Scoots (DS), Lets just say you happen to find somepony you hate in an alley, what would happen?
Discorded Scootaloo continued to stare blankly at the colt that stood before her, who returned the favor with his own confused expression.
“You hear me? I asked what you were crying about.” Rain Catcher said again.
It took several moments for Discorded Scootaloo’s brain to think of a reaction. Of course being the easily angered, cynical pony she was, she did the only logical thing that any other mentally tortured pony would do when faced with the asshole ex-coltfriend of an alternate version of herself.
She wiped her eyes.
Got to her hooves.
And punched him dead in the face.
Now Rain Catcher was now on the ground with a hoof holding his now bloody muzzle, and looking up at the grey filly who looked like she was going to tear him apart. Discorded Scootaloo’s usually purple eyes had now turned into a much colder grey and her coat had appeared to have turned a lot darker.
“Ow! What the buck was that for?! I didn’t even-“
“SHUT UP!” Discorded Scootaloo yelled, interrupting Rain Catcher. The volume and sheer hostility in her voice made him flinch and he was actually starting to get kind of scared.
To discorded scootaloo: You may proceed with ripping out his lungs. It'll be good for you. Get some of that anger out
To D-scootaloo: dont kill him, you can hurt him, but kill him later. It'll be more fun that way
Dissy, I want you to either A. Run or B. Attack Rainc Catcher. Depending on what you feel like doing.
To D. Scootaloo: SLAP. THAT. STALLION. SLAP HIM. Slap like there's no tomorrow
Discorded Scootaloo looked down at the cowering colt and evilly smiled.
“Finally, some advice I can use.” Discord chuckled as she smashed her hooves together, fully prepared to beat the shit out of Rain Catcher.
Rain Catcher’s ears folded back to his head. He seriously didn’t understand what was happening, who this grey filly was, or why she was trying to hurt him.
“W-What’s your problem? What did I do?” he stuttered.
“Don’t try and act all innocent you little shit. I think you know very well what you did.” Discorded Scootaloo snarled.
RC
You are screwed!
To Rain Catcher: You are screwed, but not in the way you did to HER SISTER!
“S-sister? Who are we talking ab-…Oh no.” Rain Catcher didn’t believe he wasn’t able to see the resemblance between this filly and Scootaloo before. And obviously, she wasn’t happy about what Rain Catcher did to her supposed sister.
Discorded Scootaloo was about to punch him again, when suddenly…
To DS: don't hurt rain catcher if you do that makes you no better than him.
Discorded Scootaloo looked at her hooves, which were now stained with Rain Catcher’s nose-blood. She felt a sudden blast of regret hitting her brain like a train. She started to whimper.
‘What the buck am I doing? I…I’m becoming Discord.’ She thought to herself, tears starting to form again.
Rain Catcher looked up to his attacker when he realized she wasn’t pounding him into the ground, and saw that she was starting to cry again.
To Rain Catcher: Don't be a dick. I mean doesn't she already look broken enough that if someone were to get on her nerves she would completely and utterly destroy them. Just... don't be a dick.
Rain Catcher sighed.
“I wasn’t planning on it. I just heard somepony crying and decided to try and help. Next thing I know, I’m on the ground with a bloody nose. Not really the way I thought this would turn out.” Rain Catcher said.
Rain Catcher: should you do anything to hurt Dissy, I shall show you torture, pain, and anger unmatched by anything: Human Wrath. So no pressure, try to cheer her up. Hugs and kisses, Spy.
He got back to his hooves and walked towards Discorded Scootaloo, who flinched when she saw that he had moved.
“No! Just buck off! The last pony I wanted to see right now is you, you lying, miserable piece of shit!” Discorded Scootaloo said with tears still in her eyes.
Rain Catcher didn’t even flinch. He’d been used to this kind of reaction from other ponies since the pregnancy issue.
“Look, I’m not going to do anything to you. I just heard you crying and came to see what was the matter, I swear.” He said.
Discorded Scootaloo scowled.
“And what reason do I have to believe ANYTHING you say? I know what you did to Scootaloo, and I’m pretty pissed about it.” She said with her voice dripping with bitterness.
