“Congratulations, Pinkie. Another A,” Mr Blaze remarked as he set her test down in front of her.

“Thankies!” Pinkie smiled, looking over the test and leaning back in her seat. She looked over her shoulder at Twilight, grinning, “What’d I tell you, Twi-Twi? I had this test in the bag!”

Twilight smiled, “Alright Pinkie, you were right. Although how you manage to find the time to study with everything else you do is beyond me.”

“Bet she’s fucking the teacher for good grades,” Rainbow snickered under her breath.

Pinkie, however, heard and smiled brightly, “Don’t be silly, Dashie! I don’t need to for that! I just do it for fun!”

Twilight and Rainbow both snickered, before they jerked their heads up, “Wait, what?”

“Yepperoonie,” Pinkie winked, lowering her voice, “I get a little friendly with some of the teachers, if you know what I mean! I’m the age of consent, so why not?”

“What is the age of consent?” Rainbow asked.

“Sixteen,” Twilight said, not taking her eyes off Pinkie.

“You are not!” Rainbow called her out, “Besides, if you get caught, you’d get expelled… and the teachers you do this on would get fired.”

“Don’t worry, Dashie!” Pinkie assured, patting her hand, “It’s all in private with no way of getting caught! Besides, the rush is part of the fun!”

“We’ll never had to worry about Pinkie doing drugs,” Rainbow snickered, “She’s an obvious adrenaline junkie.”

“I… really should be surprised but at this point I’m not,” Twilight scoffed.

Pinkie turned around in her seat, grinning and winking at them both, “You could say that! So hey, word on the street is that the school’s got a new principal coming in! Ooooh, I so have to throw them a big welcome party!”

“Yeah, some guy from Canterlot,” Rainbow shrugged, “I think he’s already here. Doesn’t matter. Seen one hardass, seen them all.”

Twilight shrugged, “I don’t know, it’s hard to say. If he’s from Canterlot and anything like the faculty at Princess Celestia’s school… He’ll probably be very disciplined and by the book. Probably unsmiling, speaking in a monotone, and … er, let’s just say charisma would be a foreign language.”

This made Pinkie laugh, “Well, now that just sounds like my older sister! But if he’s anything like that, I won’t have trouble with it! You know me, Twi-Twi! I’m a floater!”

“Yeah, I know,” Twilight snickered, glancing down at Pinkie’s midsection, “Coast Guard safety regulations and all.”

Pinkie winked, turning to Rainbow then, “Say, you didn’t happen to catch a name, did you?”

“Uh…” Rainbow looked down at her detention slip, “...Professor Discord. Guess he used to work at a university.”

“Discord, huh?” Pinkie scratched her thin thoughtfully, giggling, “Wow! With a name like that, either he’s up for pranks, or it’s completely ironic!”

“Pinkie, he’s a Canterlot professor,” Twilight said, rolling her eyes, “I’m sure he’s as every bit as dignified and respectable as Princess Celestia.”

Princess Celestia looked up from the toilet seat she was currently laying plastic wrap over, “Someone’s talking about me, I can tell…”

“Shame. It’d be nice to get a principal who knows how to lighten up,” Rainbow sighed.

Pinkie nodded, “Yeah, that would be cool! But if that’s the case, then I have to wonder. Who names their kid something like that if it’s not true? It’d be like a walking lie! Like if Mommy and Daddy called me Silver!”

“Names are chosen at birth. People develop over time,” Twilight said matter-of-factly as the bell started ringing and the class started filing out. Twilight got up, noticing Pinkie was still in her seat, “You coming?”

Having been lost in her thoughts, Pinkie looked to her friend and smiled. She grabbed her bag, jogging over to where Twilight was, “Yep! Sorry about that, Twi-Twi. Let’s go!”

Twilight raised an eyebrow as she headed out the classroom door, “Alrighty then.”

“...So I said to him, how dare you treat such a cute little thing like that!” Fluttershy said as she and Pinkie strolled down the hallway, “Poor little sweetheart just wanted to be petted.”

“Awww!” Pinkie giggled, grinning widely, “You tell ‘em, Flutter-butter! I’m right with you on that, nobody messes with the cuteness of awesome that is animals!”

“Hey Pinkie,” one boy waved as he passed by, reaching back to slap her rear.

“Ah!” Pinkie jumped, then laughed, “Hey yourself, Long John!”

Fluttershy giggled, “It’s really sweet that you remember all their names.”

Pinkie grinned in appreciation as a girl passed by them.

“Hey Pinks!” she smiled, also slapping her on the rear.

