Five Score: Discord And Her Side Of The Story

by Vietmane Veteran

Friends Together

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Author'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.

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