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[Nathan Fink 22]

Smiling just a bit at Peach's remarks, the implications that she seemed to already know him began to mull around in his head. Hearing the newcomer, he began to extend his hoof to shake the others, though stopped when the other put his down. How strange, it almost like he thought he was doing something wrong...and he's a blank flank, at his age! These are indeed very strange ponies, i might not have made a big a mistake as i thought helping them. They could be quite fascinating to learn about. Smiling a bit forced he stated "Its no problem, really. No thanks necessary. But please, do sit down, have some soup. Peach here was nice enough to pay for your room and board"

 

Looking past the blank flank, he looked over at the new comer in the corner, quickly analyzing her face, reading the emotions she was trying to hide. Putting on his 'caring' voice, he called out to her "Please, its really no bother. Come over by the fire and warm up with a bowl of soup. its really quite good. You must be freezing from being out there so long" Shooting her a quick smile before turning, he addressed the group as a whole. "So, if you dont mind me asking, what were you all doing out there in the Everfree forest at this hour? It really isnt safe to be out that far these days you know."

[PeachPalette 1,000]

Peach froze as SiFi addressed all of them. Her smile from Electrobolt's news on Serah in her room quickly faded. Her eyes jolting from pony to pony. Would any of them be so bold as to tell him what really was going on? She knew if she opened her mouth, nothing but the truth would come out. That was just how she was in this current state...this one of many personalities.

 

The room grew quiet. Peach could only assume the others were thinking the same thing. It could be dangerous indeed to let this secret get out. How would her world react to...ponies from another world? They weren't even ponies! Her stomach threatened to give back the soup as it twisted in tight knots. Perhaps he would understand. Perhaps he would help as well.

 

Peach came to the silent conclusion that if she did not, then Discord would let the cat out of the bag soon enough. Better to prepare SiFi now for the far out, and a little too hard to believe news on these ponies she dubbed the lost ponies. Her head turned. Skimming all of them, her expression telling them something needed to be said. And then, she said it. Her chest filled with air and held it there for a moment. "They...were there because of Discord," she choked out. "You see...he...he's breached not only this world, but another unknown to us. A human world." She wished to describe these "humans" but hadn't the slightest idea of what they looked like. "They seemed to fall through cracks in their world and found themselves in ours. And...like us. Ponies. All of them were turned upon arrival. I...happened to come upon them on my way back home."

 

She peered over her shoulder to make sure the pony at the desk wasn't overhearing them speak only to see that he was gone. Probably attending to things around the inn. Good. They didn't need to cause chaos among the ponies themselves. For some reason, this matter seemed delicate. Especially if it meant stopping Discord.

 

She looked on at SiFi with a hopeful grin. Please don't flip out, she thought.

[Arylett Charnoa 4,919]

She felt her ears pressing against her head as the facial-haired pony addressed her. Repressing the urge to randomly start laughing at his facial hair (because seriously, it made no sense. Even when she was this upset), she merely nodded and turned her face away from the group as she wiped away the tears with her arm... damn. She'd have to pretend she was happy until she could get away from them all. But once she was alone, maybe then could she fully express herself.

 

About to shuffle over there awkwardly as she did most things, she had noticed that the odd unicorn who had seemed to change gears every five seconds was telling this random facial-haired one that they weren't actually ponies. What kind of stupid, messed up move was that?! And wait... how did she know...

 

...It was one of them. Her emotions quickly shifted as she felt an odd sort of rage broiling beneath the surface of the sadness. The same rage that had caused her to run away. Why on EARTH or wherever the heck they were would they tell this one what they actually were?! Did they know how much distrust this would venerate? Who knew what kind of horse this crazy personality-shifter WAS? In fact... what if one of her personalities decided it didn't like them anymore and gave them away to some sort of crazy insane asylum?

 

Trying to force the red off of her face as she shuffled over to join the others, she forced a rather dangerous-looking smile onto her face and tried to appear as pleasant as possible.

