Five Score: Discord And Her Side Of The Storyby Vietmane VeteranChaptersThe StartTo the library, Saved by a Pink PonyFluffy TalesFriends TogetherExplaining A Different StorySome Things Are Best Left HiddenThe StartAuthor's Note Hey everypony, Vietmane here, I just wanted to say, please leave comments at the end of every chapter, even if I don't publish this till I finished it completely. Thanks. Oh and I received permission from Puff herself, to include her in this story. Also, things aren't going to make much sense for a while. If you wait, it will. The Start I stare at the wedding from a distance. A changling could get sick from the love level here. I lay under the tree to sleep. A wail breaks through the air. “Shh. It will be all right, Screwball, it will be all right,”, I whisper as I fall asleep. ⏱. It’s sunset. I stand up, still holding the child. I start towards the facility. ⏱. I pull open the shed’s door. There are four men. Two of them I don’t recognize. One has a guitar. The forth is Big Mac. Maybe he’ll understand. I walk into the building. Macintosh looks at me and glares. “Discord” he growls. He runs to me, followed by the blue haired guitar player. He grabs Screwball from me and hands her to the other. “How are you alive?! You kill and turn ponies into humans for amusement, but now your stealing children?! Whose is it?!” I’m panicking. I don’t know what to do. I raise my hand and point at the other, his red guitar catching the little light on in the room. “I name you Rumpelstiltskin!” I cry out. “I name you Rumpelstiltskin!” A game he and I used to play. He nods and turns to the other two. “Shield! Hold back and hold position. Sword! Block and hold position. Ignore Red Apple.” One rushes over and pulls Big Mack away from me, then holds him back by the arms. The other stands defensively in front of me, spread eagled. In the brighter light, I can see that they’re made of stone. “Strung! Are you mad? That’s Discord!” shouts Mac. “And his child Screwball," is his reply as he hands her back to me, while pointing his axe guitar at Makin’. Big Mac stop struggling. “His child?” As I expected, the first thing he asked when I show her to him is, “Where’s the beanie?” Shield reaches into Big Mac’s back pack and removes the beanie from a familiar toy, before tossing the beanie to me. It than returns to being as stiff as a watched Angel. “Tell Smarty Pants that I said thank you,” I tell Mac as I pull the little beanie over my little girl’s head. I walk to the portal. “Are you sure you want to do this? You’re always welcome to the House of Cruelty." I smile. " I know, but this is something I have to do. I know what the curses do, and what part I played in them. I’m sorry.” I take a deep breath and step through the portal. ⏱. ⏲. ⏰. “Oof!” is my first word through the portal. “Crap,” is my second word as the guards approach me. I stiffen in pain as my body starts shifting; the portals power taking effect now. The first guard blinks. “Did he just turn into Eris?” The second guard, a unicorn, glares at me as his horn glows. “Take the foal,” the unicorn commands the pegasus. I remain on the ground as Screwball is once again taken from me. “You see my horn?” asks the unicorn as he raises his hoof. “This will stop you from using your magic. And don’t you even think about attacking me, or this spell will slam you against the ground, you worthless piece of-!” I clench my eyes shut as he swings down his hoof, just as a voice shouts, “Wait!” “What?” the unicorn shouts back. “This foal is purple and has swirled irises.” “So?” ”She’s wearing a beanie with a propeller on top.” My eyes are still clenched shut as I await the unicorn’s blow. Silence continues on for 10 more seconds. “Oh, forget this,” they say at the same time. “I don’t care about some demon spawn!” the unicorn shouts. W H A C K I leap up, shouting, "Her name is Screwball!" "Oof! Ow! Ack! I'm on your side, I promise! Help! Stop hitting me!" is my victim's response. I stop swinging and open my eyes to see the pegasus with no helmet on, a bleeding lip, a bloody nose, a black eye, and Screw ball cupped safely in his right wing. I climb off of him. I try to think of why he seems so familiar. I watch as he climbs up and dusts himself off, mumbling, "My 'original' apparently fought off Daleks, I became part of the royal guard because of my strength, I have reflexes fast enough to pull a mosquito off my arm before it bites, and yet, I wasn't prepared for a lady with her eyes closed." I snap my fingers as I remember, causing him to stiffly stand up straight, Screwball still cupped by his wing. "You're the Discorded Doctor," I say before looking at my hand. Claw, not hand. Is it claws or talons for fingers? are my thoughts before I am knocked down by the rush of memories. I am flouting in a plane of chaos. Discord is in front of us. Our creator. Where you will be sent, there will be several newborns, dead, not by my hands, but by a force unknown to me. You will possess them and bring them back to life, so that, when the time comes, you will fight for your true master, Discord. As I am sent away, I crash into another spirit, one that has been cursed. We spin off course, crashing into the other Discord servants. The curse from the new comer is spreading. As we pass through the ceiling of a hospital, I can see a face, a gray face staring back. Inside the hospital room is a mother, crying as two newborn girls are being taken out of the room. I look around at my friends as I consider our oddities. Me, the girl who is fascinated by Doctor Who, despite resembling the Doctor myself. My sister, Lily, who believes in past lives, yet somehow, not in reincarnation. Petunia, who is uneasy around happiness, even her own. Flora, who just naturally acts so cruel, but doesn't know her own reasons for this. Drake, who can make a bargain or find a way to get what he wants, without having to lay any loyalty to promises on his part. Elite, who hoards simple junk, and turns them into art, but still won't get rid of the bad ones. Janet, who lies so much, she made every 13th day of the week Opposite Day, just to get it out of her system. Mike, a major brony who loves the entire Pie family, most of all, Pinkie. And my crush, Dalek, who was so like Derpy, his nickname is Muffin. 25th birthday. My Muffin gives me a gift he's been working on for who knows how long. In fact, I remember him working on something similar in middle school. A real,working Sonic Screwdriver. He apologises for not having one for Lily. She responds by holding up a Time Turner plush and pointing to her husband-to-be, who has hair curlers in his hair that will never work. Doctor Maniac grips us with his hand, shaking us slightly by the shoulder, and says, "May you take your transformation in stride," before disappearing. We realize his left arm was down, yet he shook us both by his left shoulder using only his right I survey all the ponies I have knocked out. One of them rises and dust himself off. He's unscathed. He resembles Flash Sentry, but his Cutie Mark resembles a sun. He wears a different armour than the others. He look around before speaking. It sounds Japanese. "It is. Nice work you did, and without your Tool." He looks directly at me. "Oh and I said, 'Name's Hihg-Strung, and welcome to the EUP.'" To the library, Saved by a Pink PonyAuthor's Note Remember to leave comments after every chapter. To the library, Saved by a Pink Pony "Are you sure you're all right?" Discorded asks me once again. "Yes, now quit asking that," is my response to the 13'th repeat of the question. I put my ear to the library's door. Dark magic is still in the cracks. Wait. Inside. Voices. "Pinkie, you've been standing there for the last several minutes, what do you want?!" "I got this feeling to come here to tell you something is coming, but I don't know what. *GASP* Discord is outside the door!" I barely step back in time as to not get hit by the door slamming open. The sound of her horn charging up with energy is loud. "Twilight, wait, she has a-!" Pinkie cries out. ZAP! Right before the purple beam hits me, something pink fills my view. An angry "Pbtpbtpbt!" fills the air. When I see who just saved me, I instantly recognize who it is. "Jade? Is that you? How long has it been since I last saw you?" I ask as I hug my friend. After a cough, Jade responds. "Great, ya order freak. You recognize me using that 'Armor sense'?" "I still don't know what an Armor is, but it's just been so long! Oh, and how is Big Bro doing?" "Can someone explain to me what's going on!?" Twilight shouts. We all turn to stare at her. I immediately wish I didn't. Light. Magic. Spell books. Mom. Dad. Spike. An egg. A magical surge. Celestia. The Sun. The Elements. PinkiePieApllejackAppleRarityRainbowDashFluttershyDiscordEVERYONE PainDeathRebirthNewLife ⏳ ⌛ Memories. Too much from just one pony. Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! ⏳. ⌛ "Are you okay?" Voice. Light. Laughter. Pink. "And should I fall, You shall bear it all." Voice. My voice. "The curse, the awful curse. Cruelty, my hatred. Ra killed them, we were just 25, infants, almost. Hate is too strong. Cruelty, formed. Can't kill Ra, curse future rulers, curse their subjects." Fluffy Tales✒ Maybe I should explain some things about myself. I was just in the House when it started. Let's see. Let's start with my home. The House. The House applies to Armor physics. I haven't the slightest as to what that means, but this is how it works. A giant mansion that defies even Time Lord science. Lives go on in here, births, deaths. I've counted at least 13 malls. Travelling these halls? Throw away that map and just keep walking. It's really the only way to get anywhere. If you come into a big room with a fire burning with indescribable colors, don't try to open the giant door. Just head out of Great Hall back into the Left Hall. The air outside The Great Oak Doors is toxic. Never enter the Right Hall. It leads to the basement, a.k.a., the cellar. Why the Great Hall has that name when it's a giant room with a door, I don't know. The basement is very important, yet it's not capitalized. Welp, screw physics and laws. Which brings me to, well, me. Stable makes the rules here, and I'm not allowed to break them. Name's Jade. Here at the House of Cruelty, we go by our True Names. The reason behind the House's name is this: you only are here if great cruelty has visited you in your life. My parents . . . didn't want me. Heck, the only reason they know each other is because of me. Stable says he found me in the sewers. Now, where was I . . . Yes, the rules. I break them. Discord usually comes along with me when I do this, to pick up after me. Big Bro doesn't join us when we head out to do this. Also, this is really the only time Discord lives up to his namesake. Despite Eris seeing his chaos, he still will do these outings. Descriptions? I'm blue haired with about average white skin. Discord is black haired with vampiric skin, despite how much sun we get in here. He is 5' 6". Big Bro is red haired with brown- pure black skin. He speaks to someone called "Bendy" using a trigram that has Meatly faces as symbols. By the sound of it, there's more than one Bendy. Eris is black haired with nice brown skin. She is 5' 6". And the guy behind you right now has no hair, no face either, is 10 feet tall, and gives you a muffin of your favorite flavor before disappearing. Discord is a total order freak, however. This is what I mean: I got lots of party supplies and made a mess with them in one of the malls. Discord cleaned up one tenth of the mess in the same amount of time it took three Butlers to clean up the rest. A Butler is an Armor who is part of the Butler Branch. They are thee best at cleaning anything. And the mess wasn't small. Discord says "to put it simply," that he sees things in two ways. He can see the chaos in the order, and the order in the chaos. And I'm the only one he has trusted to see his room in the dark. Now, I know that I may seem only chaos, but I'm really sweet, actually. I once tried to buy a plush of a pink, fluffy pony that was only for 4 coppers, but I wasn't allowed to. They wouldn't tell me the name of the pony, either. I can't write down the entry's date because this place is always. I suspect that the House of Cruelty is also the Armor Mansion, a place that is where time crosses. Funny thing is, Armors were created by that fimfiction guy that Discord likes. Veteran, or something. 🔏 Today, Big Bro had a vision of sorts. His words were: "Bendy, help me, they're coming, the Ink Lords are coming! Flashing lights, they're here! The link is closing! Help me, Joey, Henry, Bendys! Heeeelp me!" He than stopped thrashing, and sat up. "Five Score, divided by Four. You won't get in my way, once I've send you away. I'll make it short, so it will hurt, You'll suffer not at the hands of me, But in a place of great cruelty." His hand had been inching towards his pentagram, and in one swipe, he put it around his neck. He got up and started walking for the Doors. None of us followed him. 🔐 I remember now. I'm half changeling, half Blessed Creature. Stable came to see me. Had he told me my real name, I would have remembered too soon. I was caught by the curse Cruelty had placed on Big Sis. Her demons were flung away,but now she has new demons in her, more powerful. She has more control over these ones than the others. Stable is bald with white eyebrows. He is only five feet tall, but he gives a feeling of authority even when sitting down. He always wears a plain white shirt and blue jeans. No shoes, but his feet aren't hairy or have any veins popping up on them. You'd think his voice deep with his build and knowing eyes, but it's kind and gentle, sounding more like a young child. Stable said that it was time to go to my Time. To my world. He opened a passage. They connect to any door anywhere. I had gone through the doors and into a church. I exited through the door nearest me. It's night out. Outside is a single car, designed to look like a phone booth on its side. With some nervousness I realized that my pick up was a Whoovian. The car was designed like the Tenths TARDIS. I've heard too much about the Doctor from Discord and Hihg-Strung to be enthusiastic about a heater in a nice, warm car, and . . . Why was I so cold? With a start, I realized that my clothes did not make it through the portal. Footsteps as somebody approached me. "Here are some warm clothes, Fluffy. I suggest you wear them," someone had said. I turned around to see someone in black jeans, a black sweater, black shoes, headphones, and a Vietnam Veteran cap pulled way over his eyes. The clothes he held out were cozy looking sweat pants and a sweater with a heart on it. As I reached for the clothes, my arm passes into his line of sight. "Wearing a shirt sleeved shirt, huh? And shorts too? Must have been warm on the other side of the Doorway." He raised his hat's bill, and I was too slow to cover myself. He lowered it soon as he saw the sight of me. He coughed. "That's the trouble with portals, clothing doesn't always come through intact," he says, blushing. I'm blushing, too. I took the clothes and quickly put them on. "And may I know the name of the Whoovian who is my pick up?" I ask as I listen to the music that's drifting from his headphones. He looked at the car. "That's not my car. I was lent it for long-term." I placed the music. "Your name?" "Discord. Your voice sounds kind of funny." "Car. Inside. Now, please?" He opened the car for me, and I climbed in. I glanced at the church's sign. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I wondered if that is his religion. He then climbed in himself and proceeded to move the dials and switches that replaced the steering wheel. He asked me a question that I found odd. "Do you remember when you gave permission to me to use you in a story? I actually never got around to doing that one." I only shook my head as a response as he hit the button that made the vehicle warp. "You must be the canonverse one, then," he said as he turned on the heater. Turns out, that car was a TARDIS, a Travel And Road Distance In Seconds. He took me to Time Mansion, where I met several Doctor ponies, including Justin, the blond blue earth pony from Canterlot. They made Discord and I blush a lot by saying that we would become couples. Well, it's time for bed. I really need to work on my writing. 🔒 I was dropped off at the portal site, a school. I hid in the school as to not get noticed. I had noticed a changeling going inside as well, and so followed. She went to a basement to free a human. By the looks of it, the human "Liz" is a Second Mother, a term for a non-changeling that acts as mother to a changeling. At least, that's the term from my nest. It also seemed that "Digit" hadn't called Liz Mom before. Hmmmm. Well, it's not my place to judge. I ended up sneaking with them to the portal. Liz showed hesitation when arriving, so I quickly jumped in after Digit to reassure her. On reflection, that was a stupid idea, as she didn't even see me before, and was looking away when I went through. I ended up crashing into a bunch of boxes after I jumped through the portal. I was dazed, and so wore a blank face. Digit called me Liz when seeing me. I could only manage a raspberry, having not been in pony form before then. I wasn't sure how to control the mouth muscles. Digit looked away as her name was called. I took a look at Liz and memorized what she looked like. The information could prove useful later on. Now, I have hidden as I was instructed. I was told to hide until Discord comes. But which Discord? 🔓 Discord mumbled something about the curses. I looked back at Pinkie, who was saying, "Why don't I know what's going on, it's usually so obvious, why did Liz turn into Fluffle Puff?!" I wasn't sure whether to be worried about her or Discord. Discord suddenly got up, fire literally in her eyes. Her head turned to glare at Twilight. "You are a princess, Post, are you aware?" Twilight could only nod as she discovered that she couldn't work her magic. "Do you know who did the wrong?!" Discord shouted at Twilight, as she kept advancing towards Twilight. I jumped at Discord, only to be knocked away. I looked at Dissy for help, but he was busy with the baby. Twilight was now backed against a bookshelf; Pinkie was trying to stop Discord, but couldn't get through the magical shield Discord had set up. "Do you why I want to kill you all?! Ask your mentor's father, he killed them all! Ra killed them!" Discord had Twilight pinned down by her paw, talons ready to strike. Just as she began to swing, a voice rang out. "Discord!" The light shining on Twilight's face disappeared; the fire in Discord's eyes went out. "F- Fluttershy?" Discord asked as she released Twilight. She stood and turned around, before fainting again. Author's Note This my attempt to make a long chapter. Friends TogetherAuthor's Note Please realize that Discord's thoughts are on the moment most of the time, live action to them. So, if it gets confusing to know what's happening, then that may be intended. Friends Together I take another bite of my hamburger. I looked across the table to my friend. "How come I always get free food? I don't ask for it to be free, they don't tell me the price, they just give my order." Hihg responds with this: "Why don't ponies talk about my guitar? I don't tell them to ignore the blade, they don't look at the blood stains, they just see it." "Yeah, perhaps that is weirder than free food. After this, do you want to see a movie? "Sure! And I've got enough on me for a jumbo popcorn. Hey, I just realized. Free food means that you get bottomless popcorn, right?" I roll my eyes at that as I watch a mini version of Knuckles run around, trying to spit on Zombrain. It looks familiar. Hihg looks behind himself and says, "I think we should run." "Why?" The Knuckles looks at me and cries, "Deval!" "Nope!" I shout as I get up and start running. I had remembered where the little guy was from. "Leave the burgers as sacrifices!" I shout at High, who was trying to eat his as he was running. ✳ "Do you think we escaped them?" asks Strung as we catch our breath. I open the closet door. Look into the eyes of this devil worshiper who thought I was his devil. And instantly close the closet door. " It was holding some sort of symbol in its hands. It pointed in eight directions. " "How long till it's safe?" High asks me. I examine the closet and realize where we are. Not far from my room. "We'll have to RUN!" I shout as I throw open the closet's door. ✳ "Discord!" a worried voice shouts. "Wake up, please!" I open my eyes. My sight is still blurry. "What just happened?" I ask out loud, my mind also blirry. That voice, though. Why does it sound so familiar, so welcoming to me? "Flutter -- away ---them." Another voice, farther off from me. It sounds angry. "I don't aban--- friend --- light!" The voice went away slightly. Did they raise their head to speak to the other voice? "Ohhh. . ." My whole body is exhausted. "Are you alri-? Twilight, NO!" The pony was whisked away by a purple glow. "Are you crazy, Fluttershy?! He- She- They could kill us!" My body is being dragged. I can see now, though my body is still exhausted. Twilight is facing Fluttershy, who is being held up by Twi's magic. Pinkie, is dragging me away. "Twilight, stop it before I start letting so many swear words, you'll drop Fluttershy!" Pinkie shouts. "Screwball," I manage to weakly cry out. Twilight sets down Fluttershy and turns to look at me. "What did you say?" she asks, horn still lit to attack. I can hear sobbing from outside, and someone trying to shush them. Twilight also seems to hear the sound. "A foal?" she asks out loud as the glow from her horn dies out. She then heads out the door and out of my sight, my head still being held by Pinkie. "Who is the fill-. Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. Please tell me that that isn't what I think it is?" Discorded says something that I find slightly funny. "I don't know what you think it is because I can't read your mind yet, but I know that this is my Master's daughter." "I... Can... Explain..." I weakly mutter. Twilight turns back and forth from looking at me, Screwball, and avoiding Fluttershy's glare. Pinkie then tilts my head back to look into her eyes. "Tell me . . . Why. . . I don't know what's going on," she sternly says. "Armor magic is designed to be able to cloak anything from anything, except from radars. That includes your sense. As for Screwball, I was . . . forced into a relationship with a stranger." At this, Twilight has a look of confusion on her face, on Fluttershy's a look of sympathy, but that doesn't last long on Twilight's end. "You'- You're just trying to trick us. I won't fall for it!" WHACK "You- You knocked out Twilight!" Fluttershy exclaims. "She was getting on my nerves," Discorded simply says. "She's a princess!" Fluttershy screams back. "Of whose control does not include me." I feel my head swimming. "He- Help?" I ask as things get dark. Explaining A Different StoryBig Bro snags a piece of paper as he runs out of the room. "Explain this!" he shouts as he runs, shading the picture with his hat. "Rule 37, Rule 38, and Rule 42!" I shout at him. No matter how messed up things are, there is worse. There are no real limits here. Nothing is sacred. I point at the first paper and make a motion to return. The paper