That Gangly Kid

Chapters

Science Class
Maths Class
Nighttime Eternal
Rehab
The Ceremony
General Awkwardness
Stone
Party Time
Epilogue: Dionysus

Science Class

I walk into the classroom. It's pretty empty: there's ten minutes before the bell. I plonk down into a seat next to one of my friends, Dime, and she grins at me.
“ 'Sup, Discord?”
She's a coppery gold with a sparky kind of mane. She's the most excitable in the whole class. Not kidding. But she's one of my best friends. And she is the funniest pony I know. So I'm not complaining.
“Well, it was the sky yesterday, but I don't know whether that has changed,” I say, glancing upwards.
Dime laughs. It's not hard to make her laugh. It's even easier for her to make others laugh.
I smile.
“So what did you do in the weekend?” she asks.
“Nothing. You?”
“Well, someone stole my golden hoofslippers,”
“I'm sure it will be so hard for you to make more.” I say sarcastically.
Dime's special talent is manipulating all kinds of metals. So it would be pretty easy for her to make some more.
“I'd just broken them in and they were PERFECT,” she complains.
“Oh, come on,” I say. “Don't act like you'll never have another pair ever again.”
She glares at me. I grin back. “I can see you're in a wonderful mood this morning.” I say.
“Yo!” comes a loud voice from next to me.
I turn around, not even flinching to see a black pony with insect wings staring back at me expectantly.
I raise my eyebrows.
She pokes her tongue out at me. “Come on, it used to be so easy to make you double-take,” she says.
“That was before you were my friend,” I say, tweaking her nose.
She scowls.
“Aw, what's wrong, ickle Chryssy-poo?” I pout in a mock-caring voice. “Wanna go home to mummy because meanie Discord didn't do what you wanted him to do?”
She narrowed her eyes. “Yes, hi, Chrysalis.” I add.
Turning away from me, she says, “At least I have a mummy,”
“Hey!” I protest. “Low blow, Chrysalis! Low blow!”
She puts some headphones in her ears. With a smug glance at me, she takes out her music player and presses Play.
Great. I huff impatiently. Why can't class start?
Dime puts a hoof to her lips. Shh.
She ducks underneath the table as Chrysalis's eyes close and her head starts to bang up and down, a quiet rustling every time she moves.
Dime comes up on Chrysalis's other side, eases one of her headphones out slightly and practically screams in Chrysalis's ear,
“CLASS IS ABOUT TO START!!”
Chrysalis jumps so high into the air for a second I think she'll hit the ceiling. But she comes smack-bang all the way down again into her chair.
I'm laughing so hard I'm almost crying, and from what I can hear, so is Dime.
“Class IS about to start, so if I were you, I'd shut up.” says Chrysalis irritably.
I snap open my eyes and try to compose myself. Dime is still sniggering.
Looking around the class, I see Chrysalis is right. Class is about to start.
I can see the little girly group who always sit at the front, the bullies a few seats in front of us, of course they will be annoyed that we have the back again. Shame on them. We're not moving.
And the three spare seats in the middle.
“Where are those little celestial brats?” Chrysalis asks.
“You mean Luna, Star and-”
“And Celestia, yes,” Dime cuts in, grinning at me. “What, are you worried about your Juliet, are you?”
Chrysalis, who has taken new interest in the conversation, is showing she is paying attention by making disgusting kissy-kissy noises.
“No,” I say hotly. “I'm just-”
“He IS worried!” says Chrysalis gleefully. “Worried about his sweetheart! You gonna save her if she's stuck up a tower with those wonderful wings of yours?”
“I don't like-”
“You do! Dissy and Tia up a tree!”
“K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” Dime chimes in with the next line.
“First comes love,” sings Chrysalis.
“Then comes marriage,”
“Then comes the baby in the baby carriage!”
Just then the bell rings, and the teacher, Mr Hoovestien, gets up to start the lesson, and he glares at Dime and Chrysalis, who are still singing soppy love songs about me and Celestia, and he snarls at them, “Miss Dime and Miss Chrysalis, detention.”
They stop singing and I feel like laughing, but I can't otherwise I'll get a detention too.
So I just grin cockily at the two of them.

