“WELL GUESS WHAT, SASSAFRASS! I’M OPPOSITE FLUTTERSHY, AND I’M SICK OF BEING NICE AND QUIET ALL THE TIME!!

    At this very moment, Discord had actually been a bit terrified of his own doing. This would have been a lot more hilarious to him if he hadn’t been reformed by Fluttershy with her compassion and kind heart. Now that he reversed the world around him, the normally timid pegasus pony was all up in his face with a rageful glare.

    The only other time he reversed her personality was when Twilight and her friends ventured into the Canterlot Castle labyrinth with the misguided belief that their Elements of Harmony were somewhere inside. He corrupted Fluttershy and Twilight’s other friends so that Twilight herself would lose the faith of friendship, rendering the Elements of Harmony useless. This of course was when Discord was still in his full-on villain facade.

    Now that he was willing to accept and learn about friendship, creating a mistake similar to the ones he’s made in the past as the bad guy would surely come around to hit him... hard. Being turned to stone has already run out of originality; so he figured he would possibly be sent to the moon. Frankly, he would prefer that than always being stiff and erected upright proudly for another thousand years.

“You just had to write it out that way, didn’t you?” Discord un-amusedly remarked toward the narration.

“HOW ELSE WOULD YOU HAVE ME EXPRESS IT, OLDEY McGEEZER?!” Fluttershy bellowed, oblivious to the fact that Discord wasn’t even speaking to her.

This snapped Discord’s attention back onto the matter at hoof. Raising his talon up, he performed his signature *snap* which instantly restored the inverted colored world around them to normal. Discord knew that he could always change things back to where they were as if nothing had happened at all.

This time however, it was going to be different. Worst of all: Discord didn’t even have this in mind, and his imagination was the main tool of all his creative magic.

When he changed the world back, he intended that Fluttershy would go back to normal to, with having a shocked look in her eyes and hooves over her mouth with having the full awareness of what she just did. Instead, she was still in his face with her colors remaining inverted.

“B-But! How can this be?” Discord stuttered in alarm while frantically snapping his talon over and over again thinking that he messed up somewhere in cancelling the spell.

“Maybe you’re losing your touch. EVER THINK OF THAT?!”

Discord didn’t want to to believe that it could be possible that his magic could finally be faltering after all these millenniums. No. Fluttershy was only using his own mind games against him. He couldn’t let her psyche him out. That was his specialty.

“Listen, Fluttershy. This isn’t you at all,” Discord coaxed as calmly as he good, despite still freaking out on the inside. “Something must’ve gone wrong with my spell. Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out soon enough.”

“Who said I was worried?” Fluttershy remarked with an unsettling grin. “I’ve never felt more alive or proud of myself. I’M A WHOLE NEW AND BETTER MARE NOW, THANKS TO YOU!”

Discord couldn’t believe what he was hearing coming out of Fluttershy’s mouth. It just had to be the spell making her say that. Yet somehow, it almost seemed as if she actually meant it. Usually timid and self-isolated ponies like Fluttershy have a tendency to bottle up and hide their emotions well from others. As a consequence, all that built up tension is highly capable of being released should that individual come under a lot of pressure that would be too much to tolerate. Could it be that his spell somehow granted her that ability to let out all her inner emotions out without any kind of restraint or hesitance?

“No you’re not!” Discord argued. “This isn’t what I wanted to happen. Now please cooperate with me while I attempt to figure out what went wrong with the spell.”

“Oh, I don’t think so,” Fluttershy sneered and flew out the front door to her cottage at almost the same speed as Rainbow Dash. Discord teleported outside to see Fluttershy staring back down on him with a wicked smile.

“There’s no way I want to be going back to being weak, introverted, and feeling useless in the areas out of my comfort zone. I’m going to let everypony and everything in this world how I really felt about them, and show them the me that was always trapped in that simpering shell of the pony that I was ashamed of being!”

With that, Fluttershy took off in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres, leaving the bewildered draconequus behind her. When she was out of his sight, Discord couldn’t focus his mind on what he should do.

He could try to follow her, but frankly that wouldn’t be the greatest, nor original idea to go with since she won’t even listen or comply with him. The only alternatives he had would be to go to either Princess Twilight or Celestia to address the issue, but either of them would express their own individual wrath which he would rather not think about too much. Still, he didn’t have much of a choice.

He decided that he should tell Princess Twilight. Hopefully the kind of punishment that she could inflict on him was some complicated friendship homework that he wouldn’t be allowed to take a break from. She, along with the rest of the friends wouldn’t be too thrilled on cancelling their trip to Yakyakistan after all.

With that, he poofed out of sight hoping for the best, or the worst that would come from this situation.

    Meanwhile at Sweet Apple Acres, Big Mac was in his room gathering the things he needed for his Ogres and Oubliettes meeting with Spike which mostly was just his character sheet and card. He also happened to make a list of ideas for future adventures that he would like to share with the young dragon for future gatherings. He may have been not much of a talker, but that didn’t mean he could be really creative and organized

    He just happened slipped on his saddlebag getting ready to leave when he heard a familiar, yet slightly different voice speak from behind him.

    “Hello, Big Mac.”

    The farmer turned around quickly in surprise, and saw an oddly coloured pony that wore the same mane style as Fluttershy’s standing in front of the window. Looking at her flank, he saw the three butterfly pattern that belonged to Fluttershy as well. This was her alright, but with an atrocious recolor that thankfully wasn’t a mix of red and black; but still was unsettling to the eye. Her expression however was calm, and to Big Mac’s slight discomfort---sultry.

“Fluttershy?” he began cautiously. “What happened to ya?”

“I’ve finally been allowed to express myself properly that cowering in the corner. That’s what’s happened to me, and I’d thought you should be the first one to know,” Fluttershy replied simply while maintaining her suggestive gaze as she steadily sauntered over to him with an extra swing in her hind legs and a flip of her tail to signal what her intentions were: and Big Mac wasn’t exactly sure if he should be scared, or excited. Truthfully, it was a mixture of both.

“Y-Ya really s-should get pack to packin’ you’re things for yer trip, F-Fluttershy,” Big Mac stammered as he began to back up from the advancing mare. “Don’t want tah keep yer friends waitin’ on ya.”

“Oh they can wait,” Fluttershy cooed as she successfully backed Big Mac up against the wall with no door leading out, yet his hoof still fumbled for a doorknob as she pressed her chest up against his.

“Right now that matters is you, me, and your bed. Or right here if you want. I can’t wait to spread you like applesauce on apple pie.

“Eeyipe,” the poor stallion uttered in complete helplessness.