flies back into my room. I summon my phone over from where it was. I take a deep breath. Inhale, exhale. I take another deep breath. Inhale, exhale. I take another deep breath. Inhale, ex- I get a carrot to the face. "What is it, Angel?" I ask him. Although I can't hear what he's saying, I can understand it. "You already know how you came under my care, why are asking?" "Alright, alright, but let's get everyone together first, 'Kay you little rascal?" He nods in agreement. I go over to the poster of an owl and lift it up, Owlicious reading in her little cove. "Come on out, Candy," I say, calling her by the nick name I gave her. I peek beneath the bed, only to see that Opal and Winona had fallen asleep next to each other. "What do mean by " The fandom is true," Gummy?" I ask as I now search for the alligator. I knew full well what he meant when he said it, and I don't like that he said that. A tortoise on a RC truck rushes by my feet, almost knocking me down. "Tom! Where's Gummy?" I now demand, starting to get irritated at my pets. He slowly raises his head upwards. Gummy then releases his claws from the ceiling and lands on my bed. "You're not invisible, Gummy," I say, really irritated now. "You still basically said that you're invisible, just more complicated." "Just- Just, please don't, I'm not up for these kind of things today." I sigh. "Angel was wanting to hear of how all of you came under my care. Hey! Don't say that about Angel, Gummy! You may of had it memorized when I first told you, but that gives you no room to insult Angel. That's it." Using my abilities, I turn Gummy into a rubber ball and toss beneath the bed. Soon, I can hear squeaking. I smile. "Winona, if you could come up here next to me, and keep him your mouth?" I ask him. "Thank you. Now, let's see. Ah, yes. I was having a picnic with a girl, I think she was related to me, when the other me showed up. I forgot what happened next, but I do remember sending out a spell to protect my friends, but a kiss distracted me. I messed up the spell, and when I became Eleven, Stable gave all of you to me to care for. The spell effected all of you instead." "Yes, I sure did mess it up, Gummy. Yes, I'm dressed like Hello Neighbor, and you know that I have several pairs of clothing exactly like it. Now, about my mistakes that I made with the spell. The behavior of all of you. Angel, now a best friend. Gummy, who is a smart jack now. Opal, who gets along with others very easily. Candy, you haven't changed that much, and that's good. Tank Tom Dash, your only change is that you now drive a RC truck. And Winona, it's obvious to see what happened to him." "Gummy, do you want to make a map of all Undertale AUs? "Good." Angel comes over and gives me my phone. "Thank you," I tell him. I take a deep breath. Talking to my pets helped calm me down, but I need to speak to a friend of mine. I pick up my phone and dial a number I'm familiar with. 🔌 "That is new. Pizza, did you give a tattoo to me in my sleep?" She gave no response from wherever she was. Which meant that she was probably sleeping in her room. Toast pushed himself up, off the ground and dusted himself off. He shrugged and and looked at what he was working on before. Marshmallow. Too bad he couldn't get her AI system working. The phone rang on the garage floor. He picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hey pall, how are y-- Gummy! Be quiet already!" was the response. "Hey, you're still working on that Sweetiebot, right?" "Yes, I am." he responded "Great. I found a USB that has a program that may help you with that. Unfortunately, I can only find a big box to put it in. The cardboard is very heavy." "Um, you already sent that. I got it yesterday. Also, I'm using the cardboard for some of Sweetie's supports. Hey, I gotta go wake Pizza. Call you later?" "Sure! It's nice to hear a friend's voice." *Click* Toast looked at the phone and shrugged. "TOAST!" "Get in here! What did you do to my leg?" He opened the door to the house and went in. His sister was standing in the kitchen, nightgown hitched to show a pizza tattoo. "You got one too, huh? Time to theorize!" "Wait, so it wasn't you?" she asked, releasing her nightgown. In response, he slung off the shoulders of his overalls, letting them drop. He then lifted the side of his shirt to show the mark, then pulled his overalls back up. "Well, if it wasn't either of us, then what rando would tattoo us in our sleep, and just leave?" "Like I siad, TIME TO THEORIZE! First up, Discord!" "No." "Why, 'no'? Discord can do anything! He's the best and most OP character in My Little Pony." "Like you said, My Little Pony. He's not real. Got any other weird theorize?" "YES!" "I shouldn't have asked." Some Things Are Best Left HiddenAs we are nearing my room, I can sense that something is wrong. No, I don't sense it. I can smell it. Colored pencils, chocolate muffins, burning wood, and burning wax. Someone is in my room. We round the corner, and the Knuckles stop clicking. Jade is there, looking ashamed as he holds his head in his hands, as his brother and Fly Down are searching in my room. The lights are turned off. I can see Big Bro looking at my desk, him being detectable by his red glow-in-the-dark Devil's cap. And Fly Down's glowing wings give him away. "Man, this is messed up, Fly. I only speak to a cartoon that's modeled after a devil, but it looks like-" "It looks like you came in uninvited," I growl. I hear scampering and turn around to see the Knuckles running away. I turn back around. "Get out," I say as I walk past them, over to where my light switch is located. Near the ground, behind my bed slightly. Placed so no one could "accidentally" turn off my lights. "Why in Old Nell's name to you have drawn over-!" Big Bro begins to say. "GET OUT!" I roar at them. 💚 "" Oh, why isn't he awake, he should be awake by now." I take a deep breath. "Everything is alright, it's all right, right Angel?" I turn towards the couch before remembering. "Oh. Right. He's gone. But I can't think about that right now. I have a friend to help!" I turn to look at the couch, and my jaw drops open. Snuggling up to Discord was Angel Bunny! Discord pushes herself up, but keeps her eyes closed. "Where am I?" she asks as she picks up Angel. "You're- You're in my home, a- broken down RV," I whisper, ashamed that all i could offer my old friend was a heap to stay in. "You still sound so cute, did you know? I really did want to go on a date with you before, but I accidentally read your diary-." "What! When? And why is Angel letting you pet him?" "Angel was mad at you, and so he grabbed a book for me to read. I opened it without a 3rd thought, and stumbled upon some information. I mean, I already knew about it, but this confirmed it. As for Angel, I raised him as a human. I being a human, not him." "You. . . You knew?" "I can read minds. Well, at least I used to be able to." "Are you sure you're OK, though?" I ask, trying to get back on subject. She gives me a kind smile. "I never said I was." A look of worry crosses her face. "Is there anypony else around?" she asks. I shake my head no. "Good. Now I can open my eyes." She does so and exits the RV to stretch. "So. . . What happened to Eris in all this?" I ask, remembering Discord mentioning something about a twin before all this. A secret I was trusted too, with me the only pony knowing about them. She immediately stiffens up at this question. "I- It's O- okay if you don't want to talk about that. I'm so sorry I shouldn't have asked, I'll leave you alone-" She suddenly turns around and grabs my face. "Where is Screwball?" she ask. Before I can answer, she slumps forward onto me. Angel immediately comes over to help. I, however, am still confused about the conversation I just had with Discord. But that, in a way, makes sense. Author's Note There's a reason for Fluttershy's text being green. Name the reference in the color if you can.
