Worst Chaos in Equestria
Zecora grunted and grumbled a bit as she made her way through the Everfree Forest. It had become more difficult than usual to navigate through the woods that were her normally quiet, solitary home, ever since a couple of nights.
For some reason, plants grew without stop everywhere, and just when Zecora thought she had them controlled, they went and did crazy antics before withering away, but not for long. As soon as plants and bizarre appearances in the land vanished, newer, more annoying ones went and replaced them.
Currently, she had to tread carefully over ground that continued to change in texture. A few seconds ago it had been soggy and swamp-like, before it turned back to its solid composition. Then the animals began to protest and let out annoyed reactions that nearly put her in danger.
She quickly pulled back as a snake hissed angrily at her. She sighed and gave it a sympathetic look. “I agree, my friend; I too long for a break.” She looked back at the path she had crossed with a frown. “I really do wonder how much of this we are to take.”
The snake shook its tail quickly with an indignant look as it slithered in the tree.
Zecora looked up, but still could see nothing unusual in the darkness. “Just when this interference has worn the entire forest to the bone, the force is gone and has not made its presence known. What a problem...”
Fog covered the ground, making it even harder to walk and not trip with the obstacles. Everywhere that Zecora turned to she could see the elements of the forest as they they all had a mind of their own. What surprised her the most was how quickly everything changed and then vanished; either withered away or just vanished into thin air.
The zebra finally stopped when she reached what appeared the source of all the disaster... A clearing that had nearly been upside-down with odd and bizarre creations and occurrences. It all seemed familiar in a way that she could not identify, but annoyed her nonetheless.
“Very well, this is where the situation seems most tough.” She looked around to try to locate any creature that might be responsible for the magic. “Do you not think, my reserved visitor, that we have had enough?”
When she received no answer, Zecora decided to walk closer to the abandoned objects and magic plants. She nudged one, but then jumped as it came to life and started dancing before her. In her surprise, she quickly muttered something in her native language.
Miseria’s ears perked up when she heard the music that the slithering tree had produced. She turned to the side and spotted Miseria as she gave her creations an odd and unamused look.
Zecora looked up at the silhouette that cautiously approached her. “I take it you are responsible for all this magic chaos and disorder?”
Bats of glittering colors flew out to greet her, laughing at her as she tried to get away. “Of course, what did you think? What, are you not satisfied with this performance?”
“I must say I am not. I would like to meet you and speak of this on the spot. If you...” She trailed off when she saw Miseria’s silhouette as it walked right before her.
Miseria appeared before her in her adolescent form. She seemed surprised, yet excited to see her. She let out a gasp and a big smile. “A visitor!”
Zecora glanced at her before she started to back away. “...You appear to be--”
Miseria immediately gave a step forward and then teleported beside Zecora. “Wait! What’s your rush? What’s your hurry?” She let out a relieved sigh and held her chest with her hoof. “You gave me such a fright--I thought you were a ghost!”
She led Zecora to a table that she appeared with a tap of her hoof. Her stretched hoof invited the zebra to take a seat on the colorful plastic chair that sprouted from the ground. “Half a minute, can’t you sit? Sit you down--SIT!”
When Zecora refused to sit down, Miseria flicked her hoof and pushed her down with her magic, making some of the licorice roots on the ground hold her in her seat.
“All I meant is that I haven’t seen a visitor for days!” Miseria quickly turned around and laid in the air to eye Zecora curiously. “Did you come here for a show, friend? Do forgive me if my head’s a little vague--”
Zecora grimaced and shuddered as a few unpleasant insects emerged from the chocolate milkshake that Miseria was about to offer her.
“Ugh! What was that? But you’d think I have the plague.” Miseria shooed the insects away before she held one that turned into sugar cubes in her hoof. “From the way that people, keep avoiding--no you don’t!”
She looked up just as Zecora nearly escaped from her seat and made her way to the trees. She tapped her hoof and made the branches of the trees wrap around her. She looked at her apologetically once she teleported beside the branches.
“Do release me, you--”
“Luna knows I try, friend.” Miseria showed her the empty clearing that held nothing but her discarded creations. “But there’s no one comes in even to critique.”
She smiled eagerly at Zecora and leaned closer to her. “Right you are, friend, would you like to take a peek?” She stepped back in the air as she awaited Zecora’s answer.
