As months passed by, Screwball's magic grew weaker... Though she never told Mothball about it. She began avoiding the Everfree forest because her magic cannot save her. Mothball asked, but Screwball didn't want a baby shower. Later that afternoon, Dinky had invited Screwball for a picnic in a nearby meadow.
"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Dinky said.
"Yes, I'm glad we can spend some time together. You are working at Sugarcube Corner now."
"So, how's it with you and Mothball? You know, other than the new foal and all."
"We're doing good, what about you and Cinnamon Stick?"
"We are going on a date tonight, Cinnamon said it was going to be very special."
As they were eating, Screwball felt a sharp pain in her belly.
"Screwy, is something wrong?" Dinky said, worried.
"Get Mothball."
Dinky knew what was happening, but why? It had only been 9 months; the foal wasn't due until 12 months. She did as told and ran as fast as she could. Mothy rushed Screwy to the hospital. Dinky's ears perked up as she heard a scream, then the new filly was born. She was dark, with changeling wings, along with purple hair, with streaks of blue.
"What should we name her?" Mothball said.
"What about... Ophelia?"
"It's perfect."
But then, a small bottle appeared in Ophelia's hooves. The two looked surprised. Screwball smiled.
"She must have magic." Screwball said and smiled.
A doctor walked out of a room and approached Dinky.
"How is she?" Dinky asked, worried.
"She gave birth to a healthy filly and are both doing just fine."
"Really? That's great!"
"You can go see the filly, she's in the nursery."
Dinky smiled and walked over to the nursery window. Mothball was already there, while Screwball was resting.
"Congratulations Mothball; where is she?" Dinky said.
Mothball smiled and pointed.
"Her name is Ophelia."
"Oh. That's a nice name."
Mothball smiled. And went to check on Screwball, whose magic was starting to come back.
"So, how are you doing?" Mothball said.
"I'm fine, my magic is beginning to come back."
"Huh?"
"Well, I just couldn't use my magic before, that's all..."
"Screwy, you need to tell me these things. I'm your husband."
The next day, Screwball and Mothball went to go see Discord, and Fluttershy to tell them of the newest member. They knocked on the door and a smile formed on Fluttershy and Discord's face as they opened the door.
"Say hello to the newest member, Ophelia!" Screwball said.
"Aww, she's so cute!" Fluttershy said.
Mothball gently set Ophelia on the couch as they walked inside.
"Where's Zany?" Screwball said.
"He's in his room. " Fluttershy said.
"Zany! Could you come down here please?" Discord said.
"Yes?" Zany said as he walked downstairs.
"Come meet your new niece," Fluttershy said.
Zany was 2 years older than Ophelia. The two looked at each other, curiously. Ophelia made a small cloud, that rained chocolate milk over Zany's head. Ophelia giggled.
"Hey!" Zany said.
Screwball made the cloud disappear.
"She has magic?" Discord said.
Screwball and Mothball nodded. Discord grew more excited. Zany also realized that he would have another creature with magic his age, to play with.