The sun set over Ponyville, and Fluttershy had only just started on her way home. Today was a long one, but it was the best she’s had in a while. So far, at least. She woke up super duper early, made breakfast for Angel, and walked down to town from her cottage. She met Rarity at the boutique, then Pinkie at Sugar-Cube Corner then they had breakfast together. Then, they watched Twilight and Rainbow practice magic, then celebrated with some cider Applejack brought along when she came. Spike made muffins, and they all had a picnic, and it was just such a lovely day. But the day was ending rapidly, the sun sinking in the orange-pink sky. Fluttershy thought she was imagining but the sun suddenly went up a little, brightening the sky again. huh.. she wondered, but got home before dark. She unlocked the entrance to her cottage with care, then stepped inside, making sure to close the door gently, not to startle anycreature. She slips her Mary-janes off, then shrugs out of her soft pink cardigan. She hums, walking over to her bedroom to hang it up, when she feels something buzzing in the air; some sort of energy. Sitting cross legged on her bed, looking bored, was Discord. He looked so out of place, so odd among her soft, tidy things. He was staring at the wall, where he had ungraciously ripped a gouge in the fabric of reality into some other dimension. Was that a.. platypus playing Juliette in a punk-rock adaptation of the play..? And a jazz-hands-giraffe? Discord watched, tossing pieces of popcorn unceremoniously into his mouth, looking unimpressed like he was viewing a mediocre televised program. “Oh my.” She murmurs, flushing a little, eyes tracing the floorboards.