“Right back at ya!” Pinkie winked over her shoulder, “Keep up that little wiggle!”

“Pinkie!” said one couple in unison as they passed by, “I heard Mr Deltros is having a bad day. You should go cheer him up,” the girl winked.

Pinkie gasped, wide-eyed, “Oh em gee! You’re absolutely right! I’ll catch up with you later, Flutter-butter! Stay safe!”

“Of course, Pinkie. You stay safe, too,” Fluttershy smiled and went down the other hallway.

Pinkie waved goodbye and turned down the hall toward Mr Deltros’ office, peering inside as he saw him sat at his desk, speaking to two parents. Pushing open the door, she quietly slipped inside.

“Hello Pinkie, one moment,” he said as he continued his conversation with the parents, “Unfortunately, Mrs Shimmer, Ponyville High doesn’t accept students from so far outside the district. Your daughter will have to attend a school closer in the next few years.”

The woman sighed as she pulled her daughter, a small girl about six with red and orange hair, closer and patted her head, “Thank you anyway, Mr Deltros,” she said as she and her husband picked their daughter up and carried her out of the room. Once they were gone, Pinkie closed the door and the blinds.

“What can I do for you, Pinkie?” he asked, looking up.

“Well, word on the street was that you weren’t feeling so well,” Pinkie pouted as she turned around, “So I came to cheer you up!”

“Oh, well aren’t you sweet,” he smiled obliviously.

“It’s what I do, Mr. Deltros!” Pinkie giggled, approaching his desk and sitting on it, “So, what can I do for you?”

“Oh your smile brightens up the place already,” he smiled as he glanced down at his paperwork.

Pinkie giggled, making herself more comfortable. Whatever she could do to cheer someone up, she readily stepped up to the plate. It never failed to spark the joy in her heart the moment she saw someone smile. She reached over, petting his shoulder, “You’re doing a great job, sir!”

“Aw, thank you sweetheart,” he smiled, patting her hand, “You’re a delight.”

Giggling, Pinkie leaned over a little, “Thank you, sir! And hey, you know, I’m not limited to just kind words and hugs. I can do more than that for you!”

“Hmm?” he looked up, looking confused, “I don’t follow.”

Pouting slightly, Pinkie pressed on, “I can cuddle with you, kiss you, or even perform something very sexual…” She whispered toward his ear.

Mr Deltros jolted in surprised, pulling back slightly and looking at her. Pinkie was a very beautiful girl, especially considering her size. In fact, her very existence had cured more eating disorders than extensive psychotherapy could ever hope to. Not to mention she had a very… lurid reputation. Everybody in the school loved Pinkie, and for several very good reasons.

“Pinkie, I don’t… think that’s entirely… appropriate,” he said carefully.

“I know,” Pinkie admitted with a little nod as she became serious for a moment. “Believe me, sir, I know all that. It’s something even I can’t explain. But I enjoy it, the entire rush of it all, and satisfying such desires I have. But most of all, it’s about making someone happy, to feel good, you know? It’s okay if you don’t want that from me,” she gave a smile, “I’ll still give you hugs and listen to what you have to say!”

“Well… I… suppose,” Mr Deltros nodded, leaning into Pinkie’s warm hug.

Pinkie smiled and hugged him warmly, patting his back, “Anything you need me for, just tell me!”

Mr Deltros made a hesitating sound just as the door clicked open and he quickly pushed himself back from Pinkie as a tall man, looking to be in his last thirties, came striding in.

“Professor Discord! What can I do for you?” he said, sitting rigidly upright.

“Just getting familiar with the staff,” Discord said stiffly as he made several notes on a pad and looking up, “Miss? Don’t you have classes to be at?”

Pinkie blinked, unable to take her eyes off the man. Most especially interesting was his hair, which was black and white. Natural or dyed, she wasn’t sure. What caught her as well were his eyes, which were a lovely shade of red. Oddly enough, his suit jacket was mismatched in a few areas, not least of which having mismatched patches. He wasn’t wearing a tie, but rather a strip of fabric haphazardly tied around his neck. His pants didn’t even clash well with his shirt or jacket, he wore two different pairs of shoes, and was holding two different pairs of gloves. One yellow with thin stripes, one a light golden colour.

She grinned widely. If this was Principal Discord’s personal style, she liked it.

“In a minute!” Pinkie said brightly, hopping down from the desk, “I’m Pinkie Pie! And you must be Principal Discord! I know that because I heard you were starting here and we didn’t meet yet! I’m also on the welcoming committee, so consider this part of my welcome to you! Until I get the chance to welcome you properly!”

