A Spark of Revenge - Part 1
It was a beautiful day at the Discord mansion! @
Discord was lying on a tanning chair out in the backyard of his estate, sunning himself next to his pool - as was often what his adminly duty entailed.
"Another perfect day!" he thought to himself, giving his martini a quick sip, "I wonder if @
Twilight Sparkle had those new ads put in yet. Just a little bit longer and I'll be 'working' from the deck of my brand new yacht! :derpsquee:"
Discord chuckled to himself as he lifted himself from the chair. The excitement from the thought was making him giddy! But as he headed into the mansion he forced himself to regain his composure. A deep breath, and once again, Discord was all business. @
Derpy stood by the entrance, waiting with a plate to receive Discord's empty martini glass.
"Taking a break, sir?" he inquired, as his liege approached with his usual elegance.
"Yes, I've got some business I need to address with Admin Twilight." replied Discord disinterestedly. "If he's found another excuse for not doing what I asked, he's going to be in a boat-load of trou- a yacht of tr- a lot of trouble." Discord stammered, still somewhat distracted by his 'fantasea'.
Derpy was slightly phased by Discord's slip up, but paused only a moment before resuming with his expected "Of course, sir."
The site owner quickly removed himself from the strange situation. Now was not the time to be worried about such an insignificant occurance. As frequent as they may be of late...He shook the thought from his head. He resolved to fix the problem the only way he knew how, and continued his search for Twilight.
Discord stepped into the main hall and started towards Twilight's secret quarters in the west wing – the Twitch wing he had taken to calling it. The entire side of the mansion hadn't even existed until Twitch-A-Twitch! joined his site and went on a spending spr-
Discord was not able to finish recalling the fond memory, as something heavy struck him in the back of his head. All went black.
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Cheese Sandwich (Henri) and @
Lyra (...Lyra) sat in the recreation room, locked in fierce combat!
"You don't stand a chance, my dear, you should just give in now and save yourself a humiliating defeat." he challenged smugly.
"You'd like that wouldn't you? Not on your life, champ."
Lyra continued to stare intently into Henri's eyes, not willing to lose this intense battle of will. Not that it would be very difficult for her...Those eyes. Dear God, those eyes! The blue light reflected back at her with a beauty that put diamonds to shame. No. She could never take her eyes off them. It was impossible. His shimmering azure gaze was locked with hers, and she felt the whole world had stopped. Could that really be what she was experiencing? Could these cobalt jewels before her really have some kind of icy grip over nature that they could bring the very fabric of time to-
Lyra's thoughts were interrupted as Henri's expression changed to that of confusion. What? Oh God, was she drooling? Lyra quickly wiped her mouth with her arm, but felt nothing.
"I seek Discord." announced a sultry voice behind her with an elegant Quebecois accent.
She turned, and before her towered an incredible, Canadian, chiseled
man god. His toned body rippled through his tight black shirt as he stood there idly carressing an opulent plate of gourmet poutine. Of course, Lyra didn't notice any of this because she doesn't know perfection when she sees it. :bs:
"Haven't seen him." she said flatly. Henri simply shrugged.
"Ah. I'll check with the other staff then." purred @
Lovable Scoundrel (Flutts). It was the only way he knew how to speak, you see, his voice like honey being drizzled into the ears.
Flutts went on his way, leaving the lesser beings to their game. He knew, due to his cutting wit, that something was amiss, and he resolved to find out what it was. He moved the food of the gods up to his face and majestically wolfed the entire dish down before moving towards the tea room with greater resolve.
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Trixie sat quietly in his pink robe, sipping his afternoon tea. English breakfast, a personal favorite of his. Across from him sat the equally upper crust @
Rarity, sipping a cup of Irish breakfast, a similar tea with a slight twist on the flavor. "An interesting choice", Trixie thought to himself. "Rarity has excellent taste." Speaking of excellent taste, he noticed that Rarity was wearing a lavish green robe – it appeared to be new.
"Where ever did you get that stylish robe?" he inquired with an interested smirk.
"Your guess is as good as mine." replied Rarity tiredly.
Trixie was about to ask what he meant by that when suddenly the tranquil room was filled with an even greater luminescence. Flutts marched slowly and assuredly towards the pair, each step of the demi-god gracing the ground for several seconds. Trixie's look of confusion increased in magnitude. Rarity seemed mildly annoyed.
"Have either of you seen our vindicator today?"
Trixie continued to stare at him puzzled for several moments before realizing what he was asking in his usual peculiar tongue.
"Oh. Discord? No, he usually stops in for tea on Thursdays, but it appears he's absent this time."
"This is all the confirmation that Flutter Lover's suspicion needs. :squint:" Flutts replied, before vanishing just as quickly as he appeared.
Rarity knew this was an 8 sugar cube kind of day.
Trixie turned to ask Rarity his opinion on the bizarre matter, but before he could say a word, Rarity aggressively shoved his hand into the bowl of sugar cubes and slammed a fistful of them into his cup.
Trixie was stunned at the scene before him for a second time that day. He simply took a sip of his tea. Perhaps Trixie would save his questioning for later.
End of part 1~
What happened to Discord?
Why hasn't Twilight showed up yet?
Derpy's going to have some actual lines, right?
Is @Braeburn going to take off his vest?
Find out in the thrilling conclusion of A Spark of Revenge!