Sorry this took so long. I am graduating and things have been a little hectic, and I was kind of stuck. This chapter is short, but hopefully the next one will be longer.
Enjoy!
Discord awoke the next morning to the smells of eggs and bacon and feminine chatter. He moaned at the stiffness in his muscles as he stretched. If he was going to be sleeping there for a while, he needed to get softer cushions.
"Well, lookey here. Sleepin' Beauty is finally awake. Mornin' Discord."
Discord craned his head around to look at young woman in his kitchen. His guest sat in a chair near the stove and was flipping pancakes.
"Hey Applejack. Can I help you with something?"
"Sure can. Big Mac sent me up to pick up yur truck. Yur front door was unlocked, by the way. I came in to see if ya were alright and I found this pretty lady trying to get to the kitchen without wakin' ya, so I helped her."
Discord rubbed his forehead, kicking himself for forgetting to lock the door. He looked at the two women in his kitchen. His guest was piling up a huge stack of pancakes.
She noticed his stare and blushed. "We made pancakes. There is fresh coffee in the pot and the bacon should be done in a little bit." The injured woman pushed herself up out of the chair and hobbled over to the table to set the plate of pancakes in front of his spot.
"You can cook?"
"Apparently. I just started grabbing things and I made buttermilk pancakes."
"Real good ones too, Discord. Light 'n' fluffy, cooked to golden perfection. I couldn't do better."
Discord stared in amazement at his guest. Applejack saying someone cooked better than her? That rarely happened, but Applejack was always honest about everything. Discord reached over to the fridge and pulled out his hot sauce, covered his pancakes in it then poured syrup over them, getting an eyebrow raise from the woman next to him.
"I have unique taste buds."
"That's an understatement!" Applejack said. "Did ya know that this is the man who dips cotton candy into chocolate milk?"
"Really?" Discord's guest looked surprised and amused.
Discord shrugged. "As I said, I have unique tastes."
She laughed and sipped her cup of tea. She closed her eyes at the taste and sighed. "Grandmama always made the best tea." Her eyes flew open at the words. "Grandmama?"
Discord reached over to touch her. "You remember something?"
"Not sure. Its hazy." She rubbed her face. "Its gone."
Discord and Applejack sighed. "Ya will remember soon, sugar cube."
The injured woman smiled a little, then stifled a yawn. Discord put down his fork and picked her up, much to her protest.
"You need to rest. EMT's orders." Her pout was adorable.
Once she was settled, Discord went back out and found Applejack sitting with her arms and legs crossed and that look on her face.
"Don't get any ideas. Twilight is looking for somewhere for her to go once she can be mobile for more than a few minutes."
A golden eyebrow went up. Applejack started to say something, but a knock at Discord's door stopped her. He opened the door to reveal Twilight with Spike next to her.
"To what do I own this pleasant surprise?" Discord bowed dramatically.
Twilight held up her book bag. "I brought some books that I think might be helpful."
"Come on in, Twi. There are still some pancakes left." Spike's tail went haywire at the mention of food. Applejack chuckled as he rushed up to her and ruffled the dog's ears. "None for you, Spike. Sorry, buddy." The dog's ears and tail fell. He crawled under the table and did his best to look dejected, hoping he would get a handout.
The three poured through the books for the next hour. Discord threw his book onto the table.
"There isn't anything that we can do for her. She just will just have to remember on her own."
"Who knows?" Twilight said, not even looking up. "Maybe we can do something. We just have to keep looking."
"Um, excuse me?"
They turned around to see Discord's guest leaning against a door frame. Discord went and helped her to a chair.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just remembered something. It isn't much, but it may be a start."
Applejack smiled. "That's great, sugar cube!"
"What did you remember?" Twilight asked.
"Well, I . . ." she paused and brushed a hair out of her face, which fell promptly back into her face. "I remembered my name."
Discord reached to brush the hair away, but stopped short and put his hand on her shoulder instead. "What is your name?"
"Fluttershy."