"On perhaps a lazy day,
A little chaos can come to play"
A long time ago, in a world far away from ours; there lived a draconequus by the name of Discord. For many centuries, Discord ruled over a quaint little town called Equestria. At least, it would have been quaint had Discord not be calculating or evil in any shape of the word.
But no, for centuries upon end, Discord ruled over the land with an iron fist and terrified the people of Equestria with his rather...eccentric plans. Basically, if you've ever seen a cat with wings and spoke Spanish while using knives to cut things; chances were Discord had something to do with it.
Eventually, two brave and powerful sisters; both named Celestia and Luna came together and put an end to his homicidal reign by using a magical group of spirits that resembled good-will, kindness and all that was pure in hearts known as 'The Elements of Harmony'. They would use said powers to turn away the crazed draconequus and turn him into stone.
Time passed, and as it did; things began to change around him. There were no more floating upside down buildings to see, no more dancing donuts to eat or burning mustaches to wear. Equestria had finally even itself out and had become what was basically a democratic republic of sorts. But each day that went by, he knew that he would rise again soon.
One day, it happened. Some little filly managed to give him the key he needed to return back from his abyss and woke him up with a fire that spoke of vengeance. He would soon go after the new protégé of Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle. But she was not alone, for she had acquired five friends during her stay in Equestria. The party planning and easily excitable Pinkie Pie, the ever honest and strong willed Applejack, the boastfully fast but loyal Rainbow Dash, the generous fashionista Rarity and the kind-hearted yet terminally introverted Fluttershy.
It was a hard fought war between the two parties and for a while it seemed that Discord would finally reclaim his throne. But alas, it was not to be. Twilight Sparkle and her friends were able to defeat the spirit of chaos and again put him a stone cold trance. Perhaps this time, for good.
At least, that's what it seemed. But as fate would have it, Princess Celestia seemed to have a plan for him. As it would turn out, Celestia believed that maybe, just maybe, there was a hint of goodness in his chaotic heart. And so, she set her free and gave her protégé and her friends the task of turning him into an ally.
It wasn't easy, in fact it looked as if it was all but impossible. But thanks to the persistence and patience of one Fluttershy, Discord all but renounced his ways and became somewhat of a benevolent friend to the group. Was it all perfect? Not exactly, he was still quite the trickster even as he turned good, and there was that one time he relapsed and for a short while teamed up with an unholy magic eating overlord named Tirek, but on the whole; it seemed that Discord had at least much better relations with the Equestrian citizens.
But our story doesn't begin with the hustling and bustling towns of Equestria, no; this story starts somewhere a little more...abstract.
One fine Saturday morning, around eight or nine at the very least; Discord was just finishing up a delicious fish and avocado breakfast burrito. He had not exactly made plans to do much of anything today, maybe he could do a little bit of pranking or as the more 'hip' and 'cool' folks in Equestria called it 'trolling', but as he looked at his schedule or lack thereof; he realized today was not exactly the type of day you go out and do things.
He sighed as he watched his now emptied plate dance away from the table with the spoon and his napkin combust into flour he could use to make bread, "Might as well see what's on the old television set" He muttered to himself, as he transformed himself into a snake and with no real reason to hurry himself slithered his way to the couch where he would sit and watch whatever was on the screen.
As he sat himself down on the squishy and soft cushions, he carried his remote controller and pressed the red button that turned on the T.V set. And the first thing he saw, the depressing sight of a dark and dreary bedroom as the two leads argued in an overdramatic fashion. It seemed that there had been yet another spat between the two lovers in 'The Middle-aged and the Disheveled'.
"Never knew why Rarity liked that sort of tripe anyway…" Discord grumbled, disinterested in the whole thing. "Everyone with a quarter of a brain knows what happens next," A quarter with a brain on it appeared by his side as he said that. "They'll breakup, get advice from their friends or family figures, and then make things right. That's what usually happens with these things."
He picked up the remote and just as the hot and heavy argument was about to get personal, the scenery changed. Now it was bright lights, an overzealous host, two angry guests and a rabid crowd eating it all up. Judging from what he saw, there was an issue between the two parties over a girl who apparently seduced colts for a living. The poor suckers.
"Why are they even bothering?" The draconequus pondered out loud, "She's just going to dump them both anyway!" And then, a hoof clocked in. The one in the grey was pounding away on the one in the green hard as security scrambled to break them up before there was a murder case that had to be solved. The spirit only had to chuckle at the site of it.
"This is what pony wrestling would be like if everyone fought like a clumsy sailor wearing banana slippers" And as if it were like magic, a sailor slipped onto the scene. Discord turned his head over to see the incident for himself. "Everything alright John?" He asked with little concern, he extended his arm and gave a thumbs up. This was the cue to change the channel once again.
The next channel he saw was CNN. Now in your world, CNN tended to be a moderate voice in a sea of loud political shows; not in Equestria. Here, it was changeling propaganda; something Discord wasn't too fond of...but for different reasons than you would think.
