A Discordant Note

Life's a daisy

Swayin' in the wind

Flowing to the music

Dancing like a dream

All you've gotta do is

Sway with the music

Dance to the wind

And trot on

Cheerilee spun around and did a last pose. Discord may have turned this down upside down, but she didn't have to give up her life's passion! It was too bad the foals didn't share her views.

In a puff of rainbow smoke, a draconeques appeared.

"Well, well, well. What have we here?"

Cheerilee stopped mid-spin and looked at him.

Discord grinned.

"The foals aren't showing up, you know."

Cheerilee's expression froze.

"Didn't you hear? School's out. Forever."

Cheerilee felt a cold chill run up her spine.

"After all, math is no good in a world ruled by chaos! Same with science- I could make atoms out of donuts if I wanted to. And who wants to read about history? Nothing ever happened back pre-chaos. It's so boring. And I'm suuuuuure the foals agree with me."

Cheerilee started to twitch.

Discord touched a finger to her forehead.

"Why not be a little more interesting?"

Slowly, a gray sheen began to dull her coat.

Cheerilee twitched again.

"S-school's out, foalks..."

A mad grin spread across her face as she wandered out of the schoolhouse.

The dull purple mare tottered over to the swings, and leaped onto one, hooves dangling, swing firmly under her belly.

"I'm boooored," she whined in a filly's voice.

She stayed, legs dangling, on the swing for a couple more minutes, then listlessly plodded back into the school house.

"Lesson plans? They're so booooring. Why would I eeeever wanna use these?"

The dull gray shine spread over Cheerilee once more, as she began pulling out her drawers, grabbing her papers, and ripping them apart with her teeth.

"Don't I have anything more iiiiiinteresting?"

She shook her head and trotted off the door (which had somehow become a walkway) before walking over to a signpost.

The gray mare considered the sign post for a moment.

"It has wooooords on it. That is so, like, boooooring."

She looked at her outfit, or lack of one, and with a horrified expression galloped toward her house.

"I, like, gotta get some totally trendy clothes. I hope, like, I've got an awesome wardrobe, I mean, I totally neeeeeed one nooooow." Cheerilee changed from valley filly to whining adolescent in an instant.

The former teacher swung open the door and, seeing several bookshelves, ripped them all out of the shelves.

"Like, bookshelves? I totally don't want to reeeead," Cheerilee complained.

She wandered over to a closet.

"BLEACH! That is, like, so totally eighties!"

It literally was. All Cheerilee's old outfits were stuck in there.

"I gooooottaaa, like, get some neeeeeew clothes so totally fast. I can't live like this!"

Though she hadn't noticed, and wouldn't have cared even if she did, her cutie mark shrank a tiny amount.

The mare that was once Cheerilee tore open the door of Carousel Boutique, screaming wordlessly.

Upon finding ball gowns, she stopped straight.

"Are these reaaaaaally trendy?"

Her face lit up as she realized that yes, they were indeed trendy.

She pulled a red one bejeweled with topaz and diamonds in the shape of daisies from its mannequin, and pulled several more from a drawer. She pulled on a tight black bodysuit with diamonds on it, and then rushed towards the spa for some makeup.

Lotus and Aloe had matching confused expressions on their faces.

"Excuse me, ma'am..." ventured Lotus.

"...Would you mind telling us why you're scooping mud from our baths into a bowl?"

Cheerilee looked at them. "It's not mud! It's, like, the most totally trendy makeup in the universe!" she snarled.

Lotus and Aloe exchanged glances. They sighed.

The gray mare turned to them. "Where's the lipstick?"

Aloe's expression changed from merely puzzled to extremely confused.

"Um, Cheerilee?"

"...Like, yeah?"

"Why are you talking like a valley filly?"

A gray hoof lurched out and smacked the side of Aloe's face, leaving a red mark.

"Like, you are so totally rude!" yelled Cheerilee. She then turned and sprinted for the door.

Lotus looked quizzically at where the former teacher was a moment ago.

"...Okay, no more talking to the gray ponies."

Aloe sighed. "You said it. In the last hour, we've had our mud bath raided six times!"

Lotus facehoofed. "Six times?"

Aloe confirmed her sister's statement.

"Yep. Six. Bucking. Times."

The discord-tainted mare sat in the middle of her precious, trendy items, purring to herself at her "totally cool" haul.

The Harmony Wave rushed over the land. Color returned itself to Cheerilee's coat, and her shrunken cutie mark returned to normal size.

Cheerilee looked down. Among her hooves were various pajamas, a pair of raincoats, and several bowls of mud.

Suddenly, the carnage befallen several papers caught the teacher's eye.

Cheerilee's eyes went wide in shock and horror.

"Oh, Celestia, my lesson plans!"