 

"Ha ha! She's kidding, of course. Human? What an inventive imagination! And tell us, what does a human even look like? Hmm? I mean, everyone knows that travel from other worlds are impossible, even with that Discord character!"

[Wolfe 71]

Brave already saw her bluff. They are... or were, both humans. He could tell she didn't want this secret coming out. And what's with that other pony saying where we came from and what happened?

 

Discord? Who or what is that? Turned into ponies? What? First off, how does she know? Second, I can see why she's saying it. Better to let it out now. If we kept it in, it might cause more trouble for us and all of the other ponies that were naturally born and live here. Question is... should I follow with Artsy's bluff, or should I come clean... I need to come clean, even if Artsy might hate me for it later. I think I'm the only one in the dark about this, if Artsy isn't either. That mark is going to have to wait a bit longer it seems, too.

 

Well, can you explain the situation a bit? I just woke up in that forest, met Artsy and suddenly a snowstorm happened. So I don't quite follow this story you're saying...

[Marcato 2,143]

Silver looked up from his soup. He saw that Artsy was obviously not impressed with Peach knowing, and telling the other pony that they were humans. He sighed and stood up and walked over to Artsy. "Artsy, its probably for the best that he and Peach know. She wouldn't tell the other pony about us if she knew he might do something to us. Plus, she has been so nice to us. She even saved me and the others from a wolf attack earlier. I think we can trust her." Silver whispered to her. "Don't worry, if anything goes wrong its easy enough to get out of here." He said trying to calm her fears.

 

He heard the new pony that had also been a human. He still obviously had no idea what was going on. "Well you see, most of us here were all humans before as well. I'm going to estimate there are about 10 of us? Maybe 11. So we are all in the same boat. Theres a creature, i'm not even going to try to describe what it looked like, named Discord. He's supposed to be the embodiment of chaos. He's the one that started this wacky weather and caused all us human to get taken from our homes and turned into ponies here in this other world." He explained to the new pony. "Does that sort things out for you Brave?"

Edited March 24, 2012 by Silver Arrow

[Nathan Fink 22]

His face had remained emotionless during this exchange but inside he was all but jumping for joy, his mind racing a million miles a minute. How fun! I really am happy i helped them now! Oh to be involved in something so absurd as all this, this is a dream come true! What is a human? What do they look like? Where are they from? What do they eat? Who are their heroes? Just think...a whole new world of stories! He adjusted himself in his chair and cleared his throat, composing himself for a moment so that he could think clearly.

 

"So..." he began, catching his voice trembling slightly and correcting it "Discord has not only reached another world...but is now dragging its inhabitants over into ours? That is...very interesting." He turned to the one named Artsy and talked a bit softer "I understand your fear, but you have nothing to be afraid of from me but maybe asking to many questions." Turning now to Silver "I appreciate your trust, i would indeed never do anything to ruin such a grand tale as one im sure you will all spin. All i ask is that you tell me everything there is to know about your world and its people, leaving out no details." Looking back at the table, he tempered his jubilant mood and showed only a half smile "But for now lets warm you 'Ponies' " he said the last part with a little sarcasm "Up with some good food and warm beds. Im sure your all quite tired from your...travels"

[Flow 1,629]

"Um, guys? How about we cheer ourselves up for a bit, we can't be sad for long, how about a joke?" Asked Arty, but the room remained silent, "Um, Peach? I'm sorry I left you, that was wrong of me, I'm not going to leave you again, because I vowed to help you," After getting his cup of coffee, he sat near the window and sipped, "Ahh, feels much better, this is really good, Ponyville blend?" he sipped his cup till he looked outside "My god, this weather's extreme, I can't see whats outside,"

 

Visibility was poor out the window, it was dark and cold around Ponyville, the streets that used to filled with lots of ponies working their mundane lives now seemed lifeless, but unknown to them, temperatures have plummeted to -80'F and lower, with snow starting to pile up on the empty streets. "I feel sorry for those that had froze to death outside," he said

Edited March 24, 2012 by Narutardedscum

[Electrobolt 2,069]

Electrobolt was originally worried about the whole matter, even if his face barely showed any worry. But after hearing SiFi, he mentally sighed as SiFi accepted them. *Thank goodness he's alright with us...* thought Electrobolt as he looked at Artsy. When he heard SiFi saying something about warming them up with good food and warm beds, though, he suddenly heard his stomach rumble, not as loud as the first time though, so only he was able to hear it. Well, him and anyone who was next to him anyways. *That's the second time my stomach did that to me today...* he thought, slightly embarrassed.