The StartAuthor's Note Hey everypony, Vietmane here, I just wanted to say, please leave comments at the end of every chapter, even if I don't publish this till I finished it completely. Thanks. Oh and I received permission from Puff herself, to include her in this story. Also, things aren't going to make much sense for a while. If you wait, it will. The Start I stare at the wedding from a distance. A changling could get sick from the love level here. I lay under the tree to sleep. A wail breaks through the air. “Shh. It will be all right, Screwball, it will be all right,”, I whisper as I fall asleep. ⏱. It’s sunset. I stand up, still holding the child. I start towards the facility. ⏱. I pull open the shed’s door. There are four men. Two of them I don’t recognize. One has a guitar. The forth is Big Mac. Maybe he’ll understand. I walk into the building. Macintosh looks at me and glares. “Discord” he growls. He runs to me, followed by the blue haired guitar player. He grabs Screwball from me and hands her to the other. “How are you alive?! You kill and turn ponies into humans for amusement, but now your stealing children?! Whose is it?!” I’m panicking. I don’t know what to do. I raise my hand and point at the other, his red guitar catching the little light on in the room. “I name you Rumpelstiltskin!” I cry out. “I name you Rumpelstiltskin!” A game he and I used to play. He nods and turns to the other two. “Shield! Hold back and hold position. Sword! Block and hold position. Ignore Red Apple.” One rushes over and pulls Big Mack away from me, then holds him back by the arms. The other stands defensively in front of me, spread eagled. In the brighter light, I can see that they’re made of stone. “Strung! Are you mad? That’s Discord!” shouts Mac. “And his child Screwball," is his reply as he hands her back to me, while pointing his axe guitar at Makin’. Big Mac stop struggling. “His child?” As I expected, the first thing he asked when I show her to him is, “Where’s the beanie?” Shield reaches into Big Mac’s back pack and removes the beanie from a familiar toy, before tossing the beanie to me. It than returns to being as stiff as a watched Angel. “Tell Smarty Pants that I said thank you,” I tell Mac as I pull the little beanie over my little girl’s head. I walk to the portal. “Are you sure you want to do this? You’re always welcome to the House of Cruelty." I smile. " I know, but this is something I have to do. I know what the curses do, and what part I played in them. I’m sorry.” I take a deep breath and step through the portal. ⏱. ⏲. ⏰. “Oof!” is my first word through the portal. “Crap,” is my second word as the guards approach me. I stiffen in pain as my body starts shifting; the portals power taking effect now. The first guard blinks. “Did he just turn into Eris?” The second guard, a unicorn, glares at me as his horn glows. “Take the foal,” the unicorn commands the pegasus. I remain on the ground as Screwball is once again taken from me. “You see my horn?” asks the unicorn as he raises his hoof. “This will stop you from using your magic. And don’t you even think about attacking me, or this spell will slam you against the ground, you worthless piece of-!” I clench my eyes shut as he swings down his hoof, just as a voice shouts, “Wait!” “What?” the unicorn shouts back. “This foal is purple and has swirled irises.” “So?” ”She’s wearing a beanie with a propeller on top.” My eyes are still clenched shut as I await the unicorn’s blow. Silence continues on for 10 more seconds. “Oh, forget this,” they say at the same time. “I don’t care about some demon spawn!” the unicorn shouts. W H A C K I leap up, shouting, "Her name is Screwball!" "Oof! Ow! Ack! I'm on your side, I promise! Help! Stop hitting me!" is my victim's response. I stop swinging and open my eyes to see the pegasus with no helmet on, a bleeding lip, a bloody nose, a black eye, and Screw ball cupped safely in his right wing. I climb off of him. I try to think of why he seems so familiar. I watch as he climbs up and dusts himself off, mumbling, "My 'original' apparently fought off Daleks, I became part of the royal guard because of my strength, I have reflexes fast enough to pull a mosquito off my arm before it bites, and yet, I wasn't prepared for a lady with her eyes closed." I snap my fingers as I remember, causing him to stiffly stand up straight, Screwball still cupped by his wing. "You're the Discorded Doctor," I say before looking at my hand. Claw, not hand. Is it claws or talons for fingers? are my thoughts before I am knocked down by the rush of memories. I am flouting in a plane of chaos. Discord is in front of us. Our creator. Where you will be sent, there will be several newborns, dead, not by my hands, but by a force unknown to me. You will possess them and bring them back to life, so that, when the time comes, you will fight for your true master, Discord. As I am sent away, I crash into another spirit, one that has been cursed. We spin off course, crashing into the other Discord servants. The curse from the new comer is spreading. As we pass through the ceiling of a hospital, I can see a face, a gray face staring back. Inside the hospital room is a mother, crying as two newborn girls are being taken out of the room. I look around at my friends as I consider our oddities. Me, the girl who is fascinated by Doctor Who, despite resembling the Doctor myself. My sister, Lily, who believes in past lives, yet somehow, not in reincarnation. Petunia, who is uneasy around happiness, even her own. Flora, who just naturally acts so cruel, but doesn't know her own reasons for this. Drake, who can make a bargain or find a way to get what he wants, without having to lay any loyalty to promises on his part. Elite, who hoards simple junk, and turns them into art, but still won't get rid of the bad ones. Janet, who lies so much, she made every 13th day of the week Opposite Day, just to get it out of her system. Mike, a major brony who loves the entire Pie family, most of all, Pinkie. And my crush, Dalek, who was so like Derpy, his nickname is Muffin. 25th birthday. My Muffin gives me a gift he's been working on for who knows how long. In fact, I remember him working on something similar in middle school. A real,working Sonic Screwdriver. He apologises for not having one for Lily. She responds by holding up a Time Turner plush and pointing to her husband-to-be, who has hair curlers in his hair that will never work. Doctor Maniac grips us with his hand, shaking us slightly by the shoulder, and says, "May you take your transformation in stride," before disappearing. We realize his left arm was down, yet he shook us both by his left shoulder using only his right I survey all the ponies I have knocked out. One of them rises and dust himself off. He's unscathed. He resembles Flash Sentry, but his Cutie Mark resembles a sun. He wears a different armour than the others. He look around before speaking. It sounds Japanese. "It is. Nice work you did, and without your Tool." He looks directly at me. "Oh and I said, 'Name's Hihg-Strung, and welcome to the EUP.'"
