The apple pie sat on the kitchen table to cool. Steam rose from its surface to indicate that it was still hot. Discord leaned over and gave it a small sniff. “This smells...” trying to come up with a word that wouldn’t sound offensive, “palatable.”

Spike understood what Discord was thinking. “Well, pies really are more of Sugar Belle’s area of expertise, but I think that is what makes it all the more special. It shows he’s interested in what she cares about.” He elbowed Big Mac playfully, who nodded in response.

“He’s also planning a really big romantic Hearts and Hooves Day dinner. It was my idea to bake the invitation inside.” Spike said proudly. He was pushed away by Discord, who snapped his fingers to reveal the hidden card, but at the same time causing the pie to deflate like a balloon. It was if the pie relied on the card for support.

The pastel pink card was covered in sticky apple pie residue. Discord opened the card and read out loud the words written inside.

“Happy Hearts and Hooves Day, Sugar Belle. Meet me in my barn at sunset for a special surprise.”

“Pretty clever, don’t you think?” The little dragon boasted. Big Mac giggled bashfully with a slight blush on his cheeks.

Discord gagged and rolled his eyes as he snapped his fingers to put the invitation back inside. It instantly reinflated as if it has never been touched.

Big Mac smiled down at it and clapped his hooves together in excited approval before wrapping it up in packaging paper.

“Well, you two have certainly bought into this whole romance nonsense. Hook, line, and sinker. That’s for sure.”

“For a formerly friendless immortal despot, you’re pretty cynical.” The purple dragon said.

“I’m a realist,” Discord said with all honesty, “and like all things warm and fuzzy; love isn’t real.”

Spike rolled his eyes in playful banter, “Aw, come on. You act all tough, but deep down you’re a softie. I mean you don’t have tea with Fluttershy every week just because you like tea.” He looked at Discord with a knowing expression.

Discord turned his head away to hide the small blush on his cheeks. In truth, he knew that love was absolutely real and that what he felt toward Fluttershy were much stronger feelings than friendship. He knew he was in love with her, but he couldn’t gush and be all sappy over feelings of love and romance around his guy friends! Discord quickly made up an excuse, purposely leaving out said mare.

“But I really do like tea. Really really I do! Every tea, all the teas!” He claimed. He used his magic to make himself appear as if he was on a cooking show. He completed the illusion by giving himself a chef’s hat and coat. He began listing all the teas in alphabetically as each herbal ingredient scrolled past on the bottom of the screen. Unbeknownst to Discord however, there was a peculiar pink stain on the chest of his chef’s uniform that seemed to resemble a very familiar butterfly shape...

“Chai, Chamomile, Cinnamon Pumpkin Spice, Earl Grey, Ginger, Green, Hibiscus, Lemon, Mate, Peppermint, Spearmint, White,” he had to take a deep breath of air that he was running out of, “and White.” He finished as he snapped himself back to reality.

Big Mac and Spike learned to ignore his antics. Using his teeth, the red stallion picked up the string that was wrapped around the package walked toward the Ponyville Post Office. As Spike and Discord watched Big Mac go from the door, he turned to Discord.

“How about this, while Big Mac is busy sending off his big romantic gesture, I’ll show you the splendors of Hearts and Hooves Day in Ponyville. I’ll guarantee I can prove that you believe in love.”

“Fine, consider it a gentleman’s wager.” He got down to his level and held out his paw, “Loser mows my lawn for eternity.” Discord grinned secretly to himself, knowing full well that the little dragon would lose.

Without even pausing to consider it, Spike shook his paw to seal the deal.

“So is it like a riding mower or...” It was as if Spike knew he was going to lose.

Discord held out a pair of tweezers, “Nope, tweezers!”

Spike gulped nervously. What did he just get himself into?

Author's Note

This is all I have to say...

THANK YOU SPIKE FOR BRINGING THE OBVIOUS TO LIGHT!

I feel like the writers are getting closer and closer to canonizing Fluttercord!