[Arylett Charnoa 4,919]

She rolled her eyes and snorted, keeping her comments to herself this time. It seemed whenever she spoke, nobody listened. And that was starting to irritate her vastly.

 

But for now, she would contain herself. Barely having touched her soup as she didn't want to deal with the embarrassment of having to figure out how to use a spoon, she turned away to leave for bed first in an admittedly somewhat huffy way. "I'm going to bed," She said as casually as she could manage.

 

Careful now, careful... she couldn't let her emotions get the best of her. At least not at this moment. When she was alone, then she could unleash it. Because her mind was starting to think dangerous thoughts. Thoughts in the directions of "They'll see... they'll be sorry they didn't listen. They will regret it." Threats. Mentally, she was making threats.

 

She didn't know much about that one with the beard, (which made her mentally chuckle no matter how upset/enraged she was. She had to admit that was pretty funny. He was kind of hilariously awesome just by the virtue of being a pony with a beard. Artsy had the feeling she would never get over that) but she had distrusted Peach from the moment she had met her. A wolf attack? Probably saved him because one of her personalities decided it wanted to. But what if she had changed to one that didn't and just let it kill him? What then?

 

The mare had reached a random room and decided to settle down there. They still slept in beds, at least... which was good. Though she wasn't sure how she would lay down considering she was on all fours now. Even sleeping was to be uncomfortable. She laid there on her stomach onto the warm, soft bed, the way she had seen her dogs lay down back where she had come from. At least it was a nice bed. Putting her head down onto the pillow, she finally allowed herself to express it into its gentle ivory cushions.

Edited March 24, 2012 by Arylett Dawnsborough

[PeachPalette 1,000]

She shot Arty a glare for even mentioning the death of any pony that might have got caught in the freak winter storm. These humans seemed to take death lightly. Here, they hardly touched the subject. Perhaps it might be an idea to actually teach them how to be a pony so they didn't stick out like sore hooves.

 

She let out a long exaggerated breath that SiFi was so accepting of this news, in fact, he was down right interested. She should have know with that book cutie mark of his. She smiled, hoping someone would answer his questions. She was very curious about these humans too. It was true, that they needed to stay ready and alert just in case of Discords arrival, but thought right now to be the perfect time to learn more about them and their world. Perhaps this new input would help them in some way. It was a long shot, but seemed worth the time it would take.

 

She looked back as Artsy whisked herself off to her room. Her brows narrowed as she caught how angry she was, and obviously at her. This world seemed to be getting into her head. She was losing it. Perhaps she'd attempt to speak with her later. It was best she get her rest now. Something was clearly weighing heavy on her back. She turned back to the group, hoping for story time.

 

She couldn't help but smile over at SiFi. She was very thankful that he took the news the way he did. She knew she could trust him. He was one of the quiet ones after all.

[Flow 1,629]

After finishing his coffee, Arty stood up and said, "I caused a lot of problems, I'm so sorry, In shouldn't have left you guys, and now that some of you are hurt, I should be responsible, I was so stupid," then he left and locked himself in a room, he was sobbing for what he had done," He also had thoughts that he and all the others will die, he was in a feeling of despair, he had lost his sense of optimism.

 

As the snow storm continued, snow piled up on the streets and it got darker, it was very dangerous to go outside. Temperatures reached freezing levels.

[Wolfe 71]

Brave watched as Artsy walked away to a room for bed. He wanted to say goodnight, or whatever time it was. Even he wasn't sure at this point. Nor did he feel tired, with him waking up and there being a snowstorm suddenly. He would like a bowl of soup on the other hand... err hoof... again. But at least he knew now he could ask questions.

