Dusk’s set in, and most of the residents of Canterlot were resting inside their homes. Yet the same couldn’t be said for some of the nobles of Canterlot, who were enjoying a rather sophisticated party, hosted by none other than Prince Blueblood. He was trying to gain more power by rubbing shoulders with the other nobility, and that was only one of the things he was planning for tonight.

He knew a lot of the young mares there were infatuated with him. He smirked at how naive they were, especially to how he’d treat them: leading them on, making them think he’d make them royality, getting in a good fuck with them before leaving them the next morning, and either paying them, or threatening them to stay quiet. True, there’s been a few who’ve spoken out, but he knew the game quite well, and was quite skilled at playing his part.

Blueblood looked down at the crowed from the top of the stairs, making his way back down to them, and using his magic to grab a glass of wine from one of the servants. “Ah, the perks of being... me,” he said, sipping his drink.

Spike’s eye twitched as he looked through the binoculars, seeing the bastard unicorn and all the other stuck up snobs of Canterlot. “I’m really gonna enjoy this one,” he said through his gritted teeth.

“I knew you would,” Discord said with a smirk. “And from what I’ve gathered, he’s invited every important noble in Canterlot to this little shin-dig.”

Spike facepalmed, “I hope he’s aware that these nobles don’t do anything other than bitch to Celestia and Luna, and count their inheritance.”

“I know. And why Celly and Lulu haven’t removed their positions is beyond me,” Discord said, shaking his head.

“Because they have wealth and influence, not only to pay a lot of people off, but shutting down entire economies and possibly starting a revolution because they get pissed off... and don’t ask why I know,” Spike explained.

He raised his eyebrow for a moment and just choked it up to the drakes intellegence, “Go ahead and try to start a revolution, while the rest of us watch how fast you burn in the sun, suffocate on the moon, or die in Tartarus,” Discord said rather maliciously, at least until a huge smirk grew on his face. “So what do you think we should do for this one?”

“Well, you might do that, and maybe I could see Luna doing that, but mom probably wouldn’t: she’s quite benevolent towards all equestrian citizens,” Spike said. “As for the prank... hm... I was thinking about sneaking in, and working things out from there.”

“I like it so far,” Discord said as he wagged his tail excitedly.

“But...then I question how we’re gonna stay hidden or blend in is beyond me. We kinda stick out like a sore thumbs, after all,” Spike said, “So... maybe some invisibility, or something like that.”

Discord frowned, “that’s so boring! I wanna join in the party! And then... mix things up a bit; cause a bit of chaos. So I’m thinking we’ll be going in as...” he snapped his fingers, transforming himself into a high class unicorn mare in a high class dress, her mane perfectly styled and loaded with jewelry that showed off her family's wealth and standing. “Dignitaries!”

Spike’s jaw dropped and his cheeks flared as he saw the new mare before him, but knowing that it was Discord quickly allowed himself to get back in control, “t-that seems like a much better idea: becoming one of them before springing the trap.”

“That’s right! Get in, pull the trigger, and then blend in with the mass hysteria,” Discord said in the mare’s voice, as he gave a large toothy grin.

Spike nodded in agreement, at least before he looked down at himself. “Then I guess I should change as well,” he said, mostly to himself as he called upon his chaotic magic. Strangely enough, it took out more than what he used on both Garble and his gang combined, but it seemed to do the job all the same.

Once he was done, he looked back to Discord, “how do I look?”

Discord giggled, “like a Kirin. Your dragon features are still there.”

Spike looked to his hooved and saw they still had claws! He then threw them up around his head and felt that he still had spines! Heck, he even looked at his belly, only to find that he still had scales! The only thing that seems to have actually changed was that his purple plates turned into purple fur!

“Wow... um... I guess I might need some more practice on self-transformation,” Spike sheepishly said.

But Discord raised an eyebrow, “it shouldn’t have been that much more difficult than it was to change those teenage dragons...”

“Well, why couldn’t I do it to myself?” He asked as he looked himself over.

Discord pondered this for a moment, “it’s certainly odd... but I think we’ll have to deal with that later.” His horn then began glowing, encasing Spike in its colorful aura before completing his transformation, “because tonight’s the night a certain spoiled brat gets his long overdue spanking!”

With Spike’s transformation finished, he chuckled. “That he will,” he said with his new voice, which had a bit of an accent to it.

“Now, for this to work, we’re gonna have to play the part of a rich, high-class family, and we’ll use the name of one of the wealthiest families in history, after all, nopony today would know who they are, and we can just fake the rest,” Discord said, walking up, but stumbled a little and rubbed his head before he stood beside Spike.

