Forty Minute Fantasies

“Huh. What's this? No. NO!!!”  Discord screamed as the light wrapped around him, encasing him in stone.  He reached out his talon, ready to snap it and end the effects of the Rainbow of Light, when the world around him went gray.

Well, mostly gray.  A single block of color, a vivid pink, remained, and she stepped up to him, leaving a pony-shaped hole in the fabric of spacetime behind her.  “Nuh-uh, Dizzy!  No cheating, you lost fair and square!”

“Cheat?  Who, moi?”  Discord looked down at Pinkie.  “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Pinkie’s body started to stretch as she walked.  Her front legs kept moving even as her back legs stopped, and her neck lengthened, bringing her head level with Discord’s own.  “Then you won’t be going all clickety-clack, will you!”  Angry rant swapped to pleading.  “I played fair, didn’t I?  Back with the balloons?”

Discord stared into the blue eyes, then at his own talon, then back.  Reluctantly, he stretched the talons of his claw wide, letting his arm drift.  “Fine, you win.  I won’t make with the snapping.”

“Yay!”  Pinkie jumped around in the air, her elongated torso spinning into a pretzel.

Discord couldn’t conceal a chuckle.  “I have to admit, this was fun, Muse.  Although I’d still love to know how you convinced those ponies you were one of them.”

Pinkie’s head, now that of a draconequus itself, looped over to Discord, trailing her neck like a streamer of taffy.  “Simple, silly!  I’m a method actor!  Besides, where would you expect to find Amusement if not among friends?”

Discord grinned.  “I’d expect to find her among family.  Enjoy your victory celebration, sis.  You did earn it.”  He sighed, looking off into the distance for a moment.  “I guess I’ll see you in a few centuries.”

“Aw, don’t worry, Dizzy!”  Pinkie, or rather Amusement, tapped her rear with a hoof.  “Princess Celestia’s a bit of a prankster.  That means I’ve got her in my back pocket!  See?”

Discord leaned over, to where a miniature white alicorn was peering out from a flap in Amusement’s hide.  “So you do.  What are you planning?”

Amusement grinned.  “Give me a year or so, and she’ll not only let me bring you back, she’ll think it was her own idea to begin with.”  Amusement gripped Discord in a tight hug, then morphed back into her normal Pinkie form and headed back for her place with her friends.  “See you soon, Dizzy!”