Discordean Melody

The fire crackled as we worked on cooking our marshmallows. “Why did you chose the Everfree Forest?” I asked the Crusaders. They all just shrugged. I pulled my marshmallow away from the fire and took a bite. “HEY! Yall were supposed to wait until it was put in a s’more!” Applebloom shouted. Giggling, I pulled the marshmallow away from my mouth. “Sorry girls. I don’t go camping very often.” “I’ll say.” The other 2 Crusaders laughed when Scootaloo said that, and I just rolled my eyes. “And how often do YOU three go camping?” I retorted, and they all blushed. “It’s ok girls. I don’t mind.” I said, using my magic to carry the chocolate and graham crackers over to our little group. “Are we going to make s’mores, or am I going to have to eat all this delicious chocolate by myself?” Their ears all perked up. “That’s more like it! Are your marshmallows done?” I asked them. They all nodded their heads vigorously. Laughing, I made my s’more and handed the supplies to the girls. They dug into the food, mostly the chocolate, and I just watched them as I ate. Although I would’ve at least liked to have another pie, this s’more, and the hot dogs we had earlier (burnt to a crisp by Sweete Belle) made up for it. Even if I still had the taste of the ash in my mouth.

I watched the Solar Guards go inside, and wiggled, cracking the stone even more. All that was needed was a little push and...

I broke my stone prison, and stretched out my limbs. The smell of fresh air hit my nose and I breathed it in. It smelled of rain. It smelled of freedom. I stepped down from the podium and looked at the horizon. The sun was setting, and I noticed that it seemed... shaky. Must’ve been the conversation that the princesses had earlier. Which reminded me. I could hide until Luna raised the moon, and then pay the princesses a quick visit before I went and wrecked chaos on all of Equestria. I’d attack the castle, then go to the Everfree forest to make sure I wasn’t out of practice when I attacked Ponyville. The Elements had defeated me once, but it wouldn’t happen again, because neither of the princesses would be there to help those stupid elements. I laughed at the thought. Now, for the princesses.

“Your descent was shaky with the sunset Tia.” Luna said. Celestia blushed, and I almost gagged. Much too modest. The sooner I got rid of them, the better. “Just raise the moon Luna.” Princess Celestia replied. Couldn’t agree with you more, Tia. Luna flew out the window and I teleported myself behind Celestia. “Good evening Tia. How are you?” I asked. She faced me and her eyes widened. “Hello Tia.”

I hid in the shadows, waiting for Luna to return. When she finally did, she called out for her sister. “Tia, are you there? Tia?” Luna called out, all in vain. I walked out of the shadows and into Luna’s line of sight. “Hello Luna. Nice job on the moon.” I said. “Discord?! But how...” she muttered, then thought of something. “What have you done with Tia?!” Luna cried, positioning herself to charge. Teleporting myself in front of her, I looked into her eyes. “The same thing I’m going to do with you Luna.”

We finished our s’mores, and I worked on packing up the food, just in case of any forest creatures. The girls worked on setting up their bedding in the tent, so it gave me a few minutes to think and calm down. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy the girls’ company, I just liked to have time to … I don’t know, collect myself? Well, whatever it was that I did, since I honestly didn’t know. Taking a deep breath, I took in the familiar scent and taste of the forest. I had been coming to the forest ever since I moved to Ponyville. Nopony had seen me after dark apart from the Crusaders, Big Mac, Rest and the princesses. Not even my fellow band members. I knew that if they found out that the trust bond between us would be broken, and I couldn’t have that. It had taken me 998 years to make friends, and I didn’t plan on losing them any time soon. I sighed, and listened to the silence of the forest. Wait. Silence? That couldn’t be right. I called the girls out of the tent. “What’s wrong Melody?” Applebloom asked me. “Do you hear that?” I whispered. The girls listened. “Hear what?” Scootaloo asked. “Exactly.” I said. “It just doesn’t make sense.”

“MAKE SENSE? WHAT FUN IS THERE IN MAKING SENSE?”