“Are you okay? And... uh... who would that be?” Spike asked, to which Discord smirked.

“It is nothing,” he lied and moved onto the next question, “I thought you’d know, Spike. You did spend most of your life in a library, after all,” Discord snickered.

“I might be smart, but I’m not an encyclopedia,” Spike said, rolling his eyes.

“Ok, ok, I hear ya. So, for tonight, you’ll be playing the part of Platinum Night. He was an advisor to Princess Luna long before she became Nightmare Moon, and had many of his own businesses across Equestria during his time.”

“Alright, and you’ll be...” Spike said, trying to figure out who Discord was disguised as.

“I’ll be Aurora Snow: your wife,” he said with a smirk at Spike’s bright blush.

“M-my what?” Spike asked, shocked at what Discord was suggesting. “Don’t you think it’d be weird... you know... being my wife and all that...” he said, rubbing the back of his head with his hoof.

Though Discord just rolled his eyes, “Spike, stop worrying. All you have to do is dance with me and stay close. That’s it! We’re just playing the roles, after all.”

“Oh yeah,” Spike replied as he calmed down a bit.

“Now let’s go ruin this party!” Discord shouted, teleporting them to the party’s entrance.

But before they entered the ballroom, they had to get into character, which was rather easy, since they’ve both spent a decent amount of time around the higher class, though mostly the Princesses. So Aurora turned to her husband and fixed the collar of his suit.

“Thanks, dear,” Platinum said with a warm smile.

Discord was glad that Spike was getting into his role, but when he said that to him, or at least to the character he was pretending to be, he genuinely felt that the drake was speaking directly to him, but, with a sigh, Aurora smiled back, “ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” Platinum replied as he stood beside his wife.

They walked through the large double doors to the ballroom, and were instantly greeted by the calmingly beautiful sounds of the orchestra, along with the murmurs of numerous conversations, and a few laughs here and there. A table could been seen against the far wall that held a number of bite-sized snacks, along with bottles of perfectly aged wines, all neatly assorted for easy access and accompanied by their own waiting staff, which was well equipt to handle the barrage of ponies practically attacking the hors d'oeuvres.

With that, Aurora and Platinum slowly made their way into the crowd, politely exchanging pleasantries and taking on meaningless conversations with the numerous interchangeable somebodies before finally getting sight of their target.

The two of them then made their way out of his sight and over to the previously mentioned table. They each picked up a drink with their magic and began to talk.

“Getting in was easy,” Platinum said before taking a sip of his red wine.

“And socializing was even easier,” Aurora continued, having already tasted her glass.

“Though it wasn’t pleasant.” Platinum said as he rolled his eyes.

“Nobody ever said it would be, but we’ll just have to deal with it until the party ‘livens up’,” she said with a wink, moving beside him. “So, for now, we need to act as a normal couple,” she said to him, just before kissing his cheek.

“Well, in that case...” right on cue, the perfect piece of music began to play. “May I have this dance, m’lady,” he said, offering his hoof while giving a small bow.

To which, she smiled sweetly, “of course~”

Platinum returned her smile as he pulled her close, beginning their dance. They move in perfect synchronization, their eyes were locked on one another’s, neither one breaking their contact. The music seemed to pull them into in a trance as they moved, keeping each other close. Nothing else around them mattered other than than each other.

“You look incredible. Absolutely breathtaking,” Platinum whispered into Aurora’s ear, just before giving her a small twirl.

She blushed even harder as the dance moved on, like while he pulled her flush against his body, before dipping her low, only to pull her back up so that they were muzzle to muzzle. “Thank you, love,” was all she could say before kissing him deeply.

Platinum returned the kiss without hesitation, breaking it off only once the song had ended. She was left in shock from how much passion he put into the kiss, even knowing who she really was, either he felt the same way so he was a amazing actor. They both came out of trances as soon as they heard the applause from ponies that had gathered to watch.

“Bravo, bravo! That was splendid,” Blueblood remarked as he made his way towards them. “That was quite the show you two gave.”

“Why thank you,” Aurora replied, still lightly blushing.

“Your welcome, Mrs... I’m sorry, I’m afraid I’ve forgotten your names,” he said.

“Oh, that’s quite alright, my boy,” Spike replied. “I am Sir. Platinum Night, and this lovely mare is my wife...”

“Aurora Snow.” she answered for him, giving their host a short bow.

Blueblood tapped his chin as he searched his mind for the names in question. “I’m... sorry... I don’t recall...” but before he could finish, he locked eyes with Aurora.