 

This has been nagging me for a while now... He looked at his rear and then to everyone elses. What's with everyone having a mark on their rears and I'm the only one without a mark? Is that a good thing or a bad thing? And... Peach was your name? Can you explain this situation a bit more?

 

He looked at the pot of soup for a bit and tilted his head. How am I going to get soup without fingers? Uhhh... He looked at the pot and a nearby bowl with confusion.

Edited March 24, 2012 by Wolfe

[Nathan Fink 22]

Swallowing a still hot mouthful of soup, he wiped his mouth. Thinking about the question, he looked at his own mark and pondered. "well, these marks are called 'Cutie Marks'. They're a mark a pony earns when he discovers his special talent, or passion in life." He points at Peaches "Hers is a brush in a painters palette, so im guessing that she is an artist." Pointing at his own "Mine is a book because i discovered long ago that i crave stories and learning." Turning back to him "Yours is empty, meaning that you havent quite discovered what makes you unique. You are what is referred to by other ponies as a blank flank."

 

Hoping that his explanation would suffice, he noticed that the other kept looking at the pot of soup with confusion. Do they not have soup in their world? They might even know what a pot looks like for all i know...everything about their culture could be completely different from ours. Thinking for a second he asks "Do you...do you know what soup is? Its a kind of food we eat here in Equestria. Soup is a food that we make by combining vegetables with water and cooking it. Its safe to eat for ponies i assure you."

[PeachPalette 1,000]

She snickered when SiFi mentioned "Blank Flank". Yes, it was a term but he failed to mention it was used to poke fun at ponies without their cutie marks.

 

Peach hopped out of her seat, the empty bowl hovering with her. Her magic placing it down onto the counter. With that, she finally turned to the blank flank. What was his name again? Or did he even say what his name was? Her tail swirled. "You want to know about why you're here, yes?" She faced this new pony completely. "Our world has been...in danger lately. Discord, the god of chaos, has once again claimed this world, and not only ours, but yours as well. He's brought you here for some unknown reason...some unknown plot he has to turn worlds up-side-down. We're trying to figure out what that reason is, and if he can be stopped."

 

She took a breath and looked out of the frosted window for a moment. "I am just sorry that you and everypony that got transformed had to be a toy in his little games. He's been stopped once. We can do it again." Could they? She had her doubts. He was not easy to defeat before, or so she heard.

[Marcato 2,143]

Silver sighed as Artsy walked off to her room, obviously angry and upset. She probably just needs some rest, he thought, she should be fine later. When he saw the other pony, SiFi his name seemed to be, trying to figure out what all the confusion was about, Silver walked up with a faint chuckle. "We have all kinds of soup in our world." Silver started. "They just don't know how to get it out of the pot." Silver said smiling a little. His bowl was empty, so with his magic he lifted it up and scooped some out of the pot. "See? Not so hard when you have magic. And those that don't can get help from others right?" He said putting the bowl down on the table. The place needed some cheering up. Everyone seemed so depressed. Although Silver was normally a serious person, he just hated it when people had to make things dark a gloomy.

 

At the mention of blank flanks and cutie marks he turned his head, and for the first time he noticed he had a mark. "Huh, interesting." His mark was an arrow with a light silver-blue shaft, and flaming feathers on the end. "I wonder what that means. Maybe even here i'm still good at archery." (If i could just make a bow and arrows.) He muttered to himself. He looked around at other peoples marks. They all had them too, except one. He was missing one. But silver pushed it aside. Not like it mattered anyways.

 

Silver took his bowl of soup and drank it up. Without even realizing it Silver began thinking about discord. He thought of the freak of nature and how he could destroy it. He had to figure out where it was first. What kind of place would a god of chaos live? Mountains? Sounded logical but he couldn't be sure. Perhaps being the god of chaos means eevrything everyone expects about you is the opposite... Silver shook his head. Calm down! What do you plan to do find it yourself and kill it? Fat chance! Silver thought to himself. Still, there had to be some way to get rid of him. He felt the pain in his shoulder growing. The bite wound was stil very fresh, and seemed to still leak a small amount of blood.

