Discord burst into my room, leading an orchestra of pots and pans banging themselves and creating a storm of obnoxious racket. I covered my ears with my pillow and stuck my tongue out at him. He always did this when I slept in.

"DISCORD!" I cried out as loud as I can. "Knock it off! I'm up!" I threw off the covers and leapt from my bed. As soon as my hoof touched the floor, Discord snapped his fingers and the room was peaceful once again.

Throwing Discord an annoyed look, I sluggishly walked over to my vanity and started to detangle my puffy mane. At last Discord left, laughing to himself. Momentarily I could hear him preparing breakfast.

It had been at least two years since Discord took me in. The first bit of time I spent here, the lord of chaos constantly had me on a wild goose chase to complete ridiculous chores. Once he had me polish thousands of silver spoons utensils (which were enchanted and had a bad habit of morphing into snakes). Another time he sent me on a two week excursion deep into a forest to retrieve a certain flower (which was like locating a needle in a haystack, I was nearly killed by tinderwolves). Soon I realized he was merely tricking me for amusement.

I quickly grew out of my naïve, crybaby nature. I suppose Discord's tricks and teasing had toughened me up. He was like an obnoxious big brother. But then again…unlike when I lived in the orphanage, there was nothing to cry about. Although many times Discord had threatened to kick me out or 'worse,' I knew that deep down he liked having me around.

But what Discord didn't know, is that I had a secret weapon and was preparing to tease him back for once. After that rude awakening, I decided that it was a good time for a bit of payback.

I trotted into the grand hall of the manner. Discord sat at a long table, where a massive mountain of pancakes awaited me.

"Good morning Honeysuckle," Discord exclaimed as he floated a teacup down to my end of the table. I took a sip of the tea and smiled. Lots of sugar, just the way I like it.

I dumped some strawberries onto a stack of pancakes and dove in. My late-night chaos practice had worn me out so much, and I was starving. Between bites and sips of tea, I updated my chaos master about my 'progress.'

"I try over and over again, and I can't seem to conjure anything else! It's so infuriating."

Discord spread some wasabi paste onto his pancakes. He chuckled, "did you try standing on your head for a few minutes?"

"Master, I don't fall for those tricks anymore. Your so-called tips are going to make me break a hoof someday. Or worse. Do you remember what happened when you had me dig through your gumball pit for some healthy 'light' exercise?"

"Well it's not my fault you didn't think to just fly up when you started getting tired."

"If you were the one drowning in gumballs, you could have flown up. I can't. Not yet anyway."

Discord chuckled, "still searching, I assume?"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm working on it, Master."

"Well when you do, I will assemble your wings. Then you won't have to worry the next time you fall into my delightful gumball pool."

Discord had promised me that he would use his chaos magic to make me wings. But first I would have to bring him one hundred feathers, two from fifty different species of winged creatures. It was the most tedious task he had ever assigned me, but the reward will hopefully be worth it. I had spent hours in my bedroom drawing winged ponies. One day Discord had discovered the stash of doodles, and asked me if I wished to be a pegasus.

The draconequus sunk back in his chair and rested his feet up on the table.

"I hope you have plans for today," he began, "because I'm going on a trip today. You're on your own."

I giggled. How perfect for him to bring the topic up himself. I leaned forward and rested my chin on my hooves, narrowing my eyes mischievously as I stare my master down.

"Visiting your special somepony again, I assume?"

Discord's eyes widened in shock and he flipped the table. Next thing I knew he was towering over me, his eyes burning with so much rage it looked like it could fry holes into my soul.

"What do you know?!" he demanded.

I chuckle and trot away from him.

"Well you always go on day trips that I am forbidden to go along. So naturally I thought to follow you all the way to the Equestrian palace. And I watched you hide and stare at a beautiful pony. Or should I say…an alicorn? A princess, perhaps? The first time I followed you her hair was soft pink and her flank was snow white. But much later, I followed you again. And this time her hair was a rainbow of pretty pastels that shimmered in the sunlight. And even more surprising was that now you two seemed to be well acquainted."

I looked over my shoulder and saw Discord's face burning red with embarrassment. He noticed I was staring back at him. Instantly he assumed an annoyed, pouty stance.

He cleared his throat before speaking as calmly as he could, "Er, yes. I am…acquainted…with Princess Celestia."

I giggled and retrieved my shattered teacup from the floor. I signaled to Discord and he repairs it in a flash. I refill it with tea and start loading up the sugar. When I opened my mouth to speak again, Discord snarled a warning. I decided that it would be wise to let the topic drop. But I was still curious if there was anything romantic between him and the alicorn.

The draconequus stalked up to his private wing of the manner, leaving me to deal with the mess his hissy fit had made.

I took a deep breath and tried to reach into my chaos magic. I closed my eyes and let the magic explode in the room. Even before I reopened them, I knew I had once again messed up.

The entire room was covered with fluffy puffs of cotton candy. I pawed at the ground furiously and face-planted into one of the clouds. Discord told me every day that I had immense chaotic power to master, but so far all I had ever accomplish involved cotton candy. Usually making a huge mess for Discord to clean up.

I remembered that I should probably clean up the garden from last night's practice before the draconequus noticed.

Suddenly I felt droplets falling down on my mane. I look up and brown rain was falling down from the cotton candy-coating ceiling. I licked my hoof and realized that it's chocolate.

I'm startled by Discord's booming laughter. "So you've managed to merge my favorite food with your own. For over two years of practice without progress I suppose it's a bit of an accomplishment. You can make chocolate rain fall down from cotton candy clouds. Cute. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a rendez-vous to attend." And with that he teleported from Chaos Manner.

I flopped over and stared up at the sugary rain clouds I made. I smiled. Indeed…it was some sort of an accomplishment. I closed my eyes and pulled the chaos back into my soul. When I reopened my eyes, the room was restored to normal. I giggled in delight, imagining how pleased my chaos master will be when I tell him I've finally managed to reverse my chaos spells.

So far it was a great morning.

I walk over to the nearest mirror and looked at myself. I couldn't stop my tears from spilling over. My cutie mark still had failed to appear. I may have felt as if I had grown up and changed in two years...I was still a tiny filly.

I went back to my room and opened the chest that held the feathers I had gathered and the drawings that depicted my daydreams of flight. I was almost halfway done. I wanted to have wings will all my heart. Because maybe, just maybe, if I had a pair of beautiful wings I could conceal my blank flank. Then for once in my life, I might be somepony worthy of Discord's time.

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