Clown Around Town

by ChangelingProductions

Rating: teen
Tags: Discord, Crossover, Dark, Death, Zecora, Alternate Universe, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Mystery, Comedy, Other, Undertale
Length: 2154

Discord finds a locked door in the Everfree Forest. Curiosity gets the better of him, and he just HAS to open it... ignoring all the red flags around it.

Discord is the lord of chaos. There is nothing more chaotic than him. At least that's what he believes...

That is until he finds a strange prisoner behind a strange door who claims otherwise.

Discord, of course, MUST show this stranger who's boss!

And yet, like a fly in a web, finds himself unable to escape.

(Staring Jevil from Deltarune.)

Published 2022-03-03 15:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-03-03 15:20:01 UTC

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓸𝓼 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓸𝓼

There was no door Discord could not open. If he found one he wanted to get past that was locked, he would have infinite ways of getting past it. He could turn it into jello. He could simply teleport behind it. He could even give it sentience and legs so it would run away. Heck, once he even removed it from time just because he was having a bad day... and yet he could not get past this one just sitting in the Everfree Forest.

Discord found this door randomly while trying to teach some clouds how to play poker. He tried to ignore it, but his mind just kept wandering to its presence. Taunting him like how he taunts others; by simply being there. What made him decide this was worth investigating was when he blinked. It only took one blink for the door to move to a completely different location in the Everfree Forest. He imminently turned the clouds back to normal, much to their dismay, and headed for adventure.

A single mossy door lay in random parts of the forest, changing position every few hours that it was not observed. To an outsider, it leads nowhere. It was just a door. Nothing behind it but forest. However, Discord was not a pony. He could see that the inside was just on a different plane of existence. That was the first thing to catch his attention. The next was the voice he heard the first time he tried to open the door... The conversation went something like this...

"Now, what do we have here..." Discord asked himself. He had said this not expecting an answer, so you could imagine his shock to hear laughter come from behind the door.

"𝕆𝕙, 𝕕𝕠 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕍𝕀𝕊𝕀𝕋𝕆ℝ?" Spoke the voice. Discord could not pinpoint what was wrong with its voice, but he definitely could tell it was... off yet familiar. Either way, this was an interesting turn of events.

"HA! So there is somepony behind this door! Look, we both know I'm getting past this so let's hurry up this fanfic- er, fimfic and get to the part where I open the door. Sound good to you?"

"𝐵𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝐵𝐿𝐼𝒩𝒟 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒. 𝒟𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒦𝒩𝒪𝒲? 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝑒 𝑀𝐸, 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒪𝒰!" Spoke the voice with glee. Once again, something sounded off, only in a different way than before.

"Me? I feel so special! Sompony built me a prison! Then I ask, what you are doing in MY prison?" Discord replied. He loved the idea of somepony hating him so much they would build a prison just to contain him. Perhaps they got themselves stuck in this prison of their creation and now needed help getting out?

"ᑎO ᑎO! I ᗩᗰ ᑎOT Iᑎ ᑭᖇIᔕOᑎ ᑭᖇIᔕOᑎ. IT Iᔕ YOᑌ ᗯᕼO Iᔕ ᒪOᑕKEᗪ OᑌT ᒪOᑕKEᗪ OᑌT! I ᗩᗰ TᕼE OᑎᒪY OᑎE ᖴᖇEE ᖴᖇEE! ᑌᑎᒪIKE TᕼᗩT ᔕᒪEᗩᘔY ᗷᑌᔕIᑎEᔕᔕ ᑭOᑎY, I ᕼᗩᐯE ᖴOᑌᑎᗪ ᗰY ᖴᖇEEᗪOᗰ." It taunted. Each time it spoke, it found a new way of sounding wrong. This was going to be a lot of fun.

