"Swirl here... swirl here..." I said as I applied multiple swirl of vanilla frosting to a strawberry and chocolate cake. It had been quite some time since I got to do the things I truly enjoyed doing, like baking. That is why I picked the name Sugar Hoof when I arrived on this planet, because of my sweet tooth. It had been so long since I truly got to live up to the name that I myself picked out that I almost thought about changing my name. Upon finishing the cake, I placed it on the counter. Tempest Shadow and Greg entered the kitchen with me as I began cutting slices for them.

"We're having cake now? Why'd you bring us out here?" Greg asked. "We're miles away from home, and you didn't even bring any of your treants."

"I have no more treants." I explained, a soft smile on my face.

Tempest and Greg did not share my smile though. "You— what happened?"

"I got rid of them all. My fairies, my treants, my knights. Everyone's gone." I explained.

"Why?" Tempest asked incredulously.

"I never wanted to rule. I summoned a small amount of treants to guard my home, but the ambient magic here messed with them in a way that made them more than a mere summon. They became intelligent, developed personalities, and I had to remove them if I wanted any peace of mind."

"But you're a Prince of Equestria, and most consider you a threat to the world, you'll be hunted down." Tempest actually seemed worried.

"Nobody remembers me. Using the chaos magic I absorbed from that... creature over there," I pointed a hoof to the corner of my kitchen, where some pieces of a goat beast statue laid uselessly in a cardboard box. "I wiped everyone's memory, at least the parts of their memories that had me in them, and altered reality to make it look like I was never even real."

Both of them stared at me as if I had grown seven extra heads, which I may have, you never know.

"You wiped their memories, you essentially killed your entire army, billions of creatures," Tempest said, looking around in a daze, "What now?"

"Well... I suppose I owe you a horn, don't I?" My heart lit, and healing magic enveloped Tempest's horn, as it quickly began to regenerate. In a few seconds, a new horn had been fashioned. "You're both free to leave. We're not too far from Ponyville from here."

Tempest wasn't paying attention to me, she was busy feeling her new horn, the new bone, flesh, and nerve endings were like a dream come true to the mare.

Tempest looked over to Greg who also seemed happy, but concerned for the future. The two looked at each other before Greg shrugged audibly. "I have no where to really go. The caverns were the only home I knew."

Tempest put her foreleg around Greg's back in an embrace. "Wherever you go, I'll follow." She said before nuzzling under his chin.

"C-could we just stay with you until we find somewhere else?" Greg asked me hesitantly.

"Of course." I answered, simply.

"Thanks, Sugar." Tempest asked before changing the subject. "So what's next for you?"

"Oh, I'll go back to doing what I want to do instead of what I have to do. I took all that chaos magic from that statue and I want to get better with it. I might start selling some sugar again, though thanks to the work of the treants, I won't be hurting for cash for a good long while."

I opened a portal into what seemed like an alternate dimension with my newly-taken chaos magic, revealing a large room filled to the brim with gold, silver, and jewels. Both of my roommates stared onward with awe.

Greg stammered out something, but I couldn't quite make out what he was trying to say. Tempest however, simply smiled and shook her head. She was seemingly unphased by my vast wealth.

"Taxes, I suppose?" She guessed.

"Nah, it's all the refined ore they dug out. Millions of miles of gold, silver, jewels, copper, steel, and numerous other things... I only kept the gold, silver, and jewels though... The rest... well..." I stopped talking because I wasn't entirely sure where my things went. All the things that were built have been removed entirely, even the caverns themselves, as if they were never there.

Clearing my throat, I said, "Be careful out there, by the way. Since I restored everything to the way I found it, I also returned the Everfree Forest to the way it was before... Minus the magical artifacts of course."

"Won't ponies notice, though?" Tempest asked.

"Not at all. Even without the magical artifacts, it'll be a slow burn to clear it out again naturally. I'd say... one thousand years for it to finally run out of magical power?" I explained, hoping that my experience with the Everfree Forest was correct.

"Well then... I suppose there's only one thing that still needs answered." Greg offered.

"There's a couple hundred thins that still need answered, Greg. I should know, I asked all the questions, and I've already forgotten most of them," I said jokingly with a grin, "But, ask away."

"You made us all individual bedrooms from the living room." Greg explained, nervously.

"Yes, I was unsure about how long we'd be here, so I went ahead and made us all rooms." It was true, I had, I even color-coded them.

"Is there any way you could combine mine and Greg's rooms to make one big room?" Tempest asked.

"Oh yes, of course, one room, two beds." I lit my horn as I finished speaking, preparing to do just what they asked.

"No." Tempest said sharply, in order to get my attention before I went ahead with the spell, "One bedroom, one double bed."

"Mmhmm, one room, one doub—" My horn unlit as I looked between the metal griffon and unicorn mare. Both of them smiled and blushed. "You two?" I asked, shocked.

They nodded in unison.

I shook my head, "That's great, you guys! I didn't know you two even liked each other." Now that I thought about it, it was pretty obvious... man I'm blind.

"Impossible." stated Celestia uneasily. She was overlooking reports from her scouts and couldn't believe her eyes.

Pictures and reports were strewn upon her desk, letters from magical scholars, archeologists, numerous settlements beyond Equestria's southern border, and even from Griffonstone, and all stated the same thing.

There never was a cave system in the desert. The many dead trees down south, they were never alive. The elements of harmony have been here in Canterlot Castle since Luna's return. Nobody knows who defeated the Storm King, and the statue that was broken in the royal gardens, had simply fell apart.

Princess Celestia knew better. The caves, she could understand. walking, talking trees? Utter nonsense. The elements of harmony? Right where they've always belonged. The Storm King was probably killed by his own people who simply grew tired of him. But Discord?

The statue that was broken, very few of her little ponies knew this, but some of those statues in her garden were still alive. The statue that was smashed belonged to the Spirit of Chaos, Discord, himself. Even if it fell off the mountain, it'd still likely be in one piece. The only way it could break, was if somepony or something far stronger than Discord used magic to break it.

Someone, something, was out there. Something powerful, someone dangerous. Someone that could rival Discord in power. Someone or something that needed to be found, and locked away.

Author's Note

And that's it

I hope I at least did better this time? I might make another sequel, I don't know. Tell me what you thought in the comments, please.