Maths Class

The bell rings, telling us to go to our next class. The class empties slowly, probably because they don't want to go to Maths. Neither do I, really. It is one of the BORINGEST classes in our timetable.
Dime gets up. "Alrighty! Maths, guys!"
Chrysalis sighs. "Damn,"
"Come on! It's not that bad!" Dime says.
Chrysalis barks a laugh.
"Are you kidding? I ask, getting up to walk with Dime. "Yesterday you were telling us how Maths was the-quote, unquote- 'bane of your life'."
Dime scowls. "So?"
"So, your attitude towards Maths has changed over the course of a day," says Chrysalis as we begin to walk.
"I'm not allowed to....?"
"No," I said firmly.
At Dime's horrified expression, I say, "Bro, I'm kidding."
She grins. "So am I."
We all laugh.
We reach the class. As we walk in, the teacher, a short alicorn we all call Mrs D, says, "Finally! Pair up, everypony. We need to get this done by the end of the hour."
Dime and Chrysalis pair up, leaving me to wander the classroom looking for someone with no partner. I go to Mrs D and she calls out, "Is there anyone without a partner?"
To my horror, a slightly squeaky but still quite motherly voice calls back, "I don't, Miss."
Celestia trots up to Mrs D, her purply-pink eyes aglow with something that looked a bit like amusement but a bit like sadness.
I'm speechless. I should probably explain why.
As Mrs D explains the rules to us, my mind drifts to when we were younger. Only a year ago, her sister Star had asked Dime out. Turns out Star was bi. So Dime said yes, just because Dime didn't want to hurt anypony's feelings. They went out for about three months before Dime broke it off, politely and quietly. And that was that.

Until the last term of last year. Year 14. This year is the last, but last year was probably the one I'm going to remember. I think I will remember the last day the most.

"Oh, Celestia, give me a kiss," said the floppy maned colt. "You know you want to."
"I know I don't want to," Celestia replied disrespectfully. "Buck off."
The colt was shocked. "That's no kinda language a pretty filly like you should be using,"
"Just go away, OK? Buck off."
"Clean out your mouth," snarled the colt. He pointed his horn at Celestia and suddenly her mouth was frothing up with soap bubbles. "I won't have a mud-mouth kissing me,"
Celestia was outraged. Yellow magic flared, and sewage flowed out of the colt's mouth. The colt narrowed his eyes, and his sap-green magic encircled Celestia. He was going to do something evil to her.
And suddenly he was in a frilly pink tutu, his colours were bleached now; he apologized to Celestia tearfully and ran away.
Did I just do that? I remember thinking.
"Was that you?" asked Celestia once she had cleared her mouth of soap.

"I...I guess so," I replied, looking down in astonishment at my mismatched hands. "I guess that's what I do," I said with a half smile.

Celestia turns to me. "Shall we?"
"Sure," I reply. "What are we doing, exactly?"
She gaped at me incredulously. "You-didn't even-?"
"Nope," I say brightly. "Didn't even hear a word of it."
"But you asked a question...!"
I think for a minute, not saying anything.
"I guess it's just what I do," I say quietly.
She looks at me curiously, and for a wonderful second I think she remembers too.
But no. Of course she doesn't. She probably completely forgot. I sigh.
"What are we doing?"
She sighs back, imitating me. "We have to recite problems to each other and write down the answers, then make a chart of the problems and a graph comparing our scores."
"How interesting," I say sarcastically.
"Hey," she says. "I never made it up. Mrs D did."
"I know. I just wish we did cool stuff in Maths."
"Me too,"

* * *

We talk while we're working on the chart and graphs.
"Did you see that new movie?" I ask.
"What?"
"The Pony Games."
"Yes," she replies.
"It could happen," I say casually.
"It could," she said. "But I would never make my subjects endure that kind of pain. Every year of their lives. Forced to watch their own fillies and colts die for the entertainment of the higher ranks."
We're 'sposed to inherit a world to shape once we get out of this dumb school. One each. I'm hoping for a good one.
"Besides, the book was much better," she adds.
I grin at her. "It was, wasn't it?"
"Mm."

