//------------------------------// // Uh-Oh // Story: Ask Discorded Scootaloo // by Discorded SheepcityUSA //------------------------------// Discorded Scootaloo had originally planned on trying to stay out of bed, but after seeing how her body had changed all of sudden, she quickly darted back to the bed and threw the covers over herself. “W-What in the shit happened to me?!” She screamed. At that moment, Motherly Scootaloo entered the room, apparently hearing the yelling. “Scootaloo, what’s with the screaming?! Are you alright?!” Motherly asked the lump under the blankets. “N-No I’m not alright! J-Just leave me alone!” Discorded Scootaloo yelled with a very noticeable voice crack. “C’mon. Whatever’s wrong with you, you can tell me. Just come out of there.” Motherly Scootaloo said. “No! I’m not coming out!” she yelled with another voice crack. Motherly Scootaloo was starting to have growing suspicions when she heard Dissy’s voice changing. “…Did something happen to your voice? It sounds kind of different.” Motherly asked. Discorded Scootaloo sighed in defeat. There was no way she was going to stop prying unless she came out. “…If I come out, do you promise not to laugh?” Discorded Scootaloo asked. “I swear on my life I will NOT laugh.” Motherly insisted. “…Alright. I’m coming out.” Discorded Scootaloo said as she crawled out from under the blankets, showing Motherly Scootaloo her teenage body. Her eyes had been bloodshot, obviously from crying, and she had an ever-present frown. Motherly Scootaloo’s mouth fell open and she stared blankly at her other self’s new form. “…Sandy! We’ve got a problem!” Motherly Scootaloo yelled to the other room. Motherly Scootaloo had sat Discorded Scootaloo down on the couch in the living room so she could calm down. The now-a-young-mare’s nerves were extremely shot, as she had been shaking and holding onto her hind legs in front of her. “Scootaloo, calm down. Just tell us how this happened.” Sandy said. “I-I don’t know! I just woke up and now I’m suddenly a teenager! Why does this crap always happen to ME?!” Discorded Scootaloo wailed. Motherly Scootaloo repeatedly patted Discorded Scootaloo’s back. “Look, I can see that this is kind of a shock for you, but is this really that bad? I mean, you look pretty cute at this age.” Motherly Scootaloo reassured. “No I’m not! I’m worse than before! Not only am I completely useless, now I’m a freak!” Discorded Scootaloo cried while constantly shaking her head. “Freak? Scootaloo, have you actually taken a minute to get a good look at yourself? You look really pretty. Take a look in the mirror.” Sandy said, pulling Discorded Scootaloo up and setting her in front of a full-size mirror. After a few seconds of looking at her new body, Discorded Scootaloo was sort of at a loss for words. “…Uhhh. I don’t know how to feel about this. I figured I’d look sexier as a teenager but…damn.” Discorded Scootaloo said with a blush on her face. To discorded scootaloo: Wow puberty hit you like a sack of bricks! “…How am I supposed to interpret that?” Discorded Scootaloo asked. To Discorded Scootaloo: I think I know how you became a teenager. You know how the Doctor is a pegasus? He was originally an Earth pony, but was changed when his body was trying to acclimate to your universe. Yours did the same, tried to acclimate to the universe, but turned you into a teenager, because this universe already has a Scootaloo, so it's trying to turn you into this dimension's Scootaloo. “Ugggh. Time travel logic hurts my brain!” Discorded Scootaloo said as she held onto her head. And at that second, Discorded Scootaloo came to a horrifying conclusion. “Hold on…if this dimension is trying to make me more like you…d-does t-that mean…” Discorded Scootaloo’s eyes darted frantically between Motherly Scootaloo and Lightning Blitz, who had been watching from the ground with a look of confusion and non-comprehending. Discorded Scootaloo’s ears flung back and her pupils dilated. “Oh Celestia help me…” Discorded Scootaloo mumbled. Realizing what she was thinking, Motherly Scootaloo flinched. “Don’t panic! We don’t know for sure if you’re pregnant or not!” Sandy said “Time travel may be able to do this to you but I seriously doubt it can affect you like that! There’s no need to go nuts just yet!” Motherly Scootaloo shouted. Discorded Scootaloo had no clue what to think of the situation, and it was freaking her out on massive levels, and she was starting to tear up. “I-I just need to get out for a while. Need to clear my head. I’ll be back in about an hour. Don’t wait up on me.” Discorded Scootaloo said as she trotted out the door before either ponies could stop her. “It’s always something with this filly. She’s had such a hard life and then THIS drops on her. Poor girl.” Sandy sighed. Motherly nodded in quiet agreement. She was doing her best to keep her other self relaxed, but doing so would be more and more difficult given the current development. ‘…Maybe if I do something really nice for her, she could learn to act happier and open up more. Something that could get her to actually smile once in a blue moon. Get her mind off of everything that’s happened.’ Motherly Scootaloo thought. “…Hey Sandy? How much are scooters nowadays?” Motherly Scootaloo asked. Discorded Scootaloo had sat herself against a tree and looked emotionlessly at the sky. She wasn’t crying, she didn’t look sad or angry. Her face was just full of nothingness. “Never thought I’d see the day that I ran out of tears…fantastic.” She said with no voice behind any of it. To Discorded Scootaloo: When did you first start seeing us bubbles. “…I saw these things in happier times. It’s Applebloom’s fault. She somehow caused these things to appear everywhere, and after I was captured, they imprinted on me specifically. I don’t know why, nor do I care. I just want to be left alone for a while.” Your now a teenager Scoots, and so am I(14 years old actually). Now your in the matured state, what will you do now? “…I don’t have all the answers.” She said, lowering her head. Dissy, (Yeah, I called you that) I'd give up