What happened next was a blur to Sandbar, as he suddenly found himself on the receiving end of a chaotic cavity search. Discord assertively yanking the unprepared stallion forward, as he began an invasive examination of the uncooperative equine in his own unpredictable way. A flurry of motion overtaking Sandbar’s senses, as no sooner had his stomach lurched from the unexpected inertia of the sudden movement, did the draconequus begin his search for his student’s elusive project.

The sensation sickening to the disorientated stallion, as he found himself ensnared in the winds of a tumultuous magic, that filled the air with soft crackles. The disordered deity’s will becoming real, as without a word Discord unleashed his power on the pony who had dared to delay his manic machinations. Like all things involving the god though, this little look at Sandbar’s insides took the form of a jumbled stream of consciousness, that bemused the anarchic avatar of lawlessness. His hands tightening around the stallion’s waist, before with a pop he cleanly parted the pony as though he was little more than a Russian nesting doll. This process repeating several times in the space of only a few seconds, as Discord eroded the equine’s exterior layers in search of a possible pellet in the pony’s core.

No gradable hairball manifesting though, causing the draconequus to furrow his brow, as he shifted strategies. His firm fingers wrapping around Sandbar’s snout, and with a brisk pinch pulled the pony’s nose upwards, as he forced the stallion’s mouth open. Discords eye than illuminating like a torch, as he took a gander down the gape of the gasping gullet, but yet again he failed to sight what he so sought. An annoyance clearly building within the heavy-handed assistant headmare, as all the reluctant Sandbar had to do was hock up a prismatic pellet like his much more complainant peers. The task not difficult for the stallion to fulfil, as all Sandbar had to do was pass the oily bolas of ex-equine that supposedly sat in his stomach.

The frustrated lord’s patience already frayed with the dawdling pony in his grasp, as it became increasingly clear that he was fibbing about having something markable marinating in his middle. Discord letting out a grumpy grumble, as he casually shoved his lion’s paw down Sandbar’s suddenly overloaded oesophagus, allowing him to search the stomach the old-fashioned way. The action causing the equine sheathed around his arm like a glove to gag violently, as Sandbar’s core cramped around the intruding limb with a painful heave. Discord blatantly being needlessly rough as he rooted around in pursuit of the misplaced pellet, but try as he might the technicolour ball of bones and fur failed to materialize.

“Leave Sandbar alone,” huffed Yona, as it became clear things were going too far, prompting her to defend her violated friend. The yak letting out a threatening snort at the end of her curt sentence, as though she knew there was little she could do against the god, that was not an excuse not to be brave.

“Yeah! It's just a dumb project! Cool it!!” snapped Smolder, as she backed up her bovine friend, as both reacted to the untenable treatment their classmate was being subjected to. Gallus glad he was not the one on the receiving end of his teacher’s ire, causing him to instinctively rub his throat at the uncomfortable situation playing out. The uncomfortable cringe creeping across his face prompting him to peep up as well, because it was quite clear that Discord was done being gentle with the stallion he was currently sifting through. Gallus opening his beak, before he felt his claws trace over a turgid bulge resting neatly near the base of his neck. The griffon going wide-eyed in surprise, as it took him a moment to properly process that he still had something contained in his crop, and though he was not positive of what it was, he had a gut feeling that it would be more than enough to get his friend out of hot water…

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Discord gets a bit rough with Sandbar in an attempt to find the prismatic pellet the pony is for some reason reluctant to give him for grading. The treatment getting a bit rough, prompting his friends to try and step in, only for Gallus to realize he might have something to bail out his classmate contained in his crop...

Part fifty-three of my Collab with Mrleft ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Mr-dot-Left09 ). The other parts can be found here:

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