Nighttime Eternal

"Discord! I heard something was happening!"
Dime gallops up to me. I'm still dazed from my Luna encounter.
"Yeah..."
"What?"
"Luna happened." I reply. "She almost managed to rape me."
"Luna?!" Dime replies incredulously. "Isn't she Star's sister?"
"And Celestia's-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. So why are the police here?"
"They're-"
I'm not too sure I want to relive that experience just yet, but Dime looks around and says,
"Whoa, what happened to this place! It's like a bomb hit it!"
It's true. After Nightmare Moon revealed her jealousy of her sisters to the world, she used her powers to blow a huge hole in the ceiling. She let her mane implode around her and the midnight blue substance flew out of the hole.
"Discord!"
Celestia runs up on my other side. "My sister-"
"I'm sorry. About your sister," says Dime gravely, and they hug briefly.
Celestia turns to me. "What the hell happened here? I heard Luna had done something, and then I heard crazy stories about her trying to rape you, and somepony else said-"
"Celestia. There's a big problem and I need somepony's help. The police won't do anything, they'll just sit there and pick up hoofprints. I'm going to find her myself. I dunno what I'll do, apologize or something, but-"
"Why would you apologize?" asks Dime.
"Long story."
"I'll come with you," says Celestia. "She's my sister. Maybe I could reason with her."
To be honest, I'm relieved. I didn't want to do this alone. Not after what Luna had just done.
"Okay then..."
Dime glances at the ruined house of the party, seems to hesitate, then she sighs.
"I guess I'll go too," she says tiredly.

"So where did Luna go when she was angry?" Dime asks.
"The towers at the castle museum," replies Celestia. "I used to find her there sometimes."
"It's the best chance we got. Let's go."
We walk to the museum. Actually, no. I walk and Celestia and Dime fly. It's old and dusty and full of spiderwebs. "Wow, this place is yuck." Dime says.
"The towers. Quickly."
We climb steep stairs and go down hallways, twist and turn until it seems we will finally stop. But no.
There are two paths in front of us. One leads to the topmost tower; the other leads to a turret that doesn't have a roof anymore.
"I'll take the tower if you two want to have the turret," says Dime.
I nod. Celestia sighs.
"OK."

We climb the steep stairs, flight after flight after flight, and by the fifth round of stairs, we're both getting tired.
I look down off the edge. I can see the ground, a small patch of browny grey below us.
"We're almost there," puffs Celestia.
I look up and see there's only a little more of climbing these goddamn stairs.
"Come on, let's go," I replied.

We finally reach the door to the turret.
"Let me go first," Celestia whispers.
She trots onto the turret.
"Luna?" she asks tentatively.
"That is not my name," says the pony looking out at the night.
"I thought-"
"You thought wrong."
"No. I didn't." Celestia says firmly. "Your name is Luna. You raise the moon. You have a crush on Discord. You are not evil."
"No."
"Luna, give them a chance. Give ME a chance."
Nightmare Moon spins around, although she raises her wings as a barrier between her and her sister.
"I TRIED, CELESTIA!" She's yelling, although there are tears in her eyes. "I TRIED! I TRIED REALLY HARD FOR YOU. AND THEY STILL IGNORED ME. They hate me."
"They don't-"
"They do," she snarls. "No matter. They shall quake with fear. The night will never end. It will teach them to appreciate my work! The night will last FOREVER!"
She laughs evilly.
Celestia looks back at me and makes a slight motion with her head. Come forward.
"I can't let that happen, sister," she says, and lowers her head.
Her horn lights up. Yellow magic flares. I jump up from behind her and force whatever magic I do have to help. "On three," Celestia hisses. "One. Two. Three."
The magic is blinding, my greyish white and Celestia's yellow.
"Jump!" yells Celestia. I do and use my mismatched wings to stay in the air. Celestia uses two powerful strokes of her wings to join me.
"Arms out!"
I stretch out my hands...paws....whatever and feel the raw power streaming through them into the bright light above us.
For a second, I see a little blue pony inside the huge ball of light. She looks vulnerable and afraid. But there is something about her...
Celestia falters. She's seen the foal.
"Don't! It's a trick!" I screech.
Celestia gives another stroke of her wings and catches up to me.
"NOOOO!! NOOOOOO!!" Yelling begins sounding out of the ball of magic.
And then Celestia lets a huge ball of light out of her horn.