Her horn briefly glowed a soft, dim swirl of white, blue, yellow, and a sickly green. He paused as his eyes began matching those of the mare before him, but as quickly as it came, it left, leaving none the wiser but the mare’s husband, who watched as Blueblood seemed to come to a realization, “AH! Yes, now I remember! It’s a pleasure to see you again, it’s been far, far too long!”

The ponies around them looked to each other in confusion: none of them remembering ever seeing, or even hearing about the two before that night. Yet, not wanting to make the wrong kinds of waves, they sided with the Prince, who was speaking with the two as if they’ve known each other for years.

And so the night went on, only now with a more positive sway in conversation, making the task almost bearable between the occasional dances and sips of wine. It even seemed to ease the tension of waiting for the perfect moment, which was drawing ever nearer.

“This’s so much easier now that Blueblood thinks we’re up in the social ladder,” Aurora telepathically commented as she trotted beside her husband.

“So you think now’d be the best time to spring our little surprise,” Platinum replied, “And how are we talking via thoughts?”

“Chaos dear, chaos, and no need to rush it, but it shouldn’t be too far away,” she giggled. “Did you manage to think of anything?”

“Well, I was kinda thinking about a team effort: each one of us throwing in something fun, and then sitting back and watching the show,” Platinum responded.

“That sounds good, but it doesn’t answer my question,” she replied with a playful flick of her tail to his nose.

Platinum chuckled at his wife’s antics before brushing up against her, “save that for later, darling.”

Aurora smiled rather lustfully before giggling, “you know I will.” Though even with her cool exterior, on the inside, Discord was flipping out! He simply loved the fact that Spike was talking to him like a real lover, and with so much teasing! In fact, if Spike kept this up, he feared he might jump him right then and there.

Yet he shook it off when he heard Spike talking to him, “and about my prank... I’m sure you’ve noticed all the mares here are wearing a lot of jewelry. Hell, even the stallions are wearing watches and things that cost more than most houses in Ponyville or even Manehatten.”

Aurora nodded, looking at all the uptight nobles trotting about; trying to show off their family's wealth with gaudy trinkets that held no actual worth; thinking that they’re better than the next, or owned more useless possessions than any other.

“So, just to cause a bit of panic in as short a time as possible, I’m gonna put a little transformation spell on each and every stone,” he told her, just as a playful smile grew on his muzzle.

“Oooh, that’s a lovely idea,” she giggled as the two meandered through the crowd.

“Why thank you, m’lady,” he chuckled alongside her, once again having to have many bland, boring ‘discussions’ with the other patrons as they went, just to keep up their masquerade.

“So what about you?” He asked.

“What about me?” She sultrily responded, keeping up with her playful nature.

Platinum couldn’t help but give the smallest blush, “I meant your prank. I’m really curious, and hopeful that it’ll be featuring our ‘lovely’ host.”

“But of course,” she said. “And, in my mind, ‘exposing him for what he really is’, truly seemed like the best approach.”

“Really now? And how’ll you be pulling that off?”

“You’ll see~” she said with a wink.

He raised an eyebrow at her explanation, or lack thereof, but decided against digging any deeper, after all, Discord’s been doing this kinda thing for millennia.

“Since I doubt anything here’s going to change any time soon, I think now’s about time for us to have our little fun at this bore of a party,” Aurora stated with a yawn.

“I couldn’t agree more,” Platinum said as his horn began to glow.

As it did, a subtle hum began working its way throughout the room as the chaos began to work it magic. Aurora watched with glee as she saw the many crystals growing legs, wings, eyes, and other appendages, each beginning to move of their own accord: scattering over the floor, taking to the air, and some hissing atop their original owners.

“Now we just have to wait for...” Platinum's started before a high pitched wail echoed throughout the halls. “...the first freak-out.”

A mare bursted through the crowd at breakneck speed, and as she did, the other patrons finally began noticing what caused the outburst: a diamond spider was nibbling her ear, alongside several other gem-like insects crawling all over her. Then the ponies both felt and saw the very same things happening them.

It took only a second for this to send everypony into a frenzied panic. Screams and shouts of both disgust and terror rang throughout the room, down the castle halls, and into the night, all while the hysterically laughing Aurora put up her own sound-proof barrier on the estate, stopping Celestia from ruining their fun.

Platinum was also bellowing in laughter at the snobbish ponies, who all held themselves to such high regard, but were now freaking out over the smallest of creatures. Some of the stallions were even hiding behind their wives, sisters, and daughters, trying to protect themselves from from the harmless little bugs.

. “This is amazing, Spike!” Discord slipped with his own voice, but with everypony freaking out, nopony heard him, except for Blueblood.