“You really don’t have any reason to trust me. But I’ve promised myself I’d never do anything like that to a filly ever again, and I don’t intend on messing that up.” He responded.
Discorded Scootaloo didn’t know what to think. He looked like he was trying to be sincere; but then again, that’s probably the exact same thing the other her had thought.
“…Fine, sit down. But I swear to Celestia, if you try anything, I will castrate you with a pair of pliers.” Discorded Scootaloo threatened.
That sentence made Rain Catcher shudder.
“A-Alright.” He said as he sat down next to her.
“So, what’s your name?” he asked.
It sounded innocent enough.
Obviously she couldn’t just come out and tell him that she was a dimension-hopping, mind-bucked version of his ex-marefriend, who happened to age up while she was sleeping.
But that doesn’t mean what she was about to say would make her feel any better.
“…My name’s (gag) Dissy. I’m Scootaloo’s sister.” She said.
“Rain Catcher.” Rain Catcher said, introducing himself.
“Yeah…I know who you are.” Discorded Scootaloo said menacingly.
Dissy, shouldn't that asshole recognize you?
“Yippee. Another insult. And why would I recognize her? We haven’t met before just now.” Rain Catcher said with a hint of sarcasm.
Discordloo’s wings flared and her face grew nervous.
“Don’t. Blow. My. Cover!” Discorded Scootaloo said through her teeth.
To the jerk known as Rain Catcher: How DARE YOU DO THAT TO M.S AND BACK OUT OF HELPING HER WITH THIS!?!?!? * shakes head* you should be ashamed.
To RC: go look after lightning blitz you are his father you brought him into this world and you well not abandon him, also apologize to scootaloo while your at it.
To R.C: You’re a coward.
Rain Catcher rested his head on his hoof and let out a deep sigh.
“I get all of this a lot. And you’re right. I am a coward. But believe me, even if I had the guts to go and help, it wouldn’t even matter. I have no jurisdiction over Lightning Blitz, and honestly, neither does Scootaloo. She’s just allowed to see him whenever she feels like, and watch him occasionally. His adopted mother, Twilight Sparkle I think her name was, has custody over him. I’m not entirely clear on how exactly she adopted him. Something about a Doctor or whatever…but you're all right. I should have been there for her when all of this started.” Rain Catcher said to himself.
Discorded Scootaloo looked at the colt next to her, his nose still pretty bloodied from Scootaloo’s punch. When she looked a little closer she thought she saw-
‘Wait a second…is he actually crying?!’ she thought to herself.
Rain Catcher must have become self-conscious because his stallion pride took hold and he sniffed back the tears.
“I didn’t even remember the bet. All I could think of was this moment. This amazing moment. The moment I want to regret, but can’t. Was it real love? Did I really mean it all? At this point, I’m not even sure anymore.” Rain Catcher said, his voice sounding very regretful and sad. He was on the verge of simply bursting into tears right then and there.
Discorded Scootaloo was actually starting to pity this colt. He just looked so incredibly pathetic. Sure she knew he had been a douche, but assholes don’t cry like this…
Do they?
Discorded Scootaloo sighed.
“Look, I’m positive that I’m not the first one to tell you this, but you only get one life. And so far, you’ve done a pretty good job of royally bucking things up. Running from something this huge isn’t going to get you anywhere. Your kid is going to grow up hating you for what you did unless you fix this, and I don’t want to see that foal hating anypony, especially not his dad. And I’m pretty sure you don’t want that either, so I suggest you apologize to Scoots.” Discorded Scootaloo’s coat color was starting to revive the more she went on with this speech, and a noticeable glow was starting to come off of her as her color began to come back.
Rain Catcher sniffled.
“…Thanks. I-I’ll try my best to apologize to Scoots. You know, you sure act a lot like your sist-wait a second. Weren't you grey a moment ago?” Rain Catcher asked with his head tilted to the side.
A shock went through Discorded Scootaloo’s spine as she looked down at her coat, which was now mostly back to her normal, orange color, with only a slight tinge of darkness on it.
‘…Well shit. I picked probably the worst possible time for this to happen.’ Discorded Scootaloo thought to herself.
“Alright, what the heck is going on here?” Rain Catcher asked with a deadpan.
“Ummm…” Discorded Scootaloo stuttered.