Rehab

They put us in rehab.
Rehab.
I wasn't even traumatized. And they gotta take me and Celestia out soon. This is the final year. So we need to practice for the World Giving Ceremony (which is only THE most important event at this school).
"Discord?" the gentle voice asks.
"What?"
"Somepony here to see you."
"Okay."
It's probably some nerd in to give me another heads up on all the homework I've mist, but honestly I couldn't care less.
A copper pony trots in through the sterile white curtain. "Dime?" I ask incredulously.
"Here's a warning: the Ceremony practices begin next week. So I'd find a way to break out by Sunday."
"When's Sunday?" I ask.
"Well, it's Saturday today," she says in a voice that sounds like she is talking to a very dim foal.
"Okay, okay, I get it, alright? You lose any sense of time in here."
She nods. "Well, then...."
"Well?"
She looks at me, a searching look, and she mutters, "I can kinda see what Luna saw in you,"
"What?" I ask. I hope she didn't say what I thought she said...
She shakes her head. "N- nothing. It doesn't matter."
I nod carefully. "Uh-huh."
"I gotta go...but somepony else is here too..." She jumps off the bed and rushes out the door. No, Curtains. Actually, buck it. Who cares?
Then there is a dry rustle and Chrysalis is standing opposite my bed.
"Enjoying yourself?" she asks.
I sigh, and it pushes some of the black strands of hair up off my face for a moment.
"No. Most boring thing of my life."
She doesn't move. She just stands there, watching me. I'm not bothered by her and she isn't bothered by me. I think she knows even with all this confusing last-year-of-world-school stuff she can't do anything lovey dovey.
"So I was thinking..." she begins.
"Mm?"
"What if we did something for Celestia, something to make her remember us, even after she found her world?"
"That's a good idea," I say, and I'm very interested all of a sudden. Remember us? Remember me? I'm in.
"So if you have....something, and Dime makes her some custom regalia, not those babyish ones they give you to start with at graduation, then we could have a goodbye present for her. A picture, a crown and..."
"Don't worry, I have a good idea of what I can give her."

I spend that afternoon designing some weapons of power for Celestia's world called The Elements of Harmony. They will harness the power of something
or other (which I haven't decided on yet) to destroy evil and protect Celestia's world from any danger it comes across.
One is easy, magic. The easiest for any at our school to hold.
One is generosity, which is another part of Celestia's personality.
The others I haven't decided on yet.

What do you think?
I read the note on top of the brown paper parcel and open it. Since I live closest to Celestia I get to hoard all the leaving gifts. Anyway. Inside the parcel lies a beautifully crafted shiny gold crown. It has a light purple gem embedded in the middle. There is also a wooden, but gold-plated harness (with a note that reads, 'lol solid gold too heavy haha') and four golden slippers.
Perfect.

Chrysalis's gift comes in next.
It is a big painting of Luna. The note reads,
'can u magic it so dat it moves'

I put my lions paw hand on the painting. I take a deep breath and reach into that little well of magic I found while battling Nightmare Moon. I force it into the picture along with a memory of the old Luna. I feel it pass through my paw, for a split second, and then it's gone. It was easier than the first time.
Looking at the painting, I realize I did it. Luna's mane shimmers and sparkles, and if you look at her, she looks back at you and smiles.
Oh, Celestia will not forget us. But whether she will kill us or be best friends forever with us remains to be decided.

[A/N]
Really sorry about the really late update. I sort of wrote myself into a corner.
Also, thank you to all that have liked or favorited.
^.^
Enjoy.

The Ceremony

"Alright. The Elements of Harmony. What do they do?"
"Do you really need to know?"
"Yes! You should know! You made them!"
I roll my eyes. "They're weapons."
"Why the hell would Celestia need weapons?!"
"I don't know. Probably for something." I say.
"No crap, Sherlock. 'Oh, she might need them for something,' No, she's going to let them sit there and rot!"
"I hope they won't need to be used."
"You- you -?! YOU HOPE?!" Dime was furious. "WHY GIVE HER WEAPONS IF SHE WON'T EVER USE THEM?!"
"Maybe she will need to use them. Maybe her sister will manage to-"
"What is the likelihood of that? One in a million?"
"One in a blue moon, you could say," I joke weakly.
"THIS IS NOT A TIME FOR PISSING AROUND, DISCORD!!"
Dime is screaming at me.
"JUST BECAUSE YOU MANAGED TO SWEET TALK YOUR AND CELESTIA'S WAY OUT OF REHAB DOES NOT MEAN YOU CAN PLAY ON MY LOV-"
"Your what?" I ask.
"My- my sympathies. You-can't play on my sympathies." Dime says sheepishly.
"O-kayyy," I say. "You were screaming at me?"
"I- no- it doesn't matter," she says.
"Come on," I say. "I'm prepared to be shouted at, Dime! Fire when ready!" I say, conjuring up a darts target around my face. It's a lot easier to dip into my well of magic since I was using it pretty much all yesterday to create the Elements.
She smiles at me. "Forget it."
"If you insist," I say, and the dartboard disappears.
"We should go to the Worldgiving, it's starting soon."
Dime nods, and we walk towards the hall together.

