On a glorious day in the Equestrian Diarchy, Discord, Lord of Chaos loomed overhead. he looked down upon it his eyes scanning for a moment to strike. His eyes focused on Cloudsdale, the white fluffyness making him gag for its blandness. With a quick snap of his talons, the clouds turned into pink cotton candy, livening up the city.

He giggled and then stopped suddenly "Wait...I did that already!"

He pouted, as he kept staring at his very accurate scale model of Equestria.

He sighed, continuing to stare down at the model, finding that his amusement ended pretty quickly

"Being good is so, so, so, SO boring!" he said to his plushie sidekick, an incredibly accurate reproduction of Cadence.

"Oh, cheer up! There must be something you can do for your amusement, even if you are restricted!" she replies, with a voice that matched perfectly the the real deal.

Discord snapped his talons once more, creating a tiny Luna and Celestia , before tying them up to cardboard reproductions of two Canterlot Towers with silk threads that formed a tight web.

"What do you think of Celestia, spiders? Does she tastes of chocolate cake? Or maybe millefoglie?" He asked, tapping his chin.

"I'm pretty sure they wouldn't answer to you, nor like the taste of either," Plush Cadence deadpanned.

Discord facepalmed, as he felt his boredom accumulate in him like sewage liquid in an alley deep in Manehattan's worst neighborhood. Just as he was about to liquefy into goo thanks to sheer lack of entertainment, he got an idea.

"How about we check up on Pinkie Pie? She's always fun to watch at."

"Your choice, boss, I'm just that little of your childlikeness you hide. I'm not even really here." Plush Cadence giggled

"To Pinkie!" Discord declared as he made appear a winged go-kart, and, after jumping in it, he rode off.

Meanwhile at Sugarcube corner, the Cakes were getting ready for bed. Ms Cake let out a loud yawn putting her hoof up to her mouth "PInkie? Would you mind checking on the twins, i'm exhausted." She turned off the lights as she headed for their bedroom.

"Okie Dokie Lokie!" Pinkie said, before bouncing up the stairs to check on Pound and Pumpkin Cake.

As she peeked in, she saw that the two were still awake, playing with the toys she left in the crib.

Pinkie walked in, and turned on the lights, allowing her to see better the scene going on in front of her "What are you two still doing up? Are you still not tired?

Pound looked up at Pinkie, babbling softly. Pumpkin poked Pound in the stomach, giggling

Pinkie loomed over the twins in the crib "Come on," she said cheerfully " let's get you two tucked back into bed."

Pumpkin shook her head, babbling annoyed and tapping her hoof on the dark yellow mattress with letter patterns.

"Now now, little foals need their sleep." Pinkie insisted, forcefully tucking them in under the light blue sheets.

The two keep squirming about in defiance, refusing to settle in. How foals could be still have energy this late at night was a mystery, considered that the suggested hours of sleep seemingly didn't match with the reality of energies actually left.

"How about... Auntie Pinkie tells you a story?" She suggested, while wearing smile on her face.

The twins, apparently excited by that, since they clapped their hooves in and babbled in a way that was unmistakably meant "Yes."

PInke sat down, as she put her hoof to her chin, humming something close to elevator music. "Lemme think about it…"

"Hu ha I think I got a story." she said after about minute. She turned off the light, and cleared her throat and took a breath piecing together the story in her mind as she went.

She was unaware the draconequus outside the window, whom was watching with interest.

Pinkie started to tell her tale, of a land where ponies ages had been changed around, with the twins as teengers and herself as a foal. She tied her friends into her tale like threads into tapestry.

When she had finished her tale the two were still awake, especially Pumpkin, who smiled wide.

Pinkie rubbed the back of mane "Still awake," Pinkie said a bit frustrated, rubbing the back of her head "Let's try again."

Pinkie was going to tell the tale of Naxd, the pony that made ponies miserable with his horrible accent and weird likings, but something prevented Pinkie from even starting the story.

Pumpkin's horn started to glow, and, while the owner kept clapping without control, a magic bolt shot out and towards Pinkie. At the same time, a snap was heard, creating a big ball made of light, that caused a violent explosion of magical energy surges, causing everything to fade into a white light.

Before she fell in unconsciousness, she could hear Discord's voice ring out from the dark

"What have I done!?"