To the library, Saved by a Pink PonyAuthor's Note Remember to leave comments after every chapter. To the library, Saved by a Pink Pony "Are you sure you're all right?" Discorded asks me once again. "Yes, now quit asking that," is my response to the 13'th repeat of the question. I put my ear to the library's door. Dark magic is still in the cracks. Wait. Inside. Voices. "Pinkie, you've been standing there for the last several minutes, what do you want?!" "I got this feeling to come here to tell you something is coming, but I don't know what. *GASP* Discord is outside the door!" I barely step back in time as to not get hit by the door slamming open. The sound of her horn charging up with energy is loud. "Twilight, wait, she has a-!" Pinkie cries out. ZAP! Right before the purple beam hits me, something pink fills my view. An angry "Pbtpbtpbt!" fills the air. When I see who just saved me, I instantly recognize who it is. "Jade? Is that you? How long has it been since I last saw you?" I ask as I hug my friend. After a cough, Jade responds. "Great, ya order freak. You recognize me using that 'Armor sense'?" "I still don't know what an Armor is, but it's just been so long! Oh, and how is Big Bro doing?" "Can someone explain to me what's going on!?" Twilight shouts. We all turn to stare at her. I immediately wish I didn't. Light. Magic. Spell books. Mom. Dad. Spike. An egg. A magical surge. Celestia. The Sun. The Elements. PinkiePieApllejackAppleRarityRainbowDashFluttershyDiscordEVERYONE PainDeathRebirthNewLife ⏳ ⌛ Memories. Too much from just one pony. Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! ⏳. ⌛ "Are you okay?" Voice. Light. Laughter. Pink. "And should I fall, You shall bear it all." Voice. My voice. "The curse, the awful curse. Cruelty, my hatred. Ra killed them, we were just 25, infants, almost. Hate is too strong. Cruelty, formed. Can't kill Ra, curse future rulers, curse their subjects."
Fluffy Tales✒ Maybe I should explain some things about myself. I was just in the House when it started. Let's see. Let's start with my home. The House. The House applies to Armor physics. I haven't the slightest as to what that means, but this is how it works. A giant mansion that defies even Time Lord science. Lives go on in here, births, deaths. I've counted at least 13 malls. Travelling these halls? Throw away that map and just keep walking. It's really the only way to get anywhere. If you come into a big room with a fire burning with indescribable colors, don't try to open the giant door. Just head out of Great Hall back into the Left Hall. The air outside The Great Oak Doors is toxic. Never enter the Right Hall. It leads to the basement, a.k.a., the cellar. Why the Great Hall has that name when it's a giant room with a door, I don't know. The basement is very important, yet it's not capitalized. Welp, screw physics and laws. Which brings me to, well, me. Stable makes the rules here, and I'm not allowed to break them. Name's Jade. Here at the House of Cruelty, we go by our True Names. The reason behind the House's name is this: you only are here if great cruelty has visited you in your life. My parents . . . didn't want me. Heck, the only reason they know each other is because of me. Stable says he found me in the sewers. Now, where was I . . . Yes, the rules. I break them. Discord usually comes along with me when I do this, to pick up after me. Big Bro doesn't join us when we head out to do this. Also, this is really the only time Discord lives up to his namesake. Despite Eris seeing his chaos, he still will do these outings. Descriptions? I'm blue haired with about average white skin. Discord is black haired with vampiric skin, despite how much sun we get in here. He is 5' 6". Big Bro is red haired with brown- pure black skin. He speaks to someone called "Bendy" using a trigram that has Meatly faces as symbols. By the sound of it, there's more than one Bendy. Eris is black haired with nice brown skin. She is 5' 6". And the guy behind you right now has no hair, no face either, is 10 feet tall, and gives you a muffin of your favorite flavor before disappearing. Discord is a total order freak, however. This is what I mean: I got lots of party supplies and made a mess with them in one of the malls. Discord cleaned up one tenth of the mess in the same amount of time it took three Butlers to clean up the rest. A Butler is an Armor who is part of the Butler Branch. They are thee best at cleaning anything. And the mess wasn't small. Discord says "to put it simply," that he sees things in two ways. He can see the chaos in the order, and the order in the chaos. And I'm the only one he has trusted to see his room in the dark. Now, I know that I may seem only chaos, but I'm really sweet, actually. I once tried to buy a plush of a pink, fluffy pony that was only for 4 coppers, but I wasn't allowed to. They wouldn't tell me the name of the pony, either. I can't write down the entry's date because this place is always. I suspect that the House of Cruelty is also the Armor Mansion, a place that is where time crosses. Funny thing is, Armors were created by that fimfiction guy that Discord likes. Veteran, or something. 🔏 Today, Big Bro had a vision of sorts. His words were: "Bendy, help me, they're coming, the Ink Lords are coming! Flashing lights, they're here! The link is closing! Help me, Joey, Henry, Bendys! Heeeelp me!" He than stopped thrashing, and sat up. "Five Score, divided by Four. You won't get in my way, once I've send you away. I'll make it short, so it will hurt, You'll suffer not at the hands of me, But in a place of great cruelty." His hand had been inching towards his pentagram, and in one swipe, he put it around his neck. He got up and started walking for the Doors. None of us followed him. 🔐 I remember now. I'm half changeling, half Blessed Creature. Stable came to see me. Had he told me my real name, I would have remembered too soon. I was caught by the curse Cruelty had placed on Big Sis. Her demons were flung away,but now she has new demons in her, more powerful. She has more control over these ones than the others. Stable is bald with white eyebrows. He is only five feet tall, but he gives a feeling of authority even when sitting down. He always wears a plain white shirt and blue jeans. No shoes, but his feet aren't hairy or have any veins popping up on them. You'd think his voice deep with his build and knowing eyes, but it's kind and gentle, sounding more like a young child. Stable said that it was time to go to my Time. To my world. He opened a passage. They connect to any door anywhere. I had gone through the doors and into a church. I exited through the door nearest me. It's night out. Outside is a single car, designed to look like a phone booth on its side. With some nervousness I realized that my pick up was a Whoovian. The car was designed like the Tenths TARDIS. I've heard too much about the Doctor from Discord and Hihg-Strung to be enthusiastic about a heater in a nice, warm car, and . . . Why was I so cold? With a start, I realized that my clothes did not make it through the portal. Footsteps as somebody approached me. "Here are some warm clothes, Fluffy. I suggest you wear them," someone had said. I turned around to see someone in black jeans, a black sweater, black shoes, headphones, and a Vietnam Veteran cap pulled way over his eyes. The clothes he held out were cozy looking sweat pants and a sweater with a heart on it. As I reached for the clothes, my arm passes into his line of sight. "Wearing a shirt sleeved shirt, huh? And shorts too? Must have been warm on the other side of the Doorway." He raised his hat's bill, and I was too slow to cover myself. He lowered it soon as he saw the sight of me. He coughed. "That's the trouble with portals, clothing doesn't always come through intact," he says, blushing. I'm blushing, too. I took the clothes and quickly put them on. "And may I know the name of the Whoovian who is my pick up?" I ask as I listen to the music that's drifting from his headphones. He looked at the car. "That's not my car. I was lent it for long-term." I placed the music. "Your name?" "Discord. Your voice sounds kind of funny." "Car. Inside. Now, please?" He opened the car for me, and I climbed in. I glanced at the church's sign. