The Discord Accord

Chapter One, Part Two

Princess Celestia, ever the graceful mare she was, lost her balance and fell to the hard earth below the statue. The fall took only a second till she made contact, though to her, it could've taken years or millenia for all she knew. Time and space slowed and nothing in Equestria even mattered anymore, except for that voice. Its words were gentle and if it came from anypony else, kind. Its tone said otherwise; it was mocking her, intimidating her. It had wanted her to be as utterly confused and flabbergasted as she was now, and to prove that theory, no... fact, it chuckled once more. It had a bubbly bounce to it that made anypony within earshot shiver and feel a twinge of fear that the laugh would creep into their souls and minds to drive them insane. To make matters worse, in the anxiety of that fear, the madness never came. Most would've accepted the loss of thought, as it would be a release from concious thought, never to worry again, and that was why the laugh never allowed the insanity; it enjoyed their discomfort and worry.

The sun goddess stared in shock at the stone statue, which shouldn't have made any sound, as its lips were open in a way that wouldnt've allowed any coherent words. Yet, they had been clear as day. She had almost felt the words. She barely had the willpower to rise from the dirty floor and close her hanging jaw shut.

Suprised?

Oh dear sweet Celestia, it spoke AGAIN!

"D...D...Disc...c...ord?" She stammered. It was suprising to her that she had made the intense effort to question the voice. Her own hardly had what it usually held; stern, graceful power, yet sweet and gentle, as to calm her subjects in their time of need. She especially advanced the tone when her student, Twilight Sparkle, would have nightmares in her younger years, living in the castle. Celestia would soothe the distraught filly, reminding her over and over that everything would be all right and no harm would come to her. This time, however, the only thing that her voice contained was fear. Nothing else could explain how she felt.

Well, who else could it be, Celestia? The toads?

When the princess obviously didn't catch on to his jest, nor did she acknowledge that she had even heard him at all, he sighed.

Oh, do calm down. It's not as if you don't know I can speak, even in this state. In fact, you are the only pony that can hear me. Delightful! Now we have some privacy!

Celestia shook her head violantly. Then, she shifted her gaze back to the statue. "H... how are you... I mean... you've never..."

I can honestly answer that I've no idea as to how. I can only imagine that your little heartfelt speech triggered... something. I dare say, my heart is once again beating, and I'm just giggling like a school-filly that I can pester you once more!

His chuckle caused Celestia to wince, then his words sank in. If she could've been more suprised, and if her raw eyes could widen furthur, she would've, and they would've. "You... h... heard me?" She gulped.

You ARE quite the loud-mouth. Always have been. I believe congradulations are in order for your bravery. Not a soul has ever said something so... dreadfully amusing, to me. Together once more? Please, as if I wanted to be with some stuck up alicorn princess who was intent on upholding a sickening, orderly world. The thought would make me gag, If I had control over my stomach.

His words stabbed into Celestia's heart like hot knives. Tears emerged once more, despite the fact that she believed she had wept them all over the years. "B...but I thought... you... love me..."

Love? Hahaha! Loved is correct, my dear. I, past tense by the way, HAD loved you. Of course, being the elegant monarch you are, you had to withhold a reputation. It was bad enough that you were raised with a creature such as me, but to engage in a relationship with said creature? You perished the thought, and rather decided to impress your people with how you handled monsters, and labeled me as such.

"Please Discord, I am SO sorry! I had never meant it, I swear! I... I loved you! I..." Celestia was cut off by a palace guard calling from far behind her. She turned to face the dark- shaded pegasus with bat- like wings. His silver mane was combed up and over to give him a more threatening look, which only seved to make him look completely ridiculous. She knew this guard; Moonshine. He was the father of a filly who Twilight had brought to the castle once,, named Moon Dancer. She was a nice pony; well-mannered, giving and very sweet. They had been the best of friends, as well as Twilight Sparkle's only friend, until one day, Celestia had caught Moon Dancer crawling on top of Twilight during one of her visits. A very distraught Twilight was trying to resist, but Dancer was too busy... Celestia inwardly shuddered at the memory... sliding her tongue up the length of the lavander unicorn's belly. Moon Dancer galloped out of the castle after Celestia barked at her to leave. Every encounter with the pony was always an awkward experience for Twilight ever since.

"Your Highness," Moonshine exclaimed. "I heard voices coming from this area. I was wondering if you were all..." Celestia raised a hoof to silence him.

"I'm quite all right, sir. Did I not order every guard in the area to be dismissed?" Her stern expression returned, along with her irritation. She had commanded everypony to give her privacy for the night.

Moonshine blushed. "I know, Princess." He bowed. "My apologies, but Princess Luna appeared worried, and it made some of the staff unnerved. I came over here to investigate, and heard voices."

Celestia sighed. "You are dismissed, sir." She waved a hoof, and the guard bowed once more, and left.

The sun princess turned back to the statue. "Discord?"

No response.

"Discord, I know you can hear me."

When the statue remained silent, Celestia groaned in annoyance, though deep down, she was both relieved that she wouldn't be tormented any longer and disappointed. She secretly enjoyed hearing his voice, and missed his quirks and attempts to induce discomfort in her. After growing up in the castle with the draconaquus for nearly twenty years, she'd learned to live with his personality and pranks.

Celestia sighed once more, trotting back to her bedroom in the castle. Once she arrived at her white- sheeted bed, sun embroisenned in the center, she collapsed. She imediately fell asleep due to exhaustion. Her dreams to come, however, weren't as welcoming as the idea of sleep had been during conciousness. The dream, or rather, nightmare, brought memories that she deeply hated, yet cherished in the good times with her oldest friend; Discord.

A/N- Sorry for the wait. It'll be awhile 'till the next chapter. Celestiadamn computer is bucking up! Anyway, leave a review on what you thought! Or... don't, it all depends! :D