“Pinkie Pie?” Discord flipped through his notepad to find the note he’d received about certain notorious students. Pinkie’s name was on the list with the note ‘Do you value your job?’ “Hmm… nobody mentioned a welcoming committee.”

“No?” Pinkie blinked, then pouted, “Awww… Well that’s okay! I’ll still make sure to have it all set up for you!”

“That sounds nice,” he said with a small smile as he looked over to Mr Deltros, “I’m to understand you deal with enrollment?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Excellent, I’ve got a transfer coming in next week,” he said, pulling out a student file and handing it to him, “Her classes need to be organized properly, have it done by this evening.”

Mr Deltros nodded as Discord turned around and left.

“It was nice meeting you, Pinkie,” he added curtly.

Pinkie kept her smile, despite her inner thoughts on the matter, “Sure thing, sir! See ya later, alligator!” She saluted.

Discord left, and Mr Deltros indicated the door, “Pinkie, I’ve got to get this new student… Kortai? Where do these names come from?! Anyway, you should head off to… I dunno, your next class.”

“Sure thing, sir!” Pinkie hugged him once more and then skipped out into the hallway. Once the door closed behind her, she hopped along, giggling and squeeing to herself. It wasn’t often she looked at someone and felt this strong an urge to get closer to them, but boy, could she feel it now!

“Hey Pinkie, what’s up?” Rainbow asked, appearing from around the corner, “What’s got you so giddy?”

“Oh. My. Gosh! Dashie!” Pinkie took her by the arm and led her down the hallway, “I just saw Principal Discord! Don’t know if you saw him, but wow, he’s so… so… so freaking handsome! And his voice! Eeee! I love his voice! Sure he’s all stiff and cold, but he’s still so cool! Oh man, Dashie, do you even just look at someone… you feel so drawn to them, so enamoured, and you just think, ‘Wow! I gotta have them!’?”

“Seriously? The new Principal?” Rainbow raised an eyebrow, “Someone that joyless? Heh, good luck with that, you’d probably get more warmth trying to fuck a snowman.”

“Oh, I’ll find a way to unlock his inner fun!” Pinkie smiled, winking at her, “It won’t stop me from friending him, I’ll tell you that much!”

Rainbow scoffed and hugged her. She loved Pinkie dearly, but sometimes her kookiness had to be seen to be believed. As Rainbow continued down toward her next class, Pinkie licked her lips and made her way to the Principal’s office.

When she reached the main office, she slowly made her way to the Principal’s office door, and knocked.

“Enter,” came Discord’s voice from inside.

‘Hmm… still stiffy.’ Pinkie thought. Nonetheless, she opened the door and breezed in, grinning, “Helloooooo! Me again!”

Discord looked up and folded his hands, “Yes, Pinkie. What can I do for you?”

“Weelll… since you’re new to this school, it’s up to me to make you feel welcome here!” Pinkie approached his desk with a grin, “Anything you need me to do, name it!”

Discord kept his eyes on her for a brief moment, before glancing back down at his paperwork, “I can’t think of anything in particular. Thank you, though.”

“You suuuuuuure? Hugs? Snuggles? Cupcakes?” Pinkie tilted her head, giggling.

Discord glanced back up, “Pardon me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I can do a number of things!” Pinkie came closer to his desk, leaning over a little bit, “Huggles, snuggles, I can bake something, lend an ear, dance, or something interesting.”

Discord sat back in his chair, “Interesting? Why don’t you fill me in, Miss.”

“Weeeelll….” Pinkie lowered her voice, “I’ll tell you, but it’s a secret, kinda-sorta-maybe!”

“We’ll see about that,” Discord remarked, covertly glancing down at his keyboard tray, which had Pinkie’s file open showing that she had been reprimanded a total of thirty-eight times for flirting with faculty, “What is it?”

“I get intimate with other students and faculty members,” Pinkie winked, “In whatever way they choose. Someone comes to me and says, ‘Pinkie, can I have a blowjob?’ and I deliver!”

“Yes, I am well aware,” Discord frowned, pulling out her file and laying it down in front of her, “You’re quite the problem-student, Miss Pie.”

“Guiltyyyyyy!” Pinkie said, bouncing on the spot, “Figured I should let you know what you’re in for, in case Mr. File didn’t already do it!”

“Indeed,” Discord stood up, flipping through her file, “Nearly forty counts of flirting with teachers, eighty-seven instances of sex on school grounds. Fourteen reprimands of public sex on school property, and it says here you orchestrated an orgy in the middle of class?”