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I wondered if that is his religion. He then climbed in himself and proceeded to move the dials and switches that replaced the steering wheel. He asked me a question that I found odd. "Do you remember when you gave permission to me to use you in a story? I actually never got around to doing that one." I only shook my head as a response as he hit the button that made the vehicle warp. "You must be the canonverse one, then," he said as he turned on the heater. Turns out, that car was a TARDIS, a Travel And Road Distance In Seconds. He took me to Time Mansion, where I met several Doctor ponies, including Justin, the blond blue earth pony from Canterlot. They made Discord and I blush a lot by saying that we would become couples. Well, it's time for bed. I really need to work on my writing. 🔒 I was dropped off at the portal site, a school. I hid in the school as to not get noticed. I had noticed a changeling going inside as well, and so followed. She went to a basement to free a human. By the looks of it, the human "Liz" is a Second Mother, a term for a non-changeling that acts as mother to a changeling. At least, that's the term from my nest. It also seemed that "Digit" hadn't called Liz Mom before. Hmmmm. Well, it's not my place to judge. I ended up sneaking with them to the portal. Liz showed hesitation when arriving, so I quickly jumped in after Digit to reassure her. On reflection, that was a stupid idea, as she didn't even see me before, and was looking away when I went through. I ended up crashing into a bunch of boxes after I jumped through the portal. I was dazed, and so wore a blank face. Digit called me Liz when seeing me. I could only manage a raspberry, having not been in pony form before then. I wasn't sure how to control the mouth muscles. Digit looked away as her name was called. I took a look at Liz and memorized what she looked like. The information could prove useful later on. Now, I have hidden as I was instructed. I was told to hide until Discord comes. But which Discord? 🔓 Discord mumbled something about the curses. I looked back at Pinkie, who was saying, "Why don't I know what's going on, it's usually so obvious, why did Liz turn into Fluffle Puff?!" I wasn't sure whether to be worried about her or Discord. Discord suddenly got up, fire literally in her eyes. Her head turned to glare at Twilight. "You are a princess, Post, are you aware?" Twilight could only nod as she discovered that she couldn't work her magic. "Do you know who did the wrong?!" Discord shouted at Twilight, as she kept advancing towards Twilight. I jumped at Discord, only to be knocked away. I looked at Dissy for help, but he was busy with the baby. Twilight was now backed against a bookshelf; Pinkie was trying to stop Discord, but couldn't get through the magical shield Discord had set up. "Do you why I want to kill you all?! Ask your mentor's father, he killed them all! Ra killed them!" Discord had Twilight pinned down by her paw, talons ready to strike. Just as she began to swing, a voice rang out. "Discord!" The light shining on Twilight's face disappeared; the fire in Discord's eyes went out. "F- Fluttershy?" Discord asked as she released Twilight. She stood and turned around, before fainting again. Author's Note This my attempt to make a long chapter.
Friends TogetherAuthor's Note Please realize that Discord's thoughts are on the moment most of the time, live action to them. So, if it gets confusing to know what's happening, then that may be intended. Friends Together I take another bite of my hamburger. I looked across the table to my friend. "How come I always get free food? I don't ask for it to be free, they don't tell me the price, they just give my order." Hihg responds with this: "Why don't ponies talk about my guitar? I don't tell them to ignore the blade, they don't look at the blood stains, they just see it." "Yeah, perhaps that is weirder than free food. After this, do you want to see a movie? "Sure! And I've got enough on me for a jumbo popcorn. Hey, I just realized. Free food means that you get bottomless popcorn, right?" I roll my eyes at that as I watch a mini version of Knuckles run around, trying to spit on Zombrain. It looks familiar. Hihg looks behind himself and says, "I think we should run." "Why?" The Knuckles looks at me and cries, "Deval!" "Nope!" I shout as I get up and start running. I had remembered where the little guy was from. "Leave the burgers as sacrifices!" I shout at High, who was trying to eat his as he was running. ✳ "Do you think we escaped them?" asks Strung as we catch our breath. I open the closet door. Look into the eyes of this devil worshiper who thought I was his devil. And instantly close the closet door. " It was holding some sort of symbol in its hands. It pointed in eight directions. " "How long till it's safe?" High asks me. I examine the closet and realize where we are. Not far from my room. "We'll have to RUN!" I shout as I throw open the closet's door. ✳ "Discord!" a worried voice shouts. "Wake up, please!" I open my eyes. My sight is still blurry. "What just happened?" I ask out loud, my mind also blirry. That voice, though. Why does it sound so familiar, so welcoming to me? "Flutter -- away ---them." Another voice, farther off from me. It sounds angry. "I don't aban--- friend --- light!" The voice went away slightly. Did they raise their head to speak to the other voice? "Ohhh. . ." My whole body is exhausted. "Are you alri-? Twilight, NO!" The pony was whisked away by a purple glow. "Are you crazy, Fluttershy?! He- She- They could kill us!" My body is being dragged. I can see now, though my body is still exhausted. Twilight is facing Fluttershy, who is being held up by Twi's magic. Pinkie, is dragging me away. "Twilight, stop it before I start letting so many swear words, you'll drop Fluttershy!" Pinkie shouts. "Screwball," I manage to weakly cry out. Twilight sets down Fluttershy and turns to look at me. "What did you say?" she asks, horn still lit to attack. I can hear sobbing from outside, and someone trying to shush them. Twilight also seems to hear the sound. "A foal?" she asks out loud as the glow from her horn dies out. She then heads out the door and out of my sight, my head still being held by Pinkie. "Who is the fill-. Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. Please tell me that that isn't what I think it is?" Discorded says something that I find slightly funny. "I don't know what you think it is because I can't read your mind yet, but I know that this is my Master's daughter." "I... Can... Explain..." I weakly mutter. Twilight turns back and forth from looking at me, Screwball, and avoiding Fluttershy's glare. Pinkie then tilts my head back to look into her eyes. "Tell me . . . Why. . . I don't know what's going on," she sternly says. "Armor magic is designed to be able to cloak anything from anything, except from radars. That includes your sense. As for Screwball, I was . . . forced into a relationship with a stranger." At this, Twilight has a look of confusion on her face, on Fluttershy's a look of sympathy, but that doesn't last long on Twilight's end. "You'- You're just trying to trick us. I won't fall for it!" WHACK "You- You knocked out Twilight!" Fluttershy exclaims. "She was getting on my nerves," Discorded simply says. "She's a princess!" Fluttershy screams back. "Of whose control does not include me." I feel my head swimming. "He- Help?" I ask as things get dark.