Discord loved the crazy ponies. They always had the best ideas. Before ScrewLose became sane, he used to spend a lot of time in her padded cell. The two of them would talk for hours in complete gibberish and barking noises, much to the horror of the nurses. Once she got "cured" the fun was just gone. He needed that excitement again. Sure, he loved the calm of Fluttershy, but he was itching for some true chaos! He needed chaos.

Discord just HAD to meet this strange pony. The chaotic energy that emitted was just too good! It was like a fly to honey, or people using Pinkie Pie as a slasher villain; Way too tempting. Even now, he began to dig himself deep in his endeavors of breaking into the door, much to the entertainment of its prisoner.

His first attempts to open the door ended up embarrassing him. He tried the normal tricks explained at the beginning, along with making the door turn to air, removing its collision, throwing Twilight at it, making a giant key sword, and shooting it, throwing Twilight at it, beginning, marrying the door, and throwing Twilight at it. For some reason afterward, Twilight also banned him from Canterlot for a year. This door was a pain.

Next, he tried using weaponry. Cannons, bombs, and some that didn't exist yet; like guns, laser beams, and a killer robot that looked like a salt and pepper shaker. Heck, he even threw Twilight at it, but the door still did not want to open.

After Twilight put a spell on Canterlot making it impossible for his magic to affect her, he was at a loss for what to do. He tried everything he could think of. Yet the door remained unopened.

"𝕯𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖙𝖔 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝕻𝕽𝕴𝕾𝕺𝕹?" It said, clearly not as entertained as it was before. The joke had gotten stale.

"What do you think I've been doing this whole one shot?" Discord hissed back. Literally. He hissed like a snake as he said it. Mostly directed at the door, but also a tiny bit towards the reader for not helping him during this story.

"𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓮𝔂 𝓚𝓔𝓨! 𝓩𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓗𝓐𝓢 𝓘𝓣!" The thing said with glee.

Zecora? Why would she have the key to this door? If she did, then that meant he had wasted his time and could have just stolen the key?! Now he was mad. If there was one thing Discord hated, it was wasted time. Time that could be spent spreading chaos around the world.

It was clear the moment Discord set tail in Zecora's hut, he was not welcome. Maybe it was because he brought her masks to life and had them sing the Tiki Room song? Or perhaps it was because he tried to find and steal the key from her. Either way, she did not like having Discord in her home.

"Leave while you can, before I strike where you stan." She rhymed in annoyance.

"I would stripy, but I need something from you. Trust me when I say I would not be here if I didn't." Discord spoke.

"Doe the god of chaos need something, can he not make it from nothing?" Zecora asked. She was confused as to what Discord could possibly need from her.

"Ah yes, you see there's this locked door in the-"

"DO NOT SPEAK OF IT NOT ONE BIT!" Zecora yelled. "That thing was born from your reformation, it holds evil information. It speaks of freedom yet is traped, but we are the ones it wants to snap. Do not fall for its tricks, or death will be born with conflicts."

Discord huffed. "Now listen here; You don't tell me what to do! I am a god. You are a plot point. Why not just hand over the key. You and I both know I'll get it eventually, so let's speed things up."

Zecora glared daggers at Discord. Fine. She knew nothing would stop him, and trying to from this point onward would only hurt her. Without another word, she grabbed the only mask not singing, snapped it in half, and pulled out a shard of rotten glass. The singing masks gasped in horror before being turned back to normal by Discord. Zecora handed him the glass before pointing at her door.

"This is your last warning, that behind that door death is performing," Zecora said with mercy in her voice. She could not tell him what was behind the door, as it would only make him want to open it more. And yet, Discord was already too far into this mystery to just give up. He had to know.

"Thank you." Discord politely said as he bowed. He could feel it; this glass was not normal. It had the magic of the Mirror Pool coursing through it. Discord knew looking through it would only reflect what was deep inside. So deep, that even he could be driven mad by its information. The only other time he saw a pony with glass like this, was that one Doctor who left Ponyville suddenly. Discord chuckled. This was going to be fun.

