Living Nightmare

by fluttercordlover232


Chapter 7

Discord felt like he'd been sitting there for days, when in reality it had only been an hour. The longer he waited, the more anxious he got that something was really wrong…

He used his magic to make a magazine that somepony was reading sprout wings and fly around the waiting room in an effort to pass time. Just as he had thought, it was entertaining to watch the pony scramble around the room to try and get it back. He laughed at the mare's growing frustration and laughed even harder at the look she was giving him. His laughter started to die down when he heard a door open and all of his inner panic went away in an instant when he saw Fluttershy coming out the same door she had first entered through. Discord immediately snapped his claws, making the magazine fall from the air and land on the pony's head.

Fluttershy went up to the receptionist mare to pay the bill from her visit. Discord flashed in front her and Fluttershy stepped back in surprise. He picked her up in a big hug.

"Fluttershy darling! You were in there for so long I was starting to get worried. Is everything all right? What did they say?" Discord threw the questions at her.

"Discord, I was only in there for an hour."

"It didn't feel like that to me"

Fluttershy looked back at the receptionist mare, who was giving her an expectant look.

"Umm Discord...could you put me back down please? I still need to pay..." Fluttershy said.

"I'll take care of it." Discord said without putting her down. He turned to look at the receptionist mare. "How much?"

"100 bits." She said impatiently.

Discord snapped his tail and a pouch full of bits floated to her and landed on the counter. She looked at it skeptically, after deciding it wasn't a trick, grabbed the pouch with her hooves and brought it to her.


Discord teleported them both back to the doorstep of Fluttershy's cottage.

"What did he tell you? Will the nightmares be gone for good? How long before you make a full recovery? You will recover, right? You’re not dying are you?!” Discord bombarded her with questions as they walked in. Fluttershy put her hoof on his mouth to make him stop talking.

"I'm fine Discord, I'm not dying! He just said my nightmares and insomnia are... just from stress. Dr. Rubix gave me some stress relievers and sleeping pills. He also gave me some books on ways I can manage my stress. That's all." Fluttershy took her hoof away from Discord's lips.

At least that's partially true..

He didn't seem satisfied with that answer. "Really? Because your nightmares do not seem to be 'just stress' to me." He narrowed his eyes at her.

Fluttershy shrugged. "Well, he is the doctor. I should be fine now since I have this medicine. You don't need to stay the night with me anymore, Discord."

Discord frowned. "But I liked snuggling with you...and feeling like I had to protect you..." He pouted.

"I liked it too, but I'll be fine on my own now I promise." Fluttershy told him.

He sighed. "Alright, but I will cast a spell that will alert me to any discomfort you may be having during the night. Deal?"

Fluttershy blushed at the concern he was showing over her.

"Deal."