"Miss Dime!"
Dime stands up. Her hooves are shaking. She walks slowly to the front of the hall. This is the moment of truth. Right now, she will be assigned a world.
"Miss Dime. You have been gifted the world Fërulia!"
Dime looks around at the crowd in shock. She had been given one of the best worlds around.
Fërulia is in the solar system Aquus-1/0/7, which is the solar system with the record for life on the most planets. Fërulia is one of the best around; she's guaranteed a civilization and an easy life. Lucky.
One the clapping has finished and Dime has sat down next to me, Chrysalis's name is called.
"Miss Chrysalis, you have been granted the world Hearthus 9!"
I've never heard of Hearthus 9, but it must be a particularly good planet because her parents are clapping very hard and cheering for her, although that might just be because she is their daughter.
I'm still thinking about Hearthus 9 when they call, "Miss Celestia!"
She walks up quickly, the only one of the trio that began at the start if the year left. The reader says, "Miss Celestia, you have been offered the world Equestria. But on account of your sister, her moon shall accompany you on your journey. You will raise the sun and moon by yourself each day."
Celestia bows her head. "I accept your conditions."
"Then go, Miss Celestia, and take Equestria with you."
"Mr Sombre!"
Which is my cue to turn off again.

I'm at the end of the roll. So everypony has had a planet given to them by the time my name is called.
They seem to be confused abou something, whispering among themselves as I walk slowly up to the stage.
"Mister Discord...you have been given a strange world...but the Scroll does not lie...
"Sir, you have been given Equestria as well."

[A/N]
Have another chapter because of my late update last time :)

General Awkwardness

Once, I fell flat on my face after climbing a tree. It knocked all the wind out of me. I sort of forgot everything around me and just struggled to breathe, to do anything.
That is exactly how I feel now.
How does that even work? Two ponies can't be given one world! That's like trying to fit this entire school into just a couple of universes!
"Is that possible?" Mrs D says from the back.
"Once...in legends past...if the destinies of said ponies were very tightly entwined....but we did not think it possible again..." said one of the scroll readers. He gazes at the scroll again.
"Return to your seat, sir," says the one who said the Scroll did not lie.
I should probably explain what the Scroll is.
It's an ancient prophecy scroll that has been enchanted to see the destinies of the names written on it. It gives the name of the world and one word that describes what most of their life will be. We are given a hoofwritten copy (on normal paper) of what that says after the assembly. Which is in about two minutes.
"Okay, ponies, file orderly through the exits and collect your..."
But no pony listens to the teacher. They run out of the door as fast as they can. The same as every year.
I'm one of the last to go through. A surly-looking PE teacher hands me a bit of paper.

Master Discord
WORLD: Equestria
FATE: Stone

Stone? What is that supposed to mean? Am I going to be a stone smith in this Equestria? Two rulers must mean we get some free time off.
"Discord?"
Celestia is beside me.
"Celestia...."
"Discord, I'm really sorry about what happened back there. You take Equestria, I'll...I don't know..."
"Celestia, you know if our destinies are closely entwined or whatever, those readers would have wanted us to rule together. Not apart."
She looks up at me.
"Really?"
I smile. "Well....yeah!"
She grins back. "Alrighty then!"