on flying if offered flight camp.. Trust me, I know. If you do have to go, then DO. NOT. FAIL. I tell you this for your own safety. Also, if you get a scooter, how bout burning the doll in a bonfire? For fun? “Stop. Just stop with the crap about Lil’ Scoots. You’re making fools out of yourselves. Secondly, do you even know how the Pegasi system works? Anyone summoned to flight camp is required to attend or be forced into a life of quiet resentment by everypony…not that that’d be any different than now.” Discorded Scootaloo said sadly. To Discorded Scootaloo: I think many of us if not all of us understand that you have more reason than most to hate Sweetie, Rainbow, Bloom & every pony else; but really, Scoots, you shouldn't erase the possibility that Discord toyed with their minds, making them forget you. You're in a new universe now, you can have a fresh start. Why not forgive your friends and let the wounds heal over? You'll feel better if you have somepony you know to pass the time with. Discorded Scootaloo scowled. “You wouldn’t know anything about that. While it is in the realm of possibility that all of this could be Discord’s fault, and I’ve come across as just a completely selfish asshole, my brain is telling me otherwise. Even before all this, nopony paid me much attention, but you wouldn’t know the pain of feeling alone and unloved would you? That kind of pain doesn’t just go away.” To answer D. Scootaloo's question: I'll be honest with ya: A lot of people wouldn't care about you if you were another pony whom we didn't know. Me? I'd still care. Because NOPONY deserves all the things that have happening to you. And really, I think that you're already somepony we don't know anymore. You've been through so much, and I doubt the old Scootaloo is ever coming back. But I still care, and want you to be happy...no matter who you are. To DS i wouldn't get rid of them cause i mean yea there is the occasional asshole out there but think about it if we hadn't of popped up you would still be in that accursed coop with discord constantly tormenting you but now you have friends who care about you and are trying to help heal you “Oh yes. Thanks for answering my request. What I do have to say in response to these, is to not lose hope in your hero. You look up to that filly with all your heart, but think whatever you will about what I am now. Even then, you say that nopony deserved Discord’s torment.” To Discorded Scotaloo: Of course we'd care! I mean, it's just in basic sentient instinct to help some who's hurt. Well... most sentient species... but we're one of them! Like it or not, you're still psycogically damaged, and we're here to help you. Not the Pegasus that was there before, but you. Look, we're just a couple of peo-ponies that want( well... most of us) to help you out. Even if the original filly some how ended up fine, but you didn't, we'd still try to help you. “I don’t exactly know what any of you are, but you say that I am still a living being that has feelings like everypony else and doesn’t deserve what happened to me. That’s slightly reassuring.” I would care because nopony and i mean NOPONY should be discords plaything even if we didnt know who you were we would try and help to make you happy because you ARE important never let anypony tell you differently like The Doctor once said “In 900 years of time and space, I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important” but you can let all the insults and things that hurt get you you because “Letting it get to you. You know what that’s called? Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now is all that counts.” Discorded Scootaloo remembered how The Doctor had been when she first met him. In the end, he didn’t turn out to be that bad, but he was still for the most part, a grey, cowardly, madpony in a box with a deep hatred for a former friend of his. “…We are talking about the same Doctor right?” She asked. To Discorded Scootaloo: I'm gonna be completely honest to you right now. If you weren't the Scootaloo from before but your own pony, I would still want to help, just not as much. But that's just it. I'd still care that some random pony was being tortured and treated like crap from a messed up Science Experiment because it's still wrong. Also, sorry if any of my questions may have made you upset...That is...if you can even tell what questions belong to one pony or another...Oh, I know! I'll leave some kinda sign-off, nickname...Thing! (That is, if that's allowed) Best a luck! -Z To discorded scoots: well, if you were not scootaloo before then who would you be? you have the memories of the fun times you had crusading, you have the colours and the (albeit broken) personality, and your still flippin' cute! and no filly, or young mare as of recently, should have to go through such turmoil, I don't know about the rest of these text blocks but this one was, is and will be with you from the very start! (P.S. watch out for that doll, it looks dodgy!) “...If I was still the filly I had been before, I would’ve been proud to have beings like some of you as friends…It really is too bad you’re only words” Discorded Scootaloo said with a few tears rolling from her eyes. It was all coming back to hit her. She only had two ACTUAL friends now, and one of them was just herself! She started to let out her newly formed tears and wailed continuously. “I-I only have this world’s Scootaloo, and these bubbles to confide in. I just feel so alone and scared. And to top it all off, this universe could’ve made me pregnant! I’m not ready for that!” Discorded Scootaloo yelled. Suddenly, she heard somepony trotting up to the tree and stop a few feet in front of her, It’s shadow looming over her. “Hey uhh…why are you crying?” the voice said. It sounded like a colt, but it was unfamiliar to Scootaloo. She looked up and saw the last pony she had expected to see. A light-blue Pegasus colt with a brown mane that hung in his face, and a red cap on his head. The same pony in the picture that Motherly Scootaloo had shown her. Rain Catcher. Lightning Blitz’s dad.