Table Setting Lessons With The God Of Chaos

by ChaoticHarmony

Rating: everyone
Tags: Comedy, Random
Length: 923

Fluttershy believes that Discord could benefit from a nice, quiet dinner with all of her friends. Of course, as she is still trying to teach him manners and use his magic for good, she asks him to help her set the table.

Fluttershy believes that Discord could benefit from a nice, quiet dinner with all of her friends.

Of course, as she is still trying to teach him manners and use his magic for good, she asks him to help her set the table.

With a tablecloth in one hoof and a book about fancy table-setting techniques in the other, Fluttershy begins her mission.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-01-19 19:10:17 UTC

A Little Help Won't Hurt

[}—–{ Table Setting Lessons With The God Of Chaos }–—{]

What could possibly go wrong, my dear Fluttershy?

“Discord.”  The butter-yellow pegasus glared over at the gleefully chuckling draconequus, who returned the glare with another round of uproarious laughter, no doubt because of the gravy that was in the process of soaking into her mane.  “Discord!”

The laughter died off instantly at Fluttershy’s outburst, leaving the draconequus looking like a foal who was caught with their hoof in the cookie jar and who thought they could charm their way out of trouble.  “Yes, my dear Fluttershy?”  Discord’s eyelids fluttered innocently as he smiled at the pegasus, barely containing his snickers at her absurd appearance.  “Is there something wrong?”

“You know exactly what’s wrong!  And if you don’t fix it I’ll—“  Anger, raw and powerful, flashed briefly within the Element of Kindness before her namesake could flood back in to quench the fires.  With a calm, demure smile on her face, Fluttershy flew closer to the creature of chaos.  “Do you think you could get rid of this gravy in my mane?  Rarity would have a fit if she saw all of this brown stuff in it.”  Pulling one of the squirrels that had began to lick her hair away, Fluttershy sighed.  “And I don’t want my animal friends eating my mane either.”

The sudden notion of Fluttershy without the pink topping her head was just too much for the draconequus, who burst out into outright laughter as the mental image sprung up out of nowhere.  “Do you… do you... do you have any idea how hilarious that would be?”  His breath came in pants as the giggles and chuckles threatened to overtake his capacity to breathe, rolling around on the floor and banging his mismatched hands onto the hard surface.  Suddenly the light that shined onto his closed eyelids disappeared, driving Discord to look up into the angry eyes of Fluttershy.

“Discord.”  The anger in her voice was all too apparent as she leaned down to use her infamous stare on the chaotic creature.  “Please.  Get.  Rid.  Of.  The.  Gravy.”

“Oh, all right.  I’ll get rid of the gravy.”  Groaning to himself as he pushed the little ball of shyness off of his chest, Discord snapped one of his fingers and smiled to himself as the gravy disappeared, along with Fluttershy’s hair.  “There, all gone!”

“Thank you, Discord.”  Fluttershy nodded contentedly and turned around, walking into the kitchen to wash out the rest of her mane, just in case Discord had ‘accidentally’ left any gravy in its folds.  “I was worried for a second that you wouldn’t get rid of it.“  Her hoof lifted up slowly as she turned the water on.  “I’m just glad that I was able t—“  Whatever else the pegasus had been about to say was swiftly cut off with a quiet scream that only just fit the criteria of a scream and bordered on the edge of being only a squeak.

Laughing to himself, Discord flew up onto the table that they were supposed to be setting up for their little get-together, lounging out as he let out a hearty chuckle every few seconds as he imagined Fluttershy’s different reactions to being completely devoid of hair.  That is just too funny!  Only a few seconds passed before Discord soon grew tired of his imagination and perked up his ears to listen to the sounds coming from the kitchen.  Those few seconds stretched into minutes as he strained to hear the sounds of a certain angry pegasus getting ready to storm back into the kitchen.

The sounds that he sought though weren’t the ones that drifted from the other room.  Instead, the draconequus was greeted with the sound of a pony sobbing gently.  His heart quickly plummeted at the pitiful noise that just barely tickled his ears with sadness.  “Fluttershy?”  Discord popped his head around the corner, curious as to why the pegasus was crying to herself, only to receive the image of a small towel racing into his face.

“Go away, you big meanie!”  The distraught tone of the normally calm pegasus is what disturbed Discord more than anything as he pulled away the towel to get a glimpse of his handiwork.  What he saw next would have driven him to laughter on any other day, but now the sight of a butter-yellow ball of shyness shivering in the corner did nothing but make him feel displeasured and the sounds of despair didn’t help that any.

“All right, all right, I’ll give you your pretty little mane back.  But only because I’m feeling a little nice.”  Snapping his fingers, Discord cast a spell that brought back the same hot-pink mane that he had taken away from the pegasus, minus the gravy of course.  “There, now you ha—“  Discord’s words were cut off as that ball of shyness tackled him in a flying hug.  Gagging, the draconequus pushed away the pony and flew up into the air.  “Oh gag, you can stop that now.  Hugs are so not my style, Fluttershy.”  Conjuring up a pair of red-rimmed sunglasses, Discord placed them on his face and laughed eagerly as he floated back into the dining room to cause some more delightful dinnerware chaos.

Fluttershy could only sigh and watch as the creature transformed her plates into pancakes and back again with mere snaps of his fingers.  What was I thinking when I offered to let him help me make the table?  Oh, that’s right, I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt and teach him some more manners while I was at it.  Shaking her head and smiling to herself, Fluttershy revisited the memory from just a few hours ago, when the table had been only slightly less ready than before.