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~Queen Golden Bloom
It had been twelve years since Queen Golden Bloom had entered her kingdom as a small filly and had earned her rightful place on the throne. Swarms of bare flanked ponies rushed around the throne room, getting in ready for her coronation anniversary. Bushels of fragrant apple blossoms lined the walls and golden banners patterned with her cutie mark were hung from the ceiling.
Queen Golden smiled. Everything was going to plan for her big day. She was wearing a beautiful golden and scarlet dress made for her by her personal dressmaker Silver Spool. The jeweler Diamond Necklace had done spectacular work on her jewelry and Golden Bloom felt like the queen that she was. Her student, a small awkward pony named Peppermint was helping the decorators and Golden smiled fondly at the small earth pony as she barked out orders to a bunch of frazzled workers.
She felt a small tap on her shoulder and she gasped, turning around to face her betrothed. Ah, Spike. She remembered the first day she met the purple unicorn, a week after her coronation. She was so young back then, so naive. He smiled out her and they walked together, observing the preparations.
What a beautiful day.
~Discord
Discord chuckled madly, gazing at the shattered mirror that he had first used to corrupt himself. Now it was put to use as his means to spy on what was happening in both the real world and his made-up fantasy realms. Poor little Applebloom, she didn't last long. She succummed to his fake reality oh-so-quickly, and he now had control over her real body as she lived out her fantasy life. He watched her for a few more minutes before growing bored and changing his mirror to show the real world.
"This is going way to slowly." He hissed under his breath, "I only have Applebloom and Pinkie Pie imprisoned. Rainbow Dash as well, seeing as the... ahem... nurses captured her. She just doesn't know it yet, and what's the fun in that?" The cloud prison containing the multihued mare spat out a burst of violent rainbow lightning to punctuate his point."
"You know, you shouldn't monologue. It gives the plan away." Came the snide reply from a certain pink pony.
"Ah, Pinkamena, you're alive. How great. I thought my measly meals may have starved you to death, you annoying hairball."
"You're losing your touch for insults, Dissy. And don't call me Pinkamena. It's Pinkie."
"Well, don't call me Dissy, Pinkamena!" Discord growled, floating towards pinkie Pie's balloon prison.
Pinkie giggled, before responding."Aw, but Dissy, it suits you! Or would you rather me call you Disco? Or maybe Dizzy? Ooooh! I know! Dis-Mphppmph!" Pinkie's lips literally zipped closed, muffling whatever insulting new nickname she was going to give to Discord.
Discord smiled cruelly. "Ah, peace and quiet." He said, before returning to his mirror. Time to set the next stage of his plan in action. His next target: Fluttershy.