[Aureity 3,055]

Crystal Flame was practically frozen solid by the time he had arrived at the inn. He had been walking so slowly, drained of energy, that it came as no surprise to him that the other ponies he had seen following the tracks he had refreshed had beaten him to it. His neck was frozen stiff, and he couldn't even turn his head. By the time he had opened the door to the inn and staggered inside, he was feeling quite ill. Taking a moment to sit down quietly by the fireplace, he allowed his wings-and basically every other part of him, too-to thaw out.

 

After he had recovered sufficiently that the feeling in his neck returned, he managed to look around. The other ponies were already chatting animatedly, not one of them having noticed his bedraggled presence. It even looked like they were drinking...soup. Although he hadn't really expected any different treatment from the new group than he had gotten from the first one, he was still rather angry. This is...what? The second time I've risked my health for them? And they can't even be bothered to give a hello.

 

He let his mind slide off of that. He was simply too tired to feel anger at the moment. Instead, he let his mind wander to the events in the Everfree, and the creature called Discord. He wasn't sure what to make of it-Discord sounded like a maniac to him. I wonder what he has in store for us...He vainly tried to probe his own mind for details, but could only come up with theories. He gave up after five minutes of fruitless thought, and simply sat, staring at the roaring fire.

[Wolfe 71]

Brave nodded at the information of these cutie marks and of Discord. Wonder what he looks like... He ponders on what the situation may call for in the future. Would they need to fight? Would they need something specific? Is Discord weak to something? Hmmm...

 

Then there was also the matter of "blank flanks." To Brave, it seemed like a name you made fun of someone. He could easily tell. It was "catchy." Like the other names he was called before.....

 

~~~~~

 

???'s father was angry. He was angry that his son was being bullied and that none of the teachers or faculty seemed to do anything about it. He has had enough of it. After hearing how his son was bullied after school, ???'s father walks along the white, tiled floor and picks up the receiver. He dials the school's number and looks ahead straight with an angry face. ???'s mother watches in the living room holding onto ???.

 

Hello? Yes. I'm calling about my son, ??? ???. I am TIRED with you people not doing anything about this bullying problem! Every time I have to see my son in tears because they call him names like nerd, geek, weirdo, and how they ostracize him!

 

I want something done about this or I will tell my son to start beating up those bullies!

 

As soon as his father said it, ??? stood up, away from her mother's grasp.

 

NO! Dad, I am not going to beat anyone up. Not even those bullies.

 

??? could have said something more profound, but how much do you know at 11 years old? His father looked at him, and then he looked away. His mother nodded at his son for both his smart decision and bravery against his father, someone who worked laboriously on a regular basis and had a powerful voice that could shake anyone. He wasn't a bad man, just someone who didn't think the right thing almost all of the time.

 

~~~~~

 

Brave smiled at the thought. He could hear his dad, but he couldn't hear the place where his name was... odd. He left it at that and looked at the pot of soup again. I might need someone with magic to help me, or if some...pony...jeez that's awkward to get used to... somepony to show me how to get my own soup... or do anything with my mouth... ugh, that sounds gross...

 

Just then, the door opened and he saw a pony frozen stiff walk in and head to the fireplace. (He still isn't aware that Crystal Flame helped). The pony lay down, warmed up close to the fire, and stared right into it. Something was wrong and Brave knew it. He called out to the pony by the fireplace.

 

Hey, you okay there? How long were you out there? We've got some soup here to help warm you up.

Edited March 24, 2012 by Wolfe

[Electrobolt 2,069]

As soon as SiFi had brought up the topic about cutie marks and blank flanks, Electrobolt looked over to his flank and noticed for the first time that he himself had one. It was in the shape of a video game controller. *Heh... Fitting, considering that's pretty much the only thing I can remember clearly...* he thought, as his stomach rumbled lightly again. He overheard Silver saying that those who couldn't fix soup for themselves easily could ask someone to help them with it. Looking over to Silver, he asked, "Um... Do you think you could... Fix a bowl for me? Please?"