We go out for some icecream. I pay, and we walk down to the wharf overlooking the multiverse. Celestia is obviously feeling down about being stuck with me for the rest of eternity. I try cracking some weak jokes, but when it's clear she isn't going to laugh, I drop it.
"What's up, Celestia? Really?" I ask.
She stirs the remainders of her already melted ice cream sundae and sighs.
"My life sucks," she says. "No offense, but it does."
"Why?"
"Because I'm so alone. My sister is on the moon. Literally. Star has some planet I don't know the name of. And no offense, but I'm not exactly looking forward to spending forever with you, either." she says.
I put my eagle claw finger underneath her chin and push her chin up so she's looking into my eyes.
"I know life sucks, but it will get better eventually." I say. I grin at her.
"Oh, Discord," she says, and hugs me tight.
This is awkward.
"Uhh....."
I put my paw on her waist and pat her back awkwardly with my other free claw.
"You okay?" I whisper.
"Just fine, Discord," she says, looking up into my eyes.
I blink.
She smiles. She puts her head forward a bit.
I blink again. Where is she going with this?
She looks really hopeful.
I smile awkwardly.
She puts her head forward a bit more.
"What are you doing?" I whisper.
She grins. "Oh, Discord," she says.
And then she kisses me right on the lips.

A/N
Sorry about this chapter in general. -.- I might not be doing some more for a while because I have exams coming up. But I do want to finish this story. Promise! Besides I wast to write the turning to stone chapter (there will be a bombshell in the last chapter) and I have big things planned for the epilogue.
~Feather

Stone

It has been seven hundred years. Six of those spent alone. Trapped in this hellish prison.
I tried. At first. I really did.
But it got too much.
When I tried to help the ponies on this damned planet, they would become bleached and unlike themselves. When I left them, they would die off. I did not know what to do. For half the time I have been here I have been trying to make things work for me. Celestia was fine. She never had to worry. She used her magic to raise the sun. And the moon. She must sleep for the day and most of the night. Raising a huge celestial body and a lunar body every single day for life must be tiring.
Of course that leaves me to shape this planet.
My magic is not good for anything. I cannot help Celestia and raise the moon for her, and I can't possibly do anything to the ponies of this world. I sicken myself.
So then, I thought, what if I just forget?
Change this planet?
Have some fun?
I did it bit by bit. Every day I would change the world a bit more. Reverse a law of physics there, break a forth wall there. I changed Equestria so much in those first weeks that by the end of the first month of change it was raining chocolate milk and the roads were soap.
Celestia didn't notice. She slept. On the first day of the second month, as soon as she fell asleep, I tried my paw at raising the moon. Then I set it. And the sun came up. And I left it going too fast. The night will last forever? The night lasts a few minutes. It was hilarious.
And I told Celestia I could raise the sun and moon by myself. So she slept more.
But eventually she did not need to sleep; there was nothing to be tired for.
So she walked outside. I remember that day as if it were yesterday.
"Discord!" Celestia called playfully. "Where are you, honey?"
"Out here. Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"I'm not tired."
I remember thinking, Oh crap.
She playfully trotted up to me, looking at the ground and deliberately swinging her hips as she went.
She looked up, out at the world.
"....Discord?"
"Yes?"
"What did you do?"

I explained things to her and she didn't disagree or say anything against me. She just seemed preoccupied.
The next I saw her she was readying something. They looked like six spheres of stone with symbols engraved on them.

"Discord, honey?"
"Yes?"
"I've got something to show you. Come on in here,"
I walked into her room. She had the spheres of stone (which I now recognized as the Elements of Harmony) arranged around her.
"Discord," she said sadly, "you have reigned chaos on us for far too long.
"I need to do this. I'm sorry."
She lit her horn.
The elements around her began to glow. One by one they lifted up off the ground. Celestia rose with them. She opened her eyes, and they were two glowing orbs of light.
"You can't banish me! You can't use the Elements on me! I created them!" I screamed.
And a rainbow came down upon me.
My legs felt cold, numb. I tried to move one but they wouldn't budge.
A line of grey was running up my body slowly. I put my lions paw on my stomach to see what would happen, and when the grey ran over it, it wouldn't move no matter how hard I tried.
I held my eagle's claw up to see if I could stop the rainbow, but the grey was up to my elbow and it wouldn't move. It was like I was turning to stone.
Stone.
STONE!
No! This was my destiny?! To be encased in stone for eternity?! But it must be true, as the grey ran up my neck, I screamed, "CELESTIAAAA!!"
My last thought before the stone engulfed me was of the unborn child.

A/N
Done!! Oh...the epilogue isn't coming for a while though. Sorry.
Also, if this chapter is a little rushed/different, sorry. No sleep. e.o

Party Time

The bell rings again. Celestia smiles at me.
"See you 'round, Discord," she says.
"You going to the party tonight?" I ask.
"No, but Luna is," she says. "I'll tell her to say hi."
"OK."

