Luna looked to her sister, then back at discord. Then back to her sister, and once again back at Discord. As she once again looked back to Celestia, the alicorn-turned-ponyta snorted, glaring at Discord. So, naturally, the obvious thing to do was, once again, stare back at Discord. Discord glared at Celestia, so Luna followed his gaze back to her sister. This went on for a half an hour or so, and when that was done, Luna was once again looking back at Discord.
“So…”
“Okay, I get it,” Discord said. “I know that last week I turned all the cake into giant cake monsters. I know that you two aren’t exactly happy with me, but do you really think I, Discord, lord of chaos would-” Discord saw that Luna and Celestia were not buying any of it. “- okay, perhaps I would do it, but I swear I didn’t.”
“Right…” Luna said at the same time, the expression on their face not changing.
“Look, Discord, it’s not that Celestia and I don’t trust you,” Luna said, only to stop and think about her choice of words. “Actually, no, we really don’t trust you. So tell me Discord, why is Celestia a… what was it again?”
“A Galarian Ponyta,” Discord replied, only realizing his mistake when Luna smiled at him. “What? I’m the lord of chaos! Do you expect me to not waste the opportunity to do something like this?”
“You’re supposed to be reformed!” Luna replied. “And now my sister is not only a galvari… glaven…”
Discord rolled his eyes. “Galarian Ponyta.”
“Griviva… glazivary… mememe… aaaargh, whatever the heck that means!” Luna simplified, Discord doing his utmost to not laugh at the Princess of the Night. “Not only is she this thing, but she can’t stop saying her own name!”
“Lesti, Cele,” Celestia said. They ignored her words because it made no sense.
“Okay, that part I don’t understand,” Discord admitted. “I mean, I figured that changing into a Galarian Ponyta would make her say Ponyta or neigh or whatever. How was I supposed to know it would for some reason do that?”
“Ce… le… ti.. Aaaa,” Celestia got sidetracked from her attempts to speak, realizing she had left the ‘s’ out of her name. “Les!”
They stopped and looked at Celestia, who looked back at them. She first looked to Discord, and then to Luna. Discord looked to Luna, and Celestia then looked back to him, only to look back to her sister when she saw the draconequus staring at her. Luna, confused as to the antics happening before her, looked to Discord, who then looked back to Celestia. Celestia once again looked at Discord, and with Luna turning to Celestia, they were back to square one.
“Um.. what are we doing?” Discord asked.
“I don’t know, what did she say?” Luna asked. Celestia sighed, thinking for a second that she actually managed to say something useful.
Discord looked to Luna shocked. “How am I supposed to know what she is saying?”
“Aren’t you Discord, lord of chaos?” Luna asked.
“Yes, chaos. Discord, lord of chaos!” He exclaimed. He snapped his fingers, an empty cup appearing in his other hand. “That in no way makes me Discord, lord of languages that only involve names.”
“Well that’s strange, because you sure do say yours a lot,” Luna shot back a him.
Discord lifted the empty cup to his mouth, and sipped. As he did, the cup mysteriously filled itself with a mango smoothie. That was then followed by him seeming to slurp up the cup, the smoothie defying all physics as the straw was slurped up as well. Then, he finally slurped up the smoothie, followed by the cup and straw rematerializing as he continued to slurp.
“Now that’s just rude.”
Luna sighed, her patience wearing thin. “Okay, why did you do this?”
“Because look at this,” He said, throwing the cup behind him, which exploded like it usually did. He scroll than rolled out from his palm, showing a picture a Galarian Ponyta in a field on the top, and a close up of a rather peeved Celestia on the body. “Same energy.”
Luna cocked her head. “Same energy?”
Discord nodded. “Same energy, except Sunbutt doesn’t look as happy.”
“Tia!” Celestia said, Discord taken aback by it.
“Was… was that a swear?” He asked Luna.
“Maybe? Why are you asking me?” Luna replied.
They stayed silent for a few seconds, Discord look- pinkie declares that this joke is not funny and did not need to be done three times. She has lectured the author accordingly. Here’s a picture of a cat for apologies.
We now return to your regularly scheduled… whatever this is.
“Okay, so, what even is this grazeivie... sigh, whatever it is called?” Luna asked.
“Galarian Ponyta, and I don’t know, just found out about it from some pony,” Discord replied with a shrug. “And did you really just say sigh trying to sigh?”
Luna’s eyes widened, though she shook her head. Discord would not distract her with what was clearly not truly and was a totally legitimate sigh..“Not the point. Who did you learn about it from?”
“Lyra?”
“Lyra?” Luna thought about the name for a second. Then she remembered. “Isn’t she that pony who obsesses about humans?”
“I don’t know,” Discord replied. Luna was stunned at just how little Discord actually cared about the situation. “She just told me about Galarian Ponyta, which is an easy thing to say and shame on you for not being able to say something so catchy.”
“I thought that was you messing with me,” Luna said.
“Nope, probably just somebody who thinks they’re funnier than they actually are,” Discord replied.
The arguing continued for the rest of the day, Celestia watching the entire thing. Eventually, she just got up and left, leaving the two to argue. It was her daily cake time, after all, and whether she was an alicorn or a Galarian Ponyta. She walked to her secret cake vault, which she had posted only her most trusted guard at. When she got there, said guard stopped her.
“Sorry lady, no one enters the war room except Celestia,” He said. Celestia looked at him disappointed, but it didn’t do anything.
“Celestia,” She said to the guard. “Cele cele lesti celestia!”
The guard giggled at her. “Yeah, she does sound like that doesn’t she? The princess sure does love her name.”
Celestia did not approve, her cheeks puffing out cutely in an attempt to look angry. Seeing that it did nothing, Celestia choose the one option lift to her: bopping him on the head. With the guard unconscious, she smiled and opened the door, only for that smile to vanish as she looked inside. The cake was gone! Her cake room, which was usually stuffed with cake (though would also be emptied in less than a week) was empty of cake. All that was left was a single note on a table.
Dear Princess Sunbutt,
Discord was here.
Signed, somepony who is totally not Discord.
Later that day, Discord was given a “timeout” in his stone prison out in the courtyard, reportedly being guilty of treason by some strange pony who looked a lot like Celestia. Nopony really knew why it made them think of Celestia, but many summarized it as the two having the “same energy”. Celestia’s cake room was given a private funeral, and Celestia ruled as a Galarian Ponyta for about a week before turning back. Nopony really noticed a difference.
Author's Note
I... I don't even know why I did this, I really don't. This is easily the most low effort thing I have ever written, and I'm uploading it a few days before a story that is the exact opposite of low effort.
Like, seriously, what even is this? I just wrote this! I don't even know why I wrote half of the words I did! I don't know why I thought Luna being unable to say Galarian Ponyta was funny! This is possibly the stupidest thing I've ever done, and for some reason I'm completely okay with this.
I'm so actively ashamed of myself right now.