Zecora shook her head and gave her a small smile as she pulled away from the branches. “I do believe I would not, but I appreciate the gesture that you--”
Miseria sighed and dropped her on the ground while she made clouds appear over the unamused zebra and rain popcorn above her. “Mind you, I can hardly blame them...”
She pointed to the popcorn rain that quickly turned into dust bunnies, which in turn flickered with light before they went out seconds later. She also showed her the twisted, altered ground that tried its best to snare its way down the forest. “This is probably the worst chaos in Equestria...”
Zecora looked around, then gasped with realization. “So it is chaos that you have practiced here? It makes sense, animals will not even come--”
“I know why nopony cares to take it--I should know! I make it! But good? No!” Miseria walked forward and gave her creations a sad look. “The worst chaos in Equestria...” She looked up in thought. “Even that’s polite--the worst chaos in Equestria...”
Zecora blinked and looked at the purple and blue muffins that appeared before her. Despite their odd color, they actually seemed quite delectable and edible.
“If you doubt it, take a bite!” She turned around to watch Zecora bite the blue muffin that suddenly turned into simple, insipid frosting that dripped off in the air. She smiled a little when she watched her gag and nearly spit the muffin out. “Is that just disgusting? You have to concede it! It’s nothing, but frosting--”
She waved her hoof and levitated a glass of pumpkin juice in the air to offer it to Zecora. “Here, drink this, you’ll need it. The worst chaos in Equestria...”
Zecora gave the juice a cautious sip, then shuddered slightly when she found that the pumpkin juice was sour-flavored. “Oh, dear, what is this...?!”
Miseria smiled as she set her hooves on the ground to turn it into sand. “And no wonder, with those boring rules! What it is, when you get it--” She started molding and shaping some of the sand into the form of the Elements of Harmony bearers. “Never, thought I’d live to see the day--”
Her horn glowed as she moved some more of the sand into the princesses’ form. “Folks would think it was pure joy! Finding poor magic tools--what they’re starting to annoy!”
She moved beside Zecora and showed her a vision of Celestia while she greeted the citizens of Canterlot from the palace’s balcony. “Princess Celestia has a kingdom. Does her business but I notice something weird...”
Zecora raised an eyebrow as Miseria wrapped her hoof around her shoulders and altered the vision into Celestia standing on the balcony above the empty city. She tried to scoot away when the strange alicorn-like creature leaned closer to whisper to her.
“...Lately all her little ponies disappeared!” She blew on her hoof and made a cupcake appear on a silver plate, which she offered to Zecora. “Have to hand it to her, what I call... enterprise--popping ponies into pies.” She glanced forward, at no place in particular, with a mischievous smirk, then winked.
Zecora gasped and grimaced again when she heard Miseria’s last statement. She immediately moved away from the cupcake before it dissolved into colorful, bouncing frogs.
Miseria turned her around with a solemn face. “Wouldn’t do in my place. Just the thought of it’s enough to make you sick!” She smiled and nudged her forward as they both slid down a caramel slide that plunged them into vanilla pudding.
Zecora shook her head quickly as Miseria slid out of the pudding and leaned on the grass.
“But I’m telling you, those ponies sure are quick...”
“You are not making any sense. No matter how hard I try, I cannot to seem to get anything other than--”
Miseria brightened up when she turned around to face Zecora. “No denying times are bad, friend. Even badder than the worst chaos in Equestria...” She looked up at some of the trees that began to dance together, spreading their sharp leaves everywhere with each step that they took. “Nothing positive to add--”
She pointed at the scrawny trees with a grimace. "Is that just revolting? All splintery, and gritty.”
She glanced aside at a glass figure that resembled the shape of a phoenix. It was perched on the branch of another tree, but wobbled as it tried to peck the trunk. “It looks like it’s melting, and sounds like--”
Both Zecora and Miseria were suddenly startled by the melting glass bird’s ear-piercing screech that it had attempted to pass for a song.
Miseria fidgeted with her hooves nervously as she approached the bird. “Well, pity...” She distracted Zecora long enough to zap the bird with her tail and make it disappear into sticky glass pieces.
Zecora looked back at Miseria with a worried look. “If you were to change the direction of your art, I am sure that the result and satisfaction wouldn’t be quite hard--”
Miseria shook her head and looked down at Zecora while she motioned to herself. “A filly alone... With limited wind...”
She pointed to the clearing that was full of her magic influence. “And the worst chaos in Equestria....!”