Explaining A Different StoryBig Bro snags a piece of paper as he runs out of the room. "Explain this!" he shouts as he runs, shading the picture with his hat. "Rule 37, Rule 38, and Rule 42!" I shout at him. No matter how messed up things are, there is worse. There are no real limits here. Nothing is sacred. I point at the first paper and make a motion to return. The paper flies back into my room. I summon my phone over from where it was. I take a deep breath. Inhale, exhale. I take another deep breath. Inhale, exhale. I take another deep breath. Inhale, ex- I get a carrot to the face. "What is it, Angel?" I ask him. Although I can't hear what he's saying, I can understand it. "You already know how you came under my care, why are asking?" "Alright, alright, but let's get everyone together first, 'Kay you little rascal?" He nods in agreement. I go over to the poster of an owl and lift it up, Owlicious reading in her little cove. "Come on out, Candy," I say, calling her by the nick name I gave her. I peek beneath the bed, only to see that Opal and Winona had fallen asleep next to each other. "What do mean by " The fandom is true," Gummy?" I ask as I now search for the alligator. I knew full well what he meant when he said it, and I don't like that he said that. A tortoise on a RC truck rushes by my feet, almost knocking me down. "Tom! Where's Gummy?" I now demand, starting to get irritated at my pets. He slowly raises his head upwards. Gummy then releases his claws from the ceiling and lands on my bed. "You're not invisible, Gummy," I say, really irritated now. "You still basically said that you're invisible, just more complicated." "Just- Just, please don't, I'm not up for these kind of things today." I sigh. "Angel was wanting to hear of how all of you came under my care. Hey! Don't say that about Angel, Gummy! You may of had it memorized when I first told you, but that gives you no room to insult Angel. That's it." Using my abilities, I turn Gummy into a rubber ball and toss beneath the bed. Soon, I can hear squeaking. I smile. "Winona, if you could come up here next to me, and keep him your mouth?" I ask him. "Thank you. Now, let's see. Ah, yes. I was having a picnic with a girl, I think she was related to me, when the other me showed up. I forgot what happened next, but I do remember sending out a spell to protect my friends, but a kiss distracted me. I messed up the spell, and when I became Eleven, Stable gave all of you to me to care for. The spell effected all of you instead." "Yes, I sure did mess it up, Gummy. Yes, I'm dressed like Hello Neighbor, and you know that I have several pairs of clothing exactly like it. Now, about my mistakes that I made with the spell. The behavior of all of you. Angel, now a best friend. Gummy, who is a smart jack now. Opal, who gets along with others very easily. Candy, you haven't changed that much, and that's good. Tank Tom Dash, your only change is that you now drive a RC truck. And Winona, it's obvious to see what happened to him." "Gummy, do you want to make a map of all Undertale AUs? "Good." Angel comes over and gives me my phone. "Thank you," I tell him. I take a deep breath. Talking to my pets helped calm me down, but I need to speak to a friend of mine. I pick up my phone and dial a number I'm familiar with. 🔌 "That is new. Pizza, did you give a tattoo to me in my sleep?" She gave no response from wherever she was. Which meant that she was probably sleeping in her room. Toast pushed himself up, off the ground and dusted himself off. He shrugged and and looked at what he was working on before. Marshmallow. Too bad he couldn't get her AI system working. The phone rang on the garage floor. He picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hey pall, how are y-- Gummy! Be quiet already!" was the response. "Hey, you're still working on that Sweetiebot, right?" "Yes, I am." he responded "Great. I found a USB that has a program that may help you with that. Unfortunately, I can only find a big box to put it in. The cardboard is very heavy." "Um, you already sent that. I got it yesterday. Also, I'm using the cardboard for some of Sweetie's supports. Hey, I gotta go wake Pizza. Call you later?" "Sure! It's nice to hear a friend's voice." *Click* Toast looked at the phone and shrugged. "TOAST!" "Get in here! What did you do to my leg?" He opened the door to the house and went in. His sister was standing in the kitchen, nightgown hitched to show a pizza tattoo. "You got one too, huh? Time to theorize!" "Wait, so it wasn't you?" she asked, releasing her nightgown. In response, he slung off the shoulders of his overalls, letting them drop. He then lifted the side of his shirt to show the mark, then pulled his overalls back up. "Well, if it wasn't either of us, then what rando would tattoo us in our sleep, and just leave?" "Like I siad, TIME TO THEORIZE! First up, Discord!" "No." "Why, 'no'? Discord can do anything! He's the best and most OP character in My Little Pony." "Like you said, My Little Pony. He's not real. Got any other weird theorize?" "YES!" "I shouldn't have asked."
Some Things Are Best Left HiddenAs we are nearing my room, I can sense that something is wrong. No, I don't sense it. I can smell it. Colored pencils, chocolate muffins, burning wood, and burning wax. Someone is in my room. We round the corner, and the Knuckles stop clicking. Jade is there, looking ashamed as he holds his head in his hands, as his brother and Fly Down are searching in my room. The lights are turned off. I can see Big Bro looking at my desk, him being detectable by his red glow-in-the-dark Devil's cap. And Fly Down's glowing wings give him away. "Man, this is messed up, Fly. I only speak to a cartoon that's modeled after a devil, but it looks like-" "It looks like you came in uninvited," I growl. I hear scampering and turn around to see the Knuckles running away. I turn back around. "Get out," I say as I walk past them, over to where my light switch is located. Near the ground, behind my bed slightly. Placed so no one could "accidentally" turn off my lights. "Why in Old Nell's name to you have drawn over-!" Big Bro begins to say. "GET OUT!" I roar at them. 💚 "" Oh, why isn't he awake, he should be awake by now." I take a deep breath. "Everything is alright, it's all right, right Angel?" I turn towards the couch before remembering. "Oh. Right. He's gone. But I can't think about that right now. I have a friend to help!" I turn to look at the couch, and my jaw drops open. Snuggling up to Discord was Angel Bunny! Discord pushes herself up, but keeps her eyes closed. "Where am I?" she asks as she picks up Angel. "You're- You're in my home, a- broken down RV," I whisper, ashamed that all i could offer my old friend was a heap to stay in. "You still sound so cute, did you know? I really did want to go on a date with you before, but I accidentally read your diary-." "What! When? And why is Angel letting you pet him?" "Angel was mad at you, and so he grabbed a book for me to read. I opened it without a 3rd thought, and stumbled upon some information. I mean, I already knew about it, but this confirmed it. As for Angel, I raised him as a human. I being a human, not him." "You. . . You knew?" "I can read minds. Well, at least I used to be able to." "Are you sure you're OK, though?" I ask, trying to get back on subject. She gives me a kind smile. "I never said I was." A look of worry crosses her face. "Is there anypony else around?" she asks. I shake my head no. "Good. Now I can open my eyes." She does so and exits the RV to stretch. "So. . . What happened to Eris in all this?" I ask, remembering Discord mentioning something about a twin before all this. A secret I was trusted too, with me the only pony knowing about them. She immediately stiffens up at this question. "I- It's O- okay if you don't want to talk about that. I'm so sorry I shouldn't have asked, I'll leave you alone-" She suddenly turns around and grabs my face. "Where is Screwball?" she ask. Before I can answer, she slumps forward onto me. Angel immediately comes over to help. I, however, am still confused about the conversation I just had with Discord. But that, in a way, makes sense. Author's Note There's a reason for Fluttershy's text being green. Name the reference in the color if you can.
