Shoes Are For Losers, After All
A.K Yearling, or Daring Do as she was sometimes known, slid down the last of the steps of the path to the idol that was the current target of her adventures.
"At last." Yearling approached the pedestal upon which the Icon of Harmony sat. "After all these years, the Icon is mine!"
"I think you mean, ours," Discord said grumpily as he floated into the room, hovering above Yearling with his body in a loop. "You would have never gotten this far without me. You would've never made it through those traps if I didn't get rid of them." He snapped his fingers to demonstrate.
"Yes, I would have," Yearling said. "Granted, it would taken longer without you, but who cares! We're here! The Icon! It's all ours!"
"Yes, yes, the Icon," Discord rolled his eyes. "Just hurry up and grab it so I can rub in Celestia's face."
"Not literally, I hope," Yearling put her hands on the Icon.
"Yes, literally," Discord said, glaring. "'The Icon's been missing for eons, Discord! You'll never find it.' I found it, Celestia, so who's the fool now?"
"Wow!" Yearling shouted and covered her eyes as the Icon flashed the moment she touched it. "Look out!"
Discord moved to snap his fingers, but the Icon filled the room with light and blasted him and Yearling away before he could complete the motion.
Yearling groaned, coughing and waving away the smoke and dust. "Discord? Discord, where are you? Oh, there you are. Come on. I think the Icon is safe now. That should be its defense."
"Discord?" Discord had his back to her. He turned, and Yearling was startled to see the mustache on his face. "I think you mean Accord."
"Yeah ... okay," Yearling figured it was just Discord being Discord. "Let's blow this place." She looked down to see her shoes were gone, exposing her feet and toes. "Oh, horse apples, my shoes are gone. Help me look for them?"
Yearling bent over, but her eyes were overtaken by a flash of light. "Uh!" She groaned, her eyes shrinking to pinpricks and turning red, a strained, forced-looking smile appearing on her face.
"Friends of Accord should not use such foul language," Accord said. "And you are my friend, aren't you, Yearling?"
"Yes," Yearling said. "Your friend."
"Excellent!" Accord pulled out an umbrella from hyperspace. "Come, Yearling! Let's away to Canterlot, where plenty of other friends await!"
Celestia went about her daily routine, on her way to check in with the comptroller about finances. But he wasn't in his office.
"Hello?" Celestia asked the empty room. "Anypony home? Huh. I don't recall offering vacation days."
Celestia turned around and nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw Discord.
"Oh! Discord, it's just you. You nearly gave me a heart attack."
"Did I?" Accord said. "I'm so dreadfully sorry. I'd hope I could treat my friends better than that."
"Goodness, Discord, this is so unlike you." Celestia, used to Discord's usual methods, crossed her arms. "What did you break? Just tell me now so we can fix it, and all will be forgiven."
"Not break - fixed!" Accord said. "I've fixed myself, Celestia, and now I should like to fix you as well."
Celestia laughed. Then she saw Accord's grave expression. "You're serious. Discord, what's wrong?"
"Nothing! Why, everything's righter than ever, now that I've had my eyes opened, and it was all thanks to Yearling here!" Accord produced Yearling, and Celestia knew right away from Yearling's stiff, crazed grin something was seriously wrong. "We went and found the Icon of Harmony together!"
"Wait, so you actually found it?"
"Yes! And it made me realize how horrible it was to be the being of chaos I am, so I decided to become a being of friendship instead."
Celestia sighed. "Ooh, Discord, didn't Fluttershy tell you this already? You're perfect just the way you are. Were."
"But I wasn't! I see that now!"
"You keep saying that, but you sound blind to me," Celestia muttered.
"What was that?" Accord's tone changed from polite to hostile.
"Nothing!" Celestia said.
"You know, Celestia, friends* shouldn't lie to each other. You are my friend, aren't you?"
"Yes?"
"No," Accord said. "No, you are not. You're friends with Discord, but I am Accord. You're not my friend. But don't worry," Accord raised his umbrella, "that will soon be fixed."
Accord opened the umbrella, hitting Celestia with a flash of light.
Celestia blinked rapidly a few times to clear her vision, but otherwise felt no strong effect.
"Ha ha!" Celestia said, pretending to get along to stall for time. "Boy, you really got me good with that one, Accord! But, um, why don't you stop now and we can pick this game later?"
"This is not a game," Accord said. "It would appear side effect of the Icon is to make it so my hypnosis can't control until your feet are bare."
"Wow, that's interesting!" Celestia said, and she gagged a little at her forced sweetness, but she needed to keep Accord from proceeding with his plans as long as she could.
"Yearling, take her shoes off for me," Accord ordered.
"Yes, Accord, my wonderful friend." Yearling stalked towards Celestia with her hands outstretched like a grasping zombie for brains.
Celestia kicked Yearling in the stomach and bolted down the hallway.
"Stop her!" Accord ordered.