“Nope!” Pinkie shook her head, and leaned in, “It was during detention.”

“Why don’t you explain to me what possessed you to do such a thing?” Discord said sternly.

Pinkie blinked, tilting her head, “Um, you’re going to have to be more specific.”

“Orchestrating an orgy in the middle of detention,” Discord remarked, “In front of your teacher and everybody else?”

“Oh, the teacher was fine with it, she didn’t care!” Pinkie waved it off like it was nothing.

“Really now?” Discord asked, “So in addition to this little incident, I also have a detention hall monitor to fire?”

‘Oh jeez… I’m in trouble...’ Pinkie’s smile faded then. “Um… please don’t fire her. She’s so nice and fun… If anything, I should take the fall for it. It was all me.”

“Oh? Explain,” Discord said, his eyes narrowing.

“It was my idea. I said to them all, ‘Hey, let’s have an orgy!’ and just made it sound like an awesome idea. I made sure there was protection, and even the detention monitor was into letting us do that,” Pinkie explained, feeling the pit of her stomach coiling nervously, “Please don’t fire her… I don’t do what I do to get others in trouble. It’s because it’s fun and makes them happy… If anyone gets in trouble, that’s me! Me! Expel me if you want, sir. But don’t blame anyone else. It’s my fault.”

She had a feeling this day would come. Where she would not only be caught, but by someone who didn’t tolerate this sort of thing. Pinkie felt despaired, but knew there was no running from it. Taking a deep breath, she took a step back and hung her head, awaiting her fate.

“So not only do you engage in shameless, public sex on school property,” Discord remarked, strolling around his desk, “You engage in this sort of behavior with your teachers, something both against the law and costs them their jobs, flagrantly break school policies at every possible opportunity, and undermine school authority constantly.”

He strolled around to her side and scowled down at her.

“You know, Miss Pie, you are the reason I was put into this position,” Discord explained, “The school board has had it with your antics and do not appreciate how you are turning Ponyville High School into a pit of debauchery. Now your last principal may not have believed in expulsion as a punishment. I, however, am not so inclined.”

Pinkie whimpered as Discord gazed down at her, strolling back around to his side of the desk.

“Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but you not only freely admit to this sort of behavior, you thought it was a good idea to come in here and proposition me without any degree of hesitation?” Discord asked.

“...Yes…” Pinkie murmured, staring down at her shoes.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you,” he said firmly, “Now I don’t know what sort of principal you think I am, Miss Pie, but let me tell you… you’re completely right.”

Eyes going wide, Pinkie looked up at him, “...Uh? What?”

Discord’s glare gave way to a smirk, before he fell back into his chair in a fit of laughter, “Aha ha ha! You should have seen the look on your face! Priceless!”

Pinkie was shocked, staring at him with wide eyes and a slacked jaw. How had she not seen this coming? It seemed like one of the oldest tricks in the book when you first met someone, to play with their expectations. But regardless, he had pranked her. Incredibly well. Moreso than she would’ve expected.

“I… you… wow!” Pinkie uttered, still shocked.

Discord laughed and sat back in his chair, “Oh kids… you can always get them. Every time.”

Pinkie stared at him, blinking a few times, before she finally regained herself. She began to giggle, approaching his desk again, “Wow! You got me, sir! You really got me! I thought for sure I was done for!”

Discord snickered, “Of course not. Ponyville High has the highest grades in all of Equestria. Do I commend the teachers, or the one student keeping everybody’s morale sky-high?”

Giggling, Pinkie blushed a bit, “Well, I do what I can!”

Discord chuckled and sat back in his chair, “And perfect grades to boot. I must say, Pinkie. You’re a regular angel. Well… minus the obvious.”

“Aww… hee! Thanks!” Pinkie smiled bashfully, “Making others laugh and smile is just what I do! And some fun pranks definitely don’t hurt!”

Discord glanced down her body, nodding approvingly at her, “Indeed! I must say, the other professors at Celestia’s School for Gifted Youngsters were some of the biggest sticks in the mud I’ve ever met.”

“Yep! Twi-Twi said the same thing!” Pinkie laughed, “Man, what I’d give to pop into that school and throw one big silly party for them!”

“A silly party from you? There’s a viral video if I ever saw one,” Discord smirked, “You’re positively delightful, Pinkie.”

“And you’re really cool!” Pinkie leaned over the desk, “I like you, sir! You tricked me expertly well and you have an awesome style!”

“Thank you so much, my dear,” Discord grinned.

“Sure!” Pinkie giggled, “And hey, you understand what I do! That’s always a point of awesome in my books!”