I walk in the door just as the song ends and a new one begins. It's one of my favorites- Chaos Forever by Drako Nekus. They're all dragons in the band and they have amazing voices.
I dance for what seems like ages, then I sit down upstairs in a room somewhere.
After a while, Luna comes and joins me.
"Hi," she says.
"Hi," I say.
"How was your day?" she asks.
"Good."
There is an awkward silence.
"Wanna dance?" asks Luna as a dubstep song comes on.
"Sure," I say.
We go out and dance. Luna seems to be getting closer all the while. Then, at one point, she seems to be all around me, opposite and beside and behind...
"You know, Discord," she says thoughtfully, "I really like you."
"I kinda like you too," I say, instantly on my guard. She's been drinking. More than I have.
"And I was thinking," she said slowly, dumbly, " if we both like each other and we both wanna be together, then why the hell don't we?"
I can feel her pressed up against my chest.
"I....uh...."
"You see, Discord," she says, her voice slurred, "I love you. There. I said it. I really, really love you."
"Luna..."
"And you love me too right?"
"Luna."
"What?" she asks impatiently.
"I, uh, dont like you in that way."
Luna is crestfallen. "Joke, right?"
"No," I say seriously. " I...have a crush on your sister."
Something flashes in Luna's eyes. Jealousy? Resentment?
"I see how it is," she snarls, pushing me away. "Little miss Perfect sunny pony gets all the attention. And Luna gets nothing. I've seen it for a while now. Everypony loves the beautiful day, blah blah blah, but who will truly love the night? Nobody. Never ever."
I'm speechless. What am I supposed to say?!
"Well, from now on, I shall not be Princess Luna. From now on, my name shall be Nightmare Moon!"
Nopony is dancing anymore. They are all watching in horror at the pony laughing maniacally up at the ceiling. Her mane flares into her, and then it flashes and now she is black. Black as the night. Her mane sparkles with stars, and she wears a light blue helmet and slippers. She also has a breastplate adorned with a crescent moon.
"Quake with fear!" Nightmare Moon says in a commanding voice. "For I am the mare of your nightmares!"

Epilogue: Dionysus

"You look just like him, you know."
I look up from my drawing.
"What?"
"Your father," says Luna. "Different eyes, but...the same, mostly,"
"I....do...?"
"I knew him. Perhaps not as well as I knew your mother, but I knew him. And loved him, for a time."
What am I supposed to say to that? Luna loved my father for a while? Awkward.
"Would you tell me who he is?"
"I'm sorry, but Tia told me I was not to speak of it to you."
"What else did Mum tell you?"
"That you would not be allowed to leave Canterlot Castle grounds."
I sigh. Trust Mum to tell everypony that mattered.
"Why don't you go out into the gardens? There are some interesting statues out there."
The gardens were forbidden too. But now I could say I had the permission from one of the Princesses!
I walk outside to the gardens and stop.
That statue....
I walk up to it. It's a draconequus statue. But it looks like it's breaking apart. Around the bottom, on the platform he stood on, is carved:

DISCORD, GOD OF CHAOS, FATHER OF HIS SON DIONYSUS AND HIS DAUGHTER SCREWBALL

"Dionysus!"
I whip around. Celestia. Damn.
"Mum, I..."
"WHAT are you doing in the Canterlot Gardens! You KNOW you are not allowed in here! You have disobeyed my orders. Go to your room while I think up a fitting punishment for you."
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"GO TO YOUR ROOM, DIONYSUS!"
I grudgingly walk up to my room. I hear laughter, and turn back. Celestia is staring in horror and...happiness? at the Discord statue.
"Mum?"
"Go....go to your room, Dionysus..."
I walk up to my room. Who is this Discord? Who is Screwball? And why was Mum so afraid and joyful when she heard that laugh?
If this 'Discord' is in fact my dad, then I know for a fact that I need to contact this Screwball and warn her of our father.

A/N
Done!! You guys didn't have to wait that long because I'm a procrastinator and I have a lot of homework. There is a picture of Dionysus on my deviantART here: http://bleachedraptor.deviantart.com/art/Dionysus-336156736
Thankyou to any pony who has read, liked, favorited or commented on this story. ^.^
~Feather