Ponyville Guest Lecture Series: Discord

by Typewrittensoul

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Slice of Life
Length: 919

Discord stops by Ponyville Elementary to teach the foals about life.

After being reformed by Fluttershy's extension of friendship to him, Discord jumps at the chance to use his powers for good. He begins by volunteering his time to spend a day with the kids at Ponyville Elementary.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-14 20:37:55 UTC

0 Cuil

After settling at their seats, Miss Cheerilee cantered to the front of the class and greeted the colts and fillies under her care in the usual way, with a smiling face and friendly tone. The dozen or so ponies returned with smiles of their own and greeted their favorite teacher. She cast her greyish-green eyes over the little ones paying a mixed attention to her always warm welcome. Reason for this was because there was a guest waiting toward the back of the room, one who seemed familiar but was yet to be introduced in a formal manner.

The mare could easily understand her students' excitement as their guest was so unique and interesting a character. Without further ado the earth pony teacher called her class to be respectful toward "Mr. Discord," whom she called the draconequus without an inkling of irony or insincerity in her voice. The foals clapped their hooves in a polite manner against the wooden floor of the moderately sized schoolhouse and the lanky creature moved to take a spot next to his pony hostess. With a wave of his paw, Discord earned the smiles and undue attention of the pony youth.

The quick silence that settled was broken just as quickly with a simple phrase. "So...I'm Discord," he began in earnest, to which the dozen or so ponies gleefully giggled and returned with,

"Hello, Discord" "Hello, Mr. Discord" "Mr...Discord?"

The children looked about, unsure exactly how to greet the eclectically composed adult standing before them who chuckled at the scene. They murmured amongst themselves for a bit what theories or guesses they had, ranging from uninterested acceptance to out and out dismay from a certain trio of fillies.  Cheerilee was laughing as well, though with a nervous edge in her voice and her smile was slightly ticked up more on one side of her mouth than another.

"R-right..." she said in an authoritative way as to lead the proceedings. In taking the reigns by clearing her throat, the murmurs and disagreements of the colts and fillies as to how they were supposed to address the guest ceased as the students turned their ears back to the front of the room. "Mr. Discord, could you tell us a bit about yourself?"

Hearing this request, Discord aim his yellowed eyes to the mare. "What would you like to know, my dear?" He asked in return, confidence lending a cooler air to the way he stood as the dozen or so pairs of eyes turned from him and trained onto the teacher.

"Um..." Unfazed by the turnaround, Cheerilee needed only a fraction of a moment to decide how to start things off in a concrete, structured way that would best benefit her students to take advantage of this rare opportunity. It wasn't every day that a very part of Equestria history could provide insight into the happenings of the world around them, considering how busy the princesses tended to be. "Well, if you wouldn't mind, could you start by explaining to the children what it was that led to you being turned into a statue in the first place?" She asked.

3 Cuil

Hoping to ensure that he takes advantage of this opportunity, Discord asked what Cheerilee did to be turned into a statue. Sitting on the edge of their seats, the draconequus students giggle and remark amongst themselves over the curious-looking pony guest in their classroom. Outside the schoolcave made of wooden planks and boards arranged in a house-like manner, the howls and shrieks of cats and dogs falling from the overcast sky could be heard.

4 Cuil

Cheerilee blinks and looks around to find that she's in a parking lot. For a good several feet the flat of a paved concrete black top divided into dozens of pairs of lines could be seen The nearby rock farm is swarmed by bees. By wheelbarrow, a small family of four ponies are carrying their wheelbarrows to market. The incessant squeaks of their ungreased wheels are very irritating. Cheerilee finds herself standing next to Discord atop a pile of rocks as he plays a ukelele to get bus fare for the both of them.

5 Cuil

She asks what he did to be turned into a statue and he replies, "By being myself." The studio audience lends their sympathy by 'awwwing' and applauding Discord's courage to keep living.  Fanfics, comics and ask blogs appear all over the internet by those who disapprove of picking on their favorite character.

In fact they go out of their way to write what should have happened and feel that theirs is how things would have gone if the episodes were split into multiple parts.

1 Cuil

Discord pondered over he question, what it was he did to be turned into a statue.

"Well that's fairly easy to answer." Discord replied with a quirky smile on his face and returned Cheerilee's favorite white hat to her, plopping it onto her head.

2 Cuil

She asks what it was he did to be turned into a statue.

It took a moment for her to notice but Cheerilee gasps and scrambles back, seeing that Discord was still a statue. Everypony, teachers and students alike, are confused and perplexed.

"Ms. Cheerilee, look!" Apple Bloom shouted out and pointed her hoof toward the floor, alerting the mare to something below her. There is a copy of his autobiography resting on the ground, available for 10 bits at your local bookstore .