"I don't get it honey," Discord stated between bites of his fried chaos. "Everypony who's anypony ships us. It's so passé. So why would this horrible writer do it too?"

Celestia smiled. "Oh Cordy, don't you see the delicious irony in that? What do you call yourself again, the God of... Shibu Inas?"

"Heh, no I'm the God of Chaos. I love disorder and unpredictability."

"And what could be more shamelessly bizarre than putting YOU of all creatures in a predictable relationship?"

"Touché."