CYOA: A Day in Ponyville

You follow Nurse Redheart to a room. It was a room you normally saw patients recovering in. Today, it had Discord, watching you sternly. "Come here."

You tilt your head. "Are you really the Discord? Here?"

He rolls his eyes. "Do I need to prove myself to you? Fine, just for that, I'm gonna steal your magic." He snaps his fingers and suddenly you're completely empty. Your horn feels like it's not even there, even if you can see it when you look up.

A sudden shock of realization comes over you as you look down at your body. There's no cross upon your flank. "That's not funny!" You can't help yourself from feeling irritated. "Give my magic back!"

"In good time." He casually brushed Redheart from the room and shut the door behind her. "My little pony, you've been a lot of fun today."

You squint at him. "How so?"

"I've been watching you, here and there." Discord moves around the room in an instant, snapping his fingers. The world shifts and changes into a bizarre upside-down reality for a moment. You spot yourself, but it's not you. This you has wings, and is battling a storm of some kind. It's gone a moment later. "You've been in so many places and possibilities."

"Okay? I'm not sure I understand." You take a step away from him, and find yourself pressed up against the wall. "You want me to do something? Or just spying on me for your own amusement?"

He grins, clearly pleased with himself. "Watching has been fun enough. You've been bringing me all the chaos I could ask for all on your own." He ruffles you between the ears. "Good little pony. Sometimes you were good, and sometimes you were naughty." A new vision, you insisting on bits for a good deed from Twilight. "So very naughty."

"But, I mean..." You shrug helplessly. "If you wanted to help instead of spying on me, what would you have done?"

"I like watching you work." He leans back with a laugh. "Why would I help you? You're doing everything right. Why, look. You even found a reality where you get to meet me! Hm, does that make this the best possible day? If you ask me, I'd say yes."

You cringe as you realize that you probably shouldn't be speaking to Discord in this reality. The more you talk to him, the more you're putting it at risk. "Okay, fine. We met. Yay." You turn from him. "I'm going to walk away, and you'll give my magic back."

"I never said that." Discord floats up behind you. "After all, if you go around telling everypony that you talked to me, I wouldn't be able to watch anymore." He taps your inert horn. "On the plus side, I don't like getting violent these days. So this is fun for me."

You huff with annoyance. "What are you talking about?"

He waves a paw. "Oh, in some realities, I blow up your horn for daring to speak with me. In others, I give you a wish. You have such a lovely mind, coming up with so many different wishes. Some of them are very interesting."

"I just want my magic." You sag in place. "I want to finish my work and my day. Please?"

"Fine, fine." He vanishes from sight. "If you want it so badly."

It all returns at once. The horn upon your forehead returns to full vibrance, and so does the magic inside you. Discord is gone, and you return to work.

You finish your stressful, but productive, day in Ponyville.