Beautiful Rainbows, Unicorns, and Rainbow Unicorns: The Daily Antics and Adventures of. . . Everyone

Grey stared out the window at the silent, serene scene below. With all the ponies asleep, the city streets were empty, guards being the exception. His restlessness brought him out of bed. The Mistress of the Night woke up and felt her bed devoid of a familiar company; besides her, the covers were rumpled and his pillows tossed about. A quick glance of the room and her teal eyes located him out on the balcony.

"What is troubling you?" he heard his nocturnal goddess ask from behind, concern in her voice.

He heaved a sigh and rest his elbows on the stone railing, "My body wishes to travel. explore, and venture. Ever since Shade and Valkyrie hounded my life, I was always on the move. My body, mind, and soul want to roam the world."

"Is that why you always leave the castle? Is that why you were getting friendly with that mare," Luna questioned a little crossed.

Grey chuckled, "I felt bad because she was sent to the mental hospital."

"She should not have run up to you in the middle of an official event and bite your hand!"

"Yeah. . ." he turned to face her with a smile, "In her defence, I am kinda tasty."

"I'd say," Luna nuzzled him and kissed his cheek, "You were once the ruler of your country, yes?"

"Ruler of a country, continent, world, galaxy, galactic cluster, and the universe," Grey listed with a grin, "How come?"

"Would you like to become a political"

"No," Grey cut her short, "I want to stay away from politics as far away as possible. I ruled with a steel fist and iron knuckles." He ran his fingers through her mane, "You and Celestia are doing a good job."

Luna rested her head on his hand and sighed, "I hardly rule over anything."

"You keep the peace for all the ponies in their dreams," Grey reminded her, "That alone is a tough job." They shared a long kiss, "And besides, you are much more powerful than Celestia anyways. Yeah, she controls the sun, one star; you control all the other stars."

Luna smiled, "Thank you, Grey, but I came out here to cheer you up."

Grey sighed and walked away from their embrace, back to the stone railing, "I have. . . too many thoughts in my mind, love." He spotted Onyx sneaking along the wall to the dungeons. "I. . . will be back, Luna, I just need a walk to clear my mind."

All second-hand accounts of stories told hundreds of years prior, that is what he gathered from the books. Most of the stories did not make any sense to him. How did the Windigos come to be? How did the princesses come to be? Why is there so little about them, their family, and Starswirl the Bearded? How and where did Discord come from? The more Darqlon thought, the more the ache between his forehead grew.

"Hm. . . Discord. . ." he thought aloud.

A bubble popped behind him, "You called?"

Darqlon turned around to face his stalker for the past two days, "You. . . you do not share. . . the same energy. . . of this world. . ."

"I'm sorry," the draconequus feigned, "Could you talk any slower?"

Darqlon let out an irritated sigh and stared at the amalgamation before him, "Your eyes. . ."

"I know," Discord leant in and fluttered his eyelashes, "so beautiful, aren't they?"

"Familiar," Darqlon grated. "Your behaviour. . . your magic. . . all represents. . . a different world."

"Oh, really?" Discord snapped his fingers and a bag of popcorn appeared, "Enlighten me."

"I will not. . . entertain you," Darqlon wrapped his arms around himself and faded into the ground, ". . .demon."

"'Demon'?" Discord said quizzically, "Is that a bad word?"

Onyx trailed his hand along the characters etched into his obelisk. He stared blankly at the small, granite monolith. His sapphire eyes glowed slightly in the complete darkness. He picked up the obelisk, with a grunt, and stood it upright. Suddenly, the characters began to glow a bright blue. Grey watched from the doorway of the dungeon with curious intensity.

Onyx smiled faintly and touched one of the faces of the obelisk facing him. The area turned into a similar bright blue as the letters, becoming a pool of energy. He reached in his whole arm and moments later pulled it out with an electronic music device in his hand. Grey's jaw hit the floor.

"So that's how you got that song!" Grey shouted from across the room.

Onyx's attention snapped to the booming voice of Grey. He saw his shape rush towards him. "H-Hey, Grey!" he chuckled nervously.

"How did you do it? How did you get the Music Playing Device here?"

"I dunno," Onyx shrugged, "I found my obelisk laying on its side one night and I stood it up and then it started glowing. When I touched it, my hand went through. My hand touched something and when I pulled it out, it was my bow! I reached back in and found a whole bunch of my stuff!" Onyx explained with glee, then his face scrunched up with disappointment, "You can't put your whole body through; I tried."

"Fascinating," Grey awed and touched the obelisk. A thunderous crack and blast threw him across the room.

Onyx ran over to his smouldering friend, "Are you alright?!"

"Peachy," Grey coughed the smoke from his lungs, " I don't think it likes me."

"Some sort of defence mechanism, probably," Onyx voiced his thoughts while stifling his laughter. "Maybe we should each get ours and Darqlon could figure it out?"

Grey looked at him crossed, "I have the degrees and doctorates, not Darqlon. I can figure this out."

"Go touch it again then, Professor," Onyx remarked with a mock bow.

Grey bore his anger at Onyx and walked to the still neon glowing monolith. He rubbed his stubbled jaw and asked, "Do you retrieve the things you think about or are they all random?"

"It is stuff I think and picture in my mind," Onyx confirmed with a nod.

"From any point of time?"

"Yup."

"From any multiverse?"

"Yup!"

"Even. . . Earth?" Grey questioned shyly.

"You want a Twinkie, don't you?" Onyx asked with a smug grin.

"Yes!" Grey answered exasperated, "I haven't had one in aeons! And no matter how many times I try to make them, they never come out as good!"

"I feel your pain, brother," Onyx nodded and had already pulled out five boxes of Twinkies.

Grey immediately ripped open two and inhaled them. He moaned in extasy and sobbed, "Sho," he said with a mouthful of two more Twinkies, "Sho goof."

Onyx shook his head and looked away in disgust, "I hate seeing you so pitiful, Grey."

After ten minutes of Grey gorging on Twinkies, he finally had his fill and cleaned himself up. He cleared his throat, "So, can you retrieve my. . . I dunno. . . sword?"

"I tried to and I can't," Onyx replied. "I think I can only get my stuff and general items." He noticed Grey's side glance, "What?"

"Why did you try to summon my sword?"

"Because. . . it is nice?" Onyx smiled innocently.

Grey huffed and started walking to the exit, "I wonder where mine is."

Onyx heard a commotion up ahead and jogged to the noise. He saw Chrysalis on top of Grey and the two of them stopped to look at him.

"I can assure you. . ." Chrysalis began.

"This is exactly what it looks like," Grey finished.

Chrysalis hopped off of Grey, not before driving a hoof in his gut, "I thought that I would surprise you but he came out first."

Grey rubbed his stomach and groaned, "I think I'm going to be sick."

"Ten boxes of Twinkies will do that," Onyx remarked without sympathy.

"What are 'Twinkies'?" Chrysalis inquired, "Is that what you two were doing down there?"

"It is what he was doing," Onyx pointed at Grey.

"Oh, so you weren't out with that. . . prismatic pegasus this time?" Chrysalis glared daggers at Onyx.

"This time," Onyx quipped with a smirk.

Her eyes flashed and she turned her back to him, "Fine! Do what you want! See if I care!" She stormed away.

Onyx saw the questioning eyes of Grey and rolled his eyes, "I just talk and tease Rainbow Dash. It's nothing serious."

"Right, play with the emotions and hearts of women, Onyx, that has never bit you in the ass," Grey commented before walking off.

"Learned from the best," Onyx jabbed with his arms crossed.

Grey stopped in his tracks. He turned to Onyx with golden eyes of neon, "Good night, comrade."