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Arts n Crafts P.O.V
I was asleep in this particular Saturday morning when I hear a weird thump. I wake up, in my pjs (which is usually a tank top and grey shorts), and see a weird creature asleep in the middle of my floor! I stare, scared straight. It slowly gets up and says, "What? Never seen a dragonquess before?"
"A what? Who are you? More importantly, what are you?"
It gets up and dusts himself off, "I'm Discord." "I'm Arts n Crafts…. Why are you here?"
"I'm here…. I guess to keep you company," Discord responds.
"My company wouldn't come barging in!" I scold standing up. He gives a light growl, "Look, does falling from your dimension to another sound easy?" I open my mouth, but I close it quickly. "I thought so," he says smirking. I pout and put on my glasses, "Another dimension, eh?" He nods, "Yeah, Des-" Discord stops, "I teleported here." I raise an eyebrow, but I don't question his behavior.
I sigh and plop back down on my bed. "Great. I have a huge, furry snake to take care of now," I say, rubbing my eyes. "Like I said I'm a dragonquess. A creature that has the head of a pony and the body of everything else," Discord said as-a-matter-of-factly. I chuckle slightly, "Whatever. So… What a dragonquess do?" "I'm a creature of chaos. I can make things that represent chaos for me, like…" he snaps his fingers and a pink cloud forms. I stare at it for a minute, then suddenly, it starts to rain chocolate milk! "Bleh! Hey, you are messing up my hair!" Discord smirks and snaps again. The rain stops. "Whiny aren't we?" I pout and stomp toward the bathroom to take a shower.
After the shower, I find Discord in the living room exploring my home. "Hmmm… Looks like a nice enough place for me to stay…" "Stay? Whoa, whoa, look, I can't afford another mouth to feed, okay?" He turns toward me, "Like I told you, I'm a spirit of chaos. Which means, not only can I create delicious chocolate rain, but I can also change my shape." He then snaps his fingers and turns into a gray cat. "Don't worry, I'm potty trained." I give a small smile and pick him up, "You'll only need this form when you have to go to sleep. I have an old cat bed lying around here somewhere…"
Discord jumps from my hands when he hears a knock on the door. "Stay in that form, I'll see who that is," I told him, patting his head. I walk to the door and open it. Crap. "Hello, Arts n Crafts, having a good morning?" "Hello, Blueblood"
I hope ya'll like this. You know what to do.