It’s a rainy, stormy day outside when Fluttershy hears a knock on her door. She opens it to see a rain soaked Thunderlane. “Honey, why is the rain brown?” Inquires the mare. “Is he back?”
“That’s not rain, my love,” responds Thunderlane. “It’s chocolate milk.”
“That means two specific chaotic beings are back,” gulps Fluttershy.
“Who?” Responds Thunderlane, “who is the second? I know Discord is the main one.”
“The second is mine and Discord’s daughter, the princess of Chaos, Screwball.”
“Honey,” says Thunderlane as he comes in to dry off before sitting down next to his wife, “what do you mean? When did this happen? You can tell me. I won’t be mad. I just want to understand.”
“Fine,” sighs Fluttershy, “Discord and I started forming a bond when I was tasked with reforming him years ago and we had a child, a daughter that ended up with his chaotic powers.” She stops as she hears the door fly open with a whoosh. Discord and Screwball soon enter the premises. Flittersoft hears the noise and ducks behind her mother’s wing to hide.
“Mom…who…who are they?” Says the filly terrified, absolutely shaking and trembling, cowering behind her mother.
“My ex and your sister,” responds Fluttershy, “the King and Princess of Chaos: Discord and Screwball.” Discord slinks towards Fluttershy in a snakelike motion before wrapping himself around her in a hug.
“Oh, hello honey! My love! My Fluttershy!” Squeals Discord like a school foal with a nasally cold.
“Hello, Discord,” responds Fluttershy softly and politely.
“Nothing’s changed since I last saw you,” says Discord as he comes to the front of her and runs his claw through her mane.
“Yes, it has, Discord,” responds Fluttershy softly and calmly, “I have a family now. I have a husband and a daughter.”
“Yes, that’s me and Screwball, remember?” Says Discord.
“And you were, but now my husband is Thunderlane,” she lets Discord down as softly and sweetly as she knows how, “and Flittersoft is our Screwball’s sister.”
“But don’t you still love me?” Asks Discord, his lip now quivering as he grasps his goatee and nervously runs his paw and his claw through it.
“Yes, but I had to move on,” responds Fluttershy, “And I hope you can too.”
“I have,” responds Discord, “I have to some degree. I’m married to Celestia now. We have two foals: Shifter and Sol who have my powers and I’ve adopted Starburst, her firstborn daughter as my own. Sweet filly but she has Sombra’s powers. She’s an unruly little thing.”
“No different than Screwball was for us,” Fluttershy reminds him with a smile and a look.
“Ha. Fair!” Responds Discord with a laugh. Screwball finally peeps up.
“Mom…can…can I meet my sister already, please?!” Inquires the impatient mare.
“Sure,” nods Fluttershy. She nudges Flittersoft forward with a smile. “It’s okay. She’s not going to hurt you.” She reassured her daughter with that same understanding smile. Flittersoft steps forward and finally speaks.
“Hi,” whispers the filly, “it’s nice to finally meet you.”
“You too!” Squeals the bouncing chaotic pink mare. At this, a terrified Flittersoft rushes hurriedly back under her mother’s wing.
“Screwball, you scared your sister,” responds Fluttershy. “Do please apologize.” The mare bows her head and comes towards her mom and sister. Flittersoft peeps out of Fluttershy’s wing.
“I…I’m sorry for scaring you, I was just so excited,” says Screwball to Flittersoft. “I’ve never had a sister before. This is exciting and new for me.”
“It’s fine, I forgive you, I understand,” responds Flittersoft quietly. “It’s nice to have a big sister.”
“And it’s nice to have a sister, period,” giggles Screwball. She closes her eyes and opens them again having now formed a cotton candy cone in her hooves. She hands it to Flittersoft. Flittersoft begins to nibble on the sweet pink sugar fluff. With a single word Screwball stops the chocolate rain outside the window too and brings it flying into a glass jug on the counter. She turns to Fluttershy. “I want to make this work, mom. I really and truly do. I’m going to do my hardest to make this work.”
“I know, baby,” says Fluttershy as she runs her hooves through Screwball’s white and purple curls. “I know.” With that, Discord leaves and returns to Canterlot while Screwball remains behind. She wants to spend a little more time getting to know her sister after all.
Once left alone, Fluttershy leads the fillies into the kitchen as Thunderlane returns to work. The mare soon returns with a glass of tea for herself and two cups of juice for the sisters. Screwball disgusted uses her magic to turn her juice to chocolate milk. “Some things never change,” giggles Fluttershy as she busts a smile.
“I never really cared for juice of any kind,” responds Screwball with a smile. “Chocolate milk has always been my favorite.”
“Yeah, I remember,” sighs Fluttershy, “sorry about that.”
“It’s fine, mom, it’s no biggy thanks to my magic, you know that,” responds Screwball with a laugh. The loud bursting laugh sends funfetti and confetti and other things throughout the house.
“Screwball! Dang it! Not again!” Screams an irritated Fluttershy.
“Sorry, mom, I’ll clean it up.” The mare does so with a clap of her hooves. A scared Flittersoft quivers and shakes in fear under the table. What her sister just did honestly terrified her. It was so sudden, so loud, so uncalled for-just like the visit itself in the gray filly’s own humble opinion. Fluttershy begins searching around the kitchen for her daughter after noticing she’s disappeared. She soon looks underneath the table.
“Flittersoft, honey, what are you doing under there?” Asks Fluttershy softly as she takes the filly in her hooves and lifts her back up. She slinks back under Fluttershy’s wing.
“Sister is scary,” the filly manages to finally say. “She’s insane, mom. Crazy. Unpredictable. Why is she still here?”
“Because she wants to get to know you, and I want you to try to get to know her, too,” responds Fluttershy in a calming voice. “Please just try.”
“I’m done trying,” responds Flittersoft stubbornly. “She’s terrifying.” The filly folds her hooves and flies down the hall to her room where she locks herself inside after slamming the door with a thud. Fluttershy flies down the hall after her and sits down outside her daughter’s door where she’s soon joined by Screwball.
“Mom?” Says Screwball worried. “Did I do something wrong?”
“You scared your sister, now she’s not coming out and I don’t know what to do,” cries Fluttershy, her head buried in her hooves, draped over by her long pink locks.
“Well, I didn’t mean to scare her, I’m just so excited to have a sister, when I’m excited my powers go all loosey goosey. I can’t help that.”
“I know,” responds Fluttershy. “Just give her time to warm up to you. She will. With time. I hope.”
With this, Fluttershy hugs Screwball and tries to comfort her other upset daughter. Being a mother of two total polar opposite daughters is turning out to be more difficult than she could’ve ever imagined. Now, she just hopes that she can find some way to make it work.