Zecora frowned a bit. “I do not believe you have told me your--oof!” She grunted as Miseria pulled her up to hold her against her.
“Aye, friend... Times are hard... Times are hard~!” She held Zecora for a few seconds before she dropped her again.
She held her head and gave Miseria a look. “I do not know since when your chaos began... But don’t you think that all this is a bit far-fetched plan?”
Miseria frowned a bit as she tried to make sense of Zecora’s words. “Wait, what do you--”
Zecora stepped past Miseria as she continued to scold her. “I am not sure if this does ring a bell, but have you not learned that Chaos will not end well?” She pointed above her with her hoof, at the strong barrier that still surrounded the forest. “That said, do go on home, my dear, and end this vicious spell.”
Miseria glanced up at her barrier for a second. “Oh, you noticed. Huh. Weird, you’re not even a unicorn.”
Zecora sighed. “I am one versed in knowledge and the wise. I have learned my own deal of magic experience after so many trials and tries.”
“Hm. Okay, that’s interesting and all, but--hey, wait a second.” She looked at Zecora again. “Um... Could you explain to me how it is that you’re actually here? Like... In this place here. The forest is supposed to be--”
“Off limits to the outside folk?” Zecora smiled at the puzzled Miseria. “But that doesn’t seem to be all that Experience has spoke.”
Zecora looked at the trees around them. “You see, I seldom leave my beloved woodlands home. It is only on occasion, and to the very close Ponyville to which I these days roam.”
“Ohhh, now I get it! You were already inside when I cast the spell around the forest!” Miseria smiled and clopped her hoof down on the ground as she figured out Zecora’s explanation.
Zecora raised an eyebrow with another unamused look. “And some powerful spell it was you cast. You have left the folk both in and out aghast.”
“Oh, that’s flattering! So they noticed my little spell. You know, it took nothing to do...” Miseria blushed a bit and rubbed her hoof against her chest.
Zecora sighed and tried to walk forward. She looked up as Miseria floated before her. “I attempt to get back home.”
“You haven’t told me your name yet! It’s been a few days since I had some company. I’m growing terribly bored. Oh, don’t tell me you’re no fun at all...”
“Well... Zecora is my name. I do not originally come from here, but it is all the same, for the ponies that I have met have definitely grown fond and acceptant of me ever since to this place I first came. I am glad that my person and customs are receiving now a much positive fame.”
Miseria raised an eyebrow as she stared at Zecora while she spoke. “...You’re weird, you know.”
“That comment is to me of no surprise.” She chuckled and looked up at Miseria. “I can see you are new here; you’ll soon learn to look at this place with new eyes. Nothing is as it appears, but soon everyone conquers those fears.”
“And, you’re not making any sense! How am I supposed to understand--”
“You are quite an impatient one, for somepony with such a divine look.”
Miseria smiled. “Oh, you think I’m divine? You sure know how to flatter someone!”
“I do not judge the cover of a book.” Zecora glanced aside a bit worriedly. “But I must be on my way soon, young one. I am afraid that--”
“What?! But we’re just starting! I told you, I’m bored and you’ve visited me! You didn’t think I’d let you go so easily, now, did you?” Miseria sat on the air and giggled while she looked down at Zecora.
“I am sorry, I do not have time for games. Perhaps another time you can--”
Miseria immediately stopped as she heard her name called out across the forest. She recognized the voice too well. “Oh, that’s... That’s...!”
Zecora backed away as she watched. “This does not seem--”
“That’s brother! Oh, he finally came to visit! He sure took his time!” Miseria giggled and landed on the ground while a vanity dresser appeared in front of her.
“And what will you do now?”
“Look my best, of course. What else? Brother’s here, I have to make sure he finds the best of me. And my chaos, of course.”
“Yep!” She looked aside as her name was called out again. “Coming, brother~” She glanced at the zebra while she powdered her nose. “Sorry, Zecora, but... The one I really wanted to see is finally here. So, I guess we’ll have to save your rhymey wimey for another time, okay? Do stay out of our way when we’re out having fun. See you later!”
“Wait, but you never told me--” Zecora shielded her eyes with her hoof as Miseria vanished in bright light. “...Oh, why do I even bother...” She walked away from the abandoned clearing while wondering about the strange, mismatched creature. “Hmm... At least she will probably be no problem when she finds her brother...”