Pixel Berry opened and closed the door as she entered a room. It was modestly sized, and immediately confusing to look at. So jarring it was that she considered running back into the previous room for a breather. The floor was a thin green carpet with a slightly elegant design that complemented the ceiling of blue tile. The walls that separated the ceiling and floor were different in color and material. In front of her, an upside down stone staircase running ceiling to floor blocked the wall and window behind it. The left wall was made of a dark brown wood that hosted the front door and two windows garding it. The door was rounded, whimsical, and colored yellow with a purple frame.

The right wall looked like liquid cheese or perhaps whisked eggs, yet the room smelled like cherries. A flight of grey stone stairs led from the wall to the ceiling, and the kitchen doorway was a square wood frame made of cut logs and furnished with two wilting flowers growing on the bridge. Left of the door was a pass through window for the living room and kitchen.

To her right was a normal looking cabinet in a light shade of purple holding a mixed manner of items. To the left sat a purple and orange couch with a lamp whose body was made of spheres. The white coffee table in front of the couch had a hole cut in it far reducing its practicality. There was more detail, but Pixel Berry was not about to pay the room any more heed.

There was no door immediately standing before her, so the challenge here was to find it. Pixel glanced around the room and caught her gaze on the window. She braved a peek outside and saw some kind of otherworldly landscape that seemed to be suspended in open space. Much like the house, the world outside it had no rhyme or reason, and it would be better to mind and soul to search the house before going outside.

Pixel tore her curiosity from the window and scanned the room again. She trotted forwards into the kitchen, the eerie quiet of the building eating away at her bravery. She didn't know what she should be hearing, or if noise would remedy the odd atmosphere emanating from the walls.

The kitchen itself was only slightly less chaotic than the living room, which in retrospect was a blessing in itself. Cabinets were everywhere. On the ceiling, embedded into the floor, and randomly grouped across the walls. The walls were turquoise, the ceiling was white tile, and the carpet continued into the kitchen. The oven was mounted on the wall and clearly upside down, the fridge looked like something had picked it up and bent it into a shallow crescent. Stuck on the fridge was a toaster, several odd looking utensils, a picture of a tropical island, and some pasta art of Fluttershy. The only normal looking thing was the sink mounted in a small patch of cabinets mounted to the floor like cabinets should be.

“Hello, there!” Greeted a cheerful and smooth voice. It was deep and low in tone and it made the fur on Pixel’s spine shivered. “How did you get in here?” Pixel Berry looked for the source of the voice, and found it on the fridge. The pasta art of Fluttershy was smiling and blinking. “Are you here to help Discord?” Her-His?-spaghetti mane was dyed pink like the real pony, and his/her roulette eyes were dyed blue. The body was outlined with tortellini noodles, and shaded in with manicotti and ziti tubes. Farfalle butterflies were appropriately dyed and used as the cutie mark.

Before Pixel Berry could respond the sink started to violently rattle, and unseat itself from the slot in the counter. Pop! Discord’s head poked out the spout. “Hello, Berry!” He greeted maliciously. “I was just taking a swim!” The sink vibrated some more, and the rest of Discord came forth from the sink in a sludge until he was splayed out on the floor. All the while, his yellow eyes were fixed on his silent guest. “Have you met Flutter Noodle?” Pixel Berry nodded slowly, her eyes flickering from Discord to the sentient art. “Charming isn't she? I made her during Fluttershy’s arts and crafts Thursday’s!”

The art spoke in that gender opposite Fluttershy voice, “Truth be told I’ve never seen Fluttershy or her house, the only life I’ve known has been stuck on a fridge!”

Pixel Berry looked back at Discord and jumped a foot back when she saw him standing in normal form with an old style apron around his waist. “Now, did you come from that white door in my living room?” Pixel nodded again. “Ah! Then look no further! The next door is in this kitchen!” He tapped a bird talon to his chin. “But I can't remember where…” He turned around, bent over, and opened the sink cabinet.

Pixel Berry could see pipes under the sink, but there were so many of them crossing over and under each other that it wasn't clear how such a sink worked. Then again, that was probably the whole point. Discord closed that cabinet and opened one in the ceiling. A chair came down through the door and whacked Discord before he pushed the chair up and slammed the door shut. “I gotta label that one.” He grumbled while walking towards another cabinet, this one hanging sideways. Inside was a large amount of boxed pasta of various varieties. He looked at Pixel, jabbed a thumb at the fridge, and whispered. “I’m building her a new body.” The cabinet was quietly closed.

Next he tried the fridge. “I probably kept it in here.” He opened the door and it swung to the left, blocking Pixel’s view on what was inside. “Zuul?” He asked. “Could you ask Michael Jackson if he’s seen a white door in there?”

From the fridge came a demonic growl. “There is no white door, only Zuul!”

Pixel Berry could see Discord raise an eyebrow. “Where’s Jackson?”

“Gozer’s out gambling.” The voice answered rather casually.

“Ah!” Discord rolled his eyes. “Well,” There was a clunking sound. “Thanks, Zuul.”

“No problem.”

Discord shut the fridge with a quarter carton in his paw, with a snap of talons a glass appeared in midair and allowed itself to levitate until Discord grabbed it. When he poured the black liquid into the glass Berry could see the carton was labeled ‘Liquid Memes’. “You wanna glass?” Discord asked, and Pixel shook her head in no.

“Having trouble?” Asked Noodleshy. “I think you put it in the pantry.”

Discord slithered over to the wall opposite of Noodleshy where a frying pan looked to be glued to the wall. He grabbed the handle and turned the whole pan like a door handle. The wall panel swung open revealing a cabinet stocked with pans and pots of various sizes and shapes. Pixel Berry frowned. There was no door to be seen. Discord stepped to the side of the door and presented it to Pixel. “Here it is!” Pixel Berry saw that while one side of the door was wood paneled, the other side that Discord presented was white and plain, with a familiar door knob on the right side.

Pixel Berry smiled and approached the door. She looked up to Discord and opened her mouth to say, “Thank you.” But a talon touched her lips. “Dont thank me!” Discord interrupted. “Who am I to deny your journey across time, space, and the internet? I would never be able to live with myself otherwise!”

Pixel sighed and settled for giving Discord her warmest smile of appreciation before opening the door and stepping through.

When Pixel shut the door behind her Discord closed his pantry while Noodleshy asked innocently. “Discord? You refer to me as a girl, but why do I sound like a man?”

Author's Notes:

This chapter was created by bruceman360. A writer who made a fanfic I strangely like called "Walking Giant". I'm guessing this is a simple chapter that isn't really made based on any stories he made, or what he will make.