“Spike? Spike!” Blueblood growled, stomping his way past the mob of ponies.

Soon enough, the two of them found themselves face to face with the furious prince, which silenced both of their laughters, but caused toothy smirks to grow on them.

“Well if it isn’t Prince Blueballs,” Platinum said, getting back into his face. “Like what we did to liven things up?”

“You no good, worthless, bucket of scales!” Blueblood shouted as he raised his hoof to punch the dragon turned pony in the face.

Yet before his hoof could make contact, Discord stood between them, still in his pony disguise, but with his hoof changed back to his eagle talon, which caught the punch. Blueblood grunted as he felt his attacked being stopped, but stared in shock as he notice the hand that was holding his hoof in place. His eyes then snapped back to Aurora’s and noticed that they’ve changed their colors to gold and red: the signature colors of the spirit of chaos, himself.

“Nuh-uh-uh~” Discord said, shaking his head at the incessant brat, just before he lit his horn and casted his prank.

Blueblood was shot back by the bolt of Discord's magic, shouting in pain as whatever spell the deity casted started taking effect. His body began contorting and deforming; his horn retracted back into his head, his muzzle shortened and flattened, and his fur retreated and curled up, his skin partially hardened with a thin, shell-like layer.

Discord snickered as the transformation continued, “time for everypony to see the real you.”

Finally getting the hint, Spike smirked as he began seeing all the things he’s thought about the bratty Prince emerging from his new form, and, after several moments, Blueblood’s body flash brightly, setting himself up on full display; for everypony to see. The flash did its job well: temporary stopping the partygoers’ panic and turning it into total mayhem as their eyes fell on the former royal prince.

Everypony made their mad dash for the nearest exit, not caring about whatever stood in their way, and seeing them act like this sent the duo pranksters tumbling to the ground with laughter. They knew that nobody running out would EVER have their stories believed by ANYONE they tried to tell, and that fact only made them roll even harder.

“T-Their faces... T-Their faces were priceless,” Spike managed through his laughter, wiping the tears from his eyes with his hooves.

“I couldn’t agree more!” Discord agreed as he watched Blueblood fly into a table of snacks, which only made him laugh even harder.

Yet their joy was soon cut short as the soundproof barrier was dispelled, the doors opened, and they bailed just before she walked in. Well, not walked, but bursted in, only to see the ballroom already in shambles, as well as a massive insect-like creature crawling around, eating the food amongst the debris scattering the floor.

Her eyes simply twitched, unable to fully grasp the situation at hand, but just as she got out of her shock, a letter fell in front of her, stating...

Good to see you again, Tia. It’s a shame we couldn’t stay longer, but with you bursting in and ruining our fun, we’ll just have to leave it to time to return the little Bluecunt back to normal, and as for the rocks, they’ll turn back as soon as he does... whenever that may be. But I shan’t take credit for anything else: that was the fault of the so called “nobles.” Hope to see you again soon.

P.S. No hard feelings?

“Auntie!” The bug creature whined in a somewhat understandable manner.

Celestia heard the shriek and looked up from the small note to the creature she now knew was Blueblood. She groaned as she rubbed her temples, walking out of the ballroom with the disgusting mass behind her.

“Wow, she took that much better than expected,” Discord commented beside his draconic companion, both watching the grand finale from a good distance away.

“I think that’s because she’s gotten used to you,” Spike chuckled. “And she’d never guess that I’d do anything like that,” the drake said with a gleeful smile.

Discord couldn’t help but chuckle, “then it seems that someone enjoyed themselves.”

“Of course! It was a blast, so much better than being stuck in the castle all day,” the drake exclaimed as he held his gut in laughter.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. Today’s turned out to be better than I ever expected, as well as this week,” the spirit replied, still giggling to himself.

It was then that Discord suddenly felt the drake wrap his arms around him in a friendly hug, and, after a moment of shock, the chaotic spirit hugged him back, loving the embrace. The two held this hug for a longer time than either of them expected, at least until Spike coughed. After breaking apart, they both just stood there, blushing: spike from embarrassment, and Discord for other reasons.

“Well... anyways, thanks for everything, Discord; you were right: this week’s turned out much better than either of us thought possible...” Spike explained before being overtaken by a yawn. “But I think we should head back before mom has a change of heart and actually tries to find us.”

Discord nodded, but his attention was quickly snapped back to what Spike said, “wait... did you say ‘mom’?!”

Author's Notes:

The only decent prank we have written

Finished much sooner then expected~ A surprise for all of you~ Enjoy!

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