"Queen Chrysalis really thinks a silly little propaganda channel is going to bring in more changelings?" Discord shook his head, amazed and in disbelief at the ineptitude shown from his set. "She really fell far from grace didn't she?" He sighed, and once again went to…
"Now that I think of it," Discord stalled; the thought of changeling propaganda masquerading as news was so mind-numbingly out there that it had to be worth at least a couple of laughs. "What may be fool's gold to some could be a comedy goldmine to me after all." And as he said that, a minecart crashed in from the top of his roof to his sofa. Inside the cart, there was dozens among dozens of pieces of laughing gold.
With the program set to record for later tonight, Discord changed the channel one more time. And this time, he found himself watching the Other Worlds News, or OWN as most ponies knew of it as. Thankfully, this was a sane, well-balanced and relatively unbiased source of information that people could trust to give them the latest of the worlds outside theirs.
So imagine the look on his face when he saw what channel he was on. "Oh great." He sighed in defeat. "The common sense police is here. Now we're safe." Discord spoke, the sarcasm oozing out of him. Realizing that all he was doing was wasting his valuable morning time, he decided not to bother changing the channel again.
It wasn't a total loss, apparently in a place called Earth there had been a situation between the United States and North Korea of all places. It appeared that things had seriously escalated to the point where Guam was now being threatened with a pre-emptive strike. If done, it was told that it would either lead to the regime's demise, or something far worse between the two nations. "It's a shame I'm not an army type." Discord lamented, "I would have loved to help stir the pot with the two. Maybe even get them to do some strange love, if you know what i'm saying." Discord smirked, winking at the sailor who had just gotten back up...only to fall back down soon after.
Also going on in the world of sports, a baseball team named the Los Angeles Dodgers was declared as having a shot at breaking the all time win loss record. "Big deal." Discord scoffed. "Some team that plays a sport I don't even know has the potential to do something historic, that's all greek to me." On command, a Greek choir was summoned.
In other news, there was a superhero that was getting quite the attention. That was all well and good, superheroes were important beacons of justice after all. But what really caught his attention was not her powers, not her values, (he could care less about that) not even her outfit or where she came from. No, it was her silly, childish, rather mundane name. That name? WordGirl.
Discord had to rewind to make sure he had heard the news announcer correctly. Sure enough, WordGirl was indeed her name. Unable to control himself, he burst into spastic laughter like a crazed hyena. "WordGirl?! THAT'S her name?!" He cried out. "Of all the names a superhero could have chosen, THIS was the one she chose?!" Discord wiped away the tears that had just plastered his eyes and breathed in deep.
"I'd bet she's a pretty dreadful superhero." He chuckled. "Probably gets teased a lot at the Superhero Academy. Can't even beat a super villain without reading a book."
"But don't judge a book by it's cover," The news announcer spoke up almost as if he had heard his calls. As the report went on, he had found out that she was actually a very capable fighter of crime; they spoke stories of her amazing battles with The Whammer, Dr. Two Brains, Chuck the Evil Sandwich Making Guy and Lady Redundant Lady amongst others.
"Wow." Discord shook his head and mumbled to himself. "Whoever named them should be ashamed of themselves. And that many times they've taken on her? If I were them, I would have raised the white flag and gave up at some point." A white flag soon popped up from somewhere at the top of his house.
And then, the TV spoke back. "But there has been one foe as of late who has been very persistence in her quest to defeat WordGirl. And some say, increasingly desperate" A new figure was introduced to Discord soon after, a ponytailed, smug looking brat who was named as 'Victoria Best'. For days without end, this 'Best' figure had been attempting to commit serious crimes, and nine times out of ten (technically, nine and a half times) she failed. Miserably.
Yet, despite that; Discord looked on. And for the first time that day, he felt intrigued by something. Sure, she looked like a prissy rich girl you'd love to slap the teeth out of; but there was something about her that make her seem sympathetic: At least in his mind. Maybe it was her persistence that did it or her enthusiasm that set his off, but for whatever reason he couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl.
It was at that moment Discord got an idea. A wonderful idea. A wonderfully wicked idea. A wonderfully wickedly chaotic idea. If she wished to be a villain and a threat to WordGirl, why not she go and learn from someone who was a master of it?
And he smiled as he realized that he would find a way to kill two birds with one stone. Not only would he have found a means to justify his unpredictable nature, but he would also have an opportunity to teach her a very important lesson. "John?" Discord turned his head over to the sailor, who had at this point gotten onto the couch and was hamming it up with one of the females of the greek choir.
He looked at the draconequus and noted the demented smile he now sported on his face. "I'll need you to get a piece of paper and a pencil" He said in a firm note. "It appears I have a last minute business trip to attend to, and I have to let my dear sweet Fluttershy know ahead of time." Discord turned off the TV and headed upstairs to pack his suitcases.
Given this important duty, John got back up from the sofa, started to sing what was like a sea shanty over to the table to write a letter to Fluttershy...and proceeded to slip on himself for perhaps the fourteenth time today. Discord looked over to see the sailor slip and slide his way to the table and proceeded to chuckle a little to himself. It seemed that today was going to be a good day for chaos after all.