Tuesday, August 17, 1948
Fluttershy’s Cottage, Ponyville

“Now there, Angel. Could you be a good bunny and finish the last of your meal,” she said, gently pushing a half eaten carrot towards her defiant pet.

Angel crossed his arms before kicking the carrot across the room. Fluttershy steeled herself for what she was about to do. Looking him in the eye, she gave him her infamous “stare.” Immediately, he became obedient and scurried across the room to the forlorn carrot. Scarfing it down quickly, he then rushed off to play with some of the other woodland creatures that Fluttershy was taking care of.

Normally she wouldn’t resort to such drastic measures. However, Angel had become increasingly grump and defiant in recent months. Fluttershy attributed it to his old age.
“Grandfather had been like that before he passed away,” thought Fluttershy to herself. She had become increasingly concerned about Angel’s health and wellbeing. While he was still in great physical and mental condition, he was approaching his 10th birthday. The average lifespan of a bunny was 10-11 years.
“Enough of those bad thoughts,” said Fluttershy to herself. Looking up at the clock on the wall, she realized that it was the top of the hour. That meant that the latest news would be on the radio. Galloping over to her radio, she turned the dial to the correct frequency and listened in.
“Hello, it is 13:00 here in Canterlot. Here is a summary of the world news,” read the calm female announcer.
“The Berlin Blockade Crisis has entered its 53rd day. US forces have continued their airlift of supplies into the besieged Western portions of the former German capital. There have been unconfirmed reports of Soviet aircraft shadowing the American aircraft.”
“In a new development, Princess Celestia has announced that she will send supplies to occupied western Germany for the Americans to airlift into Berlin. Emphasizing what she called, ‘the moral imperative of Equestrians to help those in need,’ she has also indicated that Equestria will provide food and financial assistance to European nations affected by the recent world war in exchange for the release of enslaved ponies to Equestria. This mirrors the American Marshall-”
“Hello there Flutters!” said a familiar voice, interrupting her attempt to listen to the news.
Turning down the radio, Fluttershy turned around and greeted her “friend” Discord.
“You know that you can use the front door,” she said playfully.
“Yes, well you see that actually requires work. As you well know, I’d have to knock on the door and wait for you to answer it. Why do that when you can simply teleport into someone’s house?” he said, trying his best to suppress a chuckle.
However, he and Fluttershy found themselves utterly incapable of doing so, and broke out into raucous laughter.
“Come and sit,” she said, pointing Discord to the couch. “I’ll get the tea started.”
“Oh don’t worry about that. I’ve already got it covered.” said Discord as he snapped his fingers and caused a teapot and two cups to appear on her coffee table.
“O! How generous,” said Fluttershy, once again surprised by the magical abilities of her partner.
Taking a seat next to her friend, Fluttershy said, “So did you hear the latest news about the situation in Europe?” She and Discord enjoyed to discuss politics and philosophy during their weekly teas. The two of them possessed an intellectual side that most people were unaware existed.
“Yes I have. However, it doesn’t concern me in the least,” said Discord.
“How can you say that?” asked Fluttershy, taken aback by her companion’s lack of concern over an explosive geopolitical situation.
“Listen Fluttershy,” said the Draconequus cooly. “When you've been in existence for several million years you gain the ability to tell when people are bluffing and when they are being serious. And let me tell you one thing. The Russians are bluffing. The Americans have nuclear weapons, they don’t. They’ll back down soon enough.”
“But what if they don't?” asked a concerned Fluttershy.
“Look Fluttershy, you’ve got to learn to not worry about things that are beyond your control. Only worry about things that you can control.”
Fluttershy, realizing that the conversation was going nowhere, decided to change the topic. “So Celestia has invited me and the other Elements of Harmony to Canterlot to watch the debut of a biographical film about her. We each were allowed to invite one guest. I was thinking-”
“I accept,” said Discord, cutting off his yellow pegasus friend.
Fluttershy rolled her eyes at the somewhat fashion by which Discord accepted her offer to be her date.
“How should I dress?” asked Discord, as a series of outfits appeared in front of him, levitating in mid air.
“Well it is a formal event,” said Fluttershy.
“Got it, babe,” said Discord as he snapped his fingers. A moment later he was fully dressed in suit and tie.
“Great. I just have one request.”
“And what would that be?” asked Discord.
“Can you not call me babe, at least when we are in public.”
“Why? Are you ashamed of having people know that we are dating?” asked Discord. Fluttershy saw the emotional pain in his eyes and immediately felt sorry for accidentally hurting his feelings.
“Oh not at all,” said Fluttershy, snuggling up against her boyfriend. “I recognize that you’ve fundamentally changed as a person and I think that you have a beautiful personality.”
“Then we do you insist on keeping our relationship a secret.?” asked Discord, confused.
”You promise not to tell anyone?” asked Fluttershy, looking up at her lover flirtatiously.
“Promise.”
“Ever since I was a teenager, one of my greatest romantic dreams was to be in a secret romance with an attractive stallion. And while you may not be a stallion, I do enjoy our little secret romantic escapades.”
Blushing, Discord said, “Well having a boyfriend who can teleport around the world, does allow one to have some variety for date nights.”
“Indeed. Whenever you want, we can come forward about our relationship. However, I would ask that you indulge my little romantic fantasy a little bit longer,” she said, pleading Discord with puppy dog eyes.
“Fine, you win,” he said, appeasing Fluttershy.
“Thank you. You’re the greatest boyfriend, a mare could ever ask for,” said Fluttershy as she planted a light kiss on Discord’s blushing cheeks.