Ponies appeared from all over the place, entering the hallway from different doors and trying to grab Celestia. Most of them missed her by an inch. Some of them almost caught her, but she fought them off with magic and kicks.
The door to outside the building was in Celestia's sight.
Just a little further.
Unfortunately, Yearling was more skilled an acrobat than Celestia was a runner.
Yearling jumped and tackled Celestia from behind, sending them both tumbling to the floor. Before Celestia could fight her off, Yearling grabbed her by the legs and pried Celestia's shoes off her feet.
"Are you done?" Celestia asked, hoping to get an opening.
"No," Yearling said. She grabbed Celestia's horn and turned her head towards Accord.
Celestia began preparing a spell, but Discord opened his umbrella and struck Celestia with the flash. This time, Celestia felt the effects, foreign thoughts creeping into her heads like wiggling worms.
So ... handsome! Celestia thought of Accord. I should be his friend. Accord wants me to be his friend, and then we can agree on everything, and there'll be no more strife or disharmony.
No! Celestia thought, kicking Yearling off her body. "This isn't friendship, Accord!" She ran again.
"Oh, isn't it?" Accord asked.
"No! Friendship is about getting along with people, despite your disagreements!"
Celestia made a corner. Yearling and the other ponies began to give pursuit, but Accord raised his hand.
"That won't be necessary," he said. "It won't be long now."
Celestia made her way through the hallway. Running out of energy, she stopped by a corner, burying her head into her hands as she tried to fight Accord's influence.
Just be a good friend. Give in! Agree! Be his friend. He just wants to make you happy.
No, he doesn't! Celestia argued back. He wants for the whole world to be under his control! He wants it to where he doesn't have to work for friendship or getting along with anyone!
Accord just wants you to be happy.
Her eye twitching as she resisted, Celestia lowered her heads. Her jaw dropped.
Standing in front of her were two guards, one a unicorn, the other a pegasus, both with the same red shrunken eyes and crazy grin Yearling had on her face. They were buck naked except for their helmets, with their hands wrapped around their cocks as if they were in the middle of an actual cock fight.
"What ..." Celestia barely got out. "What are you doing?"
"Being happy!" one guard answer. "Being Accord's friend."
"Accord made us realize that what we both wanted, more than anything, was to be nudists, so that's what we're doing!" the other chimed in.
"Nudists," Celestia repeated, drawing the word on her lips to be sure she heard right.
"That's right!" the guard said. "We're much happier this way without all that stuffy armor."
"So happy," the other guard said. "Wouldn't you like to be happy, too?"
"Yes, I - no!" Celestia clutched her head, trying to fight it.
"Oh, she looks sad," one guard said. "We should go and do something about that. No sadness in Accord's kingdom!"
It's not his kingdom, it's MINE, and I must protect it, I must ... Celestia became distracted and highly occupied with the sight of her own bare feet on the carpet. It felt so good to be able to wiggle her toes and lay them against the soft fabric. It was freeing.
Freeing. That was what Accord wanted. He wanted to free her mind from its burdens as he had freed her feet from her shoes. And was there anything so wrong with that, as long as it made her happy?
Yes, happy. No! There is something wrong, I'm not happy with this! Celestia thought.
"Princess?"
Celestia looked up, not even realizing she had fallen to her knees, with the guards standing above her.
"Are you okay?" the guards asked. "Is there anything we can do to make you happy?"
"Happy," Celestia repeated. "I like making others happy. Let me ... let me make you happy."
Celestia laid down on her back. She raised up her legs and placed her feet on the guards' exposed shafts, resting their cocks in between her big toe and index toe. She flicked her toes, squeezing their rods, going over them back and forth with her digits.
"Oh, yes!" the guards moaned. "This makes us very happy, Celestia!" Her toes felt so thick, yet soft against their cocks.
"Make you happy," Celestia repeated, staring blankly at the ceiling. "Make you both so happy and make myself happy ..."
"Yeah!" the pegasus guard said. "After all, it's all about making sure everypony is happy! And we're happy as Accord's friends, so therefore everybody has to be Accord's friend so they can be happy!" The two of them thrusted, rubbing their cocks and back and forth between Celestia's toes.
"Be a friend of Accord's," Celestia repeated, "be happy."
"So HAPPY!" the guards said, their cocks stiffening as they came. One of them let his cock spurt and jizz all over Celestia's feet, while the other held his orgasm back long enough to take his rod out from between her toes and walked over to Celestia's head, where he pointed his tool at her face and let it rain spunk over her face.
Celestia let her mouth open to swallow the sweet cum while it dribbled all over her face. After the cock finished letting out, Celestia gulped the load down.
As the spunk traveled down her throat, Celestia's eyes dilated and turned red. The crazed grin spread across her face, as her mind was open to the possibilities for happiness that being Accord's friend could give her access to. How wonderful it was to let her mind shut off and let Accord worry about her happiness instead of having to do it all herself. A PING went off in her head.
With a stilted, robotic movement to her, Celestia got to her feet, standing at attention just as Accord entered the room.
