The next few weeks passed by in the the same slow routine. Each day Celestia would look out the window for any sign of the white Pegasus, but as the weeks turned into months, Celestia started to believe it was a lost cause. Discord had all but stopped visiting her, leaving her all alone in her boring, lifeless world.
"Stupid Discord!" She had muttered to herself one evening, pacing her marble floors.
It was the day before her thirteenth birthday, the day she would be presented with her suitors, one of which would become her husband. Celestia hated life in the palace, she hated her parents, she hated Discord, she even hated her infant sister, who did not have to take on the responsibility of becoming the Queen. Se hated the white Pegasus too. On the day Discord stopped visiting her, she had told him about the white filly. He had only laughed at that, and said no such pony could ever bee that happy. And then he left, abandoning his former best friend.
Just then, the doors too her room were flung open. And Discord and the White Pegaus walked in.
Two weeks earlier, Discord had waited patiently as his best friend, Celestia told him all out the mysterious filly she had seen a few weeks ago. One she was finished, he laughed out loud, wishing such a magnificent thing could be true. "Tia! You know that that could never have happened! The light must have been playing tricks on you! Nopony could ever be that happy!" He immediately said, thinking that Tia had been playing a trick on him. Soon he regretted saying it, as Tia looked at him sadly, hurt by his mockery.
From then on, he had made it his quest to find the mysterious filly and to make it up to Celestia. He had searched high and low, in the market place to the forest on the outskirts of the village, until one day, he found her. He had looked in an old, creaking building with a faded sign hung lopsidedly over the doorway, reading: Coldheart's orphanage. It was the last place Discord had expected the filly to live, but a strange force seemed to urge him to check inside.
What he saw amazed him. A white Pegasus with wild, untamed yellow hair sat at the very end of the table, talking in conspiratorial whispers to a group of other children. A small giggle erupted by a young colt who looked about three years old, but he was quickly shushed by the test of the group.
"Dinner is served, you ungrateful rats!" A cruel, pudgy unicorn said, trotting over too the orphans and giving the children half a loaf of stale bread and a small bowl of grass. Discord watched them eat the food, but the white Pegasus put her bread in a pair of mangy, homemade saddlebags. She then went back to the table and took her share of bits the young colt had pick pocketed off the unicorn. Deciding now was the right time to approach them, Discord slunk over to the table. Only the Pegasus paid him any attention, the other orphans were either still eating or assumed that he was a new arrival.
"Hi." The Pegasus whispered to him, in a high pitched, happy voice. "I'm Surprise."
Discord smiled at Surprise.
"Hey! Who in Queen Silver's name are you?!" Coldheart yelled at him, appearing out of nowhere.
Discord did the thing anyone would do in this situation.
He grabbed Surprise, stood up, and ran for his life.