, but rather than meeting the wood of a door, they met with a soft fur. Startled, they turned around to see another Discord blocking the entrance. "Hey, don't leave so soon! We're going to have a great party! In fact, would you like to some drinks?"

All of them calmed down a bit as a random pony spoke up, "Yeah, some drinks would be nice!"

"Alright, punch is over there!" he said pointing to the punch table.

They all walked to the punch table and grabbed their own cup. They took a sip as their eyes lit up. "Woah, this is amazing!" Misty exclaimed.

"Thanks, I made it myself!" Discord said cheerfully, giving a grin.

Hearing this, Lucid took the cup of punch he was about to drink and dumped it out the window. After disposing of the disgusting liquid, he observed that his peers were having conversations amongst themselves. He smiled a bit in relief, knowing that the party was going better than he'd thought it would. This relief was shortly ended as he heard music. But this was no ordinary music. It sounded as if the music was being played backwards and then pitched up obnoxiously high. Lucid tried not to cover his ears in pain and saw that Discord had just brought in a DJ booth with two loud, ginormous speakers that were blasting the annoying music throughout the house. Lucid growled at his father and stomped up to him. "Daaaaad. Stop playing your crazy-ass chaotic music and put on some real music!

"Hm? Oh, this isn't my music! Somepony suggested me to play modern music and so I did!"

"Wait...what?" He looked towards the guests and saw that they all had their hooves in the air and dancing.

"THIS IS MY FAVORITE SOOOONG!" a filly cheered with gum in her mouth.

"...Is today's music really that bad?" Lucid thought to himself. He shook his head and shrugged, happy again that his classmates were enjoying themselves. Everything was going fine until Lucid heard a scream coming from the kitchen. Alarmed, Lucid quickly ran into the kitchen to see a filly with her mouth gaping wide open with fear at the open refrigerator. "What happened?"

"I...my friend...just went to grab something to eat. But she reached further back past the rotten food and...disappeared through a portal!"

"She what?" Lucid glanced through the top shelf of the fridge and there was indeed a green, swirling vortex present inside of the fridge that almost instantaneously closed when he laid eyes on it. As soon as it closed, the filly trembled in fear over the loss of her friend. Lucid grunted loudly in rage and screamed out, "DAD, GET OVER HERE!"

A record scratch was heard as music stopped blaring from the speakers. Discord tilted his head towards the doorway and teleported to his side. "Lucid, what's wrong?"

"Your stupid fridge just sucked in a pony through a portal!"

The filly started to cry over her disappearing friend. "SHE WAS MY FRIEND! SHE WAS A TOTAL BITCH AND I HATED HER, BUT SHE WAS STILL MY FRIEND!"

"Lucid, I–"

"Why couldn't I have had a normal dad instead of a fucking god of chaos?! Why can't you be a normal pony with a normal house? Not some...evil abomination of nature with sadistic humor? IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?! A NORMAL FUCKING DAD?!" Lucid throat ached with soreness from yelling at him, making Discord whimper.

Discord sniffed and stayed calm. "The portal leads to a much large area where I keep all of my fanciest drinks." He looked towards the crying filly and reassured her "Your friend is okay. She's probably just in awe from all the wines and beers and whatnot."

The filly immediately stopped crying as she gazed up at him. "You have beer?"

Lucid's anger suddenly dropped from Discord's statement. He stared at Discord's upset face and saw a small tear roll down his cheek. Discord bit his lip and covered his face with a paw. "S-Sorry everyone..." Discord tried to apologize. "I've...been a horrible party planner it looks like..."

"What? No! Discord, we like you!" Misty said. "You've thrown a great party!"

"Yeah! Don't listen to him!" Jock reassured him before glaring at Lucid. He got up in his face, making him whine from intimidation.

"Please don't beat me up!" Lucid pleaded.

"What? I never said I was going to beat you up, man. I just said I would be very disappointed in you...which I am!" He pointed to Discord and continued, "This guy's your father and he needs some respect from you! He just helped you throw a party, something my parents would freak out over! He's a cool po–err...draconequus."

Discord sniffed again and wiped his eyes. "Th-Thanks, Jock..." he said with a smile.

Jock smiled back. "No problem. Now how about we get this party rolling again?" The rest of the ponies cheered with agreement as the portal to the fridge opened once more. A filly crawled out from it, holding a few drinks by her mouth.

"I FOUND ALCOHOOOOOOL!"

The ponies all cheered louder than before as Discord rolled his eyes at their immaturity. He floated back over to the DJ booth and began to play music once more. All the ponies gathered into the living room with their drinks and danced to the beat of the music. Lucid watched them party for a minute before sighing again and staring down at the ground. "Wow, I'm a dick."

~~~

The party lingered on throughout the night as Lucid sat outside on the grass, feeling as if he was the biggest jerk in the world. Considering that Discord's house could be on another plane of existence, he probably wouldn't be wrong anyway. After a few hours, the intense music had been replaced with quieter and more relaxing music, signifying a slow dance had begun for any couples who attended the party. Lucid exhaled with more sadness, feeling as lonely as when he was isolated in that dark void until he heard the rustling in the grass. He looked back and saw Discord was walking towards him slowly. Lucid's ears flattened against his head as he uncomfortably shuffled a bit. Discord sat down next to him and gazed out towards the floating islands as well. "I set up a slow dance so we could have a chat."

Lucid replied with a sigh, feeling troubled from his earlier comment. "Dad, I didn't mean what I said back there," he said, staring at the grass.

"You did. You meant every word of it. You're just saying that because you think that will cheer me up."

"...You didn't have to put it that harsh..."

Discord exhaled from his nose to stifle a chuckled and smirked a bit. He dropped his smirk and gave him a more serious expression. "Lucid, whatever you said back there...don't feel like a jerk because of it. Everything you said was justified."

"No...it wasn't. I called you a crappy dad, and that's not true at all."

"Lucid, I locked you up in that void for all of your life thinking it would be a perfect solution. I was horribly wrong. You needed parents...or at least one parent. This is just as much as my fault, if not more, than yours." Discord coughed to clear his throat. "I should've been there for my son." Lucid stood silent, still feeling guilty over the whole incident. Discord wrapped an arm around him and patted his shoulder. "Hey, we can act all emotional later. A party this good only happens once in a while, and I think you should be able to experience it."

Lucid moved his head up towards Discord in surprise. "Even after I said all that?"

"Hey, no matter how bad you acted, you're still my son. Besides, you could use a little cheering up," he smiled.

Discord helped him, making Lucid smile a bit as they both slowly walked back into the house. "You know, when the princesses find out you've given these guys alcohol, they're gonna kill you."

"Oh, it's not alcohol. It's my eye juice. They only think they're all drunk."

Lucid snickered a bit in response. "That's actually pretty funny."

"...Eye...think so too!" he chuckled to himself.

Lucid glared at him and groaned audibly. "And now you're uncool again."

"Hey, it comes with being a dad," he said as they entered the house once more and shut the door behind them.

Author's Note

Not much I can really say here except enjoy!

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