"Ah, my dear Celestia!" Accord cupped Celestia's chin. "It's so good to see you've finally decided to join us.
“Yes,” Celestia said. “I want to be your puppet, Accord. Forever and ever and ever.”
“A capital idea. Oh, here." Accord took out a napkin and wiped the cum from off Celestia’s chin. "Unfortunately, we can't rest yet, my dear! There are a few more matters of business to take care of!"
Luna entered the royal palace.
"Sister?" Luna called. "Sister, are you here? Something is strange is going on in Canterlot. Ponies everywhere won't stop smiling. It's creeping me out, and I'm pretty sure it's evidence of dark magic at work."
"Dark? No, no," Celestia said, appearing to Luna. "Accord's magic is bright and happy!" She reached a hand out to Luna, who took a step backwards.
"Sister?" Luna asked.
"Join us," Celestia said as other ponies emerged from the shadows. "Join us and become a friend of Accord's."
"They've got to you, haven't they?" Luna muttered. "Well, that sounds lovely, but I'd much rather be doing pilates and oh look at the time, I should be going."
"Stay!" Celestia and the others insisted.
"I would prefer not to!" Luna picked up a chair and hurled it at the crowd of thralls. Celestia blasted the chair into pieces with a beam of magic, but it gave Luna the time she needed to get away.
She couldn't go back out the door, as it was being guarded by thralls, so Luna turned and locked herself inside a closet.
"Luna!" Celestia called, banging on the door. "Luna, my darling sister! Open up!"
"Can't! I'm ..." Luna swatted a few mops and brooms around. "Getting ready to clean my room!"
"Don't worry," Celestia said, "Accord will clean your room for you!"
"I'd rather he didn't," Luna muttered. She heard a rumble come from the ceiling.
The ceiling gave way, and a number of ponies fell down with the obvious intent to dogpile on Luna, but Luna grabbed them with her magic and threw them back up onto the second floor.
But focusing on that was enough to make her relax against the door enough that Celestia could use magic to force it open, tearing the door off its hinges.
Luna tried to attack Celestia with a mop, but Celestia was ready for something like that and caught the mop, then kicked Luna in the stomach, knocking her down.
Accord appeared, his and Celestia's shadow looming over Luna menacingly.
"Don't worry, Sister!" Celestia said as she magically tore off Luna's footwear. "You'll learn to love it, like I did!"
Accord opened and flashed his umbrella. Luna groaned and tried to resist at first, but Celestia tickled her feet.
“Just give in, sister!” Celestia said. “You’ll feel so much better once you do!”
“I will not!” Luna defiantly declared. I will not give in. I will … so bright. The colors are so bright, so happy. Accord just wants me to be happy - no! Fight it, like you once fought Discord! Fight it for Celestia! Fight -
PING.
Luna settled down, lying still and giving in, the manic expression spreading to her face. Celestia took her hand and helped Luna get to her feet, where she snapped to attention, resting her hands on her hips.
"Now," Celestia said, "I've already sent word to Twilight Sparkle. She's already on her way via train. Would you care to come join me in welcoming her?"
"Of course, sister," Luna answered, Celestia helping her. "After all, we must make everyone Accord's friend, mustn't we?"
Twilight Sparkle sat on a train seat, reading a book, not anticipating there was anything wrong at Canterlot.
A flash of light filled the train carriage, half-blinding the ponies inside, including Twilight.
Accord, Celestia, and Luna stood in the middle of the train with smiles on their faces.
"Princesses?" Twilight asked. "Discord? What's going on?"
There was a flash of light that removed everypony's shoes, followed by another that removed their minds.
Before Twilight understood what was happening, she and the other ponies on the train were smiling and red-eyed. Some of them began playing with their toes, others tickled their friends feet, and some, including Twilight, went so far as to play with themselves, sticking their fingers straight down into their labias, reasoning Accord wanted them happy, and that was made them happy.
Beckoned by an some unspoken call, Twilight got up from her seat and walked over to Celestia and Luna, still playing with herself. Celestia wrapped her arms around Twilight and gave her a kiss on the lips, proceeding to stick her tongue in Twilight’s mouth and bring her hand down to Twilight’s labia and help Twilight stroke herself.
"So glad you could join us, Twilight," Luna said, watching Celestia and Twilight with amusement.
"Yes!" Accord said. "Very excellent! Now, all we need to do is go to Ponyville and get the rest of her friends, and then we'll be friends with everyone! First, Ponyville ..." Accord held his umbrella up proudly in the air. "Tomorrow, the world!"
Author's Note
Given the very short word count, I opted not to bother my editor with this one.
This was an interesting commissions, as I was only commissioned so many words, so I tried to squeeze the narrative into as few words as possible. I still ended up getting almost (but not quite) to double the request word count.
As you might tell from the choice of cover, it's partly based on the IDW Comics storyline involving "Accord," Discord's personality-inverted self. Personally, I would've used Accord for a rival to Discord, but to each their own.
