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Discord and Celestia are about have a chess match in Celestias bedroom. This is how Discord and Celestias relationship should be done, Celestia hating every part of him and Discord just teasing her.

Want to know what's going on? You can read the whole story here  The Simple Life Epilogue     ‘All right, an hour and a half, last one.’
     Spitfire’s eyes left the clock on the wall and traveled down to the tall glass in front of her. Filled with ice, strawberry bits, red liquid with sugar lining the rim, and a tiny green umbrella, the levitation was one she was quite familiar with. She allowed herself a grin as she leaned down and wrapped her lips around the straw. She winced, a sharp pain from her shoulder a quick reminder of what that filthy changeling had done. She looked down at right foreleg, it was wrapped in a sling and held tight against her chest. It bugged her, but she supposed it could have been worse.
     “Train will be leavin’ soon,” Soarin’ muttered in between deep swallows from a frosty mug filled with amber liquid to his own lips.
      “I know, last daiquiri,” Spitfire replied. “Promise.”
  or you can read the particular part here. By the way this is the last chapter in the 's story "The Simple Life". Good job, man.


Celestia stared with silent fury at Discord.

She had leapt out of bed at his unexpected entrance and once he had gotten a sufficient laugh out of her fright and shock, he warped out of her bed. He reappeared in the center of her bed chamber sitting in a simple chair that sat beside a small table and another empty chair.

“Leave this place,” was all she could muster after what felt like a lifetime.

“Oh Celestia, relax, I mean you no harm,” the dragonequus replied with grin. “I merely wish to talk. It’s been so long since we’ve had a decent talk.”

“I have nothing to say to you, nor do I care for anything you have to say to me. Now Leave!” Celestia ordered again.

“Still upset about Baltimare? Or about your sister not being by your side? Oh, wait,” Discord grinned maliciously, “Don’t tell me you’re still bitter about that, I mean c’mon. What was that? Twenty-five years ago?”

Celestia didn’t respond and Discord’s question was met with unfettered hatred behind her eyes.

“Oh have it your way, you big baby, but seeing as you cannot make me leave, I will leave you, but only after I say what I have to say. Savvy?”

“Then speak your piece and be gone.”

Discord waved his lion paw over the table, and instantly a chessboard appeared. Once it was in existence, he gestured for Celestia to sit across from him.

“I have no time for games Discord.”

“Oh c’mon, for old times’ sake. Besides you have to play… after all,” Discord grasped a piece from the board and held it up for Celestia to see that he held a black king piece. “I just got myself a new king!”