Discord stared intensely at the fishhooks.

"You'd better not poke the pokers again."

The fishhook proceeded to do exactly that.

"Fiddlesticks!" Discord shouted, because the poker that was meant to be used for poking ponies was now overly poked by the fishhook, meaning that it was no longer able to poke and that meant that an integral part of Discord's Forklift Alliance was now moot.

"Psh. With fishhooks and pokers, you say." A disembodied voice rang through his head. "More like with disappointment and sadness, amirite?"

nothing else proceeded to happen because discord wasn't in the room when the voice spoke.

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