“Oh I more than understand, my dear,” Discord winked, sliding back in and flipping through a few more files.

“Ooh, yay!” Pinkie winked back, “Thank you, sir! Soooo, back on topic, the real topic… Anything I can do for you, let me know!”

“Oh there certainly is,” Discord looked back up and winked, “Plenty of space under my desk.”

A gleam came to Pinkie’s eyes as her smile grew, “Oooh… do I even need to ask?”

“You can if you want, but I think it goes without saying,” Discord smirked.

“Then I won’t, but I’ll tell you,” Pinkie got down to her knees and crawled around the desk to get under it, giggling. “I’m going to give you a fine blowjob…”

Discord reached down and ran his fingers through her poofy hair, “Such a devoted student, aren’t we?”

Winking, Pinkie reached for his (mismatched) belt, undoing it slowly, “Yeppers! That’s me!”

Discord smirked and gently patted her head, “Oh I’m going to like you,” he drawled.

“Me too…” Pinkie cooed, winking. She pulled his pants down, marveling at his boxers. They were pink, with little birds and hearts all over them, “Awww! So cute! I know you’re handsome, but this sure takes the cake! And cherry! And frosting! And sprinkles!”

“You’re a baker, aren’t you?” Discord asked, stroking her ear with his finger.

Pinkie nodded, pulling his boxers down. She marveled at his size, especially since it was quite erect, “Mm-hmm! I am! I live at Sugarcube Corner and I work there!”

“I can only imagine what you get up to out there,” Discord grinned, twirling her hair around his fingers.

“Oh, you’ll have to come see! I bake, babysit, and throw parties!” Pinkie stroked his length, licking the tip, “It’s tons of fun!”

Discord smiled and leaned back in his chair, “That sounds lovely.”

“Mm-hmm!” Pinkie said before she engulfed the tip into her mouth, purring sensually. She licked and suckled, gripping the base tightly.

Discord groaned softly, stroking her hair as he watched her head bob gently in his lap, “Oh yes… you and I are going to get along swimmingly.”

“Mm-hmm!” Pinkie agreed, proceeding to deep-throat his member little by little, and then picking up speed.

Discord placed both his hands onto her head as he relaxed in his seat, leaning his head back over the top of his chair and staring up at the ceiling, “That’s a good girl…”

Although Pinkie had performed fellatio many times, she had to admit that this experience was very appealing. She hummed and suckled, bobbing up and down a lot faster. Discord smirked and gently pushed down onto her head, pushing the tip of his length further into the back of her throat. Pinkie purred and took in as much as she could, running her hand up and down as well. She was determined to make his first (and hopefully not last!) round of intimacy with her very memorable.

“Ah yes… that’s a good-” Discord looked up as he heard the door opening. Hooking his feet underneath Pinkie, he lifted her just off the floor and slid forward so she was hidden under his desk just as Cheerilee came into his office, “Yes, Miss Cheerilee?”

“The police have just been here,” Cheerilee explained, “Asking about a missing girl from Baltimare.”

“Ah yes, Miss Dusk,” Discord remarked, “I believe she was one of Miss Kortai’s classmates before she transferred. What about her?”

“Just telling us to remain on the lookout for her,” Cheerilee remarked.

Pinkie perked slightly as she worked along. She’d heard that news story, she even knew a few folks who were in contact with the Dusk family. As much as she wanted to pop out and get more into it, she remained where she was. Quiet as possible, but still continuing her ministrations. It was especially interesting how Discord kept his composure so well.

“I will certainly keep one eye out for her, though I highly doubt she will make it this far out alive,” Discord said matter-of-factly.

“Sir, that’s pretty morbid…”

“That’s reality,” Discord said firmly, glancing back up, “Is there anything else? If not, go back to your classroom.”

“No, sir,” Cheerilee frowned, retreated back out the door.

“Mmm-mmm-mmm…” Pinkie hummed, going faster, as deep as she could.

“There we go… almost…” Discord smirked as he patted her head.

Pinkie giggled, running her tongue along the skin as she bobbed faster. Her hand squeezed at the base, occasionally stroking anywhere she could reach. After a few more minutes of this, Discord gave a soft sigh as he released his seed into Pinkie’s mouth, stroking her hair as he relaxed in his seat. Eager, Pinkie swallowed as much as she could and pulled away. She nuzzled the tip, kissing it, and peered up at him.

“That was awesomeriffic!” She winked.

Discord smirked and stroked her cheek, “Oh this is going to be the start of something wonderful,” he purred.

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