Corruption is Magic

“Discord!” I yell as I stomp through The door of Fluttershy’s house, the relaxing draconequus looking at me with a wide grin upon his face. “You are cleaning up that mess right now.” I yell, temper flaring and my cheeks puffing out with righteous fury with each breath I take.

“Oh dear Twilight, whatever could be the problem?” The god before me teasingly asks.

“You know full well what the issue I have is,” I growl as I grind my teeth at his antics. “This is the third time this week you have messed with my home. First you turned the leaves into rainbows-”

“It’s called RGB, and I feel it improved the tree by quite a large margin.”

“Next you made the mystery section of the Library into a literal mystery by making the covers blank.” With that he lets out a small snicker making my main stand on end in anger. “Now, NOW. You made a… A-”

“A porn section?” He asks, making my cheeks warm at the very mention of the word.

“YES!” I scream, closing my eyes as I do so. Oh sweet Celestia, if only I could so much as hit this guy, I would. Like what if my friends come over, not to mention if the princesses came over. “Now,” I grumble, opening my eyes to look at Discord who had a devilish grin upon his face. “I need to open my library so-” I light my horn as I speak but trail off as I watch Discord close his eyes and ready his claw, my gut dropping in realization, he was about to teleport… and in all likelihood, both of us. Teleportation mid teleportation is disastrous. Realizing my spell wass too far through being cast to be nullified I let out a shriek. “Disc-”

***

Waking up I blink my eyes as the world spins around me, the feeling of hard jagged rocks poking my side forcing me to get to my hooves but as I do my senses begin to return to me. The first to hit me is the smell, the smell of burning and ash invades my nose and threatens to suffocate me. Second thing I heard is the cracking of thunder near and far. Looking around I see a charred black ground with a crimson red sky overhead with clouds of murky black and dull grays hanging in place. Gone were the nice warm and happy colors of my home I know, Now I am greeted to the gloomy hostile land around me.

Feeling my panic rising to an all time high I take a few deep breaths but It does little to subdue the racing heart in my chest. This isn’t right, I shouldn't be here. The outcome of a mid teleportation teleport wouldn't send me far enough to end up in a place like this. Every other time a thing like that happened in history it sent ponies to a random place within a few miles of where they either leave from or are trying to get to. In the worst cases it was a teleport to different areas but even then you would end up around the possible locations still. Did Discord want to bring me here? Why?

Covering my head I fall to the ground and take rackety breath after rackety breath, my body shaking due to the anxiety gripping every fiber of my being. “I… I need to find help.” I say to myself, there has to be ponies that can help me. If I get help I can figure out where I ended up and get home. Then Maybe I can come back and help people find a more… nice looking home. With that in mind I come out from under my hooves and stand up with a calming breath. I need to be strong and brave. Like my friends would expect.

“Now, how did that song go that Pinkie sang to get rid of those spooky trees? When I was A little filly the sun was going down..”

***

With a sudden thump the ponies of Ponyville looked to see the familiar shape of Discord head first in the back of the cart that held the current supply of Zapp Apple jam that Apple Jack was pulling behind her. “Ah sware Discord, If ya ar thinin of stealin more of my produce I will buck you in to next week.” Apple Jack hotly calls back to the new passenger she has gained as she undoes herself. Discord, all the while still dazed from his collision, has birds flying around his head as it rises from the sea of jars. Shooing them away he gets up from the cart and laughs.

“Ah dear Jack Daniels, I wouldn't dream of it. Not with Twilight already miffed with me.”

“Twilight’s already upset with ya? What did ya do this time?” Apple Jack asks, not giving the nickname Discord gave her any mind.

“I added a new section to her library.” Immediately Apple jack’s hoof met her face, sighing she finishes disconnecting and walks up to the serpent like creature.

“Was it another section for these weird books you found… what was it again?”

“Oh you mean the scientology books?” He asks, getting a curt nod in response. “Oh goddesses no. That was a simple passing fad. No this time I was broadening it with a new and great section that deserves as much of a in libraries as any other book.” He says with a salesmen suit spontaneously appearing on his body.

“Uh huh, and what exactly is this section?”

“Porn”

Almost immediately the sound of the passersbys stopped and the sound of a pin drop could be heard in the distance. Apple Jack and many others had grown a red tint to their cheeks and with a look around Discord became confused. “Jeez, it’s almost as if Celestia died or something. Are you all really that embarrassed by stuff like that? It’s a natura-” Discord is cut off by a swift kick from Apple Jack making him yelp.

“That’s enough outa you. So where is Twilight anyway?”

“Ah well you see, I’m not too sure. I teleported us but then I got pelted to the northern Tundra. There was a flag that I found that was red with a sickle and hammer. I figured I wasn’t in the right place so I teleported to Twilight’s house. My magic has A mind of its own sometimes.” Discord jokingly says getting a piercing gaze from Apple Jack. “Alright, alright I’ll check.” Discord snaps his fingers but after nothing happens his face goes neutral as he snaps three more times but upon getting the same result each time his face shows some concern and desperation.

“Discord…”

“Wait, it’s just taking a while…” Discord says as snap after snap nothing happens, again and again he tries but as he continues sweat forms on his brow.

“Discord, what happened to Twilights?” Apple Jack sternly demands.

“I- I can’t…”

“Can’t what varment?” Apple Jack barks as worry creeps over her face.

“I can’t find her.”