[PeachPalette 1,000]

Peach sent Silver a soft glance as he heard Electrobolt ask him to make him a bowl of soup. "Don't worry, I'll just fill some bowls and if you could, you can serve them," she said as her horn began to glow again, a twinkly yellow glow. As if the bowls were dancing and fell in line one by one the ladle smoothly dipping in the warm pot of soup and pouring it into each bowl. She smiled back at the two. "Soup's on, Silver!" Her voice rang through the inn cheerfully.

 

Cheerfully. At least she put on that face. On the inside she began to dread the future...or the one that may be in store for them all. The chilled pony by the fireplace caught her attention. His name...what was it? Sometimes she got confused keeping the same memory as the other personalities. She dismissed it. "A bowl for him for sure," she added.

 

She turned her back to the ponies. Her ears drooped for a moment, worry flooding her again, but luckily not the personality that followed. She let out a breath before she allowed her head to look upwards again, SiFi in front of her. She sent him an awkward smile wondering if he'd just caught her forlorn expression. She didn't want any of the other ponies to see that she was losing hope. Discord could control the heavens and earth with the snap of his paw...or claws. What could ponies do, some not even ponies, to stop him? And without the Elements of Harmony?

 

Peach's eyes widened as she looked out of the window behind SiFi. Those yellow eyes! She stopped breathing for a moment. She blinked, hoping what she was seeing was a figment of her imagination. No...he was still there. Outside, in the cold, the freezing cold, he was lounging back in a lounge chair, sunglasses on, an umbrella above him. As if the cold didn't phase him...and why shouldn't it? He was the one making it all happen. He felt nothing while ponies were freezing...animals might be dying...

 

Her hoof brushed over the floor and snorted angrily as she glared out of the window. His smirk told her he knew very well she could see him, and he could see her. "HOW DARE YOU!" She growled out enraged. And as fast as he appeared, he was gone. SiFi looking out of the window to see nothing but the frozen night. "He...he was...," she stammered, fearing now she would look crazy.

Edited March 24, 2012 by PeachPalette

[Aureity 3,055]

Crystal Flame watched the icy snow melt from him. Eventually he was able to move his joints slightly, although it was still freezing cold and his muscles were still stiff. As he watching the roaring flames dance, he could almost remember something. Almost, but not quite. It hung on the edge of his memory like a blanket, but he was sure he had used to spend cold winter nights doing the exact same thing, someplace...else. Oh, whatever. Stop daydreaming, it'll come to you later. He was quite content to simply stay there staring at the fireplace, but someone's call shattered his thoughts. Hmm? He's not talking to me, is he? Realizing that indeed he was, Crystal Flame reluctantly shifted off of the ground into a more polite half-standing position, although his numb muscles protested. "I'm fine, don't worry about me," he sighed. "I just got...caught up in the snowstorm like an idiot, sorry..."

 

Hoping his explanation would suffice and that he wouldn't have to explain just what he was doing outside in the snow-it owuld only make him seem pathetic-he turned his attention back to the fireplace. The train of thought he had a few moments earlier, however, was gone, and he couldn't recall it, no matter how hard he tried. Sadly shifting his attention away from the fireplace, he took the time to survey the rest of the inn. There really wasn't that much to see here, but he did take the time to glance over everyone-it was the first time he had seen the "newer group", as he called them, close up.

 

Boredom shrouded his mind, and his thoughts wandered. Finding nothing to keep him awake, sleep swlowly rose like mist to claim him, and his eyelids grew droopier by the second. He was just about to fall asleep on the floor right there and then when a loud shriek of rage interrupted him, again. He jumped in surpise, momentarily hovering by flapping his half-frozen wings reflexively, and promptly came crashing back down to the floor. Ouch! Glaring through half-open eyelids, he saw the peachish pony wildly staring out the window, and then backing down again, muttering an apology to the pony beside her. Jeez, she's nuts...