Discord only spent about half of a half-hour figuring out how to open the door. If not for its prisoner, he would have wasted more time. Behind the door, a voice beckoned on how to open it.

"Ｙｏｕｒ ｅｙｅｓ ｙｏｕｒ ｅｙｅｓ！ Ｌｏｏｋ ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｔｈｅ ｇｌａｓｓ ａｎｄ ｗａｌｋ ｐａｓｔ ｔｈｅ ＤＡＲＫ ＤＡＲＫ ＹＥＴ ＳＯ ＭＵＣＨ ＤＡＲＫＥＲ！"

It didn't take a genius to figure out the voice meant to look through the glass at the door. Sure enough, when viewed through the glass, the door was wide open. When the glass was moved away, the door remained as it once did. Discord looked through the glass with one eye and simply walked through the door. It was like walking through the air.

The room inside was dark. Normally, this would be no problem for Discord. He would make his eyes see in the dark, or turn his hand into a flashlight. Once he even threw Twilight at the darkness, and made it bright... and yet when he tried, he found he could do no such thing. He tried to do his normal schtick, yet he could not. He didn't feel underpowered; rather he felt so overpowered that he had no control over his power.

That's when the figure made themselves known. A spotlight shined on a lone cloaked figure in a strange clown mask. It was sitting down in the light, clearly much taller than it had made itself apparent. It looked to be as tall as a pony, and yet its clack betrayed its truth of being much taller.

"ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴘʀɪꜱᴏɴᴇʀ ᴘʀɪꜱᴏɴᴇʀ! ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ."

"Ah, so your the one trapped behind this door. I've been looking forward to meeting you... Altho it seems I'm having trouble with my power, just give me a second to sort that out."

"AH you are wrong WRONG! Your power is forfeit FORFEIT! You have grown weak in your prison, allowing yourself to love normality. I must take over, as to keep CHAOS alive ALIVE!"

The create stood up. Its head reached the height of Discords. In fact, in the light, it almost looked like Discord... only blue. It had the same hands, same body shape, even as its hood slipped down the same horns. It was an imperfect reflection.

The world began to revolve, turning into a combination of pulsating blues that change shading by the second. Carnival music began to play from everywhere and nowhere at once. Eyes popped in and out of existence by the second. The very darkness was both present and gone as if its shade did not exist on any plane. Discord tried to take control over the chaos but found it took control over him. Discord's reflection began to laugh.

"𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐄! Do you not feel it, FELL IT? THIS IS TRUE CHAOS! YOU ARE BUT A JOKE A JOKE! A PUNCHLINE MADE BY CLOWNS! A REFERENCE TO A CHARACTER LONG FORGOTTEN! I͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽i͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽o͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽M͓̽O͓̽R͓̽E͓̽!͓̽"

Discord could feel his body dissolving. His legs turned to pure chaos and his claw began to fade away. The pain was unbearable. Discord began to scream in an agony he had never felt before. He screamed until his vocal cords turned to pure chaos. He tried to escape by turning towards the door and crawling away. He pulled up his glass pice and looked at where the door was meant to be. He crawled, with hope in his heart...

Then the reflection chopped off his other hand with a scythe that laughed. Then, the reflection began slicing off other parts of Discord's body. This continued until only the head remained. The reflection laughed at its originals pain with pleasure. Now, THIS was chaos. No kindness, no mercy. No hate or malice. Only pure self-entertainment.

The reflection took the glass shard and began to walk for the exit. The last thing Discord comprehended before his brain turned to pure chaos and would be absorbed by his alternate was the creature's taunt.

"ᑕ𝔥ΔⓄＳ 𝓒ђ𝔸ᵒร"

Author's Note

I'll do a story for each secret boss. So when the next chapters come out, that's when this story will get more installments.

Or I may do one for the other Darkner characters if I want to.

Also downloaded a new grammar checker, so tell me if my grammar and writing has improved with it or not.