Chapter Two

Chaos Theory

Chapter 02

Coauthored by Seven81493 & Miss Dark Angel

“AH!” Twilight shot up in her bed, sweat soaking her coat. Confusion ran rampant through her mind. Had it all been a dream? Perhaps. And if that was the case, Discord was still in his prison. Which was a good thing, of course. Still, she had to be absolutely sure.

“Spike!”

Unbeknownst to her, Spike was right next to her, and her yelling caused him to roll right out of his basket and smack face first into the floor. “Ow! Ugh, what is it, Twilight? It’s the middle of the night…”

“I need you to come with me, Spike. We’re going to the Castle Garden. We’ll have to take the hot air balloon, most likely. After all, I doubt Celestia is awake at this hour.”

“And we shouldn’t be, either. Go back to sleep, Twilight.”

“But Sp--”

“No, go back to sleep. Every time you panic about something, it turns out to be nothing.”

Twilight resigned herself to a disappointed sigh, but did as her friend told her. He was right, after all. It was probably nothing. Just a dream.

“AH!” Twilight shot up in her bed, coat caked in sweat. Again.

“Good morning, Twilight Sparkle! Nightmares plaguing you?”

“Yes, Discord, now go away. You ruined my life…”

“Oh, I did no such thing! I’ve improved it, if anything!” he shouted boisterously, the sheer power of his voice making Twilight fall off of the bed she occupied.

She grunted in pain as she hit the floor before raising herself up slightly, allowing her eyes to appear over the bed. “You are such a jerk…”

“Now now, Twilight, didn’t Celestia teach you to be nice to ponies?”

“You’re not even a pony! You’re just a freak!”

Discord’s smile instantly vanished, and Twilight knew she had hit a chord with the draconequus. “If I were you, I’d watch it, Twilight Sparkle. I may be the god of chaos, but I will not deal with your blatant racism.”

Twilight sat up and opened her mouth to reply, but before she could Discord teleported away, leaving her to herself. Maybe she had crossed a line…

Meanwhile, all the way across the castle, Discord was visibly upset. His stomps resonated throughout the halls of the castle, causing any of the ponies who happened to be nearby to flee. He had known Twilight to be an introvert, but racist too? Lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice the pink pony in front of him and they collided head on, forming a small pile on the ground.

As the pink pony got up and began rubbing her head, she noticed just who she had run into. “Oh my goodness! Are you alright, Discord?”

He let out a small groan in response, slowly making his way to his feet. As he began dusting himself off, he addressed the pony before him. “I am quite alright, Cadance. A little upset about being called a ‘freak’, but it’s nothing I’m not used to.”

“Who called you a freak?” the alicorn questioned innocently. Jerk or no jerk, calling somepony else a freak was completely uncalled for.

“Your little sister. You would think that after her encounter with that zebra in the Everfree, she wouldn’t be a racist,” he spat, clearly getting more upset by the second. Cadance looked at him inquisitively. Sure, he looked angry, but that couldn’t be what was bothering him. Maybe he was covering up some other emotions?

“Are you sad, Discord?” The question threw Discord off. Clearly he hadn’t been expecting it, which meant he likely was trying to mask his sadness.

“Why dont you go ask Celestia?” he finally replied. Yet again, he teleported away before the pony adjacent to him could press him further. Letting out a sigh, Cadance slowly began walking to where she suspected Celestia was residing.

“Stupid ponies. They think they can treat me like a common animal?! I’ll show them all what it’s like!” Discord exclaimed, looking down at the city of Canterlot. Floating high above it, he began singing a slow tune.

“As I gaze down upon this town, I can’t help but frown

For all these ponies see me as is a clown!

But I’ll show them once, I’ll show them twice,

Why they had better treat me nice!

I’m the baddest of the bad, the meanest of the mean?

Well I’ll show them all why I’m a total fiend!

They take me for a fool, they think I’m a joke

Well I hope they like this next joke…”

As his little song came to a close, he began laughing grimly. These ponies were in for the chaos of a lifetime.

As Cadance walked through the halls of Canterlot Castle, she finally reached the room she had been making her way to for the past few minutes. Pushing the door open with one hoof, she trotted inside and used her tail to slam it shut.

“Auntie!”

“Over here, Cadance,” came the reply she was looking for. Celestia was seated across the room, snout stuffed in a history book. No doubt looking for ways to stop Discord again. After all, that had been her agenda for almost a week now.

“Auntie, it’s not healthy to stuff your face in books for a week straight.”

“I know, and I have no idea how Twilight was able to do this sort of thing,” she replied, throwing the book behind her without a care. She had changed since Discord had returned, that much was clear to Cadance.

“I actually came to ask you about something,” Cadance informed her ‘aunt’ as she took a seat across from her.

“Oh?”

“It’s about Discord. He seemed upset earlier,” she began, certain Celestia didn’t care, “something about Twilight being racist?”

“O-oh dear. What did she say to him?” Celestia questioned, suddenly full of intrigue.

“I don’t know, but Discord seemed sad, almost. He was trying to hide it, but I could tell,” she informed Celestia, hoping the information would help.

“I think it’s time I tell you something, Cadance. Something nopony but Luna and I know.”

Cadance’s eyes lit up at that. So Celestia did know why he was upset! “What is it?”

“I think it’s time somepony besides myself and Luna knew about Discord’s past.”