Sitting in his floating chair in his chaotic living room, sat discord mulling over his golden ticket for the Gala. Squinting at it as if it was a criminal of a big crime, he speaks "Hm, what to do, what to do, she probably already has someone to go with her this year 'again', sense she always has a ticket... and someone to go with."
He flips off his chair and starts walking around on the ceiling. Boiling over this stew that he can't cook correctly, which was one; what to plan for the Gala, and two; what was this strange feeling when he thought of Fluttershy.
'Probably just the feeling of excitement' a voice in his head told him.
"Yeah… Just excitement…nothing more, nothing less..." Discord said with no feeling in his words. Shaking his head, he snaps out of his trance like-state, putting a hand to his head with a confused yet shocked expression on his face. " what the Hell was that?!"
He looks at himself in his circus mirror, he could see that he looks the same as always. Scratching his head, with a confused, pouty face he says, " Must be my imagination, I must be hungry or something." Heading towards his kitchen of animal-like kitchen supplies, he misses the image of crossed chains and a lock that formed in the mirror seconds after he left the room.
Opening his cabinets, a blast with cold air hit his face. " Oh dear, what should I get, metal coleslaw with poison joke sounds good but wood turkey from last night sounds splendid with porcelain egg. Hm… Oh! Record Pizza with some plastic apples! Yum!"
Discord sat down with his choice for dinner, but as he ate something still seemed to be on his mind. He leans back in his soft, candycane chair stroking his petit goatee. He stared at his upside down chandelier in the middle of his bright orange table. " It still doesn't make sense, excitement doesn't describe this feeling when I think of her, so what could it be?"
He starts beating his head, thinking that would help. "Come on Dissy, think, think, what could it be! Ugh! Why can't I put my finger on it!" He stands up, slamming his hands on the table, startling all kitchen supplies, stopping everything they were doing to see what was wrong with their master.
"WHY IS THIS SO HARD TO FIGURE OUT! IT'S LIKE SOMETHING IS BLOCKING ME FROM KNOWING THE ANSWER!" He starts stomping around the kitchen, a lot of the supplies have to dodge him from stepping on them.
"It makes no sense but then again, I never make sense but still for once in my life I want this to make sense so I can figure out this feeling in me! Seriously why am I the one confused about this! I'm the one who's suppose to confuse other people not myself!"
"Ugh!" He sits on the floor with him wrapping his arms around his legs while he buries his face into his knees, making himself look like a grumpy, little kid that's angry that their parents didn't get them the toy they wanted.
Discord's favorite gravy bowl sees his masters distress, so it approaches him carefully not to anger him more. When it was close enough, it licks his hand to get his attention, and it worked. Discord tiredly looked over at the Gravy bowl, Sighing, he reached out and pet the bowl, "I don't know what's wrong with me, Gravo, there is something in me and I don't know what it is." Gravo, barks at him, even without facial features you could see the concern radiating off of him.
" Maybe… I should sleep on it… it is pretty late… heh… yeah, sleep sounds good." standing up slowly, showing how tired he really was, he makes his way to his room. Not even bothering to turn on the lights, he gets ready for bed.
Slowly but surely he gets in bed, before he finally goes to sleep, he looks at the picture of him and Fluttershy. He mostly staring at Fluttershy, whispering he says, "what is it that you do to me, what is this foreign feeling in me."
Finally, he closes his eyes, the last thing we see is his reflection from the picture's glass frame and behind him in the reflection is a shadowy figure standing over him.