 

(Ermm...how exactly do you know Crystal Flame's name? I never mentioned it, and in fact he doesn't even know his own name yet.)

[Marcato 2,143]

Silver silently thanked Peach for taking the role of getting the soup and was more then happy to hand them out to people. Using his magic, which he had nearly perfected when it came to carrying things, he delivered the soup to each person. He walked over to the pony that just came in. "You okay? What were you doing out there still?" He asked. He dropped some of the soup putting it down. "You should be more careful. This should help warm you up." Said Silver as he put the soup down in front of him.

 

Suddenly he heard Peach yeling at some one. He turned around quickly, only to find her embarassed. He approached the window and looked outside. He didn't see anything at first, but when he looked up into the sky, he saw that Discord creature laughing maniacly. He seemed to be enjoying himself... Silver turned towards Peach. "Ignore him. He's just trying to mess with us." He told her, trying to stop her from being embarassed. (I've had just about enough of this guy.) He muttered to himself.

[Nathan Fink 22]

Him? Discord! Discord is here!? He got out of his chair quickly, pushing back on the table, almost spilling his soup and rushed to the window to look up, an expectant smile on his face. Seeing nothing but more and more snow falling, his smile faded and was replaced by a disappointed frown. "Darnit...i thought i'd finally get see him..." His head drooped as he walked back to the table. Reaching it, he climbed back into his chair and slumped onto the table, his head in his hooves, not bothering to hid his extreme disappointment.

[Electrobolt 2,069]

Electrobolt began to eat the soup as best as he could, without any form of magic to help out. From the first bit, he felt the warmth travel down from his throat into his stomach and he liked that feeling. He smiled as he began to take his second bit of soup, but then he heard Peach yell out at something, which caused his head to suddenly get dunked into his own bowl. *HOT!!! HOT!!!!!* he mentally shouted as he pulled his face out and tried to wipe the contents of the soup off of his face with his hooves.

 

After that, he looked over to Peach, seeing she was looking out of the window. Peeking out the very same window, he saw nothing. *Whatever it was... She must have scared it away...* he thought as he looked back to his bowl of soup, seeing that some of it had splashed out when his face got dunked into the bowl. *Well, I guess that's one OTHER way of warming up... Though not very effective...*

[Wolfe 71]

Brave also was curious to this "Discord" character. He rushed to the window, but only saw the falling snow and the arctic-like setting that this town has become. A serious look appeared on his face. He glanced left and right, but still could not see this Discord. Who is he?

 

He goes to the main door and opens it. Upon peeking out, his face is blasted with a bunch of snow. On top of that, a carrot is plopped from nowhere onto Brave's nose as well as two stones over where his eyes should be. Brave closes the door and turn to everypony else, wherever he thinks they are. He spits out a bit of snow.

 

Is this guy a bit goofy?

[PeachPalette 1,000]

She nodded at what Silver told her as he reassured her. Yes, it was clear he was trying to get under their skin. He was trying to weaken them. She lifted her head as a thought came to her. If he was trying to target them specifically just to mess with them...did they...pose a threat to him? If not, then why was he trying so hard to get into their heads? Why was he appearing to just them?

 

Peach's eyebrow rose questionably at SiFi's reaction of missing Discord's appearance. Her nerves slowly settled because it seemed he believed that she saw the god just seconds ago. Oh yes, that's right. A learner, she thought. Well I suppose that's better than him thinking I've gone mad.

 

The cold burst of air sent a chill up her spine as it flowed through her coat. She looked towards the door just in time to see the pony pull his face from the dead of winter. She froze again in place as her eyes seemed to stare at him for a moment, another personality taking charge now. She chuckled loudly as she fell back holding her stomach once she saw what his face now looked like. "A...a snowpony?! Hahahaa!" She couldn't help but chuckle. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," she pleaded for forgiveness for her laughter at him. "But you...he...you looked like a...snow-hahaha pony-hahahHAAA!" She continued laughing, unable to hold back. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She called out, trying desperately to stop laughing.